"he is… "
"It looks young, but it actually feels like it has existed since ancient times, who is he!"
"The robe on his body has obviously gone through endless years of vicissitudes. Look at that long gown, it was definitely not put on later, but naturally decayed on his body!"
"Could it be... Could it be that he is the guardian of this ancient dojo!"
"Especially the vicissitudes of his body, this will never be fake, and it will not be fake at all!" Almost everyone of the ten-plus Tianjiao who came here took a breath and stopped instantly. They didn't expect it. Someone will arrive early, but when they saw Meng Hao, their thoughts were shaken.
Meng Hao didn’t feel like a monk from the same age as them. At this moment, other monks from the various families of Jiushanhai and the old men came here one after another, seeing the ancient temple and sitting cross-legged. When Meng Hao was at the gate of the temple, they all took a deep breath.
"The ancient aura on him is consistent with the feeling of this ancient temple. Could it be... he is really a protector of the Tao!"
"I have heard that in the Ninth Mountain and Sea, four ancient fairy tales were opened before, and every time they opened, there were anomalies, and a similar guardian appeared in one of them!"
"But he... looks too young. Could it be someone who came early and made this round to fool me and wait!" There was a sudden voice of discussion, some shocked and some doubted, especially the arrogances of various sects, one by one. They are all of the seven-orifice and exquisite generation, with good intentions, otherwise they will not be able to become the leaders of the sects by virtue of their qualifications alone.
Although they were shocked before, after reacting at this moment, they all showed strange light and stared at Meng Hao.
Meng Hao's expression was as usual, and his heart was also taken aback. When he heard the voices of these people, his heart moved, his face almost showed shyness, and after holding back, he became more solemn, his eyes calm, and he looked at the people who came faintly.
His dilapidated gown was windless, and his ancient aura became stronger. While deliberately immersing in that kind of avenue, Meng Hao's voice seemed to be vicissitudes of life, and slowly spread out.
"Xiangu opens, the avenue descends, the place of inheritance, the right or wrong choice of the world's road... Junior monks, a few steps forward... I have been... waiting for you for a long time." , Under this throw, nothing happened.
The eyes of the people who came flashed one by one, they looked around vigilantly, seeing nothing unusual, Taiyangzi snorted coldly.
"Pretend to be a ghost!" He took a step forward while he was saying, but after he took three steps, his body suddenly trembled, stopped in an instant, and looked forward blankly, his expression showing unprecedented shock.
His appearance immediately made everyone's eyes flashed, Fang Xiangshan shook, and walked forward. Fang Yunyi and Fang Donghan stepped at the same time. After three steps, the three of them slammed their bodies, and they all stopped, staring blankly. Ahead, breathing is fast.
Zhao Yifan of Taihang Jianchi showed strange light, along with Song Luodan of the Song family, and Wang Mu, the three of them walked out in an instant. After three steps, their bodies were shocked at the same time.
Li Ling'er showed a strange light in his eyes, and followed along. There was also Ji Yin, who was entwined by the Ji family's cause and effect. His eyes flashed and he immediately moved forward. Behind them was Fan Dong'er of the Nine Seas God Realm.
Afterwards, the Tianjiao of other religions, as well as those who followed them, walked out one after another, but Zhixiang was in the crowd, staring blankly at Meng Hao, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the temple, and blinked. It was shocked at first, then unbelievable, and then... blood smiled.
At this moment, almost everyone took a few steps and walked within a hundred feet of the temple. The moment they stepped in, they saw the most shocking picture of the world, just like when Meng Hao first came.
That is the boundless bluestone land, that is countless figures in the practice, that is the high altar, an old man preaching, his voice is blurred, and a huge fairy character appeared in the sky between his sleeves.
The sky is flowing with stars and rivers, and the sun and the moon are undulating. Some people raise their hands to pick up the stars, some people step on the earth to get spirits and pull away from the battlefield. A toe can be seen, occupying the world, and its body... can't be seen anymore.
This scene shocked everyone, making their hearts buzzing, as if they were in ancient times, and even at this moment, they vaguely saw a figure sitting cross-legged in the dojo, it seemed... it was Meng Hao!
Before looking carefully, all the illusion disappeared, and when the surroundings recovered as usual, everyone was breathing fast, even the sunzi, shaking his body, when he looked at Meng Hao, he did not dare to speak as before.
They finally understood why Meng Hao had just flicked his sleeves. It wasn't that there was no magical power change, but that the law was too deep and they didn't understand it.
At this moment, everyone looked at each other and didn't want to believe it, but this scene was really amazing.
"Senior... Are you... the guardian of this place?" A female disciple of the sect could not help but bow to Meng Hao with a fist.
When she asked, everyone around immediately looked at Meng Hao, but Zhixiang's expression became more and more weird.
However, each of those Tianjiao has its own strength, even if they were shocked before, they still have their eyes shining. Zhao Yifan looked at Meng Hao carefully, and there seemed to be a sword light in his eyes.
Fan Donger's expression was indifferent, but his eyes were sharp, passing from behind Meng Hao, and landing on the temple behind Meng Hao.
Ji Yin looked indifferent and didn't say a word. When he stood there, even if there was strange coercion around him, his thread of cause and effect was still lingering.
They were looking at Meng Hao, and Meng Hao was also paying attention to the arrogances of these ninth mountain and sea sects and families. There were many people in it. After he looked at it, his eyes shrank slightly.
"The old man is not a protector of the Tao, just a sweep of the dojo." Meng Hao's expression showed recollection, learning the demeanor of the crazy old man, his voice seemed to be erratic, and he spoke slowly.
As soon as he spoke, many people took a deep breath.
"Sweepers? I have heard some legends. In many ancient places, the most powerful ones are not the protectors, but the shameless sweepers!"
"I've heard of this too..." When the discussion came out, a young man with a proud face walked out with a gloomy face. This man was dressed extremely gorgeous, with an imperial crown on his head, and seemed to be surrounded by the power of stars. He walked out directly.
"It's the quasi Daozi of the Emperor Immortal Sect!"
"I heard that this person once killed a pseudo-immortal. Although the pseudo-immortal is said to be injured, it is not an ordinary spiritual realm that can be killed!"
When the voices of the people around him heard, the proud young man had already approached Meng Hao.
"Whether you are a protector or a sweeper, or you are playing mystery, get out of the way, I want to enter this temple!" As soon as he walked out, he immediately followed more than a dozen people behind him, all disciples of the Emperor Immortal Sect, and a few others. The old man was obviously self-proclaimed, his eyes were cold, and he obviously didn't believe Meng Hao's words before.
Almost the moment they arrived, Meng Hao's complexion suddenly sank. When his right hand was raised, his whole body was without wind, and the black and white two pillars suddenly transformed, forming a force of vicissitudes of ancient times, and descended in all directions.
In Meng Hao's mind, the look of the old man on the boat quickly appeared at this moment, which can be imitated, and there is also a sense of vicissitudes in his eyes, looking at the young imperial immortal sect who is coming.
"Stop!" He spoke lightly, the black and white beads in his hand shining brightly, seeming to reflect the surroundings, and even here Meng Hao, as if suddenly revealing a stronger vicissitudes of life.
The quasi Daozi of that Emperor Immortal Sect, his expression changed, his steps stopped, and he stared at Meng Hao.
The people behind him, as well as all the cultivators here, once again changed their expressions. They became more and more uncomfortable with Meng Hao and didn't dare to try easily.
"Xianguchu opened, not everyone can step into the dojo, feel this thing, and those who can get the Dao can come to the old man."
The Quan Daozi of the Emperor Immortal Sect showed hesitation. He looked at Meng Hao, and he felt that Meng Hao had a mysterious aura here, and his heart was a little hard to judge. When he looked back at the people behind him, he saw the same expression.
For a while, no one was speaking around. At this moment, the sky was getting dark, the moonlight appeared, and there seemed to be external wind blowing around. If there was a whimper sound, as the earth gradually became dark, at this moment, Fang Donghan suddenly sneered. When stepping out, the whole body rose up, and when a powerful cultivation base burst out, the surrounding wind and clouds moved.
"No matter who you are, Fang needs to ask for some advice!" He said, he had walked quickly, and he was approaching Meng Hao in the blink of an eye. When he was about to make a move, Meng Hao muttered a few words in his heart and saw that the sky was already over. Dim, especially when the wind was sobbing, his heart moved and his eyes stared fiercely.
His body stood up cross-legged, and the eyes of everyone around him gleamed immediately. Many of them were skeptical, but there were still a lot of them. They didn't believe Meng Hao here.
Seeing Meng Hao stand up, all eyes condensed in an instant, Fang Donghan also contracted his eyes. He seemed reckless, but in fact he acted cautiously.
When everyone looked at Xiang Meng Hao, Meng Hao suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.
"The road is wrong... Is the inheritance broken... It's too long, that war..." Meng Hao smiled and became mad.
"It's all dead, the earth is broken, the galaxy is broken..." As he said, he suddenly cried again, walking around all around.
"Done, I can't suppress the living, I can only suppress the dead..."
"No more, no more..."
When his words came out, there seemed to be countless responses from the surrounding areas. There was a cloudy wind blowing, and a woman’s cry was faintly erratic around these surroundings. The earth was trembling, and when everyone’s expressions changed, the sky was completely dark. ,at this time…
"Save me, I want to go home... Supreme save me, Supreme save me..." When the muffled voice came from the earth, the surrounding cold was shocking. In the temple, a large amount of green silk spouted from the well mouth and the rattan fell. The swing was swaying, crying, laughter, all came out.
In the temple, the bronze oil lamp burned, making it the only dim night.
Coupled with Meng Hao’s voice, the horror immediately formed. Even those Tianjiao who did not believe before were shocked. Fang Donghan's scalp was numb, and he immediately stepped back. The emperor immortal sect's quasi Daozi took a deep breath, his expression changed. Step back immediately.
Only Meng Hao was crying and laughing madly in front of the temple, his heart was very proud.