It’s too high to fly here, because the higher the wind, the stronger the wind. Meng Hao saw a disciple of the Qingluo Zong with his own eyes, trying to fly high by tricks, but before he rushed far, he let out a scream , His whole body was almost bloodless, and after hurriedly calling out to give up, he disappeared without a trace.
The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and even in this wind, there are wind blades, and there is an indescribable pressure, making it only a thousand feet away from the towering trees, like a city wall.
Meng Hao stepped into it, and while feeling the pressure and obstacles surrounding the surrounding walls, he also felt that every step towards the towering tree, the aura that could be absorbed by himself would increase sharply, causing Meng Hao's breathing was rapid, and his eyes showed a strong light.
"This place is suffering for others, but for me, this is the holy place for my practice!" Meng Hao suddenly raised his head, his eyes falling on the towering tree thousands of feet away.
"What kind of tree is this...?" Meng Hao had already noticed that the spiritual energy of this place did not come from the surrounding sky, but from the towering tree in front of him.
Just as these dozens of monks were marching hard outside this towering tree, above the sky and clouds, the five sects and three tribes who existed were looking shiningly along the cloud vortex.
They can clearly see the scene below.
"All the sect families who came here are from the generation of Yingjie Tianjiao. I don't know who can be the first to step on this tree." Song Tian smiled slightly. Weird, they all smiled.
"I'm afraid it's a bit difficult. I didn't expect Senior Song to use this treasure map in this test of recruiting son-in-law..."
"This tree should be transformed by a remnant thought of ancient Jianmu. It was realized by a generation of Taoist masters in the ancient times that the water flowed eastward in the legendary place where Jianmu collapsed. It is said that if you have enough insight, you can use this tree. Transmogrified, it is a rare summoning ancient treasure."
Following the words of the Yuan Ying monks around him, Han Bei, who was sitting further down, turned his eyes to Meng Hao in the whirlpool. After sweeping, his expression was calm and he did not show the slightest thoughts.
From Li Shiqi's place, he looked more at the tree transformed by Jianmu Cannian, thoughtfully.
"Jian Mu Can Nian can release the ancient aura before the legendary change of the sky, but unfortunately it cannot be used by monks. It can only become a barrier. However, if this treasure is sufficiently cultivated, if the perception is sufficient, then the world can be accommodated in Jian. Muzhong is a treasure, and the most important thing is that this treasure is very helpful for these disciples to make a breakthrough in their cultivation." The Yuan Ying monk of the Qingluo Zong is a middle-aged man. At this moment, when he smiles and speaks, his eyes are sweeping casually. After passing the whirlpool, Yu Menghao took another look.
He had noticed Meng Hao before, but he didn't change his expression, as it is at the moment.
"This tree is indeed the remnant of Jianmu. This painting is called The Thoughts of Jianmu in the Past. It was given by the eighth sea lord of Tianhehai when the old man was a thousand years old. Take it out today. On the one hand, it allows these juniors to feel the ancient times, on the other hand. Let everyone observe it, because it won’t take long for this painting to no longer belong to the old man.” Song Tian laughed and shook his head.
"The old man will give this painting to my son-in-law of the Song family."
As soon as Song Tian's words came out, the Yuan Ying monks in the surrounding area suddenly flashed their eyes one after another, and no one spoke for a while, but they all looked at the cloud vortex.
"Old ancestor, why don't you gamble with these fellow daoists to see which sect doll can be the first to approach this tree?" Old Monster Song, who was the first one, suddenly said with a smile.
"I will naturally bet on my own sect disciple, Old Monster Song who are you going to bet on?" The old man surnamed Fan of Jianzong laughed, took a sip of wine, and said jokingly.
"I bet on him!" Old Monster Song suddenly raised his right hand, pointing at the whirlpool, and it was swaying to see where his fingers were pointing. It was exactly...
Meng Hao!
As Old Monster Song’s words came out, the Yuan Ying monks here immediately looked around. After seeing Old Monster Song’s bet was Meng Hao, the Yuan Ying monk of Qingluo Sect, the middle-aged man had eyes slightly Uncheckable flash.
The old man Wang Family Yuanying frowned.
The old man surnamed Fan of Jianzong smiled and glanced at Old Monster Song with profound meaning.
"Okay, what a bet." The Nascent Soul monk of the Blood Demon Sect is an old woman with silver hair and withered skin. Her voice is hoarse, and when it comes out, she casts a sense of friction like bones. At this moment, she is not smiling. Slowly speak.
"Just bet on a baby fruit!" Old Monster Song flicked his sleeve, and when he raised his right hand, he pressed directly on the center of his eyebrows. After a few breaths, there was a phantom like a little man sitting cross-legged, from the center of his eyebrows. Be ingested.
Visible to the naked eye, this little man quickly condensed and suddenly became a spiritual fruit-like thing, exuding a delicate fragrance.
This thing is the baby fruit, and only Yuanying monk can condense from his own Yuanying, which is comparable to the treasure of heaven and earth! Heaven and earth can give birth to spiritual fruits, and Yuan Ying monks form heaven and earth in their own bodies, so spiritual fruits can naturally appear as well.
This thing is like heaven and earth, it is the most precious thing of a Yuanying monk himself. For example, the foundation has different levels of Taoist platforms, the formation of pill has different colors of Yuan Dan, and in the Yuanying realm, there are different numbers of infant fruits.
Following the nine, the three-nine-yuan-ying, six-nine-yuan-ying, to the nine-nine-yuan-ying, this is the division of the Yuanying realm to different degrees.
Outsiders’ infant fruits will not increase the number of others’ infant fruits, and cannot be upgraded, but they can be used as supplements. Therefore, for Yuan Ying monks, outsiders’ infant fruits are the best cure and recovery pill.
As for the slashing of spirits, it is all that has been removed. Therefore, the infant fruit is useless. Only after asking the Tao, will he perceive the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth and condense his own Tao fruit to prove the way to ascend to the immortal.
Following the words of Old Monster Song, the cultivators of Yuan Ying meditated, and soon, they directly condensed their own baby fruits one by one. As a result, a total of eight baby fruits floated in the air.
Eight Yingguo is also a big temptation for the Yuan Ying monk. At this moment, each of them seems to be normal, but in fact they are full of energy, looking at the disciples of each sect in the cloud vortex.
Song Tian smiled slightly, and did not stop. The two middle-aged men next to him, one closed his eyes and meditated, while the other had a gloomy expression. They looked at the cultivators in the whirlpool with a look of scrutiny.
As for Song Yunshu, the Taoist son of the Song family, sitting quietly next to the ancestor Song Tian, looking at all this with a smile, without speaking, but there was also a hint of brilliance in the depths of his eyes.
Old Monster Song was in high spirits, staring at Meng Hao with piercing eyes at the moment.
"Meng Xiaozi, take out your ability in the country of Zhao that day, if you win this time, old man, I will give you a baby fruit as a reward." Old Monster Song secretly said to Meng Hao, because of the Zhao country. He had strong expectations because of the Song family's sound transmission in his ears before.
When the people here took their bets, dozens of people beside the towering trees under the clouds were all galloping forward, even if there was pressure in front of them, making the speed slow, but they still moved forward.
The fastest one today is Wang Tengfei. He has red eyes. When he rushes out, he seems to be desperate. For him, this is an opportunity. Once he can become the son-in-law of the Song family, his life is equivalent to having a new life. The possibility of rise.
"Meng Hao, and that bitch Chu Yuyan, you're waiting!" Wang Tengfei gritted his teeth and approached more than ten feet before whistling.
In addition to Wang Tengfei, there was also Wang Youcai. He approached silently, unknowingly, second only to Wang Tengfei, followed by other monks, and Chen Fan was among the leaders.
Because of the protection of everyone, the little fat man is not fast, but not slow.
On the contrary, it was Meng Hao here, obviously pulled back, but his expression was calm, and every step he took, Meng Hao would pause, and more and more aura surrounding him was carefully absorbed by him.
As time passed, an hour soon passed. At this moment, Wang Tengfei is only ten feet away from the towering tree, and Wang Youcai is about twenty feet away. When everyone else is within one hundred feet, Song Lao on the clouds Guai's complexion gradually became ugly, and the other Nascent Soul monks smiled.
Meng Hao, who was on the edge of a hundred zhang, took a deep breath at this moment. He absorbed this cautiously, as if he had swallowed a few Rhodidan pills, but even if he was cautious, as he continued to move forward, as the surroundings could be absorbed by him. Meng Hao's eyes flashed suddenly.
"Opportunity is rare, just take it all out!" Meng Hao's character is decisive. Once he decides at this moment, he immediately takes a step forward. The moment this step falls, Meng Hao's body suddenly roars, four perfect platforms, at this moment Not being suppressed by Meng Hao the slightest, but running at full force, the sound of booming echoed from Meng Hao's body, and in an instant, a huge vortex appeared around him.
As soon as this whirlpool came out, it immediately filled the surrounding area, the spiritual energy that could not be absorbed by other people, at this instant, like a boiling, unexpectedly all came to Meng Hao.
The sea below was roaring and rolling, and Meng Hao's body even appeared twisted and blurred, indescribable spiritual energy, when he went straight to his body, the speed of Meng Hao surged in an instant.
It's not that he wants to speed up, but the more he moves forward, the more aura he will absorb. At this moment, he is a hundred feet, eighty feet, sixty feet away from the towering trees...
The cultivation base in Meng Hao's body has also been continuously climbing in this short period of time. The fifth stage has already appeared in its embryonic form at this moment, and it is rapidly condensing.
This scene stirred Meng Hao's heart. He took a deep breath and made it faster. Since he has decided to absorb desperately, he must devour it thoroughly.
This is Meng Hao's character, and it was the same when he was a scholar. If he was a man and he didn't want to cause trouble, but once he was troubled and couldn't resolve it, he would simply and thoroughly.
At this moment, the continuous condensing of the fifth platform has made Meng Hao's cultivation level continue to rise, his eyes are getting brighter and his aura is getting stronger and stronger!
In just a few breaths, Meng Hao directly crossed seventy feet, and was only thirty feet away from the towering tree. This time his eruption was too fast and the absorption was too amazing, making All the other monks around were shocked.
They saw the terrifying whirlpool outside Meng Hao's body, felt the aura around them that suppressed their unabsorbable energy, and went straight to Meng Hao in a boiling and active manner, making this world, at this moment, like becoming A world of ripples and whirlpools.
"What is he doing..."
"This is... Is this absorbing these unabsorbable auras here?"
"He... How did he do it!!" The monks around him were shocked at this moment and looked at Meng Hao together.
Not only them, at this moment, everyone on the clouds, after seeing this scene, was shocked.
"He is actually devouring ancient aura!"
"What kind of physique is he, what kind of exercises he has cultivated, how can it be done like this!" These primordial cultivators suddenly had eyes full of electricity, and wanted to see Meng Hao clearly. They were shocked in their hearts. This scene of Meng Hao appeared. To their surprise.
However, even if they were Yuan Ying cultivators, they could easily see a person's cultivation level, but for Meng Hao's Taoist platform, the moment he looked at it, they were all blurred.
If there is a strange power interfering, this power is always there, making them unable to see the clues. The middle-aged man of Qingluo Zong is silent, but there is a strange light in his eyes. In fact, he did not enter the cloud vortex in Meng Hao. Previously, there had been such a move, and felt the strangeness of Meng Hao who couldn't see through the Daotai.
When the Yuanying monks of these various sects were alarmed by Meng Hao, Song's ancestor Song Tian suddenly revealed his eyes, which had never appeared since the beginning.
He stared straight at Meng Hao in the whirlpool, his eyes flashed for an instant without speaking, but the shock in his eyes quickly dissipated.
Old Monster Song laughed. Although he felt incredible, he was obviously extremely happy. At this moment, when the laughter echoed, Han Bei, who was not far away, also took a deep breath. She thought that there is no Meng in the past, but Meng Hao actually You can enter Fangding's matter.
Li Shiqi's eyes flashed, looking at the figure of Meng Hao in the whirlpool, thoughtfully.
At this moment, under the clouds, around the towering giant tree, even at this instant, the aura of the earth rolled, making the gust of wind stronger, and Wang Tengfei and others from the position of more than ten feet, directly rolled back and turned into It's forty or fifty feet!
He was all like this, and everyone else was involuntarily blown up. As a result, the situation changed, and Meng Hao's distance of thirty feet, instantly became the closest person to the towering tree among the crowd.
Wang Tengfei roared to the sky, he was not reconciled, and rushed out at this moment, but almost the moment he rushed out, Meng Hao took a deep breath, and under one step, he strode ten feet directly, and took another step, twenty feet!
Under two steps, the distance to the towering tree is only ten feet. Under that tree, Meng Hao is obviously as tiny as an ant, but there are majestic vortices around him. Absorbed by the Dao in the body, his fifth Dao is already in shape at this moment. If it can continue, it may not take too long before it can be completely condensed and become the fifth Dao in Meng Hao's body!
Once that time is reached, Meng Hao of the five perfect Taoist platforms will be the strongest... in the realm of foundation building!
Whether it is Tianjiao or Daozi, all the foundations will be destroyed in front of Meng Hao!