Xiuxian: Beautiful Women Like Clouds

Chapter 508 Qilin Sword

Lu Hao himself is a very topical figure. Whether it was the previous rumors of him raping a beautiful woman or the close-up peeping, he attracted a lot of attention.

Coupled with the so-called battle between master and disciple, the bloodbath in Yuntian Sect, and various explosive topics, it immediately aroused heated discussions among many cultivators.

Some countries that are farther away from the Yuntian Sect have even activated the oldest super teleportation array. Giant array patterns continue to emerge on the nearby mountains, and batches of cultivators pour out.

A super teleportation array like this one that can continuously cross multiple countries requires the consumption of high-level rare spirit stones each time it is opened. Even some major sects cannot afford it. Fortunately, there are too many monks coming this time, so they share the opening cost.

Madam Wen arrived at Yuntian Sect with the help of a super teleportation array from another major sect. She was still beautiful, exuding the charm of a mature beauty, attracting many eyes.

"Sister... wuwuwu, Lu Hao is still alive and has returned to Yuntian Sect." After receiving the news, Tang Yuwei cried with joy. Since she left the Tianshen Clan, she lived in self-blame every day, believing that Lu Hao sacrificed himself to save her sisters.

"Let's go find him!" Tang Yuyan's eyes were filled with tears and her tone was excited. The two of them rushed out in a hurry.

"I'll go with you." Liu Yan walked over with a turbulent look on her face and said with a blushing face.

"When did my mother become so concerned about protecting me?" Tang Yuyan was stunned, but she didn't think much about it. After all, since ancient times, the feelings between sons-in-law and mothers-in-law have been very pure, and it is impossible for them to have a sexual relationship.

So Liu Yan said goodbye under the gentle gaze of her husband Tang Tianhong, and the three of them, mother and daughter, stepped into the formation at the same time.

On the other side, after receiving the news, Bi Yao with purple hair also entered the formation excitedly to watch the battle.

"Lu Hao said that if he sees you again, he will make you feel the pain brought by dryness." The young assistant couldn't help but teasing.

Back then, when they were in the Celestial Clan, Bi Yao failed to inspire Lu Hao's desire to survive, so she took the initiative to tell him her identity.

"Don't you have to take the blame? I can feel the pain of dryness, and I believe you can't escape either." Bi Yao couldn't help but chuckle.

At the same time, the sky above the Yuntian Sect was filled with densely packed figures floating. Among them were cultivators who were hostile to Lu Hao, some who supported him, but most of them were just there to join in the fun.

"Fu Lingxiao, do you dare to fight?" Lu Hao shouted with a bloody sword in his hand, but no one responded to him.

"Could it be that Fu Lingxiao was afraid and ran away?" Many cultivators in the sky were discussing this matter, feeling disappointed that a war had not been provoked. They had spent many spirit stones and traveled thousands of miles to come and watch.

Seeing that no one was willing to fight, Lu Hao also sat cross-legged on a mountain top to adjust his condition. At this time, his senior brother Wu Neng shook his bangs, and rode a crazy bull, approaching here quickly with difficulty.

Finally reaching the top of the mountain, Wu Neng wanted to get down, but he found that it was easier to get on the cow than to get off. The cow had gone completely crazy, and he had been careless before.

"Put me down now!" Wu Neng finally had no choice but to jump over the bull by force. As a result, he fell in front of Lu Hao with broken legs at high speed.

"Senior brother, is your leg okay?" Lu Hao helped Wu Neng up and sighed. He didn't understand why the other party always liked to do some tricks when he appeared. When they went to perform missions together in the past, others rode flying swords, but he was ridden by a cow.

In fact, Wu Neng has always felt that his presence is relatively weak, so he wants to attract everyone's attention whenever he has time, especially with so many people present today.

"This is what the Great Elder asked me to bring to you!" Wu Neng quietly handed him a jade bottle, and then limped down the mountain.

"Thank you for your hard work!" Lu Hao nodded, and then opened the jade bottle with a look of surprise. It was filled with Yuling Pills, which could further improve his cultivation. He had previously entrusted the Great Elder to have someone refine it, and it was actually refined at the critical moment.

Lu Hao set up a formation around him and swallowed the pill directly, wanting to restore his strength to the foundation-building stage so that he could gain an advantage in the next battle.

Fu Lingxiao hid in the underground palace and refused to come out. It was not because he was really afraid of Lu Hao, but because he wanted to hurry up and refine the Qilin Sword he got from the old beggar. Once the refinement was successful, his strength would surely increase by leaps and bounds.

Both of them are buying time, preparing for the final battle.

Lu Hao formed a cultivation seal with his hands, and an ancient Bodhi tree behind him grew rapidly, becoming a towering tree in an instant. Its golden leaves swayed in the wind, emitting bursts of Taoist sounds.

The spiritual power around him was gathering here madly, gradually forming a huge swallowing vortex. Lu Hao was at the center of the vortex, constantly absorbing all the spiritual power into his body like a whale drinking.

Through the continuous refining of the black clouds floating in his dantian, pure spiritual energy gradually began to rain down in his body, and his aura began to rise little by little.

"Rumor has it that he has already condensed the Nine-Colored Golden Elixir. Why does it look like he is only in the late stage of foundation building?" an old Taoist asked with some confusion.

"Could it be that he has never formed a pill, and everything he heard is just a rumor?" An elegant young man also said with some doubt.

"It can't be a rumor. When Lu Hao released the strange phenomenon in his dantian, a large number of cultivators saw the nine-colored golden elixir that appeared." A girl who had been to the secret realm of the gods said with certainty.

"Actually, this isn't hard to guess. This person has the courage to shatter the Nine-Colored Golden Pill himself." Shen Xi, the girl from the Ghost King Clan, said with admiration.

"Even if what you said is true, why are you so sure that he shattered his golden elixir by himself, rather than the enemy piercing his dantian and crushing the golden elixir?" A middle-aged man asked somewhat unconvinced.

“Because he’s still alive!” Shen Xi finished explaining and looked at the middle-aged man as if he were an idiot.

After listening to Shen Xi's explanation, many cultivators who were mortal enemies with Lu Hao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. After their golden elixir was shattered, the difficulty of re-condensing it would increase by dozens of times, and it would be almost impossible to condense it successfully again.

In other words, Lu Hao can only stop at the late stage of foundation building in this life. Even if he can be invincible in this realm, what can he do? After two hundred years, he will just be a pile of yellow earth and there is no need to worry.

There were many powerful cultivators present, and they also saw the problem with Lu Hao. Some forces that originally wanted to win him over also hesitated for a while.

Lu Hao was still in the state of cultivation. His whole body was wrapped in rich spiritual energy. The four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter were evolving in cycles in front of him. Everyone stared with their eyes wide open. They had never seen such a spectacular sight before a cultivator broke through.

Suddenly, heavy snow fell in front of Lu Hao, and finally buried him in the snow, turning him into a snowball. He did not move from beginning to end, as if even his life force was extinguished.

Then spring arrived, everything revived, everything became full of vitality, plants grew rapidly, the snow on Lu Hao's body began to melt little by little, revealing his figure, and his expression became more peaceful.

With the arrival of summer, the air around Lu Hao was steaming. His face turned red and drops of sweat kept falling, leaving a water mark on the dry ground and then evaporating.

Finally, autumn arrived. The big tree in front of Lu Hao withered and the yellow leaves fell. Everything seemed extremely bleak. Even the golden leaves on the ancient Bodhi tree behind him were withering.

"It's so amazing. What realm is this breakthrough?" Many monks looked at this scene in shock.

The next moment, a dull sound came from Lu Hao's body. He suddenly opened his eyes, and a dazzling golden light shot out from his eyes. He broke through to the foundation-building stage again.

This time he broke through this realm again, and he could clearly feel that both his perception and strength were much stronger than before.

Lu Hao felt a little eager at this moment. If he could successfully condense the golden elixir again, how powerful would he become? Would it be the most terrifying ten-colored golden elixir in the legend?