The Yanyun Mountain Range stretches for tens of thousands of miles, with dense peaks and countless rare and strange animals that attract monks everywhere. However, this place is always shrouded in clouds and fog, and there are countless monsters. Seventy-eight out of ten monks are buried here, adding a terrifying color to the eight most dangerous places in the world. There are abundant medicinal materials here. No matter what kind of elixir you want to refine, you can find the raw materials here. Every day you can see countless monks full of immortality sneaking in, but only those with outstanding strength or invincible luck can escape and get enviable harvests. In the periphery of such a dangerous environment, many Xiuxianfang cities naturally sprang up. The Yanyun Mountain Range is also surrounded by mountains, and there is no human habitation except for a few woodcutters and hunters. Poisonous insects are rampant, monsters run everywhere, and poisonous miasma rises from time to time, making this place a secretive place in the world. "And deep in the Yanyun Mountains, stands the Haotian Clan, the leader of the righteous path in the world of cultivation. Haotianmen has more than a dozen monks in the Condensation Realm, and there are so many disciples in the Qi Transformation Realm that they can be found everywhere. Lin Hao was sitting cross-legged on a futon made of Jingxin grass. His face was flushed and his body was shaking slightly. Big beads of sweat slowly flowed down and wet the Taoist robe on his body. This was already his fifth attempt at the late stage of the Qi Entraining Realm, but it still seemed to end in failure. Opening his eyes, Lin Hao couldn't help but smile bitterly, then coughed twice, made fists with both hands and smashed them on the ground. Two years have passed, and the senior fellow apprentices who started at the same time as him have already entered the Qi Condensation Realm. Some of them with outstanding qualifications have even entered the late stage of the Qi Condensation Realm to prepare for the Qi Transformation Realm. But he still lingered in the Qi-entraining stage and became a well-known loser among the low-level disciples. The reason why his level is so slow is not because Lin Hao's talent is not good enough, nor is it because he doesn't work hard enough. On the contrary, his efforts are almost second to none among the low-level disciples. If others practice the exercises once, he will practice them three or four times. If others meditate for an hour, he will practice them for half a day. In addition to some of the most basic sect tasks, Almost all are practicing. However, after such hard work, the harvest was pitiful and he was left far behind by everyone. Lin Hao was full of frustration. Sixteen-year-old Lin Hao has already started for two years, but even his juniors who started after him have already caught up and surpassed him. This makes it difficult for him to accept that he stole the show during the sect test. Back then, by virtue of his status as a mortal, he was able to enter a super sect like Haotian Clan, so he naturally had good qualifications. Although the dual-system spiritual roots of thunder and fire are not as good as those of the heavenly spiritual roots, both of them are fiery offensive spiritual roots, and their combination is naturally extraordinary, so he can be considered a little genius. But his reputation as a genius did not seem to last long. Ever since he came into contact with his own Kung Fu, his progress has been horribly slow. He absorbs so much spiritual power every day and consumes countless spiritual stones and elixirs, but his progress is slow. Cultivation is divided into stages such as entraining qi, condensing qi, transforming qi, brewing elixir, condensing elixir, and quenching elixir. Each stage is divided into three levels: early stage, middle stage, and late stage. As long as you break through the bottleneck, you can enter the next stage. Introducing Qi into the body, condensing Qi to strengthen the body, and transforming Qi to nourish the soul. These are the first three stages of cultivation. They are also the time to lay the foundation. Any sect pays special attention to these three stages. The foundation determines how far a person can go. Talent is important in the world of cultivation, but it is not the decisive factor. Although the Immortal Path is difficult, it still progresses from the shallower to the deeper. For example, the techniques of introducing Qi into the body are just beginners. Those with good qualifications can complete it in three to five months, while those with less qualifications can complete it in one year. However, Lin Hao spent two years and was still stuck in the middle stage of the Qi Entraining Realm. He tried many times to break through to the later stage but failed. His resolute face was full of unwillingness to admit defeat. Although he failed, he was one step closer to a breakthrough. He patted the cushions beneath him and sighed. During the two spring and autumn years, Lin Hao never slacked off in his practice. He practiced Sanjiu in the winter and Sanfu in the summer. He worked much harder than others, but even so, he was still far behind his peers. In the pursuit of immortality, qualifications are more important, and hard work alone cannot make up for it! As one of the mutated spiritual roots, his thunder spirit root should not practice so slowly, but this happened. It was obvious that the spiritual energy had entered his body, but he didn't know where the spiritual energy had gone and could not be retained. Just like the recent pass, Lin Hao felt that his skill had reached the peak of the mid-stage Qi-entraining stage and was just a little short of the late-stage Qi-entraining stage. However, these extremely small gaps seemed like a huge gap. No matter how hard he tried, he could not Reach beyond the past. After coughing a few times, Lin Hao looked helplessly at the deformed futon. During the recent breakthroughs, something seemed to be stopping him. He always entered the same illusion and got lost in it. But he carefully asked the monks responsible for teaching the disciples, and found that no one else had such a situation when they broke through. At most, there would be inner demons during the heavenly tribulation when condensing the pill. He touched itHe touched his left chest and murmured: "Inner demon?" This illusion has been shrouding him. He searched through the library where low-level disciples can go in Haotianmen, but he gained nothing at all. He didn't know his own Something is happening to the body. At the same time, he didn't have any background, so he couldn't ask for help from high-level monks. After all, geniuses were everywhere here. The futon woven from Jingxin grass has the effect of calming the mind and can help monks gather their minds and make breakthroughs with peace of mind. But this didn't seem to have any effect on Lin Hao. Just as he started practicing, the illusion came out again. The crumbling palace walls were covered with moss, and the broken tower looked dilapidated. Lin Hao stood on the marble-paved ground and looked around, seeing desolation and decadence everywhere. The carved jade railings have all turned into a pile of rotten tiles and broken bricks, and weeds seem to be unable to grow. The faded murals still show the prosperity of the time, and the shabby and tattered chairs still reflect the splendor of the original banquet. The bronze crane's wings are broken, the golden phoenix and golden dragon are incomplete, and the tall pillars are crooked. After hesitating for a moment, Lin Hao finally raised his legs and walked in. He wanted to see what the illusion that trapped him looked like, and why there was such a powerful illusion to stop him when he broke through. He stepped on a piece of glazed tile and made a crisp sound, which startled Lin Hao. He looked around with some vigilance, and then he was about to take out his magic weapon from the treasure bag. He was shocked when he touched it, and then he realized that he was behind the illusion, so he laughed. Although the majestic palace was in ruins, it still shocked Lin Hao. He raised his eyes and looked at the plaque, and found that the ancient seal script on it was intact, and it was still shining with a strange light. The large gilt characters "Lingxiao Palace" were printed in his mind, causing a stir. It was foggy all around, and there was nothing else but the palace. The withered flowers and plants on the roadside looked scary. "Lingxiao Palace? What a name!" He praised softly, then climbed up the stairs and entered the illusion that had troubled him for a long time.