I Shall Seal the Heavens

Meng Hao was taken aback for a moment, he didn't remember how many years he had, and he didn't see his father so innocuous, yet he was so heavy that he suddenly woke up from sleep and spoke.

"Respect a teacher like a father..." Meng Hao looked at the back of his father, who was wearing a simple long gown, but at this moment, for some reason, in Meng Hao's eyes, it seemed that a purple wind was blowing around his father.

This wind made him feel as if an area in his mind was broken, as if a picture appeared in front of him. In the picture, the appearance of his father was blurred. When he stared at himself, he sighed softly.

There is also a mother in the picture, looking at me softly, as if there are still tears streaming down her eyes.

It seems... there is still Tanglou, and there are many mixed memories. Meng Hao was silent, and shook his head vigorously after a long while. When he turned around, he saw a tall tower in the county town, that... was Tanglou.

"It didn't seem to be there before... and it seems to have always been there." Meng Hao's eyes showed a hint of bewilderment.

"I'm not a private school here." When Meng Hao was at a loss, an old voice came from his ears. Meng Hao quickly turned around and looked at the old man in front of him. Behind him, his father had gone away. At this moment, there were only him and the old man in the yard.

"Before you, this old man had seventeen disciples, some of them returned to the ruins, some of them walked out of their own way, and some of them...are still immersed in their pursuit.

Counting and counting, some of them can no longer be regarded as the old man's disciples. From today onwards, you are the eighteenth disciple of the old man, but I will call you Xiao Jiu. The old man looked at Meng Hao, and spoke slowly, with vicissitudes in his voice. As the words came, Meng Hao gradually could not hear the noise around him. Only the old man was left in front of him.

"You also have a junior sister who is unorthodox even though her apprenticeship was earlier than you, so she ranks behind you. Her surname is Chu."

Meng Hao didn't know why, but his heart was a little nervous. He didn't know whether to kneel down or bow down and clasp his fists. Somewhat cramped.

"My name has not been used for a long time. Outsiders often call me my Dan number, while those who are familiar with me call me Mr. Dong."

"I have never married a wife in my life, so I have no heirs. My disciples are my heirs. You inherit my knowledge and continue my traces in this world. To me, you... are the closest people in my life." The old man looked at Meng Hao with majesty, but his eyes were soft and loving. It seemed that he had been looking at Meng Hao for many years and had been tested for a long time.

"From today onwards, I am your master!"

"Respect the teacher, the teacher is like a father, I..." Meng Hao said subconsciously.

"You don't need to say these words, you can just keep them in your heart, Xiao Jiu, kneel down!" The old man's eyes immediately revealed a sharp light, and the whole person seemed to be the supreme in this world at this moment.

Meng Hao couldn't describe the specific feeling. He just felt that at this moment, the old man in front of him seemed to have become the sky, but it was not cold. On the contrary, there was a kind of deep kindness and gentleness, like a mountain, which could shield him from the wind and rain.

Meng Hao bowed his head and knelt down.

Kneeling, he couldn't see that the sky was still at this moment, the clouds were quiet, the birds lost their agility in mid-air, and the ground didn't tremble, but the whole city was also quiet at this moment.

"To become my disciple, in the real sense of life, you only bow twice."

"The first time was when I was apprenticed to a teacher. This buckle became a cause for me. Since then, fate has been involved. You will not stop, and I will not stop!

As for the second time, when you wake up, come to me and I will tell you. "

"The button of apprenticeship is divided into three buttons, which are Zhizi, Yuanqu, and Mu Wang. Now, it is your child's button." The old man stared at Meng Hao and said softly.

Meng Hao seemed to understand but didn't understand. He touched the ground with both hands and gave the old man a deep clasp.

With this buckle, the sky moves, the wind and clouds roll, and the birds are far away!

With this buckle, the earth trembles, the dreams of all living beings, and the past is revealed!

This buckle, the cause of the past, the result of the future, this life... You will not stop, I will not stop!

The old man's laughter reverberated all around, full of joy. In that laughter, there was emotion, satisfaction, kindness, and responsibility.

From then on, the young man in front of him became his disciple. From then on, every move of this young man had his own brand. From then on, in this young man's life, I... was his master!

This is cause and effect, not determined by heaven, but determined by people, a fate, not fate, not destined in the dark, but a choice between two people.

One chose the master, the other chose the disciple, and this ended... karma!

"You still need to experience the button of going away, the button of twilight hope, in this process, there are many paths in your life, which one to take... depends on your choice.

If you take down Mu Wang in the end, then no one can break the name of you and me as master and apprentice! I didn't accept your apprentice ceremony, because I have already accepted it once. "The old man spoke softly, raised his hand and patted Meng Hao's head, smiled kindly, and asked him to stand up.

Meng Hao seemed to understand, he stood up and looked at the master in front of him. He could feel the kindness of the other party, and he could feel the warmth in his heart under such gaze.

He nodded heavily.

Spring went to autumn, year after year, Meng Hao was nineteen years old, and during these seven years, he lived with his master most of the time, reading books, looking at the clear wind and white clouds, looking at the bright moon and stars.

Everything in the book made him know how to respect teachers, and everything in the book made him understand that the world is big.

In seven years, her father has aged a lot, her master has aged even more, and Xiao Taohong is no longer a popular figure in the courtyard. A year ago, she was redeemed by a rich man from another county and became a concubine.

Before leaving, she also found Meng Hao, as if she regarded Meng Hao as her younger brother, and spoke softly. Finally, with Meng Hao's smile, she got into the sedan chair and left Donglai County.

The two companions from back then, according to their previous promise, took over Meng Hao's inheritance, and now they have indeed become bullies in the county.

Meng Hao is no longer the self-proclaimed bully he used to be. He took off his fancy robes and wore a monochrome book long shirt.

The cyan long gown is just like his youthful years, but with the change of age, his face has lost a touch of frivolity and a touch of calmness. He likes to think, likes to look at the sky, and he doesn't know what he is looking at.

He likes to stand in the pavilion during wind and rain, watching the lightning and thunder in the distance, and watching the rain fall on the ground. At this time, he would think of the vicissitudes of life he saw in the books.

It was like a dream, seven years was like a storm, Meng Hao didn't feel that he had changed anything, but from outsiders' perspective, he had changed too much.

He would often look at the tenement building, and some memories that seemed to be from his previous life would often appear in his mind, which were very mixed and incoherent, but over the past seven years, more and more of these memories gradually emerged.

Meng Hao looked at the aging master and wanted to express his thoughts about going away. He wanted to walk across mountains and places to see the outside world.

But in the end, he looked at the county seat, at his master, and at his father, without opening his mouth, but remained silent.

One year, one year... When the second seven years came, in the autumn of that year, when the autumn leaves scattered on the ground and seemed to return to their roots in the wind, his father was seriously ill, and on a night when the purple wind blew, his father passed away.

In front of his father's grave, Meng Hao's eyes were in a trance, as if he had returned to fourteen years ago. His father hugged him and came to the door of the master. Fourteen years passed in a blink of an eye. In silence, Meng Hao drank a pot of wine.

When he turned to leave, he told his master that he wanted to go away. This was a dream of his, which had been brewing in his heart for a long time.

When going away, Meng Hao withheld the second bow in front of his master, which was... the far away bow.

Under the gaze of the master, Meng Hao carried the bookcase on his back, and walked farther and farther away from Chuyang in the early morning of one day.

When he turned his head for the first time, he couldn't see his master, and when he turned his head for the second time, even Tang Lou disappeared.

Meng Hao was silent. He seemed to understand something. When he turned around, he walked farther and farther, without turning back for the third time.

In the big river, Meng Hao met a boatman and talked about the legend about the long river. According to the legend, it seems that this river is inhabited by immortals.

Immortal is a name that Meng Hao occasionally sees in the books he has read, which makes him very interested. He has lived by this river for three years, but unfortunately he did not see an immortal, but in the reflection of the river, he seemed to see another version of himself.

Flying in the sky, cultivating in the mountains, cultivating in a Dandong lineage called Ziyunzong...

It seems that by jumping down, you can become another self and end this life.

Three years later, Meng Hao was twenty-nine years old. In his last year of standing, he didn't jump into the river, but got up and left the long river, walking to a farther place.

A year later, in a seemingly endless secluded forest, during a month of windy night, Meng Hao saw an erratic figure of a woman, and an abandoned old grave. There was no incense in front of the grave, and the forest was dark and gloomy. Meng Hao was a little scared. When he was surrounded by countless figures, Meng Hao thought of the seal formula made by a finger in his memory.

He made this handprint, and at that moment, everything around him disappeared.

From then on, he became curious about this dark forest. Walking in the secluded forest and living in the wilderness, he saw scenes of strange scenes and strange ferocious beasts.

He had been walking in this forest for three years before passing through it. When he left, he looked back at the forest with a dazed expression on his face. He had a feeling that if he wanted, it seemed that this forest could belong to him.

Here, a person, together with the world and nature, pursues a life beyond the ordinary.

While staring, Meng Hao thought of Master's words 21 years ago, that there are too many paths in a person's life, which one to choose... depends on oneself.

"Here is not the path I want to choose." Meng Hao turned and walked away thoughtfully.

I saw a fellow Taoist who said that he didn’t understand, it was my fault, after the next chapter, everything will be clear, this episode is a test of water, I haven’t written like this for a long time, my hands were itchy yesterday... (to be continued...)

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