Lin Hao found that this seemingly crooked and messy font contained a certain pattern.

At first glance, the law is very simple.

But the strange thing is that the seemingly simple pattern turns out to be nowhere to be found in the end.

Lin Hao stood motionless in front of this poem, meditating for several hours, until the sky became clear, and still found nothing.

The red sun is rising, shining on the earth, making the small Woniu Mountain more sober in front of Lin Hao.

Lin Hao woke up from his deep thoughts, only to feel that his body was a little stiff.

Moving hands and feet, Lin Hao began to walk on Woniu Mountain.

Lin Hao was not depressed, but smiled.

Ning Laodao searched for more than a hundred years, but found nothing, if he found it overnight, then this secret technique is not too valuable.

Lin Hao believes that it is not only him, but for more than a hundred years, no, maybe the time is far more than a hundred years, and there are countless people who have come here to find the secret art of the exercises.

And the result, obviously.

Secret Arts, if it is easy to find, is it still called Secret Arts?

With a long exhale, Lin Hao temporarily shook it off, hollowing his mind, and then had no desires.

In this way, after taking a turn in this small Woniu Mountain, Lin Hao was about to go to the Sanqing Sect to verify his guess, but he saw an old man with an old dragon bell and a hunched back coming towards him.

The old man was holding a food box in one hand and a broom in the other.

Lin Hao was stunned for a moment, and then greeted him.

"Old man, I'll help you. ”

Lin Hao stretched out his hand to help the old man, but the old man handed over the food box in his hand.

"Young man, be hungry, this is for you. ”

Lin Hao was dumbfounded, he came to Woniu Mountain to find secret techniques, and there were actually people delivering food, this treatment was too good.

However, this further confirms some of his suspicions.

At the moment, Lin Hao was not polite, took it and thanked him, opened it and ate it.

"In the past few decades, so many people have come to Woniu Mountain, and few have eaten my food. Lin Hao was eating, and the old man sat aside and said happily.

He smiled, revealing a tooth that had long been mutilated.

"Grandpa, how many people have been to this Woniu Mountain?" Lin Hao asked while eating.

"No, a few of them just left yesterday or the day before yesterday. If you stay here longer, you might come across a few. But ah, now everyone who comes is very proud, and if you don't say a word, you are alone, but you have to be careful. ”

Lin Hao nodded, this is not difficult to imagine.

The unification of the Three Qings will definitely make countless people rush to it, and the forces of all parties that are not very far from the Three Qing Sect must have already come.

And those who are far away, I am afraid that only those big forces will know such secrets.

If they come together, it's normal for this to happen.

Wrong!

If there is really a big force that knows about this secret technique, after it is really found, I am afraid that Ning Laodao's intestines will regret it.

Also, Lin Hao still remembered that after he said at the beginning of the Tongshen Realm that he was from the Southern Xinjiang Mansion, no one knew.

If there is really a big force here or knows about this secret technique, it is impossible not to know about the Southern Xinjiang Mansion.

Could it be that Ning Laodao has an unknown background in his hands, and he has the means to hide from those big forces?

As soon as he thought of this possibility, Lin Hao only felt a chill in his heart.

Lin Hao is not stupid, after Ning Laodao brought him here, he guessed a certain possibility.

It took more than a hundred years to spend more than a hundred years for the secret art, and if someone really found the secret art, Ning Lao Dao would never let him leave.

In the final analysis, they were just pawns used by Ning Laodao to find secret techniques.

And this old man, maybe he sent it to watch.

In short, now Lin Hao is highly vigilant against Ning Laodao.

A martial artist who has cultivated in the Yuan Realm can actually become the sect master of the Sanqing Sect, and he has been sitting for more than a hundred years, so that the disciples of the sect dare not disobey, this method is absolutely shocking.

Looking at the father and son of the Chang family, before they saw Ning Lao Dao, they seemed to have some kind of impulse, but as soon as they saw him, they immediately turned into sick cats, you must know that they are all martial artists in the Soul Gathering Realm.

The more Lin Hao thought about it, the more he felt that Ning Laodao was terrible.

"All right, young man, you eat slowly, I'll go sweep the floor. ”

The old man's words made Lin Hao's mind return.

Seeing the old man standing up with a broom trembling slightly, Lin Hao also hurriedly stood up.

Click!

The old man exerted so much force that the broom broke in response, and he threw himself forward.

Lin Hao hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold it.

Then, at this opportunity, Lin Hao quickly visited his cultivation.

During this visit, Lin Hao found that the old man's meridians were all broken, and his cultivation was completely gone.

This time, Lin Hao was confused, why did Ning Laodao send such a person?

"Alas, this broom has been used for decades, and finally it is useless. The young man is good, and he is a little clever. The old man stretched out his skinny hand and patted Lin Hao, raised his head, and opened his dazed old eyes, as if he wanted to see Lin Hao's appearance clearly.

Lin Hao's eyes froze, and the old man made a pun, which seemed to mean something.

Also, he seems to have discovered his own cultivation of visiting him.

Lin Hao was very sure that this old man was definitely not clumsy, he had really lost his cultivation.

It's weird that a person who has lost his cultivation can find out about his visitation.

Be careful!

In his heart, Lin Hao secretly admonished himself.

"Grandpa, go back and rest, where you want to sweep, I'll sweep it for you." After knowing that this old man had not cultivated, Lin Hao's mentality also changed. Picking up the broken broom, he said with a smile.

Although this old man is very likely to be sent by Ning Lao Dao, Lin Hao still can't help but let such an old man clean up.

"Well, you better ponder the poem. The old man shook his head.

The words are almost clear, the fruit is the problem of the poem, and this old man is really sent by Nan Ning Lao Dao.

However, Lin Hao still smiled, "Don't worry." You deliver my food, I clean it for you, it's fair trade. ”

The old man didn't speak, raised his head again, and then said, "Okay, you help me clean up the fallen leaves on Woniu Mountain, and I'll cook for you." ”

Lin Hao didn't ask why he was cleaning Woniu Mountain, but nodded and smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"By the way, I live down there, and remember to bring the broom down when you're done cleaning. The old man pointed in one direction and said to Lin Hao.

Lin Hao found out that there was a trail in the direction of Woniu Mountain with his back to him.

Watching the old man leave, Lin Hao took materials on the spot, changed the broom again, and then picked up the broom and walked to Woniu Mountain.

Woniu Mountain is just a small hill, of course, there are no towering trees on it, only a few low small trees, and trampled weeds.

There was nothing to clean up, but there was a tall plane tree next to Woniu Mountain, and the leaves were falling.

At this time, the red sun shone on Woniu Mountain, and it seemed that the crouching cow was dressed in a golden battle suit.

Lin Hao was cleaning while thinking about the rules of those words, his hands did not stop, and his brain did not stop.

"Hey, are you deaf or dumb?" Suddenly, Lin Hao heard a voice.

Looking up, Lin Hao found that he didn't know when there was an extra person in front of him.

It was a teenager who came, dressed in cloth, but with a strong momentum.

Lin Hao found that this young man's cultivation was definitely not weaker than him.

However, Lin Hao was not afraid, and asked indifferently, "Is there something?"

"My son wants to understand the secret arts, get down!" the young man said, arrogant.

Lin Hao was not angry.

Not only was he not angry, but he also smiled slightly, and said kindly: "If you want to comprehend the secret arts, I suggest that you there, there is a poem there, maybe you will have a harvest." ”

The only thing that is doubtful in this Woniu Mountain is that poem, if he can find it, it won't do Lin Hao a big favor.

The young man's eyes lit up, and he couldn't care about Lin Hao anymore, so he hurriedly walked over, and then, like Lin Hao, stared at the poem and stood still.

Lin Hao continued to clean up Woniu Mountain.

This cleaning is hours.

And the boy was like a sculpture, never moved.

Just when Lin Hao was almost cleaning Woniu Mountain, Lin Hao, who was far away, saw a young man coming towards Woniu Mountain.

This young man was dressed in a gorgeous costume with a wicked smile on his face, and when he saw Lin Hao, he asked directly: "Sweeper, ...... this snail mountain secret technique?"

Lin Hao pointed to the young man in cloth before.

At this point, the boy had his back to them, and only one head could be seen.

The figure of the young man in Chinese clothes flashed, and Lin Hao saw that he had already reached the side of the young man in cloth.

Then, Lin Hao saw that the young man in Chinese clothes fanned the young man in cloth out without mercy.

There is no need to guess, a big war is inevitable.

Lin Hao couldn't help but be glad that he had found a cleaning errand.

They fight on the side, and they can take advantage of the fisherman's profits.

Throwing the broom, Lin Hao was like a wisp of green smoke and went up to the tall plane tree.

Below, the two really fought together.

Lin Hao's eyes were bright, staring at them for a moment.

Under the operation of the imperial technique, the martial arts of the two could not escape Lin Hao's eyes at all.

And when Lin Hao learned their martial arts, the two had not yet decided the winner.

Lin Hao is excited, it feels so cool to sit and reap the benefits of a fisherman.

"Stop!" Lin Hao was looking at it vigorously, when he suddenly heard the young man in the fancy clothes below call a stop.

The cloth-clothed boy had no intention of stopping.

"I'm Liu Feng from the Imperial Sacred Academy, and if I'm not mistaken, you're also from the Imperial Sacred Academy. Liu Feng, a young man in Chinese costumes, spoke while dodging.

The cloth-clothed young man still kept attacking, and replied coldly: "So what?"

"You and I come from the same holy courtyard, and we have the same purpose, let's first understand the secret arts. "That willow wind said.

When the cloth-clothed boy heard this, he stopped making a move, obviously agreeing with Liu Feng's words.

He pointed to the verse and said, "Look at this poem first." ”

Liu Feng looked over, and his heart was also attracted.

An hour later, the cloth-clothed boy woke him up and asked, "What's the catch?"

Liu Feng came back to his senses, hesitated for a moment and said, "I saw a remnant map, which seemed to have a route for luck, but it couldn't be connected. ”

"What I saw was a man doing martial arts, but he was doing the same trick over and over again. The cloth-clothed young man didn't wait for Liu Feng to ask, and told what he saw.

On the plane tree, Lin Hao was puzzled.

Why is it that what they see is different from what they see, is it possible that everyone sees and feels differently?

It's weird, isn't it?