He was in seclusion for twenty-eight years and had not left the cave.

As soon as he walked out, Wang Hao took a deep breath and felt a long-lost familiarity. He walked towards Xing Cliff and saw many disciples of Yao Du Peak along the way, basically all of whom were new. It is estimated that he was a new disciple who was getting started in these years.

He did not know these new disciples, and the same was true for these new disciples, and they could not recognize the senior brother in charge of this lineage.

To be precise, advanced foundation building has become the real person in charge of this lineage.

Wang Hao didn't care. These new disciples did not come forward to salute as soon as possible. The real person is now introverted, and in the eyes of the new disciples, he is outstanding and there is nothing special about other aspects.

He came all the way to Xing Cliff. Here, Wang Hao encountered a blocking road.

"The forbidden area of ​​the ancestor's bedroom, idle people are not allowed to approach!"

Six or seven Qi training disciples were on the periphery, strictly obeying their duties, and ordered Wang Hao to leave. Wang Hao touched his chin, considering whether to show his identity so that the children could know who they were talking to. It happened that someone came to help.

"Hundred Flying Immortal Master!"

Several maids came. The beautiful woman in the leader saw Wang Hao, and was full of surprise and bowed with her face.

Baiyue Immortal Master! There is only one single Yaodu Peak, the only disciple of the ancestor, and his vein is in charge of the real person.

"Greetings to the master of the matter!"

The Qi training disciples looked frightened and hurriedly bowed to the ground.

"All up!"

Wang Hao waved his sleeves and said in a harmonious voice: "I am going to pay homage to the ancestors. I don't need to protect you here, so I will retreat!"

"Abide by the order!"

All the Qi training disciples took the order and left. After walking away, they scolded Wang Hao's disciple, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and whispered to their companions: "Our master, the chief official, seems to be quite gentle and has no airs!"

"You dare to talk about the big real person behind your back, you don't want to live!"

"Let's go back quickly and report to Master!"

After Wang Hao ordered these Qi training disciples to evacuate, he looked at the beautiful woman who had "rescued" him for a while, and suddenly said, "You are... Xiaomei!"

"It's my servant!" The beautiful woman smiled.

Of course, Wang Hao remembered the other party. The little maid who followed Grandma Jin back then was steady and meticulous, and was always valued by Grandma Jin. After the old man passed away, the master asked her to take over as the position of sergeant supervisor.

In a blink of an eye, nearly thirty years have passed. Time flies, things have changed. The little maid has become a middle-aged beauty.

Wang Hao felt a feeling in his heart and asked with interest: "Xiaomei, I remember that before I went into seclusion, my master seemed to point you a marriage and sent someone to send you back to Black Stone City... Why are you back now?"

"I grew up in the Immortal Sect since I was a child. The Immortal Master Wuxia and Grandma Jin have been taking good care of me... I have been back for a few years of ordinary life. Now that my children have grown up, I have no worries, so I think about coming back to the Immortal Sect and asking someone to ask the Immortal Master Shifang, and I am back now!" Xiaomei said about her experiences over the years, perhaps because she was old and her words were a bit nagging. But Wang Hao was not bored. On the contrary, she listened with relish and interjected from time to time to ask about the other party's children's situation.

"I've got married three years ago, and I'm left with two daughters. I guess I'm going to get married in the past two years!" Xiaomei's eyebrows and eyes were all smiling when talking about her children. Wang Hao's heart was bright. The other party deliberately mentioned her children and took the initiative to ask for something.

"Does children have spiritual roots?" Wang Hao asked with a smile.

Xiaomei felt a little embarrassed, and Qiqiai Ai said, "I have...just..."

"It's just that the spiritual roots are too poor and they are not qualified to enter the Immortal Gate."

Wang Hao said it on behalf of the other party, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Let's do this, if your little Jurchen has the intention of cultivating immortals and admiring the Tao, I will go back to say hello to the Foreign Affairs Hall and recruit you into the Immortal Sect... In the future, you will practice hard and practice hard, and even if you don't have much achievements, you can still be named an immortal master!"

"Thank you, Master Baiyue!" Xiaomei was overjoyed and thanked her.

"A mere trivial matter is not worth mentioning!"

Wang Hao laughed. Then he left and walked straight towards the Star Cliff Hall. The reason why he was willing to help was very simple. Seeing Xiaomei reminded him of the old man who treated him as much as his grandson. The ruthless and affectionate person in the Immortal Sect was affectionate. The little thoughts in his heart, or gratitude, made him, the chief official, interfere in a trivial matter.

But for some reason, I feel very comfortable!

When he came to the outside of the main hall, Wang Hao took a closer look and found that there were many restrictions and there was no sign of opening it. Obviously, the master was still in seclusion.

"Master, my disciple has come out of seclusion and his cultivation has increased slightly, so I will only practice sloppyly until the late stage of foundation building!"

Wang Hao informed him that he was still very proud. In less than thirty years, he not only successfully built the foundation, but also cultivated to the late stage of building the foundation. Looking at the speed of the entire Seven Secretariat Sect, he may also be at the forefront.

If his fellow disciples knew that his immortal cultivation was entirely based on taking the true spirit fruit, and he would have spent countless spirit stones to sleep in one sleep, he would be shocked to death.

If the ancestors of the sect know about this, they will definitely roar and scold them. The prince will conquer the heavenly things and should kill them!

Wang Hao disagreed. Although the true spirit fruit is a hundred times more precious than the innate spiritual creature, he does not lack it. As long as there are a few more spiritual fog tides in the mountains and sea realms, he can continue to harvest.

The master did not respond. Wang Hao did not stay, and planned to leave the sect first and go to Black Stone City for a walk. However, just as he was about to control the escape light, a strong sense of vibration suddenly came from the ground beneath his feet.

Immediately afterwards, the spiritual energy around the world was violent and irritable, as if attracted by a great force, and they all gathered in a certain direction.

"Someone is going to break through!"

Of course, Wang Hao would not think that the Seven Secret Sect Mountain Gate was attacked. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth was manic, and even the peaks of the Seven Clans were shocked. This person who broke through was very unusual.

Curious in his heart, his body suddenly rose by more than ten feet. Looking into the distance, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth seemed to be summoned within the entire Seven Secretariat Sect Mountain Gate, and all gathered to the main peak of Lingyun.

In just a moment, the spiritual clouds condensed and formed above the main peak of Lingyun, with a radius of thousands of miles. The momentum was huge, enough to shake the entire Seven Secretariat Sect.

In the seven mountains, countless monks rose up in the air, watching the main peak to generate strange phenomena.

At most half a stick of incense is spent. The thousand-mile spiritual clouds rotate to form a funnel-shaped cloud layer. The bottom reaches a certain location at the main peak, and then it is like a long whale sucking water, and it is all absorbed.

The spiritual clouds disappeared, and turned into five rays of rays of light, rushing straight into the sky.

The red, yellow, blue, gold and blue, and five rays of rays of rays of rays have their own colors. They rotate in the air and turn into five-color clouds, radiating a majestic and powerful air like the sea, instantly covering the entire Seven-Secret Sect.

"The five energys return to the original world!"

"There are people who have advanced to the Nascent Soul on the Main Peak!"

Wang Hao looked surprised. Unexpectedly, he encountered such a grand event as soon as he left the seclusion. Advancement to the Nascent Soul and promotion to the Daojun is a great event for any sect.

Looking again, the clouds transformed by the five innate energy enveloped the entire peak of the main peak. Then a figure appeared, with a tall figure, purple robe, and a blurry appearance, but it was felt that this person was definitely not the head sect Ziyang Zhenjun.

This person seems to appear, but in fact he is just a illusion of soul, and his true body is still somewhere. But after this phantom of soul appears, it reveals a powerful air compressor and makes a clear sound of roaring.

Invisible sound waves swept through, spreading from far to near.

"It's a breakthrough, what a ghost is calling me!"

Seeing this, Wang Hao frowned. He was a little dissatisfied with the people who broke through. Seizing the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth is nothing, and it is understandable to advance. It would be wrong for you to scream. The scream may have no effect on the disciples of the sect, but the slaughter and mortal bodies within the Seven Secretariat Sect will definitely be affected.

In mild cases, hearing loss can occur, and in severe cases, the eardrum can penetrate through, which will cause serious damage.

Fortunately, each family seems to have guard against it. The whistling sound and the noise waves spread. The seven veins of the Seven Secretariat Sects and the mountains rise from one after another, turning into shields to block the sound waves.

The Medicine Poison Peak is no exception. The formation of this meridian is opened and the spiritual shield is formed instantly.

At the same time, two figures suddenly appeared not far away from Wang Hao.

"Two uncles, who is this guy?"

The visitor was the two Jindan true lords, Poison Crow Wood Ghost. With Wang Hao's current cultivation and status, it is etiquette to change his words to Master Uncle.

When the poisonous crow Mu Ghost saw him, he smiled and nodded. Then he was about to speak, and someone gave a reply first.

"Lingyun Main Peak, Wei Wuya!"

The fragrant wind came. A crisp and nice figure sounded from behind. Wang Hao knew without looking at it, and his master was also alarmed and came out of seclusion.

"Meet Master!"

"Greetings to the Peak Lord!"

Wang Hao and the poisonous crow wood ghost came forward to see him. The visitor was Nie Wuxia, wearing a light blue Taoist robe and simple clothes. He fell into Wang Hao's eyes. He hadn't seen him for nearly 30 years. His master's peerless appearance has not been reduced by half, but he has made his temperament more outstanding.

"Master, what do you mean...but another disciple of the sect's 'Wu' generation?" Wang Hao was very interested in asking questions. The Seven Secret Sect has only two disciples of the 'Wu' generation, and they are called the Twin Prides. One is his master, and the other has never met. It is probably because he is breaking through and promoting the Nascent Soul Daojun.

"Yes." Nie Wuxia nodded slightly, looked at the main peak of Lingyun, with five-colored glows lingering above her head, and a figure standing proudly between heaven and earth, as if it was like a god-like person, and her delicate face showed a look of yearning.

Wang Hao saw it in his eyes, and felt inexplicably savored, and muttered in a low voice: "It's just that he was promoted to Taoist lord, and the noise was so loud that each company opened the magic array to protect..."

"You kid, you like to speak without any restraint!"

Nie Wuxia glanced at him, "The sect has its own rules. Daojun Ancestor, don't argue!"

"Disciple knows the mistake!" Wang Hao said right and wrong.

Nie Wuxia knew that she loved her disciples and didn't say much, but began to ask about her practice.

"Baiyun, you will be very happy to be your master if you have reached the late stage of foundation building in less than 30 years!"

"This is all the master's teachings are well-instructed!"

Wang Hao was very humble, but he received praise from his master and was full of compliment.

"Can there be a breakthrough in the Dao Realm?" Nie Wuxia asked in a voice transmission.

Wang Hao was stunned, with a look of pride and a little embarrassed, and said stutteringly: "This... the disciple has not yet been able to understand the realm of Tao!"

Before he finished speaking, a bad gaze stared at him. Wang Hao knew without guessing, and the master was very angry. Although the Taoist realm was unique to the Jindan True Lord, if he opened the heavenly veins, the foundation-building realm could also understand it. For the Qi Practice God Realm to be promoted to the foundation-building realm, under normal circumstances, after practicing for three or five years, you can get a glimpse of the Taoist realm.

The four hidden meridians are all connected, and their cultivation reaches the late stage of foundation building, but they are unable to understand the realm of Tao... Wang Hao knows that Master must be scolding in his heart, Baihuo, you are useless!

"I haven't achieved my practice, and I still have the intention to watch the fun!"

The master stared at him with a cold look. The first reaction was that Wang Hao bowed and then turned around and left.
Chapter completed!