Chapter 42: Retreat, Sermon
After saying goodbye to Zhu Yan'er, Wang Hao settled down in a valley thousands of miles away from the Flame Mountain. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Since he can't gain the trust of Feng Zu, there is only one way left for him, waiting for the decisive battle between the Feng clan and the Yanyang Emperor, when the Feng clan will definitely devote all his combat strength, and he can also take the opportunity to go to the Flame Mountain and rescue Yang Chan.
As for the location where Yang Chan was detained, Wang Hao had also inquired many times before going down the mountain, and there were three major areas suitable for detention in the entire Flame Mountain.
The first is the plane tree, after all, it is guarded by the white flame of the pure world, and the people who can go up are not many people in the Feng clan except for Feng Zu Zhu Yan'er.
The second is inside the Flame Mountain, according to Zhu Yan'er, there is actually a space inside the Flame Mountain, but it is generally a place where Feng Zu cultivates, and no one is allowed to approach, even if she has only entered it once or twice.
The last location, in Wang Hao's opinion, is also the most likely location: the place where the Feng clan lived.
There are tens of millions of members of the Feng Clan who have their own nests and houses, and it is not a problem to hide a person in them.
"Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed, and I don't know what the situation is on Brother Yangmei's side!"
Standing in the valley, Wang Hao clenched his fists, then exhaled, and looked towards the east with worried eyes.
Compared to his sneaking into the territory of the Feng Clan, the danger of raising his eyebrows is not a little bit or two.
The Dragon Clan, Qiankun and the Five Elements, these big names are all there, and it is obvious that Qiankun took Yang Kai in order to seek to raise his eyebrows to be effective.
Of course, although Wang Hao was worried, he had no intention of going to the Rakshasa Imperial Capital.
In terms of the degree of danger, whether it is the Six Dao Imperial Capital, the Yanyang Imperial Capital or the Imperial Capital, there is no danger in the Rakshasa Imperial Capital.
That was the east of the Flood Desolation, where the corpses of the Chaos Demon God who had fallen at the beginning were piled up the most, which meant that the number of fierce beasts in the Rakshasa Dynasty was several times, or even more than ten times that of the other three regions.
In such a huge number, it is conceivable that there will always be some lucky ones who can survive the Heavenly Tribulation, which means that even if there is more than one Golden Immortal-level fierce beast in the region.
With Wang Hao's current cultivation, if he rashly went to the Rakshasa Imperial Capital, he would probably fall in the next big battle.
For Wang Hao, who was seeking sainthood and trying to wrestle with Sanqing and others, how could he go back and take such a big risk.
And raising eyebrows is the first saint in the later generations, and it is obviously impossible to fall, but there is only danger and is familiar with Shi Yi, and there is only Yang Kai.
Thinking of Yang Kai, Wang Hao couldn't help but sigh.
There is no such person in the records of later generations, which means that it is likely that in this encirclement and suppression of the four major dynasties, the latter will die.
As for Yang Chan, being imprisoned by the Feng Clan obviously has some purpose, and her situation is not very good.
"Forget it, it's better to increase your strength as soon as possible during this time, and put other things on hold first, and wait for the innate gods and beasts of the flood desolation to completely start the Armageddon."
Sighing, Wang Hao looked at the valley, and then pinched the earth to escape, and the whole person instantly fell to the ground, and dived towards the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Soon, Wang Hao dropped to the level of 30,000 miles.
Reaching such a level, even Wang Hao, as a Qinglian body, felt a sense of oppression, and if he dived further, he would probably put himself in it.
"Here it is!"
After glancing at the dim surroundings, Wang Hao immediately decided to retreat and cultivate here.
30,000 miles underground, even if he makes a big movement, the people on the ground can't feel it, and the underground is so dim, obviously no one will come to disturb him, it can be regarded as the best place for retreat.
Using mana, Wang Hao opened up a space with a radius of thirty zhang underground, and simply made a cultivation ground, and the mana in his body began to surge.
I saw that one after another prohibitions were thrown out of his hands, and the surrounding soil closed and stiffened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon, the entire secret room was consolidated.
After doing all this, Wang Hao breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand to wipe the beads of sweat from his forehead, and muttered: "My forbidden means are still too weak, although I learned a few things from Qiankun at the beginning, I only barely used it. ”
has been with Qiankun for ten years, and the three of them get along day and night, and in order to seek a breakthrough, they will target the other two.
The three of them had the same idea, so after mentioning it, they hit it off, and the three of them each told their own ways, which can be regarded as a lot of benefits.
From Qiankun's body, Wang Hao learned some forbidden applications and simple alchemy techniques.
At that time, Yang Mei was talking about the use of the power of space, and Wang Hao and Qiankun both benefited a lot.
And Wang Hao is talking about the way of creation, which is a kind of life and creation, but it also makes the two of them gain a lot.
But it's a pity that the three of them were separated later, and only Wang Hao and Yang Mei went to the West, and there were only Wang Hao and Yang Mei who talked about it.
Although he has improved in the comprehension of the power of space, it is a pity that in terms of prohibition and refining, Wang Haoke is still a complete newcomer.
Sitting down cross-legged, Wang Hao opened the Qinglian space.
The cyan beam of light shone brightly, and the ginseng fruit tree appeared in front of him.
With the appearance of the fruit tree of life, its poles parted instantly, and the child couldn't help but say excitedly: "Big brother, you finally called me out, do you want to help me transform into a shape?" ”
Hearing this, Wang Hao nodded, and then said: "Mu Sheng, I will preach to you now, and strive to let your cultivation reach the Great Perfection of Heavenly Immortals as soon as possible, so that you will be more sure of the tribulation." ”
Mu Sheng, the spirit of the ginseng fruit tree, is the name given to him by Ling'er, and Mu Sheng is also very happy to accept this, and he has become a good playmate with Ling'er.
After all, both of them have formed a spiritual wisdom but have not transformed into a shape, which can be regarded as sympathy.
The difference is that although Mu Sheng's transformation is troublesome, he also has great hope, while Ling'er's main body, Kongtong Mirror, was refined by Wang Hao, and the difficulty of wanting to transform can be imagined.
In this regard, although Wang Hao didn't say anything in his mouth, he remembered it very clearly in his heart, if it wasn't for himself, Ling'er would have transformed hundreds of years ago.
But she forcibly refined her, but she did not resent herself, but accompanied him for hundreds of years, helped him, and even saved him countless times.
With a flash of white light, Ling'er was summoned by Wang Hao, beckoned to the two, and said, "Okay, I'll start preaching, you two listen carefully." ”
After speaking, Wang Hao began to tell his savings through words, and not only self-realization in the preaching.