Don’t fly too high here, because the higher you go, the stronger the wind will be. Meng Hao saw with his own eyes that a disciple of the Qingluo Sect tried to take advantage of the situation by flying high, but before he could get very far, he let out a shrill scream.

, the whole body was almost bloody, and after hurriedly shouting to give up, it suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and there are even wind blades in the wind, and there is an indescribable pressure, making the area only a thousand feet away from the towering trees, like a city wall.

Meng Hao stepped inside, and while feeling the pressure and obstacles around him like a city wall, he also felt that every time he took a step towards the towering tree, the spiritual energy around him that could be absorbed by him would increase sharply, causing

Meng Hao's breathing was rapid, and his eyes revealed a strong light.

"This place is a place of suffering for others, but for me, this is a holy place for my practice!" Meng Hao suddenly raised his head and his eyes fell on the towering tree thousands of feet away.

"What kind of tree is this?" Meng Hao had already noticed that the spiritual energy in this place did not come from the surrounding heaven and earth, but emanated from the towering tree in front.

While these dozens of monks were struggling to move forward outside the towering tree, people from the five sects and three tribes existing above the clouds in the sky were looking with bright eyes along the whirlpool of the clouds.

They can clearly see the scene below.

"All the sects and families who came here are all heroes and geniuses. I don't know who can be the first to set foot on this tree." Song Tian smiled slightly, and when the voice came out, the Yuanying elders of the respective sects and families below him

Strange, everyone smiled.

"I'm afraid it's a bit difficult. I didn't expect that Senior Song would actually use this treasure map in this test of recruiting a son-in-law..."

"This tree should be the remnant of an ancient building tree. It was drawn by Shui Dongliu, a Taoist master from ancient times, who came to the place where the legendary building tree collapsed. It is said that if one has enough insight, one can draw this tree.

When transformed, it is a rare treasure that summons ancient treasures."

Following the words of the Nascent Soul monks around him, Han Bei, who was sitting further down, cast his eyes on Meng Hao in the whirlpool. After scanning, his expression was calm and showed no trace of his thoughts.

Li Shiqi, on the other hand, looked more thoughtfully at the tree that had been transformed into a tree with residual thoughts.

"Jianmu Cannian can release the ancient spiritual energy from before the change of heaven. Unfortunately, it cannot be used by monks. It can only become a barrier. However, if the cultivation level of this treasure is enough, and if the understanding is enough, it can contain the world in Jianmu Cannian."

In the wood, it can be said to be a treasure, and the most important thing is that this treasure is very helpful for these disciples to achieve breakthroughs in cultivation." The Nascent Soul monk of Qingluo Sect is a middle-aged man. When he smiled and spoke at this moment, his eyes seemed to be casually scanning

After passing the whirlpool, I took one more look at Meng Hao.

He had noticed Meng Hao before, but remained calm. The same was true now.

"This tree is indeed an afterimage of the Jianmu. This painting is called The Thoughts of the Former Jianmu. It was given to me by the Eighth Sea Lord of the Tianhe Sea when I was a thousand years old. I took it out today to let these juniors feel the ancient times.

Let you all take a look, because it won't be long before this painting no longer belongs to me." Song Tian laughed, shook his head and spoke.

"I will give this painting to my son-in-law of the Song family."

As soon as Song Tian's words came out, the eyes of the Nascent Soul cultivators around him suddenly flashed. No one spoke for a moment, but all looked towards the vortex of clouds.

"Ancestor, why don't I make a bet with these fellow Taoists to see which sect's baby can be the first to approach this tree?" Old Weird Song, who had taken the first place, suddenly said with a smile.

"Of course we will bet on the disciples of our own sect, Mr. Song, who are you going to bet on?" The old man surnamed Fan from the Yijian Sect laughed, took a sip of wine, and said teasingly.

"I bet on him!" Old Monster Song suddenly raised his right hand and pointed at the vortex. It was obvious that the direction of his finger was...

Meng Hao!

As Old Monster Song's words came out, the Nascent Soul cultivators here all looked around one after another. After seeing that the person Old Monster Song was betting on was Meng Hao, the Nascent Soul cultivator from Qingluo Sect, the middle-aged man's eyes were slightly slender.

An undetectable flash.

The old Yuanying of the Wang family frowned.

The old man named Fan from the Yijian Sect smiled and looked at Old Strange Song meaningfully.

"Okay, what's the bet?" The Nascent Soul cultivator of the Blood Demon Sect is an old woman with silver hair and withered skin. Her voice is hoarse, and when it comes out, it feels like bones are rubbing against each other. At this moment, she is smiling but not smiling.

Speak slowly.

"Just bet a baby fruit!" Old Monster Song flicked his big sleeve, raised his right hand and pressed it directly on the center of his eyebrows. In just a few breaths, there was a shadow like a little man sitting cross-legged and meditating, from the center of his eyebrows.

be ingested.

Visible to the naked eye, this villain quickly condensed and suddenly became a spiritual fruit-like thing, emitting a delicate fragrance.

This thing is exactly the Ying Fruit. It is something that only Yuanying monks can condense from their own Yuanying. It is comparable to the treasures of heaven and earth! Heaven and earth can give birth to spiritual fruits, and the body of a Yuanying monk can form the world of its own. Naturally,

Spiritual fruits may appear.

This thing is like the creation of heaven and earth, and it is the most precious thing for a Nascent Soul monk. For example, there are Taoist platforms of different levels for foundation building, Yuan Dan of different colors for elixir formation, and in the realm of Yuanying, there are different numbers of infant fruits.

Taking the nine as the guide, the three-nine Yuanying, the six-nine Yuanying, and the nine-nine Yuanying are divided into different levels of the realm of the Yuanying.

The Infant Fruit of outsiders will not increase the number of Infant Fruit of others and cannot improve the grade, but it can be used as a supplement. Therefore, for Nascent Soul monks, the Infant Fruit of outsiders is the best healing and recovery elixir.

As for slaying the soul, all that has been cut off is gone, so the infant fruit is useless. Only after asking questions can one understand the great way of heaven and earth and condense one's own dao fruit to prove the path to immortality.

As Old Monster Song's words came out, the Nascent Soul monks around him pondered one after another. Soon, they condensed one of their own Infant Fruits. In this way, a total of eight Infant Fruits were floating in the air.

The eight infant fruits are also a big temptation for the Yuanying monks. At this moment, each of them seems to be normal, but in fact they are full of energy, looking at the disciples of each sect in the whirlpool of the clouds from a distance.

Song Tian smiled slightly and did not stop him. One of the two middle-aged men beside him was meditating with his eyes closed. The other had a gloomy look on his face, looking at the cultivators in the vortex with a look on his face.

As for Song Yunshu, the Taoist disciple of the Song family, he was sitting quietly next to Patriarch Song Tian, ​​looking at all this with a smile, without saying a word, but there was also a glimmer of light deep in his eyes.

Old Monster Song was in high spirits, looking at the swirling clouds and staring at Meng Hao with bright eyes.

"Boy Meng, show what you did in the Zhao Kingdom back then. If you win this time, I will give you an infant fruit as a reward." Old Monster Song thought to himself, as for Meng Hao, because of the Zhao Kingdom's affairs,

Because of the news from the Song family that he heard before, he had strong expectations.

Just when the people here took out their bets, dozens of people under the clouds and beside the towering trees were galloping forward. Even though there was pressure blocking the front, forcing them to slow down, they still moved forward.

The fastest one now is Wang Tengfei. He is red-eyed. When he rushes out at this moment, he seems to be desperate. For him, this is an opportunity. Once he can become the son-in-law of the Song family, his life will be equivalent to having a new opportunity.

The possibility of rising.

"Meng Hao, and that bitch Chu Yuyan, just wait!" Wang Tengfei gritted his teeth, and in the roar, he got closer by more than ten feet.

In addition to Wang Tengfei, there was also Wang Youcai. He approached silently, and unknowingly, he was second only to Wang Tengfei, followed by other monks from various sects, and Chen Fan was also the leader among them.

Because the little fat man was protected by everyone, his speed was not fast, but he was not slow either.

Meng Hao, on the other hand, obviously pulled back a bit, but his expression was calm. Every time he took a step, Meng Hao would pause, and increasingly dense spiritual energy surrounded him, which he carefully absorbed.

As time passed, an hour passed quickly. At this moment, Wang Tengfei was only more than ten feet away from the towering tree, and Wang Youcai was about twenty feet away. When everyone else was within a hundred feet, Mr. Song on the clouds

The strange face gradually turned ugly, while the other Yuanying monks smiled.

Meng Hao, who was on the edge of a hundred feet, took a deep breath at this moment. He carefully absorbed the pills along the way, as if he had swallowed several pills of Luo Di Dan. But no matter how cautious he was, as he continued to move forward, as the surrounding substances were absorbed by him,

As his aura grew more and more, Meng Hao's eyes suddenly flashed.

"The opportunity is rare, so I'll just absorb it with all my strength!" Meng Hao had a decisive character. Once he decided at this moment, he immediately took a step forward. The moment this step fell, Meng Hao's body suddenly roared. Four perfect Taoist platforms, at this moment,

It was not suppressed by Meng Hao in the slightest, but was running at full strength. The roaring sound echoed from Meng Hao's body, and in an instant, it was like a huge whirlpool appeared around him.

As soon as the vortex emerged, it immediately filled the surrounding area. At this moment, the spiritual energy that could not be absorbed by others surged towards Meng Hao like a boil.

The sea water below was roaring and rolling, and Meng Hao's body was even distorted and blurred. As indescribable spiritual energy rushed straight into his body, Meng Hao's speed increased sharply in an instant.

It's not that he wants to speed up, but the more he moves forward, the more spiritual energy he absorbs. At this moment, he is one hundred feet away from the towering tree, eighty feet away, sixty feet away...

The cultivation level in Meng Hao's body has also continued to rise in this short period of time. The fifth Taoist platform has now taken shape and is rapidly condensing.

This scene made Meng Hao excited. He took a deep breath and moved faster. Since he had decided to absorb it at all costs, he must devour it completely.

This is Meng Hao's character, and it was the same when he was a scholar. As a person, he would not want to cause trouble on weekdays, but once he did, and it could not be resolved, he would do it completely.

At this moment, the fifth Taoist platform continues to condense, causing Meng Hao's cultivation to continue to rise. His eyes are getting brighter and brighter, and his aura is getting stronger and stronger!

In just a few breaths, Meng Hao directly crossed seventy feet, and was only thirty feet away from the towering tree. His burst was so fast and the absorption was so amazing that it caused

The other monks around were all shocked.

They saw the terrifying whirlpool outside Meng Hao's body, and felt the spiritual energy all around that seemed to them to be suppressing and unabsorbable. They actually boiled and rushed straight towards Meng Hao, making the world, at this moment, as if it had become

A world of ripples and swirls.

"What is he doing..."

"Is this... is this absorbing the spiritual energy here that cannot be absorbed?"

"He...how did he do it!!" The monks from various sects around him were shocked at this moment, and they all looked at Meng Hao.

Not only them, but everyone on the clouds at this moment was shocked when they saw this scene.

"He is actually devouring ancient spiritual energy!"

"What kind of physique does he have? What kind of skills has he practiced? How could he be like this!" The eyes of these Nascent Soul monks were like lightning. They wanted to see Meng Hao clearly. They were shocked in their hearts. This scene of Meng Hao was so shocking.

beyond their expectation.

However, even if they were Nascent Soul cultivators and could easily see a person's cultivation level, Meng Hao's Taoist platform was all blurry the moment they looked at it.

If there is a strange force interfering, this force is always there, making it impossible for them to see the clues. The middle-aged man from Qingluo Sect was silent, but there was a strange light in his eyes. In fact, he did not enter the vortex of clouds when Meng Hao

I had done this before, and I had experienced the strangeness in Meng Hao that he could not see through the Taoist platform.

When these Nascent Soul cultivators from various sects were alarmed by Meng Hao, the eyes of Song Tian, ​​the patriarch of the Song family, suddenly appeared on him, with a radiance that had never appeared on him from the beginning until now.

He stared straight at Meng Hao in the vortex, his eyes flashed for an instant, and he said nothing, but there was a hint of shock in his eyes that quickly dissipated.

Old Monster Song laughed. Although he found it incredible, he was obviously very happy. When the laughter echoed at this moment, Han Bei, who was not far away, also took a deep breath. She thought about how Meng Hao actually

Things that can enter Fang Ding.
To be continued...