I Shall Seal the Heavens

"I...Xiaosheng..." Meng Hao was stunned, opened his mouth wide and didn't know what to say for a while, he had never encountered such a thing when he was shopping in Yunjie County before, especially the woman in front of him smiled sweetly. Meng Hao's face turned red uncontrollably because of his handsome appearance and the charm between his brows and eyes.

The woman covered her mouth with a coquettish smile, looked at Meng Hao's stupefied look and his soon-to-be-embarrassed expression, turned around with a chuckle, swayed her waist, and walked towards the distance very charmingly, sitting cross-legged with the alchemy furnace The middle-aged man whispered for a while and came back.

"How about one hundred and seventy spirit stones?" The woman blinked and looked at Meng Hao.

"Thank you fellow daoist." Meng Hao took a deep breath with a happy expression on his face. He was very happy to be able to save these spirit stones, and he quickly cupped his fists and bowed.

"I want to call you sister." The woman smiled and raised her right hand, took off the jade slips inside each of them, and handed them to Meng Hao.

After Meng Hao took it, the spiritual power entered, and images suddenly appeared in his mind. His heart skipped a beat. Just by scanning, he saw the three kinds of pills in the storage bag. He quickly took out the spiritual stone, and clasped his fists again Just as she was about to leave, the woman coughed lightly and sent Meng Hao out of the attic until they reached the entrance of the attic.

"My sister's name is Qiaoling. Remember to look for me next time you come here." At the door of the attic, the woman looked at Meng Hao with interest in her smile. Her eyes were charming and coquettish. Meng Hao's face turned even redder, and he hurriedly left the place with fists in his hands.

When he got out of the attic, his heart was still beating faster, and it took him a while to recover. When he looked back at Baizhen Pavilion, he could still see the woman named Qiaoling standing there and chuckling.

Meng Hao was even more embarrassed, knowing that he had been molested by the other party.

It was the first time for Meng Hao to experience this feeling, so he didn't feel disgusted, and even felt a little proud. He coughed dryly again, bowed his head and walked forward.

But at this moment, another group of people came out from the Baizhen Pavilion. These people came down from the second floor. There were about seven or eight people. There were men and women. The light blue long gown followed behind these people, with a blank expression, as if they had become followers.

When he walked out of the attic, the man subconsciously raised his head and caught sight of Meng Hao.

"Meng Hao!" He was taken aback for a moment, and the voice immediately attracted the attention of the men and women around him. Meng Hao paused, looked sideways, and his eyes fell on the young man.

When he saw this person, Meng Hao's expression was normal, but his heart was a little complicated. This person was Zhou Kai, a disciple of the outer sect of the backer sect, with a cultivation of the fifth level of Qi Condensation. With the disbandment of the backer sect, this person was popular The fog rolled out, but today we met here.

He naturally saw Zhou Kai's current desperation. The people who followed were all dressed like silk, and their brocade robes were luxurious, and most of them had eye-catching eyes. One of them was at the seventh level of Qi Condensation, and the rest were also at the sixth level From the appearance of the upper layer, it is obvious that he is a disciple of several major sects of Zhao Guo.

As for Zhou Kai, obviously he joined other sects after the backing sect was disbanded, and now following these people can only be regarded as a follower.

Meng Hao nodded slightly, turned around and was about to leave without saying a word.

"Who is this person?" In front of Zhou Kai, a young man in fancy clothes holding a fan spoke lightly, his voice was not high, but it carried a hint of arrogance. Among the seven or eight people around him, he was the one who cultivated at the seventh level of Qi Condensation, and he seemed to be surrounded by everyone. As soon as the words came out, the men and women around him immediately paid attention.

"Brother Sun, he was a fellow clan of mine back then." Zhou Kai hesitated for a moment,

Meng Hao's identity as an inner sect was not revealed.

"Meng Hao... the name is somewhat familiar."

"I remembered, isn't this person the only inner sect disciple in the backer sect who has not been taken away? He is indeed somewhat similar to the portrait." Immediately there was a woman among the crowd, who seemed to have remembered something, and said with a smile.

As soon as her words came out, the eyes of the people around immediately lit up, and two of them stepped out in a flash, blocking in front of Meng Hao. In the past few days, a shocking event has been circulating in Zhao Guo's cultivation world.

The backer sect was disbanded, and the backer patriarch was not dead. He unfolded his supernatural powers for an inner disciple, causing a sensation in the entire Zhao country's cultivation world and frightening all Zhao's powerhouses present. After these people retreated, this matter has spread throughout the Zhao country's cultivation world.

There are even more rumors that the patron ancestor personally gave this inner sect disciple a treasure, which is powerful enough to kill all monks. This matter spread more and more widely. The inner disciple's name was found on the disciples of the outer sect, and his name was Meng Hao.

If this matter ends here, the entire country of Zhao will calm down after being intimidated by the ancestor of the backer, but soon, those powerful people in Zhao who were scared away by the ancestor of the backer all thought of the weakness in the last voice of the backer Feeling, but also thought that with the temper of the legendary backing ancestor, they couldn't survive at all, but none of them died.

As a result, all kinds of speculations arose immediately, and naturally, many people turned their attention to the inner disciple named Meng Hao, and even the three major sects issued orders to ask the disciples who went out to pay more attention and find this person , Even the portraits are also spread.

It's just that whether the old ancestor of the backer is really dead, and even if he is not dead, whether his cultivation is the same as before, this matter has not yet been determined, so the three major sects of the Zhao Kingdom still have scruples and dare not do anything. It was to give a big reward, so that after the disciples met Meng Hao, they would see the opportunity to test the power of the treasure.

Meng Hao paused, and looked coldly at the two people blocking his way. At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from behind him. The back path was blocked by four people, and there were also people on the left and right sides, as if he was surrounded.

In the Baizhen Pavilion, the woman named Qiaoling also saw this scene, her eyebrows frowned.

"What do you guys mean?" Meng Hao glanced around and spoke lightly. There was no trace of fear in his expression, but calm like water, as if he was very confident. This scene fell in the eyes of the people around him. They all gradually showed caution.

"Nothing else, I just heard that Fellow Daoist Meng has a treasure given by the old ancestor of the backer. Since I met it today, I just want to see it." The young man in Chinese clothes in front of Zhou Kai clapped his fan in his palm and said with a smile , It's just that the smile also has the meaning of being superior, and the eyes are a little cold, but there is also caution in his heart. After all, the treasure was given by the ancestor of the backer when it was rumored, so he has to be careful.

It's just that they are all disciples of the three major sects, and they all feel superior in terms of status. When they looked at Meng Hao, although Meng Hao's cultivation was also at the seventh level of Qi Condensation, they still felt much nobler.

"That's right, since Fellow Daoist Meng has such a treasure, why don't you take it out and let me appreciate it later." Someone around immediately said with a smile, and when they looked at Meng Hao, they seemed to regard Meng Hao as a person in the urn.

Meng Hao's expression was still calm, but his eyes showed a gleam of coldness, and the corners of his mouth were raised to reveal a hint of sarcasm. He raised his right hand and slapped it suddenly on the storage bag. With this movement, the eyes of everyone around suddenly flickered. Many have offered magic weapons.

But at this moment, a ray of light shone, and the iron gun in Meng Hao's hand suddenly appeared. He held it in his hand and stood it on the ground. The spiritual energy merged into the gun, which turned the ordinary iron into a sharp weapon, and directly pierced the ground. Inside, the buzzing sound echoed when Meng Hao let go of his hand, immediately causing the surrounding people to step back subconsciously, and all eyes were focused on the iron gun in an instant.

"Anyone who wants to die, come and see for yourself." Meng Hao took two steps back, flicked his sleeves, and spoke lightly. At this moment, he looked full of confidence, especially the coldness in his eyes and that mocking smile , It seems that after waiting for someone to check the long gun, he died under the gun.

But in fact, Meng Hao's few steps back made his direction approach the city gate, and when someone around him approached the iron gun, he would strike and kill them, and leave while taking advantage of the chaos. After all, this is the city of the other three factions. Hao knew not to get too entangled with them here.

The surroundings were immediately quiet, and all eyes were focused on this iron gun. This gun was a bit extraordinary at first glance. There were a lot of patterns on the gun, which looked extremely complicated, making people dazzled inevitably. In this way, the more people feel that this gun is not bad.

As the sun flickered, the tip of the gun shone brightly, as if there was a flash of cold light in his eyes.

Even Qiaoling in the Baizhen Pavilion had her gaze on the spear, and some women from the pavilion came beside her at this moment, and they looked at it one after another.

"It doesn't seem to be surprising, it's just that the pattern on the gun body is a bit more complicated, but it doesn't look like a talisman..."

"This is the treasure that Patriarch Gu Shan gave him?" The surrounding disciples frowned after looking at it for a while, and the young man in Chinese clothes with a fan frowned, looked carefully and sneered, and was about to Ask Zhou Kai behind him to approach.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from the west gate not far away, which immediately attracted the eyes of the surrounding monks. Meng Hao also blinked his eyes, but soon frowned slightly. He saw more than a dozen people around him. Cultivators in white were swarming over from the west city gate. These people were familiar to Meng Hao. Their clothes made him recognize at a glance that they were the great disciples who were undergoing trials in that precious mountain.

Seeing that these people entered through the west gate, they unintentionally blocked Meng Hao's exit, causing Meng Hao to frown even more, but he slowed down quickly, and his right hand quietly landed on the storage bag superior.

"Ahead is the senior brother of the Ziyun Sect in the Southern Territory. I have met you fellow Taoists in Sun Hua of the Lower Qushui Sect." The young man in Chinese clothes holding a fan saw the group of white-clothed monks, his eyes lit up immediately, and his expression showed respect. Cup your fists together and bow.

As soon as his words came out, the other monks from the Zhao Kingdom all around showed respect, and they all clasped their fists at the group of white-clothed monks. The real Dazong disciples immediately seemed to be a little shorter, and they all showed longing gestures, very polite.

And in the past few days, they have also received jade slips from their respective sects, reminding them that if they meet this group of white-clothed disciples from the Purple Fortune Sect in the Southern Region, they must not provoke each other.

Those white-clothed monks saw Zhao Guo's disciples as soon as they entered the city gate, but most of them didn't pay attention to them. Ben was impatient when he swept away, but when he saw the iron gun pierced into the ground, he stopped abruptly.

When he stopped, the other disciples around were surprised. When they saw it, almost all of them were excited immediately, and they went straight to the monk Zhao Guo in an instant.