Meng Hao opened his eyes, and at a glance he saw a young man who was grabbed by the little fat man excitedly. This boy had a thin face and was short, standing next to the white and fat little man. The contrast was huge.
This young man, Meng Hao, knew it was one of the few people who had been brought into the Patriarch Sect with him, and then he was sent to other mountain laborers together with Wang Youcai.
The original look of a tiger-headed tiger-brain, but now his expression is dim and embarrassed, but there is a ruthlessness between his eyebrows. Obviously, there are many memories in the patron sect that make him unforgettable.
Otherwise, the condensing layer would dare to come to this public area.
"I have seen Senior Brother Meng." After seeing Meng Hao, the young boy showed a touch of excitement, but it quickly dissipated, and bowed his fist respectfully to Meng Hao.
"Just entered the sect?" Meng Hao sighed as he looked at the boy in front of him, thinking of the scenes at the beginning.
"It's been more than a month." The boy lowered his head.
"Where is Wang Youcai?"
"Dead." The young man looked numb, but when he said these two words, a flash of sadness flashed in his eyes.
"Wang Youcai is dead?" The little fat man froze for a while, and Meng Hao was silent.
"When we were in the handyman's office, we were responsible for picking water. The wise man saw me as a young man, and most of them helped me pick it up. Once there was a gust of wind on the mountain road for some reason. He was blown off the cliff by the wind. I went to look for the corpse for two months. , Didn't find anything, only saw some broken bones... It should have been eaten by wild beasts." Shaoyoung said.
The little fat man looked sad, and Meng Hao sighed. The four people who went up the mountain together had heard that one died in less than a year. He was also very uncomfortable, especially thinking that Uncle Wang from the carpenter's shop had only this son. Feel embarrassed.
"Little Tiger, follow us in the future. With Meng Hao here, no one here dares to bully you." The little fat man patted the young boy's thin shoulder with a sad expression on his face.
"No, I... I'm fine." The young man hesitated, Meng Hao could see his heartbeat, but soon the young man shook his head, rejected the little fat man’s kindness, and gave Meng Hao and the little fat man a fist. , Turned and left Pingdingshan.
"What's wrong with this person?" The little fat man was startled.
"Everyone has some secrets that they don't want outsiders to know. Maybe he has some good fortune. Otherwise, he won't be able to condense, so he dare to come here." Meng Hao thoughtfully, looking at the young man's back quickly leaving, Slowly speak.
"There can be any secrets, we can't spy, this little tiger looks down on people." The little fat man complained, his character was straightforward, and there was no scheming. He felt that the other party was so kind, and he couldn't help getting angry.
In the southern part of the southern region, winter has always been short. In a blink of an eye, winter passed by and spring was blooming. In April of the year, Meng Hao came to the patron sect for a whole year.
In the low-level public area, with the cooperation of the little fat man, Meng Hao has accumulated a lot of spiritual stones, and there are many magical pills and magic weapons. Nothing was gained, and the roaring sound in Black Mountain became stronger, making Meng Hao afraid to approach.
It's just a demon pill comparable to the third layer of Qi Condensation. Even if Meng Hao copied a lot with a bronze mirror, he could still not get a single inch after he reached the middle of the fourth layer of Qi Condensation. It's just to make the aura pure.
If you encounter a bottleneck, it is difficult to break through, and if you fail to reach the fifth floor, you will not be able to practice the popular technique that makes Meng Hao quite heart-warming.
On the contrary, with the help of Meng Hao, the little fat man came to the second floor of Qi Condensing, and he felt very prestigious.
In April of this year, all the disciples in the outer sect above the fifth level of Qi Condensation were dispatched by the sect, including Senior Sister Xu and Senior Brother Chen of the inner sect. When they returned, they each brought three or two teenagers. He has few qualifications and became a handyman.
Once a year, this is the current rule of the mountain sect. Only in this way can the sect be maintained for a long time.
The spring breeze blew the earth, sent away the cold winter, ushered in the scorching sun, and hoped for the autumn. It is now October. During this period, two major events have occurred in the mountain sect. The first major event is the sect in addition to the cultivation base. It is rumored that outside the head of the alchemy, there are only two foundation elders, one of whom has exhausted his lifespan, and died at the age of 150. After hearing this, Meng Hao inquired and realized that the seated elders were not Great Elder Ouyang on that day.
A monk builds a foundation to increase his lifespan, and he can live to one hundred and fifty years old, which seems to be very long, but in fact, it is extremely urgent for the monks. Qi and blood decay.
If you can build a pill, it will double your life expectancy for 300 years.
Following the transformation of a great elder of the foundation building, the overall strength of the Patriarch Zong suddenly declined drastically, and he was already in a weak position in the Zhao Kingdom, but now it is even more precarious. At this time, the surrounding Patriarch sect frequently haunts the monks of the outer sect.
As if looking for something, the Patriarch Sect even opened the guarding formation. Within a radius of hundreds of miles, everything was shrouded in this formation. A feeling of wind and rain, like a heavy dark cloud, pressed against the Patriarch. Above.
The disciples of the outer sect mostly speculate about these anomalies. There are also many well-informed people who have received incomplete news from nowhere, and gradually spread. It is said that this time the reason why Zhao Guo’s cultivation world has attracted attention is the same as the disappearance four hundred years ago. The patron ancestor is somewhat related.
However, the disciples of the outer sect rarely know what the specific connection is.
Over the past few days, Meng Hao's cultivation has always been stuck in the middle of the fourth layer of Qi Condensation, and all the methods have been exhausted without any effect. Gradually, Meng Hao also understood that this is a bottleneck.
"According to Senior Sister Xu, there will be a bottleneck when the peak of the fourth layer of Qi condensed hits the fifth floor, but why is my bottleneck advanced... Could it be related to the too many demon pills I swallowed?" Meng Hao sat cross-legged in the cave. He frowned and groaned.
"If it is really a bottleneck, you need some pill to break through the bottleneck, or a high-level monster inner pill." Meng Hao sighed secretly. He has a lot of spirit stones at this moment, but he lacks a suitable pill. With the pill in hand, he was confident that he could break through to the fifth layer of Qi Condensation within a few days.
Meng Hao felt very deeply about the tension in the sect during this period, and he also had some crises. Many disciples of the sect were also worried on weekdays, and even suppressed the overall atmosphere.
Only the little fat man is always happy, he is more enthusiastic about the sound of the grocery store in Pingdingshan than Meng Hao. Even if Meng Hao doesn't go, he will go in and sell with the banner.
Three more days passed, and the bells reverberated on this day. When Meng Hao and the little fat man came to the square on the day of the monthly pill, Meng Hao saw an old man in golden robe on the stone pillar high platform at a glance. There are Senior Sister Xu and that Senior Brother Chen behind this old man.
Seeing this scene, Meng Hao immediately moved his heart, his eyes became a little hot.
"Shangguan Shishu only appeared three times in this year and a half, and each time a separate pill was delivered. My cultivation base was stuck on the fourth layer of Qi Condensing for almost a year. If there is a high-level pill..." Meng Hao could think of this. Naturally, most of the other disciples of the outer sect in the surrounding area naturally guessed that they immediately became energetic. Of course, many of them secretly wondered not to give the medicine to themselves.
Especially since Meng Hao sent the pill, Zongmen unexpectedly added another gate rule, not to give the separately distributed pill to inner disciples, blocking the way for others to imitate.
"This... This is a dry spirit pill!"
"It's actually a dry spirit pill again. It was issued last year and again this year. This pill only has one pill a year, which shows its preciousness!"
"If I get this pill, my cultivation base will definitely break through!"
Soon, as the old man in the golden robe raised his right hand, revealing the purple elixir in his palm, a buzzing sound was heard among the disciples of the outer sect.
Almost at the moment when the dry spirit pill appeared, Meng Hao’s eyes suddenly showed a strong light. This was unprecedented and so eager for him to obtain this pill. In his opinion, this is not a pill, this is his own entry into the pill. Five layers of hope.
It has not been a short time since he entered the sect. He has long known that among all the disciples of the sect, Senior Sister Zongxu and Senior Brother Chen are the strongest.
Under the two of them is Wang Tengfei. This person is stuck in the bottleneck of the peak of the sixth layer of Qi condensation. Even the dry spirit pill is of no use to him. Besides him, there is one person on the sixth floor. Han Zong is the second strongest.
This person Meng Hao has seen him twice, feeling quite arrogant and defiant. Now he is standing there, even if he sees the Han Ling Pill, he doesn’t care about it. Obviously he has a lot of better pills and he doesn’t bother him. .
As for the fifth level of Qi Condensation, there are only four people in the entire Waizong. These four people can be described as one overlord. They are rarely seen on weekdays. Most of them are in retreat or practice in barren mountains.
There are not many people on the fourth floor. There are only seven people including Meng Hao, and those below the fourth floor are considered ants.
"Okay, wait and be quiet." The voice of the old Shangguan echoed, and it contained a strange pressure as always. Compared with more than a year ago, Meng Hao no longer felt the strong feeling that he had before. At this moment, his eyes are shining, revealing. Decisive meaning.
"The old man has presided over the release of Dan in the past two years. He has always liked the disciples who have recently entered the sect. If I rely on the mountain sect to be like this, the day of prosperity will not be long." The old man Shangguan smiled and glanced over the people below, just about to When the pill in his hand was thrown at the person who had been selected long ago, he suddenly saw the little fat man who was holding a flying sword and grinding his teeth beside Meng Hao, with a nonchalant expression on his face.
This little fat man was like a ball, and his teeth grinding action would be laughed and laughed the first time he was seen by people.
"No matter, this pill will be given to you." He said, raising his right hand with a wave, and the purple light flashed, this dry spirit pill went straight to the little fat man, and he was obviously taken aback by the little fat man, subconsciously. Grabbing it in his hand, he immediately reacted to know what had happened, his complexion changed drastically, he almost screamed, his body trembled and his face was pale, as if he was about to cry.
"This... I... his grandma's, why did you give it to me?"