Chapter 1,257 Preaching!

As Meng Hao's words came out, Meng Ru was excited in his heart, nodded immediately, and flew straight into the distance. Meng Hao took a look, raised his right hand and waved it, and the mastiff in his storage bag flew out, roared to the sky, turned into a red light, landed under Meng Ru, and carried Meng Ru to the distance.

With the protection of the mastiff, Meng Ru was safe. Meng Hao's eyes swept across the whole house, looking at those excited clansmen, he took a deep breath, and his eyes showed a sharp light. Time is running out. Since he is rising... he might as well rise arrogantly.

When Meng Ru and the mastiff flew to the central continent of the Meng family to pick up those clansmen who had to obey the other nine veins, the death of the cultivators in the houses of the Xu family in the land where Meng Hao was located alarmed many Xu family strongmen in the Xu family's ancestral house.

As the suppressed anger spread all around, an old and gloomy voice slowly came out from the depths of the Xu family's ancestral house.

"A bloodline that has fallen into disgrace, trying to restore its former power? Execute this thug immediately. If anyone blocks it, kill them directly. Remember those useless people, just ignore them!"

The voice was like thunder, roaring across the heaven and earth, causing the sky to change color and the earth to tremble slightly. Immediately, dozens of long rainbows roared out. Behind these long rainbows, there were hundreds of figures, turning into bright rays of light, flying straight to the place where Meng Hao's grandfather's lineage was.

The Xu family was furious about the behavior of Meng Hao's grandfather's lineage. This time, the thunderous attack was carried away with murderous intent.

At the same time, in the central ancestral house of the Meng family, there was also a roar at this moment. Far away from the middle-aged man whose bones were shattered and turned into mud, there were three old men with gloomy faces and flashing anger in their eyes. Behind them, there were more than a dozen clansmen from the family, each of whom was filled with murderous intent.

"How dare you! Their lineage is extremely rare. They are dispensable, and they have caused such a terrible disaster. This is a rebellion. Come, follow me and put down this rebellion!" One of the three old men spoke coldly, and with a flick of his sleeves, his body flew out in an instant. Behind him, the clansmen flew up one by one. They turned into many long rainbows and flew straight to the continent where Meng Hao's grandfather's lineage was.

For a moment, the wind and clouds surged. The whole Meng family, because of Meng Hao's arrival, was like a pool of stagnant water, and there were rare waves.

Meng Hao sat cross-legged calmly on a large rock in the house, and around him. At this moment, all the clansmen were sitting cross-legged in meditation, and they were excited. They were practicing breathing, and most of them were women. Their cultivation was gradually accumulating in this breathing.

The closest to Meng Hao was a young man. This young man was Meng Han, who was saved by Meng Hao. When he looked at Meng Hao's figure in the house from time to time, he showed admiration and fanaticism.

In fact, it was not just him. All the clansmen in the house were enthusiastic when they looked at Meng Hao. In their minds, he was the hope of the family and the most promising one. His cultivation was far beyond theirs. He was the first in many years... to successfully enter the fairyland.

"To practice, a cultivator needs to go through the four realms of spirit, immortal, ancient, and Tao. Each realm has different powers and is divided into several small realms."

"It seems numerous, but it is like a step by step. The further you go, the more noble and powerful you are!"

"Among them, the spirit realm is divided into Qi refining, foundation building, Dan formation, Yuanying, beheading the spirit, asking the way, and becoming an immortal!"

"Most of you are in the Dan formation stage, and not many are in Yuanying. I didn't see the beheading spirit..." Meng Hao spoke lightly. His voice seemed to be filled with a strange power, echoing in the house, making all the clansmen listen very seriously.

"Brother Meng Chen, Sister Qiao'er is the soul-chopping, and Sister Yun is also the soul-chopping..."

"Sister Hong is the way..." Hearing this, the tribesmen spoke up one after another subconsciously. Meng Hao nodded and continued.

"To form a pill, the key is to form a different heart pill, and use this pill to condense one's own spirit, so as to brew and give birth to a Yuanying... My pill-forming, I took the five elements as the basis, formed a five-element golden pill, and transformed into a five-color Yuanying..."

"...The meaning of soul-chopping is not about spirit, but about chopping..."

"Three swords to chop souls,

The sword is also the way. After three swords and three ways, bow your head and ask your heart. When you look up, take a step and you can ask the way!"

"As for becoming an immortal, it is the simplest. You don't need to become a real immortal. You can copy your ancestors and become a pseudo-immortal, so what!" Meng Hao's voice echoed, telling these tribesmen about his feelings in the spiritual realm.

Everyone listened fascinatedly. Many things that they didn't understand on weekdays suddenly became clear at this moment. Even Meng Hao's explanation was more profound than any story they had heard before.

Especially Meng Hao's voice, which contained some strange power. Gradually, it seemed that seeds appeared in the bodies of these clansmen. These were Dao seeds, not the Luotian Dao Immortals of bloodline, but... Meng Hao's own understanding of cultivation and experience of the spiritual realm formed... spiritual seeds!

Meng Hao's foundation in the spiritual realm was so deep that it was rare in the entire mountain and sea world. It was no exaggeration to say that he was the first person to understand the spiritual realm. Otherwise, without the accumulation of the spiritual realm, how could he have the accumulation of thick and thin methods when he was a true immortal, and bombarded the entire Ninth Mountain and Sea.

Therefore, his narration and his understanding were of great significance to the clansmen in this house, which was beyond description.

In addition, the dense immortal energy around them was beyond the existence of spiritual energy, which made most of these tribesmen slowly immersed in enlightenment.

This scene was seen by Meng Hao's grandmother and the three elders. They stared at all this in a daze, with excitement on their faces. Not only them, but also the two uncles of Meng Hao in the houses on both sides, their faces were a little rosy at this moment. On the one hand, they were excited by the changes of the younger generation outside, and on the other hand, under the immortal energy here, their bodies, which were originally disabled, have now recovered slightly.

The same is true for the three middle-aged women.

The entire tribe of this lineage, at this moment, seems to be... slowly transforming! !

Meng Hao looked at these tribesmen in front of him immersed in enlightenment. He swept his eyes around and finally fell on the young man beside him. This was Meng Han, who was rescued by Meng Hao from the Xu family.

He was also the one Meng Hao saw among these tribesmen. He had the best aptitude. Although his cultivation was also at the Jindan stage, he had reached the level where he could break through at any time.

Meng Hao smiled. He was confident that it would not take many years for his grandfather's lineage to regain its glory. Just as Meng Hao was thinking about this, he suddenly felt a little moved. When he looked up at the distant sky, a cold light appeared in his eyes.

He raised his right hand and waved it. Immediately, a piece of black beans flew out of his storage bag. After flying out, these beans went straight to the outside world. There were bangs on the way. They instantly turned into black little men, opened their mouths wide, revealing sharp teeth, and there was more murderous aura on their bodies.

"Bi..." These black bean little men roared together and flew away in groups.

At this moment, outside this range of thousands of miles, in the sky, hundreds of cultivators were roaring with monstrous murderous aura and murderous intent. The current dozen people, each of whom was in the ancient realm, spread out majestically. Although the strongest among them was only in the middle stage of the ancient realm, this force should not be underestimated. This is already most of the Xu family's foundation.

As for the others, 30% of them are fairyland, and the others... are all spiritual realms. After all, the Xu family is only one of the eight affiliated families of the Meng family. It is impossible for them to be so powerful. Such strength is not weak for many cultivators.

They saw the foggy area of ​​10,000 miles ahead at a glance, and also felt that there was an invisible barrier within this area. This scene made the Xu family cultivator in the middle stage of the ancient realm shrink his eyes, his heart thumped, and he took a breath.

He asked himself that even if it was him, he could not arrange such a barrier, especially the thick fog inside. He saw at a glance that it was...

"Fairy spirit... so much fairy spirit, this... this has become a substantial existence. This area of ​​10,000 miles is like another world, like a fairyland!"

"Such a hand... how is this possible!!" When he was shocked, most of the people behind him could not see any clues, and they were still murderous, as if they were supreme.

"The Meng family here, get out!" There was also a member of the Xu family who had a hot temper. Relying on the strength of the numbers, he shouted loudly. As soon as he spoke, the cultivator in the middle stage of the ancient realm wanted to stop him but it was too late, and his face changed.

At this moment, suddenly, a hoarse and unpleasant voice suddenly came out from the mist.

"Bi..." As the voice came out, a group of black villains came out at a speed as fast as lightning. Each villain exuded a pressure that shocked the cultivator in the middle stage of the ancient realm.

"This is... run away, run away immediately!!" The scalp of the cultivator in the middle stage of the ancient realm was numb instantly. With his experience, although he didn't know these black bean villains, he could feel the horror of the other party, as well as the strong and indescribable life and death crisis from his mind.

He retreated instantly, and as for the clansmen behind him, they were stunned one by one. Before they could react, these black bean villains pounced on him in an instant.

As if disdainful of taking over bodies, they drilled into the bodies of these cultivators in the blink of an eye and devoured them directly. Immediately, a shrill sound suddenly came out from the mouths of these Xu family cultivators, which was miserable and not like human voices.

In an uproar, more than a hundred of these hundreds of cultivators immediately collapsed one by one in this screaming, and their bodies were splattered with blood and flesh. The others were pale and quickly retreated, their heads buzzing, and they fled madly.

But in the blink of an eye, these black little men flew out from the collapsed flesh and blood again, with hideous faces, and rushed forward again. The screams echoed, and after more than a hundred cultivators died miserably, these black bean little men rushed forward again like the Yama who harvested lives.

Those Xu family members who had ancient realm cultivation could not escape either. No matter how they resisted, they all screamed, their bodies withered, and were directly hollowed out from the inside by these black bean little men.

As for the strongest ancient realm mid-stage cultivator, he was pounced on by a group of black bean villains. He roared and used his magical power and magic weapon, but it was useless. Soon, while trembling, the villains drilled into his body one by one, followed by a miserable roar, until... collapsed.

This fight lasted for more than half an incense stick of time. Hundreds of cultivators died. The bloody atmosphere was overwhelming. The group of black bean villains grinned and roared.

"Bet..." Then they all gathered together and turned into a black cloud, returning to the range of thousands of miles and disappearing. (To be continued)

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