Meng Hao was silent, and bowed deeply to the great elder in front of him. In the great elder's kind smile, Meng Hao left the hall and walked out.
When only the Great Elder was left in the whole hall, the kindness on his face gradually disappeared and turned into peace. Only in the depths of his eyes, there was a cold flash that was invisible to outsiders.
When he turned around, he walked towards the hall.
"Thank you." A cold voice suddenly echoed in the hall, and the great elder paused.
"I'm not helping you, but following the family rules, everything... for the family!"
Meng Hao walked in the ancestral house, turned into a long rainbow, and went straight to the cave that belonged to him. After a short while, he returned to the cave. As soon as he stepped into the yard, he saw Fang Xi with his eyes open, facing the jelly and the parrot. hold.
When Meng Hao had something in his mind, he walked into the attic and sat there cross-legged, his eyes flashed, he took out the jade box containing Nirvana from the storage bag, his eyes were shining, and he stared intently.
"Unexpectedly... The Great Elder actually returned this thing to me..."
"What he said in the hall doesn't sound like false, but my feeling for him always feels that this person... is not what it seems to be."
Meng Hao was not suspicious, but after he stepped into practice, his journey was not smooth. If he hadn't been vigilant, he would have fallen away many times.
Now in this Fang family, Meng Hao knows that there is danger around him, and he is walking in balance. A little carelessness may lead to life and death.
"This Nirvana, there must be a problem!" Meng Hao's eyes flashed, he still insisted on his judgment of the elder, and his thoughts were not changed by the other's words, and slowly opened the jade box in front of him.
A faint coercion radiated from the jade box, and Meng Hao looked at the fist-sized but shriveled fruits of two babies in it, silent.
The blood flow in the body accelerated at this moment, and the connection between the blood vessels made Meng Hao's judgment slowly shaken.
"This is indeed the fruit of Nirvana, and it can arouse my bloodlines. They... should have bloomed from me back then."
"Could it be that I am really worried?" Meng Hao sighed slightly, and when he was groaning, gently picked up a Nirvana fruit and placed it in front of him. When his hand touched the Nirvana fruit, the blood in his body The feeling of being stronger, seems to be eager to merge this Nirvana fruit.
"It takes enough spiritual fluid to restore this Nirvana, and then it can be merged..." Meng Hao sighed lightly, and was about to put the Nirvana in his hand back into the jade box. Suddenly, Meng Hao's hand paused. At this moment, his eyes suddenly showed a strong light.
"It's not right, the breath of Nirvana... not hundreds of years!!" He breathed slightly, slowly raised his hand, placed it in front of him, and stared at him. After a long while, Meng Hao's expression gradually became gloomy. .
Meng Hao was the cultivation of the years and practiced the magical powers of the years. He has an incomparable keenness for the true existence of an item. Even if the breath of this nirvana fruit is weak to the extreme, it is stored in a jade box, and the preservation is very complete. The breath of time is almost imperceptible, but... Meng Hao still sees the clue.
This point, even the Great Elder, was afraid that he hadn't expected it.
"I want to see how long these two Nirvana Fruits have existed!" Meng Hao immediately pinched the Jue with his left hand. The law of the years is like peeling off the mystery of this nirvana fruit layer by layer.
One hundred years, two hundred years, three hundred years...
Until an hour later, Meng Hao was short of breath.
"It's been ten thousand years!!" He can now be sure that these nirvana fruits are not the two that belong to him at all. At this moment, the cold light is shining in his eyes. After taking a deep breath, Meng Hao continues to use the years and months to check the nirvana fruits. The exact time of existence.
15,000, 20,000, 25,000...
If it weren’t for Meng Hao’s 80% true immortal at this moment, and the immortal vein in his body had also become 80% solid, he would certainly not be able to support him to complete so many years of spells, until sunset, when the bright moon was high, Meng Hao’s body trembled suddenly, and he Almost all of his cultivation was consumed, and finally... I roughly judged this nirvana, the true years.
"More than... 100,000 years!!"
Meng Hao breathed quickly, his expression revealed unbelievable, he looked at another Nirvana fruit, in terms of feeling, the two Nirvana fruit are exactly the same!
"It's been over a hundred thousand years!"
"This is not my nirvana, but whose nirvana is this!" Meng Hao's eyes sparkled. At this moment, his judgment on himself was extremely firm, and the great elder must not be kind to himself.
"The problem is not in the spiritual fluid, nor in his words, but in... Before this, in my opinion, the least problematic... Nirvana!" Meng Hao's expression was immediately gloomy.
"I think about it now. In his previous words, he had said several times that seemed to be concerned, let me integrate Nirvana as soon as possible. This sentence... There is a big problem!" Meng Hao's eyes flashed murderously, and he can almost conclude that if he himself After these two nirvana fruits are melted, there must be a life-and-death crisis.
Meng Hao gave a cold snort, put the Nirvana fruit in the jade box, immediately put it away, and walked out of the attic, preventing Fangxi from fighting with the jelly and the parrot.
"Fangxi, in the family, have you heard that anyone else has given birth to Nirvana?"
Fang Xi, with a tired face, but perseverance in his eyes, even with excitement, was stunned when he heard Meng Hao's inquiry.
"No, there is only Nirvana, but it's useless. Nirvana is born. Only you... Hey, I think of it. It seems that there have been rumors that the first generation of ancestors of our Fang family have also appeared. Nirvana, what's wrong?" Fang Xi asked in surprise.
Meng Hao's eyes flashed and he smiled to avoid the topic, and he felt something wrong again in his heart.
"The Nirvana of the first generation of ancestors, this must be the treasure, how could it be given to me? But in terms of time, it seems that this Nirvana is extremely old, more than 100,000 years..."
With doubts, Meng Hao's expression was not showing the slightest clue. From the early morning of the next day, he wandered around the Fang family’s ancestral house, met many tribesmen, and went to a lot of attic. The people of the tribe should do things after returning home, such as... longing to learn about the history of the family.
It seemed normal, and there was no clue. Until six or seven days later, Meng Hao had a keen interest in Zongshige.
There, it records the past history of many families. For Meng Hao’s frequent appearance here, no one feels surprised. Here, there are a large number of jade slips that record the past events. It is only for a generation of ancestors. It is rarely recorded, often in a half-word, and the description is simple.
Until half a month passed, even the Great Elder asked him in good faith, reminding him to refine the spiritual liquid as soon as possible, and use it to fuse Nirvana, Meng Hao finally in some scattered records, in his mind, Sorted out a piece of information.
"Six generations of ancestors, cultivated to reach the sky, closed for one day... and died suddenly!"
"Ten generations of ancestors are also in retreat... They died suddenly!"
"There are still thirteen generations, sixteen generations of ancestors, almost all of them are in retreat... dying!"
"In addition to these, for 100,000 years, there have been some Tianjiao people in the family who died inexplicably in the retreat." Meng Hao sat cross-legged in the attic of his cave mansion. When he closed his eyes, his mind came to mind. Massive jade slips and inconspicuous clues detected in history.
These were originally inconspicuous, but extremely complicated. Few people could connect them together, but after Meng Hao's frantic sorting out under this crisis, Meng Hao felt a strong murderous intent in it.
"It wasn't until 30,000 years ago that such violent deaths were reduced in a large scale. Nowadays, they rarely happen." When Meng Hao's eyes slowly opened and closed, there was a flash of light in it.
"Later, I went to look for these violent ancestors. Their life records... I found one thing in common. These people have either been to the Zu Pagoda, or made credit and received the rewards of the Zu Pagoda."
"This is a suspicious point, but over the past 100,000 years, there have been many tribesmen who have been rewarded by the ancestral pagoda. Only these people died suddenly. It was a suspicious point, but it was reluctant."
"Until..." Meng Hao patted the storage bag, and after taking out the jade box, his eyes showed a strong cold light.
"Until, 30,000 years ago, the last tribe to die suddenly, I found a piece of information in the life record of one of his heirs!
Before this person died violently, he had a word with his son to fuse the things of the ancestors. Those who merged with this thing, no one succeeded, all died, but there is the last word of the ancestors. If someone can fuse them, it can solve the mystery of the Fang family’s blood. ! "
Meng Hao took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again a moment later, his eyes were calm and there were no ups and downs, and he looked down at the jade box in his hand.
"If I am not wrong, then in the history of the Fang family, those who died violently, they may not be all, but most of them, the reason for their violent death is the two Nirvana Fruits!
These two nirvana fruits are... the things of the ancestors! ! "Meng Hao showed a sneer on his face.
"The Great Elder asked me to merge as soon as possible, this is to let me die as quickly as possible!"
"The great elder gave me Nirvana in front of many people, let everyone know about it, and can't say anything, and he vowed to be partial to me, even more magnanimous to the extreme.
And if I died in the fusion of Nirvana, since ancient times, many people died in the fusion, even if the nirvana of the ancestors of the fusion died violently, but as long as he was guided by words, he would immediately blame my death as well. Nirvana.
In this way, the clothes are seamless, and I died in vain. Maybe he will hold a huge funeral for me..." Meng Hao's smile became colder and colder.