The few of them had a feast of pheasant and wine and chatted for most of the day. They only bid farewell when the moon was bright and the stars were sparse.
Although they had just met, the few of them felt like old friends at first sight.
In the end, Yang Guo and his wife still did not agree to let Liu Hao take Yang Bingxuan as his disciple. After all, they only had one daughter, and they were also reluctant to part with her.
Liu Hao also understood, but before he said goodbye, he said that if there was anything in the future, he could come to Shaoliang City to find him at any time. He could also send a message to him through any of the residences.
He would definitely rush over as soon as possible to help.
When Liu Hao said this, he was very sincere. Yang Guo could hear it.
Moreover, he also believed that Liu Hao was sincere in taking Yang Bingxuan as his disciple. It was just that he was reluctant to do so, and he also believed that he could teach Yang Bingxuan. After all, he was only at the Foundation Establishment stage. As grandmasters, how could they not teach a child to enter the Foundation Establishment stage?
Liu Hao was not in a hurry. Immortal cultivation was not like martial arts. It did not have to start when one was young.
Of course, it was better to start when they were young, but as long as their comprehension ability was good, a few years later would not affect them.
Feng Qingyang also left. He had originally come from Mount Hua to take a look at the western desert. He wanted to feel the nature of the world and see if he could advance further.
He had been stuck at Rank-1 Grandmaster for many years. Becoming a Great Grandmaster had always been his dream.
It was just that it was too difficult for a grandmaster to advance to a great grandmaster.
There was a grandmaster ranking in the martial arts world. There were as many as a hundred people on the ranking, and there were many grandmasters who were not on it.
There was also a ranking for martial grandmasters, but there were only 20 seats.
In some years, these twenty seats might not even be filled, which meant that there were very few martial grandmasters.
A martial grandmaster had to comprehend nature, feel the heart of heaven, and convert internal strength into true qi. There were not many who could do this.
Feng Qingyang's trip to the northwest desert was to experience it personally and experience it well.
When they bid farewell, they didn't make an appointment when they would meet again. Liu Hao knew that if they were fated to meet again, they would meet again. If they weren't fated, then they would just disappear.
Liu Hao did not use any movement divine abilities. Instead, he slowly descended the mountain. He was also comprehending nature. As an immortal cultivator, he placed even more importance on comprehending the Heavenly Dao and the heart of the heavens.
When the Sword Dao providence was injected into the Nascent Soul, the Nascent Soul grew stronger and a sword seemed to have appeared on the Nascent Soul's small hand.
The Nascent Soul was small to begin with, only slightly larger than an ordinary person's fist. The sword was even smaller.
Moreover, the sword was only in its embryonic form. It was illusory and hazy, and it was obvious that it could not be used yet.
However, Liu Hao had already understood that this sword was a sword of fate, a sword formed from the fate of the Sword Dao.
When it was fully formed, it represented the sword path of this world, and its power was endless.
However, it was very difficult to completely form it. He needed to continue comprehending Sword Dao until he reached great success.
"There will always be a way out. Everything depends on fate.”
Liu Hao's state of mind cultivation was very good in this life. Compared to his previous life, he pursued a higher realm. In this life, he paid more attention to governing by doing nothing. As long as the water flowed smoothly, he would have what he needed.
Unknowingly, they had reached the foot of the mountain. There was a small village at the foot of the mountain.
Looking at the villagers 'clothes and decorations, Liu Hao was sure that he should be in the Great Ming Country.
The clothing culture of each country was slightly different, so it was not difficult to distinguish them.
After asking around, he found that this place was not far from Emei, only a few hundred miles away.
"Looks like it's time to go to Emei." Liu Hao muttered to himself as he left the village.
In order to avoid that clingy Xuan Yang girl, he had aimlessly come to the Great Ming Dynasty, met Yang Guo, his wife, and Feng Qingyang, and even found a good seedling. It could be considered fate.
Liu Hao couldn't help but smile when he thought of Zhou Zhiruo's appearance.
Ever since he grew up in Emei, he had been practicing martial arts all the time. He was not only inexperienced in the world, but he had also not entered the world.
Hence, Zhou Zhiruo hadn't changed at this moment. She was pure and simple, and everything was maintained in the most beautiful way.
It was also because of this that when he first met Zhou Zhiruo, he had only spoken a few words to her, but he had already been touched.
What people lacked, they would want.
Liu Hao felt that perhaps it was because he had seen through Zhou Zhiruo too clearly that he was moved by her simplicity.?
Feeling the wonder of fate, he left the nameless village, measured the earth step by step, and walked from the bright moon to the rising sun.
Liu Hao didn't care about the specific direction, nor did he increase his speed. Sometimes, he would pass through the forest, and sometimes, he would step into the official road and walk alongside the people.
Everything was so natural.
At the second sunset, Liu Hao finally entered Changle City within the Great Dynasty.
After two days of living in the open, although Liu Hao didn't feel tired, his clothes were already stained with a lot of dust and dew.
After finding an inn, Liu Hao took a bath and changed his clothes. He tipped the waiter some money and asked him to buy a set of Ming Dynasty clothes.
His entire person became fresh and clean again. His face was like jade, and his body emitted a strong scholarly aura. He looked like a good young master.
When he asked which restaurant was the best in the city, Liu Hao went straight to it.
He wasn't hungry, he was just craving.
Although he knew that the chefs here couldn't be compared to Dong Mei, it shouldn't be a problem for him to eat it. It wouldn't be as difficult to swallow as it was in the Sky Mountain Sword Sect.
In Liu Hao's eyes, the Sky Mountain Sword Sect was really bitter.
At night, Changle City was also quite lively, with many pedestrians coming and going.
Changle City was a medium-sized city with about 50,000 residents.
Great Ming had been in a state of peace and stability for nearly a hundred years, so the residents in the city could live and work in peace and contentment. It was also considered relatively prosperous.
Although the city had all the necessary facilities and industries, it was a little smaller.
The Changle Pavilion had the same name as the city. It was the most high-end restaurant in Changle City. The dishes were exquisite and the taste was excellent. The only drawback was that it was expensive.
Those who could come here to spend money were basically the wealthy families of Changle City. Ordinary people could not afford it.
Liu Hao found a window seat on the third floor and sat down. From there, he could see half of Changle City.
He asked the waiter to recommend a few of the best dishes in the restaurant and asked for a pot of aged wine.
Just the amount he spent this time was enough for an ordinary family of three to eat for a month.
The taste of the food was indeed not bad. For Liu Hao to say that it was not bad, it was considered very good.
As he was enjoying the delicacies, he suddenly heard some voices from the side. The voices were light and heavy, and they vaguely carried the words of the Emei Ming Cult.
Liu Hao's heart moved, and the Earthly Hearing Technique moved from his heart.
"Have you heard? The Ming Cult is going to attack the Emei Sect."
"How could I not have heard of it? It's been a hot topic for the past few days.”
"The Ming Cult is full of experts. How can a mere Emei Sect resist them?”
"You don't know this, right? Although the Emei Sect is only one sect, it has allies.”
"Shaolin, Wudang, Kunlun, Kongtong, Huashan, and Emei, the six major sects are completely capable of fighting against the Ming Cult when they join forces.”
"But the Ming Cult has the imperial court behind them."
"The martial arts world is the martial arts world. Even the imperial court can't interfere in the martial arts world's affairs. Otherwise, they will be attacked by everyone.”
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Listening to their conversation, Liu Hao also knew the current problems that Emei was facing.
The Ming Cult had indeed made a move against Emei. This time, it was not a small matter. The Ming Cult had practically turned out in full force.
The Left and Right Emissaries of Light, the Four Great Dharma Protectors, the Five Rogues, and the Five Banner Division were all mobilized. It was as if they were going to completely destroy Emei.
However, Emei was not a pushover. If Emei was in trouble, the other sects would come together to fight against the enemy.
Although the Ming Cult was a national religion of the Ming Dynasty, it was considered a cult in the martial arts world.
The six great sects were all famous righteous sects, so they naturally faced each other hand in hand.
Everyone understood the principle of losing the lips and losing the teeth.
Therefore, it seemed like the Ming Cult was attacking Emei, but it was actually a contest between the righteous and evil forces in the martial arts world of the Great Ming Country.
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