These medicinal herbs are random. Although it is not a natural treasure, it is rare in the world. It is often difficult for ordinary monks to obtain much for decades.
But now there are hundreds of them in Shangguanxiu's storage bag.
In addition, there are two elixirs, one orange and one blue, which are placed in two jade boxes separately, which are very precious.
"These are all medicinal materials for perfecting Jidan...As for these two pills..." After Meng Hao carefully observed, his eyes flashed, and he looked at the tortoise shell again.
"To refine the perfect base pill, you must first refine seven pill pill. These two pills are two pill pill, which were refined by Shangguan Xiu over the years." Meng Hao groaned slightly, with an answer, at the same time. Secretly even more frightened, after all, even if Shangguan Xiu spent fifty years to gather these, it was beyond the limit of a condensing cultivator.
"There is Tianhefang behind him..."
In fact, Meng Hao’s thoughts are still not comprehensive enough. In order to refine and perfect the foundation, Shangguan Xiu almost used the treasure house left by Tianhe ancestors and the accumulation of the family over the past few hundred years. All of these methods were taken away in secret, and even searched from the outside world. This is now finally barely enough.
It’s just that there are still some of the same medicinal materials. Because one plant is rare, but three plants are needed, so it can’t be refined. That’s why he is so obsessed with Meng Hao after inferring the effects of Meng Hao’s treasures. And crazy.
But now, it has become a good fortune that he personally gave to Meng Hao. If Shangguan Xiu can know the funeral, he will never come to provoke Meng Hao, making 50 years of preparations wasted.
Meng Hao took a deep breath, put the tortoise shell and the medicinal materials into the storage bag, and put all the storage bags in his Universe Pocket.
Then he took a deep breath and left a mark on Qiankun's bag. After a pause, he stood in the jungle and looked up at the sky in the distance. His eyes slowly showed bright light. He thought of the perfect foundation, and his heart throbbed.
"As for after the pill swallowing, there will be thunder tribulation, perfect foundation building, it is not something that should be considered now, and there is no need to make a decision immediately. When the foundation is built in the future, I can just consider it again.
What I want to think about now is the matter between the patron ancestor and the three major sects. "Meng Hao closed his eyes, opened them for a few breaths, his eyes were calm, suppressing the previous ups and downs.
"One year has passed, and the agreement with the patron ancestor has expired. The ancestor promised that if I can lead the power of Zhao Guo's cultivation world in a year's time, he will give me a great reward..." Meng Hao's eyes Flashed.
"But this matter is too dangerous. For me to condense the energy, I will undoubtedly hit the stone with a pebble..." Meng Hao frowned and hesitated.
"It's best not to participate in this matter, and the ancestor of the mountain only said that after one year, there is no specific time limit. When my cultivation base is higher, if I can build a foundation, then in the event of an accident, I can also protect myself." Meng Hao looked up. From the disappearance of the original three-color spear, he always felt that the patron ancestor was not very reliable.
"It's just that the three major sects are wanted now. The three monks are constantly looking for my traces around here. If there is nowhere to go, they can only take a risk and take them into the retreat of the ancestors." Meng Hao said inwardly. The barren mountain moved quickly, thinking about how to solve it.
But at the moment when Meng Hao moved forward, he suddenly felt a sense of heartbeat, and his heart seemed to be still for a moment, as if an invisible hand penetrated his chest and grabbed his heart in his hand.
Even at this moment, Meng Hao felt that the surrounding mountains and vegetation seemed to have turned into a pair of eyes, looking at him coldly.
This feeling came quickly, disappeared quickly, and disappeared completely after a few breaths, but Meng Hao's complexion was pale. He suddenly looked around. The surroundings were quiet, without any clues, like everything before. It is an illusion.
"What is the reason?" Meng Hao hesitated for a moment, his eyes flashed, and he galloped forward faster.
At this moment, in the territory of Zhao State, far away from where Meng Hao is, an old man in a navy blue robe is sitting cross-legged on a mountain. Slowly opened, looking into the distance.
"It turns out that these three sects want to hide from the old man, it is ridiculous." The old man said lightly, got up and took a step forward, instantly without a shadow.
At this moment, Liu Daoyun was galloping. He was thrown away by Meng Hao before, and he just saw Meng Hao's back. Now he rushed into the mountains, his eyes showed a strong hatred and murderous intent.
He hated Meng Hao for his bones. The bloody murder caused by the silver gun made him almost a joke in the realm of Zhao’s cultivation. It was circulated and even almost caused a bloody battle between the two major sects. Although this battle was not carried out, but He paid a terrible price.
Thinking of that day in front of the elders of the three sects, he was tied to the pillar of Dengfeng, and was slapped with a fire and phosphorus whip for nearly a hundred times. Liu Daoyun hated and angered Meng Hao. More and more crazy.
The skin of the whip and the piercing pain made Liu Daoyun often wake up at night, even now, and every time he wanted to kill Meng Hao, his desire to kill Meng Hao was so intense.
Unlike others, Liu Daoyun didn't intend to capture him alive, he only had one plan, to kill Meng Hao!
Even if the sect was unhappy after killing this person, he was already ready to be judged from the division. The big deal is that after killing Meng Hao, he left the realm of Zhao State. The Southern Region is so big that the realm of cultivation is everywhere, especially The core area is even more majestic. With his nine-layer cultivation base, he does not believe that there is no place for himself. When he cultivates successfully in the future, he will definitely kill him back to Zhao Kingdom and let the wind and cold kill the sect before he can be bloodbathed. The pain of whipping.
The speed is so fast at this moment, he has already launched his full strength, to find Meng Hao and kill him before the arrival of the strong sect building foundation and the old ancestor of the pill formation.
"Meng Hao, even if you run away, there is nowhere to escape!" Liu Daoyun's eyes were fiercely murderous. He thought of the spiritually-consuming but amazing treasure that he borrowed from his storage bag. It would be more certain to kill Meng Hao. .
Stepping into the barren mountain, Liu Daoyun stood on the crystal sword and swept all around. He was also a disciple of the ninth layer of condensing energy and the inner disciple. He informed all the disciples of the sect who entered the barren mountain and searched with the letter jade slip. Once you see Meng Hao, tell yourself immediately.
After a short while, Liu Daoyun, who was sliding in mid-air, suddenly slapped into his storage bag, and in his hand there appeared a glowing jade slip, which was quickly placed on the center of his brow. After a while, Liu Daoyun gave a grinning laugh, and immediately changed direction, and went away in an instant. The disciple of the sound transmission inside the Benyujian chased after the said direction.
It was the time of Ban Zhuxiang. With Liu Daoyun's arrival, he saw Meng Hao, who was standing on the treasure fan in front of him, with a sword piercing the eyebrows of a Wind Chill Sect disciple.
Almost at the same time he saw Meng Hao, Meng Hao turned his head, looked at Liu Daoyun coldly, and frowned secretly. After his heart suddenly hurt like being caught invisible, he always felt like he was being held invisible. The sense of gaze, galloping all the way, but gradually discovered that there are many three sect monks in the surroundings.
There was no way to avoid it. Even though he quickly shot and killed the opponents, the disciple of the Wind Chill Sect used the jade slip of his sect to send a message.
"Meng Hao!" Liu Daoyun let out a low growl, and immediately under his right hand pinch Fei Jian buzzed away from his feet and went straight to Meng Hao.
"Let’s see how you can escape today. Liu will definitely break your corpse into thousands of pieces today, so that I can solve my hatred!" The moment Liu Daoyun saw Meng Hao, his eyes were blood red and murderous intent was pervasive. See that one. The sword is approaching Meng Hao.
Meng Hao’s eyes flashed coldly and he was about to act. Suddenly, his heart trembled. The trace of spiritual consciousness in his mind that had not disappeared caused Meng Hao’s body to retreat quickly without hesitation. At the same time, seeing this The sword was approaching, and suddenly, a gust of wind whizzed up, and the crystal sword that was blowing rolled upside down and was thrown away directly in front of Meng Hao.
At the same time, an old figure suddenly appeared here. This was an old man wearing a navy blue robe, with some brown spots on his face, and his eyes showed fascinating spirits.
Especially in his eyes, if the sun, moon and stars are contained, it actually gives people a sense of being lost. His blue robe is embroidered with a strange pattern. The four corners of this pattern are like an altar. There was an eye in the middle, which was more evil than the eyes of the old man.
"What a heavy grievance." The old man glanced at Liu Daoyun and spoke lightly. When his words came out, the aura around Meng Hao suddenly became confused, making his body as if restrained, the feeling that his heart was being held invisibly reappeared, making Meng Hao's complexion immediately change, and his heart squatted.
The moment Liu Daoyun saw the old man, his complexion changed drastically, and he took two steps back and immediately clasped his fists.
"Junior Liu Daoyun, pay homage to the Master of Heaven."
Almost at the moment Liu Daoyun bowed down, six figures suddenly appeared in the sky. The speed of these six figures was so fast that the previous breath was still far away, but the next breath had already appeared here.
The moment he saw these six people, Meng Hao’s heart sank. He had seen these six people, and it was the same day | The old monster of the three sects of Zhao that forced the dissolution of Shanzong, especially the old woman, the impression of Meng Hao It is even more profound.
After these six people, at this moment the sky is roaring with a rainbow, and more than a dozen figures are coming quickly. These people are not gliding in the sky, but real flying. The roaring sound echoes around, making the barren mountain birds and beasts tremble, when this moment comes. Surrounding the surroundings, all eyes fell on Meng Hao in an instant.
Meng Hao's face was gloomy, his gaze swept away, and he saw the grumpy foundation-building monk who was about to attack him that day.
The intense coercion enveloped all directions, and Liu Daoyun paled back a few steps, but when he looked at Meng Hao, the murderous intent in his eyes was hidden, but it was already filled with resentment.
Meng Hao's heart sank, knowing that he couldn't hide away today, but his expression gradually recovered. He just took a deep breath, looked at Zhao Guoqiang around him, and was silent.