I Shall Seal the Heavens

The little fat man was smiling, and he was extremely happy there. He was excited inside, as if Meng Hao had become an inner disciple, as if he himself had become an inner disciple.

Shangguan Xiu was silent in the crowd. After a while, he lowered his head and turned to leave. When he left, his face was covered with frost, but he was helpless. Meng Hao became an inner disciple, even if he was an elder, he was not qualified to ask What to ask, after all, the inner sect is the real disciple of the backer sect.

"Under the age of thirty, or the seventh level of condensed energy, or the first in the inner door test, you can enter the inner door..." Shangguanxiu sighed secretly, but he was unwilling to give up in his heart, so he could only endure it.

At this moment, neither Shangguan Xiu nor Elder Ouyang, even He Luohua, the head of the sect, had not noticed that outside the gate of the backing sect, on the top of the deserted Black Mountain, outside the empty cave, stood a man full of blood. figure.

The figure is very blurred, and the face cannot be seen clearly, but on this person, there is an aura that is completely different from the spiritual power of the heavens and the earth. It seems that this aura is rejected by the heavens and the earth. Surrounded, but this scene... when outsiders look at it, they can't see anything, as if everything is normal.

"Guoshanzong... has a vulgar name, but it was deliberately changed to this name thousands of years ago to avoid the punishment of reincarnation in heaven, but this place is after all... Feng Yaozong! And the disciples of Feng Yaozong dared to swallow Yinglong Zhidan, and obtained the inheritance of the demon... Interesting, I have helped you twice." A hoarse voice slowly came out from the blood-colored figure, and the voice had a sense of monsters, and when it reverberated , The sky roared, and streaks of red lightning descended instantly, but they shattered one after another thousands of feet away from the blood-colored figure, as if the sky could not shake it in the slightest.

"Sooner or later, I'm going to go against your heaven!" The red figure seemed to frowned, looked up at the sky coldly, turned around and took a step towards the southern region, and the figure disappeared in an instant.

"The main body is still sleeping, I was distracted to scan the world, and I saw this strange, interesting, and interesting scene." Laughter echoed, and the red figure disappeared.

His appearance, his departure, the scrolling of the sky, and the coming of thunder, none of this can be seen by outsiders!

Time flies, and seven days have passed in a blink of an eye.

For the past seven days, the only topic of discussion in the Outer Sect was that Meng Hao became an inner disciple. Everyone witnessed this incident with their own eyes, but the shock it brought to them still existed even after seven days had passed. Show envy.

Some people regretted Wang Tengfei, but no one mentioned it. It seems that the name Wang Tengfei has become a thing of the past since the first battle of the inner sect.

Those disciples who had made enemies with Meng Hao before were even more apprehensive and terrified, but Meng Hao was no longer in the Outer Sect, so they could only please the little fat man to express their affection.

The little fat man has been extremely prestigious these days, and has become the stall owner in the low-level public area, completely replacing Meng Hao, enjoying the popularity of his fellow disciples very much, even when he was grinding his teeth, he was very proud, and even moved to a very expensive place in the outer sect. It's a nice residence.

During these seven days, Meng Hao also lived a very fulfilling life. Although the backwater sect had sunned down, some rules still existed. In the seven days, Meng Hao bathed and changed clothes, worshiped the portraits of the old ancestors of the backer clan, and paid homage to the ancestors of the backer sect.

During this period, he didn't see Senior Sister Xu who had been in retreat for many months, but he saw Senior Brother Chen Fan wearing a silver robe. When Meng Hao was in the Outer Sect, this senior brother rarely talked and laughed, and seemed quite old-fashioned, but now Meng Hao After getting in touch with him, Hao found that no matter what question he asked, the other party would take the trouble to answer it in great detail, which made Meng Hao feel good about it. He thought of the rumors about this senior brother Chen Fan that most of them said that he was devoted to the Tao.

Don't ask about the world, be upright.

Seven days later, Meng Hao finally relaxed, and was given an inner cave in Dongfeng, where the spiritual spring was rich and filled with aura, which was much higher than his previous cave.

It's just that he was in a good mood, but after Meng Hao received the inner disciple's spirit stone and elixir for the first time, he just stood there stupidly, staring blankly at the spirit stone in his hand.

This spirit stone obviously surpassed what he had obtained from the outer door. It was a little bigger, and the inside was no longer completely transparent, but rather flocculent like mist. Although it was not much, it made Meng Hao's complexion gradually pale.

"This is the middle-grade spirit stone? Inner sect disciples give one piece a year... One piece of this kind of spirit stone can be exchanged for hundreds of spirit stones from the outer sect..." Meng Hao murmured, his mind kept buzzing, and in his There is also an ancient jade beside him, which specifically introduces the identification and difference of spirit stones by Qi Condensing monks.

"Above middle-grade spirit stones, it is said that there is no one in the entire Zhao Kingdom... High-grade spirit stones, one can be exchanged for at least ten thousand pieces of spirit stones... But there is no price in the market." Meng Hao's heart twitched, he hurried He took out a few large spirit stones in the storage bag, and his complexion became more and more ugly after comparison.

"According to the size of the spirit stone, according to its full flocculent structure, it can be seen that the rank is higher. The top-grade spirit stone is bigger, and the mist-like flocculent inside covers most of it... The spirit energy will not be lost, I think If you want to absorb it, you need a foundation-builder cultivator to do it." Meng Hao murmured, staring blankly at the big spirit stone in his hand, which was three times the size of a middle-grade spirit stone. The objects almost occupied the whole, and looked dazzling, but there was no aura coming out.

"This... this can't be a high-grade spirit stone, I... I actually squandered two thousand pieces of high-grade spirit stone!" Meng Hao's heart was bleeding, and he kept comforting himself, but he thought of the good quality of the wooden sword and Wang Tengfei's Care, thinking of the copying of the equivalent exchange of the bronze mirror, how can he not understand how much valuable spirit stones he has spent now...

"But why do I feel that the big spirit stone in my hand is bigger than the high-grade spirit stone described? There are much more misty flocculent things inside?" Meng Hao thumped in his heart. , He didn't dare to continue thinking about it, his face was pale, and his heart ached to the extreme.

It took a long while to suppress it, and quickly took away those big spirit stones.

"A mere two thousand high-grade spirit stones is nothing, nothing." Meng Hao gritted his teeth and murmured.

Time passed and several days passed.

"Little brother, I see that you used a lot of magic treasures in the battle that day, but if the magic treasure is gone, it will be a disadvantage. You should go to the Dharma Pavilion more often. There are many ancient books of the backer sect for thousands of years. You need to read more to learn." yes."

"Junior brother, I see that you have been hunting small animals and cooking food these days. This is not right. I wait for monks to swallow the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and I want to shed my mortal body, but if you still eat mortal beasts, wouldn't it be a waste of spiritual energy?"

"Junior brother, you have too many storage bags on your body, you can't do this, you should put all your items in one storage bag, so that it is easy to take out."

In the past few days, Meng Hao forced himself not to think about the Lingshi, but followed Senior Brother Chen Fan. As he got to know each other better, he would hear Senior Brother Chen Fan's teachings almost every day. The rumors of the Outer Sect are somewhat different. Although they are indeed wholeheartedly devoted to the Tao, it is not because they are silent, but if they don't say anything, once they talk about it, it can be at least a few hours, and at most it can be a whole day.

Even in the end, it wasn't him who went to find Chen Fan, but the other party would come to his cave early in the morning and start talking.

Meng Hao couldn't refuse, so he could only listen with a wry smile. Many times he fell asleep while listening, and after waking up, he could still hear senior brother Chen Fan's words. He couldn't help but feel sorry for his senior brother.

"There are too few inner disciples, so Senior Brother Chen has no one to talk to, so he has developed such a quirk..." Similarly, Meng Hao suddenly understood why Senior Sister Xu often retreats, because even he has been promoted many times. The idea of ​​going to retreat, only in this way can we get rid of the torment.

Even if he walked out of the cave, Chen Fan would still talk to Meng Hao while walking.

"I don't know when Senior Sister Xu will leave the customs. What is her expression when she sees me." Wearing a silver robe, Meng Hao grinned, sitting on the rocks of the East Peak, with his long hair fluttering, facing the breeze and looking into the distance In the sunset, my ears automatically ignored the words of Senior Brother Chen beside me.

"Little brother, I'm thinking, when will Junior Sister Xu leave the customs?" Senior Brother Chen smiled slightly, looked at Meng Hao and spoke.

"Huh...huh?" Meng Hao was taken aback by the different words from senior brother Chen's mouth.

"Little brother, don't be shy. Junior sister Xu Qing is naturally beautiful. It's normal for you to secretly like it." Senior brother Chen Fan said with a smile, with a playful look in his eyes. He has a calm personality and is very easy to get along with. He is also very impressed with Meng Hao. In my heart, I have recognized that the other party is my junior.

"Xu Qing? Cough, no, no, I didn't...By the way, senior brother, what did you say about the cultivator concentrating and consummating?" Meng Hao hurriedly opened his mouth, coughed a few times, and quickly changed the subject.

"After condensing the Qi, it is to build the foundation and shed the mortal body. Only then is it called spiritual cultivation, also called a monk." Senior Brother Chen Fan looked at Meng Hao and shook his head and smiled. Instead of joking, he spoke in a warm voice.

"To build a spiritual foundation, nine Taoist platforms will be raised in Danhu Lake, and the light of the Taoist platforms will spread throughout the body. There are eighteen cracks and gaps in the foundation, and more than eighteen cracks in the broken foundation, among which the flawless is the best, the lack is the best, and the broken rock is the most extensive."

"In my backing mountain sect, there used to be a book of exercises that had no time to build a foundation. It was obtained by the old ancestor of the backing mountain. It was because of this exercise that his old man became famous in the Zhao country and spread throughout the southern region. Unfortunately... it has been followed. The old ancestor is gone and lost." Chen Fan said tirelessly, in great detail, his character is like this, and Meng Hao has gotten used to it these days.

"After the establishment of the foundation, there is the way of forming alchemy, such as the head of the sect, this is the realm. After that, the Nascent Soul will live forever, like a fairy on land."

"What about after Yuanying?" Meng Hao listened carefully at the moment, his heart full of longing.

"After Nascent Soul is Zhan Ling, just like the old ancestor of the backer, he is in this state, but unfortunately this state is extremely difficult, life and death are on the line, and he has to be cut several times in his life to be able to survive. Back then, the old ancestor went out to retreat, until today Haven't come back yet." Chen Fan said softly, his eyes seemed to be calm, but there was a touch of persistence in cultivation.

"I don't know if I, Meng Hao, will reach the realm of killing spirits one day. What about after killing spirits?" Meng Hao murmured.

"After killing the spirit, the realm is too high, and I don't know the details. I have to go to some great sects in the Southern Region to know a little bit, but no matter what, it's all for becoming an immortal." Chen Fan said softly.

"Immortal?"

"Become a fairy."

The mountain wind came and landed on the top of the mountain, blowing up the long hair of the two brothers and sisters, blowing their words away, farther and farther away.

"Little brother, if you go out for trials in the future, you can't limit yourself to the country of Zhao. You must know that the country of Zhao is just a remote country in the southern region of the southern land. There are not many spiritual energy and monks." Chen Fan turned his head and glanced at Meng Hao. , said gently.

"Southern Territory, that is the real realm of comprehension. Although the jungle is extremely cruel, it also represents the pinnacle of the south of the southern land. There are many heroes, and the pride is the most.

Compared to there, Zhao Guo is much calmer. My generation of monks should step on a mountain, and my generation of monks should step on a bone. A strange look appeared in Chen Fan's eyes. It seemed that these words were not addressed to Meng Hao, but to himself.

Meng Hao's heart was shaken. He was ignorant of these words before, but now it was the first time someone told him so clearly. In Meng Hao's mind, it seemed that at this moment, a vast map spread out. In the Tang Dynasty, there are heroes from the southern regions.

"When you step into the spiritual path, if you stay away from the mortal world, you will no longer be a mortal. As a monk, you are going against the sky. If you are not strong, you are not qualified to survive. If you are not strong, you are not qualified to practice. You If you are not strong, you will not have the qualifications to live, and you can only be slaughtered, such a life... Would you like it?" Chen Fan looked at Meng Hao, and the words passed into Meng Hao's ears, and each word fell into his heart, Meng Hao's eyes were dazed, and he was silently lost in thought.

"I'm a scholar in Yunjie County. My parents disappeared since I was a child. My original dream was to become a rich man and stop living a hard life. I just wanted to visit the Eastern Land Tang after I became rich..." Night Breeze was cool , Blowing his hair, Meng Hao at this moment was thinking about his own life, just like he was thinking about the road to the future when he was on the Daqing Mountain. －－－－－Second update, the total number of words in these two chapters is 7000, and there is another update in the early morning, 40,000 words today!