As for the blood-colored figure, he took a few steps back and flicked his sleeves without showing a trace. Under the moonlight, it showed its appearance and caught everyone's eyes.
It was a mask, a mask with no facial features except for the eyes. Even the eyes were crimson, but it was not crazy, but ruthless.
A cyan gown, long black hair, in this moonlight, in this prestige, first revealed a sense of strangeness.
It is Meng Hao who wears the blood mask!
"Who is your excellency!" Li Tian said hoarsely. Wang and Mo on the side also shrank their eyes. They looked at Meng Hao, and their hearts were solemn at this moment. They couldn't see the strangeness of the mask, but they could see Meng Hao's. The cultivation base is just a pill formation, but the blow just now seemed random, but it showed fluctuations comparable to Yuan Ying.
This made the people here hesitate about Meng Hao's cultivation base.
Yan Song's eyes flickered, staring at Meng Hao, vaguely on Meng Hao, he found a touch of familiarity, this familiar meaning surprised him.
"Does Yan Daoyou invite Meng to come, is this the way of hospitality?" When Meng Hao spoke indifferently, behind him, behind him, in the jungle, a huge figure of a savage giant walked slowly. As for the Gula, it was before he came. When Meng Hao fainted, he couldn't listen to some things.
Although the giant body is big, it is not in the eyes of these three Nascent Soul monks.
"Friend Meng Dao!" Yan Song's eyes condensed, and he immediately recognized Meng Hao's voice, and took a deep breath. In his heart, Meng Hao couldn't help but feel a sense of mystery. In his previous judgment, Meng Hao was a pill monk. Master Alchemy, the scene just now made him have to be solemn.
"How many secrets does this person hide..." Yan Song felt that he couldn't see through Meng Hao. At this moment, he smiled and said with a fist.
"It turned out to be Friends of Meng Dao, misunderstanding, this matter is a misunderstanding, Li Daoyou, Wang Daoyou, Mo Daoyou, Yan Mou will introduce to you, this Meng Daoyou is the last person of Yan and others, Master Alchemy, on the alchemy, even if it is Yan asked himself if he was better.
With Friends of Meng Dao, I can add a lot of confidence when I wait for this trip. "Yan Song smiled, and introduced Li Tian to Meng Hao. After they nodded slightly, the hostility before it dissipated a little.
Regarding Meng Hao's participation, even though Meng Hao's cultivation base seemed to be a pill formation, most of the Yuan Ying cultivators had strange personalities. They knew that there were a lot of fellow practitioners who liked to hide their cultivation bases, and even if they were seen by others, they objected to them.
Yan Song didn't explain the matter too much, and a group of people gathered together beside the Milky Way.
Meng Hao’s expression was calm. The reason why he chose to come here wearing this life-consuming mask was because he had encountered similar things when he was in the ancient blessed land of Qingluo Zong in the Southern Territory. Even if the questioning is solved, the barriers that can be caused later are always there, which is not conducive to development.
So this time, he simply appeared in the strongest posture, and by the way, he also verified how strong he was after putting on the scarlet mask.
"Since all Meng Daoyou are here, then Yan Daoyou should carefully talk about the Spirit Slashing Pill." It was the middle-aged Wang who was speaking. He looked at Meng Hao, and then at the monk Mo who was wearing a black robe next to him. , Immediately showed disgust and hidden murderous intention to Meng Hao.
This gaze did not hide, Li Tian smiled when he saw it, and Yan Song also noticed it, not knowing what to say in a wry smile.
Meng Hao was taken aback for a moment. The murderous intent of the monk surnamed Wang was inexplicable, making him feel surprised. When he glanced over, he suddenly found the middle-aged man surnamed Mo, looking at him with a look of appreciation and a hint of curiosity. Although this person is middle-aged, but his face is as white as jade, he looks handsome, and there seems to be a hint of femininity.
The gaze from the monk surnamed Mo made Meng Hao even more surprised, but he soon noticed something from Li Tian's smile, his hair was terrified, and he gave a dry cough, and stepped back to avoid the gaze of the monk surnamed Mo.
Yan Song shook his head and could only smile bitterly. At this moment, he coughed and spoke slowly.
"Four fellow Daoists, I owe you your trust in Yan and came here. Even if I have reached the agreement to enter the West Desert, Yan will not hide from you, this trip is dangerous!" At this point, Yan Song sees After looking at the four people, they continued to speak after seeing that they were all expressionless.
"Ancient elixir is too much beyond the present, but unfortunately it has been lost. To this day, the elixir only reaches the Yuan Ying, and the elixir of the spirit-slashing realm is rare in the world. Only a trace of the elixir from the ancients and even the ancients is passed on again and again. In the slightest, later generations reconcile it, and the pill that is refined is not as good as it was once.
There is a huge watershed between the ancient pill and the present day, that is, this pill is also known as the other side of the sky. After swallowing it, the monk is immersed in a kind of understanding of the world, sees himself clearly, and cuts the first sword. .
The wooden slips that Yan showed you clearly recorded these. Over the years, Yan had traveled many places and finally determined that this ancient place of alchemy was in West Desert!
About five thousand years ago, there was a tribe in West Desert called Wushen tribe. This tribe was glorious for a while. It was once one of the five major tribes of West Desert. Its holy land, Wushen Mountain, is the place left by the ancient alchemy!
Perhaps the rise of the Wushen clan is also related to this. I have been to this mountain twice in secret, and I can't get close. I can only observe from a distance, the alchemy is still there! "Yan Song said slowly, and his voice came out. Meng Hao's expression remained as usual, and he analyzed from the bottom of his heart that the other party was almost true or false.
"This Wushen tribe is now depressed and split, and turned into five forces, each of which is formed into one. They are the Wubing Department, Wudou Department, Wuda Department, Wuyan Department, and Wuan Department!"
When Meng Hao heard this, his expression seemed as usual, but his heart was shocked. He thought of the ebony captured by himself. This person was from the Wuda tribe.
"Friend Yan Daoist said these are useful, just lead the way, I will wait to enter the Wushen Mountain." The monk surnamed Wang said blankly and coldly.
"Wang Daoyou, this matter is not so simple. Although the Wushen Tribe is split, there is still a Totem Heaven of Wushen Tribe on Wushen Mountain, that is, the ancestor of Spirit Slayer.
With him in Wushen Mountain, who am I waiting to enter? "Yan Song shook his head.
"So we have to change the way. The five tribes divided by the Black God will arrange for their tribes to enter the holy mountain from time to time every few days, to worship the ancestors, and to gain totem power.
This is the only way to enter Wushen Mountain in an open and honest way, so I have to mix into a tribe first, and I need to show up in this tribe, gain trust, and then enter Wushen Mountain as a guest!
When I arrived in the mountain, I was waiting to gather together to conspire with the ancient alchemy! "Yan Song's eyes showed a sharp light. Obviously, he has studied this plan for a long time to make sure that there is no problem.
Meng Hao squinted his eyes, Li Tian thoughtfully, Wang and Mo looked at each other, and both agreed with this proposal.
"As for how to show off, how to gain trust, you must have their own methods." Yan Song laughed and looked at everyone.
"How to solve the breath problem." Meng Hao slowly said.
"This matter involves Daoist Laoli. Daoist Li can live in West Desert for a hundred years. So far no one knows which tribe he is in and what it looks like. It can be seen that Daoists do in this respect." Yan Song clasped his fists and bowed to Li Tian.
"There is no problem with this matter. Before coming here, the old man has used secret techniques to refine five artifacts, which can make people change their breath within three years, and the cultivation base will not be obvious. In West Desert, you are the West Desert monk." Li Tian said lightly.
"But this old man can't give free of charge. Yan Daoyou is the initiator, and the old man can give you one, but three dao friends, you either come in exchange for it, or you need to tell me what role you can play in this ancient alchemy. ." Li Tian blinked his eyes and said slowly. The words were not leaking, but the thoughts of the people were revealed without reservation.
"All the formations in Wushen Mountain are complicated and deciphered by the two of us. You don't need to take action again." The monk surnamed Wang coldly snorted.
Li Tian laughed, waved his right hand, and immediately three white lights flew out and fell into the hands of Wang and Mo. The last white light floated in front of Yan Song.
"Friend Meng Dao, how about you?" Li Tian looked at Meng Hao, the people here, he is most jealous of Meng Hao here, the seemingly simple blow by the two before, made him feel the horror of the other's spells.
"All alchemy." Meng Hao's expression remained as usual. He only said these four words, Li Tian's eyes contracted, and Wang and Mo also condensed their expressions.
Yan Song smiled and said nothing. After a while, Li Tian waved his right hand and Bai Guang flew towards Meng Hao.
"You can check the usage of this thing."
"Well, since everyone has a unified opinion, I will go to these five tribes and I will choose the Wuyan Tribe." Yan Song said with a smile.
"Wang chooses the Uzbek Army Ministry." The monk surnamed Wang said.
"Uda Department!" Meng Hao's expression remained as usual, without showing the slightest emotion, and said lightly.
"Then Li chooses Wudoubu!"
The last Wuanbe belonged to the monk surnamed Mo naturally. After the five people were allocated, Yan Song took out an octagonal compass and pressed it directly on the ground. In an instant, the light of teleportation radiated.
"After entering these five tribes, I don’t want to contact you easily. I just wait to gather among the gods of the black and take wooden slips as my belief. Here is a detailed introduction about these five tribes. In addition, at this time, it is these five tribes. It’s not difficult to mix in a lot of time to solicit Keqing!” Yan Song said, after taking out four jade slips and sending them out, he stepped into the formation, and his figure disappeared in an instant.
Wang and Mo stepped in one after another. Meng Hao's eyes flickered. After carefully looking at the teleportation formation, he hesitated for a moment. He summoned the giant giant to grab Gula and stepped into it together before Li Tian. .
There was a flower in front of him, the power of transmission suddenly turned, as if his body was being pulled, like walking in the long river of years. I don't know how long it has passed, Meng Hao's mind bounced, feeling that his whole person was torn, but he would soon return to normal. , When it appeared, it was already on a green barren hill.