This night, Meng Yang was drunk.

Fu Tianzhuo, who doesn't like to drink, is also drunk.

Except for the minor Lin Zitong, almost all of them have wine red cheeks.

The blurry eyes looked at the blurred sky, and the thoughts drifted into the distance with the blur.

Everyone knew in their hearts that this might be the last time everyone would get together.

Tomorrow, the worldly people are visiting their relatives and still celebrating the New Year.

And they have to enter into a boring and high-intensity cultivation.

The next goodbye, it's not the moon, it's in the place where the old soil is buried.

I cherish it, cherish this seemingly long but short year.

There were even some male disciples who confessed to female disciples with the strength of wine, which caused a burst of jubilation.

If the cultivation is low, and those who dare not speak on weekdays also consult the senior brother who is strong in cultivation.

Fu Tianzhuo, with the help of dog guts bragging about bulls, looking the most invincible Lao Tzu in the world, and the people who watched wanted to smoke him.

Lin Zitong pinched the corner of his skirt with one hand and held his fleshy chin with the other, looking at the bright night sky.

I don't know what she's thinking, the corners of her mouth are hooked from time to time, and her big eyes reveal a little girl's fantasy.

The sullen Gao Yubo didn't say a word except for drinking or drinking.

And Li Ming, who had a lewd smile, stared at Xiao Rou with thief eyebrows and mouse eyes, and talked about yellow jokes.

Amused the little girl, her face was soft and shy, she dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, so she had to sit next to Fu Tianzhuo.

With a threatening look in his eyes, he pointed to the life-killing sword hanging from Fu Tianzhuo's waist.

Tomorrow is the time to enter the Forbidden Pool, and many people hope that this will come sooner.

But the monk naturally has the responsibility of the monk, and the great man is for the country and the people.

And the monks of the Qianyuan Sect are even more shouldered with the heavy responsibility of defending the country and resisting foreign demons.

The warrior becomes a monk, the monk becomes a disciple, and the disciple becomes an old man.

Just like the spring flowers, the four seasons of autumn and winter are changing.

In October of this year, a new group of disciples with the belief of protecting the family will also come to the Qianyuan Sect.

At this time, at this time, this place, people are still laughing together, drinking and dreaming.

I'm afraid half of them will die in the old burial ground, in the hell where the books are recorded.

Meng Yang was not a sentimental person, but the scene in front of him really made him think deeply.

The cruelty of the ancient burial place of the old soil, even the Red Sect Ancestor Zhongge was so afraid that his face changed greatly.

Meng Yang didn't think that he could always have smooth sailing and good luck.

"It's useless to think about this, and it looks like your widowed mother-in-law. ”

"It's time to come or come back, you can't stop it. ”

"You shouldn't come, no matter how much you think about it, it's self-sorrow. ”

Listening to Rao Tianhuang's voice from the scabbard, Meng Yang was silent and did not speak.

Fingers swirl around the rim of the glass and take the last sip of the wine.

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"Every year, after the competition for the top is over, the top 100 disciples of the head family will be qualified to cultivate in the forbidden pool. ”

"You see, that giant gate over there is the teleportation array that we are going to enter the ancient burial land. ”

An old man with a mole between his forehead and eyebrows, and only three fingers in his right hand, pointed to the end of his gaze and said.

On the third day, Meng Yang, Fu Tianzhuo and other hundred disciples came to the mouth of the forbidden pool behind the peak of Zhongshen Peak.

Following the direction of the old man's finger, they saw that at the end, there was a spiritual smoke surrounding, like a giant white jade gate leading to the fairy world.

At the four corners of this white jade giant gate, there are four giant sculptures up to 100 meters high.

The sculpture has three heads and six arms, holding a shield in one hand and grabbing in the other, with a strong momentum and a aggressive look at the sky.

The lifelike face is murderous, and the broad chest is even more repulsive and invincible.

It is as if on the other side of the sky, there are thousands of troops and horses who are enemies, waiting for them to kill in all directions.

Seeing that the disciple was shocked by the teleportation array, the old man with a mole on his forehead said with a layer of sadness in his eyebrows.

"During the cultivation of the forbidden pool, strive to break through the palace martial arts, because after the forbidden pool is over, you will immediately go to the place where the ancient burial old soil is over. ”

"The old man told you from the experience of the people who came before that the extraterritorial demons in the ancient burial land of the old land, although there are no models, are very cunning and dangerous, you must not believe any of their words, the remaining three fingers of the old man's right hand are caused by arrogance. ”

Speaking of this, the old man didn't know what to think, sighed gloomily, and diverted the topic to talk about the matters that need attention.

"There are many small holes in the forbidden pool, so you can find a suitable place to cultivate by yourself. ”

"Due to the influence of the natural formation, the water spiritual power in the pool is very violent, and it is necessary to prepare a blood clotting pill. ”

"Each disciple of the Qianyuan Sect can only soak for two months, and if you soak it, it won't have much effect. ”

"So in the past two months, I also ask all the disciples to work hard to cultivate, and two months later, the old man is opening the gate of the forbidden pool to welcome the disciples out of the customs!" his eyes swept the disciples who nodded one after another, and the old man no longer delayed, and walked to the forbidden pool cave with his waist bent.

The rough hands full of calloused skin are waiting to press the door of the cave, the monkey head sculpture, and the door of the stone cave will buzz open with a roar.

"Disciple Meng Yang. The old man who turned around swept everyone again, and then his deep gaze fell on Meng Yang.

Meng Yang didn't say a word, walked out of the crowd, and said respectfully: "Disciple Meng Yang is here." ”

"Well, as the first disciple of the leader, the forbidden pool assigned you to help everyone arrange. ”

"Meng Yang understands that he will live up to the elder's order!"

"Alright, you guys go. ”

Then the crowd bowed respectfully again.

Immediately, he walked to the forbidden cave leading to the underground.

Entering the cave, Meng Yang first felt an extremely cold temperature.

The strange thing is that this cold does not stimulate the flesh and bones, it is very soft.

It is as if it is a pair of ice hands, caressing the muscles of each joint of the body.

After walking down the stone staircase for about 300 meters, an extremely large circular space appeared in front of everyone.

Listening to the sound of gurgling water in his ears, Meng Yang's footsteps, which everyone followed, walked to the center of this space.

As soon as I looked around, I saw many passages that led in other directions.

Meng Yang first asked everyone to wait for a while, and then walked towards the nearest passage by himself.

Under the spiritual power in his eyes, he clearly saw that there were many stone gates on both sides of these passages.

In the middle of the stone gate is also depicted this slightly raised monkey head, the same as the monkey head used by the elder to open the gate of the forbidden pool.

It seems that the forbidden pool room that the old man with a mole on his forehead said is here.

As soon as the words fell, Meng Yang reached out and patted the monkey's head.

When the spiritual power dissipated, the heavy stone gate slowly opened in front of Meng Yang's eyes with a dull roar.

Sure enough, when he stretched out his head to look, Meng Yang saw that the layout in this stone gate was the same as the practice room of the Yanwu Palace.

Walking into the stone cave, standing on the platform made of square iron chains, you can also see the cold spring flowing under the chain platform.

An aura that was four or five times purer than outside the forbidden pool, with the sound of the water, wanted to rise.

Meng Yang, a person who was born with poor talent and was extremely slow to exhale spiritual energy, could feel an impulse from the dantian devouring.

Not to mention, the pride of heaven who stood outside the cave and waited.

Nodding, Meng Yang did not hesitate, and after leaving the stone gate, he walked out of the passage.

"This is here, on the left and right sides of the passage are the stone doors of the forbidden pool practice room, and if you use your spiritual power to shoot the monkey's head on the door, the stone door can be opened. There are about fifteen forbidden pool practice rooms in one passage, and there are twenty passages here, which are enough for us to use. ”

Everyone hugged their fists towards Meng Yang, nodded, and no longer hesitated, choosing their own cultivation rooms.

Staring at Bai Ziyu who was leaving, Fu Tianzhuo came to Meng Yang and said, "Let's go over there." ”

"You listen to me, don't waste your aura on condensing the martial soul, you are also the leader of the Qianyuan Sect now, and it would be a shame to say it in the early stage of the martial arts. This time, including me, there are at least thirty people who can break through the palace martial arts, so you have to work harder. ”

Following Fu Tianzhuo to the passage he pointed, Meng Yang shook his head helplessly.

He really wanted to say, it's not that I don't want to cultivate, it's that my talent is too poor to cultivate at all.

However, seeing Fu Tianzhuo's eyes that hated iron and steel, Meng Yang nodded bitterly.

"Then I'll be cultivating here, let's face each other, if you're bored, come and chat with me. ”

"The combination of work and rest, even if you sit for two months, you will have back pain, and you will be raptured to run the dantian and breathe out the aura. ”

After speaking, Meng Yang couldn't speak, raised his eyebrows ambiguously, and walked into the practice room.

Meng Yang, who was a little speechless, didn't bother to talk nonsense about Fu Tianzhuo, turned around and opened the stone door, and walked into the stone cave.

After the stone door was closed, Meng Yang sat cross-legged on the chain platform and put the scabbard on his waist in front of his knees.

Under the diffusion of the spirit stone, his heart said: "You really can't use the spiritual energy to cultivate?

"No, you use the dead qi in Gao Yubo's body to cultivate, and now you can only break through the palace martial arts by using the dead qi to completely condense your first Xuandan, but don't worry, just like I said, there is nothing else in the ancient burial land, there is more dead qi, enough for you to break through the palace martial arts in a very short period of time, now, let's wait for the end of the forbidden pool cultivation." ”

Meng Yangsong pulled his face and sighed, his eyes flickered, and he asked another sentence that made Rao Tianhuang's heart tremble.

"I'm curious, after the last Red Sect battle, you absorbed a lot of my spirit stones halfway, so now your spirit body should be very strong. Don't tell me that you used all the spirit stones you absorbed to me, in that case, I don't believe it. ”

Rao Tianhuang smiled, did not hide it, and said softly: "Sucking is absorbing some, but not much." ”

"If you exert your full strength, what realm of strength can you exert?"

"This, it should be the late stage of Gongwu!"

"Is it the late stage of Gongwu..."Hearing this, Meng Yang groaned.

Rao Tianhuang, who was a little apprehensive, was about to ask what Meng Yang meant, so he might as well say it directly.

Meng Yang's eyelids were slightly raised, and he said another sentence that made Rao Tianhuang's heart uneasy.

"Although the forbidden pool is good, it's a pity that you can't cultivate, so it's better to give it to you, and strive to break through the martial arts in two months. ”

"The Ancient Burial Land may still need your help. ”

"You kid has changed sex, so believe me?" Fu Tianzhuo heard this, his face was full of disbelief.

"Believe it or not, I'll hang my scabbard on this wire right now. ”

After saying that, Meng Yang tied the scabbard to the iron chain beside him, hesitated for a moment, and reminded him again.

"You'd better get the force right, don't suck too much and affect other people. ”

"Otherwise, I will be beating your spiritual body back to its original state. ”

Fu Tianzhuo yelled and promised again and again: "Don't worry, I know it in my heart." ”

After thinking about it, Fu Tianzhuo couldn't help but be curious and continued: "Then you can't cultivate, should you really sleep here for two months?"

"How is it possible, since the spiritual power can't be absorbed, I can't cultivate the martial arts. ”

"Two months later, it will be the day when I will win the palm of my heart and the five-step Tan leg level 7 mastery. ”