At this moment, the huge backer of the mountain sect, Meng Hao stood alone on the East Peak, looking at the surrounding red light curtains gradually dissipating, when he lowered his head, the formerly lively foreign sect was also empty at this moment.
Senior Sister Xu was taken away, Senior Brother Chen also went to the Southern Region, even Fatty also left here, I don't know what year and month we will meet next time.
The identity of the inner disciple, three years backed by Shanzong, all this moment turned into a mountain of memory, mixed with the slight cold of autumn, rushing towards the face, set off Meng Hao’s long hair, and blew away the dust in his hair. Can't go back.
Meng Hao sat silently on the big rock for a long time, until the stars were a little bit brighter, until dawn appeared, Meng Hao sighed lightly and raised his head.
"All gone... but I'm still in Zhao Country." Meng Hao suddenly missed home. Even though the ancestral house in Yunjie County had been sold by him, he still missed the bed at home, the pots and bowls at home, and even more. Daqingshan, miss... In his memory, his mother with a kind smile, and his father who seemed to be afraid of his mother.
Somewhat blurred, Meng Hao shook his head. In the early morning sun, he stood up, and his patrons didn’t need to search for it, but anything that could be taken away had already been taken away in the mountain search by the Brother Zhao Guo. At this moment Is empty.
Meng Hao patted his clothes, replaced the silver robe of the inner disciple, and took out the scribes gown of the year. The clothes are very spacious, and now Meng Hao doesn’t feel small when he wears them. He breathed deeply in the morning sun. The golden lake in the body made loud bangs, and the demon pill was constantly undulating, and the majestic spiritual power filled Meng Hao's body.
"It's not far from the seventh layer of Qi Condensation, and I also feel the existence of the bottleneck." Meng Hao stepped forward, and the two flying swords in the storage bag flashed out and fell under his feet, sliding with his body. After going down the mountain, Meng Hao walked out of the patron sect.
Sliding with a sword, this technique can fly, but like Senior Sister Xu back then, even if Senior Sister Xu has wind flags, she can only fly for a short time, not long.
Meng Hao's figure gradually disappeared from the sky, his feet were fast, his body galloping in the mountains and forests, and he gradually walked into the mountainous area that he had never left in three years. , If there is no margin.
Time passed day by day, maintaining such a speed and flying from time to time, it took Meng Hao two days to get out of the endless mountains.
"It took me a few days when Senior Sister Xu brought me to the sect. Unfortunately, I was in a coma, but it should be a lot faster than me." Meng Hao looked back at the mountains and murmured.
To the monks, the country of Zhao is not big, but for the mortals, the country of Zhao is a vast land with sparsely populated people. Meng Hao reads books well, and even though he has not walked through the mountains and rivers of the country of Zhao himself, he still has something in his heart. .
"This should also be the northern part of the Zhao country. It seems that the mountain sect and Yunjie County are not far away." Meng Hao glanced at the lake in the distance as if a mirror fell on the earth. It was called Beihai.
"The same is true if I want to, even if Senior Sister Xu has wind flags, after all, it was on the seventh layer of Qi condensing, even if it could slide for a short time, but the spiritual power can not be used for a long time, and naturally cannot fly too far." Meng Hao showed a trace of longing in his eyes and left Yun Jie. It has been three years in the county. At this moment, his thoughts of going back and taking a look are getting stronger. He knows that after passing Beihai, he can see Daqingshan after half a day.
Taking a deep breath at this moment, Meng Hao strode forward. When he came to Beihai, he looked at the calm lake and looked down at his reflection in the lake. He in the water is no longer a boy, but about Mo At the age of twenty, his face has more fortitude, which is different from the blank and tenderness of the year.
In the silence, a hearty laughter came with enthusiasm, interrupting Meng Hao's thoughts.
"This little gentleman, do you want to cross the sea?" A boat lined up on the lake. On it, an old man in a quilt, with a weathered face, boiled the oars, looked at Meng Hao, and said with a smile.
"Troubled old man." Meng Hao was taken aback. He hadn't heard the address of Mr. Xiao for three years.
"No trouble, the old man spends all year round in this Beihai boat, the most admired are you scholars who are capable." The old man said, approaching Meng Hao and getting off the boat board. Meng Hao quickly thanked him and stepped on it. Into the ship.
There was also a seven or eight-year-old girl in the cabin, standing with two pigtails, squatting next to a small stove, fanning the wind, making the water boiled on the stove emit a burst of heat.
In that water, a jug of wine was warming.
"This is my granddaughter. It's a pity that it's a baby girl. If it's a boy baby, why should the old man let her go to school? Where is the little gentleman from?" By the fire, said with a smile.
The little girl also looked up, looking at Meng Hao with big eyes, innocent and cute in the blink of an eye.
"Xiaosheng Daqingshan, from Yunjie County." Meng Hao smiled and said, this kind of mortal life slowly brought to mind the past three years ago in his mind.
"Yunjie County, that's a good place. It’s a good place. It has been out of Auspiciousness in the early years, and it has attracted the attention of the official. The weather is getting cold and the old man is out of health. He wants to drink some wine to keep warm. Does the young man drink?" Picking up the hip flask with a smile, asked Xiang Meng Hao.
Meng Hao knew that the so-called auspiciousness was more than ten years ago, a few days before his parents disappeared. Thinking of this, Meng Hao felt a little melancholy. He hesitated and looked at the pot of wine. He had never drunk it. When I was in Yunjie County, my poor family couldn't afford wine. I didn't have it when I came to the patron sect. At this moment, I picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp after being filled by the old man.
Suddenly, a pungent meaning filled my heart, slowly turning into a warm feeling, and dissipating.
"Lao Zhang talks very well, how long have you been here for a boat trip?" Meng Hao looked at Bibo's lake and drank another sip of wine. The spicyness of the wine reminded him of the Patriarch, and of Senior Sister Xu, Chen Fan, and the little fat man. .
"Twenty years, I have met so many people crossing the North Sea in my life. The more I have seen, I will naturally learn some of their words and make the little gentleman laugh." The old man laughed.
"Like this lake, I don't know how many years it has existed and how many people have seen it pass by. People remember it, and it remembers people." The old man took a sip of the wine glass.
Meng Hao was startled. He had heard this kind of saying for the first time.
"This water is obviously a lake, why is it called Beihai?" Meng Hao suddenly said.
"When the lake is exhausted, it is calm and without waves, and naturally cannot accommodate everything. The sea is always there. It can accommodate hundreds of thousands of rivers, or maybe people do not want it to disappear and take it at will. After all, you think it is a lake, it is a lake. , You think it is the sea, it is naturally the sea." The old man thought for a while and said with a smile.
This sentence fell into Meng Hao's ears, making Meng Hao's mind immediately shake, and the hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly, staring at the lake in a daze, as if he had forgotten the time.
I don’t know how long it has passed. When the boat arrived on the shore, Meng Hao took out the silver coins from some other disciples obtained from the patron sect, paid the money for the boat, and bowed deeply to the old man. Watching the boat go away, Meng Hao’s eyes appeared. Strange light.
He did not leave immediately, but sat cross-legged by the lake, looking at the lake, watching the lone boat go away, and the laughter of the old man on the boat came in his ears.
"You say it is a lake, it is a lake, you say it is a sea, it is a sea..." The old man's voice echoed, gradually moving away, as if... Not driving into the distance, but merging into the North Sea, driving into the bottom of the lake...
Meng Hao sat there staring blankly at all this, sitting there for three days.
For three days, Meng Hao remained motionless, looking at the lake silently, the old man's words echoed in his mind.
"When the lake is exhausted, it is calm and unwavering. Naturally, everything cannot be accommodated. The sea is always there. It can accommodate hundreds of rivers..." Meng Hao's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the golden lake in his body seemed to be endless. Look at this lake.
"I think it's a lake, it's a lake, I think it's a sea, so from now on... it's the sea!" Meng Hao roared, and even at this moment, the Dan Lake inside his body suddenly rolled up, and there was nothing left. In the case of the elixir, it swelled violently.
Meng Hao was unaware of all this. He closed his eyes. At this moment, he was immersed in a certain state. His mind was full of the words of the old man. He didn't notice that the majestic aura of heaven and earth was coming from all around him. , Surrounded by him, constantly pouring in, causing the calm North Sea to also set off waves, and a lot of spiritual energy overflowed from the North Sea during the tumbling and melted into Meng Hao's surroundings.
Beihai Zhengdao!
At this moment, if a cultivator of alchemy sees this scene, he will be amazed, because enlightenment, that is the realm that can only be touched by spirit slaying, and it needs great luck and opportunity. At this moment, Meng Hao has obviously explored it. It's the threshold!
And the reason why he can succeed is closely related to the demon pill in his body. It is the pill of Yinglong, an ancient beast whose tail can become a demon. In fact, the dream of Yinglong back then, Meng Hao has already enlightened. .
Three days later, when Meng Hao opened his eyes, a golden light flashed in his eyes. The Dan Lake in his body was now twice as large, and it looked like a lake, but in Meng Hao’s consciousness, it was not. Lake, this is your own Dan Sea!
Because he thinks that this is the sea, then there... is the sea!
The sea roars, the waves are surging, and the demon pill is supported by the fluctuations, and the majestic spiritual power runs through Meng Hao's whole body. According to the operation of the Tailingjing condensing volume, Meng Hao's whole body is golden and his mind is bursting. There was a sound, as if some kind of diaphragm in the body was rushed away, and the golden light of Meng Hao's whole body instantly spread three feet away.
With a roar and whirling, Meng Hao's cultivation level directly climbed at this moment, breaking through the bottleneck of the sixth layer of Qi condensing, and directly stepping into the seventh layer of Qi condensing!
It can even be said that almost as soon as he reached the seventh level of Qi Condensation, it was comparable to the peak of the seventh level of Qi Condensation, because his Dantian was not Dan Lake, but Dan Sea!
Because at the previous moment, the aura accumulated in Beihai for an unknown number of years, as if trying to help him in the dark, diffused to help him break through.
Until a long time, the aura around the world gradually dissipated, the aura of Beihai disappeared, and the golden light outside Meng Hao's body slowly converged. He returned to his original appearance, sitting cross-legged silently, there was no golden light in his eyes, but there was no golden light in his eyes. Bright look.
Meng Hao stood up slowly, looked at Beihai, clasped his fists and bowed deeply. In his mind, he saw in the ancient pavilions of the paternal pavilion that there was a demon called a demon in the Nangan Heaven and Earth, but a demon. , The mountain is the demon, the river is the demon, and the vegetation and beasts are the demon.
"Today, Beihai proves Dao. In the future, Meng’s cultivation will be successful, and he will come here to help you transform the sea!" Meng Hao stared at the Beihai. He didn’t know whether this lake that wanted to become the sea existed as described in the book. Its life, this life is a demon.
However, no matter what, this place allowed Meng Hao to make a breakthrough, and made him Dan Lake a Dan Sea. The way to repay this grace is to help this lake transform the sea!
After a long while, Meng Hao turned around and walked towards Daqingshan.