Chapter Fifty-Four Old People from the Same Clan
"I... a little student..." Meng Hao was stunned, and he opened his mouth wide for a moment and didn't know what to say. He had never encountered such a thing when he was shopping in Yunjie County before, especially the woman in front of him smiling and the charm of her eyebrows and eyes, which made Meng Hao's face turn red uncontrollably.
The woman covered her mouth and giggled, looked at Meng Hao's dazed look and his soon embarrassed expression, turned around with a chuckling, her waist swayed lightly, and walked to the distance in a charming way. She whispered for a moment with the middle-aged man sitting cross-legged on the furnace and then came back.
"How about one hundred and seventy spirit stones?" The woman blinked and looked at Meng Hao.
"Thank you, fellow Taoist." Meng Hao took a deep breath, his expression was filled with joy. He was very happy to save these spirit stones, and he quickly clasped his fists and bowed.
"You want to call me sister." The woman smiled and raised her right hand, took off the jade slips inside each, and handed them to Meng Hao.
After Meng Hao took the spiritual power in, scenes immediately appeared in his mind. He was moved. With just this sweep, he saw the pills in three storage bags. He quickly took out the spirit stones, clasped his fists and bowed again, and was about to leave. The woman coughed lightly and sent Meng Hao out of the attic together until he was at the door of the attic.
"My sister is Qiaoling. Remember to find me next time I come." At the door of the attic, the woman looked at Meng Hao with interest in her smile. Her eyes were very charming and charming. Meng Hao's face turned redder, and she hurriedly clasped her fists and left here quickly.
Until he left the attic, his heart was still beating rapidly. It took him a while to recover. When he looked back at Baizhen Pavilion, he could still see the woman named Qiaoling standing there and chuckling.
Meng Hao was even more embarrassed and knew that he had been teased by the other party.
This feeling was the first time Meng Hao experienced it, and he didn't feel disgusted. He even felt a little proud. He coughed again and lowered his head and walked forward.
But at this moment, another group of people walked out of Baizhen Pavilion. These people came down from the second floor, with about seven or eight people, including men and women. They chatted and laughed constantly when they walked out. One of them was wearing a light blue gown and followed these people, with a look of a slut, as if they had become followers.
When he walked out of the attic, the man subconsciously looked up and saw Meng Hao at first sight.
"Meng Hao!" He was stunned. After the voice came out, it immediately attracted the attention of the men and women around him. Meng Hao paused, turned his head and looked at it, and his eyes fell on the young man.
When I saw this person, Meng Hao looked as usual, but his heart was a little complicated. This person was Zhou Kai, a disciple of the outer sect of the Kuoshan Sect, and his cultivation level was at the fifth level of Qi Condensation. With the dissolution of Kuoshan Sect, this person was swept out by the red fog, but today he met here.
He naturally saw Zhou Kai's current downs and outspokenness. The people he followed were all dressed like silk, with luxurious brocade robes, and most of them were full of eyes. One of them was on the seventh level of Qi Condensation, and the rest were on the sixth level of Qi Condensation, and they were obviously disciples of several major sects in Zhao State.
Zhou Kai obviously joined other sects after the disbandment of the Koushan Sect. Now he can only be regarded as a sect.
Meng Hao nodded slightly, didn't say anything, and turned around and was about to leave.
"Who is this person?" In front of Zhou Kai, a young man in gorgeous clothes holding a fan spoke lightly, his voice was not high, but he had a sense of arrogance. Among the seven or eight people around him, he was the person with the seventh level of Qi Condensation, and he seemed to be surrounded by everyone. As soon as the words came out, the men and women around him immediately paid attention.
"Again, Senior Brother Sun's words, he was my fellow disciple back then." Zhou Kai hesitated for a moment and did not say about Meng Hao's inner identity.
"Meng Hao... This name is a bit familiar."
"I remembered that this person is the only inner disciple in Kuaishan Sect who was not taken away? It is indeed somewhat similar to the portrait." A woman immediately among the crowd seemed to remember something and spoke with a smile.
As soon as she spoke, the eyes of the people around her immediately lit up, and the two of them shook out, blocking Meng Hao. Over the past few days, a shocking incident was circulating in the cultivation world of Zhao State.
The Kuoshan Sect was disbanded, and the Kuoshan Ancestor was not dead. He used his magical powers to a disciple of the inner sect, which caused a sensation in the entire Zhao cultivation world and shocked all the powerful people of Zhao. After these people retreated, this incident had already spread throughout the Zhao cultivation world.
There are even rumors that the Ancestor Kuangshan personally gave this inner disciple the treasure. The power of this treasure was earth-shaking and was enough to kill all cultivators. The matter became more and more popular. As everyone inquired, the name of the inner disciple was gradually asked from those former Ancestor Kuangshan Sect’s outer disciples, the name of this person was Meng Hao.
If this matter ends here, the entire Zhao State would be shocked by the backing ancestor and calm down. But soon, the strong Zhao State who were scared away by the backing ancestor before thought of the feeling of weakness in the last voice of the backing ancestor, and also thought of the legendary backing ancestor's temper, they could not survive at all, but no one died.
So all kinds of speculations suddenly arose, and naturally, many people looked at the inner disciples named Meng Hao. Even the three major sects passed down orders to let the disciples who were out pay more attention to find this person, and even the portraits were spread.
It was just that he was concerned about whether the ancestor of the backing was really dead, and even if he was not dead, his cultivation was as good as before. Therefore, the three major sects of Zhao still had some concerns and did not dare to do anything. Most of them gave heavy rewards, so that their disciples could see the opportunity to test the power of the treasure.
Meng Hao paused and looked at the two people blocking his way forward coldly. The footsteps behind him were heard at this moment. The back path was blocked by four people, and there were people on both sides, as if they were surrounded.
In Baizhen Pavilion, the woman named Qiaoling also saw this scene and frowned.
"What do you mean?" Meng Hao's eyes swept around and spoke lightly, with no sign of fear in his expression, but was as calm as water, as if he was very confident. This scene gradually showed caution when the people around him fell into the eyes of the people around him.
"It's not a big deal. I just heard that fellow Taoist Meng has the treasure given by the Ancestor of the Backer. Since I met it today, I just want to see it." The young man in a gorgeous costume in front of Zhou Kai slapped the fan in his hand and smiled, but the smile also had the intention of being above the top, his eyes were a little cold, but he was cautious in his heart. After all, the gift from the Ancestor of the Backer of the Backer made him have to be careful.
However, as disciples of the three major sects, they all felt that they were superior in their identities. When they looked at Meng Hao, although Meng Hao's cultivation level was at the seventh level of Qi Condensation, they still felt that they were much nobler.
"That's right, since fellow Taoist Meng has such a treasure, why not take it out and let me enjoy it." Someone around him immediately smiled and said, as if he had already regarded Meng Hao as a man in the jar.
Meng Hao's expression was still calm, but a cold light appeared on his eyes. When the corners of his mouth were raised, he showed sarcasm. He raised his right hand and slapped it suddenly. As soon as this action happened, the people around him suddenly flashed their eyes, and many of them had already sacrificed magic weapons.
But at this moment, a ray of light shone. The iron spear appeared in Meng Hao's hand, and he held it in his hand and stood towards the ground. The spiritual energy merged into the gun, making the mortal iron a sharp weapon and pierced directly into the ground. The buzzing sound echoed when Meng Hao let go, and immediately made the people around him subconsciously retreat a little, and their eyes instantly condensed on the iron spear.
"Whoever wants to die, come and see it myself." Meng Hao took two steps back, shook his sleeves, and spoke lightly. At this moment, he looked full of confidence, especially the chill in his eyes and the sarcastic smile, as if he was waiting for someone to check the spear and die under the gun.
But in fact, Meng Hao's withdrawal brought him closer to the city gate. When someone around approached the iron spear, he would kill him and leave in the chaos. After all, this place was the city of the other three factions, and Meng Hao knew that he should not be too entangled with them here.
The surroundings were immediately quiet, and all eyes were concentrated on the iron spear. The gun looked a little extraordinary at first glance. The gun was filled with a lot of patterns, which looked extremely complex, making people a little dazzled, but the more this happened, the more people felt that the gun was good.
The sun shook, the tip of the gun was shining, and it shone into my eyes as if there was a flash of cold light.
Even Qiaoling in Baizhen Pavilion had her eyes on the spear. Some women from the pavilion came beside her and looked at them one by one.
"It seems nothing surprising, but the pattern of the gun body is more complicated, but it doesn't look like a talisman..."
"Is this the treasure given to him by the ancestor of the backing?" Several disciples of the sects around frowned after looking for a while. The young man in the gorgeous clothes holding a fan frowned. After a careful look, he sneered, and was about to let Zhou Kai, who was behind him approach.
At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from the Xicheng Gate not far away, which immediately attracted the gaze of the monks around him. Meng Hao also flashed his eyes, but soon frowned slightly. He saw more than a dozen monks in white clothes coming from the Xicheng Gate. Meng Hao looked familiar with these people. His clothes made him recognize at a glance that the other party was a sect disciple who was trying in the treasure mountain.
Seeing that these people stepped in from the West Gate, they accidentally blocked Meng Hao's exit, making Meng Hao frown even tighter, but they quickly slowed down, and his right hand quietly landed on the storage bag.
"There is a senior brother of the Ziyun Sect of the Southern Region. Sun Hua from Xiaqushui Sect. I have seen fellow Taoists." After seeing the group of white-clothed monks, the young man in the gorgeous clothes lit up his eyes and showed respect. He quickly clasped his fists and bowed.
As soon as he spoke, the other monks of Zhao State around him also showed respect and all clasped their fists to the group of white-clothed monks. They were all the leaders of various sects. They were usually high in Zhao State, but when they met the real disciples of the Southern Region, they immediately seemed to be shorter, and they all showed their longing attitude, very polite.
Moreover, in the past few days, they have received jade slips from their respective sects, reminding them that if they encounter this group of white-clothed disciples from the Ziyun Sect in the Southern Region, they must not provoke each other. At this moment, these people quickly heard the sound.
The white-clothed monks saw these disciples of Zhao as soon as they entered the city gate, but most of them didn't care or go to see each other. They were both worried, but at this moment they were called out of their identity. Two of them frowned and looked at them with impatience when they swept away, but at first glance they saw the iron spear piercing into the ground, and their feet were suddenly paused.
Chapter completed!