Meng Hao's expression changed. When he looked at him suddenly, he immediately saw the fog rolling. Not far away, a figure was roaring towards him in a broken robe.

A strong evil aura was overwhelming and turned into a cruel murderous intent. As it was approaching, Meng Hao quickly retreated. This scene was too sudden. The figure was so fast that it came three feet away from Meng Hao's body in the blink of an eye. But he paused suddenly and looked straight at the jade-killing in Meng Hao's hand, with a look of fear and fear.

Meng Hao's heart moved, and his body was sent into the jade-killing. Suddenly, the jade emitted blood, reflecting the figure in the broken robe, allowing Meng Hao to see clearly the person's appearance. He was a middle-aged man, but his body was withered, like a fierce ghost.

A scream came from the middle-aged man's mouth. He quickly retreated and several flashed and disappeared into the fog.

Meng Hao felt sweat on his forehead, and he took a deep breath. The feeling that the middle-aged man gave him was as majestic as Elder Ouyang.

"Is this a foundation-building cultivator?" Meng Hao hesitated for a moment, and was vigilant in his heart. With the guidance of the blood light, he walked forward carefully. After walking for about half an hour, Meng Hao was shocked step by step. He saw a figure appearing in the fog around him. Each of these figures was comparable to the cultivation level of Elder Ouyang, and there were even a few, which made Meng Hao feel as pressure as the head He Luohua.

"Are these... all puppets?" Meng Hao looked at the figures and gradually found that these figures seemed to have no vitality. Fortunately, they just surrounded them and did not get close. They seemed to be attracted by the jade-killing, and they seemed to be afraid of the jade-killing.

Until another stick of incense passed, and the figures around slowly disappeared, Meng Hao paused suddenly, his breathing was rapid and his eyes were straight.

"This...this..." Meng Hao murmured. In front of him, there was a mountain, which was more than a hundred feet high. If it were just a mountain, it would not have allowed Meng Hao to do this, but this was a... Lingshi Mountain!

Countless spirit stones piled up together to form a spiritual stone mountain!

Meng Hao had never seen so many spirit stones in his life. At this moment, his mind immediately roared and he subconsciously wanted to take them away, but he stopped immediately after taking a step because the mountain was gray, like a layer of fog covering it, it was a ban, an ban that could not be touched.

Meng Hao struggled for a long time, but was willing to give up but was unwilling to give up. But just as he approached the Lingshi Mountain, he was only twenty feet away, and immediately a strong life and death crisis filled his mind, which made Meng Hao stop immediately and could only sigh at the Lingshi Mountain.

He understood that if he got closer, his cultivation would definitely lead to the destruction of both body and spirit.

After struggling for a while, Meng Hao turned around step by step and reluctantly left the Lingshi Mountain.

Another stick of incense passed, and with the guidance of the blood, a hazy attic appeared in front of Meng Hao. This attic had a yard, and the yard was dry and there were many weeds. A stone more than half a person tall stood there. However, this stone was seen by Meng Hao around. The only place was not only black and white, and there was no fog, but other colors appeared.

The jade-killing floated on the big stone by himself, and the blood light immediately shone after pausing.

Meng Hao walked a few steps quickly, came to the big stone and looked around, thinking that this place should be one of the three places of perception, so he sat cross-legged on the stone, looking at the Jade Floating above, and his eyes showed a light of thought.

"Over the years, many people have entered this place before me, but no one has ever experienced it successfully. The burning of the jade-killing blood light means that the time for the enlightenment has come." Meng Hao frowned. His thoughts of getting the Qi Condensation Roll in his heart were extremely strong, but he also knew that his qualifications were average. After all, this opportunity originally belonged to Wang Tengfei, and it was probably difficult for him to succeed at one time.

He did not let Zhan Yu burn immediately, but looked up at the bloody light, and his eyes showed a strange light. After a while, Meng Hao gritted his teeth and raised his hand to grab Zhan Yu in his hand, with a strong sense of persistence in his eyes.

"This time, I must realize the Tai Ling Jing no matter what I say!" Meng Hao's voice was firm. He immediately slapped the storage bag and immediately flew out the bronze mirror, taking out a lot of spirit stones, ready to copy.

Meng Hao has been in the inner sect for a month, and the inner sect disciples have distributed a lot more spirit stones than the outer sect. In addition, he has been deliberately pleased by the outer sect disciples in the outer sect for this month, which has caused a lot more spirit stones in the storage bag.

But he quickly looked ugly. He found that he had taken out all the spirit stones issued by the sects, but they could not complete the copying. It was not that the bronze mirror failed, but that the spirit stones were insufficient, and even the medium-grade spirit stones were useless.

Meng Hao stared at Zhan Yu. After a while, he suddenly realized that there were seven or eight special large spirit stones in his storage bag. He was a little confused. After a moment, he gritted his teeth and his eyes turned red. He took out one and placed it on the bronze mirror. Before Meng Hao could take out the second one, a light flashed in the bronze mirror. In an instant, there was a dazzling ray of light. Then fifteen jade stones appeared. This scene made Meng Hao stunned. He thought he needed more spirit stones, but he didn't expect that a large spirit stone would copy fifteen blood crystals.

This is a blood crystal, which is transformed by the efforts of the ancestors, but now fifteen appeared, which made Meng Hao stunned.

"This... what kind of spirit stone is this?" Meng Hao stayed there, and after a long time, he thought of the two thousand large spirit stones he had spent, and immediately felt very heartbroken again.

He once again felt strongly that this big spirit stone was not an ordinary thing!

But for Meng Hao, the Tai Ling Jing is the key point. Meng Hao gritted his teeth and stopped thinking about the two thousand spirit stones before. He took out a blood crystal and immediately let it burn. As it burned, the blood light spread over Meng Hao, and bursts of blurry sounds appeared and disappeared, like a dream, making Meng Hao obsessed with it and forgot the passage of time.

At this moment, Xu Qing and Chen Fan were also in their respective areas, their figures were surrounded by blood, and their qualifications were quite good, so the possibility of gaining insights was relatively greater. In fact, in this retreat place where the backing ancestors depended on their qualifications, everything depends on their qualifications, and the so-called opportunity was the same.

I don’t know how long it took, the blood light on Meng Hao’s body disappeared, and he woke up with a little confused expression. It took him a long time to recover, but his mind was empty, without any content of the spiritual sutra.

Meng Hao sighed. He had expected this matter, and took out the blood crystal and continued to understand it. Time passed, until all the fourteen blood crystals were consumed without success, which made Meng Hao feel heartbroken again. After gritting his teeth, he took out another large spirit stone, and replicated the Jade Clay Blood Crystal with persistence, and began to burn. The blood light immediately covered his body again and realized it again.

At this time, the blood on Xu Qing and Chen Fan had already dissipated, but they did not get up, but continued to meditate, not knowing whether they had gained any insights.

But Meng Hao was like crazy, blood crystals burning one after another, and insights continued to appear again and again. If outsiders knew about this scene, they would definitely be crazy and extremely jealous.

Until the 27th blood crystal burned, Meng Hao finally heard a vague sound in that dreamlike world, like someone muttering in his ears, but he was quite unclear and could only hear the first two words.

"Too...superior..."

Meng Hao opened his eyes, showed his persistence, and took out the 28th Jade-cutting Blood Crystal without hesitation, and realized it again.

At this moment, Xu Qing and Chen Fan had returned to the altar one after another, but they didn't wait for Meng Hao and were surprised. However, they didn't know where Meng Hao went, so they couldn't find it accurately, so they could only sit cross-legged outside the altar and wait.

After waiting for three days, the two of them gradually became a little anxious and looked worried. They didn't think about whether Meng Hao might be feeling, but immediately judged that Meng Hao must have had an accident.

"Is there something wrong with Junior Brother Meng?" Chen Fan spoke worriedly.

Xu Qing didn't say anything, but he also looked worried.

After discussion, the two began to search immediately, but considering that puppets often appear around, the search was very slow.

At this time, Meng Hao had his hair disheveled, his eyes were red, and his mouth was murmuring. If you listen carefully, you could hear the words were full of nonsense, and every word was a desire for the Tailing Sutra. He took out the forty-third blood crystal and enveloped his figure in the rich red light. It can be said that the red light had almost disappeared in the area where he was. Meng Hao's persistence made him realize it desperately. If he had no blood crystal, he would copy it and then feel it again.

Until now, he could hear the sounds in his ears clearly, but he could not remember them and could only continue to understand them.

In this retreat place where the ancestors backed the mountain were retreating, neither Chen Fan nor Xu Qing nor the crazy Meng Hao, they noticed that after the burning of each other's blood crystals would turn into a blood light that they could not see clearly, sank into the ground, and pour into the bottom of the underground palace, where there was a secret room.

A dead body with a dry body, sitting cross-legged in a secret room, without vitality on his body, and filled with deathly aura,

Every time a blood light comes and merges into the mummy, it will make his body look different. It will not until the third blood light merges into his body that the mummy seems to have a trace of vitality.

But this vitality was extremely bleak, and he could only keep him dead, but could not wake up.

He is the ancestor of the backer. The Jade Blood Crystal is transformed by his blood and contains his breath. Therefore, he can only return after burning and maintain his mortality. If this blood cannot come, he will definitely die.

Originally, he would continue to perish like this until the fire of life was completely extinguished, and a hero sat here, and even he himself was already desperate. Even if most of the sleeping spiritual consciousness woke up by chance, they would fall asleep immediately in an instant, without the extra effort to do anything.

As for the jade killing, it was left over from him. If it weren't for the actions he had done back then, he would have died completely hundreds of years ago.

"These are the last three jade-killing..." At this moment, the backer's ancestor, with the return of the jade-killing blood crystal, barely awakened his consciousness. He sighed and was about to fall asleep again. He understood that he might not have the chance to wake up again.

But at this moment, suddenly, the fourth blood light came to this secret room silently and fell into his body. This scene immediately made the consciousness that the backer's ancestor was about to sleep awake again, and he was stunned for a moment.

"I... haven't killed the jade anymore, can I remember it wrong... Hum?" When the ancestor backing the mountain was talking to himself, a fifth blood light suddenly appeared and penetrated into his body.

Immediately afterwards, in his stunned eyes, the sixth, the seventh, the eighth... In these three consecutive days, blood lights appeared one after another, sometimes even connected into one another, constantly pouring into his body. The backing ancestor made a big wave and was excited. At this moment, his mind showed unprecedented hope, and even his eyes suddenly opened at this moment.

"This... his grandma's, these are obviously not my hard work, but they are my blood crystals. What's going on? What's going on?"
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