In the troubled times of the ten directions, the Martial Saint in the world!

"So, I win?"

Wang Hao murmured softly, with a hint of confusion and puzzlement in his words.

Deep in his memory, everything that happened seemed to be completely erased, leaving no trace!

No matter how he searched, the place where his memory finally froze was the time when he and the great elder of the Supreme Dao had a confrontation.

“Wang Hao, you should just focus on recovering from your injuries. You’re seriously injured and tired now, so stop torturing yourself.” Wang Meng shook his head helplessly and handed over a bowl of fragrant soup that was filled with pure vitality.

"Rest and recuperate, calm your mind and relax your spirit. This is the thousand treasures soup I prepared for you, drink it."

  A delicious soup with thousands of delicacies?

It is said that this is the secret medicine of Wang family of Langya. It can only be made into medicine when thousands of rare treasures are tempered in the same furnace. It is an ancient prescription and it is consistent with his memory!

Wang Hao nodded slightly, and the vigilance in his eyes dissipated a little.

He picked it up gently, fiddling with the spoon, and whispered, "Master, what is the attitude of the Supreme Dao? After all, I killed their family's Supreme Elder."

Wang Meng sneered and said with disdain: "Of course they are dissatisfied. But, what can they do? Everything has become a fact, not to mention, your master is that one!"

"That's good." Wang Hao stared at the crystal clear soup and said slowly, "My grudge against the elder of the Supreme Dao has nothing to do with the sect, status, or power. It's purely a personal grudge. I don't want the Supreme Dao to completely enter the game because of this grudge. If it's really as the patriarch said, then everything is good."

Wang Meng laughed strangely and said meaningfully: "Wang Hao, you are still overly worried. Whether it is the Supreme Dao or the Taoist ancestral temple, everyone has a scale in their hearts! You can tell what is more important with just one weighing! The great elder of the Supreme Dao, no matter how highly respected he is, no matter how many students he has, no matter how many merits he has done, he has finally fallen! He is the past, and you are the present! Your talent and your future are limitless! Anyone who knows clearly in their hearts knows what to choose next! Instead of caring about the kindness of a dead person, it is better to show more kindness to you, a peerless genius!"

After that, he smiled and said, "I won't say much, you should have a good rest. In a few days, it will be the day of the Cangtian Dharma Assembly! At that time, all the Taoists in the world will gather in front of the Tongtian Spiritual Monument to worship their ancestors and pray to the Grand Master for blessings! You must come when the time comes after you recover from your injuries."

Looking at the receding figure, Wang Hao's eyes became more solemn, and his light was dark and deep.

For some reason, from the moment he woke up, he felt an inexplicable sense of disharmony.

This disharmony reached its peak with the appearance of Wang Meng.

  However, he couldn't tell where this disharmony existed.

Be it Wang Meng's attitude, his behavior, or even his so-called analysis of interests, there were no flaws.

"Could it be that this is really my illusion?"

Wang Hao frowned as he took a sip of the warm soup.

Suddenly, a feeling of coolness spread throughout my limbs and bones, and the burning and stinging in my dantian disappeared in an instant!

  Even the exhaustion between the souls will be dissipated by the wind!

"There is nothing wrong with the Thousand Treasures Soup. Could it be that I am really suspicious?"

Wang Hao murmured, then stood up with difficulty and pushed open the dusty door.

This is a lush green world filled with rare medicinal herbs and treasures, and full of vitality.

"what--"

Wang Hao breathed greedily, absorbing the life force between heaven and earth.

  At this moment, he was practicing the Eight-Nine Profound Art to its extreme, and there seemed to be a furnace roaring deep in his dantian!

All the injuries all over my body began to recover!

"Everything seems so normal and logical. Is it really my problem?"

At this moment, even Wang Hao had some doubts in his heart. As time passed, three days passed in a flash.

"How is it? How are you recovering? Today is the day to worship the ancestors in the Cangtian Dharma Assembly." Wang Meng led Wang Hao out of the Yaoling Land and returned to Mount Qishan.

The moment he appeared, Wang Hao clearly felt that there was a lot of awe in the eyes looking at him.

Even those who are in the Supreme Dao have fear mixed with hatred.

Wang Hao's eyes fell on the Tongtian Lingbei, still shining.

"The Tongtian Spiritual Stele is the same as before, there is nothing unusual. From the time I walked out of the Medicine Spirit Land to now, everything is consistent with my cognition and normal logic. Could it be that I am really suspicious?" Wang Hao's confusion became more and more obvious.

At this time, the sound of bells and drums like morning bells and evening drums rang out.

Wang Meng, along with the members of the Wang family of Langya, walked to the Tongtian Lingbei.

The sandalwood has been lit, the candles are flickering, and the whole place is extremely solemn.

"Disciples of the Dao Sect, bow to the Grandmaster!"

  As the high-pitched voice sounded, celestial beings like Wang Jingzhou and Taoist Tianquan also bowed their heads and knelt in worship!

The same is true for Wang Meng!

  At this moment, Wang Hao's pupils suddenly trembled!

He thought of something, and he finally understood where the disharmony he had sensed lay!

At this moment, everyone was kneeling and he was the only one standing, which seemed particularly abrupt.

  "Wang Hao, what do you mean?" The elder of Tai Shang Dao was the first to attack!

Hehehe——

Wang Hao sneered and said slowly: "I was almost fooled by you!"

He looked at Wang Meng and said indifferently: "Master, may I ask you a question?"

  "Let's talk about the problem later! Wang Hao, you are disrespecting the ancestors by doing this!" Wang Meng seemed quite anxious!

"I ask you, where did my master go?" Wang Hao seemed to have not heard the advice and still stood there quietly.

"How dare we inquire about His whereabouts?" Wang Meng said helplessly.

Wang Hao smiled faintly and nodded, then slowly said: "Wang Meng, let me ask you! Who is my master?"

  this.

Wang Meng's brain seemed to have crashed for a moment and he didn't know how to start!

Wang Hao laughed loudly as he walked to the center of the Tongtian Lingbei and said loudly, "Everyone, do you know who my master is?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience fell silent!

"Hahaha, you don't even know my Master? Then what is it that you are worshipping?"

Wang Hao grinned and said fiercely: "Since you are offering sacrifices to the ancestor, why don't you worship the statue of the ancestor, but worship this Tongtian Spiritual Stele! My master is your ancestor! Then why don't you worship? And why do you know nothing about anything?"

After these words were spoken, the huge square seemed to be dead silent!

"Because you dare not say it, and you cannot say it!"

"After all, I am still in the inner demon tribulation!" (End of this chapter)