I wonder how Zhongli Tingzhou is doing now, whether he is the same as him.

After the master did not respond, Gao Han's mind suddenly appeared the figure of Zhongli Tingzhou. If the opponent he was facing was a wild giant beast, he might be facing the same situation as him now.

In the constant repetition of the same actions, there is constant disappointment, constant rising up, and constant disappointment again.

Gao Han suddenly had an idea and said with lowered eyebrows: "Master, do you know what is happening in Tingzhou now?"

"Do you want to know?" At this moment, Tian Dao responded, and the voice came from high in the sky.

"I do." Gao Han replied immediately.

"Oh, that will satisfy you."

After he finished speaking, the person still didn't show up. Gao Han keenly noticed that there was something wrong with the space. He turned his head and saw a scene behind him that was like sand gathering into a tower. A mirror was slowly forming in the air. The other end of the mirror was milky white and nothing could be seen. But after a while, the milky white mirror slowly showed the picture.

"Look, but only for half a quarter of an hour."

Gao Han stared at Zhongli Tingzhou in the mirror without blinking. He had his back to him, and it was unclear whether he didn't know or didn't see what was behind him.

In front of him was a huge wild beast with ferocious facial features and abnormally large limbs. If the mirror was not high enough, it would not even be able to reflect the entire body of the wild beast.

Gao Han's attention was not on this wild giant beast. His eyes were fixed on Zhongli Tingzhou who had his back to him. Although he could not see his front, his tattered clothes revealed all the information.

The blood-stained clothes, torn sleeves and hems, etc., with clots of even dried blood, it was unclear whether they were his own or that of the wild beast, but there was a high probability that they were his.

This was the first time Gao Han saw Zhongli Tingzhou in such a miserable state. Even though he didn't see his face, he could imagine how difficult the situation he encountered this time was.

The wild beast roared angrily, and the roar seemed to be heard even from his side. The deafening sound even caused the space to shake slightly.

The wild giant beast then dug the ground madly and rushed towards Zhongli Tingzhou with its limbs at an extremely fast speed. Its ferocious facial features were getting closer and closer on the screen, almost filling the entire screen. If Zhongli Tingzhou's figure was not white, it would be almost invisible.

The next second, Gao Han did not see Zhongli Tingzhou's powerful performance. He drew his sword, but the wild beast was faster and more durable than him, and knocked him away as soon as they met.

Gao Han finally saw the front of Zhongli Tingzhou.

His handsome facial features were stained with blood, and half of his face was covered with dense scars. The blood had dried and hung on his face like flesh turned inside out. His lips were dry and pale, as if he had been soaked in water for a long time and dried by the wind. He no longer looked like the enchanting man he used to be.

He had never seen Zhongli Tingzhou in such an embarrassed state before, even when he had met someone stronger than them before.

Zhongli Tingzhou, who was knocked away, seemed to have become accustomed to this intensity of injury. He quickly rolled up from the ground, swung his sword again and again, rushed forward again and again, and was knocked away again and again.

The clothes on his body had long been torn into rags, and he seemed to be very skilled in changing into a new set of clothes.

Maybe the white robe was gone, this time he changed into a black robe. Under the cover of the wind and sand, his eyes were shining with brilliance and unusually bright.

The mirror then disappeared.

"What do you think after reading this?" Tian Dao Master's voice came from above, "Compared to him, you should be much happier."

"This is the path he chose. I have always believed that there is no shortcut to becoming strong. Otherwise, I would not come here, and he would not go to the Manyuan Continent." Gao Han's expression remained unchanged, and his eyes were more determined than before he saw Zhongli Tingzhou.

"It's good that you have this idea. Go on." Master Tiandao's voice disappeared again.

Gao Han took a deep breath and looked at Youmo. What was wrong with the standing still fighting style? Since he was swinging the sword, he couldn't change Youmo's physique, but he could change his own sword.

Time passes by little by little.

In the ghostly demonic realm, there was neither day nor night, and Gao Han could only roughly tell how many days had passed by feeling.

It’s been about a month and a half, and I have used up all the equipment I had, so I couldn’t last two months.

After the ghost demon escaped, it continued to attack him tirelessly.

Gao Han dodged and swung his sword at the same time. After a month and a half, he still hadn't really figured out the trick to killing the ghost demon, but his cultivation was more solid than a month and a half ago. Half a month ago, he broke through to the early Nascent Soul stage.

The meridians in his body are wider than before and can accommodate more spiritual power. Every time he swings his sword from now on, he will be able to unleash a more powerful force. Although this will cause his spiritual power to be lost faster and he will enter a period of fatigue faster, the only thing on his mind is to become stronger, even though he is extremely tired now.

When he staggered, the ghost seized the opportunity and rushed over, but Gao Han subconsciously swung his knife.

This knife had become a conditioned reflex, and a powerful spiritual power suddenly burst out. For some unknown reason, the meridians that had been dry suddenly surged with a huge amount of energy.

He persisted for such a long time, and even though he was extremely tired, he did not give up the knife in his hand. He used his strongest force in every strike, but he had never felt as strong as he did at this moment.

The knife also made a low humming sound, which made his wrist holding the knife tremble slightly. The surrounding spiritual energy at this moment rushed into Gao Han's body like crazy.

In a place where no one could see, inside Gao Han's body, a pitch-black spiritual root, which was usually dormant, suddenly lit up at this moment.

"Huh?" High in the sky, Tiandao, who was watching this scene, made an inaudible sound of doubt.

Gao Han only felt that the knife in his hand was becoming lighter and lighter. After he swung the knife out, he actually saw thin silk threads in the air. None of these threads were entangled, like two parallel lines, never crossing.

This scene only lasted for less than a breath and disappeared in an instant, but he noticed it.

Some of these thin threads penetrated into his body, while the ghost demon on the opposite side kept changing its speed but never touched these thin threads once.

Gao Han's eyes sank and he quickly stepped back, putting some distance between himself and the ghost.

The ghost demon, who was originally not afraid of his sword, actually avoided the sword on his own initiative this time, as if he had gained wisdom in an instant.

Gao Han supported himself on the ground with a single sword, his eyes calmly staring at the ghost demon in front of him. He could no longer see the thin threads, but the fleeting ray of light was still firmly in his mind. With this light, it didn't matter if he couldn't see the thin threads.

A cloud of dust instantly rose up from under his feet, and the whole person flew out like a ray of light.

He slashed with his sword without hesitation. With this sword, the space seemed to be torn apart. Those thin threads appeared again, although they only flashed by once again. This time, the sword light swept over these thin threads at a low altitude and hit the dodging ghost demon.

With a "whoosh", the knife no longer passed through the body harmlessly. The sound made by this knife was the same as if it hit the flesh.

The ghost demon let out a very faint scream, and then disappeared between heaven and earth.

Gao Han wiped the knife on the ground, raised his head and let out a long breath. He was sweating profusely and looked extremely embarrassed, but his eyes were extremely bright, just like the Zhongli Tingzhou he saw in the mirror that day.

He did it, he finally succeeded.

He didn't know how much time had passed, he only knew that he had finally done it.

He swings hundreds of swords every day, and each blow is struck with all his strength. I'm afraid that the number of swords he has swung during this period of time has exceeded ten thousand.

The Heavenly Sword appeared silently beside him.

Gao Han noticed the presence of his master after a moment, and turned around with a bright smile, "Master, I did it. What time is it now?"

Tian Dao looked at him with a complicated expression and confusion in his eyes, "One and a half months, you actually did it within two months, half a month earlier than what your master said." To call him a genius is an understatement.

"How did you do that?" he asked.

Gao Han was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "I don't know either, it was just a sudden epiphany."

天刀深深的看了他一眼，“真要是这样，你可真是上天的宠儿。”

高寒犹豫了一下，“弟子还看到一些奇怪的丝线。”

听到这句话，天刀不由吃惊，“你连规则之线也能看到？”

“规则之线？”高寒诧异。

“这些细丝线也可以说是构成灵天大陆的东西，我们称之为规则，你连居然连这个都能看到，连为师都想嫉妒你的天赋了。”天刀一脸感慨，他现在有点理解，年轻时那些嫉妒自己的人是什么想法了。

在元婴期就能看到构成灵天大陆的规则之线能有几个，在天刀的记忆里，一个也没有。

高寒：“……”

天刀又说：“这话别说出去，为师怕你会被别人围殴，既然你已经能斩杀幽魔，不代表你接下来会轻松，给你一个时辰歇息，一个时辰之后，做好心准备。”

高寒：“……是。”

高寒马上开始恢复灵力，那两刀虽然强大，爆发了强大的力量，但是对身体和灵力的负荷却很重。

在一个时辰后，天刀师尊果然引出两头幽魔，一旦见他表现出一丁点轻松的苗头，就马上此出第二头，到后面，慢慢的叠加到十头以上。

本以为能轻松一点的高寒，不到一天时间，就比那一个半月更加狼狈了。

幽魔的速度本来就不慢，多头一起上，出现手忙脚乱的频率就会增加，一旦出现错漏，马上就被幽魔抓住机会攻击。

现在的高寒不比当日的钟离庭洲好多少，幸亏身上一身黑，有血也看不出来，但全程下来却必须高度集中精神。

好在，在那连续挥刀一个半月后，他每次出刀都会全力以赴，到挥刀斩出，几乎已经形成一种本能的习惯。

在这样高强度的战斗下，接连一个月后，他已经能习惯二十头幽魔同时攻击的节奏。

一天，幽魔境的黑雾似乎淡了一下，头顶的天空依旧灰蒙蒙的，但视线已经能看得更远。

“看来你已经习惯了这个强度。”天刀师尊笑呵呵的声音在幽魔境上空响起。

高寒闻言头皮一紧，每次师尊的声音出现，都代表他又要经验一场如地狱般的杀戮。

“一个时辰后，重新开始。”

高寒立刻抓紧时间休息，他已经连续战斗了许多天，这次他有意识的计算着，知道大概已经过去一个月了，也就是说，他进入幽魔境，已经有两个半月，距离万仙道，只剩下三个半月。

时间很紧迫，他的战力虽然呈直线上升，但是修为却没有涨多少，现在还卡在元婴中期，这种慢吞吞的升级方式，自打到灵天大陆以来，却是第一次。

一个时辰后，天刀师尊果然抓来了两头比上一拨实力更强的幽魔出来。

这些幽魔在他手里拼命的挣扎着，被丢下后，立刻逃走，他们有上拨的幽魔所不具备的部分智慧，不过一闻到弱者的血肉气息，这些幽魔黑雾里却露出一双泛光的森然眼睛。

幽魔境里刮起几道疾风，瞬间冲向高寒。

高寒条件反射的挥出一刀。

刀光破空而去，原来迎刃而上的幽魔，在靠近的那一刹那，仿佛感应到这一刀的威胁，瞬间退开，但仍然迟了一步，刀刃正中幽魔，幽魔发出一声更凄厉的尖叫便消散了。

另外两头幽魔警惕万分，不敢再贸然前进。

天刀见状，便又放出一头幽魔。

两头幽魔发现他们又多了一个同伴，可三方夹击，顿时不再顾忌，直接从三面发起攻击。

这些幽魔跟上一拨可不同，实力强大，真要被它们击中，高寒怀疑自己可能会马上得重伤，因此不敢大意。

就在他为了变强而努力的时候，远在蛮原大陆的钟离庭洲，也正在观看一面镜子。

“看清楚了吗，他现在比你还努力，居然在短短两个半月内就能袭杀幽魔境的幽魔，果然是奇才。”紫霄上人笑着说道。

钟离庭洲沉吟地盯着镜子里，在几头幽魔的包围下，不断变幻着身影，且不断挥刀，只要有一丝空隙，他就能挥刀而出。

每次只要挥刀，必能击中一头幽魔，他的刀，他的手，仿佛变成一架精准的仪器。

“看完了，现在有什么感想？”

“有。”钟离庭洲眼睛发亮地盯着镜子。

“什么感想？”紫霄上人颇有兴致地问道，这个弟子可从来没让他失望过。

钟离庭洲指着这面镜子说，“这个是怎么做到的？”

紫霄上人盯着他看了几秒，“你是问他是怎么做到斩杀幽魔的？”

“不。”钟离庭洲毫不犹豫的否定了，“我是问这面镜子，师尊是怎么做到隔那么远，还能直播幽魔境的情况的？”

紫霄上人笑，“你看了这么久，就只看到这个吗？”

钟离庭洲庭洲犹豫一下，“也不是，高寒确实很厉害，我要向他看齐。”

紫霄上人袖子一挥，镜子消失了，同时消失的，还有他脸上的笑容，“继续。”

钟离庭洲：“……”