After the immortal catastrophe, how many immortal veins Meng Hao clone developed, few people know about this. Meng Hao's clone did not go to fanfare, but continued to practice silently in its retreat.
It's just that his heart is inevitably a little uneasy, because of Chu Yuyan.
"Han Bei's calculations have been buried as early as that year, and his life soul and Chu Yuyan are in a state of symbiosis... It's a support." Meng Hao was silent for a long time and sighed slightly.
It took him three days to let go of his inner thoughts and went out once. When he returned this time, he followed the mastiff and reentered concentration with the mastiff, and continued to practice in retreat.
Time passed, and another ten years passed in a blink of an eye. In these ten years, Meng Hao has hardly walked out of this ninth case, even the place of retreat.
If he is isolated from the world, outsiders don’t know how far his cultivation level has been. And the arrogance about him has been forgotten slowly because of no more thunderstorms in the past ten years. It is also very disdainful.
Even if he has no friends, he never interacts with people. In the ninth branch of the sect, he cultivates himself and is cut off from the outside world. This kind of thing is difficult to happen in any sect, unless it is a special status. , And Meng Hao is just an inner disciple.
But... This is the ninth sect, which is Meng Hao’s sect. His deity only needs a word to make a Taoist priest personally send out the fate, and his words point to the importance of Fang Mu, so that people should not interfere with him. Spiritual practice.
This sentence determined that in the past ten years, Meng Hao had no one to bother him, and only the Mastiff would accompany him.
Not only is he here, but Meng Hao’s deity has also been in retreat within the past ten years, immersed in the perception of the origin of the Eight Forbiddens. It was much stronger than when I first went to the Hades before.
However, the journey to the palace never started. The preparations for teaching the old man seemed to be extremely comprehensive. His thought was that this time he entered, and his goal was not to stop at the second continent.
In the past ten years, from outsiders' eyes, Han Bei has successfully broken through the fairyland and became the ancient realm. He is no longer a quasi-saint, but with his means, has become one of the nine great saints in the Boundless Sect.
Even the old man in charge, even if he was preparing for the underworld, he took some time and gave a lot of advice to Han Bei. Obviously, he took care of and valued Han Bei very much.
Meng Hao did not pay attention to the specific process.
Until another year passed, Meng Hao's clone walked out of the retreat and left the ninth case. No one interfered with his departure, and even many people's impression of him was blurred.
Beside him, the mastiff dog followed, one person and one dog, transformed into a rainbow in the sky, and went away silently. A few days later, he appeared in a mundane county town.
This county town is not big, but it is also prosperous. The streets are quite lively, coming and going, bustling, Meng Hao walked peacefully in the city, wearing a blue gown, like a scholar, until he came to a house.
His eyes, with softness, fell on the doorway. Several children were playing. One of the girls, eleven or twelve years old, was smiling with a shame, laughing with her companion.
This look, like staring for hundreds of years, evokes memories of the past. It is autumn at this moment, with autumn leaves falling, and the sun setting sun, glowing red, making the entire earth, with orange light, bringing the shadow of Meng Hao. It's very long, very long...
The girl seemed to perceive that someone was looking at herself. When she looked up, she saw Meng Hao. She seemed a little scared. She quickly avoided her eyes. After a while, she felt that Meng Hao was still looking at herself. The girl became even more frightened. After murmured a few words, the partner ran back home immediately and stopped coming out.
Meng Hao smiled dumbly, took a deep breath, with memories in his eyes.
"In the last life, I owe you a love... In this life, I will pay you back." Meng Hao murmured softly. After straightening his clothes, he walked to the house and knocked on the door. After a long while, the door was opened and he walked in. .
There is no need for a complicated process. On this vast star, even mortals know the existence of immortals, and they are full of reverence and yearning.
When Meng Hao offered to accept the girl named Yan'er as his disciple, when he showed some magic skills in front of the girl's parents, the girl's parents almost did not hesitate, they were all excited, and immediately agreed.
A few days later, when Meng Hao left, beside him, the girl with a bitter face followed behind with the mastiff.
"Master... You... Are you really a liar?" The girl couldn't help but asked, and it was Meng Hao who raised her hand and gave her a painful pat on the top of her head.
Before she could say anything, her body was instantly pulled up, and there was a gust of wind in front of her. When she lowered her head, the land was majestic, the city shrank, and the girl opened her eyes wide and stayed there.
I don't know how long it has passed, she saw endless mountains, and saw countless attics undulating in those mountains. Here... is the ninth case.
"From then on, you are my Fang Mu's disciple, and the only one." Meng Hao's soft voice came from her ear.
From this day on, in the ninth sect, in the branch sect, in the retreat of Meng Hao, there was an extra girl. With this girl here, it seemed that it was not so quiet anymore.
Girls have a talent for practice, but more talent is in alchemy, and here Meng Hao also allocates time to teach his exercises and alchemy methods while he is practicing.
This girl has a different personality from Meng Hao. She likes to wander around in the ninth sect and to meet friends. Gradually, in the ninth sect, most of them know the amazing Fang Mu more than ten years ago. Accepted the matter of a disciple.
Time passed, and seven years passed quickly. This was the eighteenth year after Meng Hao experienced the immortal catastrophe. In this year, his disciple Yan'er was already eighteen years old.
The double nine-year-old girl is slim and graceful. As her appearance grows, her appearance becomes more and more beautiful. She has long stood out from the many female disciples, especially in the past seven years, her talent in practice and aptitude in alchemy , So that she has reached the late stage of foundation building, only half a step away from the pill formation.
And her alchemy is even more extensive and profound, and even some elders in the branch sect are quite moved by this.
All these kinds of things made Yan'er here, too many male disciples in the sect admired and pursued, and her character, like a boy, did not have the slightest grace on weekdays, only when facing Meng Hao, Will show the girl's coquettish look.
"Master, let me go... I, I have been waiting for this day for a long time."
"Master, you are at ease, it's okay, there are several senior brothers and sisters in the sect, we are going together."
"Oh, you little old man, don't you let me go!" At this moment, Yan'er faced Meng Hao, and was still begging at first. In the end, seeing Meng Hao meditating with her eyes closed, she was immediately anxious.
"Presumptuous!" Meng Hao opened his eyes and stared at the woman in front of him. He also had a headache. Over the years, this girl has been in awe of herself from the beginning, and slowly became lawless.
Seeing Master's stare, Yan'er was not afraid, and hurried forward while laughing, punching Meng Hao on the back, widening her eyes, and begging again in a low voice in a sweet and greasy voice.
"Master, this time in the market, I heard that not only the people from the branch clan will go, but the main clan will also go, and there are also people from the mainland, like the first clan, the second clan, and it can be said that the nine major clan. , Will go."
"It's very lively... Brother Biyun will also go... I heard that he was in the top 100 before on the vast stage..." Yan'er said the four words Senior Brother Biyun, her eyes lighted up.
Meng Hao frowned and sighed. He knew the market where this disciple was going. The purpose was not to buy medicinal herbs, but just like other female disciples in the sect. He was full of longing for those who are arrogant, like this blue cloud. , Is one of the proud sons in the ninth sect.
"Go go." Meng Hao nodded, unable to survive Yan'er's soft and hard froth.
When Yan'er heard this, she was immediately pleasantly surprised. She stepped forward and hugged Meng Hao, with a high expression. Seeing her happily, Meng Hao's eyes softened, and he thought of Chu Yuyan.
He owed Chu Yuyan an affection back then. In this life, his heart is dead, he can't give affection, and he has a mentorship.
Yan'er left. In the early morning of the next day, happily, she and many of the disciples in this branch left the sect and went to Shandafang City, which is held every few years on the Ninth Continent.
Meng Hao continued to retreat. His cultivation at this moment has reached a critical moment. He can break through and step into the ancient realm at any time. Although he stayed in the realm of immortality for a long time, even outsiders ignored him, but no one knew, Meng When Hao stepped into the fairyland before, the immortal veins he opened out surpassed the deity of the year and reached a level of horror unprecedented.
It is precisely because of this that his Wonderland is slower.
"The ninth ban is gradually being completed with the breakthrough of my cultivation base, but I always feel that it seems to be perfect at the beginning, but now I see that it is faintly missing..." Meng Hao murmured softly, frowned, and closed. Eyes, continue to practice.
Almost when Meng Hao was immersed in cultivation, outside the ninth sect, Yan'er and her senior brothers and sisters met a group of fellow students from the eighth sect of the eighth continent.
There are about ten people coming from this eighth case, most of them are in Wonderland. Among them, the first young man, handsome and luxuriously dressed, is surrounded by everyone, but his eyes sometimes flash by lustful intentions, making the whole person look Very frivolous, but obviously the position in the eighth case is extraordinary. Especially there is a middle-aged monk around him, who seems to exist as a Taoist protector. This person's cultivation base is hidden, which looks like a fairyland, but in fact he is a powerful Taoist.
The young man noticed Yan'er almost at the first glance. The moment he saw Yan'er, his eyes were surprised and even more evil.
"What a furnace..." He smiled slightly. When speaking, a middle-aged monk beside him heard it and laughed. He understood his son’s preferences, and as this young man, in the entire eighth sect, It is very important, even among the entire Boundless faction, there are few comparables, but he has a cautious personality. In the past, the girl his son was optimistic, he would check the origin. If there are some people with identity, he will persuade the youth to give up. There are too many ways to solve that kind of ordinary disciple.
At this moment, he took out a jade slip from his hand and inspected it briefly, and his expression was quite relaxed.
"The origin is clear and there is no background. He entered the sect a few years ago, and his master was called Fang Mu. Because he entered the immortal from the common place for ten years, he has caused some small sensations, but even his master did not have any The background is nothing more than a small person, a small inner disciple in the ninth sect among the many branches."
"The son can enjoy it at ease." The middle-aged cultivator smiled disapprovingly.