The Lord of Thunder

Chapter 172 The Pain in Li Xinghe's Heart

Xiao Ping'an began to practice again. The Taoist gods in his body worked together with his soul, and he began to improve madly again.

Although he practiced the scriptures of sages, thanks to the special nature of his body, he was able to continue moving forward after completing his practice in each secret realm.

He deeply felt that this effect had actually surpassed the scriptures of the Great Emperor.

At least it surpassed the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art that he had obtained.

He had long since refined his body with thunder, and tempered his flesh and soul with chaotic energy, and his combat power had already far surpassed that of his peers.

Xiao Ping'an was very satisfied with this amazing fighting power.

Coupled with that terrifying speed of cultivation, Xiao Ping'an was confident that he must improve his cultivation as much as possible before the end of this small golden age.

With the idea that time is limited and he needs to practice as quickly as possible, Xiao Ping'an always has a sense of urgency when practicing.

His practice was like a mighty river, constantly surging, breaking through one level after another, and moving forward rapidly on the basis of perfection in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm.

Time flies quickly, and two months passed in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Ping'an's cultivation began to improve again. He felt that he was about to take a new step and overcome the heavenly tribulation again.

It feels so good.

He was intoxicated by the feeling of exploring alone in a realm unknown to anyone.

After practicing for another week, he felt that he could finally take that step.

His eyes were full of joy.

This will be his fourth step into the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm!
His heart was filled with joy. He walked out of his cave, then flew into the sky above the Sea Moon Holy Land and began to transcend the tribulation.

It was another terrible natural disaster, and the boundless sea of ​​thunder submerged it again.

Xiao Ping'an was like a fish in water in this thunder, and he madly tempered his body and soul, as well as his own magic gourd.

Li Xinghe looked at Xiao Ping'an who had returned to Yunfeng, and a look of surprise appeared on his face again: "You made another breakthrough in the Hualong Secret Realm?"

He really didn't expect that Xiao Ping'an would break his cognition again and again.

On the basis of perfect cultivation, he did not enter a new realm. Instead, he overcame heavenly tribulations time and time again, making his foundation extremely solid.

Yes, with Li Xinghe’s knowledge at that time, he had no idea that Xiao Ping’an was exploring alone in an unknown realm.

He thought that Xiao Ping'an wanted to polish each of his secret realms to be extremely solid and build the strongest foundation for his Taoism.

"This kind of talent and this kind of cultivation speed are truly monstrous!" Li Xinghe couldn't help but sigh.

Compared with Xiao Ping'an, Li Xinghe felt like he was really living a dog's life.

Although Li Xinghe also felt that he was very talented and had humbly claimed in front of others that he was not good enough, he could not conceal the arrogance in his heart.

At the beginning he was called a fairy seedling, and later he was called a genius.

After entering the Sea Moon Holy Land, its speed became neither fast nor slow.

Compared with those senior and junior brothers, Li Xinghe can be said to be neither better than the best nor worse than the worst.

After practicing for more than two thousand years, he entered the realm of the King of Slaying. Compared with his brothers and sisters who were stuck in the realm of supreme power, he was lucky.

But compared with his fellow brothers and sisters who were at the great king level, he seemed to lack talent.

Watching Xiao Ping'an grow rapidly, Li Xinghe truly felt that the gap in their strength was getting smaller and smaller.

Perhaps in the near future, this disciple who made him proud would suddenly surpass him in skill.

Li Xinghe had been trapped in the realm of supreme power for two thousand years. Taking advantage of this small golden age, he broke through to the realm of the king of killing in one fell swoop.

There was a gleam of confidence on the old face.

This was the confidence that came from the accumulation of more than 2,000 years, and it was radiant and emerged from the heart. Now after seeing Xiao Ping'an, he really felt that he was living a dog's life.

Now is the Little Golden Age, and there seems to be a revival of the Great Dao, with various special physiques emerging one after another.

Various evildoers also began to show their talents, and more than twenty saint sons and saint daughters emerged explosively from the Haiyue Holy Land, which made him feel really incredible.

It seems as if the heavens are blessing the Haiyue Holy Land.

Especially the talent of the Holy Son of Sea Moon made him feel like an enchantress.

But since he met Xiao Ping'an, he suddenly felt that the Son of Haiyue was so ordinary.

In front of Xiao Ping'an, the Holy Son of Haiyue was just an ordinary talent.

"It's just a fluke that I had some insight!" Xiao Ping'an said respectfully.

Although Xiao Ping'an has also become a Saint Son-level figure, he still pays great attention to his reputation and image in the sect.

In addition to the potential of his personal cultivation strength, as well as various etiquette in dealing with people, Xiao Ping'an tried his best to be convincing and impeccable.

This is not because Xiao Ping'an is hypocritical or too weak.

But in this Haiyue Holy Land, he himself is the beneficiary of various rules.

Although his wings are stronger now, he still does not have the ability to fly alone.

I still need to continue working hard to improve my cultivation.

The Holy Son of Haiyue has been the Holy Son for so many years and has such a good reputation. In addition to his amazing strength, he has also maintained the image of a gentleman.

If Xiao Ping'an hadn't existed, the Holy Son of Haiyue would have been the perfect future Holy Lord in everyone's mind.

Li Xinghe looked at Xiao Ping'an and became happier and happier.

I never thought that when I had the urge to take in a disciple, I would pick up such a great treasure.

He thought again of the two talented disciples he had accepted in the past.

One is the Princess of the Sea Kingdom. She is a princess of a mortal kingdom under the Holy Land of Sea Moon and is born with amazing talent.

Unfortunately, this princess with amazing talent died before she could grow up.

The other one is the disciple he accepted named Wang. He possesses the legendary Divine King Body. This special physique can only be found in big families like the Jiang family and the Ji family. The probability of a mortal being born with a Divine King Body is pitifully small.

It was really lucky that Haiyue Holy Land could accept him as a disciple.

Li Xinghe and Haiyue Holy Land were ecstatic for a while.

As long as that little king can practice and become a great god king, he will definitely have a bright future.

Unfortunately, this disciple who was highly expected by the entire Haiyue Holy Land was hunted down by an unknown force, entered a desolate place, and died inexplicably.

These two excellent seedlings died just like that. Li Xinghe felt heartbroken whenever he thought of them.

Therefore, Li Xinghe can be said to be more attentive to his disciple Xiao Ping'an.

Both openly and secretly, he persuaded the Holy Lord of Sea Moon to strengthen the defense force.

Nowadays, although the Haiyue Holy Land is full of talented people and the security force is somewhat insufficient, the living fossils in the sect are all talking about it with relish and never get tired of it.

Even Lu Wushuang and Ye Qiu, the two supreme elders who were supposed to spend their old age in peace, volunteered to protect Xiao Ping'an.

Holding forbidden weapons and ready to sacrifice their lives at any time, they are truly loyal to the Haiyue Holy Land.

Although these elderly people have limited talent and ability, what they do is truly admirable.

It is precisely because of the contributions of these predecessors from generation to generation that the Haiyue Holy Land has become as prosperous as it is today.

(End of this chapter)