These figures flying quickly from Qingluo Zong are very fast, but Zhou Jie at this moment, his speed is faster, when he rushed out, with the echo of the roar, he turned into a long rainbow and whizzed away.
It’s not far from Meng Hao here. At this moment, the impact is immediately closer, making Meng Hao clearly see the madness and confusion in Zhou Jie’s eyes at this moment, and there is a touch of bloodshot eyes at this moment. pain.
As if wanting to die!
"Kill me!!" Zhou Jie roared up to the sky. At this moment, the members of the Azure Luo Sect came in an instant, a total of five people, five alchemy cultivators, each pinched the tactics, and the world collapsed, and Zhou Jie's surroundings roared fiercely. , His body immediately seemed to be squeezed invisibly, his face was distorted, and the craziness in his eyes reached the limit.
A roar of shaking from all directions suddenly broke out from Zhou Jie, turning into a shock, causing the five alchemy cultivators around him to change their complexions. They all rolled backwards and stepped back. Blood spurted out one after another.
This scene immediately made Meng Hao's mind buzz, and an unbelievable appeared in his heart. You must know that this Zhou Jie is now just building the foundation and consolidating alchemy in half a step, but the five cultivators in the early stage of alchemy are shocked. Blood, this kind of strength made Meng Hao take a deep breath.
Even at this moment, from Zhou Jie's body, the strength of his cultivation level rose in an instant, and his roar became more earth-shattering as he continued to explode.
"The remnant soul seizes the body, the return of the past life, this technique is Huo Cang, so it is not the reason, the soul is already lost." In Meng Hao's mind, Feng Yao Guyu, there was a different voice from the vicissitudes of life when he saw Han Bei that day.
At this moment, an illusory shadow appeared next to the crazy Zhou Jie, his right hand was lifted up and pressed down sharply, and when it fell on Zhou Jie's shoulder, Zhou Jie's whole body trembled, his momentum was relaxed, and his eyes were crazy. Dissipated, no longer at a loss, replaced by a touch of indescribable pain.
"Kill me..." His body trembled, and the pain in his eyes seemed to have endured unimaginable torture. Such a Taoist, a character whom Meng Haodu admired a little at the time, was clearly sober at the moment, but he still said it. Those three words.
The word for killing is not something everyone can say. The desire to live is always there. Only the real... Death is better than life!
After Zhou Jie said this, he passed out into a coma, and the phantom around him was revealed. It was the ancestor of Zi Luo. He had a solemn expression. He grabbed the unconscious Zhou Jie and turned his head sharply when he left. In the distance, Meng Hao witnessed all this.
"Master Fang is here too. I laughed. The child Zhou Jie was confused by his practice and got demons." The ancestor Ziluo sighed, shook his head and stopped talking, and took Zhou Jie away. The five alchemy monks around him, Also followed to leave.
Meng Hao was silent. This scene gave him a great shock. The Daozi of the year, and today's Zhou Jie, this scene must have experienced unimaginable changes within the past five years.
In Meng Hao's mind, the battle with Zhou Jie appeared in the rainy night of that year.
Seeing noon, Meng Hao turned silently, returned to Qingying Peak, and returned to the attic.
He sat there cross-legged, with scenes of Zhou Jie just now appearing in his mind, as well as the words of Feng Yao Guyu, and he felt that this Qingluo Sect was mysterious and unusual. For a long time, Meng Hao shook his head and stopped thinking about it. , But lifted his right hand and took out the pill furnace from the storage bag.
Even when he was outside, Meng Hao still maintained the habit of making alchemy every day. At this moment, he patted the alchemy furnace, and the alchemy furnace buzzed. Meng Hao took out the ground fire crystals and prepared to make a poisonous pills.
After becoming the master alchemy master, Meng Hao was in Dandong's line, and the most refined was Poison Pill, which was matched with various plants and trees, and eventually evolved into either a powder or a Poison Pill.
There are many kinds, and each one has its subtleties.
A plant of medicinal herb was taken out by Meng Hao and catalyzed in his hand upon request. At this moment, in his hand, there is a Treasure-leaf flower. This flower is non-toxic, but in the hands of Meng Hao, it can be catalyzed. The moment of dying.
Because of that moment, with the accompanying catalysis of other herbs, a trace of toxins that outsiders can't detect can be produced.
But just as Meng Hao’s right hand was shining with purple light, the power of catalysis was unfolding, and the moment the treasure leaf flower swayed and grew, suddenly Meng Hao’s body shook, and his eyes widened in an instant, revealing brilliant light, and even his breath was here. There was a rush, in his mind, at this moment, if there was a flash of lightning rumbling by, a thought that suddenly appeared was cut away.
This idea has nothing to do with Zhou Jie, but with Han Bei, and it has something to do with Dandong!
Even when this idea emerged, Meng Hao's heart set off a huge wave, causing the precious and precious leaf flower in his hand to be no longer stable due to the ups and downs of Meng Hao's mood, and thus directly collapsed.
But no matter how precious this precious leaf flower was, Meng Hao didn’t care at this moment. He was breathing fast, his eyes flashed rapidly, and he stood there, not even paying attention to alchemy, instead he took the thoughts that suddenly appeared in his mind. , Keep zooming in.
"Dandong pulse... Purple Yi Jue... Catalytic power... Allows medicinal herbs to grow... Can accelerate alchemy..."
"Nine ancient Han family...Han Bei...The refining of the years... Forging the treasure of the years... It can change the years of time..." Meng Hao muttered. With every sentence, his eyes were instantly brighter. At the end, the light in his eyes seemed to be He could surpass Chi Yang, and when he raised his head sharply, he took a deep breath.
"The Purple Yi Jue of the Dandong line is clearly the Han family's refinement of the years!!" Meng Hao patted his storage bag with his right hand, and immediately took out the jade that he had obtained with Han Bei in the ancient blessed land. Page.
This is not the first time Meng Hao has studied this jade page. The refining of the years recorded here can produce the treasure of the years, a magic weapon that Meng Hao once desperately wanted to possess.
It’s just that there were three pieces of this jade page. One was left in the Fudi Ding, and the other was swallowed by the skin. Meng Hao only obtained the third page here. After researching, he found that if you want to refine the treasure of the years, it takes the least time. It will also take hundreds of years, as if the power of the years is stored on it, which has to be given up.
For too long, Meng Hao couldn't refine it at all.
Time slowly passed, until late at night, when the moonlight outside spread over the earth, Meng Hao took a deep breath, and his whole body seemed to have recovered. At this moment, when he raised his head, Meng Hao's eyes showed unprecedented brilliance.
"I should have thought of it long ago... the refinement of the years, the catalysis of the purple meaning... this is all derived from a magical power! Or, it is a magical technique derived from a magical power!"
"This third piece of jade page, the age-locking technique recorded on it, locks the power of the years once every ten years. It can be locked sixty times in six hundred years before it can show its power. Xiaocheng." Meng Hao raised his right hand and patted the storage bag, and immediately took out a piece of Chunqiu wood.
"Perhaps the second jade page swallowed by skin jelly, or the first jade page left by Fudi Yuanding, one of them is the purple catalysis that records the Dandong vein!
And if you want to become the treasure of the years, this purple catalysis is indispensable! "Meng Hao looked down at the jade page and Chunqiumu in his hand, with strange glow in his eyes.
"Is it right? Just try it!" Meng Hao didn't hesitate anymore, his right hand was instantly purple, and his expression was extremely solemn, turning all the Purple Yi Jue into action and blending it into the spring and autumn woods.
Time passed, and an hour later, Meng Hao frowned. This Chunqiu Wood was like a black hole that swallowed everything. The catalytic power transformed by Meng Hao's Purple Yi Jue had no effect on this Chunqiu Wood.
Meng Hao groaned for a while, looked around, suddenly snorted, took out the main furnace token, and pressed it, and the token flashed with purple light, covering Meng Hao and the attic.
The token of the main furnace, Meng Hao knew it when he became the main furnace. This order had a miraculous effect. It could form a light curtain to shield the divine consciousness and prevent the alchemist from being stolen during the alchemy.
This technique was created by Dandong's line of strength, and it has not been cracked yet, and the alchemist's alchemy is not always needed, so within a few hours, this shielding power cannot be broken.
Unless it is a long time, it will be torn apart by the minds of people.
Together with the light curtain, at this moment Meng Hao did not suppress the cultivation base anymore, but unfolded the perfect foundation of the six platforms in an instant.
At the moment of unfolding, the main furnace token he placed here also emits a soft light, covering everything here, and at the same time, Meng Hao’s body comes from the change of skin jelly. The strength was also dispersed, causing Meng Hao's cultivation base to explode at the moment without revealing it.
But Meng Hao knew that it couldn't last for too long, or maybe it would have branched out. At the same time as his cultivation base broke out in an all-round way, his purple intention catalysis had also directly reached its peak.
Visible to the naked eye, the Chunqiu Wood in Meng Hao's hands gradually emitted a green light, and a new sprout appeared faintly!
The moment he saw the new bud, Meng Hao's eyes showed excitement, his body's cultivation base dissipated in an instant, his left hand raised the pinch, as if there was an afterimage, ten consecutive seals were hit by Meng Hao directly on the spring and autumn wood. superior.
These ten seal tactics are exactly how to lock the age.
Following the imprint, Chunqiu Wood shook violently and recovered as usual, but when Meng Hao looked at it, he clearly saw the difference between Chunqiu Wood and the previous one. It seemed that there was a sense of heaviness and even faintly on it. Can feel the faint breath of time.
"It really works!" Meng Hao's eyes flashed, and after putting it away, the purple light of the main furnace token was diffused.
"Unfortunately, it is inconvenient for all cultivation bases to be developed here. When I leave Qingluo Zong, I will definitely try to see how many years can catalyze this spring and autumn wood." Meng Hao took a deep breath and was heartened. He has thought about the treasure of these years. Many times, it’s a pity that he can only look at the refining for hundreds of years and sigh. But now, he has found the correct refining method. If this continues, Meng Hao believes that it won’t take long for him to make a handful, which contains ten. The treasure of the time of Jiazi.
Meng Hao doesn’t know the specifics of this treasure, but his expectations are extremely high. It can be called a magical power by the Nine Ancient Han Clan, and it can be transformed into a Purple Yi Jue by Dandong’s line. Turned into a treasure, Meng Hao believes that he will not let himself down.