Meng Hao's complexion changed, and when he looked at it suddenly, he immediately saw a figure wearing a torn robe rushing towards him in the mist rolling room more than ten feet away.
A strong evil spirit was overwhelming and turned into a brutal murderous intent. When it was approaching, Meng Hao's body quickly retreated. This scene of change was too sudden, and the figure's speed was so fast that it reached Meng Hao's body in the blink of an eye. Outside, Ke had a sudden pause, staring straight at Zhan Yu in Meng Hao's hand, his expression showing fear and fear.
Meng Hao's heart moved, and the spiritual power in his body was sent into Zhanyu. The jade immediately radiated blood, reflecting the figure in the torn robe, making Meng Hao see clearly the appearance of this person, that is a middle-aged man, but The body withered, like a ghost.
The screams came from the middle-aged man. He retreated quickly, and several flashes disappeared into the mist.
Sweat was secreted from Meng Hao's forehead, and he exhaled deeply. The feeling that the middle-aged man gave him just now was as majestic as the elder Ouyang.
"Could this be a foundation-building monk?" Meng Hao hesitated for a moment, with vigilance in his heart, following the guidance of the blood and walking forward cautiously. After about half an hour along the way, Meng Hao was startled at every step, he saw it. A figure appeared in the surrounding fog from time to time. Each of these figures was comparable to the cultivation level of the Great Elder Ouyang, and there were even a few more that made Meng Hao feel like the head of He Luohua.
"Are these... all puppets?" Meng Hao looked at the figures, and gradually realized that these figures seemed to be lifeless. Fortunately, they were just surrounding them and did not come close. They seemed to be attracted by Zhanyu, and they seemed to be afraid of Zhanyu.
Until the time of a stick of incense passed, when the surrounding figures slowly disappeared, Meng Hao's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he was stunned in front of him, breathing fast, and his eyes straightened.
"This... this..." Meng Hao murmured. In front of him, there is a mountain that is more than a hundred feet high. If only the mountain would not let Meng Hao be like this, this is a... Lingshi Mountain!
Countless spirit stones piled together to form a spirit stone mountain!
Meng Hao has never seen so many spirit stones in his life. At this moment, his mind roared and he would take it away subconsciously, but he stopped as soon as he took a step, because the mountain is gray, like a layer of mist. Covering, that is a prohibition, a prohibition that cannot be touched.
Meng Hao struggled for a long time. He was willing to give up but was not reconciled. However, just approaching the Lingshi Mountain, which was twenty feet away, a strong life-and-death crisis filled his mind, making Meng Hao stop immediately and could only look at the Lingshi Mountain. sigh.
He understands that if he gets closer, he will surely destroy his body and spirit with his own cultivation base.
After struggling for a while, Meng Hao turned his head one step at a time, reluctantly leaving the Lingshi Mountain.
After another stick of incense, following the guidance of the blood, a hazy attic appeared in front of Meng Hao. This attic had a courtyard. The courtyard was dry and there were a lot of weeds, and a piece of it was as tall as half a person. The stone stands there, but this stone is what Meng Hao can see all around. The only place is not only black and white, and no fog, but areas with other colors.
Zhan Yu floated on the boulder by himself, and the blood gleamed immediately after he stopped.
Meng Hao walked a few steps quickly, came to the big stone and looked around. The secret path should be one of the three places of perception. He sat cross-legged on the stone, looking at Zhanyu floating above, with a thoughtful light in his eyes. .
"For so many years, many people have entered this place before me, but no one has succeeded in comprehension. The end of the burning of jade and blood, which means that the time for comprehension has arrived." Meng Hao frowned, his inner desire to be condensed. The idea of Qijuan is extremely strong, but he also knows that his qualifications are average. After all, this opportunity originally belonged to Wang Tengfei. It is estimated that it is difficult for him to succeed at one time.
He didn't let Zhan Yu burn right away, but looked up at the bloody light, with strange glow in his eyes. After a while, Meng Hao gritted his teeth and raised his hand to grab Zhan Yu in his hand, with a strong persistence in his eyes.
"This time, I must feel the Supreme Spiritual Sutra in everything I say!" Meng Hao's voice was determined, and the bronze mirror flew out as soon as he tapped the storage bag, took out a lot of spiritual stones, and prepared to copy.
It has been a month since Meng Hao entered the Inner Sect. The distribution of spiritual stones for the inner disciples was much more than that of the Outer Sect. In addition, he was deliberately pleased by the Outer Sect disciples in the grocery store of the Outer Sect in the past month. There are a lot more spirit stones in the storage bag.
But he quickly became hard to look. He found that he had taken out all the spirit stones issued by the sect, and he could not complete the copy. It was not that the bronze mirror was invalid, but that the spirit stones were not enough, and even the middle-grade spirit stones were useless.
Meng Hao stared at Zhanyu. After a while, he suddenly thought that there were seven or eight special large spiritual stones in his storage bag, which were a bit tangled. After a while, he gritted his teeth and his eyes became red. He took out one piece and placed it on the bronze mirror. Before Meng Hao took out the second piece, there was a flash of light in the bronze mirror. In an instant, there was a dazzling glow, and then fifteen jade swords appeared. This scene gave Meng Hao a stunned. He thought he needed more. There are so many spirit stones, but I didn't expect a large spirit stone to duplicate fifteen blood crystals.
These are blood crystals, which were transformed by the painstaking efforts of the ancestors of the mountain, but now there are fifteen crystals, and Meng Hao is dumbfounded.
"This... What kind of spiritual stone is this?" Meng Hao stayed there, thinking of the two thousand large spiritual stones he had consumed again for a long time, and immediately felt heartache again.
He felt strongly again that this big spirit stone was definitely not something to wait for!
But for Meng Hao at this moment, the Supreme Spiritual Scripture is the key point. Meng Hao gritted his teeth and stopped thinking about the two thousand spiritual stones before. He took out a blood crystal and immediately let it burn. As it burned, the blood light spread to Meng. Hao covered it, and the vague voices were looming, like a dream, making Meng Hao addicted to it, forgetting the passage of time.
At this moment, Xu Qing and Chen Fan are also in their respective areas. Their figures are surrounded by blood and light. Their aptitudes are good, and the possibility of gaining insights is relatively greater. In fact, they are in the retreat of the ancestors of the mountain. In the land, everything depends on aptitude, and so is the so-called chance.
I don't know how long it has passed, the blood light on Meng Hao's body disappeared, and his whole body was awakened, his expression was a little dazed, and it took a long time to recover, but his mind was empty, without the slightest spiritual sutra content.
Meng Hao sighed. He had anticipated this. He took out the blood crystals and continued to realize it. Time passed until all the fourteen blood crystals were consumed without success. Meng Hao felt heartache again. He gritted his teeth and took out another big one. A spirit stone reproduced the Jade Slashing Blood Crystal with persistence, and began to burn, the blood light immediately covered the body again, and felt again.
At this time, the blood on Xu Qing and Chen Fan had long since dissipated, but they did not get up, but continued to meditate, and they did not know whether they had gained any insights.
But here, Meng Hao is like crazy, one after another blood crystals are constantly burning, and the sentiment is constantly appearing again and again. If this scene is made known to outsiders, it will be crazy and extremely jealous.
Until the twenty-seventh blood crystal burned, Meng Hao finally heard a vague sound in the dreamlike world. If someone murmured in his ear, he was quite unclear and could only hear it. The first two words.
"Too... Spiritual..."
Meng Hao opened his eyes, revealing his perseverance, took out the twenty-eighth jade cut blood crystal without hesitation, and realized again.
At this moment, Xu Qing and Chen Fan have returned to the altar one after another, but the two of them never waited for Meng Hao, and suddenly became a little surprised, but they didn’t know where Meng Hao went, and they couldn’t find it accurately, so they could only sit cross-legged. Wait outside the altar.
This wait lasted for three days. Gradually, the two of them became a little uncomfortable, and their expressions showed concern. They didn't even think about Meng Hao's feelings, but immediately judged that Meng Hao must have had an accident.
"Junior Brother Meng, could something have happened?" Chen Fan asked worriedly.
Xu Qing didn't speak, but there was worry in his eyes.
After the two of them discussed, they immediately started searching, but considering that puppets often appeared around them, the search was very slow.
At this time, Meng Hao, with disheveled hair, red eyes, and muttering in his mouth. If you listen carefully, you can hear that the words are full of nonsense, and every word is longing for the Tai Ling Sutra. He took out the forty-third one. The blood crystal shrouded his figure in the rich red glow. It can be said that the red glow has almost never dissipated in the area where he is located. Meng Hao's persistence made him feel desperate to realize it, and copy it without the blood crystal. Feel again.
Up to now, he can hear the sound in his ear clearly, but he can't remember it and can only continue to perceive it.
In this retreat of the patron ancestor, neither Chen Fan Xu Qing nor the crazy Meng Hao had noticed. After their blood crystals burned, they would turn into a bloody light that they couldn’t see clearly. , Sinking into the ground, pouring into the lower part of this underground palace, where there is a secret room.
A dead body with a dry body, sitting cross-legged in the secret room, lifeless and full of life.
Every time a light of blood came and merged into the corpse, it would make his body seem to be a little different. It was not until the third ray of blood merged into his body that the corpse seemed to be alive.
But this vitality is extremely bleak, can only keep him dying, but can't wake up.
He is the ancestor of the mountain. The Jade Slashing Blood Crystal was transformed by his hard work and contained his aura. Therefore, he could only return after burning to maintain his lingering life. If the blood does not come, he will undoubtedly die.
Originally, he would continue to stay in this way until the fire of life was completely extinguished, and a maniac sat here, and even he himself was desperate. Even if most of the sleeping spiritual consciousness was accidentally awakened, it was only an instantaneous awakening. Deep sleep, no extra energy to do anything.
As for Zhanyu, he had left it long ago. If it weren't for this move back then, he would have died completely hundreds of years ago.
"These are the last three jade cutting..." At this moment, the patron ancestor returned through the blood crystal of cutting jade, and barely awakened his consciousness. He sighed, and he was about to fall asleep again. He knew that he might not have the chance to wake up again. .
But at this moment, suddenly, the fourth blood light came to this secret room silently and fell into his body. This scene immediately revived the consciousness of the ancestor who was about to fall asleep again, and he was taken aback for a moment. .
"I...I didn't cut the jade. Could it be a mistake... Hmm?" When the patron ancestor was muttering to himself, suddenly, the fifth blood light appeared and penetrated into his body.
Immediately afterwards, under his stunned mouth, the sixth, seventh, eighth... During these three consecutive days, blood and light appeared one after another, sometimes even in one piece, continuously pouring into his Inside, the ancestor Paoshan set off a big wave in his heart, and his excitement was boiling. At this moment, there was unprecedented hope in his mind, and even his eyes suddenly opened at this moment.
"This... his grandmother's, these are obviously not Lao Tzu's efforts, but they are Lao Tzu's blood crystals, what is going on, what is going on."