After the immortal tribulation, how many immortal veins Meng Hao's clone opened, few people know about it, and Meng Hao's clone did not make a big splash, but continued to practice silently in his retreat.

It's just that his heart is inevitably a little unsettled, because of Chu Yuyan.

"Han Bei's calculations had been buried as early as that year, and his life soul and Chu Yuyan were fused together and coexisted...... What a cling. Meng Hao was silent and sighed lightly for a long time.

It took him three days to let go of all his thoughts and go out once, and this time when he returned, he was followed by the mastiff, and he re-entered with the mastiff and continued his practice in retreat.

Time passed, and another ten years passed in the blink of an eye, and in these ten years, Meng Hao had barely walked out of this ninth sect, not even out of the retreat place.

If he is isolated from the world, so that outsiders do not know how far his cultivation has reached, and the Tianjiao about him, because in the past ten years, there has been no thunderstorm, and he has been slowly forgotten, even if he can still think of it occasionally, he is mostly disdainful.

Even if he has no friends, he never interacts with people, in this branch of the ninth sect, cultivating himself and cutting off from the outside world, originally such a thing is difficult to happen in any sect, unless it is a special identity, and Meng Hao is just an inner disciple.

Can...... This is the ninth sect, it is Meng Hao's sect, and his deity only needs one sentence to make a Dao Venerable personally pass on the edict, and the words point out the importance of Fang Mu, so that people do not interfere with his practice.

This sentence determined that Meng Hao would not have anyone to disturb and accompany him in the past ten years. Only mastiffs.

It's not just him. Meng Hao's deity. In the same ten years of retreat, immersed in the perception of the origin of the eight forbidden, the cultivation is gradually deepening, with the accumulation of a full twenty years, now he is much stronger than when he went to the Hades Palace for the first time.

And the trip to the Hades Palace has never begun. The preparation of the old man in charge of the sect seemed to be extremely comprehensive, and his idea was that this time he would enter, and the goal would definitely not be to stop at the second continent.

In the past ten years, in the eyes of outsiders, Han Bei has successfully broken through the fairy realm and become an ancient realm, and is no longer a quasi-saint, but by virtue of his means, he has become one of the nine saints in the Vast Sect.

Even the old man was there. Even when I was preparing for the Hades Palace, I took some time. There is a lot of guidance for Han Bei, obviously he takes care of Han Bei very much, and he values it very much.

Meng Hao didn't pay attention to the specific process.

Until another year passed, Meng Hao's doppelganger walked out of the retreat and left the Ninth Sect, and no one interfered with his departure, and even many people's impression of him was blurred.

By his side, the mastiff followed, one person and one dog, turned into a long rainbow in the sky, silently disappeared, and a few days later, appeared in a mundane county town.

This county town is not big, but it is also prosperous, the streets are quite lively, coming and going, bustling, Meng Hao walked calmly in the city, he was wearing a cyan robe, like a scholar, until he came to a house.

His eyes, with a softness, fell on the doorway, on several children who were playing, and one of them, a girl of eleven or twelve, was laughing with her companion with a shy smile.

This glance, like a gaze for hundreds of years, evokes memories of the past, it is autumn at the moment, there are autumn leaves falling, the sun is setting, flushing red, making the whole earth, with orange light, Meng Hao's shadow, pull a long, long ......

The girl seemed to notice that someone was looking at her, and when she looked up, she saw Meng Hao, she seemed to be a little scared, and quickly avoided her eyes, and after a while, she felt that Meng Hao was still looking at herself, and the girl was even more scared, and after muttering a few words with a few friends around her, she immediately ran back to her home and didn't come out.

Meng Hao smiled dumbly, took a deep breath, and had memories in his eyes.

"In my last life, I owe you a favor...... In this life, I will pay you back. Meng Hao muttered softly, and after straightening his clothes, he walked to the house, knocked on the door, and after a while, the back door was opened, and he walked in.

There is no need for too complicated processes, on this vast star, even mortals mostly know the existence of immortals, and they are full of reverence and yearning.

When Meng Hao proposed to accept this girl named Yan'er as a disciple, when he showed some magic in front of the girl's parents, the girl's father and mother almost did not hesitate, they were all excited, and immediately agreed.

A few days later, when Meng Hao left, beside him, the girl followed with a bitter face and the mastiff.

"Master...... You...... Are you really not a liar?" The girl couldn't help but ask, and it was Meng Hao who raised his hand and patted her on the top of her head with some pain.

Before she could say anything more, her body was pulled up in an instant, and there was a fierce wind howling in front of her, and when she looked down, the earth was majestic, the city shrank, and the girl stayed there with her eyes wide open.

I don't know how long it has been, but she has seen the endless mountains, and the countless attics that rise and fall in those mountains, here...... It is the ninth.

"From now on, you are my Fang Mu's disciple, and you are the only one. In her ears, Meng Hao's soft voice came.

From this day on, in the ninth sect, in the sub-sect, Meng Hao's retreat place, there was one more girl, and with this girl here, it seemed that it was not so quiet here.

The girl has a talent for cultivation, but more talent is in alchemy, and Meng Hao here also sets aside time to teach her exercises and alchemy methods in addition to practice.

This girl's personality is different from Meng Hao, she likes to wander around in the Ninth Sect, she likes to meet friends, and gradually, in the Ninth Sect, most of them know that Fang Mu, who was amazing more than ten years ago, accepted a disciple.

Time passed, and soon another seven years passed, this was the eighteenth year after Meng Hao experienced the immortal tribulation, this year, his disciple Yan'er was eighteen years old.

The girl who is in the double nine years of age is slim and elegant, with the growth of her appearance, her appearance is becoming more and more beautiful, and she has already stood out from many female disciples, especially in the past seven years, her talent in cultivation and alchemy qualifications have made her already in the late stage of foundation building, and she is only half a step away from knotting.

And her Dan Dao is even more broad and profound. Even some of the elders in the sect. They were also quite moved by this.

This kind of everything. makes Yan'er here, loved and pursued by too many male disciples in the sect, and her character, like a boy, does not have the slightest grace on weekdays, only when facing Meng Hao, will she show a girl's coquettish look.

"Master, just let me go...... I. I've been waiting for this day for a long, long time. ”

"Master, you can rest assured, it's okay, there are several senior brothers and sisters in the sect, we are going together. ”

"Oh, you little old man, don't you let me go!" At this moment, Yan'er faced Meng Hao, and was still begging at first, but at the end. Seeing that Meng Hao was meditating with his eyes closed and ignoring himself, he immediately became anxious.

"Presumptuous!" Meng Hao's eyes opened and closed. Staring at the woman in front of her, she also had a headache, over the years, this girl was in awe of herself from the beginning, and slowly became lawless.

Yan'er saw Shizun's glare, and she was not afraid, she hurriedly stepped forward in laughter, beat Meng Hao's back, opened her eyes wide, and whispered again in a sweet and greasy voice.

"Master, this time in the Fang Market, I heard that not only the people from our sect will go, but also the general sect, and there is also the mainland, the vast sect such as the first sect, the second sect, it can be said that the people of the nine major sects will go. ”

"Very lively...... Senior Brother Biyun will also go...... I heard that he was on the vast platform before, and he has entered the top 100 ......" Yan'er said the four words Senior Brother Biyun, and her eyes lit up a little.

Meng Hao frowned and sighed, knowing that the purpose of the Fang Market that this disciple was going to was not to buy medicinal herbs, but like other female disciples in the sect, he was full of longing for those who were proud of the heavens, such as this Biyun, who was one of the proud sons in the ninth sect.

"Go, go, go. Meng Hao couldn't survive Yan'er's soft grinding and hard bubbles, and nodded.

As soon as Yan'er heard this, she was immediately surprised, stepped forward and hugged Meng Hao, her face was radiant, looking at her happily, Meng Hao's eyes softened, and he thought of Chu Yuyan.

He owed Chu Yuyan a relationship back then, in this life, his heart is dead, he can't give affection, and he has a master-apprentice relationship.

Yan'er left, and in the early morning of the next day, she was elated, and many disciples in this branch sect left the sect together and went to the grand market held every few years on the ninth continent.

Meng Hao continued to retreat, his cultivation at the moment has reached a critical moment, he can break through at any time and step into the ancient realm, although he has stayed in the realm of immortals for a long time, and even outsiders have ignored him here, but no one knows that when Meng Hao stepped into the immortal realm before, the immortal veins he opened exceeded the original deity back then, reaching an unprecedented level of terror.

It is precisely because of this that his fairyland is a little slower.

"The ninth prohibition, with the breakthrough of my cultivation, is gradually being completed, but I always feel that what I thought was perfect at the beginning, now I look at it, there is a faint lack of ......" Meng Hao muttered softly, frowned, closed his eyes, and continued to practice.

Almost when Meng Hao was immersed in cultivation, outside the Ninth Sect, Yan'er and her senior brothers and sisters met a group of fellow disciples from the Eighth Sect of the Eighth Continent.

There are more than ten people from the eighth sect, most of them are fairyland, among them, the first young man, handsome, richly dressed, surrounded by everyone, but there is a lustful intention flashing in his eyes from time to time, which makes the whole person look frivolous, but obviously the status of the eighth sect is extraordinary. In particular, there is a middle-aged monk beside him, who seems to exist as a protector of the Dao, this person cultivates to hide, seems to be a fairyland, but in fact he is a Dao realm powerhouse.

Almost at first sight, the young man noticed Yan'er, and the moment he saw Yan'er, there was a sense of surprise in his eyes, and there was a touch of evil.

"What a furnace Ding ......" he smiled slightly, when he spoke, a middle-aged monk next to him heard it, and also laughed, he understood the preferences of his son, and with the identity of this young man, the entire eighth sect is very important, and even in the entire vast sect, it is rare to compare, but he has a cautious personality, in the past, he had to check the origin of the woman who was favored by his own son, if it was some people with status, he would persuade the young man to give up, if he met that kind of ordinary disciple, there were too many ways to solve it.

At this moment, he took out a jade slip in his hand, and after a little investigation, his expression was quite relaxed.

"The origin is clear, there is no background, a few years ago into the sect, its master is called Fang Mu, because of ten years from the mortal to the immortal, has caused some small sensations, but even its master, there is no background, just a small person, is a small inner disciple in the ninth sect of many branches. ”

"Childe can enjoy it with peace of mind. The middle-aged monk smiled disapprovingly.

Yesterday, the number of words in the two chapters was a little less, and the number of words in this chapter is a little more today, cough cough, you can enjoy it with peace of mind~~ (to be continued......)