I Shall Seal the Heavens

"You went to bed early, I'll wake up your grandfather Tiger!" Following the fanning of the two doors, a burly man in a handyman's shirt walked in. He fiercely looked at Meng Haoyu who was still sleeping. little fat man glanced.

"Starting today, you two cubs, each of you will cut ten more trees for me every day, or Grandpa Tiger will tear you apart." The big man said fiercely.

"I've seen Master Tiger, Xiaosheng..." Meng Hao quickly got off the bed and stood aside nervously. Before he finished speaking, the big man glared.

"Small fart, do you think Tiger's voice is loud?"

Meng Hao only felt a fierceness hit his face, looked at the burly body of the other party, and said hesitantly, "But...the senior brother in the chores department only makes us ten wood each day."

"The extra ten trees are for Lao Tzu." The big man snorted coldly.

Meng Hao was silent, his thoughts were spinning quickly. He was bullied when he first came to this immortal's sect. He was a little unwilling, but the other party was burly, and he was obviously too thin to resist. When he was hesitating, he suddenly saw a tooth mark on the corner of the table. Thinking of the extraordinary power of the little fat man's sleepwalking, he thought about how to try it, so he immediately shouted to the sleeping little fat man.

"Fatty, someone stole your steamed buns, someone stole your wife!"

As soon as Meng Hao finished speaking, the little fat man sat up abruptly, with his eyes closed he let out a loud roar, his face twisted and hideous.

"Whoever stole my steamed bun, whoever stole my wife, I'll kill you, I'll kill you." The little fat man jumped off the bed and beat around the room randomly. He slapped the little fat man with a slap.

"Dare to shout in front of Lord Tiger." The slap landed on the face of the little fat man, but then the big man screamed, and the little fat man closed his eyes and bit the big man's arm. , No matter how the big man swayed, he wouldn't let go at all.

"Let go, let me go." This big man is also a handyman, not a monk, but he has been a handyman for a long time, and his body is a little strong, but now he is also sweating in pain, and even punching and kicking can't make the little one. Fatty didn't let go at all, but the more he hit, the deeper the bite, the blood was blurred, and it seemed that he was about to bite off a large piece of meat.

The screams came from outside the house, and immediately attracted the attention of the house servants around. At this moment, an indifferent voice came from outside like a cold winter.

"Noisy."

This was the voice of the young man with a horse face. It fell into the ears of the big man, and immediately made him tremble. Although the pained expression changed, he did not dare to scream.

"It's displeased by Senior Brother of the Handyman Department. You and I have no good results. You should let him loose. It's a big deal. I don't want Shimu anymore."

Meng Hao didn't expect Fatty's sleepwalking to be so fierce, and now he knew that he couldn't continue. He hurriedly stepped forward and patted Fatty and whispered in his ear.

"Bantou is back, so is the lady."

The little fat man with his eyes closed suddenly relaxed, and he let out a sigh of relief. He returned to the bed with a fist, and continued to sleep with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

The big man glanced at the little fat man with lingering fears, and quickly left the room without saying a word. Meng Hao froze for a while, looked at the little fat man with admiration, and went back to the bed to sleep carefully.

The next morning.

When the sky was dawning, there were bursts of bells from outside the house. This sound seemed to carry some kind of strange power, and when it entered the ear, people immediately woke up. With the clutter outside the house, the little fat man also opened his mouth. Eyes, staring blankly at the messy footprints on his body,

He touched his face again.

"What happened to me last night? Why does my whole body hurt so much, as if I was beaten..."

Meng Hao, who was wearing a trousers shirt, was silent for a while, then spoke up after a while.

"It's okay, everything is normal."

"Why do I feel my face is swollen?"

"Maybe this mosquito is bigger."

"But why is there still blood in my mouth?"

"You fell to the ground last night. You fell several times." Meng Hao quickly pushed open the door of the house. He hesitated when he was about to step out, looked back at the little fat man, and said seriously.

"Fatty, you have to grind your teeth more in the future, it's better to be sharper."

"Huh? You said the same thing, and my father told me the same." The little fat man said in surprise while wearing a trousers in pain.

Facing the rising sun, Meng Hao and the little fat man walked out of the house and started his life of chopping wood in the backer's office.

Each person has ten trees per day. Outside the clerk’s office in the northern district, there are endless barren mountains. There are many trees on the mountains. Although they are not thick, they are densely packed, and there is no edge at a glance. From a distance, it looks like a forest.

Carrying the axe issued by the handyman, Meng Hao rubbed his shoulders, his entire arm was already numb and numb, and the axe was very heavy. As for the little fat man, he was out of breath. The two went up the barren mountain and found the assigned area. Gradually, the sound of thumping came out, and the trees were chopped down continuously.

"My father is a rich man, and I will be a rich man in the future. I don't do chores..." The little fat man cried and chopped with an axe.

"You said that this immortal is really weird, they have magic, don't they need to make a fire, why do you want us to chop down trees..."

Compared to the babbling of the little fat man on the side, Meng Hao was too tired to speak, sweating like rain, he was poor in Yunjie County, and he didn't eat much meat, so that his body was thin and his strength was not very strong. For half the time of the incense stick, the whole person leaned against the uncut tree and breathed heavily.

Looking at the little fat man again, even though he was tired and trembling, he was still muttering and muttering while chopping down trees. Obviously, although he was young, he was much stronger than Meng Hao.

Meng Hao shook his head with a wry smile. Taking advantage of the rest time, he took out the Qi Condensation Scroll and looked at it again. He silently followed the description above to feel the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

Time passed like this, and soon it was dusk. Meng Hao only chopped down two trees in one day. As for the little fat man, he chopped down as many as eight trees. Together, they could feed one person. The little fat man went to get the food, and the two shared it in the house, and then fell down tired and fell asleep.

Until the little fat man's snoring spread throughout the room again, Meng Hao struggled to get up, with persistence in his eyes, enduring hunger and exhaustion, he picked up the Qi Condensation Roll and looked at it silently.

"When I was studying in the past, I often endorsed until dawn, and I was used to it. Although I am tired, this life is always a way out. I, Meng Hao, don't believe it. Hao's eyes became more and more persistent, with perseverance, he bowed his head to realize.

Until late at night, Meng Hao didn't know when he fell asleep, as if in his sleep he was full of the spiritual power of heaven and earth. In the early morning, he was woken up by the sound of the bell. When he opened his eyes, there were bloodshot eyes in his eyes. The little fat man, who was still full of energy, continued to chop wood.

One day, two days, three days...until two months have passed. In the past two months, Meng Hao can gradually chop down four trees every day, but most of his time is spent on comprehension of spiritual energy, and bloodshot eyes gradually It increased until the evening of this day, when Meng Hao was panting and resting, while meditating cross-legged, not long after that, his body suddenly shook, and he suddenly felt a numbness in his limbs, as if there was a trace of invisible breath from his flesh and blood. condensed out.

Immediately afterwards, a trace of spiritual power appeared in his body. Although it disappeared in a flash, Meng Hao opened his eyes excitedly. His exhaustion was swept away, and the bloodshot in his eyes also dissipated a lot. His body trembled and died. Holding on to the Qi Condensation Roll, he ate less and slept less in the past month. He spent all his time except chopping wood to feel the spiritual energy. At this moment, he finally gained something and made Meng Hao's spirits lifted.

Time flies, another two months have passed, and now the season is summer in August, and the scorching sun is emitting bursts of scorching heat.

"Condensing Qi enters the body, melts the whole body, and the meridians are connected, and the heaven and the earth resonate." At noon, in the deep mountain range of the mountain sect, Meng Hao fiddled with the fire in front of him with one hand, and held a small condensed qi scroll in the other hand. booklet, read carefully.

After a stick of incense, he closed his eyes and silently felt the gentle aura in his body. This aura appeared more than two months ago and was regarded as a treasure by Meng Hao. Now it is obviously much thicker than before. Scrolling the formula and the method of operation, he constantly let the slightest breath circulate throughout the body during this meditation.

It didn't take long before Meng Hao opened his eyes. In the distance in the jungle, there was a fatter figure running quickly with a big axe.

"How is it, how is it?" The little fat man was panting. Although he was still so fat, his body was obviously stronger, and he hurriedly spoke after running.

"It can't spread to the whole body yet, but I'm sure that in another week, I can reach the first level of condensing qi." Meng Hao said with a confident look in his eyes.

"What I'm asking is how is the chicken." The little fat man licked his lips and looked at the fire.

"It's almost there." Meng Hao also added his lips, picked up the wooden stick beside him and just set off the fire, the little fat man immediately picked up the axe and dug out the ripe pheasant buried in the soil.

The aroma was overflowing, and the two split it in half and devoured it.

"Fortunately, since you have spiritual energy, you can often catch some pheasants, otherwise we will both starve to death. Thinking of the first two months of life, I feel like a nightmare..." The fat man's mouth was full of oil. The habitual flattery around.

"Many people are doing things like game, but you just don't know it." Meng Hao said in a slurred voice while biting the drumstick.

"Hey, if you reach the first floor of Condensation Qi and become a disciple of the Outer Sect in a week, what should I do then? I can't understand those formulas." The little fat man frowned and looked at Meng Hao eagerly.

"Fatty, only when you become a disciple of the Outer Sect can you go home." Meng Hao put down the chicken leg in his hand and looked at the little fat man in front of him.

The little fat man was silent, and nodded firmly after a long while.

It was another six days in the blink of an eye. That night, the little fat man had fallen asleep, and Meng Hao was sitting cross-legged in the house. He thought that he had spent almost all of his time in the past four months, except for chopping wood, to feel the condensed air. He thought of two I was excited when the first ray of breath appeared a month ago. At this moment, I took a deep breath. When I closed my eyes, the spiritual energy in my body revolved. After a while, there was a bang in my mind. The spiritual energy that did not dissipate in the whole body during this period of time suddenly spread to this moment. Every corner of his body, a fluttering feeling came to Meng Hao's mind.

Almost at the same time that Meng Hao's spiritual energy reached the first level of condensed energy, outside the house, the young man with a horse face who seemed to be sitting cross-legged on the boulder day and night, slowly opened his eyes and looked at the house where Meng Hao was. I closed my eyes again.

In the early morning, under the envious gazes of many people in the North District handyman office, Meng Hao walked out of the house where he lived for four months in silence and came to the horse-faced youth.

The little fat man didn't follow, and looked at Meng Hao from the door with determination in his eyes.

"Being at the first level of condensing energy in four months, it is not considered outstanding talent, but it is not stupid either." The young man with horse face looked at Meng Hao, his expression lost his indifference, and he spoke calmly.

"Going to Waizong, I want to explain the rules of Waizong to you. Although Waizong gives spiritual stones and medicinal pills every month, it is not forbidden to snatch and shoot each other. There is also a designated public area as a killing area. You... You can do it yourself." The horse-faced youth said lightly, raised his right hand and waved, a jade slip flew out and fell in front of Meng Hao, which was held by Meng Hao.

"When the spiritual energy is sent into the jade slip, you can take you to the Outer Sect Treasure Pavilion by yourself, which is also the place where the promotion of Outer Sect disciples is registered." The young man with horse face closed his eyes.

Meng Hao was silent. After bowing again, he turned around and glanced at the little fat man. The two looked at each other for a short while. Meng Hao sighed in his heart. Then he stopped thinking about it and squeezed the jade slip in his hand. Qingguang, flew forward slowly.

Meng Hao quickly walked a few steps, using the jade slip as a guide, he gradually moved away from the clerk's office, walked on the path of the mountain gate, walked further and further down the mountain, and gradually entered an area he had never stepped into in the past four months. .

There are four main peaks in the Kuoshanzong, which are the south, east, and northwest, and the surrounding mountains are endless. It can end in the middle of the mountain, and then there is a formation blocking it. The area on the top of the mountain can only be lived by inner disciples and elders.

The same is true for the four peaks. As for the regional plain between the four peaks, surrounded by houses, there is the outer sect of the backing sect.

The backing sect is a bit different from other sects. The outer sect is at the bottom, but the handyman can live halfway up the mountain. This is the sect rule set by the backing ancestors for some unknown reason.

From the outside, this place looks foggy, but after stepping in, the fog dissipates instantly, revealing what Meng Hao is in front of. There are jade-carved railings everywhere, and attics are everywhere. Even the roads are paved with bluestone, and many are dressed in green. The outer sect disciples in robes were haunted, and when Meng Hao passed by, they also attracted some attention.

Those eyes were contemptuous, without the slightest sentimentality. Meng Hao looked like he was being swept by a ferocious beast, reminding him of Senior Brother Ma Lian's words about the Outer Sect.

Not long after, Meng Hao came to a black attic in the southern part of the land. The attic was three stories high. Although it was black, it seemed to be carved out of jade, giving it a crystal clear feeling.

As soon as Meng Hao approached, the door to the attic opened silently, and a thin middle-aged man walked out from inside. He raised his right hand and grabbed it, and immediately the jade slip in front of Meng Hao flew into this man's hand. After he glanced at it, he spoke lazily.

"Meng Hao, promoted to the disciple of the outer sect, I will give you a separate house, a green robe, a spirit card, and a storage bag. If you hold the spirit card, you can enter the treasure pavilion to obtain the same magic weapon." The Jingmang man swung his right hand, UU reading www.uukanshu.com A gray pocket fell into Meng Hao's hands.

Meng Hao was stunned when he looked at the gray pocket in his hand, and remembered all the disciples of the outer sect he had seen along the way, with such pockets hanging around his waist.

"With the spiritual energy inside, you can hold a few things." The shrewd man glanced at Meng Hao, and immediately decided that the other party must not have any acquaintances of the foreign sect, otherwise he would not even be able to use the storage bag.

Hearing the words, Meng Hao immediately poured the little spiritual energy in his body into his pocket, and his eyes blurred for a while, as if he saw a space the size of half a human, with green robes, jade slips and other objects in it.

Seeing this scene, he was immediately a little excited, secretly thinking that this storage bag is also worth a hundred gold, such a treasure can be regarded as a means of Xianjia.

When his mind moved, a jade slip appeared in his hand in the space, and he looked at it, and there was a map, which described a house in a remote corner in this outer sect area, where it will belong to in the future. Meng Hao.

"Go back and look again, the treasure pavilion has already been opened, but we haven't entered yet." The shrewd man said coldly.

Meng Hao raised his head, put the storage bag in his arms, glanced at the open attic door, took a deep breath, and stepped inside with a hint of anticipation.

The moment he stepped into the treasure pavilion, Meng Hao's expression suddenly changed and he took a deep breath.

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