In the mist, Meng Hao's body vibrated, his eyes showed a sharp glow, and even his breathing became a little faster at this moment, his body's cultivation was running at full speed, causing the mist to roll.
But Meng Hao didn't care about this at all. He looked at the beauty pill between his fingers at the moment, his eyes fixed on the pill, a mountain carved out of it.
This portrayal is clearly outlined by people, without any fluctuations in mana, and this pill is not a precious medicine, it's just ordinary, it's just a thought...
Because that mountain is not known to people who are not backers of the mountain sect, so the mountain is the eastern peak of the backer sect!
The shape of the mountain was imprinted in Meng Hao's mind, so he recognized the mountain at a glance!
The person who can draw this mountain on the beauty pill, and can also appear in this Qingyun country... A cold figure immediately appeared in Meng Hao's mind.
It was a woman with a beautiful face in white clothes, but a cold feeling. She took Meng Hao into the realm of comprehension and looked back at the moon... Xu Qing.
Sister Xu.
And this beauty pill, Meng Hao didn't have enough evidence to prove that it was something he gave to Senior Sister Xu back then, but his instinct told him that the pill he gave out back then was the pill he was holding now.
Meng Hao held the Yangyan Pill with his right hand slowly, and he sat there silently, the face under the hat, and gradually it seemed to condense violent storms.
"This pill, if she hasn't used it all the time, but was taken to Qingluo Sect along with her, then why... will she appear here now?"
"How did she live in Qingluo Sect..."
"Dongfeng is drawn on this pill. She... is she missing her patron sect, or is she missing someone..."
"This pill has Dongfeng, which can be of significance to Senior Sister Xu. If this is the case, how can she give it away, and how can she sell it. The person who talked to me before could not be Senior Sister Xu."
Meng Hao released his palm and looked at the portrayal on the beauty pill. Suddenly, there was a strong desire to find Senior Sister Xu when he saw it, because his heart, in fact, had an answer at this moment.
"Senior Sister Xu..." A sharp cold light appeared in Meng Hao's eyes, and he took a deep breath. From then on, Dan can look at people. If it doesn't give it away or sells it, there is only one possibility...
Meng Hao's heart was tingling, and he was a little dazed. The figure of Senior Sister Xu many years ago appeared in his mind. For a long time, he silently put this beauty pill in the universe bag.
"Blue Luozong... And this person who took out the broken scrolls..." Meng Hao slowly raised his head, staring at the soft light in front of him. This place is not the place to shoot. Once impulsive, it will cause unpredictable consequences, and it is very likely to start the grass and startle the snake. .
In the silence, Meng Hao's eyes under the hat showed a touch of decisiveness. He had changed his mind, and Qing Luozong was definitely going to go.
Meng Hao had no interest in the next secret meeting. He thought about the figure of Senior Sister Xu until the end of the secret meeting. He sighed inwardly, watched the fog disappear around him, and watched the green mountain old man nod to everyone while waving his hand. , Turned and left, everyone in the pavilion here, before they waited for each other to communicate with each other, immediately dissipated, and the positions of their respective transmissions were not consistent.
It is also the various methods of this secret merchant organization that make this kind of gathering more and more people interested. When Meng Hao's figure was revealed, he opened the door from another ordinary house in this city.
This place is half a city away from where he followed Lu Tao before, and Meng Hao has already seen that the real location of the palace may not be this city, but it is just inside this city, with more entrances and exits. That's it.
Walking on the street, with the moonlight in the sky, Meng Hao looked at the sky and the moon, his reflection on the ground was stretched very long, the lonely shadow under the moon seemed to be bleak.
The same month, different earth, between yesterday and today, a few years later, when I look back, I can't find my hometown.
Meng Hao sighed lightly and kept walking.
When it came to the dawn, when it came to the morning, he walked out of this monk city, his figure turned into a long rainbow, galloping in this Qingyun country, and went straight to the Qingluo Sect!
A few days later.
Qingluo Sect, located in the east of Qingyun Nation, between the 100,000 mountains, the gate is vast and majestic enough to make all the monks be shocked when they see it.
Surrounded by hundreds of thousands of mountains, it sets off the ninety-nine mountains in the middle. Above these ninety-nine mountains, a towering inverted top hangs and turns into the earth. There are countless willows hanging down. Winding around, a fairy family atmosphere.
There are arrays of exquisitely carved jade columns, many attics, and halls everywhere. On the ground, the Ninety-Nine Mountains are connected by arch bridges, which are colorful like rainbows and are beautiful.
Even below the mountain, the water is rushing, and there are scattered rocks, making the entire sect of unspeakable beauty, and the bells reverberate from time to time, and the sound falls into the mind, making people feel very peaceful.
Farther away, the highest mountain of the Qingluo Zong seems to be able to connect to the top of the sky. A huge incense burner has been enshrined for generations. There are three huge incense sticks standing in it, as if eternally immortal, the fragrance will last forever, and the tobacco will rise. Sora, gradually blown away by the wind, turned into willow silk, making people look at it, as if one could see the impermanent life in the strands of tobacco.
Here is the land of the mountain gate of the Qingluo Sect!
Even if the Qingluo Sect is willing, they can make the surrounding mountains of 100,000 sects, after all, they are one of the five major sects of the Southern Territory.
The aura here is extremely rich, even at the edge of the one hundred thousand mountains, the concentration of the aura surpasses all the spiritual mountains of the sect of the Zhao Kingdom. Once you step into the one hundred thousand mountains, it will increase several times. Any mountain is better than that. The valley chosen by Shang Menghao to build the foundation.
Especially in the Qianshan Mountains, the richness of that kind of aura, even mortals, can prolong life, and even breathe out such aura at birth. Without deliberate practice, the cultivation level will increase.
If you reach Baishan, it is even more amazing.
"In my Qingluo Sect, in the hundred mountains, only inner disciples are qualified to live and practice. Outer disciples can only exist in Qianshan Mountain, but even Qianshan Mountain surpasses too many so-called spiritual mountains in the world." Outside the Qingluo Sect's one hundred thousand mountains, a man in a blue robe, with a hint of arrogance in his expression, spoke lightly.
Around him, there are nine monks gazing at the Qingluo Zong. The nine people are dressed in different clothes. They are obviously not from the same place. One of them is wearing a long gown and a dark complexion, but there is an elegant temperament contained in it. Meng Hao.
"Wanshan is a place for guests, but I urge all fellow daoists, except for the mountain to which they belong, not to break into the mountain easily. Many fierce beasts have been sealed there, and some are even trapped by inner disciples. Once you break into the mountain of Yongzhi, life and death will be unpredictable." The young man smiled slightly and glanced over the five people around him, including Meng Hao.
"All fellow Taoists responded to my Qingluo Zong's intentions and came here as guests of this sect. They can live in ten thousand mountains, one person and one mountain, and everything for practice is available. After entering the mountain, there will be my Qingluo Zongdan disciples tomorrow. , To send you the first Rhodidan.
This pill is a meeting ceremony, but Zhen Mou still wants to remind you that if you take the pill, enter Wanshan, press the fingerprint, and wait for the agreement, once you regret it or leave in private, you will face my Qingluo Zong Punishment. "When the young man smiled and clasped his fists, he brought five people, including Meng Hao, to Wanshan.
There are already five outer disciples of the Qingluo Sect, waiting there.
"It's fair." Among the nine, an old man in a gray robe spoke lightly, and the rest of them responded. Meng Hao didn't speak, and his eyes swept across the endless peaks of Qingluo Sect.
"In that case, please, fellow daoists, you don't need to wait too long to come here. After all, many daoists have arrived before you." The young man smiled and said with his fists.
"I don't know how many fellow daoists who came to Qingluo Sect this time to build foundations?" Among the five, a middle-aged man with a sallow complexion suddenly spoke.
"Not counting you, ninety-seven people have come." The young man surnamed Zhen said lightly, nodded towards the five, turned and turned into a Changhong, and walked away.
"Seniors, please follow us. We will guide you to the mountain where you live temporarily." With the departure of the young man surnamed Zhen, the five seemingly young disciples of this sect raised their fists and bowed to the five men of Meng Hao. , With a polite expression.
The one who guided Meng Hao here was a young girl, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a beautiful appearance and a sense of cuteness.
"Senior, please." The girl said softly. Although Meng Hao's complexion was slightly darker, his appearance was elegant and the temperament of a scholar is rare among monks, which made the girl look more.
Especially Meng Hao's eyes are clear, but there seems to be some kind of magical power inside, which has turned into a deep, so that this young girl in the early years of love, when facing Meng Hao, her face blushed.
"Senior..." The girl quickly lowered her head.
"Let's go." Meng Hao smiled slightly. He looked at the girl, thought of the patron sect back then, thought of Xu Qing, and looked up at the endless mountains of Qingluo sect. Deep in his eyes, Meng Hao revealed a touch of persistence.
Under the guidance of the girl, Meng Hao took Meng Hao to an emerald green mountain. There was an attic courtyard on the mountain. Teng willows entwined, and the blue stone path in the mountain was winding. When the wind passed by, it lifted up aura and made people feel alive. Walking on the small road will refresh your spirits.
When he arrived in the courtyard, Meng Hao took out a woman’s bead flower from the storage bag of the big man surnamed Xu in the secret meeting, gave it to the girl, and sent it away. The girl blushed and looked a few more before she left. Eyes Meng Hao, like a fawn on his chest, left.
Soon the sky was dark, and when the night fell, the surroundings were silent. Only the sound of cicadas rang from outside. Meng Hao sat cross-legged on the second floor of the attic and was meditating with his eyes closed. Suddenly his eyes opened suddenly.
Almost at the moment when his eyes opened and closed, the quiet night sky suddenly heard a stern scream from a distance, like the last struggle before death, tearing apart the silence of this place and spreading it all around.