Time passed, three years later.
There are still too many people in the Boundless School, remember Fang Mu, and that mountain of Meng Hao, with Yan'er alone, sealed it, her life seemed to have returned to a certain calm.
Meng Hao is not here, and this mountain also lacks a lot of babbling from Yan'er. Very often, Yan'er is in a trance, as if she had returned to the past in a dream.
But after all... Master is gone.
Yan'er was silent. In addition to practicing, there is one more thing she must do every day, and that is to go to the retreat where the master once was once a day, where a ray of soul fire is enshrined.
That is the soul fire of the master, this fire is immortal, and the master will not die.
On this day, Yan'er came to the retreat as usual, bowed in front of the soul fire, and muttered softly.
"Master, you have been gone for three years, three years are not long..."
"By the way, when Yan'er was practicing last night, she clearly understood a magic technique."
"Also, Master, you don't know, those nasty guys from other sects yesterday were said to have become active, and I heard that some people have begun to break into the vast platform."
"Master, and..." Yan'er muttered to herself here every time she came, as if Master was right in front of her. She was talking at this moment, and suddenly, her body trembled and her voice stopped abruptly. When she looked up, her face was pale and her expression changed drastically, looking at the soul fire in front of her.
The soul fire that has not changed in the past three years is gradually dimming at this moment, as if it can be extinguished at any time. This scene made Yan'er tremble, and her mind buzzed. She knew that this is the fire of life of the master, once it is extinguished , It represents the death of the master.
Obviously, at this moment on the road to detachment, the master is facing life and death.
Yan'er is bitter, she is anxious, she is nervous, but she has no way to help Master, nor can she change everything.
"Master, Yan'er is useless..." Yan'er shed tears, her body trembled more and more as she watched the soul fire.
And at this moment, on the road to detachment, Meng Hao is facing a test of life and death. What tests him is the sudden increase in coercion on this road.
For three years, he has been walking along this road with difficulty, and gradually his body seems to have adapted to the pressure here, and he can even run for a short time, but today, the moment he walked into this area before his eyes, Suddenly, the surrounding coercion suddenly increased tenfold!
Not one time, but ten times!
Suddenly came and appeared. There was no sign before that, making Meng Hao too late to react. With a bang, his body was forcibly pressed to the ground.
Even the bones of his whole body shattered in the struggle at this moment, the flesh and blood squeezed together, and even the skull squeaked, as if it was about to collapse.
A life and death crisis erupted in Meng Hao's body, but at this moment, his cultivation was also suppressed. Meng Hao trembled, his eyes were red, and his mouth roared, but it didn't help.
If you change someone else, your body and spirit will be gone at this moment, but Meng Hao's clone is the most perfect body that has been transformed with the bronze lamp of the deity.
Even the pure one does not contain any impurities and mixed auras, and what he possesses is the ultimate immortal meaning, it can be said that his clone is an immortal body.
Coupled with the terrifying spirit of Meng Hao's deity, this was the tenfold increase in pressure, and he still persisted.
Time passed, until after seven or eight hours, when Meng Hao's eyes were blurred, under this extreme coercion, in this life and death trial, the remaining six lighted soul lamps in his body were once again extinguished!
With the extinction, with the explosion of vitality, Meng Hao's bones healed directly, his body recovered visible to the naked eye, and his cultivation base gradually became active, and the dim vitality slowly broke out again.
After going through this life and death, Meng Hao sat up struggling, his face was pale, his breathing was short, and when he looked behind him, he already understood this road of detachment, as he moved forward, the pressure did not sink. It will not change, but will explode.
Obviously, the deeper, the more terrifying the coercion, and often without any signs, one step away is like life and death.
Almost when Meng Hao's vitality was restored here, in the ninth sect of the Boundless Sect, where Yan'er was in the retreat, Meng Hao's soul fire slowly recovered, Yan'er wiped away the tears, and the whole person seemed to be alive, she stared Soulfire, while praying silently for Master, she also made up her mind.
"Master, I will make myself stronger as soon as possible, and I will accompany you on the way to detachment..." Yan'er showed firmness, took a deep breath, and left the retreat.
From this day on, she no longer chose to close the mountain, but went out and began to trespass into the Boundless Terrace. Although the bells of the Boundless Terrace were of no use to her, the other destinies in the Boundless Terrace were still helpful to her.
It's Yan'er's choice to venture into the vast platform first, and then to go beyond the road.
Three more years have passed. Meng Hao has been walking on this detachment road for six years. He has not seen anyone. It seems that in this world, only himself is left. He walked silently, bearing the horror of this place. The pressure, gradually, his body seemed to adjust to it, it seemed that when he could run as he did three years ago, Meng Hao faintly felt it, as if... Another outbreak is coming.
He started walking very cautiously, until a few months later, he suddenly saw a figure in front of him, wearing the same robe as him, walking forward with difficulty, with a disheveled hair, but there was a Taoist aura.
This was the first fellow of Meng Hao to see, but before he could speak here, after the figure in front fell in one step, suddenly, his body trembled, and in Meng Hao's eyes, this person instantly transformed. A piece of blood mist was created, and it collapsed suddenly. Even the blood mist was squeezed to the extreme in an instant, spilling out in all directions.
The blood stain quickly dissipated, and there was no trace on the ground, just like the person who died a moment ago, it was just an illusion.
Meng Hao paused and remained silent for a long time. His heart was beating. If he didn't see it, it would be fine. Even three years ago, after he suffered the surge of pressure for the first time, he still regretted if he had prepared before. , Will be better.
But now, he doesn't think so.
After knowing where the boundary is in advance, it is indeed prepared, but it is easier for people to lose the courage to move forward. Then watching a realm, it instantly becomes a scene of blood mist in front of me, making Meng Hao silence.
After a long while, a gleam of light appeared in his eyes, he took a deep breath, and his body's cultivation was tumbling, with a certain determination and determination in his eyes, and he walked forward step by step.
Until he reached the critical point, he took another step, which was where the Taoist monk stepped out before. Meng Hao raised his right foot without trembling or hesitation. A stronger light flashed in his eyes, and he fell in one step. .
With a bang, a coercion that surpassed the pressure he was enduring at this moment, it broke out. If you compare it to the analogy, then the coercion at this moment is strong, twenty times as much as he had just stepped into this road of transcendence!
With a loud roar, Meng Hao's body burst open in an instant, blood and flesh splashed, bones smashed quickly, the kind of pain that can make a person scream, but Meng Hao is dead here. Gritting his teeth dead, the cultivation base in his body was running, suffocating a breath, frantically resisting, the spiritual consciousness exploded, the cultivation base exploded, and all the soul lamps in the body were exploding.
At the moment when he couldn't bear it, his body was about to be completely shattered, and finally under this full-scale eruption, it inspired one of the five ignited soul lamps he had left at the moment.
With the extinguishing of the soul lamp, vitality emerged. Meng Hao's body recovered instantly, as if a long drought meets the rain. He breathed quickly, barely keeping a standing posture, closing his eyes for a long time, and walking forward like a mortal again. go.
"There are four more..." Meng Hao murmured hoarsely, and continued to gritted his teeth, extinguishing one in three years. Although this speed is still slow for Meng Hao, it is still acceptable. Bi Jie, the last few. If it is outside, it may be difficult to extinguish it for hundreds of years.
Only by relying on the pressure and explosion between life and death to stimulate the potential of life, either life or death can succeed.
Three years later, in the ninth year of Meng Hao’s detachment, the pressure he faced was beyond his imagination. He originally thought that after twenty times, there would be thirty times as many, but until he personally realized it. Later, I realized that it was not thirty times, but directly reached fifty times!
This level of eruption caused most of Meng Hao's body to collapse, the blood was filled, and the fourth soul lamp was extinguished. This barely survived, and it took another period of cultivation before moving on.
"Three left!" Meng Hao disheveled his head, his face was pale, and when he gritted his teeth, he finally saw other people again in the twelfth year of his detachment.
Not one person, but four people!
These four people sat cross-legged hundreds of meters away from Meng Hao, meditating one by one. The cultivation bases of the four were all three-source Dao masters, and they were not far from the four-source.
The appearance of Meng Hao caused all the four to open their eyes. After seeing Meng Hao, the four of them were taken aback.
"Ancient Realm?"
"In the previous third calamity, the Daoist must not pass, how did this person come here!"
"This vast road has not been without stepping into the ancient realm since ancient times, but most of it stopped before the third calamity."
"Could it be in the sect, and Tianjiao has come out again?" These four Taoists, they left the sect and had a great son, and they did not know the miracle Meng Hao created in the boundless faction. At this moment, seeing Meng Hao coming, the four people showed it in their eyes. Jingmang flashed.
"Which disciple are you!" As Meng Hao approached, one of the four slowly spoke, his voice hoarse, spreading all around.