Not long after, Shi Mengqi returned, her expression had returned to normal, and her face was beaming with a happy smile, because there was a colorful little bird on her shoulder.

This little bird has very bright and intelligent eyes. Its feathers are blue, red, and purple, and it has a red feather on its head that looks like a rooster's comb.

Wang Hao raised an eyebrow and asked curiously, "Where did this little bird come from? It's quite pretty." As he spoke, he stretched out a finger, wanting to tease it.

"hiss."

Wang Hao's finger was pecked by a bird, and he felt a slight pain, as if he had been pricked by a silver needle. This surprised him, considering that he was already at the peak of the mid-stage of the Spiritual Awareness Realm.

However, he couldn't dodge the colorful little bird's "sneak attack." Most importantly, he was actually pecked and hurt. Although it didn't pluck his feathers or cleanse his marrow, an ordinary bird could never cause Wang Hao any pain.

"Interesting." A glint of light flashed in Wang Hao's eyes, while the little bird raised its tiny head in a very human-like manner, looking quite smug.

Shi Mengqi smiled and patted the bird's head, then said, "I just found a primitive tribe. They pointed me in the right direction. Just follow the river."

"There should be a small village or town about twenty miles away. Once we get there, we can figure out how to get home!"

Wang Hao's expression brightened, and he said, "Looks like we're in luck. Let's go home. I'm really craving your cooking!"

"Tch, you're dreaming." Although Shi Mengqi said this, she was secretly overjoyed. Then the two of them and the bird headed downstream.

......

Kunlun Mountains, Valley of Hell.

At this moment, there are already dozens of large excavating machines and hundreds of robots here, tirelessly digging deeper into the Valley of Hell.

However, apart from digging out some fragments of the dragon pillar, there was nothing else to be found, including the Sword Mountain and the sea, which had all disappeared.

Chi Tu and Yin Yi had already left this place. They knew that even with today's advanced technology, it was impossible to explain what they had seen before.

The longsword could fly, attack enemies autonomously, and even combine with other weapons—this was simply unbelievable, especially when Yin Yi saw Wang Hao activate the crimson gauntlets.

He was stunned; it completely overturned his worldview and understanding, and at the same time, it rekindled his interest in breathing techniques.

The large-scale excavation of the Kunlun Mountains by various forces has alarmed the government and military. However, after a week of digging, nothing has been found except for the ruins of the main hall.

The Chinese government has issued a strict order prohibiting their actions and has also warned all parties that if they dare to open up the mountains without the government's consent, they will face the most severe punishment.

For a time, all forces quieted down, not daring to cross the government's bottom line. They were not arrogant enough to stand up to the government, and even the top financial tycoons did not dare to provoke the government.

However, not long after the Kunlun Mountain incident subsided, another incident occurred in Shennongjia. It was said that a sacred tomb had been unearthed, and strange phenomena were observed, alarming various forces.

However, given the previous warnings from the government, no force dared to act too recklessly, and the Earth, which had just calmed down, began to see undercurrents again.

However, Wang Hao and Shi Mengqi had returned to their house two days earlier and spent two quiet days studying the mysteries of the Wujian Divine Sword and the Yin-Yang Xuan Tie Sword Embryo.

"You're starting work tomorrow, do you want me to go with you this afternoon to buy you a more formal outfit?"

After lunch, Shi Mengqi washed the dishes while carefully asking questions. Although she was wearing a large apron, her impressive figure was still undeniable.

Wang Hao sat in the living room, cultivating as he replied with a smile, "No need to trouble yourself. You know I don't like wearing those suits; they make me feel very uncomfortable. Let's just have a good rest today."

"This afternoon I will teach you a set of sword techniques and a set of sword formations. Practice them well then. Although the Boundless Divine Sword is damaged and has lost all its spiritual power, it is still incredibly powerful."

Looking at the Yin-Yang Profound Iron Sword Embryo and the Boundless Divine Sword in the corner, Wang Hao felt a surge of excitement and also conceived the idea of ​​refining weapons and pills.

However, to refine weapons or pills, one must have a complete furnace. Moreover, with his current strength, he can refine some simple, low-grade pills.

As for the materials, Wang Hao felt that Xia Xiaoyi or Chi Tu should be able to handle it, and refining some low-level pills shouldn't be a problem.

"Where did you learn swordsmanship? I never knew you could use a sword before."

In the afternoon, Shi Mengqi looked at the two sword techniques handwritten by Wang Hao with great amazement. Each move had detailed annotations, and there were also lifelike drawings of little figures dancing with swords.

The first set of sword techniques was called the Heavenly Heart Sword Technique, which was the one that Chi Tu used when he fought against Yin Yi. Wang Hao not only memorized the sword moves, but also made some modifications.

This sword technique is more suitable for Shi Mengqi to cultivate. It has a total of twelve moves and its power is comparable to Xuan-level martial arts. When it is performed with the Wujian Divine Sword, its power can be raised to another level.

The second technique is a sword formation for two people called the Hunyuan Taiji Sword Formation. It requires a man and a woman with extremely good coordination to form the formation by standing in different positions.

Shi Mengqi planned to practice the Heavenly Heart Sword Technique first, since the Hunyuan Taiji Sword Formation required two people to practice together, as Wang Hao was currently studying the Nine Ancestors Heavenly King Scripture.

"This manual says that a Yellow Realm martial artist can only cultivate a maximum of thirty-six meridians, but I think it's more than that," Wang Hao murmured to himself, then took out a few sheets of white paper and a paintbrush.

While making calculations, he scribbled on paper, hoping that Shi Mengqi could break through her limits and cultivate the techniques of her predecessors, at most just repeating that person's path.

Therefore, one must transcend these limitations and forge one's own path. Only in this way will the path of cultivation in the future be filled with infinite possibilities.

The day passed quickly, and by evening, Wang Hao had only deduced two meridians, enabling the Nine Ancestors Heavenly King Scripture to open up thirty-eight meridians in the Yellow Realm.

"Squeak squeak".

A clear, crisp cry interrupted their thoughts. Only then did Wang Hao and Shi Mengqi recover from their cultivation. It was nearly eight o'clock in the evening.

Wang Hao turned his head and saw the colorful little bird perched on Shi Mengqi's fragrant shoulder, using its fluffy little head to whine and beg for dinner.

This little bird was naturally the same one they had encountered in the rainforest. Shi Mengqi had seen it being chased by an eagle and, feeling sorry for it, had rescued it.

Unexpectedly, after that, he stuck to Shi Mengqi and followed her all the way from the rainforest back to their home.

"Wang Hao, we've got a lead. Should we go hunt them down?!"

Around 10 o'clock, Chi Tu called to tell Wang Hao that they had discovered the gunmen's hideout.