"Fifth Lord knows!"
"you do not know!"
"Ah, let you know how amazing the ancient fairy birds are!" The parrot's eyes were green, and its dignity was provoked, and it screamed. Its wings suddenly flapped. Suddenly, a stray light appeared on its body. Dwarf mountain.
In the next instant, when these rays of light shrank, they seemed to have brought something back from this low mountain. When they were gathered together, they suddenly turned into a fist-sized mass of blue-black soil.
"Have you seen it? This is the secret of this black land. This is only made by the fifth master in this mountain!" The parrot shrieked with an arrogant look.
Pi Dong was stunned and extremely quiet. It seemed that he was enlightened at this moment, and gradually realized it, but soon he had new curiosity.
"What is this?" Pi Dong rolled his eyes, thinking of Meng Hao's words before, and thinking of the parrot's madness, and immediately felt a little excited in his heart.
"This bastard, old bird, you can fool people, you just don't know anything!" Pi Dong said quickly.
The parrot gave Pi Dong a contemptuous look. This time, without the slightest reaction before, Pi Dong was stunned.
Meng Hao's eyes flashed slightly, staring at the purple-blue mud. On it, he didn't feel the slightest strangeness, it seemed very common.
"I don't know where I made a mess of mud, dare I say that I know everything?" Meng Hao said lightly. He had discovered that this parrot seemed...a bit afraid of being agitated.
Although the skin jelly had just used this method and it didn't work, Meng Hao decided to try again.
He almost finished speaking, and immediately all the parrot's miscellaneous hairs were erected, and green light appeared in his eyes, as if white air appeared on the top of his head, as if he felt that his dignity was seriously underestimated, making it too proud to bear.
It seemed that it could not care about Pi Dong's words, but only Meng Hao could not bear the slightest stimulation.
"You dare to look down on Wu Ye, Wu Ye is an ancient fairy bird, there is nothing I don't know, mountains and seas, who does not know that you believe in Wu Ye, you will live forever! You listen to Wu Ye, this is the immortal knowledge soil!"
"This is many years ago, a powerful man drew a talisman in the starry sky and threw it down. The original intention was to seal the star, but it was eventually hindered by someone. After this rune entered the star, Burned to ashes.
But this powerful cultivation is through the sky, so the rune contains his magical powers, even if it becomes ashes, it still has the power of the immortal family, and the ashes are scattered on the earth, and it is here.
So this land became black, because the land here contains the ash traces of burning runes! "
"As the ancient fairy bird, I saw this scene with my own eyes, how can I admit it!" The parrot was furious and immediately spoke sharply. Hearing these words, Meng Hao's eyes shrank sharply, and his heart was shocked.
Can draw a rune in the starry sky to seal the power of a star, this kind of monk, if he changes to the cave of death, Meng Hao will never believe it easily, but after seeing the ugly gate, Meng Hao is very This kind of powerful person has some understanding.
At this moment, he took a deep breath, looking at the angry look of the parrot, he was sure about 70% to 80%.
"It is amazing to be able to draw the power of sealing a star, but in the end this rune was disturbed by people, it was difficult to seal, but burned to form ink soil... Then who is this disturbing person?" Meng Hao Silence, what appeared in his mind for a moment was the word season.
"Illusive and ethereal, this story is pretty good, but who knows if it's true or false." Meng Hao has already determined a lot in his heart, but there is no change on his face, and he still speaks lightly.
The parrot was even more angry. He flew madly in this cave for a few laps, looked at Meng Hao fiercely, suddenly opened his mouth, spit out a green light, and went straight to Meng Hao.
The speed was so fast that before Meng Hao waited to dodge, the green light merged into the center of his eyebrows and turned into a message, which was imprinted in his mind.
This information is about hundreds of words and it is very complicated, but when Meng Hao saw it, it immediately seemed to understand it. This is a kind of pupil technique.
"Look again with this technique! This is the immortal technique brand, which can be learned without comprehension!" The parrot stared at Meng Hao, as if he would never stop if he couldn't let Meng Hao think he was right. .
Meng Hao closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes a moment later, the pupils of his right eye immediately shrank, only slightly shrinking, Meng Hao suddenly felt that the cultivation level in his body was quickly taken away by his right eye.
It seemed that the whole body was about to wilt in an instant. Meng Hao was shocked. Suddenly, the immortal spirit in his body broke out at this moment, went straight to Meng Hao's right eye, and instantly blended in.
Meng Hao's right eye directly stabbed, tears left behind, and his eyes were faintly blurred. When everything was clear, he suddenly realized that the world in his right eye seemed to be different, but it was not specific to describe it.
Then his eyes fell directly on the purple-cyan mud.
Under this look, Meng Hao immediately shook his mind. He faintly saw that there was a hint of golden aura floating in the mud, condensing one after another incomplete faint runes, these runes. They were all golden, and there was a strong pressure that only Meng Hao could feel at this moment.
In this coercion, these runes seem to have turned into golden little people after another, raising their right hands towards the void, drawing something.
There was only a trace of this coercion, but it was this trace that made Meng Hao's mind roar, and his spiritual consciousness was unstable. He closed his eyes suddenly, blocked his gaze, and dispelled the pupil technique, but even so, he was still pale. It took a long time to recover. When he opened his eyes, his right eye was bloodshot.
"Feel it, the fifth master knows everything. This is just a little bit of rune-patterned will. If you really meet the real gray of the fairy rune of the year, it is not as simple as a trance. You will die if you see it. !
Moreover, this kind of soil, the entire black earth, although not very much, but not too many.
Looking around the world, there are not many people who can feel this soil is not vulgar. Among these people, those who can see the will of the fairy talisman like you are even rarer. If it were not for this place, it would not be preserved until now.
Once this soil leaves here, it will become wasteland. In addition, I'm telling you a secret. If you have great opportunities and great luck, you can collect more soil like this here, and you may be able to understand the powerful generation. Rune supernatural powers, now you can shout, believe in the fifth master, and gain eternal life, once the fifth master comes out, who will fight for the front!
This sentence has been said by countless people many years ago! "The parrot spoke proudly. Seeing Meng Hao's pale face at this moment, he felt more powerful and arrogant.
"It's so powerful... Just such a small piece of soil has such amazing power, and looking at the entire ink soil, I don't know how much such soil exists..." Meng Hao ignored the parrot and took a deep breath at this moment, his eyes exposed. A fine mang.
He thought of the voice of Feng Yao Gu Yu.
"The immortal of the nine mountains, the pinnacle of a stroke, the talisman of all beings, the collapse of the sky... This force melts the earth, melts the death, accepts the demon life, this place... can be repaired... the seal of truth!"
Meng Hao's eyes flickered, and how to practice this technique already existed in his mind. He had always healed his wounds before and had no time to enlighten him. At the moment, looking at the mass of mud, Meng Hao thought about it.
Time passed, and another half month passed. The parrot and the skin jelly did not know where they were. They were not in this cave. During this period, the couple went out from time to time. The skin jelly targeted the parrot almost every day. With a few words from the parrot, the skin jelly shrank immediately.
Meng Hao devoted himself to studying the Fengzheng technique, occasionally using pupil technique to look at the mud, each time he had some incomplete insights, immersed in his research, sometimes he would take out Ji Hongdong’s storage bag, but the imprint on it The text was still there, but it was weaker. Meng Hao tried a few times and felt vaguely that it might not take long to open it.
Time to wander a little bit, apart from studying these things, Meng Hao pondered for a long time, and did not swallow the Heavenly Pill given to him by the master. This pill can increase lifespan, but the most important thing is to suppress the flowers of the other side and break obstacles.
Only three can be swallowed in a lifetime, and swallowing at this moment is a waste.
As for the Hunyuan Butian Pill, it can increase the lifespan, but Meng Hao only has one pill, and there is no spirit stone to copy at this moment. After pondering, he decides to suppress it and so on. After all, he is now healed from his injury. It's not urgent.
In addition to these, he is still considering the catastrophe of the perfect golden core. At this moment, he has only one herb to refine the perfect golden core in his storage bag, which is completely complete.
The lesser strain is not a rare thing. Even if it is Motu, Meng Hao judged that it should still be available.
It was just the catastrophe of the perfect golden pill, Meng Hao thought for a long time, and there was no other way to solve it except to fight it with skin jelly.
On this day, when Meng Hao was feeling the immortal soil, his mind suddenly moved, and his spiritual consciousness suddenly spread out. Brother Ji, walked towards him.
"Four seniors, the place in front of that guy lives." Huang Daxian said in a low voice, with a bruised nose and swollen face, even a few teeth had fallen out, his expression wilted.
"Stop talking nonsense, lead the way!" Among the four foundation building cultivators, one of them snorted coldly.
"I want to see if this person has any three heads and six arms that actually possesses this kind of pill!" A flash of greed flashed in the eyes of the four people. Among the four foundation-building monks, one of them was the foundation-building cultivator, and the other three also They were all in the middle stage of foundation construction, and the four were together. They were brutal and domineering and had a good reputation. They all have more or less totem marks on them, which are similar to the brothers of West Desert, but they are different.
"Be cautious for a while. This person has this kind of pill, and I am afraid that he is not an ordinary person. Don't destroy the storage bag before dying. We will lose more than the gain."
"Yes, I will wait for an instant and kill him immediately, without giving him a chance to destroy the storage bag!" The four of them looked at each other and whispered.
Huang Daxian dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak, and hurriedly whispered a promise.
Meng Hao took back his spiritual sense, Huang Daxian had his spiritual sense brand on his body, and Meng Hao knew all the actions of the other party, including this time the other party's pill caused the disaster and was arrested.
Meng Hao could have killed the matter directly, but thinking of the fairyland that contained immortal charms, he changed his mind and let Huang Daxian lead people there.
"I need enough immortal soil, the more immortal soil, the more comprehensive perception will be." Meng Hao closed his eyes.