Chapter 1,448 This Year...

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There are very few people in the Cangmang Sect who are qualified to know about the underworld. Although everyone went there this time, they suffered heavy losses. Not only did the Eight Sources die several people, but even the Sixth and Eighth Supremes died. Please search (Pin&Book￥.com) to see the most complete list! The fastest updated novel⊥,

For the Cangmang Sect, the loss is huge, but for individuals, the gains this time are equally huge!

Whether it was the Eight Origins, the Nine Origins Supreme, or several people at the peak of the Nine Origins, they all saw their own directions on the transcendental altar. Even though the direction was a bit vague, it was like the dust and fog in front of them had been pushed away a little, but They believe that as long as there are a few more opportunities for enlightenment, then... detachment will change from impossible to... possible.

As for the Eight Origins, the benefits they gained from this altar of transcendence, although not as good as the Nine Origins Supreme, were still great. Many of them even felt that the ninth origin of their own enlightenment had undergone rapid changes.

It can be said that although the Cangmang Sect suffered a lot of losses, everyone immediately chose to retreat after returning, and they are all feeling their own gains.

Meng Hao was also in seclusion here. In his main hall, his expression had calmed down. Thinking back to everything he had done in the Hades Palace, Meng Hao's eyes slowly showed a hint of coldness and unwillingness.

He was unwilling to accept his ninth prohibition and was unable to condense it.

"Luo Tian is afraid of immortals. His power is the same as my demon power. This matter... is weird." Meng Hao was silent, his eyes flashed, and he sneered.

"So with my body, I cannot condense the Ninth Forbidden City. As long as I condense it, it will definitely fail... Because this Ninth Forbidden City can change my body, make the immortal roots reappear, and allow me to embark on the path of immortality again."

"Immortal or not. I don't care. What I care about is making myself strong. Whether it's immortal or demon, as long as you can have the ninth source, as long as you can extinguish the bronze lamp and step into transcendence!" Meng Hao's eyes revealed. Thinking Light, since he cannot condense the Ninth Taboo in his body, then he has to find other ways to let himself possess the Ninth Taboo!

"I didn't expect that using the Sealing Heaven Technique to complete the Ninth Taboo would actually lead to the transformation of an immortal... If I change to a Ninth Taboo, maybe I can condense it..." Meng Hao frowned.

"However, I'm a little unwilling to do so." Meng Hao sighed. As he pondered, his eyes suddenly flashed, and at this moment, a strange idea came to his mind.

"Huh?" Meng Hao's eyes flashed faster the more he thought about it, and when he finally saw it, he stood up and walked around the hall. After a moment, his footsteps stopped.

"My body cannot condense the Ninth Taboo, so... if I create a clone without any demonic power, and the connection with me here is reduced to the minimum, then can I use this clone to condense the Ninth Taboo!! "

"The demon cannot condense the ninth taboo,

Then the immortal... should be able to condense this heavenly ban! "

"In this way, once the clone is successful, after the fusion of the original body and the clone, I will also have...the Ninth Forbidden City!" Meng Hao's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Although it's still a bit difficult, this is a direction!"

"Since the Heaven-Sealing Ban can stimulate the immortal veins, if my clone is a pure immortal body, the possibility of condensing it will increase infinitely." The more Meng Hao thought about it, the more feasible it became.

"This clone's mission... is to complete the Ninth Forbidden City!" Meng Hao's eyes became more determined. In his memory, there were many methods related to clones, including the Tao of the original body and the methods from Shui Dongliu. .

But after thinking about it, these methods of cutting off clones are not perfect. It is difficult to create a clone without leaving any trace of one's own demonic power, and at the same time, it can also perfectly let the ninth taboo that his clone perceives, and finally be able to directly Integrate into the original deity.

"Unless... that clone is also the real me. Even if the original self dies, the clone will not be destroyed. It is independent and can be fused secretly!" As Meng Hao pondered, he suddenly raised his right hand and pressed it between his eyebrows. .

As his mind roared, three Nirvana fruits suddenly appeared between his eyebrows!

These three Nirvana Fruits shone brightly in front of Meng Hao. Meng Hao looked at the Nirvana Fruits and suddenly laughed.

"The seven-year-old calamity... the strangeness in my Fang family's bloodline, Shui Dongliu can use it to turn it into a mountain and sea situation, and I can naturally use it!"

"My clone will be different from everyone else's, because...he is my...fourth life!!" Meng Hao closed his eyes and buried the light in his eyes.

When he was in the East Victory Star, he withered when he was seven years old, unfolded his second life in advance, and a Nirvana Fruit appeared. Then at the age of seven in his second life, he withered again, unfolded his third life, and a second Nirvana Fruit appeared. fruit.

In this third life, accompanied by his parents, he came to Nantianxing and began a turbulent life until today.

But now, he is going to forcefully open... his fourth life, not with his true form, but with his clone, so that the fourth life and the third life will be together!

In this way, the roots are the same and the branches are different, but they can be perfectly integrated because they are one! Moreover, the emergence of this fourth life has perfectly severed the connection with the third life, which can prevent the demonic power from existing in the clone.

"Use my clone to comprehend the Ninth Forbidden City!" Meng Hao took a deep breath, sat down cross-legged, and when he raised his right hand, he pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and with a roar, used the Nirvana Fruit to condense the body of the fourth life.

However, it takes a certain amount of time to display this magical power. Meng Hao closed his eyes while cross-legged, and gradually separated a ray of vitality from his own nirvana, gathered between his eyebrows, and gradually grew stronger.

This ray of vitality, like a seed, is slowly brewing.

Time passed, and soon a year passed. During this period, the headmaster sent a message to Meng Hao, telling him that in order to prepare for the next trip to the Underworld Palace, it would take a little longer, but the exact time was still uncertain.

Although Meng Hao was in a hurry, he had a clone brewing at the moment, so it was not suitable to set off in a short time.

Another year passed.

Meng Hao's clone was finally brewed, and he also opened his fourth life and integrated all the preparations for this clone.

At this moment, in his retreat, in front of him, there was a vague figure floating, whose face could not be seen clearly, and even the breath seemed different from Meng Hao's. But only Meng Hao could feel. There was a connection between himself and the figure in front of him that was difficult to cut off.

"After two years of refining, I finally became the fourth-generation clone. The roots are the same, but the branches are different. There is no demonic power in the clone... Before the age of seven, I let this fourth life sink into the mortal world and experience life... Seven years later. The memory of the fourth-generation clone will awaken. At that time, I will be him and he will be me, but the connection is only the same root. It is difficult for outsiders to find clues. At that time, it is the moment when the clone practices the ninth taboo!

This matter cannot be rushed. This ninth taboo will also be the most critical step for me to enter transcendence!" Meng Hao opened his eyes and stared at the vague figure in front of him. After a moment of silence, he raised his right hand and waved it. Immediately, the vague figure turned into a ray of light and flew out in an instant. Along with this light, there was also a red light. A closer look showed that it was the mastiff that had shrunk a lot.

The light flew out and left the half star in an instant, left the inner starry sky, and disappeared in a flash on the vast star, on the ninth continent belonging to Meng Hao.

He did not hide this scene, nor did he bother to hide it. Only a few people at the peak of the Nine Sources could discover it. They just took a look and scanned it carefully before ignoring it.

To them, Meng Hao was a madman. Everyone kept a distance from madmen, especially this madman, who was invincible in the Hades Palace. No one wanted to provoke him.

The young man in the golden robe thought so, and so did Sha Jiudong. As for the mysterious White Mist Fairy, this woman was always calm and indifferent, and she would not be interested in this matter at all.

Under the half-star ground, on the tortoise shell in the sea of ​​fire, the old master's eyes showed a deep light, as if he was deducing, and after a while, he lowered his head slightly.

"What kind of magical power is he performing? I can't see through it at all? This Nineth Master has a lot of secrets."

"But all of this is trivial." The old master smiled slightly and closed his eyes. In the previous trip to the Underworld Palace, Meng Hao's importance has been raised to the peak level, and Meng Hao's combat power has also become a giant. He doesn't want to make the other party unhappy because of curiosity.

This year, the Cangmang Sect is very quiet. Except for the continued expansion of the forces under Meng Hao's command, the entire Cangmang Star is very peaceful and nothing major has happened.

Almost all the strong men are in seclusion.

In the same year, in the Cangmang Starry Sky, there was a white-haired young man wearing a green long gown, accompanied by a gentle woman. He stepped out of the Cangmang, walked into the Cangmang, and came to not far from the Immortal God Continent. His appearance made the Cangmang roll, as if there were waves of threatening sounds, and there was also a shocking repulsion hidden in it, as if if the white-haired man insisted on staying, then at all costs, the entire Cangmang would be mobilized to isolate him.

The white-haired man stared at the Immortal God Continent, his expression was complicated, and he sighed for a long time. The woman beside him closed her eyes with reluctance.

"I cut off one of its fingers that year, and since then it has been difficult for me to appear in and out of this vast land. This continent carries our memories. Fortunately... it's all over. They are no longer the real them. What's the point of summoning me..." The young man sighed bitterly.

"I cut off its finger, it hates me... hates me to the bone!"

"And the fellow Taoist who is still in hatred... when he transcends, he will understand everything." The white-haired young man was silent, and when he turned around, he and the woman went far away. After leaving the vast land, the rejection in the vast land slowly dissipated and returned to normal.

In the same year, outside the Cangmang Star, a cultivation family that existed since ancient times brought their Tianjiao clan girl who returned from an outing to worship in the Cangmang Sect and was accepted by the headmaster. Even the headmaster rarely appeared once, smiled at the girl who worshipped in the sect, and asked her name.

The woman smiled and replied, "My disciple's name is Han Bei."

Similarly, in this year, on the edge of the ninth continent on Cangmang Star, on a river outside a small mountain village, a middle-aged scholar was sitting by the river reading. When he looked up, he saw a sleeping baby floating in the river.

The baby had a wooden sign with the words Fang Mu written on it. In his hand, he was holding a fruit that looked like gold but not gold, like jade but not jade, as if there was a breath of reincarnation and the way to Nirvana. Especially beside him, there was a puppy, squinting his eyes and licking the baby's face.

The river cleared the way for him, the fish jumped up and danced for him, the sun dared not fall too much on him, and the beasts hid in the mountains and forests and stared at him, not daring to hurt him at all. (To be continued...)