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Chapter Nineteen

Meng Hao opened his eyes and saw a boy who was excitedly caught by the fat man. The boy was pale and thin, short, and stood with the fat white little fat man in a very big contrast.

This young man Meng Hao knew one of the few people who were brought to the Koushan Sect with him, and then he was sent to other mountain servants with Wang Youcai.

He was originally a tiger-headed person, but now he looked dim and embarrassed, but there was a sense of ruthlessness between his eyebrows and eyes. Obviously, there were many memories in the Kuangshan Sect that made him unforgettable.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have dared to come to this open area if I had a layer of Qi Condensation.

"I've seen Senior Brother Meng." When the young man saw Meng Hao, he looked excited, but it quickly dissipated and he respectfully clasped his fists to Meng Hao.

"Just just entered the sect?" Meng Hao looked at the young man in front of him, thought of the scenes he had done, and sighed softly.

"It's been more than a month." The boy lowered his head.

"Where is Wang Youcai?"

"Dead." The boy looked numb, but when he said these two words, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

"Was Wang Youcai dead?" The fat man was stunned for a moment, and Meng Hao was silent.

"When we were in the mail, we were responsible for carrying water. My brother, who saw that I was young, mostly helped me carry it. Once, there was a gust of wind on the mountain road. He was blown off the cliff by the wind. I went to search for the body for two months, but I found nothing, only saw some broken bones... It must have been eaten by wild animals." The young man spoke.

The fat man looked sad, and Meng Hao sighed. The four people who went up the mountain together had heard that they had died in less than a year. He felt very uncomfortable, especially when he thought that Wang Wang, the carpenter shop, had only one son, and he felt even more uncomfortable.

"Xiaohu, please follow us in the future. With Meng Hao here, no one dares to bully you." The fat man patted the boy's thin shoulders with a sad look on his face.

"No need, I... am pretty good myself." The boy hesitated for a moment. Meng Hao could see his heartbeat, but soon the boy shook his head, rejected the little fat man's kindness, clasped his fists at Meng Hao and the little fat man, turned around and left Pingding Mountain.

"What's wrong with this person?" The fat man was stunned for a moment.

"Everyone has some secrets that he doesn't want outsiders to know. Maybe he has any luck, otherwise he wouldn't have a layer of Qi condensed and dare to come here." Meng Hao thoughtfully, looked at the boy's back as he quickly left, and spoke slowly.

"What secret can we still spy on it? This little tiger looks down on people." The fat man was upset. He had a straightforward personality and had no scheming. He felt that he was full of kindness and was so angry that the other party was like this.

In the southern region of the southern land, winter has always been short. In the blink of an eye, winter is passing, spring is blooming, and April of the year is coming, and Meng Hao has been in the Koushan Sect for a whole year.

In the low-level open area, with the cooperation of the little fat man, Meng Hao has accumulated a lot of spirit stones and many magic weapons. During this period, he often went to the barren mountains to find monsters. Only once did he find killing when approaching Black Mountain, but he found nothing else. The roaring sounds in Black Mountain became stronger, making Meng Hao dare not get close.

It was just a demon pill comparable to the third level of Qi Condensation. Even if Meng Hao copied a lot with a bronze mirror, he could not make any progress after his cultivation reached the middle of the fourth level of Qi Condensation. No matter how much pills he took, he would only make the spiritual energy pure.

If you encounter a bottleneck and find it difficult to break through, and if you fail to reach the fifth level, you will not be able to practice the Fengxing technique that makes Meng Hao quite moved.

On the contrary, with the help of Meng Hao, the little fat man arrived at the second level of Qi Condensation and felt that he was extremely majestic.

In April of this year, all the disciples of the fifth level of Qi Condensation in the outer sect were sent out by the sect, including Senior Sister Xu and Senior Brother Chen of the inner sect. When they returned, they each brought three or two young men, all of whom had few qualifications and became servants.

Once a year, this is the current rule of the Kushan Sect. Only in this way can the sect last for a long time.

The spring breeze blew across the earth, sent away the cold winter, welcomed the scorching sun, and looked forward to the autumn. It was October. During this period, two major events occurred in the Koushan Sect. The first major event was that except for the head of the sect who had rumored cultivation, there were only two foundation-building elders in the sect. One of them had exhausted his lifespan and died at the age of 150. After hearing this, Meng Hao found out that the person who sat in the sect was not the Great Elder Ouyang that day.

A monk can build a foundation to increase his life span and live to 150 years old. It seems very long, but in fact, it is extremely urgent for a monk. If he cannot make a pill, he can only watch his life span and his qi and blood decline in his later years.

If you can form elixirs, it will only double and your life will last for three hundred years.

With the transformation of a foundation-building elder, the overall strength of the Kuoshan Sect suddenly decreased greatly. It was already in the weak position of Zhao State, and now it is even more in danger. However, at this time, there were frequent cultivators of the foreign sects appearing around the Kuoshan Sect.

As if looking for something, the Kuoshan Sect even opened the mountain guard formation. Within a radius of hundreds of miles, it was all shrouded in this formation. A gust of wind and rain was about to come, like a heavy dark cloud, pressing above the Kuoshan Sect.

Most of the disciples of the foreign sect speculated about these abnormalities, and there were many well-informed people who got the incomplete news from somewhere, and gradually spread. It is said that the reason why this time attracted the attention of the Zhao cultivation world was somewhat related to the backing ancestor who disappeared four hundred years ago.

But few disciples of the outer sect know what the specific relationship is.

Over the past few days, Meng Hao's cultivation has always been stuck in the middle of the fourth level of Qi Condensation. He tried everything and had no effect at all. Gradually, Meng Hao also understood that this was a bottleneck.

"According to Senior Sister Xu, there will be bottlenecks when the peak of the fourth level of Qi Condensation hits the fifth level, but why is my bottleneck advanced... Could it be that it is related to the fact that there are too many demon pills I swallow?" Meng Hao sat cross-legged in the cave, frowned and pondered.

"If it is really a bottleneck, you need some elixirs that specifically break through the bottleneck, or high-level monster inner elixirs." Meng Hao sighed inwardly. He had a lot of spirit stones at this moment, but he lacked suitable elixirs. If he had elixirs in hand, he was sure that he could break through to the fifth level of Qi Condensation within a few days.

Meng Hao felt the tension in the backing sect during these days, and he was also in a crisis. Many disciples of the sect were worried on their faces on weekdays, and even the overall atmosphere was suppressed.

Only the fat man has always been happy and is more keen on the sound of the grocery store in Pingdingshan than Meng Hao. Even if Meng Hao doesn't go on weekdays, he will carry a big banner and go in and hawk.

Three more days passed, and the bell echoed on this day. On the day of the elixir of the month, when Meng Hao and the fat man came to the square, Meng Hao saw an old man in the golden robe in the sunset on the high platform of the stone pillar, as well as Senior Sister Xu and Senior Brother Chen behind the old man.

Seeing this scene, Meng Hao immediately felt his heart moving, and his eyes became a little hot.

"Uncle Shangguan has only appeared three times this year and a half. Each time he appears, a separate pill is sent out. My cultivation level is stuck in the fourth level of Qi Condensation for almost a year. If there are high-level pills..." Meng Hao could think of this, and most of the other disciples of the foreign sects around him guessed that they were immediately energetic. Of course, many of them were secretly thinking that they should not give the pills to themselves.

Especially since Meng Hao gave the elixir, the sect actually added another sect rule that the elixirs that were distributed separately were not allowed to be given to the inner disciples, which blocked the path of imitation for others.

"This... this is the Drought Spirit Pill!"

"It's actually a dry spirit pill again. I was released last year and this year it's another time. There is only one pill a year, which shows its preciousness!"

"If I get this pill, my cultivation level will definitely be able to break through!"

Soon, as the old man in the golden robe raised his right hand and exposed the purple elixir in his palm, a buzzing sound immediately came from the disciples of the outer sect.

Almost the moment the dry spirit pill appeared, a strong light suddenly appeared in Meng Hao's eyes. This was unprecedentedly so eager to obtain this pill. In his opinion, this was not a pill, but a hope for him to enter the fifth level of Qi Condensation.

He has been in the sect for a long time and has long known that among the disciples of the entire sect, Senior Sister Xu and Senior Brother Chen of the Nei Sect, both of whom are at the seventh level of Qi Condensation, and it is said that they are about to break through.

Below them was Wang Tengfei, who was stuck in the bottleneck at the peak of the sixth level of Qi Condensation. Even the Drought Spirit Pill has no effect on him. Apart from him, there is one person on the sixth level, which is Han Zong, the second strongest in the outer sect.

Meng Hao has seen this person twice, and he feels quite arrogant and arrogant. Now standing there, even when he sees the Drought Spirit Pill, he doesn't care at all. Obviously, he has many better elixirs and is disdainful.

As for the fifth level of Qi Condensation, there are only four people in the entire outer sect. These four people are the overlords of one side. They rarely see them on weekdays, and most of them are either in seclusion or in barren mountains.

There are not many people on the fourth floor, and there are only seven people, including Meng Hao. Below the fourth floor, they are regarded as ants.

"Okay, let's be quiet." Old Shangguan's voice echoed, as always, with strange pressure. However, compared with more than a year ago, Meng Hao no longer felt as strong as before. His eyes were bright and he showed decisiveness.

"I have been presiding on the release of elixirs in the past two years. I have always liked disciples who have just entered the sect for a while, because if my backing sect can be like this, the day of prosperity will not be long." Old Shangguan smiled and glanced at the people below. When he was about to throw the pills in his hand at the person who had already chosen, he suddenly saw the little fat man who was grinding his teeth with a flying sword beside Meng Hao, with a look of inattentive and making a cracking sound.

This little fat man was like a ball, and his teeth grinding action would be ridiculous whenever he saw it for the first time. Old Shangguan was stunned and immediately laughed.

"Forget it, I'll give you this pill." He said, raised his right hand and waved it. In a flash of purple light, the drought spirit pill went straight to the little fat man. The little fat man was obviously startled and subconsciously grabbed it in his hand. Then he immediately realized that he knew what was going on. His face suddenly changed drastically, almost screaming, his body trembled, his face pale, and he looked like he was about to cry.

"Why did I give it to me?"

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