Chapter 1,222 The Storm Is Coming!

It was also in the Heavenly God Alliance that when countless cultivators were searching for Meng Hao in the starry sky, a figure was approaching in the barrier between the Eighth Mountain and the Ninth Mountain.

With every step, this person would tremble, as if he was under great pressure. It seemed that he had walked for a long time, until this moment, he gradually approached the Eighth Mountain from the Ninth Mountain.

"Not far... Unfortunately, with my current body, it is not easy to pass through this barrier..." This figure was a young man with a handsome appearance, especially his eyes, which seemed to contain stars and were full of depth.

He was... Ji Dongyang!!

"Meng Hao... In this Eighth Mountain and Sea, you and I... merge into one!" Ji Dongyang smiled strangely, with an expectant look on his face, and continued to walk forward with difficulty.

At the same time, outside the Heavenly God Alliance, a group of floating meteorites heard a loud roar at this moment, and those meteorites collapsed one by one. In each meteorite, countless bones flew out.

The roar continued, and soon, all the meteorites here collapsed one by one. At this moment, the bones were endless... You can see that among these bones, there is a figure sitting cross-legged in meditation, wearing a black robe, with long hair flying. It is a man. He is thin, but there are terrible fluctuations in his body.

When they spread out in all directions, the bones around them were pulled together in an instant, turning into a huge bone chair, making the man in black sit on the bone chair.

The remaining bones were combined with each other, and finally condensed into nine huge bone giants around this man.

Almost at the moment when these nine bone giants were formed. The man in black suddenly opened and closed his eyes. The power of cultivation in his body burst out, and under the agitation of blood and qi, a mark appeared on his forehead.

He is the eighth mountain sequence, Han Qinglei!

The moment he opened his eyes, the starry sky around him immediately twisted, very quickly. Figures appeared one after another from the void, kneeling in front of Han Qinglei.

Looking around, there were dozens of such figures, and when they all knelt, they transmitted their voices one after another, telling Han Qinglei everything that happened in the Eighth Mountain and Sea during his retreat.

Han Qinglei listened to the voice transmissions of those figures expressionlessly. But soon, his eyes narrowed. He looked at a figure kneeling there.

"You mean Meng Hao?" As soon as Han Qinglei's voice came out, the surrounding starry sky roared immediately, and his eyes were like lightning, aggressive.

The cultivator he was looking at trembled, stopped transmitting his voice, and whispered.

"According to the news from the Heavenly God Alliance, all clues indicate that the person who killed the entire Black Soul Sect was Meng Hao... This judgment is also based on the Rufeng Realm scroll given by the young master before, so the Heavenly God Alliance also wants to invite the young master to come over and verify it."

Han Qinglei was silent. He slowly closed his eyes, and scenes from the Rufeng Realm appeared in his mind, from the first contact with Meng Hao to being killed, and then being saved by Meng Hao in the final battle.

Although not much time has passed, thinking back now, the Rufeng Realm is so dangerous that even as a sequence, they are also frightened.

"This guy actually came to the Eighth Mountain and Sea..." Han Qinglei unconsciously showed a smile on his face. He had no hatred for Meng Hao here, only competition.

"Being hunted down by the cultivators of the Heavenly God Alliance... As a sequence, he can endure it, but I can't!" Han Qinglei's eyes flashed with coldness. Outsiders don't fully understand the pride of the sequence. In Han Qinglei's view, Meng Hao can be defeated and fall, but it must be caused by the actions of the sequences.

As for being hunted by outsiders, he can't accept it.

With a cold snort, Han Qinglei raised his right hand and slapped the white bone chair. Immediately, the chair roared, turned into a white light, and went straight forward.

"Enter the Heavenly God Alliance!" When Han Qinglei's voice came out, the figures hidden in the starry sky, one by one, released their aura, followed closely, and a group of people went straight to the Heavenly God Alliance.

At the same time,

Because the cultivators of the Heavenly God Alliance had failed to find a place in the large-scale search within the Heavenly God Alliance, gradually, the geniuses of various sects in the Heavenly God Alliance also went out to participate in the search.

Among them, the Daozi of the Heavenly God Dao led the search. These Tianjiao, like those in the Ninth Mountain and Sea, were future strongmen cultivated by their respective sects at great cost and resources. Any one of them had combat power beyond their own cultivation.

And in order to prevent these people from dying in the training, even if these people have reached the ancient realm, there are still Dao protectors following them, protecting the Dao, and guarding the Dao realm!

For a moment, the entire Heavenly God Alliance was surging, as if a huge vortex appeared in this Heavenly God Alliance, attracting cultivators from all directions to gather together.

Compared with the change of color in the sky outside, Meng Hao at this moment was enjoying a rare comfort. This kind of comfort had never been experienced even in the East of the Southern Star. Now, he seemed to have really forgotten his identity as a cultivator, and forgot the pursuit and search of the outside world, and immersed himself in the scholar.

In the inn in the county town, Meng Hao was reading books under the oil lamp, smiling from time to time, and shaking his head from time to time, as if he was reading to the point of dancing with joy.

Occasionally, he would stand up, pick up a pen, and write on the side, just like a scholar, as if he had returned to the Daqing Mountain of the past.

"There is still half a month before the imperial examination..." At midnight, Meng Hao blew out the lights, lay on the bed, and looked at the starry sky outside the window. It was very quiet around him, with only faint snoring sounds coming and going in this small county town.

"I didn't pass the exam that year, so I have to give it a try this time." With nostalgia and emotion for the past, Meng Hao sighed lightly, and when he raised his right hand, a sealed incense burner appeared in his hand.

In the incense burner, there was Chu Yuyan's soul, but this soul was not complete, but most of it had dissipated, leaving only a remnant soul...

This remnant soul was not enough to revive Chu Yuyan... Even if she was sent into reincarnation, she would no longer be herself because of the incompleteness of her soul, but would become a part of someone in the future reincarnation.

Meng Hao could not accept such a result.

"There will always be other ways!" Meng Hao closed his eyes, and continued to heal his wounds with his internal cultivation running.

The morning came quickly, and Meng Hao packed his luggage in the inn, leading the little donkey. With the blessing of the waiters in the inn, Meng Hao rode the little donkey, holding the scroll, and left the county. It would take seven days from here to the nearest capital.

Meng Hao was not in a hurry. He rode the donkey and walked on the official road. He rested at night and walked at dawn. Day and night, he looked at the scenery around him, passed by villages, and occasionally walked in the fields. His mind was washed and calmed down unconsciously.

In the sky, the flying rainbows became more and more frequent. In the starry sky, the cultivators who were looking for Meng Hao also gradually became anxious. They had been looking for so long, but they couldn't find any trace.

They could only send more people, and even the power of divine consciousness would occasionally sweep over this Luohe Star. However, the Heavenly God Alliance was too large, and it was not easy to find someone in it.

The blockade time has slowly reached a critical point, and there has even been a backlash within the Heavenly God Alliance, who believe that it is inappropriate to blockade the alliance for so long to find one person.

The Black Soul Patriarch was unwilling to give up, and he gritted his teeth and went to the Heavenly God Road. When he left, the old man from the Heavenly God Road who issued the order to arrest Meng Hao sat cross-legged in meditation, and his spiritual consciousness spread out. It turned out that he wanted to use his own spiritual consciousness and the power of the Heavenly God Road to sweep across the entire Heavenly God Alliance to find Meng Hao.

But for him, the Heavenly God Alliance was also too big, and this kind of search would take time and cost a lot. If it weren't for the fact that the Heavenly Soul Patriarch paid a sufficient price, he would not help.

As time passed, Meng Hao's journey was calm for cultivators, but it was full of dangers for mortals. He encountered robbers.

They were a group of robbers who had just robbed a caravan. When they were burning, killing, raping and looting, Meng Hao happened to pass by. He looked at the robbers, and the robbers also looked at him, and then laughed.

"What a delicate scholar, he's mine!" A big man laughed, and walked towards Meng Hao with a grim smile, and there was a lustful light in his eyes.

Meng Hao frowned, he found that the people of the Eighth Mountain and Sea had such a strange hobby. Seeing the big man approaching, Meng Hao sighed lightly, looked up at the sky, and snorted coldly when he lowered his head.

This cold snort, which outsiders could not hear, fell into the ears of these robbers, like thunder, in an instant, everyone spurted blood and fell down in a daze.

There was no death, just coma, Meng Hao did not use any magic, this cold snort was completely made of physical strength with sound, then Meng Hao got off the donkey, picked up a knife on the ground, and walked past these unconscious robbers one by one, one knife for each person.

Then he rode the donkey slowly, and walked towards the distance in the donkey's impatience. A few days later, a huge city appeared in front of him.

This is the imperial capital of the empire.

The imperial examination that Meng Hao is looking forward to will also start here in a few days.

A few days passed quickly. On this day, the imperial examination began. The whole capital was extremely lively. Students from all directions gathered here and entered the examination room one by one.

Meng Hao was among them. He left his donkey in the inn. He tidied his clothes, coughed dryly, and looked solemn. He followed the examinees one by one. Under the sharp eyes of an adult in the court, he checked whether there were any cheating items hidden, and then walked into the house.

He was the only one in the house. There was a table with pens and ink on it, and there were unopened exam questions. Meng Hao washed his hands in a wooden basin beside him, took a deep breath, and when a bell rang, he sat on a chair, opened the exam questions, and when he looked at it, a smile appeared on his face——

Another recommendation ticket~~(To be continued...)I1292

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