Chen Fan laughed, looking at Meng Hao, his heart was full of joy, and Meng Hao turned into two long rainbows, and went straight to the people of Jianzong in front.
When the middle-aged man surnamed Li frowned when he saw Meng Hao by Chen Fan.
"My junior brother and my respected master have old times. If I want to visit, I let him wait with me all the way back." When approaching, Chen Fan said lightly as an explanation, then pulled Meng Hao and whispered.
The middle-aged man surnamed Li had no words, turned around and turned into a Changhong, and his group broke through the air.
"Little Junior Brother, after arriving at the First Sword Sect, I will beg Master to let Master accept you as a disciple. By then, we will also be Senior Brothers in the First Sword Sect.
This matter should be similar. I have never asked the master to ask for anything. This time, he will agree to it, but I guess he will only accept you as a registered disciple, but his old man is Yuan Ying’s cultivation base, even if it is A named disciple is also enough to have a sufficient position in a sword sect. "Chen Fan whispered, apparently he has used all means to spread Meng Hao's future path.
"Brother, I have some plans for this matter, so I don't need it for the time being." Meng Hao hesitated for a moment, and still spoke.
"Little Junior Brother!" Chen Fan's expression immediately became serious.
"I know that you don’t want to join the sect anymore. Just like me back then, I only want to have one sect in my life. But... I wait for the monks. The sect is fundamental, especially in the Southern Territory. Both practice and development are struggling, and the years are wasted in vain, and in the end it is nothing but nothing.
You listen to me about this. As the first Sect in the Southern Territory, Yi Jianzong has a profound Taoism and is a place for me to grow up. "
Meng Hao was silent.
Along the way, Chen Fan kept persuading and moving with reason until noon the next day, when he could see the gate of Sword Sect from afar, Meng Hao sighed secretly and nodded.
Only then did Chen Fan smile again. He looked at Meng Hao with a gentle expression, more like the gaze of an elder when he looked at a younger one. Although his age is not much older than Meng Hao, in his eyes, Meng Hao is still the same. The little scholar going up the mountain.
A sword sect, standing on the mountain of the sky and the earth, this mountain is so big that it can be seen from a distance, it is a hundred times more than the ordinary mountain, and it is the first mountain in the Southern Territory!
Its name, a mountain!
Above this mountain, the sky is like a mirror, and there is a big mountain that is exactly the same as it floating upside down, hanging upside down in the sky. From a distance, these two mountains are like a battle of sand at the same time. People are shocked.
This second mountain is named Yizong Mountain!
The two mountains are so big that the eyes can only see the end. This is the largest mountain Meng Hao has seen in his life. At this moment, even if he looks from a distance, he can't help but be shocked.
If there are only two mountains, that's all, but... In the middle of the two mountains, there is an indescribable big sword that directly penetrates the two mountains and pierces the earth!
The position of the hilt is visible on the mountain in the sky.
The surrounding glow makes this place look like a realm of sword fairy.
Meng Hao took a deep breath. He had seen the Qingluo Sect, and at this moment, he saw another Jianzong. These two sects were both large sects of the Southern Territory. The Qingluo Sect was extremely powerful, and the deterrence produced would make people unable to help but worship.
But the sword sect is extremely overbearing, and its gate is not to be admired, but only in awe!
"I don't know how the other sects are..." Meng Hao muttered inwardly as he looked at the Jianzong in the distance.
The group of people was fast, and Seta was approaching a mountain of Jianzong. When stepping into a place where Huacai was swayed, the middle-aged man named Li in front of him glanced back at Meng Hao coldly and snorted coldly, which made him proud. Stepping into it, his figure disappeared instantly.
Meng Hao took a faint look at the other person. In his opinion, this talent is someone who can't tell the situation. If Chen Fan didn't stop him that day, if Meng Hao took the shot, the middle-aged Li surnamed in the late stage of foundation construction would be dead or injured. It depends on Meng Hao's mood.
"Don't worry, when the Master accepts you as a named disciple, Brother Li won't dare to touch you at all." Chen Fan thought Meng Hao was worried, and when he smiled and comforted, he took Meng Hao into the Huacai and took out one. A jade slip, which radiated light instantly, surrounded him and Meng Hao, and disappeared in a flash.
When he appeared, he was already at the foot of a mountain, where birds and flowers were fragrant, the stream was rushing, and there were many disciples of the Sword Sect.
"Little brother, you are waiting for me here. I will go to see the elder first, and then I will go to find the master. You can only come back at night. You can rest here or go out, but don’t go far and wait for me to come back. After that, we two had a long conversation." Chen Fan took Meng Hao to the outside of a loft yard, smiled and spoke, patted Meng Hao on the shoulder, turned around and turned into Changhong and left.
Meng Hao watched Chen Fan go away, retracted his gaze and looked around, stepped open the courtyard door, and walked into the attic. The place is very elegant and not luxurious, but it has a sense of elegance everywhere, especially in the attic. Scroll, Meng Hao sat there cross-legged, took out an ancient book and turned it over.
After a short while, he put down the ancient scroll, his expression contemplative.
"Is it really going to worship the Sword Sect..." Meng Hao frowned slightly, this place is not his first choice, and now Qingluo Sect will never give up on the skin jelly, and worshipping the Sword Sect is also a very good place. Good choice.
"But I'm more inclined to worship the Purple Yunzong and learn the art of the Purple Qi East..." Meng Hao blinked. He was obsessed with the Purple Yunzong. In addition to understanding poison, there is another reason, that is, the purple Qidong. The technique of coming, this technique can produce a purple pill, and the purple pill is already the ultimate in pill formation.
"And I need to learn the method of alchemy, not every time I make a pill, I need to borrow the hands of others, especially the perfect golden pill..." Meng Hao thoughtfully, time slowly passed, and soon it was dusk, and the sun fell from outside. Entering, Meng Hao took a deep breath and saw that Chen Fan hadn't returned yet. He simply walked out of the attic and looked up at a mountain in the yard.
It was the setting sun at this moment, and the evening sun fell on a mountain, making the mountain seem to be hazy in the eyes, and mists seemed to appear faintly, Meng Hao stared, but when he watched, his eyes suddenly narrowed.
I saw that on that mountain, in this sunset, there was a woman in a blue dress walking out from the top of a mountain, as if coming down the mountain.
The appearance of this woman made the hazy world seem to become clear all at once, and even at this moment, there were waves of worship around her.
"It's Senior Sister Shanling!"
"It's Senior Sister Shanling. Today is the evening of the ninth day of each month. It is the time when she descends to gather dew..."
"Meet Sister Shanling..."
Voices from the outside world gradually came out, Meng Hao looked at the woman walking down from the top of the mountain, but his heart was shocked, because at this moment, the ancient jade seal in his universe bag again echoed in his mind. sound.
"The stone of the Ninth Mountain, the mountain of Huadao, this mountain has a spirit, its spirit is like a demon, its meaning does not exist in the world, if it encounters...
When this voice echoed, Meng Hao was silent, and his mood gradually calmed down. He was already a bit accustomed to the strangeness of the ancient jade demon seal. When he looked at the woman walking down at this moment, Meng Hao's eyes showed strange light.
At this moment, many monks flew up and bowed to the woman in mid-air, with very respectful words. Among them was a middle-aged man surnamed Li who appeared in mid-air and paid a very polite bow.
The moment Meng Hao looked at the woman, the woman who walked in mid-air paused slightly, her eyes showed sharp light, and she landed on Meng Hao.
The two looked at each other for a moment, staring at each other for a few breaths. The woman frowned slightly, retracted her gaze, and walked far away under the worship of everyone. Although she was far away, the middle-aged man surnamed Li in mid-air was Earlier, I noticed the gaze between Meng Hao and this woman.
Seeing Shan Ling's frown, he turned around and looked at Meng Hao's place. With a cold snort, his body instantly turned into a Changhong and went straight to Meng Hao.
His movement immediately attracted the attention of other Sword Sect disciples around him. In the blink of an eye, the middle-aged man named Li appeared in the midair of Meng Hao's yard, and his eyes showed coldness when he lowered his head.
"you again!"
"First of all, I was irreverent, and then I was disrespectful to my Sister Sister Mountain Spirit. What is your intention!" The voice of the middle-aged man surnamed Li was cold, and when it came out, many disciples all around immediately looked at Meng Hao.
"Who is this person?"
"It looks strange, I haven't seen it..."
"I remember this person was a visitor brought by Senior Brother Chen Fan at noon, but why did Senior Brother Li be like this person?"
Meng Hao looked calm and looked up at the middle-aged Li, who was arrogant in the air.
"Your Excellency, what do you mean by this?" Meng Hao said lightly.
"No matter what your intentions, this place is a sword sect. If you are so, maybe Li will have to teach you a lesson on your behalf." This middle-aged Li surnamed obviously will not be the same as Meng Hao, who seems to be in the middle of foundation construction. What is the truth? He didn’t have a good impression of Meng Hao before. In addition, Shanling’s frown made him dislike Meng Hao. At this moment, his right hand has been raised during the speech. The perfect cultivation base burst out loudly.
"Unexplainable." When Meng Hao spoke coldly, the right hand of the middle-aged Li in mid-air had already fallen, and when a breath of foundation building was spreading, the phantom of a big sword instantly turned out to face Meng Hao in mid-air. There, beheaded instantly.
A cold light flashed in Meng Hao's eyes, and his right hand was already raised. He didn't have any good feelings for the middle-aged man, but at the moment when the two of them were about to trigger, a small black sword whizzed from a distance in an instant. Met the middle-aged Jianying with the surname Li.
With a bang, Jian Ying collapsed, and when Li's middle-aged complexion sank, Chen Fan had turned into a Changhong and came galloping.
"Brother Li, you have trouble with my younger brother in San Francisco several times. Do you really think that you can't give Chen such a face because of the fake alchemy cultivation base? How did Chen say that you are also one of the seven sons of the sword, and you... what!"