As the earth slowly calmed down, and as the sound from the ground gradually disappeared, the entire Saint Snow City became quiet.
All of them looked up at the sky and looked at the place where Master Zhou and others disappeared. Everyone hated silence and was not emotional.
Master Zhou, Saint Snow City and even Motu's first alchemist were taken away in this way.
Leaving the Saint Syracuse that missed him forever, maybe in a new area, continue his great reputation as a master...
This sudden incident has made many people unable to think of it before.
Meng Hao looked at the sky with thoughts in his eyes. He was thinking if he had beaten Zhou Dekun in the previous pill fight, and Zhou Dekun did not show an unpredictable appearance. Maybe it was Zhou Dekun who was standing here at the moment and was taken away. …
It's yourself.
Meng Hao was silent.
The hundreds of monks around were also silent. There were too many things that happened on this day, and everyone needed time to adapt.
In this silence, Meng Hao shook his head, turned around and first glanced at Han Xueshan who was at a loss at this moment, and then folded his fists to the old woman of the four elders, and then turned around, in this silent world that seems to be a picture, slowly Swallow walked away.
As soon as he walked out, the cultivators around immediately recovered one by one, looking at Meng Hao together.
The four elders also turned their eyes on Meng Hao, the second elder hesitated, and the fourth elder stepped forward and hesitated. Instead, the old woman didn't say a word.
The great elder, the dwarf, smiled instantly on his face, took a few steps quickly, and said loudly to Meng Hao.
"Master, where are you going?"
"My name is Meng." Meng Hao paused and looked back at the Great Elder.
"Someone said before that this city doesn't welcome me, so Mengmou naturally wants to leave Saint Snow City." Meng Hao sighed, shook his head and spoke, then turned and continued walking.
When Meng Hao said these words, hundreds of monks around him were shocked, and all of them would have reacted. If Zhou Dekun was there before, they would not look down on Meng Hao, but now Zhou Dekun has become history. Here, Meng Hao's status instantly rises infinitely.
Zhou Dekun is gone, if the alchemist in front of you is gone, the loss would be too great for Saint Snow City!
The elder turned his head and glared fiercely at the second elder, and quickly stepped forward and stopped in front of Meng Hao, laughing.
"Master Meng, it was a misunderstanding before, so don't mention it again. It's my Hanxue family's poor hospitality. Master, please don't take it to heart."
"Yes, Master Meng's alchemy is the pinnacle. Why should I wait for my general knowledge? This place is Master Meng's home!"
"Master Meng, stay. If you are gone and your talents are buried in this troubled world, it is better to stay here, you will be famous!"
"Master Meng, I beg you to stay here." At this moment, the surrounding monks spoke quickly, their voices buzzing, and the voices of hundreds of people echoed all around. Their voices were sincere and sincere. When they fell into Meng Hao's ears, Meng Hao There was movement in Hao's eyes, his steps stopped, and he looked back at the cultivators around him, clasped his fists and bowed deeply.
"Thanks to the kindness of fellow daoists, Meng shouldn't be able to refuse, but... there are people here who are not happy and have to leave." Meng Hao said, the second elder's complexion changed, and he noticed that many of his eyes were looking around. He gritted his teeth to himself, immediately stepped forward, and bowed deeply to Meng Hao with his fists.
"Master Meng forgive me, because the old words were wrong before, please don't mind the master. In the heart of the old man, the master is the pinnacle of the alchemy. It is even more difficult for my Hanxue family to work hard and not afraid of danger. Come and help. This This kind of kindness, the old man is not unforgettable!
Grand Elder, I suggest that you must give Master Meng a cold snow silkworm, only in this way can we express the gratitude of our cold snow family. "The second elder said solemnly.
"One is not enough!" The fourth elder, the gloomy middle-aged man, with a sincere smile on his face at this moment, took a few steps, and bowed his fist to Meng Hao.
"One is definitely not enough. There are still two larvae in the family. All should be given to Master Meng. Please also ask the elder to agree. Only in this way can I express my Hanxue family's gratitude. As for the larvae, as long as the family is still there. If there is enough time, we can naturally continue to cultivate."
The great elder felt a pain in his heart, but he looked at Meng Hao and thought that without Zhou Dekun, there was only this Master Meng at the moment, so he gritted his teeth.
"It should be so! Master Meng rest assured, the larvae of the cold snow silkworm will be delivered to the master within a year!"
Meng Hao was happy in his heart, but he was hesitant on the surface. He had learned this ability from Zhou Dekun before.
He hesitated so much, and immediately hundreds of monks around him started to stay. During the first wave of staying, Meng Hao hesitated and chose to shook his head, but immediately after the second wave of staying, Meng Hao's expression was shaken.
"It's not that Meng Mou didn't want to stay here, it's really dangerous here. He has a low cultivation base, and I am afraid that he has no strength to protect himself... Besides, I can only stay here for about half a year. I really can't wait for a year." Meng Hao sighed.
The elder and others looked at each other, the old woman finally spoke, looking at Meng Hao with a strange expression.
"The four of me personally make refining, which can save half of the time and produce a cold snow silkworm in half a year."
"After getting the cold snow silkworm, Master Meng can leave at any time, and I will never stop it." The elder said in a deep voice from the side.
There were a lot of monks in the surroundings, who kept staying again and again. In this very solemn staying many times, Meng Hao reluctantly agreed. With his consent, a lot of respectful voices were heard all around immediately.
In this way, Meng Hao stayed in Saint Snow City, and his fame spread throughout the city for a while. Whether it was a foreign monk or a member of the Hanxue family, the three words of Master Meng were like thunderous ears.
Originally, if there was no Zhou Dekun in this place before, Meng Hao would not have been accepted by the people here so easily, and he would attach great importance to it.
But the foundation that Zhou Dekun laid before is really good. He has succeeded in making the people of this city have respect for alchemy and enthusiasm for alchemy, and even the Hanxue family has accepted him. , And politely.
Under such circumstances, after Meng Hao took over, it was logical to turn Zhou Dekun's previous foundation into his own.
If poor Zhou Dekun knew about this at this moment, he would surely spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, regret for a long time, and sigh that he must be a fashionable man. His hard work for several years has become Meng Hao's property at this moment.
But Meng Hao also felt wronged. It was not his act, but a coincidence, and he fell in front of him, but he couldn't escape, and he was hit on him.
A few days later, the monks in the city seldom talked about Master Zhou. Most of what they talked about has become Master Meng. The place where Meng Hao lives is guarded by the Hanxue family. Extremely protective.
In the past few days, many powerful people have come to visit, all of them are extremely polite. Meng Hao is very knowledgeable about dealing with this kind of thing. It is different from Zhou Dekun’s mysterious and unpredictable, Meng Hao’s smile, and Dan The true attainments of Tao, often a few words, can make the monks here think.
Half a month later, Meng Hao was completely firmly established in this Saint Snow City, and his reputation spread throughout the city, already so impressive.
The savage giant that was more than thirty feet long was already regarded as a mount belonging to Meng Hao. As for the Dragon of the West Desert, he was regarded as a servant of Meng Hao.
Even the monks who came to seek alchemy heard that Meng Hao liked lotus flowers, so he collected lotus flowers from many areas at any cost, making Meng Hao's yard, snow lotus everywhere, and the fragrance of flowers overflowing.
As for the invasion of Motu Palace, it is true that Han Xuezong said that within three months, there will be no more attacks. This gives the Han Xue family a buffer period. As time passes slowly, in the past three months, Almost every day, the formations are permeating, and the monks in the entire city are mobilized to cooperate with the Han Xue family to consolidate each area.
Only here, Meng Hao became the most leisurely person. After finishing the day, Meng Hao looked at the lotus to meditate, sometimes took out the fairyland runes and felt, and sometimes called the Gula to study the totem.
As for the sky thunder that appears every few days, Meng Hao has become a habit and developed a terrible intuition about thunder. Although every time the ancestors of the Li family screamed and cursed, gradually, in Li On the soul of the family ancestor, there was resistance to thunder.
According to Meng Hao's analysis, the ancestors of the Li family have gradually turned towards Thunder Soul.
However, relative to these, Meng Hao's biggest gain was the fairy talisman, the fairy talisman from the Motu Land. Meng Hao has been studying it since he came to Motu, and he finally saw a hint on this day.
"This fairy soil talisman is very similar to a totem. I have eight levels of assurance to conclude that this so-called fairy talisman... is the oldest totem!" Meng Hao breathed quickly, looking at the fairy talisman paper in his hand, his eyes revealed Jingmang.
"And all the research, at this moment, all point to the totem!" Meng Hao's eyes flickered, and after a long time he closed his eyes, but opened them suddenly after a while.
"The reason why I have a strong interest in totems is that once the catastrophe is over, the biggest problem before me is how to become a dollar baby!"
"Yuan Ying is divided into five elements, with five colors, four colors are flawless, and five colors are perfect... Unless I can find the golden pill chapter of the Supreme Spiritual Sutra, there is a picture of how to step into the four-color Yuan Ying. In this case, the dollar is refined. Only the infant pill can be successful, but this golden pill has long been lost..." Meng Hao's eyes became more intense.
"The realm of Nascent Soul is no better than others. It is too difficult to achieve four colors. I don't have any exercises. However, the totem of West Desert and the five-element alchemy of Yansong in the east gave me a direction.
Whether this direction is feasible or not requires a lot of research. I need more West Desert monks to study their totems before I can finally determine it! "Meng Hao took a deep breath, a flash of cold light flashed in his eyes.