It was also in the Alliance of Gods that when countless monks were searching for Meng Hao in the starry sky, there was a figure walking closer in the barrier between the Eighth Mountain and the Ninth Mountain.

With every step he took, the man's body would tremble, as if he was under great pressure. Along the way, he seemed to have walked for a long time. Until now, he gradually approached the eighth mountain from the ninth mountain.

"It's not far... It's a pity that with my current body, it's not easy to pass this barrier..." This figure is a young man with a handsome appearance, especially his eyes, which seem to contain stars and are full of depth.

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He is none other than...Ji Dongyang!!

"Meng Hao... in this eighth mountain and sea, this is where you and I... merge into one!" Ji Dongyang smiled strangely, with an expectant look on his face, and continued to walk forward with difficulty.

At the same time, outside the Alliance of Gods, a loud roar was heard from a group of floating meteorites. The meteorites collapsed one by one, and countless bones flew out of each meteorite.

The roaring sound continued, and soon, after all the meteorites here collapsed one by one, the white bones at this moment were already endless... You can see that among these white bones, there is a figure sitting cross-legged in meditation, wearing a black robe,

His long hair was flying, and he was a man. His body was thin, but there were terrible fluctuations moving inside his body.

When they scattered in all directions, the white bones around them seemed to be pulled together and instantly condensed together, turning into a huge white bone chair, making the man in black feel like he was sitting on this bone chair.

The remaining bones were combined with each other, and finally formed nine huge bone giants around the man.

Almost at the moment when these nine white-bone giant figures were formed, the eyes of the man in black suddenly opened and closed, and the power of cultivation in his body exploded. Under the surging energy and blood, a mark appeared between his eyebrows.

He is none other than the Eighth Mountain Sequence, Han Qinglei!

The moment he opened his eyes, the surrounding starry sky immediately distorted, and soon, figures seemed to appear from the void one by one, kneeling in front of Han Qinglei.

Looking at it, there were dozens of such figures. When they all knelt down and worshiped, they all sent messages one after another, telling Han Qinglei everything that happened in the Eighth Mountain and Sea during the period of seclusion.

Han Qinglei's face was expressionless as he listened to the voices of those figures, but soon, his eyes shrank and he looked sharply at a figure kneeling there.

"You mean Meng Hao?" As soon as Han Qinglei's voice came out, the surrounding starry sky immediately roared, and his eyes were like lightning, menacing.

The monk he was looking at trembled and stopped transmitting sound, instead he began to whisper.

"According to the news from the Celestial God Alliance, all clues indicate that the person who destroyed the Black Soul Dao was Meng Hao... This judgment is also based on the Rufeng Realm sect given by the young master before. Therefore, the Celestial God Alliance also

I would like to ask the young master to come over and verify it."

Han Qinglei was silent. He slowly closed his eyes, and the scenes in the Rufeng Realm appeared in his mind, from the first contact with Meng Hao until he was killed, and then in the final battle, he was saved by Meng Hao.

Although not a long time has passed, when I look back at it now, I am frightened by how dangerous it is in Rufeng Realm.

"This guy actually came to the Eighth Mountain and Sea..." A smile appeared on Han Qinglei's face unconsciously. He had no hatred for Meng Hao, but only competition.

"Being hunted and hunted by monks from the Alliance of Gods... As a Sequence, he can bear it, but I can't bear it!" A cold light flashed in Han Qinglei's eyes. The pride of the Sequence was not well understood by outsiders. In Han Qinglei's eyes, Meng Hao

It can be defeated, it can fall, but it must be caused by the actions between the sequences.

As for outsiders hunting around him, he couldn't accept it.

While snoring coldly, Han Qinglei raised his right hand and slapped the bone chair. Immediately, the seat roared, turned into a white light, and rushed forward.

"Enter the Alliance of Gods!" When Han Qinglei's voice came out, the figures hiding in the starry sky spread out one by one, followed closely, and the group headed straight for the Alliance of Gods.

At the same time, because the monks of the Celestial God Alliance searched extensively within the Celestial God Alliance to no avail, gradually, the talented people from various sects in the Celestial God Alliance also went out to participate in the search.

Among them, headed by the Daozi of Tianshen Dao, I searched around and found that these geniuses, like those in the Ninth Mountain and Sea, were all future strong men cultivated by their respective sects at great cost and resources. Each one of them had abilities beyond their own.

The combat power of cultivation.

And in order to prevent these people from perishing in the experience, even if these people have reached the ancient realm, there are still guardians following them to protect the Tao and protect them to the Tao realm!

Suddenly, the entire Celestial God Alliance was turbulent, as if a huge whirlpool appeared in the Celestial God Alliance, attracting monks from all directions and gathering together.

Compared with the changing color of the sky outside, Meng Hao at this moment is enjoying a rare comfort. This kind of comfort has never been experienced even in the Eastern Land of Nantian Star. Now he seems to have really forgotten his identity as a monk.

, forgetting the pursuit and search from the outside world, and immersed himself wholeheartedly in the scholars.

In the inn in that county town, Meng Hao read a book under an oil lamp, smiling from time to time and shaking his head from time to time, as if he was reading with joy.

Occasionally he would stand up, pick up a pen, and write on the side, just like a scholar, as if he had returned to Daqingshan back then.

"There are still half a month before the scientific examination..." At midnight, Meng Hao blew out the light and lay on the bed, looking sideways at the starry sky outside the window. The surroundings were quiet, except for the faint sound of snoring here and there.

In large and small counties, they are happening one after another.

"I didn't pass the exam back then. I'm going to give it a try this time." With nostalgia and emotion for the past, Meng Hao sighed softly. When he raised his right hand, an incense burner that had been sealed layer by layer appeared in his hand.

Inside the incense burner, there is Chu Yuyan's soul, but this soul is not complete. Instead, most of it has dissipated, leaving only the remnant soul...

This residual soul is not enough to resurrect Chu Yuyan... Even if she is sent to reincarnation, due to the incompleteness of her soul, from now on, she will no longer be herself, but will become a part of someone reincarnated in the future.

Meng Hao could not accept such a result.

"There are always other ways!" Meng Hao closed his eyes, and his body's cultivation continued to heal.

Morning came quickly. Meng Hao packed his bags in the inn and led the little donkey. Amid the laughter and blessings of the waiters in the inn, Meng Hao rode the donkey, took the book, and left the county town. From here to the nearest

There are still seven days left in the capital city.

Meng Hao was not in a hurry. He rode a donkey and walked on the official road. He rested at night and walked in the morning. Day and night, he looked at the scenery around him, passing by villages and occasionally walking in the fields. His mind

Unknowingly, it felt like I was being washed and felt a lot calmer.

In the sky, rainbows were flying back and forth more and more frequently. In the starry sky, the monks looking for Meng Hao gradually became anxious. They had been searching for so long, but they could not find even the slightest trace.

We can only send more people, and even the power of divine consciousness will occasionally scan the Luohe planet. However, the Alliance of Gods is too big, and it is not easy to find someone in it.

The duration of the blockade has gradually reached a critical point, and there has even been a backlash within the Celestial Alliance, which believes that it is not appropriate to find someone to block the alliance for so long.

The Black Soul Ancestor was unwilling to give in and gritted his teeth and went to Tianshen Dao. When he left, the old man from Tianshen Dao who issued the order to arrest Meng Hao sat cross-legged and meditated, and his consciousness spread out. It was clear that he wanted to use his own consciousness to

With the help of the power of the gods, go across the entire alliance of gods to find Meng Hao.

It's just that for him, the Alliance of Gods is too big. This kind of search also takes time and consumes a lot of money. If the Heavenly Soul Ancestor hadn't paid a sufficient price, he wouldn't have helped.

As time passed, Meng Hao's journey was calm for a monk, but full of dangers for a mortal. He encountered bandits.

They were a group of bandits who had just looted a caravan. While they were burning, killing, raping, and looting, Meng Hao happened to pass by. He looked at the bandits, and the bandits looked at him, and then laughed.

"What a scholar with tender skin and tender flesh, he is mine!" A big man laughed, and he walked towards Meng Hao with a sinister smile as he stepped forward, with a lustful glint in his eyes.

Meng Hao frowned. He discovered how people from the Eighth Mountain and Sea could have such a weird hobby. Seeing the big man approaching, Meng Hao sighed softly and looked up at the sky. When he lowered his head, he snorted coldly.

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This cold snort could not be heard by outsiders, but it fell in the ears of these robbers like thunder. In an instant, everyone spurted out blood and fell down one by one in a daze.

There was no death, just a coma. Meng Hao did not use any magic. This cold snort was completely made with sound using the power of his body. Then Meng Hao got off the donkey, picked up a knife on the ground, and walked over one by one.

Each of these unconscious robbers received a knife.

Then he slowly rode the donkey, amidst the donkey's impatience, towards the distance. A few days later, a huge city appeared in front of him.

This is the imperial capital of the empire here.

The scientific expedition that Meng Hao is looking forward to will also start here in a few days.

A few days passed quickly. On this day, the scientific examination began, and the entire capital was extremely lively. Students from all over the place gathered here and entered the examination room one by one.

Meng Hao was among them. He had left the donkey in the inn. He straightened his clothes, coughed dryly, and looked solemn. He followed the candidates one after another, and under the sharp eyes of an adult in the court, he checked whether there were any hidden cheating materials.

Finally, he walked into the house.

He was the only one in the house, with a table with pen and ink on it, and unopened exam questions. Meng Hao washed his hands in the wooden basin nearby. After taking a deep breath, he sat down when a bell echoed.

I sat on the chair, opened the paper, and looked at it with a smile on my face.

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