"These eyes are so strange, just like the real thing, I saw them blink twice just now. www.biquge.info"Meng Hao's eyes were focused on the eyes of the fisherman, and it felt extremely real, and those eyes were full of vitality and vitality.

He focused all his mind on those eyes, and what he saw at this moment were completely the real eyes of a person, with black eyes, and there seemed to be a deep light hidden in them.

The eyes were circulating, as if there were countless information flowing, time and years, flashing light, Meng Hao was deeply attracted, and his eyes were fixed on everything flowing in those eyes.

"These eyes, like a world, contain so much information, how did you draw this?" Meng Hao thought secretly in his heart, and then concentrated again, staring at the images flashing in his eyes, they seemed to have seen all over time and space, experienced the vicissitudes of life, and contained countless heaven and earth truths.

The fisherman's body emitted a layer of silver-white light, emerging from the picture scroll and enveloping Meng Hao.

"Boom-"

Meng Hao only felt that his eyes suddenly changed suddenly, and his body shook, as if he had entered a certain world in the eyes of the fisherman.

The white expanse in front of him was boundless, and Meng Hao's feet stepped on the white mist, and he did not fall.

"What is this place?" Meng Hao felt a little more nervous in his heart, and looked up and down, the position he was in now was not on the bed in the hotel.

Is this an illusion, or is it real?

Meng Hao was a little confused, but with his eyes and feet, then he was standing in a strange white world at the moment.

It's a place he's never been to, and he's never heard of.

However, Meng Hao could also feel that he was not completely immersed, and when he reached out and touched it, the broken sword that was originally inserted in his back waist disappeared.

"This is a spiritual world?" Meng Hao suddenly realized in his heart, "I was pulled into a certain world in the painting by the fisherman on the scroll?" ”

Although I don't know if this conjecture is correct or not, this is the only way to barely explain Meng Hao's current situation.

It was white in front of him, and he didn't know what it was, Meng Hao hesitated for a moment and walked forward.

Now that the soul has arrived in this world, let's explore it, and maybe find a way out.

There must be a reason why the angler pulled himself in, and it's not a matter of being stupid to wait here.

There seemed to be a strong attraction on the ground, and Meng Hao had to use a lot of force every step he took, making it difficult for him to trek like this, but he was still able to persevere.

Meng Hao was like a lonely painstaking monk, trekking alone, and he didn't know how long it had been, when a golden light suddenly emanated from the sky in front of him, as if the sun was rising rapidly below the horizon.

Meng Hao stopped, looked into the distance, and was surprised to find that those golden lights were emitted by a piece of character.

Those characters were neatly arranged in the sky in front of them, and each word was very huge, as if it was poured out of gold, exuding a golden light, incomparably bright, incomparably solemn.

Meng Hao counted it, there were a total of forty-nine golden characters in the sky, and when he looked at it carefully, the light on each word was like a righteous grand text.

"Could this be some kind of inheritance, the same as the magic inheritance I got?"

Meng Hao's heart moved, sat down cross-legged, concentrated, and carefully looked at the big golden characters in the sky.

His eyes were full of golden light, and the big words began to tremble, and the light was brilliant.

"Saving people through ......"

A name suddenly sounded in Meng Hao's mind, like thunder in the nine heavens, which made Meng Hao's head dizzy.

Immediately, those big golden characters in the sky flew towards Meng Hao quickly, with a strong coercion, making Meng Hao breathless.

The huge golden characters, like mountains, flew over with a bang, and in the light of Meng Hao's eyes, they quickly shrunk, and when they flew in front of Meng Hao's eyes, only a golden light remained, burrowing into Meng Hao's eyes.

"Humanity is slim, ghosts are reckless, go back to ten directions, save people and save me......"

A grand voice echoed in Meng Hao's mind, as if there were countless immortals, mortals, and ghosts, reciting a scripture together.

After the general outline, it is all kinds of methods to save people and ghosts, as if all kinds of similar methods and talismans in ancient and modern times are gathered together, and they are recited and presented in Meng Hao's mind one by one.

Meng Hao's eyes widened, and his heart was full of joy and joy.

Although Meng Hao can't use most of these magic techniques and runes for the time being, as his strength increases, he can choose to learn the magic and runes in the Duren Sutra at will, which is simply a treasure trove.

If the inheritance of the monks obtained from the Qin Dynasty general Meng Xiu is the foundation of the Tao, then this human scripture is definitely a collection of techniques.

The Tao is the foundation, and the art is the application of the Tao.

Only by combining the Tao and the art can the perfect alchemist be achieved.

"Well, just like internal strength and moves, the two complement each other, and the inheritance I got before can be said to be the inner strength of the mind, and there are very few moves, just incidental. And this human scripture has concentrated countless moves, and I can choose at will. Meng Hao thought about it, this Sutra of Saving People was extremely practical for him.

It can be said that the Duren Sutra is a supplement to the inheritance of the scholars, which can allow Meng Hao's combat effectiveness to be rapidly improved.

Durenjing seems to have summed up countless practical experiences, and those magic and talismans are very targeted, which makes Meng Hao have more understanding of the world of Fang Shi.

However, Meng Hao also realized that this human scripture was mainly related to people's magic and talismans, which was very consistent with its name.

"Hehe, Gongsun An and Ning Juncai's magic and talisman seals they have learned are not at the same level at all compared to this human scripture."

Before, Meng Hao was still thinking of finding an opportunity to ask others about some traditional magic techniques and runes, but now it seems that with this human scripture, there is one more grandmaster-level teacher, and the magic and runes in it are completely enough for Meng Hao to learn.

Forty-nine golden characters were imprinted into Meng Hao's mind, and Meng Hao completely remembered the scriptures contained in them.

It's a certain way of inheritance, but who left this picture scroll behind? So what's going on with the angler above? Meng Hao didn't know anything.

"I got the Sutra of Salvation, and I have to go out." Meng Hao stood up, suddenly felt that something was wrong under his feet, soft, and looked down to see that he was standing on the bed in the hotel, and the picture scroll was spread in front of his feet.

Meng Hao was extremely shocked, this painting was so powerful that he unconsciously felt that the world was changing. However, he soon discovered that the fisherman in the painting was gone.

"What's going on?" Meng Hao was extremely surprised, looked down carefully, and saw that the place where the fisherman was originally located had become a blank, as if the side of the small river was originally blank, and he didn't feel that something was missing when he looked closely.

But there was obviously a fisherman there, with a white beard and a gray robe, and now he disappeared, could it be that he was on it, just to pass on the Sutra to himself, and then left?

"Is this a painting, or is it a real world?" Meng Hao was a little confused, "Who is that angler?" ”

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