At the moment, the Fourth Peak, there are more disciples, quickly rushing to discourage.
Meng Hao's face was pale, and his heart was already depressed to the extreme. He never expected that such a result would happen.
"You want me to admit my mistake, that's impossible!" Meng Hao showed decisiveness in his eyes, took a deep breath, and hurriedly said loudly.
"Jiusi was wrong, this time Jiusi was really wrong!"
As soon as he said this, there was a moment of silence around him. Everyone opened their eyes wide and looked at Meng Hao incredulously. Although they had been persuading before, they all understood that the temper of the ancestor of Yi Xiaozu would not admit it to death.
But right now, he admitted wrong.
Not only were they stunned, a violent wind swept across the world in an instant, an imaginary big hand appeared from mid-air in an instant, grabbing Meng Hao, and amidst the shaking of Meng Hao's mind, he directly dragged him into the fourth peak. In a cave.
At the same time, an old voice, seeming to be filled with anger and heartache, spread throughout the entire Demon Immortal Sect.
"Lao Liu, Inuzi is known to be wrong. Anyone who will dare to talk about it for half a word from now on, don't blame Ke Mou for turning his face!"
This voice carried a strong dominance, and when it spread to all directions, the world roared.
Meng Hao was dragged directly into a spacious cave by the palm of the huge wind, and fell to the ground fiercely, but when he landed, he released his strength again, making Meng Hao's fall without the slightest pain. .
His eyes rolled, his mind was full of thoughts at this moment, and he was worried about whether he would be seen in his heart, but when he thought that this was an illusory world, he felt a little relieved, patted his clothes, stood up, and looked around. .
This hole is very simple, even so simple that it cannot be simple. Although it is very large, it only has a stone bed. At this moment, a middle-aged man sits cross-legged on this stone bed.
He is the master of the fourth peak of the Demon Immortal Sect, one of the Seven Supremes of the First Heaven, and the renowned Ke Yunhai in the ninth mountain and sea boundary.
Next to him, there was an oil lamp, flashing bright light, which completely reflected the inside of the cave. If you look carefully, you can see the wick sweeping on the oil lamp. It was shrunk by an unknown number of times, only the size of a finger, burning. Phoenix!
And that lamp is not bronze, but a golden dragon that has shrunk many times. It is a real golden dragon. It opens its mouth, and the dragon's beard flies and turns into a lamp!
Taking the dragon as the lamp and the phoenix as the wick, only this thing, if placed in the age of Meng Hao, would be enough to cause a sensation in the entire southern sky and even cause the starry sky to shake.
The man sitting on the stone bed has a handsome face. It can be seen that when he was young, he must be more elegant. He has a majestic look and is wearing a gray robe. He is frowning and looking at Meng Hao with a little helplessness.
"Does it hurt?" He sighed and spoke slowly.
Meng Hao was cautious, hesitated for a moment, and nodded.
"Do you still know that you are afraid? Do you still have someone who is afraid? Let me do this with you!" Ke Yunhai immediately became happy when he saw Meng Hao's cautious look.
"Okay, don't go to the Sixth Peak recently. You should also stop, Jiusi, don't be so playful, you are not too young, find a Taoist buddy early and teach me your Taoism, OK No way!!" Ke Yunhai said, his anger rose again, but when he saw his son in front of him, he sighed, the doting in his eyes surpassed his anger.
"Tell me your Taoism, and show it to me." Ke Yunhai eased his tone.
Meng Hao swallowed. He is really nervous. This nervousness is not under his control. It seems that there is such a sense of nervousness in his own consciousness. Even this is not worried about the exposure of his identity, but the middle-aged man in front of him. , Meng Hao thought of his father in his memory.
Although the memory is vague, it still feels.
"What's the matter?" Ke Yunhai frowned.
"I... I forgot." Meng Hao bit his scalp and said, he couldn't help it. In Ke Jiusi's memory, there was no way at all.
Ke Yunhai looked at Meng Hao blankly, then sighed again after a long while, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, but he seemed afraid that his eyes would hurt Ke Jiusi, so his expression became softer.
"Jiusi, you can't do this like this..." He said, raising a finger in the void with his right hand, and immediately aura condensed from all around, and turned into countless runes in front of him, directly forming a jade slip. Floating in front of Meng Hao.
"This set of Lishen tactics, you take it for a good understanding, go." Ke Yunhai looked at Meng Hao, and Meng Hao's heartbeat accelerated at this moment. He thought that his identity could be in the infinitely possible ancient demon fairy sect. Too much good fortune, but I didn't expect it to be obtained so quickly.
He picked up the jade slip, bowed his head, and when he turned and was about to leave, Ke Yunhai's voice, with a trace of fatigue, contained a touch of oldness that was not easy to be noticed, slowly spread out.
"Lord Li is also destined to the people, so that the ultimate life of life, for the father... If you can't accompany you for the rest of your life, you have to be more sensible..." In these words, with kindness, with the hope of becoming a dragon, and with deep expectations.
Meng Hao's footsteps stopped, his heart was touched at this moment for some unknown reason. When he turned his head, looking at Ke Yunhai, he suddenly realized that in just such a short time, Ke Yunhai's hair actually had a little bit of it. Up white.
"Go, I'm fine, go find your friends and relax together." Ke Yunhai smiled, waved his hand, Meng Hao's mind was shaken, and he left in silence.
When he walked out of the cave, he looked at the sky in the distance and the gate of the first peak. Suddenly, Meng Hao had a feeling, as if faintly guessed, why did the figure on the fourth peak of Ancient Demon Immortal Sect let himself come here? .
"Is it a pity..." Meng Hao murmured softly, but soon a gloomy cold flashed in his eyes. This gloomy cold was not for Ke Yunhai or Ke Jiusi, but for the other Nantian Earth monks who stepped here.
"In this world of Ancient Demon Immortal Sect, there is competition for everything. Now that I have obtained such an identity, I must try my best to kill all threats to me in the bud."
"It's a pity that there are tens of thousands or even more inner disciples on any mountain. I can't find them one by one in a few days, but... the core disciple of the Ji family may have some clues." Meng Hao eyes. For a moment, he still remembered that Ji Mingfeng, after a simple battle with him before, seemed to smile before he left, but because he had broken his affairs, he flashed a killing opportunity.
"If you want to kill me, then here, don't be found by me." Meng Hao smiled slightly. As he walked forward, when people kept seeing him, they immediately surrounded him and asked the cold and warm. When Meng Hao went down the mountain, he Around thirty people were surrounded by surprise.
None of these people's cultivation bases can be seen by Meng Hao, but he can feel that everyone is incredibly powerful, and some even have a strong aura.
But more, they have a demon-like spirit, which is full of evil spirits. Many of these people's appearances are real monks, and some are demon-cultivators. They have more or less scales and hairs on their bodies, and they look extremely Weird and hideous.
"Go, let's walk around the mountain peaks. A core disciple had offended me before, but unfortunately let him run away. Let's find him." Meng Hao said loudly, and everyone around laughed loudly. There was no accident. Obviously, they were similar. Things are all used to it, and in the roar, these Meng Hao juniors and sisters flew around him and went straight to the third peak.
On the way, in the third peak, several people actually flew out, all of them arrogantly and domineeringly, greeted Meng Hao, who was obviously familiar, joined them, Meng Hao looked at them and thought of Ke Yunhai. I told myself to find friends to relax. I want to come to these friends... It should be in the Demon Immortal Sect. Others are not as good as my own dude.
"Jiusi, do you want to call other people too? I heard that a core disciple provokes you. He doesn't have eyes, or dare to provoke you?" One of the young men with fish scales on their eyebrows spoke eagerly.
"Call all! He smiled happily when I was struck by lightning just now." Meng Hao nodded immediately.
The monk who came from the third peak smiled immediately after hearing the words, raised a finger to the void with his right hand, and immediately a huge white lotus gleamed in the sky in an instant.
As soon as the white lotus flower came out, all the disciples who saw it in the entire Demon Immortal Sect were shaken, and they quickly lowered their heads. Unless there was something necessary, they would immediately return to their respective residences.
They understand that when the white lotus flower comes out, it means that those dandies are about to appear again...
At the same time, in this Demon Immortal Sect, immediately on all the peaks, there are seven or eight changhongs, which fly out in an instant, and there are men and women in them, all of them are gorgeously dressed, have good identities, and have different appearances. There are wings on their backs, some with big tails fluttering behind them, and some are handsome and beautiful. The ancestors in their respective homes are all powerful in the sect.
At this moment, after seeing the white lotus, they all smiled and rushed straight to the white lotus.
On the fourth peak, Ke Yunhai sat cross-legged on the stone bed, looked up at the top, and shook his head. His expression became more tired and his hair became more gray.
It didn’t take long. When Meng Hao saw these seventy or eighty people coming, he was surprised in his heart. But soon, his eyes brightened. These people are one of his forces. These people are he here. The ancient world swept the capital of other coming Nantian monks.
"Here, with Ke Jiusi's identity, even the classics of mountains and seas... it is not impossible!" Meng Hao breathed quickly, his eyes showing bright light.
"It's just that, in this Demon Immortal Sect, there are three thousand methods, except for the first 100, the others need the contribution of the sect in exchange for it. This contribution... is not easy to make." Through the memory of Ke Jiusi in his mind, Meng Hao said Demon Immortal Sect has a lot of understanding.
For example, this Dao Fa requires different contributions according to different strengths and weaknesses, but unless it is a war, otherwise, a core disciple can only get three or two Dao Fa after accumulating for many years.
As for inner disciples, in addition to the basic exercises, after accumulation, they can only exchange for one.
And they can’t trade with each other, they can only understand and enlighten themselves.
"I can't handle it, others will be more difficult than me! It seems that in the second realm of the Demon Immortal Sect, the contribution to the sect is the main way to gain the inheritance of the practice." Meng Hao thoughtfully, The body flew out, leading everyone, and went straight to the third peak in whistling.