Chapter 725

Boom!

The earth shaking psychic storm is like an angry dragon soaring into the sky, stirring the wind and cloud, making half of the void shake madly. The sound explosion is continuous, and the momentum is extremely frightening.

"Is that... Elder martial brother Shen's cave?!"

"What a terrible smell!"

"This breath... Did elder martial brother Shen step into the sky?"

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Feeling the vast fluctuation between heaven and earth, all the disciples of the school palace felt very strong oppression, and they couldn't help but be shocked. Not only they, even some of the older generation's strong celestial beings, were shocked under this pressure.

"Ma De, rongdao flower is worthy of being a wonder of heaven and earth. It really has such an amazing effect!"

Outside the cave, Zihua holy son looked at the spiritual storm that gradually converged and subsided, and his face could not help showing strong envy and jealousy.

Originally, the realm of the youth was similar to him, even weaker than him. But now, just standing outside the cave, Zihua Shengzi feels a sense of oppression.

Obviously, after refining and melting Daohua, the realm of the former has been greatly improved, which is only one step away from nirvana.

"This evil slave owner, why is the opportunity so great!" Zihua Shengzi looked angry. "He not only robbed my real dragon blood pool, but also won rongdao flower. Now this guy's strength is afraid to be more and more terrible."

Zihua holy son felt a little weak. Before he refined and melted the Tao, he was able to beat him on the ground, not to mention that now he has entered the perfect heaven, and his realm has been greatly improved. I'm afraid it's no less than those top holy sons.

"I don't believe it. My noble Saint blood is really not as good as the aborigines of a wild world!"

Zihua Shengzi was very dissatisfied with it. The devil at the bottom of his heart naturally had a unique pride. Even if he was temporarily suppressed by Ye Hao, he always wanted to surpass the former.

And now, inside the cave.

Ye Hao sat quietly on the futon with his clothes bulging and his black hair windless. Suddenly, his eyes suddenly opened, making the cave seem to flash through two cold electricity. The frightening divine awn crossed the void, and a strange crackling sound came out.

Hoo!

After a long breath, Ye Hao turned his eyes to the front of the futon. There was only a section of rongdao flower with bare roots, which had gradually withered and decayed, no longer divine, and a small piece of dust visible to the naked eye.

"Rongdao flower..."

Staring at the root of rongdao flower floating in the wind, Ye Hao's complex whisper immediately turned out to be a long sigh, and a thick sense of helplessness and disappointment appeared in his eyes.

Because although he refined rongdaohua, his realm was not as perfect as Zihua Shengzi and others thought.

In the bottom of his heart, Ye Hao looked at the life sea. There was a last spiritual vein connected to the human Taoist soul that stood proudly in the purple sea, which was very dazzling. It was this last spiritual vein that made his Taoist soul always have a stiff and astringent feeling. At the same time, it also made his realm a last step away from the real great perfection.

"Damn it! It's only the last one!"

But after that, Ye Hao could not help but clench his fist fiercely, and a strong reluctance appeared on his face. At the same time, he finally understood that although rongdao flower was miraculous, it was divided into seven petals, and there was a limit. It was not like the legend that it would surely enable practitioners of celestial phenomena to step into the realm of great perfection. There were exceptions.

If the power of the seven petals of the Tao is exhausted, and the spiritual pulse of the practitioner has not been fully integrated with the soul of the Tao, the inevitable outcome will be broken.

Of course, this can't blame the world for spreading falsehoods. After all, only a few people have been able to develop more than 45 spiritual veins in the spiritual derivation realm since ancient times, and they are only legendary characters.

Not to mention that among these few people, some people happen to have refined rongdaohua. This probability is too low, so it is very normal for the world to know.

Ye Hao never thought that he had developed too many spiritual veins, which would become a burden one day. If he had not developed 46 spiritual veins, with the power of a Taoist flower, he would be able to push his realm to a great perfection.

Of course, spiritual pulse is the foundation of practitioners. The more the number, the more you will accumulate and give unimaginable feedback in the future practice. This is a good thing that no one will refuse.

However, for Ye Hao, who was eager to be strong, this advantage slowed down his practice and made him feel deeply helpless.

"If there is another rongdao flower, I will be able to enter the sky!"

In silence, Ye Hao could not help but bite his teeth and open his mouth, but soon he smiled bitterly and sighed.

Rongdaohua and other strange things in heaven and earth, he can strive to find one. It is an opportunity against the sky. Where can he find the second one?

"Hey, you don't have to stay so long even if you are promoted to a perfect sky? You can't extricate yourself from joy?"

The Zihua Saint didn't know when to enter the cave. When he saw the young man sitting on the futon without saying a word, he couldn't help laughing and mocking. However, as soon as he spoke, he immediately regretted. Just now, he was jealous, and he even forgot his situation. Now he is not a high zitianzong saint. Everything about him includes his family and life, All in the hands of the evil slave owner in front of us.

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The son of Zihua regretted that it was not unreasonable. When Ye Hao, who was already depressed, heard the strange words, he got up and rushed out without saying a word. His strength soared in his body and beat the son of Zihua directly on the ground.

Although he has not completely entered the heaven, after refining and melting the Taoist flowers, Ye Hao has also integrated 45 spiritual veins into the Taoist soul, and the realm has also improved unimaginably than at the beginning. Therefore, the Zihua Holy Son has little power to fight back, so he was directly beaten black and blue, and repeatedly begged for mercy.

After venting for a while, Ye Hao was too lazy to waste time with the son. He went straight out of the cave and went to the ancestral land of the school palace. At present, there was the last spiritual pulse. He could only turn to the two supreme masters of the school palace to see if there was any better way. After all, if he practiced step by step, it would take more than ten years to refine the last spiritual pulse completely.

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In ancestral land, when Yan Shenggong and Li Taibai saw the boy coming, their faces were filled with emotion and smiles. However, before their congratulatory words were exported, they were shocked by the facts that Ye Hao said next.

"You... What did you say?"

"How dare you develop 46 spirit veins in the spirit derivation realm?!"

"A legendary rongdao flower can't push your realm to the sky. You're really a... Little monster!"

Whether it is Sheng Gong Yan or Li Taibai, the corners of his eyes are twitching slightly at the moment, and his heart can't help but set off a storm, which can't be calm at all.