"With your cultivation base, it is doomed to fail." In the second level, the white old beast saw Meng Hao's figure appearing, and his voice echoed with some surprise.
"However, you didn't fall there..." The old beast took a deep look at Meng Hao. After seeing the embarrassment of Meng Hao's whole body burning, his suspicion dissipated a lot.
Meng Hao smiled bitterly and shook his head, and sighed.
"The junior is reckless, thinking that his cultivation level is different from before, and he can try, but I didn't expect that as the senior said, it still won't work... Fortunately, I didn't get close, otherwise, I must be buried there."
The old beast nodded, and Meng Hao clasped his fist to bid farewell. The old beast hesitated for a moment without stopping, allowing Meng Hao to step into the vortex that left, and disappear without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Only Lu Bai was there, looking up at the leaving figure of Meng Hao, and was silent.
Outside the Ancient Dao Lake, somewhere in the area, a light flashed, Meng Hao's figure teleported out, his expression was excited, he touched the storage bag, and took a deep breath.
"The fire spirit at a thousand meters away is dangerous even if it is encountered at the peak of the fairyland. With this fire, I have a killer, but this fire should not last forever. I don't know how many times I can use it!" Meng Hao flicked and disappeared in an instant.
In the next few days, Meng Hao's figure appeared one after another in many places in the Southern Territory. He went to all the mountains and rivers in his memory until he reached Motu, where he saw many old people.
As for West Desert, there is still a purple sea filled with life, and there is no vitality.
In Motu, after bidding farewell to his deceased, Meng Hao went to the place where he had felt that he had failed in a battle with Ji Tian, but it was empty.
Afterwards, he went to Tianhehai, where it is as dead now, and it is very different from before. In the inner ring, Meng Hao did not see the old boat. He had deep doubts about this boat in his heart. He always I remember that I also saw that boat in the Fairy Ruins.
After walking around, when Meng Hao returned to the East Earth, he let out a deep breath, and he understood that he was leaving.
"Little Fatty is in Guxian Mausoleum. Senior Brother Chen Fan is in Yijian Pavilion, and Wang Youcai has gone to Luoyue Lake... Even those in the Ji family who have seen many Tianjiao before have left and returned to Ji Family Master Mountain." Meng Hao murmured softly, his father told him these things.
And the sects of Tianjiao that were active in the Southern Territory are now either dead or left, or the gap with Meng Hao is too big to the extent that they can no longer see each other.
"It's time to go." Meng Hao walked on the eastern earth, feeling a little bit. He walked across mountains and plains, as if he wanted to keep this southern sky in his memory until this day, Meng Hao At the edge of a big river in the east, he stopped.
He felt a familiar breath here, which was very weak, and it would be difficult to detect it if it weren't for Meng Hao passing by.
"This breath..." Meng Hao looked at the river in front of him. This river is called the first river in the East, running through most of the East, and its source is the Tianhe Sea.
What makes him strange is that this breath is not only familiar to him, but also to the extreme, that is... his own breath!
As Meng Hao pondered, following the guidance of the breath, he walked along the river bank and walked far away. This place was a deserted hill with no humans, and among the surrounding vegetation, you could see the dung of some wild beasts.
Until on a shallow stall not far away, Meng Hao saw something. The moment he saw it, he stopped abruptly, opened his eyes wide, froze there, staring blankly.
Time seemed to stop, and the world seemed to stop moving. Everything in front of Meng Hao's eyes disappeared. The only thing that floated on the river, the eternal existence, became the only color in his eyes.
That is a gourd.
A gourd stuck between two rocks, the wind and rain, the river has soaked for so many years, this gourd is almost decayed, dilapidated, there is quiet, as if it is always waiting for someone to pick it up. .
Perhaps, without these two stones, the gourd would drift farther along the river, perhaps... it would really drift to Datang.
Meng Hao's body trembled slightly. This gourd looked ordinary, but he would never forget it.
When he was a scholar, he stood on the Daqing Mountain after failing another scientific expedition, hand-written a note, stuffed it into a gourd, and threw it into the long river below the mountain.
Legend has it that the river leads to the East Earth, but now Meng Hao has long understood that the river does not lead to the East Earth, it only leads to the Tianhe Sea.
For many years, there seems to be a kind of power that made this gourd float on the sea of Tianhe, all the way to Dongtu, drifted into this river, and got stuck here.
Meng Hao stared at this gourd in a daze. This familiar breath came out of it. He never thought that one day he would see the gourd that was thrown back in the past. He thought that this gourd would either be Sinking in the river or sea, or being picked up by someone.
"Before I stepped into the practice, I dropped it, and now when I was leaving, I saw it again..." Meng Hao was silent, walked slowly, walked to the side of the gourd, bent over and picked it up.
The gourd has rotted, and Meng Hao held it in his hand, as if he could buckle it in without much effort.
"But it... how could it still exist for hundreds of years... It is just an ordinary gourd, it should have disappeared." In silence, Meng Hao took off the plug of the gourd. It was a little damp, but there was no water. , Meng Hao fell, a note fell off.
Looking at this note, Meng Hao showed emotion and recollection on his face. He recalled his youth, recalled his roar and vent every time he failed in the scientific examination on Daqing Mountain.
He recalled his life in Yunjie County and all the past there.
Gently opened the note. Although the handwriting on it was blurred, Meng Hao still vaguely saw the vision he wrote back then...
Meng Hao looked at the note and smiled. In his smile, the gourd seemed to no longer carry his wish, and dissipated into fly ash, and the note was gradually shattered in Meng Hao's hand, in the blink of an eye, between his fingers , The same turned into fly ash, unable to grasp, disappeared with the wind.
And the familiar breath that Meng Hao felt disappeared at this moment.
Meng Hao stood there silently, without speaking, but closed his eyes, time passed, one day, one day, in a blink of an eye, seven days passed, the river was flowing, the sun and the moon were changing, and birds and beasts were coming by the surrounding river. Left again.
Seven days later, Meng Hao opened his eyes, and there was a clear understanding in his eyes.
"There is a power in this world..." Meng Hao murmured.
"That's a wish."
"The reason why this ordinary gourd has been preserved to this day is because it carries my wish. I am a monk. As I become stronger, even if it is my wish, it still grows stronger in the dark.
So it can form the breath I'm familiar with, and let the gourd... survive. "
"And the one I just picked up, the wish condensed on the gourd and the note, is gone, as if it returned to my hand, so they dissipated in the world."
"Just like those words spoken by Xie Yixian of Incense Road in the arena, incense... the wish of condensing all beings in the world, this wish to practice is incense."
"Unexpectedly, here, I have an epiphany about the incense willingness." Meng Hao muttered, looking down at his right hand, and after a moment of silence, he waved his right hand.
As if time had reversed, the fly ash that had dissipated seven days ago unexpectedly reappeared. In Meng Hao's hands, it once again turned into that piece of paper, and the dissipated gourd also condensed again.
Meng Hao looked calm, put the note back into the gourd, and threw it into the river. Under the flow of the river, the gourd swayed away further and further.
"The wish has not been fulfilled, how can it disappear... I don't know how many years later, who will pick up my gourd, there is my wish... There is my breath..." Meng Hao looked at the gourd away, his face slowly revealed Smile.
"It's time to leave." Meng Hao took a deep breath, and when he turned around, his expression was decisive. He walked away, and his figure disappeared. When he appeared, he was already in the sky. Changhong whizzed and blinked without a shadow.
A day later, a huge teleportation formation was constructed in the backyard of the Dongtu Dadi local family. This formation emits a faint light. Beside the formation, besides Meng Hao and his parents, there is a middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man looked at Meng Hao with emotion and kindness.
"Hao'er, this is your nineteenth uncle, in our line, the father's younger brother." Fang Xiufeng said slowly.
Meng Hao clasped his fists and bowed deeply.
The middle-aged man laughed and quickly helped Meng Hao, the more he looked, the more he loved it.
"Good boy, yes, yes, when you return to the family, my boy, you have to take care of the nineteenth uncle. He doesn't do business all day, which gives me a headache."
"The Fang family is on Dongsheng Star, and it is far away from the Southern Star. With your cultivation base, you can't cross the starry sky, and you need to teleport twice on the way, so your sixth uncle came in person and will take you back all the way." Fang Xiufeng Looking at Meng Hao, she said solemnly. Next to Meng Hao's mother, her expression was full of dismay, but she understood that Meng Hao's path was in the starry sky and was no longer here.
She could only arrange the package for Meng Hao, even if there was a storage bag, but she sewed the package by herself and helped Meng Hao arrange the clothes. Looking at the grown-up son in front of her, her eyes had parting tears.
"Mother, don't worry, I'm fine." Meng Hao said softly.
"For my father, I can't leave Nantianxing. If you are in danger outside, I can't protect you. This crocodile can protect you for a short distance, but in the end it depends on yourself. If you fall..." Fang Xiufeng looked at Meng Hao and said softly When he opened his mouth, with a wave of his hand, the tamed crocodile fell into Meng Hao's hand after shrinking, and got into the cuff.
"I will avenge you for my father!" Fang Xiufeng murmured softly.
Meng Hao and the middle-aged man stood in the formation. As the formation light slowly shone, Meng Hao looked at the father and mother outside the formation, his eyes were a little moist, bowed down to his father and mother, and knocked three heads.
"Father, mother, I'm leaving... Don't worry, don't worry, I will come back to see you often."
boom!
The array gleamed with light, and you could vaguely see Meng Hao standing up behind him, his figure disappeared in an instant, before disappearing, he waved to his parents.
Meng Hao's mother finally couldn't help but shed tears, staring blankly at Meng Hao who disappeared from the light. That kind of worry made her look much older all of a sudden.
Fang Xiufeng seemed strong, but in fact his eyes were a little fuzzy at this moment.
"The children are older, we have to let them fly by themselves."