I Shall Seal the Heavens

Meng Hao was extremely disturbed. Standing on the precious fan he had just exchanged for, he used all his spiritual power to escape quickly. He was afraid that if he escaped too slowly, there would be catastrophe.

"I already offended that old monster Song, but now even Zi Yunzong has offended... But I can't blame me, they forced the replacement." Meng Hao sighed, and he felt a little innocent. After all, the situation at that time, It is impossible for him not to change... At this moment, he sighed again and again, running faster, and had to widen the distance from the Huguo Mountain Range.

"You have to find a place to hide, otherwise, if you are caught up, you will be in danger..." Meng Hao frowned. At this moment, the sliding power of the precious fan dissipated and fell to the ground. Meng Hao immediately put away the fan and ran forward.

"I don't know when I will be able to build the foundation, and then I can really fly in the sky!"

Two days passed in a flash. Meng Hao didn't have any rest during these two days, and hurried on the road. Thinking back to the time when he was chased by Shangguan Xiu in Daqingshan, he hardly had a lot of rest. Meng Hao felt helpless, but now he had to escape, otherwise The consequences could be disastrous.

At this moment, in the depths of the Huguo Mountain Range, on the Pingding Mountain next to the treasure mountain, Wu Dingqiu was picking up the chess piece with a smile on his face, pondered for about half an hour, and then slowly put it down.

Opposite him, Old Freak Song's face was ashen, staring at Wu Dingqiu, snorted coldly, and took a quick blow.

"Brother Song, your cultivation level is good, but this state of mind is not good. My generation of monks will calm down, and the landslide will not change in front of you. Look at you, it's just that some sundries were taken away by a junior, that's all. Are you restless?" Wu Dingqiu stroked his beard and spoke with a smile, looking calm and calm.

"If it were you, you would be the same." Old Freak Song said angrily.

"Of course not! Even if it is Wu, he will only appreciate, not get angry. My Zi Yunzong talks about cultivating the mind. How can I get angry because of this thing? I am not talking about you, Mr. Song. In terms of self-cultivation, you still have to learn from our Purple Fortune Sect." Wu Dingqiu laughed, and spoke proudly, seeing Old Freak Song, he spoke again.

"How about this, after this game of chess is over, you follow me to the Purple Fortune Sect, and I will show you my sect's nourishing qi roll, so that you can understand how to calm your mind." Wu Dingqiu smiled even more proudly, Wrinkles have opened.

Old Monster Song snorted coldly, didn't speak, but frowned and looked sideways to the distance. Wu Dingqiu's smile was even wider, and he followed suit. Not long after, he saw two figures running fast in the jungle, it was Qian Shui Hen and Lu Song, holding iron spears at the same time, went straight to Pingding Mountain, and some disciples of Purple Fortune Sect could be seen following in the distant forest.

"I pay my respects to Elder Wu. This disciple has completed the elder's decree and exchanged this treasure."

"My disciple paid homage to Elder Wu, fortunately he did not disgrace his life, and finally exchanged for this gun." Qian Shuihen and Lu Song stepped on the flat roof at the same time, and spoke in unison.

Old Freak Song's expression was gloomy, and Wu Dingqiu's laughter echoed.

"That's right, you two are very good. This time, I decided to promote you as inner disciples. But you didn't embarrass that little friend, did you?" Wu Dingqiu said with a smile.

"Reporting to Elder Wu, the two of us are just exchanging, not embarrassing him." Qian Shuihen said hastily, and Lu Song nodded excitedly beside him.

"Old Freak Song, come here, you and I will appreciate this precious sharp gun together." Wu Dingqiu laughed, and when he raised his right hand with a flick of his sleeve, the iron gun immediately came straight to him and landed in Wu Dingqiu's hand .

But as soon as the gun was in his hand, Wu Dingqiu's complexion changed, his eyes immediately flashed brightly, and when he looked carefully, Old Freak Song's expression was gloomy.

But now after taking a closer look at the iron spear, his eyes suddenly shone, he was taken aback for a moment, and soon a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Wu Dingqiu's complexion became more and more ugly. No matter how he looked at the iron gun, it was just ordinary iron. At this moment, he was not reconciled, so he picked it up and pointed at a certain monster down the mountain, but the monster didn't respond at all.

His complexion was extremely ugly, and he slowly lifted up at this moment, looking at Qian Shuihen and Lu Song coldly.

Qian Shuihen and Lu Song were excited, but when they saw Wu Dingqiu's gaze, they trembled suddenly, and their eyes showed a sense of bewilderment.

"What did you exchange for this gun?" Wu Dingqiu asked word by word.

"The disciple gave out 2,100 spirit stones, seven earth spirit pills, one sect's soul-destroying nail, and... one more platform pill..." Qian Shuihen was nervous, and quickly opened his mouth.

Wu Dingqiu's face had already started to darken.

"The disciple also produced 1,500 spirit stones, three heavenly spirit pills, a precious fan, and a magic pill..." Lu Song's words also came out.

Song Laoguai's laughter immediately reverberated, and there was a sense of catharsis in that laughter, as if he wanted to release all the depression of the past few days in this laughter.

"A bunch of trash, this iron gun is a fake!" Wu Dingqiu was already angry, but when he heard that these two disciples had paid so much, coupled with the ear-piercing laughter of Old Freak Song, he immediately became furious. At this moment, he suddenly opened his mouth and growled.

At this moment, his voice, like thunder roaring, spread directly, the shaking chessboard was shattered, and the mountain peak under his feet collapsed and exploded. There was a buzzing in my head, and all the echoes were Wu Dingqiu's words.

"Fake..." The two were at a loss.

It was at this moment that Wu Dingqiu's voice spread in all directions, echoing over half of the Huguo Mountain Range, and even spread, faintly spreading into Dongxiu City.

For a moment, his voice was like thunder, and Sun Hua and others who hadn't left in Dongxiu City were stunned for a while, but soon Sun Hua thought of something, and their expressions were suddenly stunned.

"Is the gun fake?" Sun Hua looked at his companions. At this moment, these people seemed to have thought of something, and their complexions immediately changed.

"What can't be said is the iron gun..."

Inside the Baizhen Pavilion, Qiaoling was introducing the magic weapon to a monk. She was taken aback when she heard the voice from the outside, subconsciously thinking of Meng Hao and the iron spear, and her expression immediately revealed a strange expression.

The middle-aged man on the alchemy stove opened his eyes, a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, he didn't speak, and closed his eyes again.

On the plain far away from the Huguo Mountain Range, Meng Hao was galloping, and now he was going faster with his head down.

In the Huguo Mountain Range, Old Monster Song's laughter echoed, and Wu Dingqiu's harsh voice made Wu Dingqiu look extremely ugly. As an elder of the Ziyun Sect, he was actually teased by a Qi Condensing monk. Although this matter was not directly related to him, but It would be embarrassing to spread it out.

At this moment, I wish I could find Meng Hao right away. When I turned around, I saw Qian Shuihen and Lu Song's terrified appearance. I was even more disgusted. I also sighed in my heart, knowing that these disciples are usually in the sect, and they don't have much contact with outsiders. His experience is like a domesticated flower, no matter his scheming or experience, it is obviously not good enough.

With a cold snort, he threw down the iron gun in his hand, and was about to use his spiritual consciousness to look for Meng Hao as he took a step, but at this moment, Old Monster Song took a step to stop him, laughing extremely triumphantly.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, don't get angry. Your Purple Fortune Sect pays attention to calming your mind and cultivating your mind. How can you get angry because of this little thing? I didn't say you, brother Wu. You still need more cultivation skills. Study your Purple Fortune Sect's qi-nourishing scroll." Old Freak Song laughed, but he assumed that no matter what he said today, he couldn't let the other party leave as he wished. He couldn't let the other party leave before, so naturally he couldn't at this moment either. Let the other party get what they want.

"You..." Wu Dingqiu's face was gloomy, he stared fixedly at Old Freak Song, but he couldn't say anything, feeling extremely aggrieved in his heart.

"The chessboard was destroyed by you, and the game is not finished. How about it, didn't you invite me to your Ziyunzong before, let's go, I went to your Ziyunzong, what you and I said will take a few months Chess." Old Freak Song smiled very proudly, and the depression in his heart was swept away at this moment, especially when he saw Wu Dingqiu's appearance, he was even more happy. As for Meng Hao taking his treasure from there, this matter is in Old Freak Song's opinion. It's not important anymore, the important thing is to make Wu Dingqiu angry in front of him, which is quite happy for him, and he can let out all his anger.

At this moment, he was pulling Wu Dingqiu forcefully, as if he would never let him go away. Wu Dingqiu was depressed, stared at the old monster for a while, and sighed, knowing that the other party would definitely not let him chase him today, he stamped his feet and endured it. Furious, he was dragged towards the sky by Old Monster Song.

"You guys haven't kept up, a bunch of useless trash, this time the inner disciples have all failed in promotion, and when they return to the sect, everyone will retreat and practice for the old man!" Wu Dingqiu turned his head and roared at the earth, and Qian Shuihen and Lu Song immediately His body trembled, and the other disciples all turned pale.

"Damn Meng Hao, I remember you, you shameless bastard!" Lu Song lowered his head, his expression contorted, and he gritted his teeth. Meng Hao's shy look appeared in his mind, and his eyes were even angry. I have never seen such a shameless person, who obviously sold fake guns, but still made such a heartbroken expression, especially when he thought that he had spent so much money, and now he failed to be promoted to the inner sect, making Lu Song now The more I think about it, the angrier I get, almost spurting blood.

"Extremely shameless, extremely despicable, Meng Hao, you are too despicable, don't let me meet you again, or I will definitely tear you into pieces!!" Qian Shuihen picked up the items that hurt him so much at this moment. That iron gun, almost going crazy, thinking of losing his promotion as an inner sect disciple, thinking of losing those elixirs and magic weapons, his hatred for Meng Hao was already overwhelming.

When looking at Lu Song, the two looked at each other, and there was a sense of sympathy for each other.

"This gun must be kept in the sect, and you must always remind the two of us that you must kill Meng Hao who deserves to die ten thousand times in this life!" The two men had murderous intent in their eyes, but they had to return to the sect after their trial was over. But this hatred and murderous intent are hidden in his heart and will never dissipate for the rest of his life.

At this moment, Meng Hao was terrified. He himself felt wronged. He sighed again and again, but his speed was even faster. After running for another seven days, he exhaustedly found a deep mountain cave, sat cross-legged in it, and quickly meditated and vomited. accept.

"Why bother..." Meng Hao sighed. He was also very tired from running these days, and worried about being chased by others, so he was exhausted at the moment.

It wasn't until the next morning that he opened his eyes and fled again. This time, half a month had passed. He didn't dare to show his face in front of people. He searched for some wild collars in the mountains, and only dug them with his flying sword when he felt it was safe. He went out of a cave and meditated in closed doors. ------ I saw a reader asking about Ergen's public authority signal, asking what is posted in it every day, post it here, and search the public account: Ergen.

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