Southern sky star, the earth in the east.
In an endless mountain range, this place is called a forbidden area by Dongtu monks. Even if you step into it, there is no return. There seems to be a mysterious and terrible thing in it, which makes countless people stop and dare not dare. Go in.
Even in the Ji family, there were ancestors who led people into the house to search for its internal cause and effect, but that time, almost the entire army was wiped out. Only the ancestor escaped and warned Dongtu Ji’s family not to enter for half a step. .
That old ancestor is the young man who has lost his arms at the peak of Wonderland in Ji's home now!
Even if it was him, there was no way to go deep into the deepest part of the mountain. On the way, he was shocked by the prohibition here. Because of the mystery of the Nantian Earth, this Ji family ancestor did not report the matter, because here... it made him feel that way. There are many places of horror.
And he is not going to break in. In his opinion, unless it is to master some powerful treasures in the clan, it is difficult to step in, and if there are treasures, everything may be different.
It’s just that there are too few treasures. In his capacity, even if he sits here, he can’t get it. The Sendai is one of them, but this platform has its own wisdom, and he cannot control it. As for the treasures... only the Tianjiao of the clan Only then will he be given self-defense.
No one can explain why the Southern Sky Star is so special. Here, no one party can achieve the status of hegemony. Even the Ji family is only in deterrence and dominates in this way, while the Fang family of Dong Shengxing , Can occupy half a star, or even if it is willing, can occupy the whole.
In the Southern Heaven and Earth, each of the four regions has its own traditions. If it is deduced, one can find that... Almost most of the sects here have their main veins in the outer starry sky, while the Southern Heaven and Earth are just branches.
It seems that all forces want to be here, leaving a trace of orthodoxy.
Even more in this southern heaven, Meng Hao’s father became the ninth mountain prison priest. This prison word seems to explain a lot...
However, when Meng Hao asked, his father told him that this prison is not a prison!
As for the details, his father didn't say, but his expression was a little confused, as if even he himself felt weird and a little at a loss.
But in any case, the South Heaven and Earth... is very special!
Here, Meng Hao’s seven-year-old catastrophe passed, and here is the inheritance of the demon seal. The ancient demon sect was destroyed, and the blood demon ancestors were hidden here, even in this southern heaven... It made Meng Hao feel that Unbelievable, powerful mortal kingdom, Datang!
And the feeling that Tang Emperor gave Meng Hao was even more amazing.
With a lot of doubts, Meng Hao thought of the world he saw under the Southern Ancient Dao Lake, the ancient agreement that the other party said during the trial, and... At the last level, Meng Hao felt It's terrible.
The origin of the sacred fire!
All these made Meng Hao confused, and at this moment, when he walked through everything in this mountain range and saw the ancient temple, his heart shook.
He saw another place, the unknown world.
Here, he saw a majestic dojo, boundless, no matter the mountain peaks, or vegetation, all disappeared. What exists here is a huge dojo paved with bluestone.
There were countless figures sitting there cross-legged, and each of them was powerful enough to make Meng Hao breathe quickly, as if countless gods were meditating, the sound of the avenue spread all around, the sun and the moon were trembling, like this place, unable to emit light.
In this dojo, there is an altar. On the altar sits an old man sitting cross-legged. The old man is preaching with a fairy wind and a smile on his face. The voice is blurred and merges with the world. Meng Hao can’t hear him, but he sees countless below. There are a lot of figures inside, like an epiphany.
Until, the old man lifted his right hand, and when he waved in the sky, a huge fairy character... suddenly appeared!
That is a cyan fairy!
Just a single word eclipsed the heavens and the earth, dimmed the sun and the moon, and caused the entire sky to crawl down and worship like a creature.
Meng Hao's body trembled, and his whole person was immersed in this terrifying world. Every piece of the bluestone land here exudes an indescribable aura, containing a heaven-shattering celestial aura. This celestial aura is so strong that it is unimaginable.
Especially in this dojo, there are nine huge tripods, and the nine tripods are scattered, and bursts of green smoke rise into the sky. There are actually one world after another in the curling tobacco.
And the sky... is the stars, there are rivers of stars, the sun and the moon are undulating, and there are some unimaginable powers, and sometimes when flying out, raising your hand to pick the stars in the galaxy, refining in the hands of illusion, when When I took it back, it became a dazzling treasure in the palm of my hand.
There were even a few people who chopped the ground with one foot, and the earth split immediately. When the endless fire burned, it turned into a creature. The creature was like the spirit of the earth. The creature was grabbed by the monks and formed a chariot. The battlefield pulled by the spirit of the earth whizzed away.
One more person laughed in the sky, as if saying a few words in his mouth, his body suddenly became huge, and in the blink of an eye, he couldn't see the whole figure. All he saw was... just a toe, which was already occupied. All the world in the eyes.
And that person's body is unimaginable.
Fly to catch the stars!
Refining spirits in the earth!
Can support Yu!
In the end, all of this was distorted. Before Meng Hao's eyes, all the pictures condensed and formed... a dilapidated ancient temple.
This ancient temple had its door closed, its surroundings were broken, and even the surrounding walls collapsed. It seems that there is no need to enter through the door. There are entrances everywhere, and you can see the temples in the courtyard. There should be some statues of gods inside, but now the statues of gods Dilapidated, as if it were once glorious, but now only the ode to future generations, the immortal legend has long since become a shattered nothingness.
There was only one green tung oil lamp, stained with rust, telling the vicissitudes of life. There was an oil fire burning inside, making a slight popping sound, and the fire light reflected the surroundings, and a lot of shadows appeared.
Otherwise, everything is quiet.
In the yard, there is a well. The underground is dark. I don’t know what evil spirits are hiding. People will feel heart palpitations when they look at it. On the side, there is a row of broken bamboo frames with some dry rattan entangled, as if it was a long time ago. , There is a grape seedling here, entwined with bamboo, becoming shady and cool.
Under the bamboo frame, there are some withered little flowers, inconspicuous.
Meng Hao was silent. In this silence, his scalp suddenly became numb. If it weren't for his father's appointment to ask him to come, he would immediately turn his head and stay away at this moment.
Here, he felt that his heart was trembling, and there was clearly no pressure, but Meng Hao felt it was difficult to breathe, and there was clearly no visible danger, but within Meng Hao's mind, there was an unprecedented crisis.
He felt that everything in these surroundings was weird!
How could there be such a temple in this mountain range, this temple clearly does not correspond to the surrounding earth, as if it had flown from a distance and landed here a long time ago.
Meng Hao took a deep breath, bit his scalp, and walked forward. He just walked a few steps, and suddenly he heard a cry. The cry came extremely suddenly, like a woman choking and drifting past. There was a sudden explosion, and he looked around fiercely, but there was nothing unusual.
There is no wind...
Meng Hao was silent, his eyes flashed after a moment, his right hand patted on the storage bag, and immediately the immortal Dao Ling appeared and was held in his hand. As soon as the token came out, he didn't know if it was an illusion. Meng Hao felt that this place was It seems that all of a sudden it is no longer so gloomy and cold.
He moved forward carefully until he reached the door and hesitated for a while. He felt that it was weird here. It's better not to step in over the wall or step in from all around. To enter... you must be upright.
He flicked his sleeve directly and pushed the temple door in front of him.
I thought it would be difficult to open, but after a creak, the door slowly opened, revealing the inner courtyard, the main hall of the temple, and the well in the courtyard.
A yin wind blew out, as if some figure was walking by him, Meng Hao's expression changed, and the feeling was very strong. He immediately moved the fairy energy inside his body, condensing his right eye, and after a few consecutive blinks, he took a sharp look.
There is nothing, everything is still broken.
Meng Hao smiled bitterly.
"Father, what the hell is this place you let me come..."
Meng Hao took a deep breath and stepped in. The temple is small and the courtyard is not big. Meng Hao glanced at the well. He always felt that the well was strange. He looked at the row of bamboo trusses and was about to step in. When he was in the temple, he suddenly stopped, his scalp buzzed, he turned his head fiercely, and stared at the row of shelves... Those withered and inconspicuous little flowers, short of breath, immediately walked closer and watched carefully. After finishing, Meng Hao looked uncontrollable, showing amazement.
"These… "
"These are... Bian flowers!!!" Meng Hao knew so much about Bian flowers, he recognized at a glance, these little flowers...Awesomely every one is Bian flowers!
And here, these other shore flowers... seem to be just ordinary flowers and plants. This scene made Meng Hao take a deep breath again, and he felt that this place... was mysterious and unpredictable.
It was dusk now, Meng Hao hesitated for a while, walked into the temple, looked at the broken idol, the ground was full of dust, even the futon was broken, Meng Hao thought for a while, knelt on the futon, and turned towards The broken god worshiped.
"Bless the gods, bless the gods..." Meng Hao murmured. After he finished speaking, he immediately felt that the surroundings seemed to have disappeared a little, and he suddenly felt useful. When he got up, there was a wind blowing, and the oil lamp that was blowing shook. , As if to West Desert, the dust on the ground was also lifted up, Meng Hao suddenly condensed his eyes, he saw the ground that was blown away with dust... There was a huge word!
Sin!
It was the fairy character that appeared when Meng Hao was outside and saw the illusory picture when he was waved by the old man at the altar.
It's exactly the same!
Seeing this word, a reckless aura hits his face, it seems that someone is whispering, and the vagueness is like a sermon, coming from the vicissitudes of ancient times, echoing in this life.
Meng Haofu's heart was full, and he sat down cross-legs, holding the ancient Taoist order in his arms, staring at the word in a daze, already fascinated.