A monk is also a human, and some emotions and desires are naturally there. If you feel that others are not as good as yourself, then you have a sense of superiority here, and this sense of superiority will gradually turn into happiness.
And many times, happiness... this is how it comes.
For example, if I am safe here and you are not safe, I will be happy, or if I have a glass of water when I am thirsty, and you only have to swallow and spit, then I am also happy.
The people on the boat at this moment, they now feel this kind of happiness.
In this happiness, they are not so nervous about the dangers of the outside world. Instead, they laughed and talked with each other about what they thought, the hapless, self-conscious smuggler.
Meng Hao was the hapless guy in their mouths. With the roar, the mountain peaks of his body collapsed in an instant, but then collapsed along with it, as well as the battle axe of dozens of feet.
This battle axe was shaken by the force of the counter-shock, shattered in front of Meng Hao, and decomposed into thousands of runes, but it did not fall apart. Instead, after being rolled together, it formed a big rune hand and went straight to Meng Hao. , With a cruel and cruel meaning, grabbed it.
Meng Hao's expression was calm. When he raised his right hand, he pressed it with one finger, and immediately the bloody color of his finger was bloody!
Then the second finger, the third finger... until the five fingers came out, it turned into a bloody handprint. This print was ten feet in size, which seemed illusory, but at the next glance it seemed extremely real, containing the ninth life of Meng Hao at this moment. At this moment, his cultivation base blasted out and went straight to the big hand that the battle axe turned into.
There was a loud noise in an instant, and Meng Hao’s bloody handprint collapsed, and the big rune hand collapsed with it. Meng Hao did not hesitate at all. When he stepped forward, he raised his right hand and waved. With a flick of the sleeve, the intention of killing and cutting was immediately dissipated, the light of green wood spread, the purple sea was extinct and transformed, the flames were crazy, and the frosty soil overflowed.
It was his five-element technique, at this moment, condensed in a sleeve, turned into five true texts, around the runes that were broken by the battle axe, it was pressed down like a suppression.
With a bang, the thousands of runes of this battle axe trembled immediately, as if they were about to struggle out, but before they could rush out, Meng Hao had already approached, making a fist with his right hand, and blasting out with his powerful body.
Void vibrations, a wind more violent than a hurricane, rose in an instant, with tears, rushed into this piece of rune, for a while, the impact spread, and when the loud noise echoed again, these thousands of runes suddenly dissipated open.
This time they dispersed, these runes flickered rapidly, and when they were about to condense again, Meng Hao let out a cold snort, and when he pinched his fingers, his cultivation base was running at full speed, and a thousand tiny peaks were immediately in Meng Hao. Appeared in front of him.
The swallowing mountain tactic, the law of the thousand mountains, at this moment, every mountain will suppress a rune. After all the thousand talismans are suppressed, as Meng Hao's right hand is raised, he squeezes it fiercely.
Immediately these thousand mountains gathered together quickly, and in an instant, a thousand-zhang mountain peak appeared suddenly, and within this mountain peak, the battle axe appeared as if it was sealed.
Struggling constantly inside the mountain, trying to break free, Meng Hao raised the void with his right hand and grabbed it, and immediately the mountain came quickly, getting smaller and smaller. When it fell on Meng Hao's palm, it was only the size of a palm.
And the battle axe in it was compressed and shrunk, but its struggle became stronger. At this moment, the sound of clicking appeared, and the mountain immediately cracked. It seemed that it would not take a few breaths. , The tomahawk will collapse and rush out of the mountain.
Meng Hao looked calm, and pointed his left hand on the mountain peak.
"Demon Seal, the eighth ban!"
When he spoke lightly, a forbidden word appeared immediately, covering the mountain peaks, flashing, and completely sealed, the battle axe seemed to let out a wailing, unable to continue to break free.
Meng Hao was a little worried, leaving behind a ray of divine consciousness and turning it into a restriction again. After the layers were covered, a smile appeared on his face and he put the mountain in the storage bag.
"It's a treasure." When Meng Hao raised his head, his eyes were piercing. He seemed to be easy to take over this thing, but in fact, he used almost all of his cultivation base, and even more powerful physical support. The spirit-slashing monk, facing this battle axe, it is extremely difficult to be as relaxed as Meng Hao, and it is unlikely to even be subdued.
"Such spirit treasures, naturally, the more the better, maybe you can sell them for a big price in the future." Meng Hao's eyes were bright, he looked around, his gaze fell on the hundreds of runes lingering in the distance.
These runes seem to have a certain degree of wisdom. Perhaps it was because Meng Hao had some breath after conquering the battle axe. When he saw the hundreds of rune formations, they were immediately shocked. Qi avoids.
"After all, this place is constructed to block the sea monster. If I take it all away, it would be unreasonable... and these hundreds of runes cannot be formed, and there is no great use to take it away." Meng Hao hesitated and turned around. Walking towards the distance, ignoring those hundreds of runes.
In the area far away from him, on the black boat, everyone no longer heard the roar from far away, and gradually smiled more and more happily.
"This person should be dead."
"I can't help myself. I don't even have a spiritual stone to cross the boat. No wonder he has to enter the third ring and desperately. Unfortunately, he has some mental problems and he has to break through the hurricane barrier. Does he think he is the Three Sages?"
When everyone was laughing and talking, the two calm-faced monks closed their eyes and ignored the matter. As for the three elders of the Yangshun Dao who were in charge of the boat, they were even more arrogant. I heard that anyone has succeeded in breaking through this hurricane barrier.
But when a few days later, everyone’s happiness has diminished, and they are gradually nervous again by more and more runes and lightning, as well as the whistling and coercion from the hurricane, faintly, from a distant place, There was a roar again.
As soon as the sound came out, everyone was immediately refreshed. This time, they didn't need the words of the three old men. They immediately understood the reason for the sound. Even if they couldn't see it, they all looked in the direction of the sound.
"Haha, is there someone coming again?"
"Meet another person who can't help himself? This time entering the third ring, I didn't expect it to be so interesting."
"It's a pity, it's a pity, I really want to see it with my own eyes." When everyone was excited, the three elders were also slightly surprised. They heard this roar about once during their boat trips, but like this, I heard it twice, which is extremely rare.
The three elders laughed at each other, did not think much, and continued to control the boat forward.
The sound didn't last long, that is, the time of a stick of incense, it dissipated, so another round of talk and laughter was posted on the boat.
But then, when the voice appeared again four days later, everyone on the boat began to be surprised...
"What's the matter? Why are there three people crossing one after another?"
"Something is wrong..."
"You said, is it possible... is the first person who didn't die?" The young man with the lowest cultivation base among more than a dozen people suddenly spoke.
As soon as his words came out, the surroundings were quiet for an instant, and the two monks with their usual expressions suddenly opened their eyes, shocked by the answer represented by these words.
The third elder in charge of the boat was also taken aback, and then drank low.
"Stop talking nonsense!"
"Here is the hurricane barrier. Except for the Three Sages and Three Masters, no one can cross Tianhehai!"
"This is clearly a sect, trying to cross. It's not that such a thing has never happened." The three old people shouted, and everyone was suspicious, but the mood for talking and laughing was obviously much less.
At the same time, within the hurricane barrier, Meng Hao was speeding fast. At this moment, he was walking around a fifty-foot-sized whip. The whip was one foot thick and looked hideous. A huge mountain peak was slowly moving it around. Suppress.
After half a stick of incense, the mountain suddenly fell with a loud roar of unwillingness, and sealed it, and when it shrank rapidly, it fell into Meng Hao's hands. After an instant of sealing, it was put away by Meng Hao.
"Fourth!" Meng Hao had bright eyes and a smile on his face, turning around and continuing to gallop.
Time flickered, and two months passed. In the past two months, when everyone in that boat heard the seventh roar one after another, they had changed from hesitation to shock.
When the thirteenth roar came out, they were already terrified, and the three elders were all short of breath.
When the twentieth roar came into their ears two months later, everyone on the boat was shocked to the extreme, especially... They discovered that the roar was getting closer and closer to themselves!
For two months, Meng Hao has been within this hurricane barrier, but whenever he encounters the formed talisman, he will immediately take action and start to conquer with all his strength.
And he slowly approached the depths of the hurricane barrier, and got closer and closer to the boat.
In the depths of this hurricane barrier, Meng Hao's forward speed has also continuously slowed down. The strong wind here has already made him feel pain, and it blows on his body as if he is about to split his body.
Meng Hao needs to continuously disperse his cultivation base and operate at any time to maintain it.
Moreover, the lightning here was like rain, blasting past, and even within that lightning, there were some illusory figures, which seemed to possess some spirituality, which surprised Meng Hao.
Especially when he saw the original dark hurricane, a white light suddenly appeared, and after a flash of lightning was swallowed in an instant, Meng Hao took a deep breath and immediately changed direction.
Because he saw that it was a toad that swallowed the lightning. This was the first time Meng Hao was here to see a rune that looked like a beast, and the toad was a hundred meters in size. Meng Hao roughly calculated it to form this toad. There are tens of thousands of runes.
"I don't know how far from the edge..." After Meng Hao avoided, the toad seemed to notice Meng Hao. After a glance, he ignored it and continued to vomit lightning.
Meng Hao retracted his gaze, and when he was about to go away, he suddenly gave a faint sound and turned his head to look in another direction. In his spiritual sense, he noticed that there was a boat flying by.
"It happened to take this boat to rest on the way." Meng Hao flashed his eyes and walked away.