After leaving the Ancient Immortal Tomb, Meng Hao walked in the starry sky, with scenes from his backing sect flashing through his mind. After walking for a long time, he suddenly turned around and walked towards a meteorite teleportation formation.

This time, the place he went to was the Taihang Sword Sect!

Not to ask for an account, but to meet an old friend, his senior brother, Chen Fan, who had joined the Taihang Sword Sect back then!

Meng Hao was no stranger to the Taihang Sword Sect. Although he had never been there, as a disciple of the three great sects, in a sense, the Taihang Sword Sect was also his sect.

When they arrived, the Taihang Sword Sect's bell rang, and the Dao Realm ancestor arrived in person. Meng Hao entered the sect all the way, met with the Taihang Sword Sect's headmaster and ancestor, and explained his purpose of coming.

He saw Chen Fan. Compared with then, Chen Fan now looked middle-aged, very vicissitudes of life, with gray hair and a calm expression, and he had become an immortal.

Although within the Taihang Sword Sect, he does not have much fame among his disciples, in the eyes of the older generation of the sect, Chen Fan's future development is limitless!

"Because he condenses his emotions, turns his emotions into a sword, and uses his sword to break the sky!" When Meng Hao saw Chen Fan, Chen Fan was meditating. Beside him, no matter where he went, there was a huge mountain stone. That mountain stone

Inside, there seemed to be a woman faintly present.

"This senior brother of yours, his sword is not ruthless or severing, it is just for remembering. It has become his heart and his sword. This love... can cultivate the heart of swordsmanship!

And his qualifications are also suitable for the Heart Sword Dao. In less than a hundred years, if he steps into the ancient times, he will definitely be another darling of our Sun Sword Sect!" Next to Meng Hao, a Taoist ancestor of the Taihang Sword Sect spoke slowly and looked.

When looking at Chen Fan, he showed undisguised admiration.

At this moment, Chen Fan slowly opened his eyes. There was a sword in front of his knees. He glanced at the sword first, then raised his head. When his eyes fell on Meng Hao, a smile appeared on his face.

It’s just like it was in the Kuoshan Sect. Just like it was in the Yijian Sect, the smile is gentle and caring, but with more vicissitudes.

"Little junior brother."

One sentence, three words, the moment they came out of Chen Fan's mouth, Meng Hao's heart was touched, as if he had returned to the past.

"Senior brother..." Meng Hao spoke softly and walked to Chen Fan. The Taoist ancestor of the Sun Sword Sect smiled slightly, turned and left, leaving this place to Meng Hao and Chen Fan.

Next to Chen Fan, Meng Hao first bowed to the rock. He knew that the woman inside the rock was the love of his senior brother's life. It could be said that it was this woman who changed Chen Fan's life.

I only love one person in my life. When you were alive, I fell in love with you. After you died, I fell in love with memories... If you live, I will stay with you for the rest of my life. If you die, you in my memory will stay with me for the rest of my life.

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This is Chen Fan.

His obsession and persistence are just like those in the sect that he supported back then. When faced with the invitation of the Yi Sword Sect, he refused without hesitation. Even if the sect was about to perish, he still chose... to die with the sect.

He is obsessed, he is...Chen Fan!

Seeing Meng Hao bowing to the mountain stone, Chen Fan's expression remained as usual, unchanged, because he knew that Meng Hao was his younger junior brother, and he was also his wife's junior brother.

This was the junior brother he cared about the most back then. He watched him grow step by step and reach his own glory step by step. He was very happy. He hoped that Meng Hao could be better. He hoped that one day, he could see Meng Hao reach his true peak.

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"On the path of spiritual practice, whether you have a good heart or a good Tao, you must be firm in the end." Chen Fan said softly.

Meng Hao nodded and sat cross-legged in front of Chen Fan, just like when he faced Chen Fan back then. Even though he now has an identity and cultivation level that is equal to that of the Taoist realm, in front of his senior brother, he is still the same as before.

...little junior brother.

For life, little junior brother.

He told Chen Fan that he was leaving the Ninth Mountain and Sea to find Xu Qing and come back.

"I know why you came. As monks of our generation, we have a long life and the world is vast. It is beneficial to go to more places and walk more roads... Don't miss us. Everyone's path is different."

"Whether it's me or Li Fugui, you have to believe, and we also believe, that our dreams... will eventually come true!" Chen Fan spoke softly, his eyes falling on the rocks beside him, looking at the vague woman inside.

figure.

"Senior brother...if one day I have the ability to help you, I will definitely resurrect Sister-in-law Shanling...!" Meng Hao said softly. This was not the first time he said this, but even if he could repay his kindness to Han Shan,

But with the current level of cultivation, it is still not possible to resurrect a person who has been dead for too long.

"You look good." Chen Fan smiled, with softness in his eyes.

"In my eyes, she is always there."

Meng Hao was stunned and looked at Chen Fan.

"Take the heart as the way. If there is something in the heart, there is heaven and earth. If there is nothing in the heart, there is nothing in heaven and earth." Chen Fan raised his right hand and waved around. With this wave, a field seemed to be formed. This field was not big, only three feet.

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But within three feet, Meng Hao saw the woman in the rock. She gradually opened her eyes and regained her vitality. As she took steps, she actually... walked out of the rock, sat next to Chen Fan, and faced Meng Hao.

He smiled and leaned on Chen Fan's shoulder.

"This..." Meng Hao took a deep breath. This kind of Taoism seemed to him to be an illusion at first, but upon closer inspection, it seemed that it was not an illusion.

"In your eyes, she is false, but in my eyes, she is real... Truth and falsehood often reflect different people and different hearts." Chen Fan took a deep look at Meng Hao and spoke softly.

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Meng Hao was shocked, and he vaguely understood something. He closed his eyes and sat cross-legged in meditation for three days. When Meng Hao opened his eyes three days later, he stood up, cupped his fists and bowed to Chen Fan.

"Thank you, senior brother, for your advice." Meng Hao's cultivation level is much higher than that of Chen Fan, but in this path of truth and falsehood, Chen Fan has the opportunity and unique conditions. This is why he practices the Heart Sword.

This is also the reason why Taihang Sword Sect attaches great importance to him.

"Go and bring Junior Sister Xu Qing back. I haven't seen her for a long time and I miss her very much." Chen Fan's eyes showed encouragement. Meng Hao took a deep breath, nodded, stood up and left, saying goodbye to Chen Fan and leaving Taihang Sword.

Zong.

After leaving, Meng Hao went to Luoyue Lake again. As one of the Five Holy Lands, Luoyue Lake is not as beautiful as its name in a sense. Meng Hao even had little contact with Luoyue Lake, but

He knows that most of Luoyue Lake's techniques are like magic!

The setting moon, the setting moon, in the dark night with the moon, there is still light, but if the moon sets, the moment when the sun does not rise is the darkest time in the world.

This is what Luoyue Lake means!

For example, Wang Youcai is a ruthless person. He is ruthless to others and even more ruthless to himself. In order to practice, to create his own skills, and to see... he blinded his own eyes.

With this ruthless intention, the elders of Luoyuehun were moved, and they began to love him and take him into the sect to train him with all their strength.

From then on, in the eyes of others, his world should be dark, but in fact, no one knew that before his own eyes, there was something wonderful that outsiders could not see.

Because that was his self-created magical power, and he kept that magical power in his mind forever. From then on, he could see everything without the need for eyes.

After arriving at Luoyue Lake, his ruthlessness became even more apparent. After several battles, both internally and externally, his reputation as a demonic beast spread.

Demon represents the honorific title given to him by outsiders, eyes represents his empty and terrifying eyes, and evil... represents his killing!

When Meng Hao arrived, when he said he wanted to see Wang Youcai, the expression of the disciple who received him changed. It seemed that Wang Youcai's name in Luoyue Lake was even more intimidating than Meng Hao's name here.

Even if Wang Youcai is just an immortal!

When Meng Hao saw Wang Youcai, he saw a black pool. In this pool, Wang Youcai was sitting cross-legged and meditating. Countless ferocious faces emerged from the black water, surrounding Wang Youcai and devouring his flesh and blood.

"Long time no see, Meng Hao." When the hoarse voice came from Wang Youcai's mouth, he raised his head and looked at Meng Hao with empty eyes.

Meng Hao also looked at him and sighed softly.

"Why is this necessary?"

"Everything has a price." Wang Youcai was silent for a long time before he spoke slowly, his voice hoarse. The illusory faces around him were biting him, but he didn't even frown, as if he was used to it.

"These are the people I killed. I took their souls and let them tear me apart day and night. Only in this way can I feel their hatred for me and make the world I see full of color.

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Meng Hao was silent. He looked at Wang Youcai and sighed in his heart. There were four people on Daqing Mountain back then, him, the little fat man, Wang Youcai, and Dong Hu... the little fat man was the most carefree, and Wang Youcai was the most ruthless. As for Dong Hu, there was no news about him at all.

, based on what Meng Hao knew about him back then, he believed that Dong Hu... must be somewhere powerful.

Meng Hao accompanied Wang Youcai and meditated here all night. The next day, when Meng Hao got up to leave, Wang Youcai suddenly spoke.

"Meng Hao...are we friends..."

"It was in the past, it is now, and it will be in the future." Meng Hao looked at Wang Youcai and said seriously.

Wang Youcai laughed, his laughter hoarse, but not unpleasant, as if that simple young man on Daqing Mountain thought that he was the oldest, so he had to take care of his other companions.

"Meng Hao, use the fastest time to make yourself stronger... The moon has set, but the sun has not arrived. What has descended on the world... is the endless... dark night."

"I can see it, I can feel it, it's coming soon, it's already coming soon... Chaos... is about to begin!"

Meng Hao's body trembled. He knew about this, but he didn't expect that Wang Youcai also knew about it. Meng Hao looked at Wang Youcai deeply, remained silent for a moment, nodded and left.

He walked further and further and disappeared into Luoyue Lake.

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