It was quiet outside the fighting arena. The hundreds of disciples of the Sword Sect here were all shocked. They all looked at Meng Hao. Their expressions were filled with disbelief, and a strong sense of fear gradually appeared in their eyes.

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In the world of cultivation, only the strong are respected. Although Meng Hao was in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, the sight of him so cleanly defeating the Great Perfection cultivator in the later stage of Foundation Establishment immediately created a strong impression. While it turned into fear, Meng Hao also

Earned respect.

No one spoke, and the people here watched Meng Hao walk out of the fighting arena, looking at his face that seemed a little shy at the moment, and returned to Chen Fan.

Chen Fan stared at Meng Hao dumbfounded. After a while, a smile appeared on his face and he gradually started laughing. Perhaps his laughter broke the peace of the place and immediately caused an uproar.

"Who is this person!"

"He actually defeated the Foundation Establishment Dzogchen in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. This kind of cultivation and this kind of combat power are definitely not unknown!"

"Is this... still comparable to other Taoist disciples? The magical power he used just now, I have the impression that it is Qingyun Jiubai of Qingluo Sect..."

When the discussion echoed, Zhou Shanyue's face turned pale, and he staggered back a few steps. When he suddenly raised his head, he stared at Meng Hao. This was the first time that he looked at Meng Hao so seriously. In the past, he looked at Meng Hao.

In the past, Chen Fan was what he needed to care about the most, but now, his eyes revealed strong resentment and anger.

"You despicable and shameless guy, you are cheating!!"

"You clearly know your own abilities, but you pretend to be weak and avoid fighting several times. You are just waiting for this time!!"

"You are extremely despicable and shameless!!" As Zhou Shanyue gritted his teeth, a middle-aged man surnamed Li also walked out of the fighting arena with a pale face. Hearing Zhou Shanyue's words, he smiled bitterly and looked at Meng Hao with a look in his eyes.

It's complicated and also full of resentment.

How could he still not understand at this moment that everything he did before was done deliberately by the other party. However, he thought he had control of the situation, but in fact, he was severely slapped by the other party.

Especially when he thought that the spiritual stones in his bet were not his own, but were borrowed from fellow disciples around him, and some interest would have to be paid when returning them. Thinking of this, the monk surnamed Li turned even paler.

Meng Hao coughed dryly and said something shyly.

"You insist on competing with me." After saying this, Zhou Shanyue trembled and was about to leave with a flick of his sleeves. As for the protective jade, he had already held it in his hand, and he obviously wanted to break his promise.

"Junior brother Zhou, the stakes are small, but the reputation of Yi Jian Sect is big. You are going to regret it!" Chen Fan snorted coldly. He spoke lightly, and as soon as he spoke, all the Yi Jian Sect monks around him looked at Zhou.

mountains.

They are disciples of the Yijian Sect. They may not be as skilled as others, but the principles of life are that they must abide by it from the moment they step into the sect, and they must do what they say.

Zhou Shanyue was stared at by hundreds of fellow disciples, his expression changed several times, and finally he stamped his feet fiercely, endured the heartache of dripping blood, threw out the protective jade, sent out another drop of blood, and his body turned into a rainbow in a flash.

Gone away in an instant.

Before leaving, he gave Meng Hao a hard look. The anger and aggrievedness in his eyes would make him kill Meng Hao more than a hundred times if he could kill someone.

Meng Hao coughed dryly. This kind of look was familiar to him and he was used to it. At this moment, he looked eagerly at the storage bag in front of the middle-aged man named Li, which contained hundreds of thousands of spiritual stone bets.

The monk surnamed Li looked pale. He couldn't imagine how he would repay those spiritual stones in the sect in the future. Especially when he thought about the hundreds of creditors he had, he felt his eyes darken.

Chen Fan unceremoniously went up and took away the storage bag. The monk surnamed Li wanted to stop him, but he could only laugh miserably. When Chen Fan was about to come back, Meng Hao coughed again.

"Senior brother, there is also a sword worth tens of thousands of spirit stones." How could Meng Hao forget this? With how much he cares about spirit stones and his dream when he first entered the sect, he can forget the rest, but the spirit stones are absolutely

Can't forget.

"Where's the sword?" Upon hearing this, Chen Fan immediately looked at the middle-aged man named Li, whose face was pale at the moment, and raised his right hand and lowered it in front of him.

The middle-aged man surnamed Li had a bitter look on his face and silently took out a sword. His heart was already shaking, as if it was being torn apart. When the sword was taken away by Chen Fan, it was as if his true love had been taken away...

He raised his head and stared at Meng Hao, his hatred getting deeper and deeper.

"Extremely shameless!!" He gritted his teeth, flicked his sleeves, turned around and left quickly. He couldn't stay here any longer.

Chen Fan snorted coldly, took the bet loot, and hurriedly left with Meng Hao. It wasn't until they returned to the house that the two of them smiled.

"Junior brother, we made a profit this time, but don't do this next time. It was very dangerous, and you have to be careful of their revenge." Chen Fan warned with a serious look.

Meng Hao nodded, knowing that Chen Fan cared about him.

"Senior brother, I will take these spiritual stones. As for this jade pendant, you can keep it." Meng Hao said with a smile.

"I don't need it here, you take it, listen to senior brother, you take all these. Senior brother has a sect here after all, everything is enough. As for this jade pendant... So, you take it with you first, and wait for the master to come out of seclusion.

I suggest you return it, after all, we will all be the same sect from now on." Chen Fan thought for a moment before speaking.

Meng Hao persuaded a few more words, but seeing that Chen Fan was very firm, he did not refuse. After putting away the bets, Chen Fan took out the wine. The two senior brothers drank wine while talking about the patron sect.

Time passed quickly, and a few days later, Chen Fan's master still had not left seclusion, but there were not many days until the Song family's banquet. On this day, in the early morning, the sound of bells echoed through the Yi Jian Sect.

At the foot of the mountain of Yijian Sect, there is an area that is usually forbidden to disciples. At this moment, there are several figures flying in from all around.

Meng Hao was among them, led by Chen Fan, and stepped into this place.

As soon as he approached, Meng Hao saw a huge formation on the ground, with nine huge stone pillars erected around it. Not far away, there was an old man in gray robes, sitting cross-legged, motionless.

"That's the guardian elder, who specializes in guarding this sect's large formation that can teleport over long distances." Chen Fan said in a low voice. Meng Hao nodded, looked away, looked at the formation, and then looked around.

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In addition to him and Chen Fan, there were three other people here. These three people were all wearing Taoist robes from the Yi Sword Sect and carrying large swords on their backs. When Meng Hao looked at them, the eyes of these three people also fell on Meng Hao, slightly

nod.

Meng Hao smiled, cupped his fists and bowed, and the three of them also smiled.

They didn't speak to each other, but Meng Hao could already tell that these three people knew about him. It was obviously his battle with the monk named Li that made him somewhat famous in the Yijian Sect these days.

It didn't take long, and people came whistling one after another. After about a stick of incense, there were seventeen or eight people here. None of them were very old. The oldest ones were only around thirty, and the younger ones looked like they were twenty.

Get ahead.

All of them are in high spirits and good-looking. In terms of cultivation, they are all in the foundation building stage, and there are actually two people who are in the late stage of foundation building.

Most of the disciples of the Yijian Sect who came here glanced at Meng Hao, some nodded, and some simply ignored him after looking at him.

"Elder Fan will be here soon and will take us to the Song family in this formation. Don't be rude then. When we go to the Song family this time, senior brother will try to get you a Taoist companion." Chen Fan spoke in a low voice and finally said,

He smiled, but his expression was serious.

Meng Hao was stunned. This was the second time Chen Fan mentioned this matter. Meng Hao always felt that this trip to the Song family was a bit mysterious.

Not long after, a long rainbow with a width of several feet came from the distance. It appeared in front of everyone at a very fast speed. It was an old man, wearing a loose robe, with a reddish complexion and white hair.

His hair was swaying, he was holding a wine gourd in his hand, and behind his back was a big black sword.

This man had rosacea, and as soon as he got close to it, he smelled of wine and even burped. His loose robes were also wrinkled and looked very sloppy.

"Disciple pays homage to Elder Fan!" Chen Fan and the others immediately clasped their fists and bowed to the old man. Meng Hao also bowed his head and bowed with clasped fists.

"Okay, you little brats, let's see who is lucky this time and can marry that girl from the Song family and bring glory to our Sword Sect..." The old man's voice was very loud and echoed when he spoke.

All around, Meng Hao felt as if the earth was shaking.

As for the words "Guangzong Yaozu", they were even louder and louder. The old man in gray robe not far away also opened his eyes and shook his head helplessly. He seemed to think that these four words were inappropriate, but he didn't say anything.

"This is definitely not a pill-forming monk..." Meng Hao took a deep breath. He had seen the old monster Yuanying before. Looking at this old man now, no matter how he looked at him, he felt that he... was Yuanying!

"Elder Fan, he is the younger brother of my old sect. This time..." Chen Fan quickly took a few steps forward, clasped his fists and bowed again, and spoke when he raised his head.

"I know, this little thing doesn't matter. Remember to bring me a few more jars of your master's wine." The old man waved his hand, patted Chen Fan on the shoulder, glanced at Meng Hao, and walked straight to the formation.

Go within the law.

"Senior brother, the Song family is..." Meng Hao hesitated and spoke in a low voice.

"Song Ji is looking for a son-in-law and invites the five sects and two clans. Junior brother, if you are smarter this time, you might be able to succeed. If you do, both the Yijian Sect and the Song family will be the foundation of your cultivation!" Chen Fan quickly said

He said in a loud voice, pulling Meng Hao into the formation.

Meng Hao hesitated for a moment.

"Use skin jelly to change your appearance. There are people from the Sword Sect around, so it's not convenient. That's all. I'll find an excuse to leave first when I get to the Song family." Meng Hao made up his mind.

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