Lin Hao nodded, took out the seven-rank lotus platform from the Tongtian gourd and put it on the stone bench, and the seven-rank lotus platform floated directly on the stone table, with a ghostly light, rotating slightly.

And so it was.

"Sure enough, it's the Seven-Rank Lotus Terrace!" Yuhua Zhenren secretly thought that although its effect was not as good as the Nine-Rank Lotus Platform and the Twelve-Rank Lotus Terrace, it was also a treasure that was rare to see for thousands of years.

In the Dead Sea, there are not only seven-rank lotus platforms, but the highest quality is the twelve-rank lotus platform, and the seven-rank ones are just the lowest treasures.

Of course, the Twelve-Rank Lotus Platform is hard to come by, it has not appeared for thousands of years, and it is not so easy to obtain at all.

With a wave of the feathered real person's big hand, the seven-rank lotus platform disappeared, as if in a treasure bag.

Immediately, he said, "I have just come back from the Dead Sea, rest for a few days, freshen up, and then go with me to see the Holy One!"

What the?

Lin Hao's eyes widened!

Holy!

This is the saint in the Taixuanmen, that is, the most powerful person, tens of millions of lives are in the hands of the saint, and as long as he has a word, the entire Taixuanmen will not dare to disobey.

The status of the saint in the Taixuanmen is like the status of Zhuge Duoyun in the Great Xia Dynasty, noble and mysterious.

Although true disciples have the opportunity to meet the Holy Lord, not everyone has this opportunity, for example, the previous Ji Madzhong was able to get the Holy Lord's audience, and many True Disciple disciples did not have the opportunity at all.

Suddenly, Lin Hao was also shocked when he heard the news, and he never expected that the Holy Lord would see him at this time.

Lin Hao came out of the Ethereal Pavilion, his expression was still in shock, and he returned to Taihao Immortal Peak in a daze, obviously not relieving himself.

However, soon, Lin Hao was relieved, the saint is also a human, but his strength is strong, and it is difficult to see each other, so in Lin Hao's heart, he has been deified.

If it was before, maybe Lin Hao would have been speechless in shock, or even ecstatic, but at this time, he didn't feel much.

The sun is shining brightly.

Lin Hao stood on the top of the mountain, wisps of ethereal clouds swept through his body, like a fairy among the gods, and at this moment, a breath that broke through the sky was born.

Thundered.

The entire sky shook, countless red breaths floated in the sky, the space seemed to shake, and the clouds directly shattered.

What's going on?

Lin Hao looked at the sky in shock, this sudden change made him not come back to his senses, the sky was filled with red gas, Lin Hao was only slightly contaminated, and endless battle intent rose in his body.

Not only did Lin Hao find that the entire Great Xia Dynasty had floated this red gas, making everyone look up at the sky, many people didn't know what was going on, but a few people seemed to know, which was very strange.

War!

The earth-shattering roar, like an ancient god and demon, with a terrifying momentum in the huge sound, broke through the clouds and resounded in everyone's ears, even Lin Hao felt the roar in his ears.

Battle, Battle, Battle!

One roar after another from the ancient times, with a desolate and infinite battle intent, instantly swept through any corner of the Great Xia Dynasty.

Many hermit monks with advanced cultivation suddenly raised their heads, an inexplicable look flashed in their eyes, and they sighed slightly.

"It's changed, I don't know how many people will die in this battle?"

This infinite battle intent made Lin Hao's heart sink, this is definitely not accidental, close to the two attacks of the demons, the sky will be surging, and the infinite battle intent is born, it is obviously not so simple.

Immediately, Lin Hao sighed slightly, it was inevitable anymore.

The strong people in the Quartet were shocked, but they were at ease, because this kind of thing was not the first time it happened, the three fairies, demons and demons, every 300 years, would make a comeback, a big war, but for 10,000 years, the demons and demons had never won, but they never gave up, obviously, this battlefield is about to open.

Dayu City, in the palace.

Zhuge Duoyun stood on the roof of the palace, standing with his hands in his hands, the majestic wind blowing, and he couldn't see what he was thinking on his sword-like face.

Zhuge Duoyun raised his head and looked at the blood-red battle words in the sky, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It's finally begun, this time, it must succeed, the Great Xia Dynasty will be immortal and invincible, the dynasty will become the lord of all spirits, and the four sides will bow down!" Zhuge Duoyun laughed out loud with a crazy meaning on his face, and his voice was loud, and it spread throughout the palace in an instant, making many monks who were cultivating in the palace open their eyes in unison.

Everyone had a hint of excitement, and then continued to cultivate.

Three days, three days of time passed in a flash, although time passed, but the war words in the sky did not disappear at all, still floating in the sky, many people were shocked from the beginning, to doubt, until now they don't care.

Many people don't know what this means, and they may be shocked or confused at first, but after a long time, they will not take it to heart and do their own things.

In three days, Lin Hao had already taken care of everything, and the spiritual root obtained from the Dead Sea had been planted in the medicine garden and was slowly growing.

After washing up, Lin Hao left Taihao Immortal Peak and headed towards the Ethereal Pavilion.

Today is the day to meet the saint, and of course Lin Hao will not miss the time.

Whether it is the master of the door, or the emperor, or the saint, it has never appeared in public, the entire Taixuanmen is under the jurisdiction of the ten deacon elders, although many outer disciples know that there are door masters and the emperor and others, but they have never seen them, which makes them feel strange and even deliberately forget, but they are afraid of the deacons and elders.

But these are all low-level disciples, as long as they can become personal disciples, it is impossible not to know the door master, and they are even more in awe of the door master and others, although they have not seen the strength of the other party.

Lin Hao was also very curious, what kind of person is this saint?

Is it male or female, and how old?

Lin Hao didn't know any information, but he knew the title of the saint, Lin Hao shook his head and followed closely behind the feathered real person.

Walking from Tiandu Peak to the back mountain, it was not the route of the forbidden land, and the other one was forked, this section was known when Lin Hao arrived last time, and the guards here were very strict, but he didn't want to, it was actually a holy retreat.

After walking a short distance ahead, at the end of the road, there was actually a cliff, which could not be said to be a cliff, but a steep cliff.

Well?

Lin Hao frowned, but he didn't ask more, kept silent, and followed behind the feathered real person, he didn't believe it, the feathered real person couldn't even find the holy place.

Soon, the feathered real person stayed at the bottom of the cliff, and then, a jade pendant appeared in his hand, and suddenly shot out a thousand zhang of glory, making Lin Hao's eyes involuntarily close, because this light was too dazzling.

Well?

When Lin Hao opened his eyes again, he found that the scene around him had changed dramatically, there were still cliffs and cliffs in front of him, but a place where birds were singing and flowers were fragrant, Lin Hao turned his head suspiciously, there was no road behind him, and he was also in a purple bamboo forest, as if he had come here in an instant.

Dreamland?

Lin Hao frowned, he couldn't figure out whether this was a formation or a strange space.

After all, now that Lin Hao has the Ice Dragon Necklace, it is impossible for many formation illusions to confuse him, but this is what happened.

Yuhua Zhenren glanced at Lin Hao and said admonishingly: "Look at my footwork, don't walk around." ”

Lin Hao was stunned for a moment, and then paid attention, because the expression of the feather real person was a little serious, not like a joke, obviously there are many formations or mechanisms around here, if you rashly break into it, you will definitely die in this purple bamboo forest.

The footwork of the feathered real person is very subtle, and every step carries the meaning of gossip and nine palaces, which makes people dazzled, Lin Hao calmed down, looked at the feathered real person carefully, and did not dare to have a trace of distraction.

Soon, Lin Hao was sweating profusely, obviously his mind was consumed very quickly, even if he was just watching the footwork of the feathered real person, it was really shocking for him to consume his spirit so quickly.

It didn't take long for Lin Hao to finally stop when Lin Hao was about to lose his support, because they had already walked out of the Purple Bamboo Forest.

Cluck!

Cuckoo cuckoo!

Walking out of the purple bamboo forest, this place is like a paradise, countless birds and cranes are flying around, a faint mist rises, Lin Hao took a deep breath, extremely shocked, because this mist is not fog, but spiritual fog, and the degree of spiritual energy is thick to form a fog.

Every little animal is very spiritual, and they are not afraid of Lin Hao and the others at all, but they bounce past Lin Hao.

"Qingxi is unfathomable, and there is only a lonely cloud in the hidden place!"

Next to the stream, there was a stone tablet with such a verse written on it, and there was a sharp and elegant momentum in the font, which almost made Lin Hao fall into it.

Not far away, a small thatched house appeared in Lin Hao's eyes, which surprised him, could this be the holy hermitage?

In his conjecture, the identity of the saint is so noble, and the place where he lives must be golden and splendid, very atmospheric, but he didn't expect it to be so simple.

"Vanity lies in the front, prosperity falls behind, shackles from the people, and the house is hidden!"

Lin Hao was still in shock, and the feather real person directly interrupted Lin Hao and said, "Go in, the Holy Lord is waiting for you in the house." ”

Lin Hao nodded, his face was very solemn, showing a hint of respect slightly, without any transgression, and slowly walked towards the thatched house.

Walking to the thatched house, Lin Hao gently pushed open the door, and suddenly, a suction force came, and Lin Hao stumbled and entered the thatched house directly.

Lin Hao stabilized his body, looked around, his eyes widened, and he gasped.

Where is this thatched house!

It is clearly a different dimension, the surroundings are infinite, Lin Hao doesn't know the distance and width of this space at all, in the dark space, countless stars are printed, released as if standing in the void, there is no ground under his feet, but it is steady.

In the space, the stars bring a glimmer of light, not far from Lin Hao, a person sits cross-legged, with an ethereal breath on his body, as if he is near and far, as if he is in front of him, but it seems to be far away.

Lin Hao couldn't see the appearance of the saint at all, like an immortal in the sky, the folds were shining, he could only vaguely see the saint wearing a white robe, his body was ethereal, and his black hair was three thousand, pouring on his shoulders, shining slightly, it seemed to be close, but it was combed, which made people shocked.

Even if he sat quietly cross-legged, he also gave birth to a cold and outstanding, like a pool of ancient springs, and he could only look up humbly, as if looking up at the bright moon.

Lin Hao shook his head, sobered up from the shock, and said respectfully: "Disciple Lin Hao, meet the saint!"

Lin Hao didn't see him speak, but his voice came out.

"Get up, no need to be polite, the qualifications are good, you can have such a cultivation in just two years, it is commendable, Yuhua has really accepted a good disciple. The voice was ethereal, melodious, faint, as if there was nothing, but it clearly entered Lin Hao's ears.

Hearing this voice, Lin Hao became even more respectful, and said: "Holy Miaozan, the disciple knows what his ability is, and he should not be praised by the Holy Master." ”

"It's not unassuming, it's good, well, I'll give you a meeting gift. ”

As soon as the words fell, Lin Hao saw the saint wave his hand lightly, and an extremely pure energy surged, quickly entering Lin Hao's body, which immediately shocked Lin Hao.

After a long time, Lin Hao opened his eyes, obviously having absorbed all this pure energy, and said with a grateful face: "Thank you, Holy Lord!"

This pure energy makes Lin Hao's body and soul closer, this is not simple, the more advanced the cultivation, the more difficult it is to improve the fit between the soul and the body, only when the yin-yang mirror is the best run-in period.

"In this way, you can retreat!" Immediately, the saint waved his hand and let Lin Hao leave.