Time passed slowly, and at some point, Chen Fan had left. Meng Hao was his junior brother. Although he had just entered the inner sect, as a senior brother, he should and had the obligation to let Meng Hao understand what cultivation was and what it meant.

It is a path of cultivation where you will retreat if you don't advance, and you will live and die.

Therefore, once entering the inner gate, it means that half of your feet have stepped into the threshold of the world of cultivation in this life, and the other half of your feet is building the foundation.

Meng Hao sat alone on the big rock, looking at the night sky, the stars, and the bright moon, silent. He had a lot to think about and his mind was a little confused.

Time passed slowly. Late at night, just like Meng Hao at this moment, Wang Tengfei sat cross-legged in his cave, looking at his right hand without an index finger, his expression blank. In front of him was a jade slip broken into two halves.

It was the first thing he did after waking up.

Without entering the inner door, he lost the second thing he had planned. He almost gave up all his thoughts, so he laughed miserably, and when he woke up, he crushed the jade slip he thought he would never take out.

He was defeated. He was completely defeated. He was defeated by the ants he looked down upon. He was defeated by the sword of Meng Hao, who was not as good as him. He even died if He Luohua hadn't taken action.

This defeat cut off his path in the Guoshan Sect. He even didn't go out since he woke up, and was alone here in a daze.

He is the proud son of heaven, and his family is famous throughout the Southern Territory. He has been proud since he was a child, and he has the ambition of Kunpeng. Only then did he decide not to stay in his family clan, but to come to Zhao State, to the Guoshan Sect, for the treasure.

Inheritance, in order to build the foundation without time, these two things are what he is determined to achieve, but now, all these have been blown away by the wind.

Wang Tengfei laughed miserably, and the laughter became louder and louder. In the end, it echoed throughout the cave. He smiled and clenched his fist tightly, but without sharp nails, he could not feel the blood and pain that Meng Hao felt.

He was not willing to accept it. If he was defeated by Tianjiao, he could endure it, but the person who took away his inner sect qualifications and trampled him under his feet was actually an ant that he looked down on and didn't even remember his name that day.

He couldn't bear it.

At this moment, suddenly, the door of the cave where Wang Tengfei was was shattered silently. No sound was heard, and the entire door of the cave became ashes and scattered on the ground.

A middle-aged man in a green robe stood there with his hands behind his back. He had a thin face, but there was a hint of pride. When the moonlight fell on this man, he seemed to tremble and become distorted, as if this person existed.

, can make the surrounding mountains shake.

Next to this middle-aged man, there is a girl. This girl looks to be eighteen or nineteen years old. She has a beautiful face, is tall and slender, and has a color like the morning glow reflecting the snow without any makeup. She has a swallowtail-shaped hairpin hanging down her head and a graceful and delicate figure.

With a jade body and a light green long gown, she seems to be filled with fairy spirit in the moonlight. She is calm and composed, elegant and refined, like a beautiful fairy who does not eat fireworks and descends from heaven.

"The Wang family is one of the three major spiritual families in the Southern Territory. It is superior to many sects and has existed in the Southern Territory for thousands of years." The middle-aged man spoke lightly, with an indescribable indifference and majesty in his voice.

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"And you are one of the geniuses of the Wang family. From the moment you were born, you were destined that your life would not be ordinary. You were destined to be above the Nine Heavens in this life. You were destined to enter the road of striving for immortality in this life."

The young man's words fell into Wang Tengfei's ears, causing him to slowly raise his head and no longer look at the severed fingers on his right hand.

"A small setback is nothing. The prosperity of such a small and remote country is not as prosperous as that of the Southern Territory. It is full of ants. An uncle from the Yuanying clan in my Wang family can kill them all." The middle-aged man said.

The man's voice was decisive and unquestionable. Wang Tengfei clenched his fists, as if there were fire in his eyes.

"Your enemies are the other geniuses in the family, the descendants of the other two major families in the Southern Territory, and the current disciples of the five sects in the Southern Territory. Only they are qualified to be your enemies. If they see your sluggish look now,

What qualifications do you have to be named Wang!"

"Tell me what your last name is." The middle-aged man waved his sleeves and shouted coldly.

"My surname is Wang!" Wang Tengfei stood up, his eyes showed a strong light, and he spoke word by word.

The middle-aged man looked at Wang Tengfei for a long time, with a soft expression on his face.

"You are the Kunpeng of the Wang family. You can build the foundation in just a few years. In the future, with your fiancée's sect's Purple Qi coming from the east, the Pill Formation Avenue will be completed soon. Even Nascent Soul is not impossible. By then

, you will find that this little Zhao who defeated you is still the same Ningqi as he is today."

"When you looked down at him, he was just an ant." The middle-aged man gave Wang Tengfei a meaningful look, then turned around and stopped looking.

"Tengfei." At this moment, the beautiful woman spoke softly. Her voice was very beautiful. It blended with the beautiful face that made people's hearts beat. It gave people the same sense of perfection as Wang Tengfei. It seemed that they were together.

They will definitely become an enviable pair of gods and Taoists.

Wang Tengfei was silent for a moment and looked at the woman. This was his fiancée Chu Yuyan, the daughter of the headmaster of the Purple Luck Sect, and one of the geniuses of the Purple Luck Sect. She was one of the four most famous women in the entire Southern Territory.

"Go back." The woman's voice was soft, and she looked at Wang Tengfei with tenderness in her eyes.

Wang Tengfei nodded, and when he walked out of the cave, the woman followed him. Following the middle-aged man, the three of them took steps. Immediately, the night sky roared, and a huge lightning struck, and suddenly transformed in front of the three people.

A war boat with a height of 100 feet. The boat is completely black and looks very sinister, especially with a large flag standing on it, with a blood-colored king character embroidered on it as it moves in the wind.

On that boat, there were many expressionless figures, standing motionless like puppets, exuding bursts of icy aura.

This scene of roaring and war boats immediately shocked all the disciples of the Guoshan Sect. They all looked up with incredible expressions.

Meng Hao, who was at the top of the East Peak, also woke up from his thoughts at this moment. When he raised his head, he saw the astonishing black war boat and the bloody royal flag on the boat, and his heart was shocked.

"I shouldn't have allowed you to come here in the first place. In this remote place, even if there are rumors that the Tailing Sutra appeared, it was hundreds of years ago." The three of them stepped onto the boat, and the middle-aged man's voice sounded.

When the news came out, Wang Tengfei stood there and looked at the patron sect. The memories of the past few years appeared in his mind, but they quickly dissipated completely.

His eyes were no longer gentle, and his smile was no longer friendly, but indifferent. Especially the cruelty in his eyes made him look completely different from the former Senior Brother Wang in everyone's mind.

different.

He also saw Meng Hao on the top of the mountain. The two of them looked at each other across the sky. But soon, Wang Tengfei looked away, still with a sense of disregard, like Meng Hao.

In his eyes, Hao is still an ant, because he is proud and because his surname is Wang!

At the same time, the middle-aged man glanced at Meng Hao on the top of the mountain casually. Even though he did not reveal his cultivation power, with his cultivation level, even just one glance was enough to cause a roar.

The entire Dongfeng Peak shook, and his gaze was like a sharp sword, heading straight for Meng Hao in an instant.

Meng Hao's expression changed, and he spurted out a large mouthful of blood. At this moment, his body felt as if he had been immersed in an eternity of ice. A life-and-death crisis that had never been so intense in his body suddenly appeared in his heart, making Meng Hao's mind roar, as if he had lost it.

Without the ability to think, he is fragile and vulnerable.

He even felt death like never before. If his body was withering, the fire of his soul would be extinguished, and blood marks appeared on his eyebrows.

Loneliness, helplessness, and death turned into a big hand that was already pressing on Meng Hao's body, intending to crush him to pieces and drive him into a place of eternal destruction.

At this moment, a cold snort suddenly echoed throughout the Patron Sect.

"With the alchemy cultivation level, what is condensed is not the miscellaneous elixir, but the red elixir second only to the purple elixir. How dare you bully a little Qi-condensing child like this? Is this Wang Xifan, the third-line protector of the Wang family in the Southern Territory who is traveling outside?"

A blue figure appeared in an instant, standing in the void in front of Meng Hao. It was the leader He Luohua. He raised his right hand and waved forward, and immediately a deafening roar shook the earth and the sky.

The surrounding nothingness seemed to be shattered, turning into layers of ripples that suddenly spread out. An indescribable powerful aura burst out directly from He Luohua. He stood there, like the only figure in the world, looking coldly at

Wang Xifan, a middle-aged man in the war boat.

"Let Brother He laugh. Wang is here to take Tengfei away. Thank you for taking care of me these years." Wang Xifan smiled gently, but there was an indescribable pride in his expression. He flicked his big sleeves, and the war boat under him immediately buzzed, turning into

A long rainbow suddenly submerged into the starry sky and disappeared. Only the starlight flickered and became distant.

Meng Hao spat out blood again, but he raised his head and stared at the war boat as it went away, with an extremely cold light in his eyes.

He Luohua looked back at Meng Hao, remained silent for a moment, and left with a sigh. Only Meng Hao's gaze followed the war boat as if it were boundless.

"This is the pill-forming cultivator. One glance can make me shatter to pieces. This is just the pill-forming monk. On top of it are Nascent Soul, Soul Slayer, and other realms...Southern Territory, Wang Family!" Meng Hao was determined.

Gritting his teeth, there was fire burning in his eyes.

"If you are not strong, you have no qualifications to survive. If you are not strong, you have no qualifications to practice. If you are not strong, you have no qualifications to live. You can only be at the mercy of others. Such a life...are you willing?

?" Senior Brother Chen Fan's words echoed in Meng Hao's mind. Gradually, the voice echoed more and more strongly, and it was deeply imprinted on Meng Hao's heart, imprinted on his bones, and imprinted on his soul.

,indelible.

"I don't want to!" Meng Hao clenched his fists and spoke word by word. This voice was very weak in the world, but in Meng Hao's heart, it was like thunder, roaring.

"I don't want to be slaughtered by others!"

"I don't want to be the weak one!"

"I don't want to not even have the qualifications to fight back!"

"I want to be strong, I want to become strong!!" Meng Hao's ideal was to become a rich man and go to the Eastern Tang Dynasty. But now, this ideal is still there, but there is a more firm belief.
Chapter completed!