Saint Snow City is much larger than Dongluo City. The city is divided into inside and outside, with the Hanxue family inside and the monks outside the city.
Because of the cold weather, the wind and snow are always there, that is, the city is often covered with snow, and there is a scenery that you can't see in the south.
In the east of the outer city, there is a house, and every place has a spiritual spring. Although there is not much spiritual energy, it is an extremely extravagant expression in Motu.
These houses are separate and have formations, making it difficult to break in without the consent of the owner. The most important thing is that the formations of each house are connected to the main formation of Snow City, so they are extremely powerful. powerful.
Those who can live here are all guests who are extremely important to Saint Syracuse, and Meng Hao's residence is also arranged here.
His house is not big, but the courtyard is not small. The savage giant is sitting on the ground like a hill, snoring, and sometimes when he wakes up, he will grab the meat that always accumulates around him, swallow it in big mouths, and once he wakes up When there is no meat, this savage giant will stare and roar.
"Meat... Meat..."
Whenever he shouted, Meng Hao would have no choice but to rush over to deliver the meat. After a long time, Meng Hao felt that he had raised an ancestor...
In the courtyard of this house, in addition to the wild giant who likes to eat meat, there is also a middle-aged man. No matter what time, his face is bitter, like a bitter gourd. After Meng Hao served the wild giant twice , Gave this sacred work to the middle-aged man.
This person is the Ximo Silong who was captured by Meng Hao. Although Meng Hao has released the seal, the poisonous pill has entered his body, making him unable to raise any other thoughts, so he can only sigh and admit his life. .
In this house, at the request of Meng Hao, Han Xueshan thought of a lot of ways, and finally got a lot of lotus seeds, which were catalyzed by Meng Hao and planted in the yard.
There are lotus flowers everywhere, but the flowers that can grow here are not ordinary lotus, but snow lotus.
Snow lotus flowers are everywhere, and the flowers blooming are beautiful, covering the entire yard. Meng Hao often looked at the lotus flowers for a day.
Look at the shape of the flower, the god of the flower, the meaning of the flower, and the lotus sword formation.
Originally for the Ximo Silong, this kind of life was not unacceptable, but... Since Meng Hao asked about the name Silong, since Meng Hao understood what an alien queen is, this one is called Gula. The middle-aged man feels chills in his heart, which is even more sad.
Because Meng Hao likes to study, study blood, study bone, study body, study totem, every study is a nightmare for Gula.
"Silong is divided into ranks one to nine, and the ninth rank is called the big dragon. Just like the different monsters are also divided into ninth ranks, in the land of West Desert, there are all kinds of strange and fierce beasts, they are called different Demon!" Meng Hao sat cross-legged in front of a lotus, looking at the lotus, and his understanding of Ximosilong came to mind.
"One to the ninth-level strange monster, the tenth-level earth demon, the eleventh-level sky demon, and the twelfth level are... totems!" Meng Hao's eyes showed a glimmer of light for an instant. Through his understanding of the foreign demon, he knew the totem of the West Desert. It's not as strange as it was at the beginning.
According to West Desert, the totem of each tribe comes from the twelfth-order strange monsters that appeared in this tribe some years ago, that is, the sky monsters, because only the strange monsters at this level can become totems. And this totem can be imprinted on the body by the blood of the descendants of this strange monster by the tribe, and it will continue as the totem of the tribe.
A strong tribe can have multiple totems, while a weak tribe may only have one.
This is the origin of the totem. It can be said that each totem with a different appearance represents the twelfth-order strange monster of this totem in the past years.
"How strong is the twelfth-order strange monster?" Meng Hao hesitated for a while, he couldn't judge, and Gula couldn't tell the specifics, but he said very strong, but how specific is that few people know.
In West Desert, any Totem monk can control other monsters, but the only one who can control a large number of other monsters is Si Long!
In addition to studying totems, Meng Hao has not given up on the runes of immortal soil. This has almost become an instinct for him. Not to mention researching all the time, but as long as he is free, he will spend some time every day to understand it. .
It’s just been a few days since I came to this Holy Snow City, but the Han Xue family never mentioned the cold snow silkworm, and even the alchemy agreed before, didn’t even talk about it. In the past few days, Meng Hao didn't have any visitors here, he was alone, as if forgotten.
Meng Hao was not in a hurry. He had already revealed a certain amount of strength in that battle a few days ago. He believed that this Hanxue family, no matter what plans they have, as long as they use themselves, they will definitely come to visit.
And as this war continues, the later Meng Hao believes that his poison will be more effective. Although the position of the subject and the object will not be reversed, if the guest is big, the master will also bow his head.
Therefore, Meng Hao enjoys flowers at ease, studies totems, and understands the fairyland.
At the same time, in the inner city of Saint Snow City, in the main hall of the Hanxue family, the four people, including the old woman, were sitting cross-legged and meditating with each other. The lights are also flickering and dimming.
The four of them are the four elders of the Hanxue family, and they are all Yuan Ying cultivation bases, and they sit in the holy city on weekdays, shocking all directions.
"I still don't agree with the suggestions of the three elders. The Hanxue silkworm is of great importance. There are only two larvae that can be cultivated in the clan. How can it be easily given away!" Among the four, a silver-haired old man has a crescent mark on his forehead. At this moment, the mark flashed, and he raised his head and spoke in a deep voice.
These four people have been discussing about Meng Hao for a long time, and they have been unable to unify.
"I agree with the second elder's statement that the monk who is good at using poison is first of all unknown, and secondly, he has cultivated his core pill, so he dare to ask for the cold snow silkworm so arrogantly!
This person must have seen that the holy city is now crumbling, so he came up to blackmail. Such a person, according to the old man's idea, went directly to kill, in order to emulate you! "The one who spoke was a middle-aged man among the four. This man had a gloomy expression and a chilly voice when he spoke.
"I have been talking about this for a long time. No matter what the purpose is, this person may come at this time. He has already explained the problem, and in the battle a few days ago, he also showed a fighting power that can be valued by the old man.
If such a helping hand is rejected by us, who would dare to come? The Fourth Elder said that his origin is unknown, and most of the monks in Motu are practising on a casual day, so how can he prove his origin
The old man has promised him that it will never change. If his poison really doesn't work, it will be fine. Once the outcome is determined, Xue Hancan is his! "The old woman spoke calmly, her voice low.
The hall was silent again. For a long time, the only big elder who hadn't spoken had white hair and an old face, but his body was very short, like a dwarf-like old man, his closed eyes suddenly opened.
At the moment his eyes opened and closed, a brilliant light suddenly appeared, causing the hall to light up, and the oil lamp seemed to be suppressed to be extinguished.
"Well, the three of you have been arguing for a long time, and everything will be decided after Mr. Zhou has identified the poisonous blood!" As soon as the great elder said, the three including the old woman bowed their heads and said nothing.
Time passed slowly. After about two hours, a sound of footsteps came from outside the hall. The four of them looked up, but saw an old man in a black robe, walking with a proud face, and two behind him. The young women follow carefully, with enthusiasm and respect in their expressions, like this old man, they can give everything.
As the old man walked into the main hall, the four people in the hall, except the great elder, the other three all got up one after another, with smiles on their faces.
"Mr. Zhou." Several people said with a smile.
"Zhou has seen you fellow Taoists." The old man surnamed Zhou said lightly, his expression still proud, his face was not very old, his face was red, and the proud breath was extremely obvious. It was obviously that he had been in a high position for a long time, or was People are cultivated by flattery.
If Meng Hao were here at this moment, he would be surprised, because he knew this old man, and it was Zhou Dekun, the main furnace alchemist of Dandong's line who was captured into the ink soil that year!
This week, the old man, the relationship with Meng Hao eased, and the two even had a lot of friendship along the way. They took Meng Hao to many cultivating families and received a lot of offerings. It's a mold.
After he was captured, Meng Hao was still secretly worried. Even when he came to Motu this time, he had been inquired, but there was no news. He always felt that the other party should be somewhere in Motu and was suffering. …
But at this moment, Zhou Dekun, no matter his appearance or pride, is better than that of the past. The old old man is now covered by red light, especially the respect and shyness in the eyes of the two women behind him when they look at him. It is conceivable that this week Lao Er is here, it must be the old tree blooming, blooming again...
"Mr. Zhou, I don't know how the poisonous blood is researched?" The elder of the four, even though he was still sitting cross-legged, opened his mouth with a smile, and looked very polite. Zhou Dekun despised.
"The old man's alchemy, today, only two people can surpass me, one is the old man's master, you also know who it is, master alchemy!
The other is my brother Fang Mu. Apart from the two of them, the old man dare to say that he is number one in the world! "Zhou Dekun spoke proudly, and with a wave of his right hand, he threw out a jade bottle.
"The poisonous blood in it is really good. Even the old man took a few days to thoroughly study it. If it is placed elsewhere, this person is considered a sedan chair, but in the eyes of the old man, this person is also A fellow who is comparable to an alchemist.
The old man can collapse his poisonous path with one breath! Let this person know that Poison Dao can be so easy. If you say that this is today, the most Poison Dao, the old man only admires one person, that is, my junior fellow Fang Mu, once entered the magic pill, the title of Master Danding, any poison In front of him, he is an ancestor! "Zhou Dekun raised his chin and spoke proudly as you can imagine how good his junior and brother are.
The three elders in front of him, except for the great elder, all looked dignified and more polite. As for the two young women behind Zhou Dekun, their brows were full of admiration.