At this moment, there was laughter. The four Ziqi-lined Tianjiao had already passed through the crowd, without even looking at Liu Yanbing, they went straight to Meng Hao.
"Master Fang, I always wanted to see you before going down. I met today and asked Master Fang to give me some thin noodles, so that I can do things underneath and drink wine and admire the moon together."
"Haha, Senior Brother Xu is one step ahead. Alchemy Master Fang's knowledge has spread throughout the sect. I met by chance today. Can you let the younger brother join in and entertain Master Alchemy together."
"Master Fang, don’t worry about my pill. Master Fang will practice it when he is free. You can’t just leave like that if you say anything today. I’m waiting to see you, but Junior Brother Bai Yun is here. I know."
The four tianjiao in this purple qi line all approached Meng Hao in a smile, clasped their fists and bowed, their expressions were very sincere and polite.
As for Liu Yanbing and others, they didn’t care at all. Compared with Fang Mu, even if Liu Yanbing had an ancestor in the Zongmen, he still had the status of an alchemist, not to mention this kind of alchemist who was obviously infinite in the future, especially, it was a one. The alchemist who dared to use the forbidden elixir... naturally came to a verdict.
There are thousands of alchemists, some of whom have never used the prohibition elixir once in their lives, and some have only started as a last resort. They naturally have concerns. After all, everyone is not decisive in character, but the square wood in front of him is used so decisively. The deterrence formed instantly enveloped everyone's minds.
At this moment, surrounded by Meng Hao, there are other inner disciples who have followed these four Tianjiao, all with a smile, when they look at Meng Hao, even if Meng Hao’s cultivation is not a foundation for them, But they are also polite.
Meng Hao smiled slightly, bowed to the crowd with his fists, and dodged a bit, but they nodded their heads, as they walked far away, and laughed and talked all the way. After the white cloud came, there were also inner disciples smiling. The talk was very harmonious.
On the square, Liu Yanbing's face was pale, his mind buzzed, his eyes were blank, and even more desperate. When the monks around him looked at him one by one, they all looked at him differently, but at this moment, Meng who hadn't gone far in front Hao suddenly turned his head and clasped his fists at the monks on the square at this moment.
"You fellow Daoists of the same clan, would you like to be together?"
As soon as Meng Hao's words came out, the eyes of the four arrogances around him flashed one after another, each of them gave Meng Hao a deep look, and then turned back and smiled inviting.
As a result, the inner disciples on the square were immediately excited one by one, hurriedly approaching, and after holding each other's fists, a group of dozens of people left with laughter.
Meng Hao was in it, chatting and laughing like being overwhelmed by the stars.
In the huge square, now only Liu Yanbing and others were left, and all of them looked ugly at this moment, especially when they looked at Liu Yanbing, they were full of grief and indignation.
In the days that followed, Meng Hao did not make alchemy all day, but often went to the valley of the purple energy. Gradually, the older and more people he knew, the invisibility made Meng Hao's name rise in the purple energy. .
Similarly, at the alchemist's place, Meng Hao also found time, visited one by one, confirmed the alchemy with each other, exchanged experiences, so that each had a harvest, and gradually weave a network of contacts.
But here, Liu Yanbing bitterly discovered the horror of the forbidden alchemy. Some alchemists who could give him alchemy before, now they saw him, they ignored him, no matter how much he paid, there was no other alchemist for him. Alchemy.
Besides, beside him, some of the friendly people who were originally estranged gradually.
He even went to find his ancestor for this, but he was severely reprimanded to go out. Because the alchemist was in the Zi Yun Sect, he could not be offended, especially when the prohibition order was issued, it spread throughout the entire Zi Yun Sect. , And his ancestors also knew that the most terrifying Dandong line was actually not the Dan Dao, but its protection of shortcomings!
The degree of short-term protection can be seen from the prohibition pill!
Dandong’s line, from top to bottom, can fight internally and compete with each other, but once outsiders humiliate each other, even if the alchemy masters have hatreds, they must be consistent with each other, because the alchemist must not be humiliated or offended. This is Dandong. The iron law of one pulse!
And because of this, there is a ban on alchemy.
Perhaps in the outside world, it is nothing to offend an alchemist who is not in the Dandong line, and other alchemists will not participate, but in the Dandong line, offending one alchemy is tantamount to offending all alchemists.
Perhaps it is indeed a little unreasonable, but it is this kind of unreasonableness that makes the Dandong line of alchemy masters, whether in the sect or outside the sect, are extremely respected.
Offending one is tantamount to offending all. The seriousness of this matter is something that few people can bear.
Similarly, if someone offends other alchemists, then Meng Hao must not stand out here, because as an alchemist, the first thing to maintain is the title of alchemist.
Time passed slowly. Meng Hao made three pots of medicine a day. As a result, when other alchemists looked at it, some of the previous ones felt uncomfortable, and they were much less.
After all, there are tens of thousands of disciples of the inner sect in the purple energy line, and the alchemy-seeking master has become the rule, as long as it is not swallowed by one person, it will not cause too much dissatisfaction.
In addition, Meng Hao visited most of the city, and his speech and manners made people feel like a spring breeze, and these emotions were once again resolved, so that the alchemists of Dandong's line gradually accepted Meng Hao.
And here, Meng Hao also saved a lot of time. In addition to the three furnaces every day, the extra pill was handed over to the sect on the one hand, and on the other hand, he was building a foundation to slowly increase his cultivation base.
A few months later, late this night, Meng Hao had a solemn expression. He sat cross-legged in the cave mansion, looking at the three bottles of Jitian in front of him, and after a moment of silence, his eyes exploded.
"The sixth Taoist platform, to be opened today!" Meng Hao took a deep breath. The sixth Taoist platform in his body has already completed 90%. This last 10% is due to the existence of that swallowing power. Hao prepared for a long time, until he thought it was safe, then decided to open it.
He showed persistence in his eyes, took out Zhuji Tian, swallowed it and closed his eyes, the sixth Taoist platform in his body condensed in this moment, and gradually the golden light filled Meng Hao's body, and there were bursts of runes shining outside this light, but almost As soon as he appeared, a nagging voice came from the side.
"Three bullies, three bullies, three less!" It was the skin jelly who had just awakened from the voice. As it spoke, it breathed out toward Meng Hao.
The exhalation of this breath immediately concealed the golden light outside Meng Hao's body, and also changed the breath of Meng Hao's perfect foundation construction into an ordinary one, making it impossible for Zi Yunzong to detect it.
Time slowly passed. When the early morning came, Meng Hao's body shook suddenly, and his skin instantly dried up. A huge suction suddenly burst out of his body, as if he had been hungry for tens of thousands of years. Together with its soul, swallowed instantly.
But Meng Hao was prepared. Almost the moment the suction came out, he smashed the several pill bottles in front of him. He swallowed a lot.
As soon as these pills entered the body, they exploded, turning into a majestic spiritual power that was continuously absorbed by the sixth platform.
Until midday, Meng Hao's eyes suddenly opened and closed, and a dazzling light flashed by. He sat cross-legged, looking no different from before, just a little thin, but it was inside his body, as if it contained violent storms. , The shocking waves of cultivation base continued to spread, and they were hidden bit by bit by the skin.
The sixth perfect platform was already condensed. At this moment, Meng Hao took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes. After opening it again a short while later, there was no more glamour in his eyes, but turned into Calm, but this calm gaze seems to contain some kind of strange light, this light is self-confidence that is cultivated!
Six perfect roads, the peak in the middle of the foundation construction, and another road, Meng Hao can step into the latter stage of the foundation! Once it reaches the late stage of foundation building, Daozi who has no time to build the foundation is in front of him, and has no qualifications, because their Daotai will be crushed and trembling.
Even now, Meng Hao of the six Taoist platforms, killing Tao Zi, is no longer a problem.
As for the so-called Tianjiao, in front of him, it is like an ant, destroying it.
"Perfect foundation, extremely overbearing..." Meng Hao said softly, his eyes were even more expectant. He looked forward to the moment when he perfected the foundation of his nine pedestals.
"Three bullies!" Pi Dong's voice came, and he appeared in front of Meng Hao as soon as he shook his body.
After molting, the skin jelly has not turned into a parrot anymore, but has kept its appearance.
"Three bullies, none of them will be less!" Meng Hao said quickly, categorically.
Pi Dong was satisfied, he breathed, and muttered that he was going to talk to the ancestor of the Li family about the lunch break, and disappeared into Meng Hao's bag.
Seeing Pi Dong left, Meng Hao got up and pushed open the door of the cave. The midday sun was shining, and Meng Hao took a deep breath. At this moment, the outside world is already in early spring. This place is not like the snow in Zhao Guoguo. In the winter of Zong Yunzong, there is no snow.
Silently looking at the sky in the distance, Meng Hao thought that he had been in this Zi Yunzong for more than three years, and even if he calculated it carefully, it would be almost four years away.
"Time flies so fast..." Meng Hao murmured softly. Since practicing, he has discovered that the passage of time is no longer mortal in the senses.
In the silence, he thought of Chen Fan, of Senior Sister Xu, and of Little Fatty. Those scenes of figures appeared in his mind. He knew where they were, but they... didn't know where they were.
The name of Meng Hao now seems to be a thing of the past in the Southern Territory. Few people mention it again, and it is almost forgotten. The turmoil of that year has gradually disappeared with the passage of four years.
"Life is like a dream, no matter how beautiful the fallen leaves are, it will only live one season..." Meng Hao smiled freely and freely looking at the new buds of the trees in the distance. He liked the identity of Fang Mu and the feeling of Dandong as a classmate's home. At this moment Lifting his right hand, a jade slip appeared in the palm of his hand.
This jade slip was sent by the ancestors of the Li family in order to ask for skin jelly, branding it, and it recorded a set of core exercises of the Li family.
My intention.