At this moment, on a mountain peak in the Southern Territory, the Hanxue tribe who had already been transported here has been settled by the Ziyunzong, and this mountain has become their new family land.
And the beauty of Han Xueshan also made her immediately attracted the attention of the monks and alchemists of the Zi Yunzong in just a few days. As the family was merged into the Zi Yunzong, Han Xueshan chose the Dandong line and followed Her ideal is to become an alchemist.
After coming here, she finally learned that Master Danding had rebelled against the teacher's school. She couldn't tell how she felt in her heart. She seemed to feel lost and calm.
If you hadn't met Meng Hao before, perhaps this loss would have been more, but now, it seems that whether you can see Master Danding is not the point for Han Xueshan.
"Listen to Sister Xueshan's clansman, you met a Master Meng in Motu Saint Snow City?" A pleasant voice came from Han Xueshan, interrupting the contemplative Han who was standing on the top of the mountain, looking at Motu's direction. Xue Shan.
Han Xueshan quickly turned her head and saw a beautiful woman coming from behind. This woman was wearing a blue long dress. She was bright and beautiful, and her face seemed to be broken, like a collection of love between the world and the earth, like a painting. The person in the world walks into the mortal world.
"Xueshan has seen Uncle Chu." Han Xueshan immediately lowered her head and bowed her body. This Chu Yuyan in front of her was the most beautiful woman she had seen since she came to Zi Yunzong. This kind of beauty, sometimes she When I saw it, I felt a little dazed.
She also heard about the past between the Master Chu and that Master Danding, which were mostly spread by the sect.
"Perhaps only such a woman can be worthy of Master Danding." Han Xueshan saw Chu Yuyan and thought of Master Danding. She suddenly thought of herself and Meng Hao, and Meng Hao appeared in her mind. Silhouette.
"Xueshan?" Chu Yuyan approached and said softly.
Han Xueshan blushed, and immediately lowered her head, feeling a little shy in her heart, secretly asking why she thought of the incomprehensible guy at this time.
"There is a Master Meng who is very good at alchemy. If it weren't for him, our Hanxue family would have been dead and would not have come here." Han Xueshan said in a low voice.
"Is this Master Meng the cultivation of Motu?" Chu Yuyan asked Han Xueshan, looking at her.
"He is a local monk in Motu. He is the golden light ancestor. His cultivation is unfathomable. It has even more catalyzed the thorns. Even the Daozi of Motu Palace is afraid to see him... His alchemy is better than Master Zhou. However, Master Chu, if you ask him, what's the matter?" Han Xueshan said, her face flushed.
Chu Yuyan hid her mouth and smiled, looking at the beautiful girl in front of her. With her experience, she naturally saw the girl's cherishing of spring at a glance. It was obvious that a ray of heart was condensed on the master Meng in the ink soil.
"It's nothing, I just happened to hear from a member of your clan that he was interested in this person's alchemy, and wanted to see what level his alchemy had reached, but unfortunately he didn't follow it, otherwise I can discuss it." Chu Yu Yan shook her head and smiled softly. She could see that Han Xueshan hadn't lied. Since she was sure that the other party was the repairer of Motu, she was not the one she thought, so she turned around and left.
"Well, he doesn't seem to like Southern Territory very much, but Uncle Chu, I have a pill he gave me here. Perhaps you can see from this pill to what extent his elixir is? "Han Xueshan showed expectation. After arriving at Zi Yunzong, especially after entering the Dandong line, she has learned a lot about the advancement of alchemists in the past few days, and she is very curious about what level of alchemy Meng Hao is. division.
"Well, let me see for you, what realm has the Dan Dao reached for that Master Meng you like." Chu Yuyan smiled slightly. As her identity, she would not have done this, but she saw Han Xueshan. , She couldn't help thinking of herself back then, sighed inwardly and nodded.
Han Xueshan was even more shy when she heard the words. She bowed her head and immediately took out the pill that Meng Hao had given her, and handed it to Chu Yuyan. She had just given it out, and she suddenly regretted it.
"He should be bragging, so it reveals the truth, it doesn't seem very good..." Han Xueshan thought of the words that Meng Hao could use this pill to find Master Pill Ghost when he sent the pill.
At this moment, she didn't even notice. Chu Yuyan's complexion changed drastically after seeing this pill, until the change turned into a short breath, Han Xueshan raised her head with surprise and saw her body. Chu Yuyan staggered, seeming to be a little dazed.
"Uncle Chu..."
Chu Yuyan closed her eyes, opened it slowly after a long time, looked at the word "Snow" engraved on the pill in her hand, and looked at Han Xueshan again, she felt a sense of unrest in her heart for some reason.
"What's his name?" Chu Yuyan bit her silver teeth.
"Meng... Meng Hao..." Han Xueshan was a little scared and whispered.
"Damn Meng Hao!" Chu Yuyan couldn't suppress it anymore, gritted her teeth, her voice was complicated, uncomfortable, and a touch of relief. She knew that the other party was not only safe, but also very moisturized.
Thinking of this, Chu Yuyan felt more upset in her heart.
Han Xueshan raised her head fiercely, even though the Master Chu in front of her was higher than her in terms of cultivation level and identity, she still showed anger on her expression.
"Are you still angry for him? He is Master Pill Ding, and he is Fang Mu!" Chu Yuyan glanced at Han Xueshan, sighed, and then passed the medicine to Han Xueshan. Turned around and left.
Han Xueshan's mind was bombarded by thunder, staying there completely, her mind buzzing.
"He is Master Danding..."
At the same time, on the land of West Desert, in a desert, the place is full of wind and sand all year round, and the whimpering wind whizzes around the sky and the earth, making it dim in both day and night.
Every life stepping into this place is like entering a forbidden zone.
At this moment, in the depths of the desert, there is an altar submerged in sand. Under this altar, there is a palm-sized box. At this moment, the box is dazzling and flashes rapidly, the outside desert The wind is stronger. After sweeping across the desert, the wind turns into a black sun, absorbing all the light.
A roar suddenly spread from the depths of the desert, from under the altar, and from the box. Then, the box was immediately shattered, and a mass of flesh and blood flew out of it, wriggling at an extremely fast speed, and gradually turned into a Body, this body looks very weak, and features slowly appear.
It was the black-robed spirit-slashing monk who was passed down by Meng Hao to the Hanxue family's Qi Nan and killed that day!
He did not die, only a body died, his Tao is still there, his origin is not extinguished, and his life is not extinguished.
Time passed, and soon after the figure was fully formed, he waved his right hand and a set of black robe fell on him. He slowly raised his head, with a gloomy look in his eyes.
"The monk who can inherit a complete mark is definitely not a person who is waiting for a moment. After the old man gets out of trouble from here, he will meet again in the outside world... there will always be a time!"
Once Saint Snow City, today's deep pit land, the sky was covered with snowflakes, covering the surface, and it fell on the body of more than five thousand monks in the deep pit.
In the center of these monks, there is a pupa that is more than ten feet high, and bursts of majestic aura are revealed from the pupa, which has lasted for several days and is getting stronger and stronger.
Until this moment, the sound of clicking suddenly came out, and when the surrounding monks looked at it, the pupa, which was as large as one foot, began to shrink, like a wind, and the sound of the wind whimpered, spreading all around.
Look carefully, it is not the wind, but the silk that composes the pupa. It is rapidly decreasing from the inside. Soon, the outer layer of the pupa begins to thin. At the end, the speed of reduction suddenly increases, making the wind even worse. Big, surround this pupa and become a whirlwind.
It blocked the gazes of the surrounding monks, but couldn't stop an increasingly stronger aura, spreading from this whirlwind like awakening to all directions.
The surrounding monks stepped back one after another, staring attentively. After a stick of incense, a figure slowly walked out of the whirlwind. As the figure appeared, bursts of lightning wandered around him, and the ground became a thunder pond, as if This person who came from the whirlwind can control the thunder of heaven and earth, and master the will of thunder.
When he walked out completely, when all the monks around him saw his face clearly, they saw the golden ancestor, saw... Meng Hao!
With long hair wagging, a cyan robe, handsome face, thunder roared behind him, thunder pool spread under his feet, and countless arcs of lightning wandered around his body, like a thunder cloak outside the cyan robe.
Meng Hao completely passed through this catastrophe. At this moment, his cultivation base was running violently. At this moment, the cultivation base of the late Jindan reached the peak of the latter period, and it was only the last step from Yuan Ying...
Meng Hao took a deep breath. His cultivation base was completely different from before. After the catastrophe, his perfect golden core was more condensed. At this moment, the cultivation base was scattered, and the confidence of invincible core formation became more and more in Meng Hao's heart. strong.
What is even more amazing is his physical body, which has experienced the eleventh level of Qi training, the tempering of foundation building, and the baptism of heaven at this moment. At this moment, Meng Hao's physical body has long surpassed ordinary monks. Even the body of some Yuan Ying monks was far less tenacious than his body.
These... Second!
What really satisfies Meng Hao is that after a complete experience of the catastrophe, his physical body's resistance to thunder has reached an astonishing level. Even in the body, there are thunder and lightning, and there will be heaven in the spell. The breath of robbery.
This is good fortune, the good fortune hidden in the tribulation, but this kind of good fortune is not available to everyone, and it needs to be exchanged with a ray of life when facing death.
Meng Hao took a deep breath, and when he walked out, as the whirlwind disappeared behind him, Feng Yao Guyu flew up and was put into the tiger in his storage bag. The eyeless silkworm flew over and turned into a white ring on the index finger of Meng Hao's right hand.
Touching the ring, Meng Hao knew that if it were not for the existence of the eyeless silkworm, he might not be able to survive this catastrophe.
"From now on, the world will be broad and the sky will be wide. With my current cultivation base, be more cautious. I can go anywhere."
The moment Meng Hao walked out of the whirlwind, the moment he raised his head, all four or five thousand monks bowed down.
"Welcome the ancestors to leave the customs!"
The sound roared and turned into sound waves, spreading everywhere.