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Wang Hao checked his Spiritual Sense and saw four golden words rushing into Wang Hao's Sea of Consciousness with unparalleled power. The 'Nine Yang Nerve' was followed by countless golden words floating in Wang Hao's Sea of Consciousness like ants in a cave.

"In the beginning of the primal chaos, the nine suns were created. Extreme yang gave birth to yin. Extreme yin gave birth to yang. Yin and yang gave birth to the five elements of all living things …"

Wang Hao carefully read the information in the Sea of Consciousness for two hours, then frowned and raised his head to look at the place in front of him where he met Zhengyang and said, "No wonder the people from the True Sun Sect were unable to ascend in time, the original owner of this technique had tampered with it, according to the current < Nine-Suns Nerve > technique, at most, they would be able to cultivate to transcending tribulation, and there would no longer be any follow-up techniques, and their cultivation path would also be restricted. They would only be able to cultivate the Way of Fire."

Wang Hao didn't plan on cultivating the cultivation method within it. He casually placed the jade slip into the Snow God Ring and casually picked up another jade slip. There were no written records inside, only three simple diagrams. Each of the diagrams had only a name, and there were no additional annotations, just that the pictures seemed to contain some obscure and difficult to understand concept. Wang Hao couldn't help but want to find out what was going on.

The first one was a rainbow that pierced through the sun. The picture of war and strife, mourning all over the field, the people are ruined, people do not live, a white streak of light passed through the sun.

The second, the third, the third. Sunset, in the pavilion, one person and one zither. As his fingers moved, the sound waves were like circular ripples, one after another pushing against this wave. Countless feelings and endless emotions were felt.

The third picture, Yang Chunxue. Winter passed and spring arrived. The earth recovered. All things flourished. Beauty played the zither. Heroes danced the sword. The sword moved with the sound. It was endless. What a beautiful hero.

There were three scenes in the picture, including the sorrowful souls Shang, and the friends Shang farewells Shang. However, the last picture was the complete opposite of the last two. It was full of vitality and vitality. It was a scene of a peaceful times.

Wang Lin watched from the side as Wang Hao quietly stood there without moving. In his boredom, he walked out of the thatched cottage and looked at the empty valley. He could not help but let out a loud roar, and the echoes from all directions entered into Wang Hao's ears one after another. Suddenly, Wang Hao's heart shook. Wasn't sound, echo, and zither sound just sounds?

"Why am I so stupid? I should have thought of it earlier." Wang Hao excitedly looked at Wang Lin, who looked like a pitiful baby. He really wanted to rush over and hug him to give him a kiss.

"I can't help it. That didn't disturb you, right?" When Wang Lin saw Wang Hao looking at him strangely, he felt embarrassed and carefully asked.

"No, you don't have any. Not only did you not help me, you even helped me a lot." Wang Hao was so excited that he was at a loss for words.

After Wang Lin heard Wang Hao's words, he rolled his eyes and continued to run out into the valley towards the Howling Wolf. Wang Hao shook his head and laughed when he heard Wang Lin's voice; he really was a child, but who knew how many spirit beasts would be scared half to death by his voice?

Wang Hao ignored the screaming Wang Lin and continued to immerse himself in the study of the three diagrams. When he thought of the key point, the following matter wasn't that difficult. Since he didn't understand the rhythm, why not transform it into a sword art? Wang Hao decided to do as he said. While comprehending, he gestured with his hands.

In the thatched cottage, Wang Hao would occasionally frown and occasionally let out a sword qi in pleasant surprise. His sword intent was mixed with sadness and happiness, while it also seemed full of life …

A day later, Wang Hao's sword energy contained no other distracting thoughts. His pure sword intent was even more powerful than before.

Three days later, the thatched cottage was filled with countless sword Qis. Wang Lin looked at Wang Hao, who was surrounded by countless sword Qis, in shock. He stuck out his tongue and ran far away, afraid that he would accidentally be hurt by the sword Qis.

One month later, "Hahaha!" A burst of laughter resounded from inside the thatched cottage. Countless sword energies merged into one and instantly broke out of the thatched cottage, shooting towards the sky.

Wang Lin heard Wang Hao's laughter and planned to come over to see what was going on, but before he could even get close to the thatched cottage, he was sent flying by a strong gust of air. He saw a huge purple sword shadow soar into the sky from the roof of the thatched cottage, followed closely by Wang Hao's figure.

Wang Lin used both front paws to cover his ears. After the loud noise, a large dark hole appeared in the middle of the opposite mountain. A breeze blew out from the hole, and Wang Hao, who had not moved for countless years, seemed to have a hint of life in this valley.

"Haha, I'll call you Shuang from now on. Although I can barely make three sword strikes with my current cultivation, I believe that I'll definitely be stronger in the future." At this moment, Wang Hao was extremely happy. After a month of comprehension, he finally understood the meaning of the three diagrams. As long as it lasted, it would happen. However, with the special effect of the sound wave, the power of the ten thousand swords merging into one was no longer a simple sum. Even if Wang Hao could only use three swords now, the power would still increase by several folds.

At this moment, the 'True Sun Hands' that had just entered the hall and Mu Qingyun, who was hiding in the shadows, were both startled by the loud explosion, as if the entire hall was trembling. The two of them, one in front and one behind, rushed into the dark tunnel without hesitation.

Wang Hao looked at the black hole in the middle of the mountain with a puzzled expression. The aura coming from the black hole was certain that the other end of the black hole was suitable for the outside world. Wang Hao waved to Wang Lin, who was sitting on the ground a distance away and using his claws to pat his chest, and quickly rushed towards that black hole.

It was just that he had always been surrounded by illusions, and the power of his sword had exceeded the limit of what the array could endure, so naturally, it would collapse. Only then did the hole appear, and on the other side of the tunnel, it was not connected to the outside world. At the very least, it was not connected to the Red Sun Tomb in the past.

After Wang Hao rushed into the mountain path for around the time it took for an incense stick to burn, the 'True Sun Hand' quickly rushed out from the other entrance. It then quickly flew towards the area that was still covered in dust after the explosion.

Two hours later, Wang Hao completely felt the aura of the outside world. However, his surroundings were dark, as if he was deep underground. When he looked up, he could vaguely see the blue sky. Without hesitation, Wang Hao transformed into a ray of purple light and soared into the sky.

The first thing Wang Hao did when he arrived was to scold loudly, because he was very familiar with this place. Not long ago, the two of them were forced by Luo Canghai to hide in the Phoenix Ring and did not dare to come out for a few months. This was the plaza at the entrance to the Scarlet Sun Secret Realm. As he thought of this, Wang Hao didn't dare to stay for a moment longer. He picked up Wang Lin and instantly disappeared into the horizon …

"Chaos, no matter where you are, I will catch you and grind your bones to dust …" Four hours after Wang Hao disappeared, the roar of the 'True Sun Hand' came from the plaza near the entrance to the secret realm.

At this moment, Wang Hao, who had been flying at a high altitude for countless miles, suddenly sneezed. He almost lost his balance and fell from the sky.

"Mmm, who's still thinking about me …?" Wang Hao said.