Chapter 1,453 Sir, Enjoy Your Meal with Peace of Mind!

After the Immortal Tribulation, few people knew how many immortal veins Meng Hao's clone had developed. Meng Hao's clone did not make a big splash, but continued to practice silently in its retreat.

But his heart was inevitably a little uneasy because of Chu Yuyan.

"Han Bei's plan was laid down long ago. His life soul merged with Chu Yuyan's, and the symbiotic state... was such a support." Meng Hao was silent and sighed for a long time.

It took him three days to put down all the thoughts in his heart and go out once. When he returned this time, he was accompanied by the mastiff, and he took the mastiff back into concentration and continued to practice in seclusion.

Time passed, and another ten years passed in the blink of an eye. In these ten years, Meng Hao had hardly left the ninth sect, not even the retreat place.

Such as being isolated from the world, so that outsiders do not know the extent of his cultivation, and because no thunder disaster has come about him in the past ten years, he is slowly forgotten by others, even if he can still be remembered occasionally. Most of them are disdainful.

Even he has no friends and never interacts with others. In this branch of the ninth sect, he cultivates himself and cuts off the outside world. Originally, such a thing would be difficult to happen in any sect, unless he has a special status. , and Meng Hao is just an inner disciple.

But... this is the ninth sect, Meng Hao's sect. With just one word from his deity, a Taoist priest personally announced the order, stating that he valued Fang Mu and asked people not to interfere. Its practice.

This sentence determined that Meng Hao would not be disturbed by anyone in the past ten years, and the only companions would be mastiffs.

Not only is this the case here, Meng Hao's true self has also been in seclusion for the past ten years, immersing himself wholeheartedly in understanding the origin of the Eight Forbidden Souls, and his cultivation is gradually deepening. After twenty years of accumulation, he is now, It was much stronger than the first time I went to Hades.

The trip to the Underworld has never started. The old man's preparations seem to be extremely comprehensive. His idea is that this time he goes in, the goal is not to stop at the second most important (Harmony 2333) land.

In the past ten years, in the eyes of outsiders, Han Bei has successfully broken through the fairyland and become the ancient realm. She is no longer a quasi-saintess, but has become one of the nine saintesses in the Cangmang Sect by virtue of her methods.

Even when the old man in charge was preparing for the underworld, he took some time to give Han Bei a lot of advice. It was obvious that he took great care of and valued Han Bei.

Meng Hao did not pay attention to the specific process.

Until another year passed, Meng Hao's clone walked out of the secluded place and left the Ninth Sect. No one interfered with his departure, and many people even had a vague impression of him.

Beside him, mastiffs followed, one person and one dog, turning into a rainbow in the sky, silently going away, and a few days later, they appeared in an ordinary county town.

This county town is not big, but it is also prosperous. The streets are quite lively, with people coming and going. Amidst the hustle and bustle, Meng Hao walked calmly in the city. He was wearing a blue gown, like a scholar, until he came to a house.

His eyes, with softness, fell on several children playing at the door. One of them, a girl of eleven or twelve years old, was smiling shyly and laughing with her companions.

This glance, like hundreds of years of gazing, brings back memories of the past. It is autumn now, autumn leaves are falling, and the sun is setting, glowing red.

The entire earth was filled with orange light, stretching Meng Hao's shadow very, very long...

The girl seemed to be aware that someone was looking at her. When she raised her head, she saw Meng Hao. She seemed a little scared and quickly averted her eyes. After a while, she felt that Meng Hao was still looking at her. The girl became even more frightened and started talking to several children around her. After muttering a few words, my partner immediately ran back home and never came out.

Meng Hao smiled hoarsely and took a deep breath with reminiscence in his eyes.

"In my last life, I owed you a love... In this life, I will repay you." Meng Hao murmured softly. After adjusting his clothes, he walked towards the house and knocked on the door. After a while, the back door opened and he left. Go in.

There is no need for a complicated process. On this vast star, even mortals are mostly aware of the existence of immortals, and they are full of reverence and yearning.

When Meng Hao proposed to accept the girl named Yan'er as his disciple, and when he showed some of his magic skills in front of the girl's parents, the girl's parents almost didn't hesitate at all. They were all excited and agreed immediately.

A few days later, when Meng Hao left, the girl beside him had a grimace and followed behind with the mastiff.

"Master...you...are you really not a liar?" The girl couldn't help but ask. The answer was that Meng Hao raised his hand and patted her head painfully.

Before she could say anything else, her body was pulled up instantly. There was a strong wind roaring in front of her eyes. When she lowered her head, the earth was majestic and the city shrank. The girl opened her eyes wide and stayed there.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but she saw the endless mountains and the countless lofts undulating in the mountains. Here... was the ninth sect.

"From now on, you are my disciple, Fang Mu, and the only one." Meng Hao's soft voice came to her ears.

Starting from this day, the ninth sect, the branch sect, had an additional girl in Meng Hao's retreat place. With this girl around, the place seemed less peaceful.

The girl had a talent for cultivation, but her greater talent was in alchemy, and Meng Hao also set aside time to teach him the techniques and alchemy methods besides practicing.

This girl's personality is different from Meng Hao's. She likes to stroll around the Ninth Sect and make friends. Gradually, most of the branches of the Ninth Sect know that Fang Mu, who was stunning more than ten years ago, accepted a disciple.

Time passed, and another seven years passed quickly. This was the eighteenth year after Meng Hao experienced the immortal tribulation. This year, his disciple Yan'er was already eighteen years old.

The girl in her twenties was graceful and graceful. As her appearance grew, she became more and more beautiful. She had already stood out from many female disciples. Especially in these seven years, her talent in cultivation and her qualifications in alchemy made her reach the late stage of foundation building, only half a step away from forming a pill.

Her alchemy is even more profound, and even some elders in the branch sect are quite moved by it.

All these things made Yan'er admired and pursued by too many male disciples in the sect, and her personality was like that of a boy. She was not graceful at all on weekdays. Only when facing Meng Hao would she show a girl's coquettish look.

"Master, please let me go... I, I have been waiting for this day for a long time."

"Master, don't worry, it's okay, there are several brothers and sisters in the sect, we will go together."

"Oh, you little old man, will you let me go!" At this moment, Yan'er was still begging Meng Hao at first, but in the end, seeing Meng Hao closing his eyes and meditating and ignoring her, she immediately became anxious.

"How dare you!" Meng Hao opened and closed his eyes, staring at the woman in front of him, and he also had a headache. Over the years, this girl has been respectful to him from the beginning, and slowly became lawless.

Yan'er saw the master staring at her, but she was not afraid. She hurried forward with a smile, rubbed Meng Hao's back, opened her big eyes, and begged again in a sweet voice.

"Master, I heard that not only our branch will go to the market this time, but also the main sect will go, and there are also people from the mainland, the Cangmang Sect, such as the First Sect and the Second Sect. It can be said that people from the nine major sects will go."

"It's very lively... Senior Brother Biyun will also go... I heard that he has entered the top 100 on the Cangmang stage before..." Yan'er's eyes lit up when she mentioned the four words Senior Brother Biyun.

Meng Hao frowned and sighed, knowing that the purpose of this disciple going to the market was not to buy herbs, but like other female disciples in the sect, he was full of longing for those geniuses, such as Biyun, who was one of the prides of the Ninth Sect.

"Go, go." Meng Hao couldn't stand Yan'er's soft and hard nagging, and nodded.

Yan'er was immediately surprised when she heard this, and she came forward to hug Meng Hao, her spirits were high. Seeing her happy look, Meng Hao's eyes softened, and he thought of Chu Yuyan.

He owed Chu Yuyan a love in the past. In this life, his heart was dead. He could not give love, but a master-disciple relationship.

Yan'er left. In the morning of the next day, she was very happy and left the sect with many disciples in this branch sect. They went to the grand market held every few years on the ninth continent (Harmony 2333).

Meng Hao continued to retreat. His cultivation at this moment had reached a critical moment. He could break through at any time and enter the ancient realm. Although he had been stuck in the realm of immortals for a long time, even outsiders ignored him. But no one knew that when Meng Hao entered the immortal realm before, the immortal veins he opened exceeded the original body at that time, reaching a terrifying level unprecedented in history.

It was precisely because of this that his immortal realm was a little slower.

"The ninth prohibition is being gradually completed with the breakthrough of my cultivation, but I always feel that it seems that the perfection I thought at the beginning is now slightly missing..." Meng Hao murmured softly, frowned, closed his eyes, and continued to practice.

Almost when Meng Hao was immersed in cultivation, Yan'er and her brothers and sisters met a group of fellow disciples from the Eighth Sect of the Eighth (Harmony 2333) Lu outside the Ninth Sect.

There were about a dozen people from the Eighth Sect, most of whom were from the Immortal Realm. The young man in the lead was handsome, dressed elegantly, and surrounded by people. However, there was a flash of lust in his eyes from time to time, making him look very frivolous, but obviously his status in the Eighth Sect was extraordinary. In particular, there was a middle-aged cultivator beside him, who seemed to be a protector of the Tao. This person's cultivation was hidden, and he seemed to be in the Immortal Realm, but in fact he was a Taoist strongman.

The young man noticed Yan'er almost at first sight. The moment he saw Yan'er, there was a sense of surprise in his eyes, and there was even a touch of evil light.

"What a nice furnace cauldron..." He smiled slightly. When he spoke, a middle-aged cultivator beside him also laughed. He knew his son's preferences, and with the identity of this young man, he was very important in the entire Eighth Sect, and even in the entire Cangmang Sect, there were few who could compare. However, he was cautious by nature. In the past, he would check the origins of the women that his son liked. If they were some people with status, he would persuade the young man to give up. If he met an ordinary disciple, he would have too many ways to deal with it.

At this moment, he took out a jade slip in his hand, checked it a little, and his expression was quite relaxed.

"The origin is clear, without any background. He entered the sect a few years ago. His master was called Fang Mu. Because he went from mortal to immortal in ten years, he once caused some small sensations. However, even his master had no background. He was just a small figure. He was just a small inner disciple in one of the many branches of the Ninth Sect."

"Young master, you can enjoy it with peace of mind." The middle-aged cultivator smiled disapprovingly.