The next morning.
The sun woke up this quiet town.
The people went to work in the fields early in the morning, and the children also got up. Because it was a remote town, there were no private schools in the town, so most of the children were playing.
It was a lively scene.
Lu Zhongyun also knocked on Li Wuyou's door.
"Sect Master, it's getting late. Should we be setting off?"
They had left the Hana School for some time, and there must be many things in the sect that they needed to be busy with.
Lu Zhongyun was anxious to go back and help.
Now, with a genius like Li Wuyou, Lu Qianchuan, and the other three, the Hana School was full of hope.
He was also full of drive.
"Wait for a while."
Li Wuyou shook his head slightly and said,
"I have a feeling these two days that maybe I'm going to break through again. You also know that the higher one reaches this level, the harder it is to break through. I don't want to miss this opportunity."
"What? You're going to break through again?! "
When Lu Zhong Yun heard this, his face suddenly changed, and there was an uncontrollable shock that emerged.
How long has it been?
He's going to break through again?
"This … this is a good thing, of … of course it can't be delayed."
Lu Zhongyun hurriedly shook his head, and even stuttered a little.
"We'll stay here, and you can cultivate in peace. I'll send someone back to the sect to report, you don't have to worry about anything."
Lu Zhongyun of course knew the importance of this opportunity.
No matter what, he didn't want to delay Li Wuyou's cultivation.
"Sorry to trouble you, Grandpa."
Li Wuyou cupped his hands gratefully and said,
"I'll do it as soon as possible."
"Don't rush, don't rush, this kind of thing can't be rushed. Take your time, we have all the time, don't make any mistakes."
Lu Zhongyun earnestly said a few more words, and then respectfully left the house.
Then, he hurriedly went to arrange the rest of the things.
Li Wuyou wanted to stay here to cultivate.
At least ten days to half a month?
Or even longer.
Not only did he have to inform the sect, but he also had to go to the nearest city to buy some good ingredients.
He couldn't let the Sect Leader suffer.
…
In the following days.
Li Wuyou really hid in the house and began to cultivate.
Actually.
He liked this kind of life best.
He didn't need to care about anything. He just needed to hide in a quiet place and cultivate.
Then, his strength steadily increased.
It was simple and pure.
However, there was no other way.
His path of cultivation required a large amount of resources, and he had to go out and do everything he could to obtain resources.
They could only force him to show himself.
"I wonder if Luo Beihan has a Silver Frost Tiger Silkworm with him."
"If I kill him and fail to get the Silver Frost Tiger Patterned Silkworm, I'll have to waste time searching for it."
Li Wuyou pondered as he cultivated.
However, to kill Luo Beihan …
He had to be killed.
Li Wuyou tried to calm his anger.
Regardless of whether there was a Silver Frost Tiger Patterned Silkworm or not, he had to kill it.
Moreover, he wanted to kill all the people in the Land of Endless Suffering around him.
Only then could the hatred in his heart be appeased.
…
Shaoshi Mountain.
More than ten days passed in the blink of an eye.
The top prize in Jianghu was completely over.
The Shaolin Temple was quiet again.
Some monks were chanting sutras, some were meditating, and some were practicing martial arts.
Everything was back to normal.
The bell sounded melodious.
It was the profound atmosphere of a thousand-year-old ancient temple.
At this time.
Luo Beihan and the people in the Land of Endless Suffering had stayed in Shaoshi Mountain for too long.
They decided to leave.
Zhixiang Monk had already sent Luo Beihan and the others to the mountain gate.
"Amitabha."
Zhixiang Monk put his palms together and said to Luo Beihan,
"I don't know when we'll meet again after this. Luo Tonggong, take care."
"Master, you too."
Luo Beihan also cupped his hands slightly with a smile on his face.
In front of many disciples.
The two of them naturally couldn't talk as much as they did in private.
However, the look in their eyes perfectly conveyed their intentions to each other.
This was the top prize in Jianghu.
It was held perfectly.
The two of them didn't lose anything. They even reaped some benefits from some small and medium-sized sects.
They got some of the things they needed.
The Flowery Sect, on the other hand, only gained a reputation that was of no practical use.
They made a lot of money again.
In addition, after the top prize in Jianghu, they represented Shaolin and the Land of Endless Suffering to make some transactions.
The 18 Arhats of the Shaolin Temple all practiced external martial arts.
Therefore, Luo Beihan gave them some Silver Frost Tiger Silkworms.
And there was an old ancestor in the Land of Endless Suffering who was old.
In order to help him extend his life.
The Shaolin Temple took out two Recover Pills.
They also provided a part of the scriptures of Marrow Cleansing to help the cultivation of Recover Pills.
The two of them took what they needed.
It was perfect.
"Please!"
Master Zhixiang nodded and pointed outside the mountain gate.
"Goodbye."
Luo Beihan and the others didn't delay any longer. They turned around and strode out of the mountain gate.
Mighty and mighty.
Surging momentum.
"Amitabha."
Zhixiang Monk looked at the back of the crowd and softly chanted a Buddhist hymn.
His eyes flashed with pride.
The top prize in Jianghu this time was really good.
Although he didn't win.
But in the end, in fact, he still won.
"The head of the Hana School is still a little inexperienced."
He muttered to himself, turned around, and walked into the mountain gate.
That silhouette seemed to have a tinge of red against the rising sun.
…
Gulp! Gulp!
Half a month had passed.
Li Wuyou had perfectly completed the last round of body refinement.
And he had already started the twenty-third medicinal bath.
The silver medicine swirled around his body.
As the boiling water continued to bubble, the bubbles burst, and then a faint mist spread out.
It filled the whole room.
The atmosphere in the room seemed to be like a fairyland.
Li Wuyou's face was a little blurry due to the lingering mist.
However, the edges and corners of his face were exceptionally distinct.
Creak!
Creak!
As the medicinal power continued to seep in, some changes happened to his body.
This was the change from the eighth grade to the ninth grade.
Starting from the internal organs, gradually to the bones, and then to the muscles and skin.
This was the last change.
It was also the last strengthening.
After this, he had completely entered the ninth grade of the Supreme Power Realm.
External ninth grade.
His entire body, whether it was the skin, the muscles, the bones, the internal organs, and so on.
He was truly invincible.
Moreover, he had an incomparably powerful healing ability.
As long as he didn't die instantly, he could heal his wounds in a very short time and then recover with the help of resources.
It was equivalent to a kind of "pseudo-immortality".
"Soon."
His muscles were constantly wriggling, and the surface of his skin looked like a horned dragon climbing.
It looked a little painful.
However, Li Wuyou was enjoying it.
Because he was one step closer to his goal.
Time passed.
The noon sun gradually dimmed.
A touch of red slowly appeared on the horizon.
No one knew when.
The water had completely become clear.
The dense mist in the room also gradually disappeared, and it became clear again.
At this time, Li Wuyou also opened his eyes.
A ray of cold light escaped from his eyes.
That aura was like a ferocious beast awakening.
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