Chapter 248: Nine Days and Nine Layers, Beyond the Past and Present

tower! tower! tower!
Liang Hui walked on the rubble and came to the ruins of the house.

The dust settled, revealing shattered flesh and blood.

Crossing the ground covered with blood and flesh, he came to a corpse with barely the upper body still attached.

With a slight wave of his hand, a gray cloth bag flew out from the corpse and landed in Liang Hui's palm.

"Storage bag? It will be much more convenient to do things in the future."

The boy whispered in his mind and put his consciousness into the bag.

When he saw the items inside clearly, the corners of his mouth lifted and a smile appeared.

As expected of a big family in Yinyan City, there are quite a few precious medicines and magical instruments in their storage bags.

He casually put the storage bag into his arms.

Turn around!

Looking at the three figures that appeared in the corner at some point, one old, one middle-aged and one woman.

Liang Hui suppressed the smile on his face and looked at the middle-aged man standing in the middle, wearing feather robes.

"City Lord? I seem to have disturbed you."

“Qing Cang, the noise we made was too loud.” The young man in feathered clothes sighed. Although his expression was dignified, his eyes were full of shock.

The young man in front of him has reached the third level of foundation building.

Since he embarked on the path of cultivation as a teenager, in just two nights and one day, he has accomplished what many people would take years or even decades to accomplish.

It was so shocking that it seemed unreal to him, like a dream.

It was once speculated that this might be the last struggle of the human race's luck, but this struggle was too strong.

The moment the man in feathered clothes opened his mouth, Liang Hui already knew the choice of the top leaders of Yinyan City, or the choice of the human leaders of this world.

He stepped forward and came in front of the man in feathered robes.

"After all, the Guan family has a cultivator at the sixth level of foundation building, so it will be a bit troublesome to deal with."

"By the way, City Lord and two elders, I'm sorry to bother you with the follow-up of the Guan family."

"Are you so sure that we will help you cover up instead of capturing you?"

The boy grinned but did not answer.

He took another step and walked towards the Guan family's house.

The city lord looked at the young man's receding back, and when he was about to disappear from his sight, he spoke in a low voice:
"Qingcang, the stone house in the east area of ​​Yinyan City is too small. You can go to the City Lord's Mansion to practice. We will provide all the resources."

Liang Hui paused slightly, then disappeared from the sight of the three people.

Only a barely perceptible whisper came along with the breeze.

"I see!"

With the departure of the young man, only the city lord and two elders were left there.

At this moment, Yundi and the old man in yellow robe withdrew their gaze from the bloody remains not far away.

She opened her mouth and looked at the man in feathered robe, but didn't know how to start.

After a long time, a hoarse voice came from the old man's mouth.

"City Lord, the ancestor of the Guan family should be at the sixth level of foundation building."

"Yes, the sixth level of foundation building."

The man in feathered clothes looked up at the sky, and the fatigue in his eyes disappeared a little.

On the other side, Liang Hui went directly to the City Lord's Mansion.

He found a spacious courtyard and moved in.

He sat cross-legged in the courtyard, took out the precious medicine and rare stones he got from the Guan family, and prepared to go into seclusion.

All the bedbugs have been killed.

As for the resources for cultivation, with the support of the City Lord's Mansion and the gains of the Guan family, there will be no shortage of resources in the short term.

It is just right to enhance the strength of this body. After all, the stronger the body of the Heavenly Demon Realm is, the greater the damage caused to this world by the knowledge gained.

Moreover, he also wanted to experience the true strength of these two demon kings.

Liang Hui stopped thinking and recovered from the energy consumed in the previous fight, preparing to adjust his condition to the best before starting to break through.

I didn’t realize how much time passed during my practice. In the blink of an eye, eight days had passed.

The city lord came several times and gave Liang Hui the corresponding training resources of "Xuanyin Yuefa", so that his retreat was never interrupted.

In the bedroom, the moonlight was floating everywhere, making the figure sitting cross-legged on the bed look blurry and mysterious.

Liang Hui sensed his body and felt nine levels of Dao foundation floating in his abdomen.

The Dao base is silver in color, and Dao patterns composed of moonlight are engraved on it, which is mysterious and profound.

Moreover, his physical strength has increased more than ten times compared to eight days ago.

But the most important thing is the improvement of his potential. His blood and bones turned silver, and he was closer to the moonlight, stars, and the mysterious yin energy.

If the potential of the sixth-level Dao foundation is enough to attempt to form a pill, then forging a ninth-level Dao foundation will generate a unique physique.

breathe~breath~
With every breath, all the moonlight in the room was swallowed into his mouth and nose.

The young man slowly opened his eyes, and in an instant the dim room became bright again.

Those were a pair of silver eyes, with the coldness and ruthlessness unique to the bright moon.

However, these silver eyes quickly returned to normal black and white.

Liang Hui looked at the brown sky and sighed in his heart.

"It's a pity to miss this path of cultivation."

A path of cultivation that could potentially lead to reaching the divine veins, and was extremely outstanding at the foundation-building level, was cut off.

I don’t know if there will be a chance to complete it through dreams.

He stood up, put on the silver cloak given by the city lord, carried a sword obtained from the Guan family, and walked out the door.

Liang Hui looked forward, past the wall and the door, and saw the graceful figure leaning against the tree trunk.

He took a step forward and walked towards the door.

Crunch!

The door was opened and a gentle voice came from the courtyard.

"Elder Yundi, what brings you here?"

"Qingcang, the city lord is calling...to summon us." Yundi looked at the slender figure, and the words on her lips stuttered unconsciously.

What appeared in her sight was a face with eyebrows as black as a painting, sideburns as sharp as a knife, and soft lines.

He is a little feminine, but extremely handsome, and unforgettable at first sight.

The mystery and nobility emanating from the body make people unconsciously want to explore it, but they are also afraid of the indifference that comes from the soul.

"I know, please wait here, Elder."

Liang Hui gently stroked the hilt of the knife and came to the woman's side.

"Lead the way."

"it is good!"

Yundi responded and walked forward.

Liang Hui followed and the two walked side by side.

Along the way, Yundi looked at the young man's figure. He was not tall or strong, but he made her feel relaxed from the bottom of her heart.

It seemed as if being with him, I didn't need to worry about anything.

The oppression she had felt because of her ethnic group since she was old enough to understand things gradually dissipated at this moment.

With the speed of the two of them, they soon arrived in front of an ancient courtyard.

Yundi pointed forward.

"Qingcang, Lord City Lord, please wait in the courtyard."

Liang Hui nodded.

He strode forward, opened the door and walked in.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I saw a stone table and stone chair placed in the middle, and a man in feathered clothes sitting on the stone chair.

"City Lord, what do you want from me?"

Liang Hui came to the opposite side of the man in feathered clothes and sat down without any hesitation.

He stretched out his hand, rubbed the teacup on the table, and felt the warmth coming from his palm.

The man in feathered robe carefully looked at the boy's drastically changed appearance, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Ninth level of foundation building?"

"Jiutian, ninth level of foundation building?"

(End of this chapter)