Chapter 137 Have I swear to the sky, why did I chop me?

The next day, a ray of sunlight passed through the window paper and sprinkled on Qin Hao's face.

Wake him in his sleep.

Qin Hao subconsciously wanted to reach out to touch the person next to the pillow, but found that he had lost everything.

What happened last night was not a dream, right?

He suddenly opened his eyes and opened the quilt to take a look.

I saw a touch of redness on the bed sheets.

A cold and moving voice sounded in my ears:

"Brother Hao, are you awake?"

Qin Hao turned around and saw Aunt Long'er sitting in front of the dressing table, dressing up seriously.

A night of spring breeze.

Aunt Long'er has a bit of mature charm, and the charm exudes in every move is even more charming.

Qin Hao put on his clothes and jumped off the couch, hugged Aunt Long'er from behind, with a little dishonest on his hands.

"Madam, do you want me to help you draw your thrush?"

"snort!"

Beigong Linglong snorted softly: "Stop messing around, you are going to make my makeup go crazy."

Although she said that, her body was very honest.

After the two of them had sex.

Beigong Linglong finally escaped from Qin Hao's devil's claws.

Watching Beigong Linglong's back as he walked away, Qin Hao stretched his waist. This kind of life was actually quite good.

"Ding! You are addicted to beauty and do not do your job properly. Your cultivation level is 100, and your will is 5..."

Um?

When Qin Hao heard this voice, he looked despised in his mind. I, a salted fish, are you addicted to beauty?

But before he could finish his mouth with the system, he felt that the spiritual power in his body had skyrocketed and there was a possibility that it would burst out at any time.

This is the rhythm of breaking through.

Qin Hao quickly ran towards his bedroom. At the beginning, he planned to return to Taiyi Sword Sect to break through the golden elixir.

Unexpectedly, after doing so many small moves in this mountain village, my cultivation level was a little uncontrollable.

Since that's the case, let's make a breakthrough in Dashan Village.

After returning to the bedroom, Qin Hao sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to adjust his breath and concentrate on breaking through.

...

After a few hours, Qin Hao's aura began to surge, and all the spiritual power on his body gathered in his dantian, forming a huge vortex.

This vortex kept absorbing the spiritual power in his body.

Fortunately, Qin Hao has a good foundation and his cultivation is the kind that is about to overflow after being pressed.

The changes in his body also caused changes in the entire manor.

A spiritual vortex also formed over Qin Hao's bedroom, absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy frantically.

Such a large formation naturally attracted the attention of everyone in the entire manor and even the Dashan Village.

Although Qin Hao rarely goes out, he can't resist two good students, Kong Derong and Fahai. They reveal it intentionally or unintentionally.

Let the villagers know that there is a real god living in this manor, and even the old god often goes to the manor to learn art.

Beigong Linglong was the first to come outside Qin Hao's room and felt the huge fluctuations of spiritual power in the room.

She murmured, "Brother Hao is going to break through?"

Bai Xianchu followed closely and asked weakly: "Sister Fairy, how strong is Brother Hao?"

Even grandma appeared beside Beigong Linglong. She looked at the saint in surprise and asked, "Miss, have you agreed to not practice?"

Beigong Linglong nodded: "When Brother Hao came out of the sect, he was only at the Ninth Realm of Dao Base, and he had never practiced in nearly a year. Why was this happening?"

Fahai and Kong Derong, who had just finished school, saw this picture and hurriedly walked towards the Qin family manor.

I don't know how long it took.

The spiritual power vortex in the sky disappeared, and the spiritual power vortex in Qin Hao's body also disappeared.

I saw the spiritual power in his dantian slowly condense into a pill.

The process of cultivators forming pills is not fast or slow, one day is missing and three or five days is added.

Three days later in the morning.

The purple air in the sky comes from the east, and hundreds of birds come to watch.

Purple air shrouded Qin Hao's bedroom and slowly fell into the house.

Countless birds sing in unison.

Everyone who stood outside the house for three days and three nights couldn't help but widen their eyes when they saw this scene.

Even the grandmother with the highest cultivation level couldn't help but murmur: "It's a strange phenomenon to form a pill. This time my son-in-law must be shocking."

Beigong Linglong's mouth slightly raised and showed a smile of joy. The expression seemed to be said again, my husband was indeed extraordinary.

Fahai and Kong Derong were also confused, and many strange thoughts emerged in their minds.

I even want to refute it, this senior, my husband is definitely not a monk Daoji!

But feeling the unfathomable cultivation of this old man, they chose to shut up and there would be a result later.

Inside Maple Leaf City.

Countless monks looked at the direction of the mountain village and started to discuss:

"What big move is that senior doing again?"

"It's another day to envy fellow Taoist Kong."

“…”

In the bedroom, Qin Hao's dantian condensed a golden elixir as big as a fist and emitted purple and golden light.

"Is this the best purple gold elixir?"

Qin Hao saw the golden elixir condensed, and the corner of his mouth raised slightly and showed a happy smile.

Generally speaking, the golden elixir is divided into nine grades.

The second is the first rank and the highest is the ninth rank.

There will be a hint of purple on the ninth-grade golden elixir.

But Qin Hao once read in a story novel that there is also a legend of the top-grade purple gold elixir above the ninth grade.

All monks who produce the best purple gold elixir are peerless geniuses.

If it were other monks, I would have been happy.

However, Qin Hao was indeed calm and planned to continue to stabilize his cultivation.

As a salted fish, the grade of the golden elixir is a number for him.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

The originally clear and cloudless sky suddenly became dark clouds.

Grandma shouted when she saw this scene: "Everyone quit the manor, the thunder disaster is coming."

After saying that, she waved her hand and sent all the mortals in the manor out of the manor. At the same time, she also built a defensive formation around the manor to prevent the thunder disaster from affecting other people.

Fortunately, the Qin Family Manor is a unique family and there are no villagers living around. Qin Hao's tribulation here will not affect innocent villagers.

Thunder clouds rolled in the sky, and after a long time, no thunder came, but instead accumulated more and more.

The monks present all started with the Nascent Soul. Seeing this scene, they couldn't help but frown.

The more thunder clouds, the more terrifying the thunder tribulation.

Kong Derong asked in a low voice: "Senior Fahai, did you have so many thunder clouds when you broke through the golden elixir?"

Fahai shook his head: "No, I endured seven thunder tribulations when I broke through the Golden Pill, and the thunder clouds were only half of this. Why did I almost do this when I broke through the Nascent Soul?"

"And Junior Brother Kong, not everyone has thunder tribulation when breaking through the Golden Pill. The lower third-grade elixir cultivator does not have to overcome the tribulation."

The implication is that if the golden elixir trash is born, God is too lazy to split you.

hiss……

Kong Derong took a breath, and he was a little suspicious whether the senior was wrong.
To be continued...