I Shall Seal the Heavens

The little fat man stared blankly at Meng Hao, and suddenly tears flowed from his eyes, he rushed forward, howling continuously.

"You are not dead, Meng Hao, you are not dead."

"I've been scared these days. Everyone says you're dead, and I feel bad. You're my only friend. What should I do if you're going to die?"

"I've been thinking about escaping from the mountain gate, and I'm not even interested in grinding my teeth anymore, but I thought that if I leave here, I might not be able to avenge you for the rest of my life, so I didn't leave, and I vowed to avenge you in this life..." Little Fatty Crying, hugging Meng Hao, weeping with joy.

The little fat man looked sincere, and Meng Hao felt very warm in his heart. He hurriedly comforted the little fat man, and then stopped the little fat man's tears. The two sat by the river, and Meng Hao briefly talked about his experience of going to Montenegro. He talked about Ying Long and Wang Tengfei, but the little fat man was terrified when he heard about it. When he finally heard that Meng Hao had already condensed to the sixth level, he gasped and was stunned.

"The sixth level of Qi Condensation... Damn, you...you have reached the sixth level of Qi Condensation. When Senior Sister Xu arrested us, she was only at the seventh level of Qi Condensation. Meng Hao, you are really a fairy now!" The little fat man looked excited.

"Can you fly?" The little fatty asked suddenly, out of breath.

"Fly..." Meng Hao closed his eyes slightly, and the Wind Walking Technique in the Qi Condensation Scroll appeared in his mind. It is naturally much easier to perform it with his sixth level of Qi Condensation than the fifth level of Qi Condensation, but he has tried many times. Only then did his body float up slowly, but soon fell down. Meng Hao tried again while stumbling, until he stumbled and cast it several times in a row, and even swallowed the elixir, and then under the eyes of the little fat man, he slowly and steadily It floated up, about five inches in the air, making the little fat man's eyes straight.

In the next breath, Meng Hao's eyes opened immediately, revealing a bright light, and at the same time, he stood up, and his whole body was like the wind as he took a step, flying around the surroundings, making the little fat man short of breath.

After trying several times, Meng Hao became more and more proficient at this feeling. He raised his right hand and patted the storage bag. Immediately, a flying sword flashed out and landed directly at Meng Hao's feet, carrying Meng Hao's body with him. Sliding into the sky, the little fat man who watched this scene stopped breathing, showing disbelief.

"Fly away..." the little fat man murmured.

Meng Hao was in mid-air, his heart was extremely excited. Stepping on the flying sword, he felt the existence of the wind. According to the method of wind travel, his body moved lightly with the flying sword. This time he persisted for more than 30 breaths. Feeling unsteady and falling uncontrollably, Meng Hao's mind suddenly shook. In his mind, it seemed that at this moment, there was an extra formula.

This formula is not a word, but extremely mysterious. It exists in Meng Hao's mind like an instinct. With the appearance of the formula, the aura in Meng Hao's body immediately circulates. With a subconscious wave of his right hand, there are invisible wings flapping. , suddenly in front of him, a wind blade appeared immediately!

As soon as the wind blade came out, even the flying sword under Meng Hao's feet trembled. In an instant, the wind blade went straight to the jungle ahead, and the sound of thumping reverberated instantly. Three rows of trees in a row were all cut like a knife When it broke and fell to the ground with a bang, Meng Hao staggered and fell to the ground.

The little fat man was completely stunned, and it took him a long time to recover his breathing. His face was already blushing, and his eyes showed strong admiration when he looked at Meng Hao.

"If you get rich, follow Meng Hao in the future and see who dares to bully me. I'll see who dares to snatch the business of the grocery store!" Thinking of this, the little fat man laughed triumphantly.

Meng Hao closed his eyes and felt the wind blade just now. He was very excited. With his intelligence, he vaguely guessed the strange dream.

It must be related to the demon pill, even the formula in my mind just now has a lot to do with the demon pill. The reflection of Yinglong in the lake in the dream appeared faintly in his mind, and an instinctive thought to comprehend the meaning of this dragon's sky lord permeated Meng Hao's heart, but after trying, he couldn't succeed.

"By the way, Meng Hao, the trial to be promoted to an inner disciple has started in the past few days. It is said that there is a one-month preparation period for registration. You should sign up quickly. Once you succeed, you will be the third inner disciple of the Backing Mountain Sect, and your status will be immediate. Incomparably noble!" Thinking of this, the little fat man spoke hastily.

"The trial to be promoted to an inner disciple?" Meng Hao was taken aback. He had heard about it a few times before, but at that time his cultivation base was weak and he felt that this matter was too far away from him, but now it is completely different. Zong, now counting Meng Hao, there are only three people at the sixth level of condensing energy!

They are Wang Tengfei, Han Zong, and him, Meng Hao. Han Zong was originally at the peak of the fifth floor, but he broke through to the sixth floor in the past few years.

"I heard that only one inner disciple will be accepted this time. Everyone is rumoring that this trial is for Wang Tengfei. Now that you have reached the sixth floor, you might succeed." The little fat man repeatedly persuaded, wishing Meng Hao would agree immediately, In the end, he became an inner sect disciple all the way, so he can be more domineering in the backer sect.

Meng Hao hesitated for a while, but didn't make a decision right away. Although he was very tempted, after all, becoming an inner disciple is completely different from the outer sect. No one should offend easily, even the elders of the sect. More, it's just that this matter is too important, Meng Haoxiu's promotion is too fast, he has to consider some guesses from outsiders after they know about it, if it arouses suspicion, it will not be worth the loss.

It has been almost two years since he came to the Backing Mountain Sect. Meng Hao already has a deep understanding of the four words of the strong eating the weak, and he also knows the truth of not revealing his wealth. However, he has not completely decided not to go, so proper preparations still need to be made. Especially after the Battle of Montenegro, Meng Hao's magic weapons and elixirs were all exhausted, so it was time to replenish them quickly.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling sorry for the two thousand big Lingshi.

More than 20 days passed in a flash, and the registration for the promotion of inner disciples was about to end. There were not many applicants, but the rules of the sect were like this, and once you registered, you were not allowed to leave the square, and you had to stand under the nine pillars. Meditate and wait for the trial to unfold, and outsiders should not interfere, otherwise it will be a violation of the rules.

The so-called trial is actually just a comparison of fighting skills. It is said that many years ago, the inner sect of the Guashan sect used to go to dangerous places to hunt for treasures.

For more than 20 days, Meng Hao went to the high-level open area, but it was quiet and there was no one at all. Thinking of the decline of the patron sect, Meng Hao understood the depression here, and returned to the low-level open area. , opened a grocery store.

As soon as he came back, there was a sensation immediately, and no one dared to snatch the business of the grocery store, so Meng Hao's business has been very good for more than 20 days, he has earned a lot of spiritual stones, and he has to copy magic weapons and elixir almost every day, Slowly also accumulate again.

Seeing more and more magic weapon flying swords in his pocket, although they are all common weapons, the number is nearly a hundred. Meng Hao recalled the battle between himself and Lu Hong, and thought of the Black Mountain party, and gradually became clear about himself. How to fight, after thinking for a long time, his eyes flashed, and he thought of some means to make a large number of flying swords more powerful.

In the following days, apart from setting up stalls, Meng Hao spent most of his time researching how to make the flying sword more powerful. After trying many times, he gradually figured out some methods and began to intentionally let himself control more swords. Flying swords even made these flying swords into various shapes. In order to prevent people from guessing, Meng Hao also deliberately made these flying swords either wear out, have their teeth broken, or paint them in other colors to make them look tattered.

In addition, almost every day, he would try to comprehend Yinglong's thoughts like a king in the sky in his dream. Although he couldn't succeed, he found that the power of the wind travel technique had increased a lot. It seemed that he gradually got closer to the sky as he comprehended it.

Time flies, two days before the deadline for the promotion of inner disciples, Meng Hao is setting up a stall in the low-level public area, watching the little fat man inside with the most spitting persuasion, suddenly he turned his head and looked into the distance, At the foot of the mountain in the distance, there was a figure with his hands behind his back, striding forward, each step was several feet long, and he soon arrived outside the Pingding Mountain. The yellow paper had some complicated runes drawn on it, and black wind blew out from the yellow paper, wrapping around the young man's body.

"Amulet..." Meng Hao's eyes flashed indistinctly. This yellow paper was introduced on the condensate volume. It is a treasure with a limited number of times, and its power is not small.

The person who came was none other than the second strongest member of the Outer Sect, Han Zong at the sixth level of Qi Condensation. As soon as he appeared, it immediately caused a sensation in Pingdingshan, and everyone clasped their fists and bowed.

"Meng Hao, Uncle Shangguan has something to do with you, you can go with me." Han Zong looked at Meng Hao without even looking at the others, and said coldly.

Meng Hao frowned. Uncle Shangguan was no stranger to him. Whether he released the alchemy alone or helped Wang Tengfei fight against the demon python more than half a month ago, he could tell that he was extraordinary.

"What will happen to him when he asks me...Could it be that this person noticed something at the beginning?" Meng Hao got up slowly. He knew that the other party was an elder of the sect, and as a disciple of a foreign sect, he had to obey. There is a ghost inside.

Meng Hao glanced at the cold and arrogant Han Zong for a while, and thought in his heart that if the incident of that day was really revealed, Wang Tengfei would be the first to find him. Could it be that this uncle Shangguan has something to do with this matter?

Meng Hao's expression was calm, and he sneered in his heart when he was thinking about it. He glanced at the little fat man seemingly casually, and walked forward.

During Han Zong's journey, the two soon arrived at the West Peak. On the top of the western mountain, the aura here is quite strong. Meng Hao saw an exquisite attic where some boys were planting spirit grass.

Not long after, Han Zong stopped outside a three-story attic and looked at Meng Hao. At the same time, Shangguan Xiu's voice came from inside the attic.

"Meng Hao come in, Han Zong, you go to Nanfeng." Following the words, another jade slip flew out and landed in Han Zong's hand. Han Zong glanced at Meng Hao with a sneer, turned and left.

Meng Hao thumped in his heart, secretly thinking that this sentence was wrong, he asked Han Zong to go to Nanfeng, and even sent him a jade slip...