"Master Wu knows!"

"you do not know!"

"Ah ah ah, let you know how powerful the ancient fairy bird is!" The parrot's eyes turned green, its dignity was provoked, it spoke sharply, and suddenly flapped its wings. Suddenly, a stray light appeared on its body, which spread in an instant and merged into it instantly.

The entire low mountain.

The next moment, when these lights shrank, they seemed to have brought something back from the low mountain. When they condensed together, they suddenly turned into a ball of blue-black soil the size of a fist.

"Did you see it? This is the secret of this black land. It was only made in this mountain by the Fifth Master!" Parrot said in a sharp voice with an arrogant look on his face.

Pi Jian stood aside, dumbfounded and extremely quiet. It seemed that he was suddenly enlightened at this moment, but soon he became curious again.

"What the hell is this?" Pi Jiang rolled his eyes, thinking of Meng Hao's words before and the parrot's crazy look, and immediately felt a little excited.

"This piece of shit, old bird, you are just fooling people, you don't know anything at all!" Pijiang said quickly.

The parrot looked at Pi Jiang with contempt. This time, there was no reaction like before, which made Pi Jiang stunned for a moment.

Meng Hao's eyes flashed slightly, staring at the purple-green soil. He didn't feel anything strange about it, it seemed very ordinary.

"How dare you say that you know everything about a lump of soil that you picked up from nowhere?" Meng Hao said lightly. He had discovered that this parrot seemed... a little afraid of being provoked.

Although Pi Jiang had just used this method and it had no effect, Meng Hao decided to try it again.

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the parrot's miscellaneous feathers stood up, green light appeared in its eyes, and white air appeared on the top of its head, as if it felt that its dignity had been seriously slighted, which the proud bird could not bear.

It seems that it doesn't care about Pi Jiang's words. But only in Meng Hao's case, it can't stand the slightest stimulation.

"How dare you look down on the Fifth Master? The Fifth Master is an ancient immortal bird. There is nothing that I don't know, including mountains, seas, and sky. Who doesn't believe in the Fifth Master and have eternal life! Listen to the Fifth Master, this is the soil of immortal knowledge!"

"Many years ago, a powerful person drew a talisman in the starry sky and threw it down. The original intention was to seal the star. But in the end, it was blocked by someone. After the talisman entered the star,

Burned to ashes.

But this great power has reached the sky, so the runes contain his magical power. Even if it turns into ashes, it still has the power of the immortal family. The ashes scattered on the earth. It fell here.

That's why this land turned black, because the land here contains the ashes of the burning runes!"

"And as an ancient fairy bird, I saw this scene with my own eyes, how can I admit my mistake!" The parrot was furious and immediately spoke sharply. Meng Hao listened to these words. His eyes suddenly shrank, and he was shocked in his heart.

Meng Hao would never easily believe a monk who could draw a rune in the starry sky and seal the power of a star. If he were in front of the Cave of Rebirth, Meng Hao would never believe it easily, but he had seen it with his own eyes.

This kind of powerful person already has some understanding.

At this moment, he took a deep breath and looked at the angry look of the parrot, feeling 70 to 80% sure in his heart.

"It is amazing to be able to draw the power of sealing a star. But in the end, the rune was interfered with by someone and could not be sealed. Instead, it burned to form ink... So who is this interference person?" Meng

Hao was silent. What suddenly came to his mind was the word "season".

"It's illusory and misty. This story is good, but who knows whether it's true or not." Meng Hao was already convinced in his heart, but there was no change on his face and he still spoke calmly.

The parrot became even more angry. It flew around wildly in the cave for several times, looked at Meng Hao fiercely, suddenly opened its mouth, spit out a green light, and headed straight for Meng Hao.

The speed was so fast that before Meng Hao could dodge, the green light blended into the center of his eyebrows and turned into a message, imprinted in his mind.

The message was about hundreds of words long and very complicated, but once Meng Hao took a look at it, he immediately seemed to understand that this was a kind of pupil technique.

"Look at this technique! This is the mark of immortality. It can be learned without any need for enlightenment!" Parrot stared at Meng Hao, as if he would never give up if he could not make Meng Hao think that what he said was right.

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Meng Hao closed his eyes. When he opened them after a moment, the pupil of his right eye shrank for an instant, just slightly. Meng Hao suddenly felt that the cultivation in his body was quickly withdrawn by his right eye.

It seemed that his entire body was about to wither in an instant. Meng Hao was shocked in his heart. Suddenly, a trace of the immortal spiritual energy in his body separated at this moment, and went straight to Meng Hao's right eye, instantly integrating into it.

Meng Hao's right eye was stinging directly, tears were left, and his vision was vaguely blurry. When everything became clear, he suddenly realized that the world in his right eye seemed different, but he couldn't describe the details.

Then his eyes fell directly on the purple-green soil.

Upon seeing this, Meng Hao's mind immediately shook. He could faintly see that there was a trace of golden aura rising from the soil, condensing one incomplete and weak rune after another in the air. These runes

They were all golden, and they exuded a strong pressure that only Meng Hao could feel at this moment.

Under this pressure, these runes seemed to turn into little golden figures one after another, raising their right hands towards nothingness and drawing something.

There was only a trace of this coercion, but it was this trace that made Meng Hao's mind roar and his spiritual consciousness became unstable for an instant. He closed his eyes suddenly, blocked his vision, and dispersed his eye skills, but even so, he still looked pale.

, it took him a long time to recover, and when he opened his eyes, his right eye was already bloodshot.

"You can feel it. The Fifth Master knows everything. This is just the soil that contains a little bit of the will of the rune. If you really encounter the real ashes that the immortal rune turned into back then, it won't be as simple as being in a trance. You will die if you look at it.

!

Moreover, although there is not particularly much such mud in the entire black earth, there is still a lot.

Looking at the world, there are not many people who can feel the extraordinaryness of this soil. Among these people, there are even fewer people who can see the will of the immortal talisman with your own eyes like you. If it weren't for the immortal here, otherwise it would not be preserved to this day.

Once this soil leaves here, it will become wasteland. In addition, I am telling you a secret. If you have great opportunities and good fortune, you can collect more of this soil here, and maybe you can understand the power of that powerful person.

Runes and magical powers. Now you can shout, "Believe in the Fifth Master and you will have eternal life. When the Fifth Master comes out, who can compete with you!"

This sentence was said by countless people many years ago!" Parrot said proudly, looking at Meng Hao's pale face at this moment. He felt more and more powerful, and became even more arrogant.

"What a powerful aura... Just such a small ball of soil has such amazing power, and looking at the entire Mo soil, I don't know how many such soils exist..." Meng Hao ignored the parrot and took a deep breath at this moment.

His eyes shone brightly.

He thought of the voice of the ancient demon sealing jade.

"The Immortal of the Nine Mountains, the top of a stroke, the talisman of all living things, destroys the sky... This power melts the earth, transforms the death, and absorbs the demons. Here... you can practice... the sealing technique!"

Meng Hao's eyes flashed. The Fengzheng Technique and how to practice it already existed in his mind. He had always healed his wounds before and had no time to understand it. At this moment, Meng Hao looked at the ball of soil thoughtfully.

Time passed, and another half a month passed. Parrot and Pi Jiang no longer knew where they were, and they were no longer in this cave. During these days, the pair of enemies went out from time to time, and Pi Jiang targeted Parrot almost every day, but often in the cave.

After a few words from the parrot, the skin shrank immediately.

Meng Hao devoted himself to studying the Fengzheng Technique. He occasionally looked at the soil with the Pupil Technique, and each time he had some incomplete understanding. He was immersed in his research. Sometimes, he would even take out Ji Hongdong's storage bag, but the sealing talisman on it

The text was still there, but it was even weaker. Meng Hao tried it a few times and vaguely felt that it might not take long to open it.

Time flew by. In addition to studying these things, Meng Hao pondered for a long time and did not swallow the Tianfang Pill given to him by his master. This pill can increase life span, but the most important thing is to suppress the Flower of the Other Side and Break Barriers.

You can only swallow three pieces in your life. If you swallow them now, it will be a waste.

As for the Hunyuan Tianbu Dan, it can increase lifespan, but Meng Hao only has one pill, and there is no spirit stone to copy it at the moment. After pondering, he decided to suppress it and wait. After all, he has recovered from his injuries, but his lifespan is not much, but

It's not an urgent matter.

In addition to these, he is still thinking about the catastrophe of the perfect golden elixir. At this moment, there is only one herb left to refine the perfect golden elixir in his storage bag, and it is completely complete.

This rare plant is not a rare thing. Even though this place is ink, Meng Hao judged that it should still be possible to get it.

Meng Hao thought about the catastrophe of the Perfect Golden Elixir for a long time, but there was no other way to solve it except using skin jelly to fight it.

On this day, when Meng Hao was comprehending the Immortal Land, his mind suddenly moved, and his spiritual consciousness suddenly spread out a hundred miles away, and he saw Huang Daxian, a hundred miles away from his cave, carefully leading four people with sullen expressions on their faces.

Brother Ji, come towards me.

"Four seniors, the place in front of you is where that guy lives." Huang Taixian spoke in a low voice. At this moment, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He even lost a few teeth, and he looked depressed.

"Stop talking nonsense and lead the way!" One of the four foundation-building monks snorted coldly.

"I want to see if this person has three heads and six arms, and he actually possesses such pills!" A touch of greed flashed in the eyes of the four people. One of these four foundation-building monks was obviously a foundation-building great perfection, and the other three also

They were all in the middle stage of foundation building, and the four of them were together. They were usually brutal and domineering here, and had a good reputation. They all had more or less totem marks on their bodies, which were similar to the Western Desert monks, but different at the same time.

"We need to be careful for a while. This person has this kind of elixir, so he is not an ordinary person. Don't destroy the storage bag before dying. We will lose more than the gain."

"That's right, I will take action immediately and kill him immediately without giving him a chance to destroy the storage bag!" The four of them looked at each other and whispered.

Wong Tai Sin dared not speak out in anger, so he quickly whispered Nuo Nuo.

Meng Hao took back his spiritual consciousness. Huang Daxian had the imprint of his spiritual consciousness on his body. Meng Hao was aware of all the opponent's actions, including this time the opponent's pill caused trouble and he was captured.

Meng Hao could have killed him directly, but when he thought about the immortal land containing the immortal talisman, he changed his mind and allowed Huang Taixian to bring his people.

"I need enough fairy soil. The more fairy soil, the more comprehensive my understanding will be." Meng Hao closed his eyes.

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Chapter completed!