Meng Hao's footsteps stopped, and he stood there in a daze, and the qiē in front of him seemed to be illusory, and vaguely, he seemed to see a middle-aged figure, wearing a white robe, sitting cross-legged next to the well.

The walls around the wellhead are no longer incomplete, but complete, and there is a simple house, and the outside of the house is covered with gourd seedlings.

The middle-aged figure seemed to look at the wellhead for eternity, and time seemed to be eternal at this moment.

It was a very simple picture, a very ordinary scene, but Meng Hao's body shook, and the voice in his ears came into his heart and echoed in his soul.

He thought a lot, he thought of a lot of people, he thought of a lot of things.

I don't know when, he has walked to the wellhead, sat down cross-legged, looked at the wellhead in a daze, his expression was full of confusion and struggle, as if he was affected by the vicissitudes of life, and was affected by this mutilated immortal ruin, and was about to lose himself.

And his heart, at the moment, is fighting against this coercion, with the firmness of his will, to maintain the last trace of sobriety in his heart, so as not to let himself be completely immersed and lost.

An hour later, Meng Hao's eyes slowly stopped being confused and regained their clarity.

"What a powerful Dao Shadow!" Meng Hao sweated on his forehead, he took a deep breath, thinking of the previous trance, he was very palpitating, if it weren't for the fact that there was no life and death crisis here, only the zài creation perception, when Meng Hao lost consciousness and struggled, he was already in deep danger.

"With my will, I will have to resist for an hour before I can wake up. Meng Hao looked up at the world, and his eyes showed a strange light.

"Divine consciousness can make people perceive more immortal ruins, and will. It can allow people to resist coercion in the fairy ruins. As for the understanding. It's the last insight, these ...... It is to create zào. ”

Meng Hao was silent for a moment, sitting cross-legged by the well, recalling the previous scene.

"There's always one thing, when you see it, you think of someone. Meng Hao muttered, opened the storage bag, and swept his senses. Suddenly, his whole body was stunned, and then his eyes suddenly showed strangeness.

"Uh......" Meng Hao hesitated for a moment and took out a wad of paper from the storage bag.

"Every time I see this IOU, I think of the shining sun......"

"As for this one, I remembered Ji Xiaoxiao. ”

"And this one, I think of Song Luodan. ”

"This ...... It's Li Ling'er, and this one, it's Sun Hai's, but it's a pity that Fan Dong'er didn't write me an IOU. and that season of yin, I didn't write it. Meng Hao counted the IOUs. Then he smiled bitterly, he felt that he and the middle-aged man in the shadow were not consistent in their perceptions.

The other party is obviously missing his old friend, or friend, or lover, but here he is, but he has changed his taste.

Meng Hao sighed, put away these IOUs, stood up, and after taking another look at this ruin, his body shook and walked into the distance.

"It seems that this place is not suitable for my understanding, otherwise, how could I think of an IOU in this artistic conception that is obviously missing the old man. Meng Hao shook his head and turned into a long rainbow and flew away.

After his divine consciousness dispersed, he searched for other ruins around him, he cultivated to a true immortal, his divine sense was extremely strong, and after sweeping it, he immediately flew to the next ruin.

Here, it used to be a long river.

Now it has long been dry, only a riverbed remains, and when Meng Hao approached, the coercion came again, this time no sound came, but this coercion was stronger, stronger than the wellhead.

Meng Hao sat cross-legged on the edge of the riverbed, and with his strong will, he persevered for about an hour and a half before he slowly recovered, his breathing was short, and his forehead was sweating more.

"There are a total of ninety-nine ruins like this, and there is a nearly complete immortal pavilion, the more you perceive, the more you can create zào magical powers.

Can...... This is only the second one I've encountered, and it's so difficult, I don't know how many others have realized at this moment. Meng Hao frowned, looked at the riverbed, and the picture he saw when he used his will to resist coercion came to his mind.

In that picture, the river rushes into the sky, the waves are surging in the majestic, the river seems to be able to shake the sky, and when it flows away, the ground shakes, and the sky will open a crack, and the river shuttles through.

"Feeling this river, you should be able to create a style of rushing supernatural power, a spell out, the eight directions of the heavenly river, roll a qiē storage zài. Meng Hao muttered, his eyes shining brightly, he felt that this kind of magic power was very powerful, so he knelt down here and silently understood.

It's just that time keeps passing, and after three hours, Meng Hao opened his eyes in annoyance, and he didn't have any clue in his head.

"I looked at this river, although I knew that I could perceive supernatural powers, but I couldn't help but think of the river under the Daqing Mountain, and I still remember that back then, I threw down a gourd.

There's also a note inside. Meng Hao scratched his head, thinking of the words he wrote on that note at the beginning, it was a grand wish he made, and now this grand wish does not seem to have been fully realized, and he couldn't help but sigh again.

"It seems that this is not a suitable place for me to feel. ”

Meng Hao got up and walked towards the place where the next ruin within his divine consciousness was.

And at this moment, in the outside world, everyone in the Ninth Mountain and Sea is paying attention, they look at the pictures in the three ancient roads of Yuanying, Soul Slashing, and Asking, which are blurry, even those ancestors in the Starry Sky Palace, they can't see it clearly.

After all, it is an immortal ruin, and there are many coercions, and this time the test can only be seen in detail by outsiders when the final supernatural power creation zào comes out.

Even so, you can't see the people in the picture, but the cultivators of the Ninth Mountain and Sea can see the number of immortal ruins on the three ancient roads, and all the trialists have their own senses.

"Nowadays, almost all people are immersed in the first immortal ruins they encountered, and I don't know that this time the test, at most, can perceive a few immortal ruins!"

"There is no doubt that the more people who perceive the immortal ruins, the more powerful the magic power of the creation zào will be. ”

"That's right, the mortal elders of the Nine Seas God Realm comprehended the ninety-one immortal ruins back then, and only then did they create the amazing Fanhai Immortals, and nineteen stone tablets descended!"

"The creation of zào supernatural powers has a great relationship with personality, and those with a grand heart are often the same, while those who are narrow-minded are mostly extreme.

Different personalities, different magical powers. In the Starry Sky Palace, the ancestors of the various sects spoke one after another, looking at the pictures in the ancient road, and talking to each other.

"Well, that Fang Mu actually sensed two immortal ruins!" At this moment, the ancestor of the Incense Dao immediately spoke, causing everyone to look at the part of the picture that represented Meng Hao.

There, two points of light suddenly appeared.

And at this moment, on the Yuanying Ancient Road, the little fat man is sitting next to a wooden stake, which is full of vicissitudes, I don't know how long it has been in existence, how high it is, standing on the earth.

On this stake, there is a Ganoderma lucidum!

This round Ganoderma lucidum like a grinding plate, purple and red, faint, and bursts of aroma emanating from this Ganoderma lucidum, the little fat man looked at it, suddenly swallowed saliva, and his eyes slowly lit up.

"This thing is a treasure...... This smell looks like a treasure at first glance. He immediately took out a flying sword from the storage bag and went straight to the Lingzhi, and with a roar, the flying sword trembled, and was shocked and flew out upside down, and the Lingzhi did not move at all.

The little fat man's eyes showed persistence, and he took out a lot of magic weapons, fought all his cultivation, and kept bombarding, but after bombardment for half an hour, the skin of Ganoderma lucidum was not even broken.

"I don't believe it!" The little fat man got up suddenly, gritted his teeth and suddenly flew to the side of Lingzhi, his eyes showed madness, he opened his mouth, and actually bit it.

Under this bite, the little fat man screamed in pain, he felt that Venus was emerging in front of him, his teeth were about to collapse, and tears couldn't stop flowing, which reminded him of the pill that Meng Hao refined when he bit it in Ziyunzong.

"I'm not convinced!" the little fat man roared, his body flew up again, and with all his strength and cultivation, he condensed on his teeth that could be called treasures, and took a bite towards Lingzhi again.

The severe pain struck again, but the little fat man's persistence broke out at this moment.

"There's nothing that your fat man can't bite!" The little fat man had red eyes, and kept biting frantically, this scene was fortunately not seen by others, otherwise, he would definitely be dumbfounded.

If it is a picture, then the little fat man in the picture, like a wolf dog, is constantly biting......

After biting raw for half an hour, in the unremitting efforts of the little fat man, with a click, this hard Ganoderma lucidum was actually bitten off a small piece by him.

The little fat man's eyes were red, he chewed hard in his mouth, swallowed violently, and was about to continue, when suddenly his body shook, his head was a little dizzy, and he fell down with a groggy pop.

After being in a coma for more than an hour, he opened his eyes and looked a little dazed.

"I had a dream, and it seems that I am creating a miracle in my dream......" He thought for a while, his eyes shone brightly, he got up and bit hard again, and after biting off a piece of Ganoderma lucidum again, he passed out again.

Cycle after week, the little fat man didn't know how long it had passed, and the lingzhi had been bitten and swallowed by him.

Also on this Yuanying Ancient Road, Chen Fan stood silently next to a huge mountain rock, holding a pen in his hand, looking dazed, as if immersed in a certain realm, raised his hand, and slowly draw, outlining the figure of a woman.

It was his lover, the mountain spirit.

"I have darkened God, but I will never forget my love. Chen Fan muttered softly.

Wang Youcai is also on the Yuanying Ancient Road, in front of him, is a huge bronze ancient mirror, this mirror gives people a sense of vicissitudes, he sat cross-legged in front of the mirror, staring at himself in the mirror.

His face was sometimes hideous, sometimes blank, sometimes more enlightened, and he had been sitting here for a long time.

"I saw the world, I saw heaven and earth, I saw the future, I saw the past...... But with these eyes of mine, I can see more!" Wang Youcai seemed to be crazy, and his voice was hoarse.

The three people in Daqingshan back then, Meng Hao was smart, Dong Hu was gloomy, and Wang Youcai was paranoid......!