Leaving the ancient fairy mausoleum, Meng Hao walked in the starry sky with scenes from the Patriarch Sect in his mind. After walking for a long time, he suddenly turned around and walked towards a meteorite teleportation formation.
This time, the place he went was Taihang Sword Sect!
Not to ask for an account, but to meet the deceased, his big brother, Chen Fan, who worshipped Taihang Sword Sect back then!
Meng Hao is no stranger to the Taihang Sword Sect. Although he has never been to the Taihang Sword Sect, he is a disciple of the Three Dadao Sects. In a sense, the Taihang Sword Sect is also his sect.
When he arrived, the Taihang Sword Sect rang a bell, and the Daojing ancestor personally came. Meng Hao entered the sect all the way, and after meeting the Taihang Sword Sect's head teacher and ancestor, he understood his intentions.
He saw Chen Fan. Compared with the past, Chen Fan now looks middle-aged, very vicissitudes of life, gray hair, calm expression, and has become a fairy.
Although in the Taihang Sword Sect, he did not have much reputation among his disciples, but in the eyes of the older generation of the sect, Chen Fan's future development is limitless!
"Because it is concentrated in love, with love as a sword, and with a sword breaking the sky!" When Meng Hao saw Chen Fan, Chen Fan was meditating. By his side, wherever he went, there was a huge rock, that rock. Inside, there seems to be a woman faintly.
"This brother of yours, his sword is not heartbroken, not behaving, just to remember, it has become his heart, it has become his sword, this love... can cultivate the sword of the heart!
And his aptitude is also suitable for heart swordsmanship. In less than a hundred years, if he steps into ancient times, he must be another day of pride in my Sun Sword Sect! "Beside Meng Hao, a Taoist ancestor of Taihang Jianzong spoke slowly, and when he looked at Chen Fan, he showed undisguised admiration.
At this moment, Chen Fan opened his eyes slowly, and there was a sword on his knee. He glanced at the sword first, then raised his head. When his eyes fell on Meng Hao, a smile appeared on his face.
Just like I was in the Backer Sect back then, just like the Yijian Sect back then, with a gentle smile and caring, but with more vicissitudes.
"Little Junior Brother."
In one sentence, three words, at the moment Chen Fan uttered it, Meng Hao's heart was touched, as if he had returned to the past.
"Brother..." Meng Hao spoke softly and walked to Chen Fan. The Taoist ancestor of the Sun Sword Sect smiled slightly, turned and left, leaving this place to Meng Hao and Chen Fan.
By Chen Fan's side, Meng Hao first bowed to the rock. He knew that the woman in the rock was the love of the elder brother in this life. It can be said that it was this woman who changed Chen Fan's life.
I love only one person throughout my life. When you were born, I fell in love with you, and after you died, I fell in love with memories... If you live, I will stay with you for the rest of your life, if you die, the you in my memory will stay with me for the rest of your life.
This is Chen Fan.
His ignorance, his persistence, as in the backer sect, facing the recruitment of Jianzong, he did not hesitate to refuse, even if the sect was about to die, he still chose...to die with the sect.
He is obsessive, he is... Chen Fan!
Seeing Meng Hao's respect to the mountain and rock, Chen Fan's expression remained the same, unchanged, because he knew that Meng Hao was his younger brother, so he was also his wife's younger brother.
This was the younger brother he most worried about back then. He watched each other grow step by step and step out of his glory. He was very happy. He hoped that Meng Hao could be better. He hoped that one day, he could see Meng Hao reach the true peak. .
"On the path of cultivation, whether you have a good heart or a Tao, you must be firm after all." Chen Fan said softly.
Meng Hao nodded and sat cross-legged in front of Chen Fan, just like when he faced Chen Fan. …Little brother.
For a lifetime, little brother.
He told Chen Fan that he was leaving the Ninth Mountain and Sea and looking for Xu Qing to return.
"I know what you came here. My monks have a long life and a big world. It is good to go to some places and walk more... Don't miss us, everyone has a different path."
"Neither I nor Li Fugui, you have to believe it, and we also believe that our dream... will eventually come true!" Chen Fan said softly, his eyes fell on the side of the rock, looking at the vaguely blurred figure of the woman inside. .
"Brother... If one day I have the ability to help you, I will definitely let Shanling sister-in-law...resurrect!" Meng Hao said softly. This is not the first time he has said this, but he can even repay Han Shan, but now But he couldn't do it yet, resurrect a person who had been dead for too long.
"You look like it." Chen Fan smiled, his eyes soft.
"In my eyes, she is always there."
Meng Hao was taken aback and looked at Chen Fan.
"Taking the heart as the way, there is in the heart, there is in the heart, there is no in the heart, and there is nothing in the heart." Chen Fan raised his right hand and waved to the surroundings. With this wave, it seemed to form a field, which is not big, only three feet. .
But within these three feet, Meng Hao saw the woman in the rock, and gradually opened his eyes, regained his vitality, and while walking, unexpectedly... stepped out of the rock, sat next to Chen Fan, and smiled at Meng Hao. He smiled and leaned on Chen Fan's shoulders.
"This..." Meng Hao took a deep breath. The first thing he felt about this kind of Taoism was illusion, but after a closer look, it didn't seem to be illusion.
"In your eyes, she is false, in my eyes, she is real... True and false, very often, they look at different people and different hearts." Chen Fan took a deep look at Meng Hao and said softly.
Meng Hao's heart trembled and he faintly understood something. He closed his eyes and meditated cross-legged. This sitting took three days. When Meng Hao opened his eyes three days later, he got up and bowed to Chen Fan with a fist.
"Thank you for your advice." Meng Hao's cultivation is much higher than Chen Fan, but in this way of truth and falsehood, Chen Fan has opportunities and unique conditions. This is also the reason why he practiced the heart sword. It is also the reason why Taihang Jianzong attaches great importance to him.
"Go, pick up Junior Sister Xu Qing. I haven't seen her for a long time, and I miss it." Chen Fan showed encouragement in his eyes. Meng Hao took a deep breath, nodded, got up to say goodbye, bid farewell to Chen Fan, and left Taixingjian. Zong.
After leaving, Meng Hao went to Luoyue Lake again. As Luoyue Lake among the five holy places, in a sense, it is not as beautiful as its name. Even Meng Hao has very little contact with Luoyue Lake, but He knew that Luoyue Lake's exercises were mostly like the magic way!
The falling moon, the falling moon, in the dark night with the moon, there is still light, but if the moon sets, at the moment when the sun does not rise, it is the darkest time between the sky and the earth.
Luoyue Lake, this is what it means!
Like Wang Youcai, he is a ruthless person, ruthless to others, to himself... even more ruthless, in order to practice, in order to create his own exercises, in order to see... he blinded his eyes.
With this ruthless will, the elders of Luoyue Soul were moved, showing a love for his talents, and enrolling him in the sect to cultivate with all his strength.
From then on, in the eyes of others, his world should be dark, but in fact, no one knows that his own eyes are wonderful that outsiders can't see.
Because that was the magical power he created, and he kept that magical power in his mind forever. From then on, he could see everything without the need of eyes.
After arriving at Luoyue Lake, his cruelty was even more revealed. After several battles, whether it was internally or externally, the name of his evil eyes spread.
Demon, represents the honorific name and eyes of outsiders to him, represents his hollow and terrifying eyes, and Sha... represents his killing!
When Meng Hao's arrival, when he said that he wanted to see Wang Youcai, the disciple who received him changed his expression. It seemed that Wang Youcai's name was more deterrent than Meng Hao's in Luoyue Lake.
Even if Wang Youcai is just a fairy!
When he saw Wang Youcai, Meng Hao saw a black pool in which Wang Youcai sat cross-legged. The black water showed countless hideous faces, surrounded by Wang Youcai, and was devouring his flesh and blood.
"Long time no see, Meng Hao." When the hoarse voice came from Wang Youcai's mouth, he raised his head and looked at Meng Hao with hollow eyes.
Meng Hao also looked at him and sighed lightly.
"Why is this again."
"Everything has a price." Wang Youcai was silent. After a long time, he spoke slowly, his voice hoarse, and the illusory faces around him were constantly biting, but he didn't frown, he seemed to be used to it.
"These are the people I killed. I take their souls and let them tear me up day and night. Only in this way can I feel their hatred for me, and the world I can see is full of color. "
Meng Hao was silent. He looked at Wang Youcai and sighed inwardly. The four people on Daqing Mountain back then, he, the little fat man, Wang Youcai, and Dong Hu... the little fat man is the most free and Wang Youcai is the most cruel. As for Dong Hu, even though there is no news, We can understand Meng Hao's knowledge of him back then. He believes that Dong Hu... must be somewhere, fascinating.
Meng Hao accompanied Wang Youcai and meditated here for a whole night. When Meng Hao got up to leave the next day, Wang Youcai suddenly spoke.
"Meng Hao... Are we friends..."
"It used to be, it is now, and so is the future." Meng Hao looked at Wang Youcai and said seriously.
Wang Youcai laughed. The laughter was hoarse, but it was not unpleasant, as if the simple boy on the Daqing Mountain thought he was the oldest, so he had to take care of his other companions.
"Meng Hao, use the fastest possible time to make yourself stronger... The moon has set, but the sun has not arrived. What has fallen in the world... is that I don't know how old... the nights."
"I can see it, I can feel it, it's coming, it's already soon... Chaos... is about to start!"
Meng Hao's body was shocked. He knew about it, but he didn't expect that Wang Youcai also knew about it. Meng Hao took a deep look at Wang Youcai, was silent for a moment, and nodded away.
Going farther and farther, disappeared in Luoyue Lake.