I Shall Seal the Heavens

Years pass, one thousand years, another thousand years, another thousand years...

Soon, five thousand years passed.

For more than 10,000 years, Meng Hao has barely appeared in the eyes of the world, making his name and existence gradually become more and more blurred with the appearance of successive monks.

And when the older generation of monks from the Shanhai Realm who were related to him all returned to ruins, it seemed that Meng Hao's existence here had become extremely thin.

In the past ten thousand years, it was not only the Shanhai Realm that had died, but also many monks in the starry sky, as well as the Cangmang Sect, but it was obviously too minor, so that they were ignored.

In today's mountains, seas, and stars, people don't know that the stars have a will, and they gradually and deliberately forget about the battle between Meng Hao and Luo Tian thousands of years ago.

Only a very small number of people still vaguely remember it, and most of these people are Supremes. Because their relationship with Meng Hao is not deep, and coupled with the Supreme's cultivation, although the power of the curse exists on them, it does not exist. Too obvious.

As for Man'er, his life span was cut off thousands of years ago, and his soul seed was retrieved by Meng Hao and sealed in an iceberg. This iceberg is the memory in Meng Hao's heart, the memory of his life, and his The beauty of this life is also his reverse scale.

He spent most of his time under this iceberg, with only memories accompanying him.

Occasionally, he would silently walk out and appear in the starry sky of the mountains and seas. Every time he went out, he looked at everything around him. The strange feeling made him feel that he was disconnected from the entire world many times.

So, unknowingly, a word became more and more intense in his body. That word was called loneliness.

He was already the strongest person in the starry sky, but that feeling of loneliness surpassed all others, leaving Meng Hao here, even though he was eternal. But the twilight energy on his body became more and more intense.

The body may not grow old, but the vicissitudes of the heart are choices that cannot be changed.

The years in this starry sky. It kept swimming, but it moved too fast. Meng Hao felt that he couldn't keep up. He could only stay in the past and watch the years move forward. Looking at the living beings in this starry sky, gradually appearing from generation to generation, he saw too many talented people, too many people who could be called monsters, and also saw many new strong people. Slowly Then it was revealed, constantly showing its prominence in the world of mountains and seas.

The world of mountains and seas is still developing, when the power of the curse is thin on them, when they forget Meng Hao. When their karma with Meng Hao and everyone else was weak, although their lifespans were greatly reduced, their cultivation speed accelerated several times in this treasure of the mountain and sea world.

The nine mountains and seas, and the rules of the nine forbidden laws of the demon-sealing lineage, have made it easier for mountain and sea cultivators to appear in the Tao realm, even in these thousands of years. One after another, amazing people have appeared, creating cultivation techniques that belong to this era, and creating too many new magical powers.

So much so that the realm of mountains and seas has been cultivated, even now thousands of years later. In this mountain, sea and starry sky, they are still an extremely powerful force. At the same time, in this power, their ambitions are slowly growing. I don't know when it started. They chose to expand and slowly conquered one race after another in the starry sky.

Meng Hao watched these silently. He watched the war emerge. He walked on the battlefield, watched the mountains and sea cultivators around him, and the other ethnic groups dying one by one. He watched the blood fill the air and the bloody aura spread.

He saw all this, but he didn't take action, didn't help, let alone participate.

This is the path chosen by the monks of the Mountain and Sea Realm. Meng Hao does not want to interfere. As for the outcome, he does not want to know.

He just watched the Shanhai Realm become more and more powerful in this battle, and watched the Shanhai Realm encounter several crises.

All of this seemed to be unimportant to him. The most important people in his life had gone, and he was the only one left in this world, in this starry sky.

This year, he has become much older, like an old man. Walking in the mountains and seas, no one can see him.

Even if he passed by the powerful supreme man who appeared in the current mountain and sea world, the other party did not notice him at all.

The place Meng Hao went to was the Southern Sky Star and the Purple Luck Sect. If Meng Hao had any concerns in this starry sky, then besides his patron ancestor who was gradually weakening in his deep sleep, it was the Purple Luck Sect's members. , the woman who was unwilling to wake up is no longer.

Thinking of Chu Yuyan, Meng Hao's eyes became even darker.

Walking on the Southern Star, there were dark clouds in the sky, and snow gradually began to fall. The snowflakes fell to the earth, rendering the mundane country everywhere and turning the earth white.

On the official road, there was a carriage moving at an unpleasant speed. There was a light inside the carriage, which reflected a scholar inside who was reading under an oil lamp.

Meng Hao stood in mid-air, staring at the snow in the sky and the carriages on the official road. He looked at the scholar and thought of himself back then, and also thought of the snow he encountered in Zhao Kingdom.

In silence, Meng Hao sighed and walked farther and farther until he came to the Purple Luck Sect.

Ziyun Sect, this famous sect on the Southern Star, has developed over the past ten thousand years and has become the first sect in the Southern Star. There are countless disciples in it. But in this Ziyun Sect, there is a holy place. There is a Mountain.

A mountain without a peak. For thousands of years, no one in the Ziyun Sect has been allowed to enter this mountain. This is the first sect rule. Many disciples of the Ziyun Sect are speculating, and countless legends have emerged.

Among these legends, there are many good ones and some evil ones, and there are too many of them. Therefore, this mountain is even more mysterious. Even the monks who have been adhering to the mission of guarding this mountain for thousands of years are not aware of it. , what exactly are they protecting?

They just know that no one can set foot on the top of this mountain. Halfway up the mountain, everyone will have difficulty walking, and everything here is distorted when viewed from the sky.

Even many years ago, there was a time when the most powerful man in the world of mountains and seas believed that a treasure from ancient times was hidden here, so he mobilized troops and came to try to climb the mountain to get the treasure.

But even the Supreme One is still halfway up the mountain, trembling and unable to move even half a step forward.

Therefore, this mountain is not only a holy place and a forbidden place, but also one of the few mysterious places in the entire mountain and sea world.

Meng Hao's figure appeared at the foot of the mountain. He looked up at the mountain. This was not his first time here. He had been there once before after Xu Qing left and everyone around him returned to the ruins.

Now, it was his third time. He walked silently on the mountain road. No one noticed or knew. His steps were not fast, and he reached the top of the mountain step by step. (~^~)

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