3761: C3761 Peak Intermediate Heavenly Luo Realm

C3761 Peak Intermediate Heavenly Luo Realm

After Yang Bo went out, he looked around. A car came up and Yang Bo sat in it.

Yang Bo raised his head and looked at the driver. This driver was a Meditation Stage warrior. "Are you a cultivator of Secret Realm of Yans Mountain?"

The driver quickly replied, "Senior, this junior is a cultivator of Secret Realm of Yans Mountain!"

Yang Bo nodded and said, Take me home, then you can go back and ask the sect about something. What is the origin of Old Ancestor Chen Bu?"

The driver looked like he was in his thirties. When he heard Yang Bo's question, he looked troubled. "Senior, the mission assigned by the master is for me to help you drive!"

"I may not be able to go back, but I can bring the problem back."

Yang Bo asked, "How?"

The driver held up the phone in his hand and said, "I can make a call!"

Yang Bo choked. He had stayed in Upper Realm for a long time, so he subconsciously forgot about the phone.

What exactly was the origin of Old Ancestor Chen Zheng? Just how high was his cultivation realm? This made Yang Bo very troubled. After all, a cultivation technique that could allow his cultivation to improve so quickly was truly rare!

Yang Bo brought the painting back to his mother's residence. There was no one at home, and Yang Bo did not care. He directly took the painting back to his room.

The Immortal Sleeping Portrait of Chen Bayou was hung up by Yang Bo. He lay on the bed and imitated Chen Bayou's sleeping posture. His eyes were fixed on the painting.

Yang Bo slowly quieted down, and his breathing gradually slowed down.

Light flashed in front of Yang Bo's eyes. He could vaguely feel that the ancestor in the painting was also breathing. However, the process was much slower. Yang Bo unconsciously followed the rhythm of the ancestor and started to breathe.

After a long time, a voice suddenly sounded in Yang Bo's ears, "Young Master Dao, young age, old illness, death and Divinity..."

This voice was deafening. Yang Bo felt that he seemed to have understood something, but it was very vague!

Immediately after, Yang Bo's breathing suddenly stopped. Following the long inhalation of Chen FEMALE's ancestor in the picture, Yang Bo also took in a breath. However, this breath was especially long and lasted for a very long time.

After an unknown period of time, Yang Bo opened his eyes and saw that it was already dark outside the window. There was no sound outside the bedroom.

Yang Bo looked up and saw that the painting, which was originally yellow and slightly black, had now lost its mold. It looked simple and natural, like an ordinary ancient painting.

Yang Bo got up from the bed and stood up. His expression could not help but change slightly, because he felt that the spirit energy in his body was surging. This time's cultivation had pushed his cultivation to the peak of intermediate Heavenly Net Stage realm. He was only one step away from breaking through to late Heavenly Net Stage realm!

Such an outcome really surprised Yang Bo. He never thought that such a situation would occur.

The spiritual energy on Earth was thin. With his cultivation base, if he really improved so much, how much spiritual energy would he consume?

Earth was already in the Cultivationless Age. If he absorbed a large amount of spiritual energy, would it become even more barren and eventually cause all the spiritual energy to disappear?

Yang Bo put away the painting and walked out the door. He saw Lin Lin, Luo Qing, and Hua Qingyun sitting motionlessly on the sofa. When they heard the sound, they all turned back to look.

Lin Lin let out a long sigh, "Why did you sleep for so long?"

Yang Bo looked back and saw that it was already dark outside the window. He had only slept for an entire afternoon.

Luo Qing saw Yang Bo's doubt and opened her mouth to say, When we came back yesterday afternoon, we found out that you were cultivating and didn't dare to disturb you. You've already slept for a day and a night!"

"What kind of cultivation technique did you cultivate? How could there be such a big commotion?"

Yang Bo looked at Luo Qing. "What kind of movement?"

Luo Qing asked. Luo Qing said, "When you cultivate, you are like a wild beast. Every time you breathe, although the sound is not loud, it makes people's heart palpitate. Especially when you are close to the bedroom, it feels like you are close to a wild beast. Even when I am close to it, I feel uncomfortable!"

"You seem to have swept away all the spiritual energy within a thousand square kilometers. Don't you feel that the spiritual energy in the air is very thin?"0

After Yang Bo woke up, he kept feeling that something was not right. When he heard Luo Qing say this, he suddenly realized that the spiritual energy in the surrounding air seemed to have become thinner!

Luo Qing stood up and pulled Yang Bo back.

Yang Bo was slightly stunned and followed her to the balcony.

Luo Qing reached out and pulled open the curtain, "What did you see?"

Yang Bo saw the dark night sky, but when he looked closer, he found that the dark night sky was dim. He immediately came to his senses, "Sandstorm?"

Luo Qing looked at Yang Bo, "The sandstorm came from last night. It just covered the Dijing!"

Yang Bo wanted to deny it, but he immediately realized that the sandstorm was probably caused by him. Because he had absorbed a large amount of spiritual Qi in the air, when the spiritual Qi was sucked out, it would naturally cause the air pressure in the vicinity to drop. Especially when he breathed, it would form a strong suction force. It was the suction force that attracted the sandstorm!

Yang Bo looked out the window and remained silent.

Based on the current condition of Earth, it was necessary to restrict high-level cultivators, because the damage caused by high-level cultivators was too great.

This time, Yang Bo had used the Nine-Storey Pagoda to compress his cultivation base. However, this compression only relied on appearances to confuse the spiritual pressure in this world. His cultivation base did not really decrease, so the harm he had caused this time was very great.

Yang Bo had made up his mind that he wouldn't use the Sleeping Immortal Art here!

Lin Lin did not say anything. She did not think that Yang Bo could attract the sandstorm just by sleeping. She only felt that... The sandstorm had arrived at the right time. This way, Yang Bo wouldn't go out and spend more time with her!

Lin Lin brought the two girls to cook. They did not know what they had said, but the three of them laughed.

Yang Bo picked up his phone and saw that Cao Yuande had called him dozens of times. From yesterday until just now, he could only call back.

Cao Yuande's voice was very urgent, "Yang Bo, where did you go? I called you so many times, why didn't you answer?"

Yang Bo smiled, "I was busy with something. Professor Cao wanted me to help fix the ancient painting, right?"

"I have done some experiments at home. I think I can fix the ancient paintings, but I am not sure about the results. Can you take me there tomorrow?"

Cao Yuande wanted to question him, but when he heard Yang Bo's words, he had no objections. He smiled and said, "Okay, no problem!"

Cao Yuande felt a little guilty. He found out that Yang Bo took the damaged painting away. He thought that Yang Bo was unwilling to return it, but he did not expect Yang Bo to bring it back for experiments. He felt very guilty and should not misunderstand Yang Bo.

- The content came from [Miaow Reading].

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