He could tolerate it once, twice, three times, four times, five times, but for the sixth time, he was already angry and couldn't stand it at all, because this Luotian.com was a favorite thing he thought was more precious than the scroll. Once it was used, it could trap the other party. It was his proud treasure in his early years. The higher his cultivation level, the stronger the effect. In order to show the glory of his treasure mountain, he put it there, thinking that it was the safest, in order to make others jealous, but he could not take it away. But no matter what, he didn't expect that someone could actually go up the mountain to take it away. At this moment, he was about to go crazy and wished that Meng Hao would be killed and regained the scroll and the scroll and the scroll.

But at this moment, Wu Dingqiu's laughter came out with a slight sense, and his sleeves shook and blocked the old monster Song.

"As a famous monk in the Southern Region, what are you doing? You said before that no one can come here within seven days. All the treasures in the entire treasure mountain can be taken away. Could it be that you have to break your promise?"

"You carried this mountain from Tianshan Mountain, and you laid the foundation for the East Sea that will never see the sun for thousands of years. Who said that no matter which Qi Condensing Cultivator comes, you can walk at will as long as you have the ability? Old Monster Song, you are so ungraceful, it is embarrassing to spread it." Wu Dingqiu smiled, as if he would never let the other party leave.

The old monster Song's expression was extremely difficult to see, and he couldn't say anything about it. He said too much before. Every word he had said before was like a slap on his face, causing his expression to change constantly. After a while, he slapped the storage, took out a handful of handfuls of the Concentration Pill and swallowed it. Then he took a deep breath.

But then his eyes flashed, and for the first time he used the power of spiritual consciousness to see where the iron spear was clues. He didn't care about Meng Hao at first, but then his eyes were attracted by the iron spear. Now that the spiritual consciousness came out, Wu Dingqiu's laughter echoed, and with a big sleeve, a light curtain instantly appeared on the Pingding Mountain, blocking the old monster Song's spiritual consciousness.

"Exercise the power of spiritual consciousness to a young man with Qi Condensation. Is it embarrassing to you, Old Monster Song?" How could Wu Dingqiu make Old Monster Song get his wish? At this moment, laughter came out, Old Monster Song's face looked extremely ugly, so he simply shook his sleeves, and another light curtain appeared outside the light curtain.

"This guy has a good iron spear in his hand, but since you don't let Song observe his spiritual sense, don't observe it."

Two hours later, Meng Hao had reached the top of the mountain. He held the iron spear and walked all the way. He looked around and saw a big banner on the top of the mountain. There was a pocket under the banner. The pocket was colorful. It seemed to absorb the mind at one glance. Even the surrounding world was blurred and the ripples echoed. Meng Hao felt his heart beat faster and his breathing became rapid. He grabbed the colorful pocket and took the bag up, and the flag fell down directly.

The people in the demon forest at the foot of the mountain were buzzing at this moment. They clearly saw Meng Hao climbing the mountain like walking on the ground, taking away a large number of spirit stones and pills. At this moment, as the flag fell, everyone suddenly buzzed again.

Their eyes at Meng Hao were already filled with strong shock and envy. At this moment, they watched Meng Hao disappear from the top of the mountain with their own eyes, obviously going down the mountain from behind the mountain.

Shangguan Xiu stared at Meng Hao's figure disappearing, but he did not dare to continue chasing him. He had too many secrets on him and he didn't dare to show it in front of others. Although he had a strong desire to kill Meng Hao, he thought that the herb was too late to think that the herb was too late. At this moment, he stomped his feet suddenly, turned around and left quickly to pursue him. At this moment, he was in a mess, and his depressed aura was suppressed. If he wanted to kill someone, he would have killed Meng Hao countless times.

Seeing Meng Hao's figure disappearing behind the mountain, Wu Dingqiu's laughter echoed on Pingding Mountain. Old Monster Song opened his eyes wide and stared blankly at the Qiankun bag being taken away by Meng Hao. His face was pale and heartbroken. He felt even more regretful that he shouldn't have kept the Qiankun bag on it and did not dare to be so confident. At this moment, he could not bear it again. He shook his sleeves and wanted to pursue Meng Hao, who he thought he should die a thousand and ten thousand times, but just about to leave, Wu Dingqiu on the side blocked him again.

"Wu Dingqiu, you are still here to stop me! The flag has fallen. You didn't win this bet, and I didn't lose either. The trial has ended. If you stop me, don't blame me for taking action!" Old Monster Song was heartbroken and shouted at this moment.

"Fellow Daoist Song, we agreed that this game cannot be finished, and no one can leave. You are a famous monk in the Southern Region. Did you break your promise?

I was going to leave before, so why don’t you let me go? How can I leave until I finish playing chess?" Wu Dingqiu smiled and returned all the previous words to Old Monster Song. He opened all the wrinkles on his face, and looked proud, showing that he would never let the other party leave just like this. He naturally saw that the Qiankun bag was taken away, but he was even happier. He remembered that the other party had always used the Qiankun bag to show off in front of him for hundreds of years. At this moment, he could see the other party shooting himself in the foot with a stone. He was extremely happy.

"You..." Old Monster Song stared at Wu Dingqiu, unable to speak for a long time, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, making the mountain seem to collapse, but with his identity as if he was even more beautiful, he had to sit down again, pick up the chess piece and land quickly.

But how could Wu Dingqiu let him do what he wanted? At this moment, he was wearing a beard and smiling, looking at Old Monster Song's ugly face. He slowly picked up the chess piece in his laughter, pretending to be thinking. It took him a long time to leave a piece. His expression seemed to be about to play the chess game for several months.

"You will go out of the mountain first and wait until I finish this chess, and then take you back to the sect. As for the person on the top of the mountain you just saw, I like the spear in this person's hand very much. This is your trial mission. Whoever brings this spear will be the inner disciple!" Wu Dingqiu smiled and said, his voice spread to the white-clothed disciples below, making these people immediately excited.

"Wouldn't the Southern Region Ziyun Sect do something to kill people and seize treasures?" Old Monster Song was extremely depressed, but he was tied up by words and could not leave. Although he hated Meng Hao, he also wanted to make things difficult for Wu Dingqiu.

"You heard it well, it's not difficult for that person. You can only change it, not rob it. If there is any violation, you will be expelled from the sect!" Wu Dingqiu glared and spoke immediately, but playing chess became slower.

The white-clothed disciples of Ziyun Sect at the foot of the mountain immediately said that they were yes and quickly dispersed. Some wanted to bypass Baoshan and catch up with Meng Hao, while others were spreading at full speed to leave the mountain range and intercepting them in front.

They all failed this trial and were quite unwilling to accept it, but they had no resentment towards Meng Hao, but they admired him very much. After all, they saw the bloody scenes before with their own eyes.

But they all made up their minds for the iron spear in Meng Hao's hand and said that they would get anything. If the other party disagreed, they would not be able to say that they would always take some measures.

After all, the meaning of Elder Wu’s words is that he must be exchanged. He said that he cannot rob, and he did not say that he should not force him.

While the white-clothed disciples were scattered, Meng Hao hurried down to Baoshan and picked up some spirit stone pills on the way. Although he did not see the old monster Song and Wu Dingqiu, he had already vaguely guessed that this place was probably the trial place of a certain sect.

But now that he was invaded by himself, he probably wouldn't be willing to accept it. Although Shangguan Xiu did not continue to chase after him, Meng Hao was still very fast, his heart was beating rapidly, and his expression was filled with excitement.

All the storage bags on his body were filled with them. This time the harvest was the biggest time after he entered the practice of cultivation, except for Yinglong Rift Cave, and those spirit stone elixirs were placed there, as if they were picked up for free.

But the greater the harvest, the faster Meng Hao's speed was. At this moment, he gritted his teeth and swallowed the demon pills. He ran for three days in a row before leaving the mountain range. When he walked out, Meng Hao's face was exhausted, but his spirit was always excited. He had no time to count the treasures in these seven days. At this moment, he was thinking about finding a place to see what he had gained this time. When he moved forward, Meng Hao saw a city in the distance.

This place is close to the east of Zhao State. The city looks extremely majestic and extraordinary at first glance. There is also a soft light curtain around it. This light curtain cannot be seen by mortals, and only monks can detect it.

"This place...isn't it a city of mortals, but a city serving monks?" Meng Hao was stunned. The map of Zhao State came to his mind. He was sure that there was no city on the map. At this moment, he saw many people coming in and out of the entrance of the city, most of whom were people with Qi Condensation Cultivation, and he had already confirmed his guess.

Without entering the city immediately, Meng Hao found a mountain crack nearby and hid it inside. After taking a deep breath, he immediately took out all the storage bags, lowered his head and counted them with excitement.

"What kind of pill is this? It smells like a scent of medicine, which is stronger than the drought spirit pill... and there are three pills in this bottle, each of which is crystal clear, it must be a treasure pill." He licked his lips, took out two storage bags, and counted them one by one. There were 78 pills of various pills in it, and each pill gave people a feeling that it exceeded that of the drought spirit pill. Meng Hao's hands trembled with numbers.

It took him a long time to calm down. He was so excited that he took out dozens of storage bags.

"There are too many spirit stones in the treasure mountain. I just walked past and found so many spirit stones before I could search..." Meng Hao's breathing was rapid again. Looking at the spirit stones containing the storage bag, the total number was added together, a total of 8,764 pieces!

"I've got rich, I've got rich..." Meng Hao murmured, took out a storage bag again, took out a handful of flying swords, beads, two flags, a scroll, and a black net, all of which were magic weapons.

Meng Hao took it out like this, with a bright smile on his face, especially the scroll and the black net. The power of the spirit was extremely strong, which made Meng Hao's heart beat faster. He took out the scroll and slowly unfolded. A bright light suddenly filled the cave, which made the brightness reflected in the cave, and even Meng Hao's face lit up in an instant.

A landscape picture was revealed in the open scroll. Between these mountains and rivers, there were a large number of strange monsters. They seemed to be painted there, but they were lifelike. Especially at this moment, as the scroll opened, Meng Hao seemed to hear the roar of thousands of beasts in his ears, which shocked him and the scroll landed on the ground.

After a while, Meng Hao recovered, with a strong light in his eyes. After calming down, he picked up the scroll and took a look. Then he put it away like a treasure, and his heart beat faster and faster.

"Treasure, this is a treasure!" Meng Hao took a deep breath, took out the black net, walked out of the cave while pondering, and the spiritual energy entered the black net and waved it outward.

The black net immediately unfolded, getting bigger and bigger, and drifted towards the sky, as if it was about to fall down to cover the entire mountain. It was like a black cloud pressing down on the top of the mountain. The mountain trembled and cracks appeared one after another. If it was about to collapse, a powerful spiritual pressure appeared, which shocked Meng Hao and was shocked. He quickly raised his hand and grabbed it. The spiritual power in his body suddenly vented out, which gradually narrowed the black cloud until it turned into a black light and turned into a small black net.

Holding this net, Meng Hao's mouth and tongue were dry. He took a long time to calm down, but his eyes were full of energy.

"The closer you are to the top of the mountain, the better the elixir magic weapon." Meng Hao's heart moved and took out the last thing in his arms, which was the colorful pocket.

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