A Good Romance
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Ling Han was surprised, because there was a row of stairs in front of him. They were made of high-quality jade and emitted a gentle glow.
There were no stairs at the bottom of the mountain, but there were only stairs halfway up the mountain.
It didn't make sense.
Ling Han looked up and could vaguely see some buildings in front of him, but he couldn't see them clearly.
Were those buildings left behind by the previous civilization?
After the great changes, the earth's surface was broken open, allowing many ancient buildings to see the light of day. Thus, this mountain used to be underground, and it might have emerged not long ago. Otherwise, it would be very difficult to find old ginsengs that were five or six hundred years old.
Historical sites usually represented fortuitous encounters.
Ling Han felt that Martial Art was just the beginning, and this judgment came from the pills.
Even if he was the Alchemy Emperor, and was extremely sensitive to the Alchemy Dao, he shouldn't be able to refine a pill with just a glance, and succeed on his first try.
There was only one explanation, and that was that the pill recipe was too low-level. That was why he could learn it with just a glance, and quickly make improvements.
And who were these pills for?
Of course it was for the current martial artists, whether they were at the Illuminating Pulse, Blood Transformation, or Ultimate Bone realms.
Thus, Ling Han could deduce that the current level of Martial Art was also very, very low.
The lower the level of Martial Art, the faster the speed of improvement. For example, Ling Han could use the Nouveau Riche Array to complete one meridian of cultivation in half a day. This was unimaginable in the higher realms.
Then, if he could find a high-level historical site from the previous civilization, he might be able to immediately become a powerhouse above the Ultimate Bone realm. Most importantly, his Spiritual Energy would increase, and he would be able to reunite with his family.
His heart thumping, he took a step forward and stepped onto the stairs.
Weng, a huge force rebounded. Peng, Ling Han's entire body instantly fell backwards, landing solidly on the ground.
"Gulp, gulp, gulp." The little pink pig laughed so hard that it was rocking back and forth, its four short little legs kicking wildly. It was simply insane.
"I've decided, I'll eat the roasted suckling pig now!" Ling Han said fiercely.
The little pink pig wasn't afraid of him at all, and looked him in the eye.
Ling Han chuckled. "You think I can't do anything to you just because you can take a beating?"
Little Pink Pig revealed a puzzled expression. What else can you do?
Ling Han grabbed the little pink pig by its tail and lifted it upside down.
"Gu!" The little pink pig immediately cried out miserably. Its head was on the ground and its feet were on the ground. It was very easy for blood to rush to the head.
Ling Han tried to climb the stairs again, but he was still bounced back, and he fell hard on the ground along with the pig.
Forget it, I won't take the direct path.
Ling Han avoided the steps and walked to the side.
There was no road here, and the mountain rocks were rugged. Coupled with the huge pressure, it was not easy to walk. But at least there was no rebound force from under one's feet, so it was still possible to climb up. It was just that the speed would be slower.
Ling Han slowly walked up the mountain. After a few steps, he would stop to catch his breath. The pressure was really terrifying, but he had walked all the way from the Yuan World, so what was a little more pressure?
Even the little pink pig was moved. This human that it had looked down on was actually so tenacious.
Reaching the peak of Martial Art required talent, but in fact, tenacious willpower was even more important. There had been news of top geniuses dying on the way. Most of the reasons were because they weren't tenacious enough and couldn't grit their teeth and endure.
It seemed that it had underestimated this ugly human.
After half a day, Ling Han finally saw the building in front of him.
He was surprised.
This was indeed a building complex that belonged to a certain force from the previous civilization. But now, most of the houses had been destroyed, and there were even corpses on the ground. They had long been weathered into bones, but the clothes on their bodies were still there. It was very strange.
At this point, the pressure was even greater. Ling Han really couldn't go any further.
He observed carefully, looking for the source of the pressure.
"Gu!" The little pink pig suddenly pointed in a direction.
Ling Han looked over, but he didn't see anything. "Perverted pig, what do you want me to see?"
Pa, the little pink pig gave him a slap, and Ling Han's eyes immediately became clear.
He saw that, in an extremely far place, there was a deep sword mark. It was this sword mark that emitted a terrifying baleful aura, forming a pressure that enveloped the entire mountain top.
Wait, why do I know this is a sword mark?
A doubt flashed across Ling Han's mind. It was just a thick mark. Sabers, spears, swords, and even palms could make it. Why was he so sure that it was a sword mark?
He looked at the little pink pig.
It was the little pink pig who let him see that scene, so it was very likely that this was the little pink pig's own judgment.
"Perverted pig, how many secrets are you hiding?" Ling Han picked up the little pink pig.
"Gu!" The little pink pig didn't even look at him, but it immediately paid the price. Ling Han threw it away.
Ling Han looked at the mountain again and murmured, "It's impossible to go up, but can I find something good around here?"
He couldn't enter this huge building complex, so he could only walk around it. Not long after, he found a broken sword. It was very close to him, about six meters away, and it wasn't on the path paved with jade.
Could he succeed?
He tried to walk forward, but after two steps, he felt a salty taste in his throat, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out.
No, no, if he continued, he would be courting death.
Ling Han retreated, and the little pink pig looked at him with disdain, as if saying, "Come and beg Uncle Pig."
Pah!
Ling Han tried to use tree branches and other things to pull the sword back, but it was useless. Anything that came close to the sword would immediately shatter.
Was there really no other way? Could he only beg that perverted pig?
"Gu!" The little pink pig was arrogant, as if it was certain that it could defeat Ling Han.
Ling Han's heart skipped a beat, and he released his Psychic Energy.
At his level, Psychic Energy could only control formation patterns. In terms of strength, it could at most lift a few books.
However, this should be enough to "drag" the sword back.
Ling Han immediately released his Psychic Energy, which was not affected by the pressure. He immediately wrapped it around the hilt of the sword, and then turned it into a hand, pulling hard.
Clang, the broken sword made a sound, and moved a little in his direction.
Huh, what was going on?
The little pink pig revealed a surprised expression. It looked at Ling Han, and suddenly understood.
Psychic Energy.
This human had actually cultivated Psychic Energy at the Illuminating Pulse Realm!
Hmph, interesting.
Seeing that it was feasible, Ling Han's confidence soared. He hooked with his Psychic Energy again, and clang, the broken sword moved a little in his direction.
Clang, clang, clang. The broken sword could only move a few inches at a time, but as time went by, it was getting closer and closer to Ling Han.
Half an hour later, it was already under Ling Han's feet.
Success.
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