"Interesting, the ancestor did not assign him a mountain, nor a direct line... What does this mean?" Xuantian Yaozun, a boy wearing a shirt, murmured with his hands behind his back at the moment.
"Master, why can an outsider directly become Shao Zong, the disciples are not satisfied with this matter!"
"Disciples, please, go to fight this Meng Hao and see what he can do to become Shao Zong!" The seven disciples behind the boy spoke one after another.
"What anxious? Some people are more anxious than you." The boy gave a gloomy smile, did not continue to speak, turned and walked into the cave.
All the seven disciples were murderous. After looking at each other, they all looked at the Blood Demon Mountain, and at this moment, Meng Hao was walking down the steps.
On the five peaks, in addition to the first and second peaks, the same scene is also happening on the fourth peak at this moment, but it is even more intense. In the face of this increasingly violent fluctuations, the four ancestors of Turing on the fourth peak, Without the slightest suppression, let this arrogance rise to the sky.
Only the fifth peak is very quiet. At the top of the fifth peak, there is a white-haired old man with a hunchback and a cane standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the Blood Demon Mountain.
Beside him, there was a woman who was charming, but she also had evil spirits.
"Master, why stop the disciples of Gui Tuoshan from dissatisfied with what the ancestor arranged? This is not fair. If Chang Yi of the Iron Blood Mountain is Shao Zong, I will still be convinced, but this Meng Hao, never before heard about it."
"I have lived for a long time as a teacher. I have lived for a long time. I was originally stupid, but I have changed a little bit." The white-haired old man smiled and said with a hoarse voice.
"I was here when the ancestor descended on the Blood Demon Mountain back then."
"In the past few years, the position of Shao Zong has existed seven times, and every time, I have experienced it."
"Living for a long time and seeing a lot, it gave me a pair of eyes to see through the vicissitudes of life... I saw something extraordinary in this Meng Hao."
The woman beside the old man frowned.
"This person, don't provoke, don't go close, you have to look at it for the teacher, you have to look more carefully before you can choose." The old man's eyes flashed, and he turned back to the cave.
Meng Hao looked calm and walked all the way down the steps. When he reached halfway up the mountain, he paused and saw a woman in a white dress standing alone on the raised boulder beside her. In front of her, The cliffs are surrounded by clouds.
The woman's clothes were flying, she looked quite dusty, she was already beautiful, at this moment, she looked like a flying fairy.
Meng Hao retracted his gaze and continued to walk.
"Brother Meng, I have seen you in the Demon Immortal Sect. Could it be that these days, I forgot to go down?" The woman turned around and stared at Meng Hao. It was Li Shiqi, the bloody demon sect's female disguised as a man.
Meng Hao didn't speak, but looked up at Li Shiqi, nodded, and walked down.
"Brother Meng, on this Bloody Demon Mountain, only the ancestors live with me. I am waiting for you here specifically to remind you that Shaozong's identity, within the sect, and the other four peaks, will not be recognized." Li Shiqi said. Raising his hand, he threw a jade slip.
"There is information about the other Four Peaks of the Blood Demon Sect, which will be helpful after you read it."
Meng Hao took it, silent for a while.
"Thank you." He spoke slowly and continued to walk down.
"Xu... Fellow Daoist Xu Qing, what happened?"
"Thank you." Meng Hao's voice came from the bottom of the mountain, erratic.
Going down the mountain, what appeared in front of Meng Hao was a desolation. The Blood Demon Sect was not like other sects. There would be a hall under the mountain and there would be disciples of the outer sect.
Here, even the outer disciples will live on their respective mountain peaks. As for this area under the mountain, it is a jungle.
Fortunately, it is not completely unpopulated, there are still some wooden houses, which are disciples of the various peaks of the Blood Demon Sect.
Some disciples of the Blood Demon Sect can also be seen coming and going, but when they look at Meng Hao, they all look indifferent and show no respect at all.
Meng Hao’s expression was calm for the indifference of these Blood Demon Sect disciples. He had noticed too many such gazes when he went down the mountain before. At this moment, he chose a remote corner and sat cross-legged and closed. At the moment, he took out Xu Qing's soul orb, and looked at Xu Qing who was tired and sleeping in it, Meng Hao stared for a long time before putting it away.
At the same time, on the surrounding mountain peaks, a lot of divine consciousness was withdrawn, and many people expressed contempt.
"What kind of sect is Meng Hao? I thought he could have a lot of skills. It turned out that he didn't even fight for one of the wooden houses under the mountain."
"He doesn't want to cause trouble? In the Blood Demon Sect, everything depends on strength, on cruelty, cave mansion, mountain peak, Taoist companion, cultivation technique, cultivation needs, everything belongs to the strong!
It also includes his identity! "
"Hmph, he wants to be calm, but since he has acquired an identity that doesn't belong to him, how can this matter be stopped!"
"But don't worry, we just don't know much about this person, and we need to observe and observe..."
Meng Hao closed his eyes, ignoring the various gazes and divine consciousness in the blood demon sect. He didn't care about these. His divine consciousness was integrated into the storage bag. In it, he had resisted the tenth Wang family for Meng Hao. The blood mastiff that the ancestor hit has now regained its body, but it is still weak.
Parrots and skin jelly... Meng Hao frowned when he thought of them. He didn't see them after he woke up on the ghost wheel.
But Meng Hao can feel that these two guys are in the Southern Territory.
In the silence, he ran his body cultivation base. In the middle of the night, Meng Hao opened his eyes and took out Xu Qing’s withered corpse. He slowly blended the golden rune into the corpse. The moment it blended in, Xu Qing’s body immediately Exuding bursts of vitality, visible to the naked eye, slowly recovering.
The skin slowly changes, the body gradually stretches, and there is more charm in it, as if to wake up. This kind of recovery takes ninety-nine and eighty-one days to complete.
Meng Hao endured the excitement in his heart, he took a deep breath and watched for a long time before he put Xu Qing's body away.
"Sister Xu, you will open your eyes in eighty-one days." Meng Hao muttered. After a while, he took out the blood crystal that the blood demon gave him.
Taking a look, Meng Hao didn't hesitate anymore, and squeezed it. The moment he squeezed the blood crystal, all the blood in his body instantly boiled, emitting invisible blood.
At the same time, in his mind, there were some more runes branding, and while exuding a simple atmosphere, it turned into a heritage.
Even at this moment, the blood-colored mask in his storage bag suddenly emitted strong fluctuations, and the blood mastiff in it was shocked, as if instinctively, it began to absorb the invisible radiating from Meng Hao's body. Qi and blood.
"Blood Demon Dafa!" Meng Hao murmured.
This blood demon technique is a taboo technique of the blood demon sect. The entire sect is owned by the blood demon ancestor alone. Even the younger ancestors of the past have only been taught orally, but Meng Hao is the inheritance of his life.
This method is divided into six levels, each two levels is a realm, a total of three realms.
"Qi and blood, spiritual veins, blood soul..." Meng Hao murmured, with a red glow in his eyes. He found that he had an unimaginable qualification for practicing this blood demon Dafa.
He reached the first level almost instantly, stepping into the Qi and Blood Realm in half a step.
This qi and blood realm is almost terrifying, allowing a person to absorb the power of the blood of others and use it for himself.
In an instant, there was a red light in Meng Hao's eyes. The red light was like fire and shining unquenchably. He slowly raised his right hand, and when he looked at it, his right hand turned red.
It seems that there are countless black holes that swallow everything hidden in this hand, which can swallow the blood in an instant...
"This technique, the speed at which I practice, is a little incredible... It is related to my practice of blood fairy magical powers... Blood fairy, blood demon... There must be a connection here." Meng Hao groaned for a moment. When he thought of this answer, he also felt himself. At this moment, the magic sealing technique seemed to be a little different.
It seemed that it would be changed invisibly, but Meng Hao couldn't feel it.
"What the blood demon ancestor cares about, seems to be my identity as a demon seal master. From this point of view, perhaps the reason why I can practice this blood demon Dafa so smoothly is related to this."
Meng Hao pondered for a moment, and simply practiced again. According to the requirements of the blood demon Dafa, his eyes suddenly opened and closed after an hour, and the blood in his eyes almost occupied all of his pupils, looking extremely terrifying.
"Consummation of Qi and Blood!" Meng Hao took a deep breath. He saw the dominance and horror of this blood demon Dafa, swallowing blood and strengthening his body!
This kind of reinforcement is almost unlimited.
"Unfortunately, it's not eternity, just external force." Meng Hao's eyes flickered, and he became interested in the third level of Blood Demon Dafa, half-stepping into the spiritual vein realm.
"Every monk contains a lot of spiritual energy in his body, which is equivalent to the existence of a spiritual vein, and this spiritual vein is to swallow the spiritual veins of others and strengthen his own cultivation."
Meng Hao closed his eyes and immersed himself in his practice. When the sky was bright, he opened his eyes and frowned.
"Unable to practice, it seems that something is missing." When Meng Hao was thinking, suddenly, the vicissitudes of blood demon ancestor's voice echoed in his ears on the Blood Demon Mountain.
"Very well. The blood demon Dafa reached the second level overnight. When your blood demon Dafa reaches the third level, I will give you the same thing. You will definitely be shocked.
It has something to do with your demon-sealing line. Through such items, you can obtain... the magical spell-sealing method! "
Meng Hao raised his head and looked at the Blood Demon Mountain. He didn't speak, but his heart was shaking. He was completely sure that the other party valued him... is the identity of the Conferred Demon Master.
"Master of Demon Sealing, what is the secret?" A question emerged in Meng Hao's heart. He had been a Master of Demon Sealing for many years, but apart from the Eighth Forbidden and Sealed Master, he didn't know anything else.