"Friend of Heavenly Mystery Daoist is worthy of fate, and came here sooner than I waited." These six old monsters of the three major sects, an old man immediately smiled and said.
"You don't tell the old man about the three cases, the old man has to do it himself." The old man Tianji said lightly.
"Well, since I found this son, I went to the retreat of the patron ancestor earlier. This matter has been going on for a long time, and the big sects of the Southern Territory have been aware of it." Among the six, the two elders of the Fenghan Sect belonged to the Fenghan Sect. One of the strangers, the red-faced old man in a black robe, glanced over Meng Hao, as if looking at an ant, and said blankly.
Everyone didn't care about Meng Hao's words at all, as if a word could determine his life and death, and when they talked at this moment, his fate was determined.
Meng Hao was silent. He knew that today's catastrophe had to be faced, thinking about how to solve it.
"Ancestor, this person has the treasure of long spear hidden in his body..." Liu Daoyun suddenly said, bowing to the strong alchemist of his sect, and looking up at Meng Hao with a sneer when he raised his head, the feeling of malice was even more obvious.
"Little Ningqi monk, he has reached the ninth floor... No wonder it can mess up my Zhao Country's cultivation world." The red-faced old man wearing a black robe of the Fenghanzong spoke lightly, raising his right hand and was about to grab Meng Hao.
"The gun is here, the person is here!" Meng Hao's eyes flashed, and at the moment when the opponent was about to take a shot, he suddenly spoke, his voice cut through, and a madness was revealed. It seemed that if someone grabbed his treasure, although he could not resist, but But it will kill itself here.
As soon as these words came out, the red-faced old man who was about to act frowned, and after a pause, everyone around him frowned.
"Meng's cultivation base is low and weak. You seniors want to snatch my things, you can come and get them, but if Meng is missing a magic weapon today, it is equivalent to missing a life. You can wait to kill me, but you want me to take it. You go to the place where your ancestors retreat, and you want to snatch my belongings, Meng Mou would rather die!" Meng Hao spoke again, his expression showing decisiveness.
"Kill it directly, even if you don't hesitate to search for souls against the sky, you can also find the retreat of the patron ancestor." Among the six members of the Danjie, someone suddenly spoke lightly.
When Meng Hao heard this, he immediately laughed, his expression showing no fear or panic. The laughter echoed, falling into the ears of these strong bosses, faintly harsh.
"If you want to search for souls, please come and search. The place where the ancestors retreat is only known by the inner sect disciples, but even if you know the location, if there is no sanity and everything is normal, I will be there, the cave will not open!" Meng Hao's voice echoed. , Let these strong bosses look at Meng Hao with cold eyes.
"You seniors who have cultivated to reach the sky, naturally also have some puppet tricks, but once I am aware that I am not owned by myself, once I have damage, once I am not wholehearted, then the ancestors retreat, none of you can enter!" Meng Hao The voice was decisive, and when he opened his mouth, it gave people a feeling of giving up, causing these old monsters to frown one by one.
After all, compared with Meng Hao, they are more concerned about the Tai Ling Jing of the patron ancestor. When frowning at the moment, these bosses looked at the old man Tianji.
The old man of Tianji stared at Meng Hao, his eyes flickered. Although he could calculate many things, he could not calculate the details. At this moment, seeing everyone in his mind, he slowly spoke.
"I can't figure out the specific details. Ninety and a half of this boy lies, but we can't afford to gamble." His words are the voice of the people here. These old monsters are all scheming and cunning people, but they are not scheming at this moment. The way to win is because... They can't afford to lose, even if Meng Hao said ninety-nine percent is false, but as long as there is a little real possibility, they can't afford to lose.
Once they lose, they worry that they will lose the opportunity to go to the Patriarch’s cave, and this opportunity means that if they can obtain the Supreme Spiritual Sutra, everyone, whether it is building foundations or condensing alchemy, can rebuild the condensing volume after this sutra. The second Danhu in the body is used to repair the foundation road platform, making it defective or flawless. For the alchemy monks, there is even a possibility that it will affect their alchemy level. This is true. It is their attachment.
In this world, there are only three great books that can allow people to rebuild smoothly, no matter how high the level of cultivation is, and without the need for loose exercises. If they are in the corresponding cultivation level, they can do it again and open it up. Out of the second Dan Lake.
"Well, I'm waiting to be too spiritual, don't have any extra branches, little baby, I will not grab any magic weapons from you, nor will I search for your soul, let alone control you with a puppet, but you need to help. I'll wait, otherwise, you know the consequences.
Whether your life is important or your ancestor’s life is important, this choice does not require us to teach you. "Among the six, the obviously respected old woman spoke hoarsely. As soon as she spoke, the surroundings were quiet.
"I want a million spirit stones!" Meng Hao was silent for a moment before suddenly speaking.
"I want to kill this person!" After speaking, Meng Hao's eyes flashed, and his right hand raised Liu Daoyun.
Liu Daoyun was looking gloomy, with a flash of resentment in his eyes, thinking about how to kill Meng Hao by a method. At this moment, Meng Hao's finger suddenly shook his body and took a few steps back subconsciously.
There was a chuckle in his heart, and a cold sweat suddenly fell on his forehead. He reacted violently at this moment. In the eyes of these ancestors, Meng Hao was afraid that all requests would be agreed.
"Old ancestor..." Liu Daoyun looked pale and immediately looked up at the two ancestors of Fenghan Sect. The red-faced old man snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and looked at Meng Hao with indifference in his eyes.
"It's impossible. Little Ningqi monk, I don't know how high the sky is, and I dare to negotiate terms with the old man and others!"
"Meng Hao, don't mention this again. As for the spirit stone you mentioned, I can't wait to give you." Among the old gangsters, an old man in a red robe said lightly.
"If you don't give the spirit stone, this person will not die. Meng will never agree to take you seniors to the old ancestor's retreat. Even if you force me to go, if Meng is not wholehearted, the ancestor will not open the cave." Meng Hao Speaking decisively, the feeling of letting go, as if he didn't even frown.
"Meng Hao..." Liu Daoyun stared at Meng Hao, his murderous intent in his eyes was even more intense.
"Well, this person is a disciple of the Fenghanzong after all. Your request has been passed. As for the spirit stone, I can give you one hundred thousand first, and when you return after opening the Dongfu, I will give you the other part." The respected old woman said hoarsely. If Meng Hao didn't ask for anything, she would have doubts. At this moment, with a flick of her right hand, a storage bag flew out and went straight to Meng Hao. This storage bag Meng Hao didn't. Instead, step back a few steps and let the storage bag fall on the ground.
"You don't need to kill, Liu Daoyun, you come and pick up this storage bag for me, and pour out the spirit stone in it." Meng Hao said slowly.
The old woman's eyes flashed indistinctly, and the few old monsters beside him also glanced at Meng Hao seemingly.
Liu Daoyun was extremely angry, but Meng Hao's request was obviously not excessive, even the red-faced old man couldn't say anything, and motioned Liu Daoyun to pass.
Liu Daoyun took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, walked forward and picked up the storage bag. After a shake, a large number of spirit stones fell on the ground. The sparkle made Liu Daoyun look more. Eyes, breathing is a little short.
Meng Hao's expression was calm, his eyes swept over the spirit stones, and then he took out his storage bag and put away the spirit stones. He had to be cautious. These people either built foundations or formed alchemy, and wanted to kill himself like crushing ants. Generally easy.
If it were not that they couldn't afford to gamble, Meng Hao would be fragile and vulnerable in front of them, whether it was scheming or cultivation.
Therefore, Meng Hao didn't play any conspiracy and tricks from beginning to end, but Yangmou was there. He bet on these people, even if he didn't believe it, he had to believe it.
"Lingshi has been given to you, but this is not a small matter. You swallow this pill." The old woman said suddenly, and when her right hand was raised, a black pill was revealed in the palm of her hand.
As soon as the pill came out, the surrounding wind was surging, as if a lot of spiritual energy was condensed, and in a faint, a hideous centipede phantom appeared in the sky above the pill.
Meng Hao's complexion changed, looking at the pill with a cautious expression.
When Liu Daoyun saw this scene, he suddenly laughed. The foundation-building cultivators in the sky were expressionless, looking at Meng Hao's gaze with sarcasm.
As for the old pill-forming monsters, none of them showed surprises. Even if the old woman didn't take out the poison pill, all of them had already had such thoughts, but now their eyes flickered.
In terms of scheming, Meng Hao was just a naive in front of them. If it hadn't been for Meng Hao's arrogance, they would have made them a little bit hesitated. Today's series of ideas by Meng Hao would be useless.
"Swallow this pill, you can lead the way. If you don't swallow the pill, I'll have to try the puppet hunting technique." The old woman spoke lightly, her expression not showing the slightest joy or anger, and with a flick of her right hand, the poison pill flew to Meng Hao. before.
Meng Hao was silent for a moment. He wasn't sure if this pill was really a poison pill, or if there were other evils, but now he had no choice, he gritted his teeth abruptly, and was about to raise his hand to take the poison pill.
"Speaking of Poison Pill, the old man has one here too." The red-faced old man smiled slightly, and flicked his sleeves, and immediately a red pill appeared in his hand, and fell in front of Meng Hao.
"Since this is the case, this sect naturally has it here." In the words, the six alchemy cultivators of the three three sects in midair actually took out an elixir from each sect and turned it into a Changhong and exposed it in front of Meng Hao.
The old woman looked calm, she couldn't see her inner thoughts, she just glanced at the old monsters of the same generation around him lightly, and didn't speak. These people are all scheming generations. How can Meng Hao be only in the hands of the old woman, since he swallows the poison pill, Just swallow it all, and no one can completely control it, so it's fair.
"Everyone is like this, the old man will not hide his clumsiness." The old man Tianji smiled, waved his right hand, a three-color medicinal pill appeared in his hand, and went straight to Meng Hao.
Compared with other people's poison pills, this pill looked unsurprising, but Meng Hao didn't know why, when his eyes fell on this pill, he felt a sense of fright.