On the top of Kunlun Mountain, in the thatched hut, under a green lamp.

"Old monk, your medicine barrel is not only mixed with the thousand-year-old Tianshan snow lotus, but also the ten thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum, ten thousand-year-old ginseng, etc., and other precious medicinal materials. You put them together in a pot and cook them in such a mess. Are you sure that that guy can withstand the energy contained in the medicine barrel?"

The little monk looked at the old abbot speechlessly.

He just wanted to ask, are you cheating or saving people?

"It depends on his luck!" The old abbot touched his jaw and beard, which was meaningful.

The little monk gave the old abbot a fierce look and said, "Even if you want to harm people, you don't have to use your entire worth to harm him. Also, twenty-four hours have passed now, and that guy hasn't come back yet. I think it's probably over!"

At the same time, the little monk secretly slandered in his heart, was this old guy kicked his head by a donkey?

"The good guy has his own appearance. I think he is on his way back now!" The old abbot smiled indifferently.

Puff ~

The young monk squirted his blood and almost fainted. I am afraid that even if he came back, his unjust soul would come to ask you for life.

At this moment, outside the thatched hut, under the moonlight, a burly figure walked towards the thatched hut. Clear footsteps came into the ears of the little monk. The little monk's eyes turned and looked out the door.

Soon, a burly and handsome figure stood at the door, with no breath on his body, just like an ordinary person.

The bright moonlight shines on him, which has a different temperament for ordinary people.

"Damn, you're breathing?" The little monk exclaimed suddenly, as if he had discovered a new continent. He wanted to ask, who, have you really taken a bath in the medicine barrel?

"Senior!" Xuanyuan Hao walked towards the house, came straight to the old abbot, bowed, and said, "Thank you for your good fortune!"

Xuanyuan Hao knew very well that without this old abbot, there would be no Xuanyuan Hao he today.

For him, this ceremony must be done, not to mention that the old abbot has saved him his life.

To put it bluntly, it is his mentor.

"The fifth-rank prince is a good one, it's better than I expected!" The old abbot sat upright on the cushion, smiled slightly, and said, "Get up!"

"yes!"

Xuanyuan Hao nodded and stood up. However, he felt that the old abbot could see through him with any gaze, which made Xuanyuan Hao even more strange. He was thinking in his heart, who was the sacred place of this old abbot?

Moreover, why do you need to help him? Is it just because of his extraordinary achievements in Xuanyuan Hao in the future?

"I have to give some more advice before you go to Xihuang City to save people!"

At this moment, the old abbot interrupted Xuanyuan Hao's thoughts and continued: "Although you escaped the disaster and transformed the disaster, creating the current you, it does not mean that you are not at all dangerous in this trip!"

"Please ask the abbot to say it clearly!" Xuanyuan Hao said.

"Saving people will not have any worries about life, but Mo Xuan's cultivation has been abolished, and he is a useless person. If you escape, you will definitely be a burden with Mo Xuan. So I think that after you save him, you should send him to me, and I will take him to Donghuang City!"

Xuanyuan Hao listened carefully.

The old abbot continued to speak: "In your current situation, you have to leave Daxia and go to Dachu. Donghuang City is the junction between Daxia and Dachu. As long as you pass Donghuang City, it will be within Dachu. Moreover, Mo Xuan's fortune is also in Dachu. It depends on whether you can grasp it!"

"Thank you for your help for your help!" Xuanyuan Hao saluted.

He also knew very well that it was impossible for Mo Xuan, who had no cultivation, to leave Daxia safely, but he was still quite worried.

So, he spoke, "Will it implicate seniors?"

"Of course not, I have a clever plan!" The old abbot smiled slightly, and Xuanyuan Hao said, "But, I have another important thing to do before leaving Daxia!"

After all, Ye Qinghuang, Keke, Ye Cheng and others were all in Jiangzhou. Now he has convicted Daxia, and with Xia Huang's iron-blooded methods, he will definitely control his family.

Now, Xuanyuan Hao can only pray in his heart, hoping that they are fine now.

"I know!" The old abbot looked at Xuanyuan Hao and said seriously, "But now you can't return to Jiangzhou!"

"Why, has something happened to my family?" Xuanyuan Hao's heart was shaking, and he immediately felt a bad premonition.

The old abbot shook his head: "They are very good, nothing is wrong. If you want to successfully take them out of Daxia, you must listen to me!"

"Senior, please give me advice!" Xuanyuan Hao nodded with respect, and he knew very well that the old abbot in front of him could plan.

Hearing this, the old abbot nodded, shined his snow-white beard and said, "After you saved Mo Xuan, the first thing you did is to send it here. Next, you will leave Kunlun Mountain and walk south. Remember, don't inquire about anything on the way, do you know everything, don't you know?"

"I know!" Xuanyuan Hao said. Although he didn't understand the meaning, he chose to believe it.

The old abbot said again: "As for the list texts on the street, don't read them, don't worry about them, just pretend that those things do not exist, and you must also change your name. The imperial weapon, Golden Salty in your hand, must not be used after saving Mo Xuan, otherwise, your identity may be exposed!"

The old abbot kept his voice: "Just go south and reach the border of the Southern Wilderness, where there will be something waiting for you to get!"

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Hao was quite puzzled, but the old abbot did not continue to say it, so he naturally couldn't ask.

I thought to myself, when I arrived, I would naturally know what it was, and since the old abbot asked him to go south all the way, there must be his reason.

But these days, I can't understand why the Xia Emperor in the imperial city treats him like this?

Is it because of my fate?

No matter what, Xuanyuan Hao is already incompatible with Daxia. As long as he is alive, destroying Daxia is his only goal. The 100,000 soldiers, Xia Huang and Xia Qianqiu, who died in the Xihuang City, must be responsible.

For him, revenge is no longer something that extraordinary tactics can solve. He is facing a human emperor. No matter how many soldiers there are, it is useless. A strong man in the human emperor realm can suppress it with his hand.

Therefore, if Xuanyuan Hao wants to take revenge, his only chance is to improve his cultivation level.

"You can set off!" At this moment, the old abbot spoke to Xuanyuan Hao: "I am waiting for your good news here!"

"Yes!" Xuanyuan Hao nodded and raised his foot to leave the thatched hut.

After he left the thatched hut, his temperament changed, becoming indifferent, killing, and the murderous intent in his eyes was unconcealed. Mo Xuan burned his soul for him, and his cultivation was abolished. Can he forget this hatred?
Chapter completed!