Immortal Emperor’s Self-cultivation

Supported by the excuse of "Hua Fan", Li Hanguang was instantly full of confidence.

He walked towards the golden summit of Hanhai Peak step by step, his face full of confidence of "I am invincible".

It seemed that even he himself believed this statement.

After all, if you want to fool others perfectly, the best way is to fool yourself first!

Soon, Li Hanguang came to the Golden Summit.

Here, there are no gorgeous palaces or magical landscapes.

There is only a vast expanse of white snow, and an overly simple stone house.

This stone house is called a house, but I am a bit sorry for the word.

It is like cutting five huge stone slabs and then putting them together directly without any carving.

Even, apart from a simple stone door, there are no windows.

Even people in the mortal world would not build a house so hastily.

However, it is the highest landscape of Hanhai Peak.

Standing in front of this stone house, you can overlook the entire Hanhai Peak.

Even overlooking thousands of miles around, you can see all the mountains and small mountains at a glance!

...

At this time, a middle-aged man stood in front of the stone house.

He was wearing a blue Confucian long shirt, holding a yellowed ancient book in his hand, and he looked refined and refined, without the slightest edge.

If he was seen by someone he didn't know, he might be believed if he was said to be a scholar in a secular world.

This gentle man is none other than Li Hanguang's father, Li Zhanlu, Sword Master of the Han Sea!

Proud Sword Immortal Gate, the number one expert!

Li Hanguang walked slowly in front of Li Zhanlu, bowed and said, "My son welcomes father to leave the customs."

His gaze moved away from the ancient book and landed on Li Hanguang.

There was a hint of concern in Li Zhanlu's eyes, but his expression was still indifferent and majestic.

"I have retreated for my father for three years, has your cultivation level declined?"

When we first met, I asked about cultivation.

Li Hanguang showed helplessness, his father is not only a sword idiot, but also likes to point out other people.

But any disciple of the Aojian Immortal Sect who Li Zhanlu thinks is not bad in talent will take the initiative to give advice, and even lead them to practice for a period of time.

Well, it's kind of like being a good teacher.

As for Li Hanguang, as Li Zhanlu's own son, it goes without saying that he has received the strictest training since he was a child.

If not for this, it is impossible for him to successfully condense the best golden core at the age of 12.

Fortunately, when Li Hanguang was 13 years old, his father had some insights into his cultivation, and he had been in retreat for three years, so he had no time to pay attention to him.

Otherwise, Li Hanguang may not be able to hide the fact that Li Hanguang has failed.

Facing his father's piercing gaze, Li Hanguang bit the bullet and said, "Father has been in retreat for three years, and my child has practiced hard day and night without letting up."

Li Zhanlu nodded slightly, but did not doubt anything.

After all, because of the small bronze seal, no one could see through Li Hanguang's cultivation since he was a child.

Even Li Zhanlu can only evaluate his true cultivation and combat power from Li Hanguang's hands-on battles.

"I went out this time and heard a few things."

Li Zhanlu put away the ancient book in his hand, and looked at Li Hanguang calmly: "In the name of being a father, you took that kid from the Chu family in Hongcheng into Hanhai Peak?"

The tone was very flat, but Li Hanguang knew his father, so he would not express his emotions too obviously.

Moreover, he doesn't like others to make decisions for him without authorization.

Well, except for my wife~

Li Hanguang said earnestly: "Chu Xiaolian has great luck for this person, please father believe in the child, and it is absolutely right to enroll him in Hanhai Peak."

Li Zhanlu smiled but said, "It's just a trivial matter."

"I heard the disciples on the peak discuss that you have broken into a baby, and even embarked on the road of transformation?"

Li Hanguang nodded his head and said, "Yes, Father."

Don't care about the three seven twenty-one, just fool your own father first.

Even if he is found out, at most it will be a practice meal, can dad still kill his son?

...

"It takes seven years to form a pill, and it takes four years to become a baby."

Li Zhanlu looked deeply at Li Hanguang: "It seems that you have a great opportunity to retreat for your father in the past few years."

Li Hanguang bit his head and said: "Maybe it's because the child went down the mountain to practice and saw the world of mortals, so he has some insights, let's get enlightened!"

"So, of course it couldn't be better."

Li Zhanlu stood proudly in the ice and snow, looking at a certain direction to the east: "Actually, my father would not leave the customs so early."

Li Hanguang was slightly taken aback: "Did something change happen?"

Li Zhanlu nodded slightly: "Yesterday, I was at the most critical bottleneck in retreating Wujian for my father."

"Suddenly, I sensed that hundreds of miles to the east, there is an incomparably mighty sword spirit condensing, not even weaker than the sword spirit of being a father."

"This artistic conception of the way of the sword resonates with the sword intent of being a father, which made me suddenly enlightened and break through the realm ahead of schedule."

Hearing his father's words, Li Hanguang suddenly couldn't laugh or cry.

If he guessed correctly, the sword intent sensed by his father should be the ninth-grade Haoran sword intent he copied.

Unexpectedly, when the sword intent merged, it was released unconsciously, allowing my father to take advantage of it.

As for what Li Zhanlu said, this sword intent is not weaker than his sword intent.

Just listen to this kind of words.

After all, it was the old father's last stubbornness, so we still have to respect Yidian.

Li Hanguang smiled and said: "Father retreated to enlightenment, and he can meet opportunities. It's really gratifying."

...

Li Zhanlu glanced at Li Hanguang, his eyes full of deep meaning.

He said, "I can feel that when that sword intent erupts, your true disciple token is nearby."

"When the sword intent erupted, did you see any suspicious people?"

Li Hanguang's heart tightened. After the appearance of the sword energy of the Yangtze River, Li Hanguang had already left around the rice field as quickly as possible.

Unexpectedly, he was still noticed by his father.

He laughed dryly and said, "When the sword intent erupted, the boy was traveling in the nearby mountains and fields, experiencing the artistic conception of transformation, and indeed saw the mighty vision of the sword."

"But the suspicious person has not been encountered."

Li Zhanlu nodded slightly: "In the next period of time, unless necessary, try not to go there again."

Li Hanguang was stunned: "Why?"

Li Zhanlu's eyes were dark: "Because the artistic conception of swordsmanship involves taboos, and it is not something you can touch."

Li Hanguang: ...

Seemingly worried that his son didn't know the severity, Li Zhanlu explained: "Do you know what that Qianzhang Sword Intent to the Yangtze River means?"

Yo, Dad seems to know what kind of gossip!

Maybe he could learn something about Yan Chixiao from him.

In this way, it should be helpful for harvesting leeks!

Li Hanguang's eyes lit up, and his face showed curiosity: "I don't know the child, please father to guide me."

...

Li Zhanlu was silent.

After a long time, he sighed: "Forget it!"

"With your talent, sooner or later, you will come into contact with these levels."

Li Zhanlu stared at Li Hanguang, and said solemnly: "The vision is formed by the manifestation of the Ninth Grade Haoran Sword Intent."

"Looking at the entire Tai Cang Mansion, you can cultivate the skills of the Ninth Grade Haoran Sword Intent."

"It only exists in the Holy Land of the Heavens!"