Chapter 315 Holy Land Sword God Battle

"You've just recovered a little, so it's better not to move around and rest more."

The old man with a white beard showed kind concern.

"Um."

Li Hao nodded.

He also felt that his physical condition at the moment was worse than ever before. After staying in the void for too long, his battle body was broken, and he was too deeply eroded by the power of the void. These powers seemed to be condensed in the body, like ferocious piercings, constantly destroying the physical body. , equal to his own self-healing formation.

He can only rely on the property of hiding his strength and biding his time to heal slowly.

The Tao power converted in the body also dissipated a lot, and the cultivation level fell to the early stage of the real person, and it was necessary to condense the Tao power again.

The injury was serious this time. The only good thing is that at least he saved his life.

Being able to escape from the hands of the saint is considered a miracle.

Thinking of Xu Sheng and Yang Sheng, Li Hao couldn't help but have murderous intentions in his heart, but he quickly restrained himself. He put aside his thoughts and healed his injuries for the time being.

"Looking at your accent, you are not from my Canglan Realm, are you?"

The white-bearded old man asked warmly.

Canglan Realm? Li Hao's heart moved and he breathed a sigh of relief, it would be nice if it wasn't Yunxia Realm.

Otherwise, under the eyes of his enemies, his current strength would still be too dangerous.

"I was chased by my enemies and fled from somewhere else. Thank you, senior, for taking me in."

Li Hao lowered his eyebrows and said, this was considered honest, but he did not say that it was the saint who was chasing him.

The white-bearded old man's eyes flashed slightly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said:

"You can't get involved in the world without getting involved in right and wrong. I don't ask what your enemies are like. This is the Holy Land of the Sword Ancestor. You can stay here and recuperate in peace."

"Thank you." Li Hao thanked him again.

The old man with the white beard didn't say anything more, but took up the herbs on the side, pounded them, and ground the medicinal powder.

The breeze blows in the courtyard, and the woman's sword seems to pull energy from the air. There are white qi gathering on the tip of the sword, like a ribbon, graceful and graceful, but it also implies a fierce offensive, a combination of hardness and softness, implying a deep softness. road.

Li Hao sat on the straw mat and looked out, seeing that this woman's sword skills were quite advanced and not inferior to his own.

Currently, his swordsmanship is still at the 6th level, but he has yet to master any other skills and break through to the 7th level.

In the previous battles, although the realm continued to improve, the swordsmanship and boxing skills gradually failed to keep up. During the battle, there was a feeling of inadequacy. Now, taking advantage of this opportunity to recuperate, I can find a way to improve my swordsmanship.

With a thought in his mind, Li Hao brought up the panel and looked at his current attributes:

Level 9 in the physical way, level 7 in the imperial way, level 6 in the physical way, level 6 in the sword way, and level 6 in the boxing way.

In terms of skills, there are 6 levels of chess, 4 levels of music, 4 levels of poetry, 4 levels of carving, 9 levels of cooking, 7 levels of painting, and 5 levels of fishing.

Skill points remaining: 5 points.

State of mind: the heart of poetry and writing, the heart of sculpture (available)

Having previously spent only 200 merits to redeem two states of mind in the merit treasury, Li Hao's poems, calligraphy and sculptures have successfully entered the fourth stage, and he can continue to improve his experience.

If he studied and understood it by himself, he would have to ignore other things for at least two or three months and devote himself to it completely before he could understand it, which would save several months of effort.

At present, for the third type of skill, 6-dan chess is the best choice.

Li Hao had already vaguely touched the chess skills after playing chess with Emperor Yu, and now he was just missing a final kick.

At this time, suddenly there was a sound of bells ringing in the distance.

The sound of the bell vibrates like a dusk drum, giving people a comfortable feeling of shaking heart and spleen, as if all the distracting thoughts in the mind have been cleared away.

"Grandpa, I'm going to the Holy Land to practice morning exercises first."

In the courtyard, the woman stopped practicing her sword skills, turned around and looked towards the alchemy room, her eyes swept over Li Hao, and said to the old man Bai Hu.

"Um."

The old man with the white beard was concentrating on grinding the medicinal powder and only responded without raising his head.

Li Hao watched as his savior flew away with his sword and disappeared from the horizon in the blink of an eye.

The courtyard became quiet again, except for the sound of stone hammers grinding medicinal powder.

Li Hao was curious about the surrounding environment, but he knew that exploring too eagerly would be counterproductive, so he was not in a hurry, closed his eyes, rested, and recuperated first.

Time flies.

A month passed in the blink of an eye.

After recuperation and self-healing, one-third of the void erosion in Li Hao's body was purified, and his complexion was improving.

At this moment, Li Hao was sitting in the corridor, his feet dangling in the air as if on a swing. He was holding a knife and a piece of wood as long as chopsticks in his hand. The knife moved flexibly on his fingertips, and an old man was gradually carved out of the wood. Looks kind, kind-hearted.

Soon, as the last carving was completed, Li Hao also stopped working. Seeing the experience tips appearing on the panel, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

In the past month, he originally planned to study chess and fishing to master these two skills, but no one here likes to play chess, and he can't accumulate experience by playing chess himself, let alone fishing. He has to go to the Holy Land. You can find a place outside.

The injury has not healed, so it is inconvenient for Li Hao to run around to avoid accidents.

When I had nothing to do, I started to improve the carving path in this yard.

Anyway, sooner or later you have to improve, and in this purity, it is just right for one person to carve slowly.

In addition to accumulating experience in carving, he also thinks about the last glimmer of chess in his spare time, but he has no idea yet.

"Your carving skills are quite impressive. You should study it carefully."

The voice of the white-bearded old man came from behind. He glanced at the old man in Li Hao's hand and saw that it was his own appearance. His eyes became a little softer and he said softly:

"I just received the news that we need to refine 300 concentration pills today. Please come and help."

"Okay."

Hearing this, Li Hao put away his knife and placed the wooden sculpture of the old man on the wooden shelf next to him.

In addition to the old man, there were many other things carved there, many of which were Li Hao's acquaintances in the human world, as well as a little white fox and a big monster that he remembered.

After putting them away, Li Hao came to the alchemy room.

After a month of getting along, Li Hao also knew the identity of this old man. His name was Lin Shanhai. He was a high-level alchemist in the Sword Ancestor Holy Land. His status was extremely high, second only to the half-saint elder.

There were also alchemists in the Dayu Divine Dynasty, under the control of the royal family, and there were also alchemists in the martial arts sects, but the recipes and techniques they mastered were limited, and their treatment could not be compared with that of the royal alchemy academy.

"It's the same as before. You stir-fry first, and I'll refine it."

Lin Shanhai moved the herbs over and said to Li Hao: "Your family-inherited skill of stir-frying is also amazing. Since you helped me, the yield rate of my pills has not only increased, but the quality has also been greatly improved. However, these trivial matters have also increased..."

Speaking of this, he felt a little helpless, but still smiled.

After all, every time you refine pills, you can get a certain commission, and the more you do, the more benefits you get.

"It's a small trick, not worth mentioning."

Li Hao smiled. He didn't expect that his cooking skills would actually meet with alchemy.

When he saw the old man refining pills and smelled the strange fragrance of the pills, he suddenly had an idea. He wondered if his cooking skills could cook the herbs into delicacies comparable to the pills.

After having this idea, he borrowed the low-grade herbs left by the old man and tried cooking. Under the core refining ability of the ninth stage cooking, the essence of the herbs was extracted and made into simple medicinal dishes, and the effect was really not inferior to the pills.

Moreover, compared with elixirs, it has no fire poison and is absorbed purely. Even Li Hao's special situation can be absorbed as a dish, which is not isolated by the panel.

"This is not a trick. This is the refining technique that many alchemists dream of mastering. One of the cores of alchemy is refining, followed by proportioning and refining. Your refining technique is the best and most alternative I have ever seen. Even I, an old man, am ashamed of myself."

Lin Shanhai praised: "Your ancestor must be an extremely powerful alchemist. He made this purification method into a cooking method to avoid being spied on by outsiders, and it was passed down in this obscure way."

"... Maybe."

Li Hao was a little embarrassed. The previous cooking and refining, and the words he made up, made the old man imagine a background of grievances and hatred, and even thought that he was hunted by his enemies because of this secret leak and was spied on by someone with ulterior motives.

Li Hao naturally did not explain this... This is very good.

At this moment, he stepped forward to help and prepare the medicinal materials.

When Lin Shanhai started the furnace, he immediately used his palm to urge the medicinal materials, stir-frying and melting in the void, using his energy as a shovel to extract the medicinal materials.

Soon, the medicinal materials were cooked and green juice came out of them.

Lin Shanhai had experience and tacitly opened the furnace cover.

Li Hao introduced all the refined medicinal juice into the alchemy furnace.

Lin Shanhai's palm appeared with fire, and he began to manipulate the medicine in the furnace to condense.

The two had a clear division of labor and worked together. Soon, the pills exuded fragrance and were taken out of the medicine furnace.

"Done."

Two hours later, all 300 sets of Concentration Pills were refined.

Lin Shanhai smiled and patted his old back, saying:

"It's much easier with your help. You are unfamiliar with the Canglan Realm and have no relatives or friends. If you are willing, you can stay here and be my assistant in alchemy. When you learn those intermediate alchemy recipes, you can be promoted to an intermediate alchemist and enjoy an extraordinary status. In the future, I will pass on the advanced alchemy recipes in my hands to you."

"Mr. Lin is too polite. It's just a small matter of raising your hand to help. It's awkward to talk about the recipe."

Li Hao shook his head.

Lin Shanhai shook his head and smiled. It was not the first time he mentioned this, but Li Hao refused repeatedly, so he was used to it.

"Come, have tea."

Lin Shanhai brought tea and invited Li Hao to have tea and rest.

Li Hao also sat at the tea table and sipped tea with him slowly, his eyes fell on the woman practicing sword in the yard.

The other party's name is Lin Qingying, the granddaughter of Lin Shanhai and one of the ten saints of the Sword Ancestor Holy Land. She has an excellent talent for swordsmanship and has a holy bone in her body. She is suspected to be the reincarnation of a saint.

However, the reincarnation of a saint cannot recover all his memories before he becomes a saint.

At this moment, the other party is still the granddaughter of Lin Shanhai.

"Miss Lin is really hardworking..."

Li Hao looked at the woman practicing swordsmanship day after day without interruption, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Whenever he saw these people practicing diligently, he felt ashamed.

However, thinking that his carving was also considered as practice, he felt a little relieved.

"It will be the Holy Land Sword God Battle soon. This time, the strongest prodigy in the Holy Land will be selected to represent the Sword Ancestor Holy Land and go to the Battle of the Saints. The quota is extremely precious. It is related to the road to becoming a saint, so she naturally dare not stop."

Lin Shanhai said with a smile, holding a teacup, but there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

Fighting with others will get hurt, and may even cause casualties.

But all things are fighting, if you don't advance, you will retreat, this road is destined to be blood and tears.

During this period of time, Li Hao has also heard a lot about the land of saints, and he is no longer as unfamiliar with this place as he was at the beginning.

Thirty-three realms, one hundred and eight saints, since thousands of years ago, many saints have used incarnations or reincarnations of their original bodies to train and cultivate in the mortal world.

Since thousands of years ago, every hundred years, there will be a battle of geniuses that sweeps across the thirty-three realms and covers many dynasties.

It is said that the person who gets the first place can receive incense from all nations and become a saint on the spot!

This also leads to the fact that the battle of the pride of all nations every hundred years is extremely fierce, and many saints will also participate in the competition.

With a thud, the morning bell rang.

Lin Qingying heard the bell ringing, slowly put away the sword, turned around and saw an old man and a young man drinking tea in the courtyard, with a calm look.

In this month of getting along, she has become accustomed to Li Hao's existence. She also learned from her grandfather that this person who was picked up by her is from an alchemy family, but his ancestors may have had an accident and the family has declined. Now he has become his grandfather's alchemy assistant.

She is not interested in alchemy, so naturally she doesn't bother to pay more attention to it.

"Grandpa, I'm going to the holy land to practice morning exercises."

Lin Qingying said to Lin Shanhai.

Then he flew away on the sword.