At the moment outside, the parrots are flying up and down in the sky, constantly making sharp sounds.
"Listen well, the fifth master is a fairy bird. The ancient fairy bird knows the sky from the sky to the Jiuyou, and there is no one that the fifth master does not know. If the fifth master is happy, maybe he will teach you some fairy methods, do you know the fairy methods? , Come and shout with me, believe in the fifth master, and have eternal life, once the fifth master comes out, who will fight for the battle!" As he said, the parrot landed on Huang Daxian's head, with a proud look, with a sense of loftyness.
"You are a bird, or a miscellaneous bird, even if you claim to be a fairy bird, you are a bird after all. You are the fifth master, what is the fifth? You are a master at best!" Pi Dong's voice also passed along. After coming out, it lay on the head of a monk who had built the foundation of Dzogchen, very serious. As for the monk below it, his face was pale, with a wry smile.
"Taught you for several lifetimes, but the guy who can only count to three is not qualified to talk to the fifth master!" The parrot looked at his eyelids contemptuously in the air.
"How many can you count!" Pi Dong said angrily, feeling humiliated.
"I can count to nine!" The parrot stared, arrogantly speaking, and said a word, frozen for a moment, as if wondering how big nine is, and deliberately refuted it, but suddenly he saw the parrot's arrogant look. I feel that nine should be a very large number, and for a while, I feel a little inferior in my heart.
The other monks in the surroundings also looked weird, but they didn't dare not to speak, talking about the words that made them feel a little scalp numb. During this period, they saw the horror of these two creatures.
The skin jelly simply cannot be killed. Two months ago, other nearby forces greeted him, but the skin jelly turned into a huge bubble, enveloping those people, and let the dozens of monks go. Boom, motionless.
The people around him were dumbfounded, until the monks were desperate, and then the skin jelly loosened and looked at the parrot provocatively.
But then, when another force nearby came again, the monks here really saw what is called madness and what is miserable.
Just because some of these monks scolded the parrot, the parrot, which looked like a shaggy hair, actually saw a hole and drilled... So fast, often in the blink of an eye, a screaming scream came out, among the coming monks, Almost half of them had blood holes in their bodies, which were directly penetrated by the parrot.
Some unlucky, flew directly from the eyes, and the stern voice will still be remembered by everyone.
As for the scolding guy, the parrot even threatened Skin Jelly, and Skin Jelly turned the hapless guy into a hairy ape.
Next... is the horror that makes everyone still sitting in nightmares.
The parrot roared like lightning, and went straight to the buttocks of the monk whose hair was strong and turned into an ape...
The scream from the monk, mixed with the evil and excited smile of the parrot, instantly made the surrounding silence...
These two consecutive battles directly established this force here, and instantly became the strongest nearby, no one dared to provoke it.
In particular, the parrot’s pride, like swearing, and careful, very vengeful and other things are known to everyone.
As for Huang Taixian, every time he saw the skin jelly and the parrot, he flattered him. Gradually others also learned it. So this place became a place for the parrot and the jelly.
From then on, the monks chanted almost every day: "Believe in the Fifth Lord, and gain eternal life. Once the Fifth Lord comes out, who will fight for the battle!"
The increase in the number of people and the expansion of the sphere of influence also made the collection of immortal soil more and more.
Meng Hao took back his spiritual sense and looked at the storage bag. There was a headache. There were too many people here, and Meng Hao felt that it seemed that there would be more. If this goes on, even if he has more pills, there will be not enough. when.
After pondering for a moment, Meng Hao got up, closed for several months, and walked out of the cave for the first time. As he walked out, Pi Jie immediately flew back. Although the parrot was reluctant, it also whirled around Meng Hao’s head and the canes. They all appeared and swayed from the ground like cheers, and those monks who had seen Meng Hao's strong before came to see him.
It also made this place a little chaotic, and most people who had never seen Meng Haoke but had heard of them all looked towards Meng Hao.
Meng Hao glanced at the people here and frowned. When he was meditating, he walked to the side of the cave and took out the spring water. After looking at the spring water, his heart moved, his right hand raised the storage bag and immediately removed it from the storage bag. Three pills flew out.
Before everyone could see the pill, Meng Hao flicked it, and the three pill went straight to the spring. Then Meng Hao pinched his right hand and pointed to the spring water. The water instantly boiled, emitting high temperature, and burning if there was an invisible fire.
In a moment, a thick spiritual energy instantly dispersed from the spring water and enveloped the surroundings, causing the expressions of the monks around them to change, showing shock and excitement at the same time.
This spiritual energy is so strong that a sip of the spring water is comparable to Danye.
"Here in Danquan, each person can only drink one sip a day!" Meng Hao glanced at Huang Daxian, then looked at the monks who had built the foundation of Dzogchen. Each of these people trembled when they were swept by Meng Hao's eyes. , Zhuji Road was unstable, and I felt Meng Hao's horror and horror.
After bowing their heads and saying yes, Meng Hao turned around, took away the celestial soil collected during this period, returned to the cave mansion, and began to understand this kind of celestial soil.
Until another month passed, Meng Hao was able to continue for half a stick of incense, observing the strokes drawn by the villains of the golden talisman culture in the breath that emerged in the fairyland.
Just according to Meng Hao's judgment, these incomplete strokes are only one of the hundreds of complete runes. If you want to understand more, you need more fairyland.
At the same time, he was also suppressing the possibility of his own pill qi generation, because once the pill qi appeared, the pill formation was completely solidified, and the path to perfect gold pill would be interrupted.
Meng Hao had his own thoughts on the fundamentals of pill energy, but it needed a perfect golden pill before it could be unfolded. He believed that after perfect pill formation, his combat power would once again show leaps and bounds.
On this day, after Meng Hao finished his enlightenment, he took a short break and used the Fengzheng technique again. During this period, he practiced the two magical powers apart, but every time he started the Fengzheng technique, he would not go close. The rocky area.
The more this technique is unfolded, the deeper Meng Hao's understanding will be. The grasp of the details can already be achieved simply, the consciousness merges with the evil spirit, and an incarnation is gathered.
As Meng Hao’s right hand was placed on the ground, the feeling of overlapping surroundings appeared again. After Meng Hao’s spiritual sense instantly merged with the aura emerging from all directions, it suddenly dispersed. Now he can do it, covering the inside and outside of a radius of six hundred miles. This level of spiritual consciousness already belongs to the late stage of Dan formation.
Over a thousand miles, only Yuan Ying boss.
Meng Hao's spiritual consciousness merged with the demon energy, and when dispersed, outside the cave, he could feel that he seemed to have an invisible body. This body could appear anywhere within six hundred miles.
He saw that the number of monks outside the cave had increased to seventy or eighty, and these people were practicing their own practices. Their daily task was to get back the purple celestial soil no matter what method was used to go out and increase the number of days to obtain Danquan in total.
Meng Hao took a look, and then ignored it, but was immersed in this state, walking between heaven and earth, and experiencing the existence and application of that kind of monster aura.
Unknowingly, half an hour has passed. According to Meng Hao’s experience, the incarnation formed by Fengzheng Art can only exist for a little more than half an hour. At this moment, with my experience, when this art is about to disperse, suddenly Yes, this avatar of Meng Hao turned his head abruptly, and when he looked into the distance, his eyes suddenly shrank, but his expression did not panic, but calm.
What Meng Hao's gaze was looking at was the land of turbulent rocks. Wherever it was at this moment, a black mist spread out, condensing into a huge figure of an old man.
Compared with Meng Hao, the old man was staring at Meng Hao like a giant.
The lower body of this old man was completely black mist, he was wearing a black robe, and his white hair was swaying. His eyes were like electricity, and his expression was vicissitudes of life. But there was a crack in the center of his eyebrows. Inside, there were black snakes swaying, sometimes emitting silk. The voice of silk.
"The junior has seen the senior." Meng Hao bowed his fist.
"The old man has observed you several times and answered me, why do you have the Ji family's causal line on your body!" The old man stared at Meng Hao for a long time before he said politely.
"This matter has nothing to do with seniors." Meng Hao frowned and said lightly.
"En?" The old man's eyes were sharp, and his breath roared instantly. The whole person seemed to be at this moment, like the mighty sky, and the black mist was rolling, seeming to rise to the sky. The group of black snakes spreading out from the crack in his eyebrows stared fiercely. Xiang Meng Hao let out a ferocious roar while spitting out the core.
Even at this moment, in front of the old man, hundreds of huge black python phantoms appeared, like the projections of those little snakes, after they appeared, they spread in all directions, and they looked earth-shattering.
Outsiders can't see this scene naturally, and Meng Hao's expression is still calm.
"The last time you came here, you saw that the old man was being suppressed and sealed, so you are not afraid..." The old man looked at Meng Hao and slowly heard a voice. His voice echoed in all directions, like thunder, making the sky gloomy.
"Yes." Meng Hao said lightly.
The old man stared at Meng Hao for a long time, and suddenly laughed.
"That's right, you have the Ji family's causal line on your body, and you are destined to not escape the Ji family's causality in this life.
When you are not old, you can feel the origin of the Ninth Mountain and Sea. It seems that it must be a way of inheritance, but this road... is destined to compete with the Ji clan. I see how far you can go. "The old man's laughter echoed, and he took a deep look at Meng Hao. When he turned around, the black mist quickly dissipated.
Hearing these words of the old man, Meng Hao was a little ignorant. Seeing that the other party was about to disappear, he suddenly spoke with a blessed heart.
"What is the origin of the ninth mountain and sea? Why did the Ji family hunt for it?"
"There are nine mountains in the vast expanse, and each mountain has four stars. The sun and the moon revolve around the mountains and the sea. One mountain and one sea have its origin. The one who has the origin of the mountain and the sea is the lord of the mountain and the sea... Lord, the celestial beings are fighting!"
"Lead Lord Li has two war immortals, the left is the strongest, he changed his surname, Li has sky on his head, and he calls himself Ji. From then on, Ji’s ancestors occupy the palace, hunt the vicissitudes of life, change the four-star heaven, and seal the ten thousand immortals into a platform..."
"Mountains and seas, star battles, fairy tales fall, and lustrous cries, sentient beings look up, what they see is no longer the starry sky, but Jitian!" The old man's voice was stern, like a laugh, and gradually disappeared.
Meng Hao's whole body was stunned in the air, his mind roared, and all that echoed was the voice of the other party who was singing wildly, smiling sternly.