At this moment, cold sweat broke out on his back. Just a casual wave of the hand! He was a fifth-level cultivator, yet he had no resistance at all. Who exactly were these two old men? Their strength was probably close to his grandfather’s, right? How could people with their cultivation be guarding the gate here?

The skinny old man said disdainfully, “Like father, like son, the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. This grandson of Han Qian is even more useless.”

The fat old man curled his lip and said, “No matter how useless he is, the overall quality of the younger generation in the Knight Temple is still the best in the alliance. You can’t deny that.”

The skinny old man said proudly, “Nonsense, all of them combined can’t compare to my Cai’er.”

The fat old man chuckled, “Little girls always have to get married. Moreover, the boy who just went in wasn’t bad either. He seems to be about the same age as your Cai’er.”

The skinny old man paused, “Fatty, are you looking for a fight?”

The fat old man leaned back in his chair and said, “If you’re really willing to find a place and have a formal duel with me, that’s fine too. But no sneak attacks.”

The skinny old man grunted twice, but sat back in his chair and stopped talking.

In his shock, Long Haochen’s body entered the wall. He felt a powerful suction force surrounding him, constantly tearing at his body from all directions. At this time, he had regained control of his spiritual power and quickly activated it to protect himself.

Just then, a large hand reached out from somewhere, grabbed his shoulder, and gently pulled him. The illusory and dark world suddenly disappeared, and his eyes lit up. Long Haochen had appeared in another place.

This was a place full of birdsong and fragrant flowers. Ahead was what seemed to be a valley, with faint golden mist shrouding its entrance. Trees, shrubs, and flowers grew all around, and the fresh air was invigorating.

The sky was blue with white clouds, and the slightly humid, fresh air caressed his skin, making him feel indescribably comfortable.

The valley entrance was only a hundred meters ahead, and on a steep rock wall on one side were four large characters, “Qi Ling Valley.” (Riding Spirit Valley)

This… this is the Knight Temple’s treasury? Long Haochen stared in disbelief at everything before him. His understanding simply couldn’t comprehend what he was seeing.

“Welcome, young friend.” A deep voice sounded behind Long Haochen.

He quickly turned around and saw an old man standing behind him. It seemed that he was the one who had pulled him over just now. Behind him was a strange light gate.

This light gate was somewhat similar to the Gate of Life released by Chen Ying’er, except that the patterns around the light gate were much more complex, and there were no animal carvings, but rather many ancient elven runes.

“It’s strange, isn’t it?” The old man was tall and slender, with silver hair draped over his back. He wore a simple white robe, and in this beautiful environment, he had a somewhat ethereal feeling. His forehead was broad and his temples full. Although his face had been weathered by the years, his eyes were still bright and piercing. He was of moderate build and not particularly muscular, but he stood there like a towering pillar.

“Greetings, Senior,” Long Haochen quickly gave him a knight’s salute.

The old man smiled slightly and said, “This old man is Yang Haohan, you can call me Grandpa Yang.”

Long Haochen quickly bowed again respectfully, “Hello, Grandpa Yang.”

Yang Haohan smiled slightly, patted him on the shoulder, and said, “Is everything here very strange? Actually, this place wasn’t created by our Knight Temple, but was passed down from the Glorious Era. It was built by the ancient elves. It’s not just our place, the treasures of the other five Great Temples are the same. Simply put, this is another parallel space created by the ancient elven masters by virtue of their control over the principles of heaven and earth, attached to our original space. Later, in the early Dark Ages, it was taken over by our human powers, who made some adjustments and changes, and it became what it is now.”

Although Long Haochen still didn’t quite understand, he had a better idea. Thinking of everything he had seen on Knight Sacred Mountain, he seemed to understand something.

Yang Haohan smiled and said, “Frankly speaking, if our human powers hadn’t mastered some of the wealth left behind by the ancient elven ruins in the Dark Ages, I’m afraid our human race would no longer exist.”

Long Haochen’s heart stirred, but he didn’t ask anything. This was obviously a secret related to the six Great Temples, and if Grandpa Yang wanted to tell him, he would definitely tell him.

“Go ahead, there is your reward in the valley, but there will also be a test waiting for you, so be prepared. After entering the valley, there will be forks in the road. Follow the leftmost fork and you will get your chance.”

“Thank you, Grandpa Yang.” Long Haochen respectfully agreed and walked towards Qi Ling Valley.

The distance of a hundred meters was instantly covered, and he stepped into the thick, light golden mist.

Once inside the mist, Long Haochen’s feeling immediately changed. The previously fresh air suddenly became heavy, and a pressure as heavy as a mountain instantly arrived, making his originally light steps become heavy.

The liquid spiritual power in his body was stimulated to protect him automatically, and a layer of golden halo appeared on Long Haochen’s body surface.

Since breaking through to the fifth level, Long Haochen had clearly felt that his cultivation speed had slowed down. The spiritual power that could be increased by dozens a day had returned to single digits. In about ten days, his current total internal spiritual power was only about two thousand and thirty. On the other hand, due to Haoyue’s evolution, his external spiritual power seemed to have improved a lot.

The battle with Wang Yuanyuan made Long Haochen realize that external spiritual power was also important. Obviously, Wang Yuanyuan’s external spiritual power should be far beyond that of ordinary people. Otherwise, she would not be able to use the Giant Spirit God’s Shield without inlaid components so easily. If it weren’t for Haoyue, he really wouldn’t be her opponent without a comparable weapon.

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Now the operation of liquid spiritual power in his body is very different from before. Before, when he was cultivating, his internal spiritual power revolved around the Sacred Guide Spiritual Stove. But now it has become completely opposite.

The golden liquid spiritual power forms a spiritual power ring, like a moat, quietly surrounding the Sacred Guide Spiritual Stove. And the Sacred Guide Spiritual Stove is slowly rotating. As the liquid spiritual power extracted during Long Haochen’s cultivation increases, it is always thrown out from the Sacred Guide Spiritual Stove and integrated into the liquid spiritual power ring on the outside.

Long Haochen also knew that he couldn’t rush his cultivation. The reason why he could improve dozens of points of spiritual power every day when he was about to break through was because he took the Spirit Gathering Pill given by Lin Xin. The other was because he was constantly stimulating his own potential in battle. After breaking through, the cultivation of liquid internal spiritual power is much more complicated, and at the same time, the potential he has stimulated has been almost exhausted. Steady progress and gradual improvement is the most correct choice. He is only fourteen years old this year, and he has plenty of time.

Long Haochen set himself the goal of attacking the Radiant Knight before he was eighteen and attacking the Temple Knight before he was twenty-five. Impatience is obviously the most undesirable thing. Ye Hua also emphasized this to him many times.

Although the light golden mist has great pressure, Long Haochen can feel with his powerful mental power that the concentration of light elements here is far beyond the outside world. The mist is not composed of humid water vapor, but humid light elements. In other words, the light elements here seem to be directly liquid.

Unfortunately, this is not something Long Haochen can absorb. These light elements do not reject him, but when he just tried to absorb them slightly, the surrounding pressure suddenly increased sharply, almost causing his protective spiritual power to collapse, which frightened Long Haochen to quickly keep his mind and release a Holy Light Cover. This prevented the collapse of his defense.

He dared not make any more changes, but just carefully moved forward.

Before long, the scenery ahead suddenly became clear, while the other directions remained blurred, but a passage appeared on the left.

This passage was only three meters wide, and on both sides were towering cliffs. The cliffs were as smooth as a mirror, and with Long Haochen’s current cultivation, he obviously could not climb up.

This should be it. Long Haochen observed it slightly and walked into the passage.

Out of the range of the golden light mist, his body suddenly became lighter. With the reduction of pressure, Long Haochen felt the internal spiritual power in his body slightly surging.

This passage is not straight, but winding, so he can only see the cliffs and not what is at the end.

Continuing forward along the passage for about a quarter of an hour. Suddenly, more than a dozen forks appeared in front of him. Each fork had cliffs on both sides.

This…, this must not have been formed naturally, otherwise it would be too ingenious. Long Haochen thought secretly while looking at the forks in shock.

What to do? Grandpa Yang didn’t tell me there were forks, how should I choose? Should I choose the leftmost fork again?

Stopping in his tracks, Long Haochen began to think.

Although he is not old, he is calm and did not enter blindly. For some reason, he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Long Haochen carefully recalled what Yang Haohan had said to him before, without letting go of a single word. His strong memory played an important role at this time.

“Grandpa Yang said that I have to pass the test to get the reward. Is this the test or part of the test?” While thinking, Long Haochen immediately sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes.

When passing through the light mist before, his spiritual power had been consumed to a certain extent. Since he was going to face the test, it was obviously very important to maintain the best state.

In this Qi Ling Valley, the light elements are already richer than the outside world. Although the light elements here are not as rich as the rain in the mist just now, they are quite abundant. With the physique of the Son of Light, Long Haochen returned to his peak state in a while.

At this moment, suddenly, Long Haochen’s heart moved slightly, and he felt an extremely pure aura of light elements fluctuate slightly.

“Hmm?”

Long Haochen suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes instantly locked on a direction.

(To be continued)

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