"Ancestor, my disciples worked so hard to lure them here. You don't have to give me a reward, but this poison..." Meng Hao showed anger on his face, but before he finished speaking, all the cracks in the earth healed, and there was no trace left.

, the backing ancestor has long since disappeared, and even though Meng Hao’s voice echoed, there was no sound anymore. Only the seven oil lamps were burning, emitting a faint light. As the oil lamps burned, a trace of spiritual energy came from the six

The three-color knotted elixir and a Nascent Soul emitted from it, but it did not spread. Instead, it went straight to the ground as soon as it appeared.

"Ancestor Patron, I was poisoned because of you. As an elder and a strong man, you should have the courage of a strong man, how could you be like this!"

"Ancestor, I am not a strong person, nor do I have courage. I have been like this since I was a child. Besides, it is not an ordinary spirit stone. You, a little kid, are not strong enough to see it. You will know it when you kill the spirit in the future.

What a wonderful treasure the ancestor has given you." The patron ancestor coughed and his voice came out.

"You... Ancestor, what are you doing? Your disciples have worked so hard to help you, but you are like this!" Meng Hao was extremely angry, but the surroundings were quiet, and the Patriarch who was his backer in the earth did not say anything anymore, as if he was turning a deaf ear.

"Ancestor, this disciple does not ask for any other reward, I only hope to be able to detoxify."

"You... Ancestor, your disciples are out here all the time trying to lure people here to save Ancestor from recovering his cultivation. How could you do this!!"

Meng Hao shouted several times, but seeing no response from the other party, even as a scholar, he was extremely angry at this moment. The feeling of being cheated made Meng Hao couldn't help but curse.

"Patron Patriarch, you bastard!" For him, to be able to say such a thing was to be extremely angry.

"Boy, who are you scolding? If you dare to scold me, ancestor, I will beat you to death!" The voice of the patron ancestor immediately came out from the ground.

"I'm scolding you. If you want to shoot me, shoot me. I won't survive long if I'm poisoned. Come out!" Meng Hao said angrily.

"Ahem, that's all. Ancestor, I have a good temper. You are the only child of my patron sect. The entire patron sect now consists of us and my father. I won't be angry with you, ancestor. Besides, there are many people who scold me.

It’s okay, it’s okay.” The patron ancestor coughed a few times, and his voice came out immediately.

"Besides, you can't blame me, ancestor. You see, I can't get out now. This place of retreat has been sealed again. Unless you find some more people to open it, I can't help you even if I want to.

"The Patriarch of the Patriarch spoke again, and in order to be more realistic, he simply re-sealed this place. However, the seal had been broken, so if he wanted to go out, it would only take a few months to open it on his own.

"You old bastard!" How could Meng Hao not understand? He gritted his teeth and spoke again, but this time no matter how he scolded him, the patron ancestor didn't speak. Even in the end, the patron ancestor actually hummed a ditty,

The little song came out from the earth, with a cheerful meaning, and Meng Hao gradually lost his ability. He had never seen such a shameless person.

With anger on his face and a gloomy look in his eyes, Meng Hao looked around. He didn't see any of the storage bags of the alchemy-forming monks. Apparently, due to the stinginess and methods of his patron ancestor, he couldn't see any of them before.

They had been taken away long ago when they were killed. When Meng Hao's eyes fell on the seven demon lanterns, he gritted his teeth and slapped the storage bag with his right hand. Dozens of flying swords immediately flew out and headed straight for the seven demon lanterns.

But before they got too far, the dozens of flying swords began to tremble, and a dazzling light appeared on them, and they all shattered as they trembled.

Meng Hao's face turned livid as he watched the rich spiritual energy released by the burning seven oil lamps pour into the earth continuously. He patted the storage bag again with his right hand, and immediately the two wooden swords flew out and went straight towards the seven oil lamps.

There was no obstruction at all, but even though the two wooden swords penetrated through, the seven oil lamps seemed to exist, but in fact they did not exist, and there was no reaction at all.

"A Nascent Soul monk and six Dan-forming juniors, how can their spiritual power be so strong that these broken swords can withstand it? These seven demonic lamps isolate all magic weapons. Only those with spirituality cannot absorb them. If you have the ability,

Come and smoke some, there are many benefits, but you can't beat me, ancestor." The patron ancestor's voice came out cheerfully, and then hummed a ditty again. At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a palm-sized compass in front of him.

, the spiritual energy emitted from the oil lamp above turned into red when it penetrated the earth, and penetrated into the compass.

Meng Hao's face became more gloomy and he put away his wooden sword. He never expected that with the cultivation and seniority of his patron ancestor, he would actually cheat on a Qi Condensation monk like himself, especially when the reward was only a low-grade spiritual stone, which was most outrageous.

What's more, he is still shamelessly telling himself how extraordinary this spiritual stone is.

But no matter how Meng Hao looked at it, this low-grade spiritual stone was just ordinary, just a low-grade spiritual stone.

Meng Hao had always felt that he cared a lot about the spirit stones and was usually very careful about them, but now he realized that this patron ancestor was as stingy as an iron rooster, stingy to the extreme!

"A low-grade spiritual stone, you, an old bastard, have the nerve to take it!" Meng Hao clenched his fist fiercely, almost going crazy. The respect in his words had long since disappeared, and in his heart, all the good feelings he had for his patron ancestor were gone.

Dissipated cleanly.

After a long while, he gritted his teeth and turned around grimly, intending to throw away the low-grade spiritual stone, but in the end he put the low-grade spiritual stone into his storage bag and walked away with anger.

"Oh, I have to go, okay, okay, remember to come to my place to play when you have time in the future. You are the only child of my patron sect, and we are the only patrons of the patron sect now. This is your home, you can come at any time,

Ancestor is alone, please remember to come and stay with me." Patron Ancestor immediately noticed that Meng Hao was leaving, and quickly stopped humming a little tune and made a sound.

Meng Hao said nothing and walked forward angrily, his patron ancestor's seemingly happy voice echoing in his ears.

"Oh, it's a pity that my seal has been closed again, otherwise I would have to send it to you personally. Meng Hao, you are good at everything, but you are just too down-to-earth. I hope you can learn from me more in the future."

The Patriarch's voice was very cheerful. As he spoke, he looked at Meng Hao's back in the retreat with a smile on his face.

"You really can't get out?" Meng Hao walked through the gray restriction with anger, and suddenly stopped in his steps.

"Of course, ancestor, I never lie. If you can't tell it, you will definitely not be able to get out. But it's not that I won't help you, ancestor. Meng Hao, you... ah, what are you doing?" The patron ancestor was proud of himself.

When he spoke, his voice suddenly stopped and his eyes suddenly opened wide.

Meng Hao turned around at this moment and looked at the gray restrictions around him. Due to the previous battle between the patron ancestor and Master Tianji, these restrictions in the entire cave were in a damaged state. They were slowly healing at the moment, but there were still some spots on them.

There are traces of fragmentation, especially in one location, where there is a small hole that penetrated it. However, depending on the speed of its recovery, it will not take long for it to be completely healed.

Within this gray forbidden light curtain, there is a mountain of spiritual stones piled high. These spiritual stones were collected by the ancestors throughout their lives. In addition to a large number of low-grade spiritual stones, there are also many medium-grade spiritual stones inside, which are of huge value.

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Without saying a word, Meng Hao slapped the storage bag with his right hand, and the wooden sword immediately flew out and pierced directly into the small hole. Immediately, the wooden sword's soul-absorbing effect was revealed, causing the restriction to shake and unable to heal quickly. Meng Hao took it out

The second wooden sword penetrated the small hole again, and the two wooden swords stretched outward, making the small hole the size of a baby's fist.

Normally, Meng Hao would not be able to do this, but now that the restrictions here are broken, it is equivalent to giving him a chance.

"What are you going to do?" The patron ancestor was stunned for a moment, and his voice came from the earth. He is stingy, but he likes to put the treasures and spiritual stones he has obtained in this life outside. He likes to see others jealous but cannot take them away.

Yes, he looks anxious. He is also very confident in his own restriction. It is based on his life. Unless he dies, outsiders cannot open it.

It's just that today due to the weirdness of Old Man Tianji, the backer ancestor had some problems when swallowing it, so the recovery of the restricted crack here was a little slower, and there were flaws.

"Meng Hao, even if there is this small hole, you can't take away the spirit stones inside. There are so many spirit stones that you can't even fit in your storage bag. That's all. I'm generous, ancestor. How many can you take away?

, Ancestor will never frown." The Patriarch's laughter came out.

Meng Hao snorted coldly, and while the two wooden swords opened the small hole a little, he reached deep into his arms with his right hand, took out the Qiankun Bag, and pointed it at the small hole without hesitation.

At this moment, Meng Hao's cultivation was sucked away by the Qiankun Bag like a wild horse. At the same time, the huge mountain of spiritual stones within the gray restriction trembled violently at this moment, and the spiritual stones flew up instantly.

He walked straight towards this small hole and was instantly sucked into the Qiankun Bag.

Sooner or later, the entire Lingshi Mountain within the restriction shook, and countless spiritual stones flew around. For example, the Qiankun Bag was a black hole that could swallow everything, causing those spiritual stones to sink into it one by one. This scene was dazzling, and the backer watched it.

After Zu was stunned for a moment, he let out a miserable scream.

"The Qiankun Bag... Damn it, why do you have the Qiankun Bag? This thing can avoid spiritual consciousness and can swallow all things in mountains and rivers. You, you, you... my spiritual stone, the spiritual stone that I have worked so hard to obtain in my life.

, Meng Hao, please leave some for me." The screams of the patron ancestor echoed, and the earth roared even more. It was obvious that he was going crazy at this moment and wanted to break out, but the seal was just closed by himself...

Meng Hao kept sneering, listening to the screams of his backing ancestor, and seeing that Lingshi Mountain had now become a small hill and was still shrinking, he was very relieved.

"If you dare to trick me, Meng will trick you in a big way today. I will empty out all the treasures you have here!" Meng Hao gritted his teeth and thought to himself.

"Meng Hao, you are such a rebellious young man, you have gone too far!" The Patriarch of the Patriarch was almost scratching his head, wanting to bombard the seal of the retreat place, but he had just opened the seal, and even he needed to

It will take several months before it can be opened.

He never expected that Meng Hao would actually have the Qiankun Bag, which could absorb all the spiritual stones he had worked so hard to accumulate. For the Patriarch, at this moment, he felt as if there was an invisible knife, rapidly

Surrounding yourself, every missing spiritual stone is like cutting yourself with a knife.

The feeling of being cut to pieces by a thousand knives made the patron ancestor extremely distressed.

His character is like this. Compared with his peers, he was considered an oddity in the world of cultivation back then. He loved money and was even more stingy. As his cultivation increased and his age increased, his character not only did not decrease, but became more and more serious.

He became stingy, and there was no sign of a strong man in him. He simply had no bottom line.
Chapter completed!