Volume 6: The Famous Immortal Road in the Nine Mountains Chapter 809: The Ancient Immortal Road!

Time passed, and at night, Meng Hao stared at the shadows that appeared in the temple. Each of these shadows was different. After looking carefully, he found that there were men and women, old and young, and some of them were not even humanoid. , but a strange beast shadow.

As time passed, Meng Hao no longer felt afraid of this place, and he had become accustomed to even those strange scenes. Whenever night came, the black hair spreading from the well mouth outside, Meng Hao found that sitting cross-legged on the black hair, his whole body The coldness is actually very beneficial to the enlightenment of those preaching shadows.

As for the cries that occasionally came from the mouth of the well, Meng Hao listened for a long time, and gradually he heard some charm in the cries...

There was also the swing turned into rattan. Meng Hao also felt that there was something great about it when it was swinging back and forth, as if there was a swing in his mind, constantly floating.

Even underground, Meng Hao was used to the sound of returning home at night. Sometimes when he got interested, he would stamp his feet on the ground, feeling that the sound disturbed his practice.

Meng Hao was used to everything in the temple, especially the old man with bleeding from his seven orifices who would appear every night. Every time Meng Hao had an enlightenment, the old man would stand behind him and look at his heavenly spirit.

As time passed, Meng Hao just let the other party look at him like this.

As for his clothes, Meng Hao tried changing them several times, but found that no matter how brand-new they were, once he was immersed in that realization, they would be broken when he woke up, so he simply stopped changing them.

"This is... a Taoist technique!" During these days, Meng Hao always looked at a shadow, which was sitting cross-legged in meditation, but there were waves spreading out from his body. Meng Hao watched for a long time. Your vision will be blurry. A black roc will appear, exuding a ferocious aura.

This reminded Meng Hao of the strange magical power he displayed during his battle with the leader of the Northland Imperial Clan. He could transform into a ferocious beast, which Meng Hao felt was impressive at the time.

He was constantly enlightened and immersed in it, as if he had returned to the ancient Taoist temple and heard the sound of the avenue. I didn't wake up until dawn and realized a lot.

Over and over again, Meng Hao unknowingly improved too much in his cultivation in this small temple. His question had no specific realm. According to his father, it was the result of the fog knife's blow. For him, this is a big realm. The pinnacle of the spiritual realm.

His next step is to become a true immortal.

And inside the Immortal Ancient Dojo. This strange teaching was the most suitable for Meng Hao. He vaguely understood the Tao method of the big roc's changes, and then went to comprehend the next Tao shadow.

It's a pity that not all Daoying are here,

He can understand them all, but there are many who seem to conflict with him and cannot understand them no matter what.

"This is a one-hit claw technique!" Meng Hao looked at a shadow near the wall. What flashed in his eyes was a man in the blue sky raising his right hand. With one claw, the earth shattered and collapsed.

Meng Hao's mind was shaken, and he kept remembering this imprint in his mind.

"And this... this is... the method of reaching for the stars!" A few days later, Meng Hao looked at another Taoist figure. In his enlightenment, he once again saw in the ancient dojo. When a Taoist raised his right hand, he Grabbing a star in the sky and pinching it hard, the star collapsed and turned into a bright light that condensed in the palm of your hand.

Meng Hao was completely immersed in the temple's preaching. He gradually discovered that the light of the bronze oil lamp seemed to be slowly extinguishing. He vaguely understood that when the light was completely extinguished, it represented the creation of the ancient immortal dojo this time. , will end.

Until a few days passed, Meng Hao took a deep breath and woke up from trance. All the Tao shadows here, as long as he could understand them clearly, had already been clearly understood. Unfortunately, they were very complicated. Meng Hao had only scratched the surface of them. , only three formulas.

Claw marks, roc transformation, and star picking method.

But these are all ideas, not Tao.

"There are thousands of Dharma, but the Tao is in the heart. Where is the Tao of this ancient immortal dojo...?" Meng Hao raised his head, looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the broken statue.

Then he stood up, walked to the statue, sat down cross-legged, and looked up.

This statue was mostly broken, with no head and only half of the body left. All you could see was that he was sitting cross-legged in meditation, with his right hand making a seal in front of his body.

He also learned to place this seal, but he couldn't feel anything on this broken statue.

"You've been looking behind me for more than half a month, and my head looks so good?" Meng Hao was a little upset. He looked back at the old man behind him and spoke dissatisfied.

"You are also transformed by the light of this oil lamp. Every time I see you, you walk out of the shadow of this statue. I can't watch you in vain for more than half a month, right?" Meng Hao looked at the old man behind him, but he didn't feel how ferocious he was. On the contrary, I felt a little sluggish.

"Immortal!" The old man suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse, and he only said one word. ,

Meng Hao immediately opened his eyes. This was the first time he heard the old man speak in more than half a month.

"What did you say?"

"Immortal!" the old man spoke again.

"This image is of an immortal."

Meng Hao was stunned.

"Do you want to become an immortal?" The old man suddenly spoke again, staring at Meng Hao with a faint light in his eyes.

"As long as I take another half step, I will be a true immortal." Meng Hao felt that the old man was starting to act weird again. He narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke calmly.

"Immortal, there is no difference between true and false...the road is wrong." The old man shook his head, with a vicissitudes of expression and memories in his eyes.

"The road is wrong... is the inheritance broken... it was too long ago, that war..." The old man murmured, and suddenly burst into laughter, very crazy.

"All dead, the earth is broken, the galaxy is broken..." The old man laughed and laughed, and suddenly cried again, walking around in the temple.

"Broken, I can't suppress the living, I can only suppress the dead..."

"No more, nothing..."

Meng Hao's mind was shocked. He looked at the old man's madness. The figure in the temple seemed to have a vicissitude of sadness, which emanated from the old man. In the well outside, the crying became more and more miserable, and the swing was swinging back and forth, and the blood dripped more and more clearly.

"Senior, what war are you talking about?" Meng Hao asked immediately.

The old man laughed and cried, and the bronze lamp shook violently. The shadows around all trembled. They all stood up. Laughing and crying together, spinning around Meng Hao.

Meng Hao's breathing was rapid, and he was about to continue speaking, but suddenly, with a snap... the bronze lamp went out.

At the moment of extinguishing, everything disappeared.

It was pitch black. Meng Hao was stunned there, and when he looked up, the sun appeared in the distant sky and earth.

On this day, Meng Hao was somewhat at a loss. The words of the old man and everything that happened last night made him feel that there seemed to be a shocking secret entangled in this ancient Taoist temple.

This secret, perhaps... is related to the land of Nantian!

"Why did that grand Taoist temple... disappear?"

"Where are all the figures in the Taoist temple now?"

"Why is this dilapidated temple so ruined today?"

One day passed. At night, the bronze lamp was lit again, and the light was obviously much dimmer. The old man came out again and stood by the door of the temple. He was no longer crying or laughing, but silent.

"Your father is very strong. Even in my era, he was still a strong man."

"He also knows that his path is wrong, but he can't change it. Otherwise, he would be stronger."

"Your foundation is very good, even better than many cultivators of my era. Do you... want to become an immortal? Not a pseudo-immortal or a real immortal, just an immortal... an immortal with all the meridians open!" The old man suddenly turned around and looked at Meng Hao.

"Only when all the meridians are fully opened can one be called an immortal! In the past, there were not many people with all the meridians fully opened. Only those who inherited the great way could barely do it."

Meng Hao was shocked. He had heard from his parents that people with 80 meridians were geniuses, and those with 90 were rare. A hundred meridians... it seemed that there was no such thing in the legend. His eyes flashed and he nodded.

"The law is not spoken lightly, the way is not passed on lightly. Once this place is opened, the wind and clouds of the Ninth Mountain and Sea will move... This bronze oil lamp burns the ancient times and lights up the present life.

This time it has been lit for more than ten days and will soon go out. Use your blood as oil to keep this lamp burning for 49 nights. During this period, it cannot be extinguished, and no one can enter the temple to touch it. Always keep your breath alone."

"Then... When the lamp goes out for 49 nights, it will emit a wisp of ancient immortal aura. If you inhale it into your body, it can turn into an ancient immortal vein!"

"With this vein, if you have the opportunity, you can comprehend the immortal way!" The old man looked at Meng Hao deeply, and when he turned around, he walked into the shadow of the statue and disappeared.

Meng Hao was silent, with a persistent light in his eyes. He lowered his head and looked at the word immortal carved on the ground. An ancient breath rose from his heart and permeated his whole body.

"Fake immortal, true immortal... immortal!" As Meng Hao murmured, the bronze lamp suddenly dimmed and showed signs of going out. Meng Hao immediately stepped forward, cut his wrist with his right hand, and let the blood fall into the oil lamp. Immediately, the lamp made a crackling sound and stopped going out, as if it had more life.

Sitting cross-legged under the bronze lamp, Meng Hao felt that his mind was more ethereal than ever before.

A few days later, outside the Southern Star, a bright light suddenly appeared in the starry sky. A huge formation appeared out of thin air, making the stars pale. As the waves of the starry sea echoed, dozens of figures appeared from the formation.

The three people in front were the three geniuses from the Fang family who had come, and behind them were more than a dozen members of the Fang family, as well as the family protectors who followed them.

The appearance of these people immediately shook the starry sky, but most of them were not in the immortal realm, so they could not stay in the starry sky for a long time and had to be escorted here. Their cultivation was between the asking and the immortal realm, even the three geniuses from the Fang family who came this time were the same.

But there are also some clansmen who have surpassed the spiritual realm. Although they are not geniuses, their cultivation is that of immortals. As soon as they appear, their momentum is amazing.

"We are here. This is the Southern Star!"

"Our Fang family should be the first to arrive. Let's go and get good fortune!" These dozens of people, including their protectors, rushed away and headed straight for the Southern Star.

There are three people in the crowd. They are not close to each other, but any one of them is admired by other clansmen around. The woman among the three is Fang Xiangshan, and the other two are Fang Yunyi, who has no hair, stars in his eyes, and a strong body, and Fang Donghan who bathes in animal blood!

The three people are called the three great geniuses of the Fang family. The reason why they did not reach the fairyland is that their cultivation is suppressed. They try to consolidate their foundation and rush to the true immortal in one fell swoop.

They don't want to be pseudo-immortals!

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Three more! Ask for a monthly ticket! (To be continued...)

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