Time passed, at night, Meng Hao looked intently at the shadows that appeared in the temple, each of these shadows was different, after he looked carefully, he found that there were men and women, old and young, and even some were not humanoids, but demonic beast shadows.

After a long time, Meng Hao has long been not afraid of this place, and even those weird scenes, he has become accustomed to it, whenever the night comes, the green silk that spreads from the wellhead outside, Meng Hao found that he was sitting cross-legged on the green silk, and his whole body was cold, which was actually very beneficial to the shadow of the preaching.

As for the crying from time to time at the wellhead, Meng Hao listened to it for a long time, and gradually heard some charm in this cry......

There is also the swing made of rattan, Meng Hao also felt that when he was swinging around, there were some avenues, as if a swing appeared in his mind, constantly drifting.

Even underground, Meng Hao was accustomed to the sound of going home at night, and sometimes when the mood came, he would stomp his feet on the ground, feeling that the sound disturbed his cultivation.

And the qiē in the temple, Meng Hao is even more accustomed to it, especially the old man who bleeds from the seven orifices that appears every night, every time Meng Hao perceives, the old man will stand behind him and look at his heavenly spirit.

After a long time, Meng Hao let the other party look at it like this.

As for his clothes, Meng Hao tried to change them several times, and found that no matter how brand new they were, as long as he was immersed in that feeling, they would be torn when he woke up, so he simply stopped changing them.

"It's ...... One style of Taoism!" "During these days, Meng Hao always looked at a shadow, and the shadow was meditating on his knees, but there were fluctuations on his body. Meng Hao has been watching for a long time. The eyes will be blurry. A black roc will appear, exuding a ferocious aura.

This reminded Meng Hao of the strange magical powers shown by the other party in the battle with the patriarch of the Northern Emperor Clan, which could turn into a fierce beast, which made Meng Hao feel good at that time.

He continued to realize and immerse himself, as if he had returned to the ancient dojo and heard the sound of the Great Dao. I didn't wake up until after dawn, and I felt a lot.

Cycle after cycle, Meng Hao was in this small temple, his cultivation had unconsciously improved too much, and he asked, there is no specific realm, according to his father, this is the result of the fog knife being cut down, for him, this is a big realm. The pinnacle of the spiritual realm.

His next step is to be a true immortal.

And inside the Immortal Gu Dojo. This strange preaching is the most suitable for Meng Hao, the Dao method of Dapeng's change, he faintly realized it, and went to comprehend the next Dao shadow.

It's a pity that not all the Dao shadows here, he can be enlightened, and many of them seem to clash with him, but they can't understand anything.

"This is a one-blow claw technique!" Meng Hao looked at a Dao shadow close to the wall, and what flashed in his eyes was a man in the blue sky who raised his right hand, and with one claw, the earth shattered and collapsed.

Meng Hao's heart was shaken, and he kept this imprint in his mind.

"And this one...... This is...... The method of picking stars!" A few days later, Meng Hao looked at another Dao shadow, and in his understanding, he saw the ancient dojo again, when a Daoist raised his right hand, he grabbed a star in the sky, pinched it fiercely, and the star collapsed, turning into a brilliant light condensed in the palm of his hand.

Meng Hao was completely immersed in the preaching of this temple, and he gradually found that the light of the bronze oil lamp seemed to be slowly showing signs of extinguishing, and he faintly understood that when the lamp was completely extinguished, it represented that the creation of the Immortal Gu Dojo this time would be over.

Until a few more days passed, Meng Hao took a deep breath and woke up from his meditation, all the Dao shadows here, but everything he could enlighten had already been enlightened, but unfortunately it was very complicated, and there were only three forms that really made Meng Hao master the fur.

Claw marks, Dapeng changes, and the star picking method.

But these are all hair, not Tao.

"Fa Ke million, the Tao is in the heart, the Tao of this Immortal Ancient Dojo...... Where is it?" Meng Hao raised his head and looked around, finally his gaze falling on the broken idol.

Then he got up, walked over to the idol, sat down cross-legged, and looked up.

The idol was mostly broken, had no head, and only half of its body remained, and could only be seen meditating cross-legged, with his right hand pinching out a mark in front of him.

He also learned to pose for the seal, but he could not feel anything on the broken idol.

"You've been watching behind me for more than half a month, and my head is so good-looking?" Meng Hao was a little upset, looked back at the figure of the old man behind him, and spoke dissatisfiedly.

"You are also the light of this oil lamp, every time I see you, I walk out of the shadow of this statue, you can't look at it in vain for more than half a month, right?" Meng Hao looked at the old man behind him, and he didn't feel how hideous the other party was, but felt a little sluggish.

"Immortal!" the old man suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse, and he only said one word. ，

Meng Hao's eyes widened immediately, it was the first time he had heard this old man speak in the past half a month.

"What did you say?"

"Immortal!" the old man spoke again.

"This image is an immortal. ”

Meng Hao was stunned.

"Do you want to become an immortal?" the old man suddenly spoke again, with a gloomy glow in his eyes, staring at Meng Hao.

"As long as I take another half step, I will be a true immortal. Meng Hao felt that the old man was starting to be weird again, his eyes shrank slightly, and he spoke calmly.

"Immortal, what's the difference between true and false...... The wrong way. The old man shook his head, his expression vicissitudes, and his eyes showed reminiscence.

"The wrong way...... Is the inheritance broken...... It's been a long time, and that war ......," the old man muttered, and suddenly burst out laughing, very mad.

"It's all dead, the earth is broken, the galaxy ......is broken," the old man laughed and laughed, and suddenly he cried again, walking up and down the temple.

"It's broken, I can't suppress the living, I can only suppress the revenant......"

"No, no, no more......"

Meng Hao's heart was shocked, he looked at the old man's madness, the figure in the temple, as if there was a vicissitudes of sadness, emanating from the old man's body, outside the wellhead, the cry became more and more poignant, the swing swing, the blood dripping more and more understandable.

"Senior, what kind of war are you talking about?" Meng Hao immediately asked.

The old man laughed and cried, and the bronze lamp shook violently. The shadows all trembled all around. They all stood up. Laughing and crying together, they swirled around Meng Hao.

Meng Hao was short of breath and was about to continue to speak, when suddenly, there was a snap...... The bronze lamp, extinguished.

At the moment of extinguishing, all qiē disappears.

It's pitch black. Meng Hao was stunned there, and when he looked up, the early sun appeared in the distance.

On this day, Meng Hao was a little dazed, the old man's words, as well as last night's qiē, made him feel that there seemed to be a shocking secret entangled in this immortal ancient dojo.

This secret, perhaps, ...... It has something to do with the southern heaven and earth!

"The grand dojo...... Why will it dissipate. ”

"So many figures in the dojo. Where are they now?"

"Why is this ruined temple so broken today?"

The day passes. At night, when the bronze lamp was lit again, and the lamp was noticeably dimmed, the old man came out again, and stood by the temple door, no longer crying and laughing, but silent.

"Your father is very strong, even in the old man's time, he can be regarded as a strong man. ”

"He also knows that he is on the wrong path, but he can't change it, otherwise, he will be stronger. ”

"Your foundation is good, even much better than many monks of my time, you...... Do you want to become an immortal? It's not a pseudo-immortal, it's just an immortal...... An immortal with all the veins open!" The old man suddenly turned his head and looked at Meng Hao.

In the past era, there were not many people who opened all the veins, and only those who inherited the Great Dao could barely do it. ”

Meng Hao's heart was shocked, he had heard his parents say that those with eighty pulses are arrogant, those with ninety are rare, and those with a hundred pulses are ...... There didn't seem to be anything in the legend, and his eyes flashed and he nodded.

"The law is not lightly spoken, the Tao is not lightly transmitted, as soon as this place is opened, the ninth mountain and sea are moving...... This bronze oil lamp burns in ancient times and lights up this life.

This time it is turned on, it has been lit for more than ten days, and it will soon be extinguished, with your blood as oil, let this lamp continue to burn for seven hundred and forty-nine nights, during which he cannot be extinguished, nor can people step into the temple to touch it, and always maintain the breath of only you. ”

"So...... The moment the lights go out on the night of 7749, it will emit a wisp of Immortal Ancient Dao Qi, which can be inhaled into the body, and can be turned into an Immortal Ancient Dao vein!"

"With this Dao vein, if you have a chance, you can feel the Immortal Dao!" The old man glanced at Meng Hao deeply, and when he turned around, he walked into the shadow of the god statue and disappeared.

Meng Hao was silent, with a persistent glow in his eyes, he lowered his head to look at the immortal character engraved on the ground, and an ancient aura rose from the bottom of his heart and filled his whole body.

"Pseudo-immortal, true immortal...... Immortal!" When Meng Hao muttered, suddenly the bronze lamp was dim, and there were signs that it was about to be extinguished, Meng Hao immediately stepped forward, slashed his wrist with his right hand, and fell the blood into the oil lamp, and immediately the lamp made a crackling sound, no longer extinguished, and seemed to have more life.

Sitting cross-legged under the bronze lamp, Meng Hao felt that his mind was ethereal like never before.

A few more days passed, outside the stars in the southern sky, in the starry sky, a bright light suddenly appeared, a huge formation appeared out of thin air, making the stars lose color, the sea of stars reverberate, from within the formation, dozens of figures appeared.

The current three people were the three Tianjiao of the Fang family, and behind them were more than a dozen Fang family clansmen, as well as the family protectors who followed them.

The appearance of these people immediately made the starry sky shake, but the vast majority of them, cultivation is not a fairyland, so they can't stay in the starry sky for a long time, they need to be escorted here, and their cultivation is between asking and fairyland, even the three Tianjiao who came from the Fang family this time.

But there are also some clansmen who have transcended the spiritual realm, although they are not Tianjiao, but they can be cultivated as immortals after all, and as soon as they appeared, their momentum was amazing.

"Here, this is Nantianxing!"

"Our family, should be the first to arrive, go, go and get the Enlightenment!" These dozens of people, including their protectors, galloped away, heading straight for the Southern Heavenly Star.

There were three people in the crowd, not close to each other, but any of them were looked up to by the other clansmen around, the woman in the three was Fang Xiangshan, and the other two were Fang Yunyi, who had no hair, stars in his eyes, and a strong body, and Fang Donghan, who bathed in beast blood!

The reason why the three of them, known as the three great Tianjiao of the Fang family, did not go to the fairy realm was because their cultivation was suppressed, and after trying to strengthen the foundation, they rushed to the true immortals in one fell swoop.

They don't want to be pseudo-immortals!――

Three watches!Ask for a monthly pass!(To be continued......)