Meng Hao's heart trembled, and Zong Wuya's voice contained a certain strange power. This power interfered with Meng Hao's spiritual thoughts, causing him to breathe shortly. In Zong Wuya's words, he seemed to be addicted to it, unable to extricate himself.
"True Way..." Meng Hao murmured, with a dazed expression in his expression. He seemed to be at a loss, unable to really judge what, as if in his heart, on the one hand, he knew the world of mountains and seas, and on the other, came from Subversion in Zong Wuya's discourse.
These two thoughts are intertwining and fighting each other.
Meng Hao's body shook, his breathing was short, and bloodshot gradually appeared in his eyes.
"Let me go, our plan has been launched, and no one can stop... When we leave here and step into the real world, in our new body, we will be completely awakened.
At that time, you will know that what I said... everything is true. At that time, you will truly feel... the existence of the truth. "Zong Wuya's voice floated and echoed slowly.
The conversation between the two of them could not be heard by others around them. They could only see Meng Hao and Zong Wuya talking, and all voices were blocked.
It was also at this moment, in the direction of the third country, a large number of black-robed people, their figures appeared one after another, and when they were about to approach, Zong Wuya looked up.
Immediately these black-robed men stopped and stopped in the central temple area close to the third country. They waited silently there, and did not continue to step forward.
"I need time to think!" Meng Hao raised his head, looking at Zong Wuya, speaking with difficulty.
"I know that this matter cannot be decided in a short time. I have told you the truth and how to choose. It's up to you..." Zong Wuya said softly, and when he looked at Meng Hao, there was something in his eyes that outsiders could not see. The complexity and expectations he arrived, what he was looking forward to, whether he wanted Meng Hao to search for the truth, or something else... only he knew.
"I'll give you time to consider, but during this period of consideration, you must not step out of the central temple area, Meng Hao... you, you can do it for yourself." Zong Wuya took a deep look at Meng Hao, and when he turned around, he turned towards the third country. Go in the direction.
He just left like this, making Meng Hao stunned. With this endless move, Meng Hao was a little confused.
Zong Wuya stepped into the void, and when he moved forward, he glanced sideways at the border between the Sixth Nation and the central temple area, where the soldiers of the Sixth Nation were trembling, as if they had forgotten to fight.
Withdrawing his gaze, Wuya sighed slightly, his eyes again showing complexity and expectation.
"Meng Hao, how would you choose..." He went further and further as he muttered.
Meng Hao kept looking at Zong Wuya's back and saw this scene. He subconsciously swept through the Sixth Kingdom, but found nothing. Seeing Zong Wuya walk far away, Meng Hao suddenly said loudly.
"If... what you think is true, is it actually false?"
Zong Wuya's figure did not stop, and continued to walk away, but his voice floated out with calmness.
"If you don't try, there will never be an answer. My cultivator has a life, and seeks truth, whether it succeeds or fails, I have no regrets!"
Meng Hao's heart was shaken again. He watched Zong Wuya walk to the area close to the third country, and watched him wave his hand. The black-robed men lowered their heads one by one, and followed Zong Wuya away, actually leaving the central temple. The area went out and returned to the third country.
Meng Hao’s expression was complicated and he was silent. The words before Zong Wuya echoed in his heart, but they could not make Meng Hao’s thoughts fluctuate. , He pretends deliberately.
Those words Zong Wuya said, even though they sounded the truth, even if they were replaced by other monks, they might really be shaken and subverted, but Meng Hao... He is the Ninth-generation Conferred Demon!
He is the Jiufeng Supreme, the true inheritor, and the future master of the mountain and sea world.
He knew much more about the mountain and sea world than Zong Wuya. This mountain and sea world was not the corpse of Jiufeng Supreme, but his magic weapon. Everything here was not the illusion that Zong Wuya said, but the reality.
In Zong Wuya's words, there were butterflies in the so-called real world, which made Meng Hao think of the continent he had seen, the nine butterflies pulling.
"Abandoning the present physical body, going to the so-called real world, acquiring a new physical body, and comprehending the truth. This statement is very special, but... it is not credible at all!"
"Let go of a big lie, just like instigating the three thousand lower realms back then, letting the three thousand realms rebel, and jointly subverting the Supreme Immortal Realm!"
"I'm afraid, even these words have similarities... The Truth..."
"Perhaps, this statement is also one of Rufeng's desire addiction!" Meng Hao's eyes flashed.
"Ke Zong Wuya here, it seems obvious, he deliberately gave me time, as if everything is deliberate... What on earth is he going to do?" Meng Hao is not confused about the truth and falsehood, he strengthens his Dao heart, what Falsehood, any truth, are just the opinions of different people.
It was the method used to instigate the Three Thousand Lower Realms back then. It was a lie that made the monks in the mountain and sea realm to subvert in this wind realm. Others would believe all this, but Meng Hao... he would not believe it!
The reason why he didn’t believe it was that besides he was the future lord of the mountain and sea world, besides the continent where he thought of the nine butterflies, there was another reason. In Luo Tianxian’s realm, the truth in Zong Wuya’s mouth could dissipate. The truth of all false ways still collapses!
The so-called true way can't shake Luo Tianxian's realm, if it is true, how can this be explained.
All in all, Meng Hao's heart was not confused about this, but what he really was at a loss was his endless attitude.
His attitude is mysterious.
"Looking back now, it seems that the moment the blood mastiff flew out of the earth at the place of Ni Ling, the emperor in Zong Wuya's mouth, on the third country's national fortune mountain, realized that Ni Ling was taken away..."
"This is not right..." Meng Hao was breathing fast, his eyes flickering, and he recalled carefully.
"The emperor on Guoyun Mountain, he noticed that someone broke into this place... This is the first sentence Zong Wuya said!" When Meng Hao muttered in his heart, his body suddenly shook. He thought of the mastiff after flying out of the pit. , The existence of the feeling that the seal is broken.
"Seal... There is a seal, and the mastiff flew out and broke through the seal. That's why the emperor of the national luck mountain noticed the change in the devil...
That being said, he hadn't noticed before that, it was not that he didn't want to, but someone had sealed the place so that the emperor would not notice it! "
"The people in the seal are...Zong Wuya!!" Meng Hao fiercely raised his head and looked at the third country. His breathing was short, and there was a vague answer in his mind.
"He is helping me!" Meng Hao's heart was shaken.
"He came to chase and kill me. It was obvious that my cultivation base was much higher than me, but he didn't do anything. Instead, he said nothingness and truth. After that, he gave me time to think about it.
At this time, it is not so much a consideration, as it is a chance to heal my injuries! "
"And when he speaks of falsehood and truth, in fact... you can totally change the way, instead of such a straightforward narrative, there must be a more ingenious way to make people completely subvert and believe.
But he didn't. He just told bluntly, and even deliberately revealed a few flaws in his words..."
Meng Hao took a deep breath, and suddenly his body stepped up into the air. He walked forward according to the route that Zong Wuya had just left. Whether it was action or trajectory, it was exactly the same, until at a certain point, he turned his head to look casually. Glancing at the direction of the Sixth Nation.
At this glance, Meng Hao saw the central temple area. Among the soldiers of the Sixth Nation, there was a mortal soldier who seemed nothing surprising. At this moment, his expression was also contemplative, as if he was enlightened.
It seemed that this person could hear the words between Meng Hao and Zong Wuya, but now the contemplation and realization seem to have obtained answers similar to Meng Hao's.
It was even when Meng Hao looked at the soldier, this person immediately noticed, subconsciously raised his head, and met Meng Hao's gaze.
Those are a pair of beautiful eyes, as if they contain stars, possessing the starry sky, which makes people take a look, willingly indulge in them, and don't want to leave.
The moment the two people’s eyes met, Meng Hao’s mind bounced, his right eye blinked for a few times, the immortal eye unfolded, the cultivation base revolved, and the world in front of him was immediately different, and the soldier’s appearance also changed and shed. Unreal, suddenly turned into a woman.
A woman wearing a white long dress with snow-like skin, extremely beautiful, with a beautiful smile and unparalleled appearance.
In the next instant, the woman disappeared, and it was the soldier who appeared in Meng Hao's eyes. The soldier seemed a little surprised. Meng Hao could detect herself, blinked, and walked forward after thinking for a while, and walked straight to Meng Hao. .
When he walked out, the people around him didn't notice it, as if they couldn't see it. Even the monks here didn't even notice it. Even Fan Dong'er and others seemed to have no such soldiers in their world.
"I was thinking about whether to meet Brother Meng in this environment..."
"But since Brother Meng was aware of it, then maybe this place is the best place for you and me to meet." The soldier came, slowly changed, and soon turned into the one that Meng Hao had seen before. Beautiful woman.
She hid her mouth and smiled, her eyes were clear, the whole person was otherworldly, as if she had come from a fairyland, without the slightest human fireworks, snow-white skin, beautiful face, the wonderful figure hidden in the white dress, that kind Let anyone see it, it will be shocked, so that all lives around her will be dimmed.
There was a trance in Meng Hao's eyes, but he recovered in an instant.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time, fellow Daoist Xue'er." Meng Hao said lightly, shaking his body, and descending to the ground, looking calmly at the woman in white that came by.
The mastiff was behind Meng Hao, it could perceive the woman's existence, his eyes were cold, cruel and cruel.
The woman in white took a deep look at Meng Hao, and she smiled at Meng Hao's name in just one mouthful, as if she didn't feel surprised.
But it was not surprising that Meng Hao's eyes narrowed.
"It seems that you have followed me for a long time." Meng Hao said lightly.
In his previous few words, the white-clothed woman all smiled lightly, but these words alone caused the white-clothed woman to pause. When she looked at Meng Hao, she showed a touch of brilliance, and her expression gradually became serious.
"From one of my reactions, so many things can be deduced, Brother Meng, before Xue'er, I underestimated you." The woman spoke softly and bowed to Meng Hao.