Wu Hao had no choice but to go back to the room for shelter, but when he walked to the door, his footsteps stopped.

His gaze rested on the wooden door, which had a pattern carved with a lifelike old man's pattern.

This old man's beard is all white, and he looks like a fairy wind and bones, but he has no eyes, and his eyes are not depicted.

Wu Hao looked at this old man pattern in a daze, his gaze lingered on those empty eyes, with the almost unique seventh sense, Wu Hao had an illusion in a trance, it was not that these eyes were not depicted, but he couldn't see at all, or rather, the eyes ...... hidden.

There was a rumbling thunder in his ears, Wu Hao took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, got rid of distracting thoughts, and his innate spiritual sense slowly seeped into the eyes of this pattern, here... It was like an ethereal chaotic world, in this darkness, a little starlight flickered, it was like a vast void, a chaotic universe.

Wu Hao was shocked, how could he never have imagined that there would be such a mystery hidden in the eyes of this wood carving, this is the cultivation of the carver to a certain level? Or is it the man who is carved, whose eyes are as big as the starry sky of the universe, and so elusive?

Retracting his spiritual sense, Wu Hao didn't have time to think about it, the dantian qi sea suddenly churned, and the turquoise bead above the qi sea suddenly trembled, as if it was... Excited, excited excitement?

"How is that possible?" Wu Hao was shocked, the green beads seemed to be alive, and its emotions seemed to be connected to Wu Hao.

Wu Hao could clearly feel the excitement of the latter, as if he had met a relative.

"The god of totems?" Wu Hao involuntarily had a thought in his heart, and he suddenly guessed that this old man's pattern might be the totem god that Xiao Rou said.

Wu Hao looked up at the holy mountain that was filled with mist, it didn't seem to be fog, it was more like an extremely rich aura.

If it was really as he thought, the so-called totem god on this holy mountain might reveal the true origin of the green beads in his body for him, and it was not known.

Wu Hao returned to the room, sat cross-legged on the bed, and was about to enter a state of healing, when his heart suddenly moved, and he hurriedly touched his whole body, his eyes were cloudy, and he muttered: "How come?" ”

The little purple snake has always been hidden in Wu Hao's clothes, no matter how difficult it is, even in the Ice and Fire Gorge Wu Hao's life and death, it has never left, as if it has regarded Wu Hao as its dearest person.

However, this little thing that has not moved for a long time has disappeared, and after entering this space, Wu Hao has been recuperating for the past two days due to serious injuries, and he has not noticed that the little purple snake has disappeared.

Wu Hao's thoughts were flying, thinking about the heaviness of the past two days, and suddenly his eyes froze, he thought that when he had just entered the space and encountered the giant, the giant suddenly hugged his feet and roared, and finally he was like a madman, and all the trees in the tree affected the pond fish.

"Could it be that at that time, the little purple snake knew that my life was on the line, and what did he do to prevent the giant foot from stepping down, so that I could escape death?" Wu Hao secretly thought in his heart.

Other than that, he couldn't think of any other strange things that had happened in the past two days, and he thought that the little purple snake had really left his body.

But why has it been so long that the little purple snake has not returned?

Wu Hao's mind appeared with the dark clouds and thunder that suddenly appeared on the holy mountain, shook his head, and threw out the distracting thoughts in his heart.

After another two days, Wu Hao's injuries have fully recovered, and on the whole, the family treats him well.

Especially Xiaorou, although she seems to be gentle like water, she doesn't know how to be shy, and often asks Wu Hao to tell her the story of her "hometown", listening to it with relish, and leaving after midnight after dark.

Wu Hao also met Xiaorou's mother once, and found that the latter's body was like a bottomless whirlpool, which could absorb all his knowledge, so that Wu Hao's innate sense could not go back.

Being able to do this, this beautiful woman who made Wu Hao feel extremely amazed, her cultivation is really unfathomable.

But today, he wants to avoid the eyes and ears of this family, relying on Wu Hao's little subtle connection between the purple snake, and relying on innate induction, he can vaguely identify the smell of the little snake.

But what surprised Wu Hao was that after some exploration, the strongest place for this kind of aura would actually be this holy mountain.

No matter what the reason, Wu Hao had to go up to the Holy Mountain to take a look, and he couldn't explore it.

The mist was fluttering, and at the foot of the desolate holy mountain, there was a trace of black gas coming out of the earth-gray earth, and Wu Hao had to release his body protection qi to protect himself.

After walking more than 300 meters to the top of the giant mountain, it didn't look like climbing at all, but like walking uphill on open land, mainly because the holy mountain was too grand, vast and tall.

Compared with this holy mountain, Yuanqi Mountain is a little bit of a small thing, the majestic black giant mountain, like an ancient giant standing up to the sky, eternal and immovable.

It didn't take long for Wu Hao to come to a thousand meters high, and when he arrived here, he began to really enter the danger zone, and from time to time there were pieces of blood-colored mist wafting in, casting large shadows, and the smell of blood was so obvious.

He had heard Xiao Rou say that the fierce beasts and poisonous insects on the holy mountain were everywhere and could be seen everywhere, but there were no unusually powerful wild beasts.

That kind of existence, you can feel the faint divine power that seems to be absent on the holy mountain, making them seem to be feared from the blood and instinct.

Therefore, some of the fierce beasts on the holy mountain are the lowest, far more powerful than the outside, and naturally attract too many greedy demon beasts.

However, the area of the holy mountain must be limited, and the rich spiritual power can only be found in places shrouded in dense fog above the halfway point of the mountain, and it is inevitable that there will be roars and fierce battles between demon beasts for turf or other reasons.

The fact that they are unable to survive here only shows that they are weak, but instinctively they are still afraid of the top of the holy mountain and do not dare to approach there.

By now, Wu Hao had approached the place where the fierce beasts were concentrated, and bursts of bloody stench were rushing towards him, making Wu Hao frown slightly while being alert.

Looking at the increasingly dense mist in front of him, a faint danger lingered in his heart, and the spiritual power slowly exploded, forming a protective body qi, and a faint golden halo shrouded Wu Hao's body.

After doing this, Wu Hao felt a lot more relieved, and then took a big step forward and continued to move forward.

The lonely Cangshan Mountain seems to carry hundreds of millions of years of vicissitudes and loneliness, and the surrounding wilderness is silent, with occasional piercing sounds and deafening roars.

Every time Wu Hao took a detour to avoid those thin smokes, and his spiritual sense was released, in this bleak mountain forest, all the wind and grass in the square trees could not escape Wu Hao's perception.

In this way, it was safe to go all the way until half a day, and suddenly a gust of wind blew up, and suddenly the smoke rose and swayed with the wind, Wu Hao couldn't avoid it, and the smoke passed by.

"Snort!" A chilling sneering sound sounded, Wu Hao was suddenly startled, this smoke contained corrosive poison, surging spiritual power like an angry sea rapids, rushing, instantly forced out from the body, and the powerful and unmatched strength dispersed the smoke around his body.

"It's good to be prepared in advance, otherwise this smoke alone will hurt me a lot."

Wu Hao quietly breathed a sigh of relief, this time he had deepened his body protection qi a lot.

However, at this moment, danger suddenly came, like a black shadow like a wind, sneering through the air, a mouth of blood spurted out, and it devoured Wu Hao's head.

Wu Hao's whole body was full of light, like a round of crimson tomorrow, and a punch burst out, directly colliding with the black shadow head.

"Whew!"

The black shadow let out a terrible wail, and countless bloody arrows burst out all over its body, and its body was even blasted into a huge tree trunk, and the entire tree was shattered by this force, like a broken bone of flesh, turned into powder, and the cold wind swished, bringing up bursts of dirt and ash.

Only then did Wu Hao see the black shadow clearly, it turned out to be a spotted leopard with a strong body like a calf.