I Shall Seal the Heavens

The State of Zhao is located on the land of Nanfang, which is blocked by the Tianhe and the Sea, and which may have once been one.

To be precise, it is on the edge of the Southern Territory. Although it has never been close to the sea, after jumping over many mountains from here, it is still possible to see the majestic Tianhe Sea.

The country of Zhao is not big and there are not many people, but the city is still prosperous and prosperous. Although there are snowflakes in the city after dusk, the lights of every house in the snow can still give warmth to those who have families.

As for the homeless, perhaps walking in this snowy night, there will be an indescribable loneliness.

Meng Hao was walking on the street, the sky was already dark, and the bustling crowd in the daytime could not be seen from a distance at this moment, most of them were wearing bamboo hats and hurried past with their heads bowed.

Looking up from a distance, one can vaguely see a very conspicuous building in the capital of Zhao State. It is a tower, but her name is Lou.

Tenement.

It is as tall as a hundred feet, although it is not as good as a mountain, but it stands tall and straight in the capital of Zhao State, which is extraordinarily attractive. At this moment, the wind and snow blurred her figure, but it can't take away the leader of Zhao State and Wen Sheng when the building was built. , and the condensed thoughts of those many people.

Looking out to the east, looking out to the Tang Dynasty, and looking at Chang'an in the distance.

Meng Hao had never been to this capital city, nor had he seen this tenement building, but now he was walking on the street, the first time he saw that tower, he knew that this... was the tenement building.

He once dreamed that one day, as a civil servant, he could set foot on this Tanglu and look at the distant world.

Meng Hao silently looked at the Tanglou in the wind and snow for a long, long time.

"Before father and mother disappeared, there was a purple wind blowing outside, and outsiders said it was auspicious, saying that they saw gods in the sky..." Meng Hao walked forward, looked at Tanglou, and murmured.

Meng Hao remained silent. He will never forget what happened that night many years ago. Since that day, his childhood is gone, and his character is no longer dependent on his parents, but has become stronger.

From that day on, Meng Hao had a dream, he was going to Dongtu, he was going to Datang!

It was rumored by outsiders that his parents had passed away, but Meng Hao knew that his father and mother were just missing and they were still there. Meng Hao would never forget that night, his father, who was wearing a long purple gown, stood by the window and watched the purple wind outside. When he looked back at himself, he couldn't bear it.

He would never forget the low cry of his mother when he heard it at night.

He didn't tell anyone about these things, he just kept them in his heart.

Meng Hao looked at the Tanglou that was getting closer and closer. He didn't know why so many past events came to his mind. He sighed softly. His sigh was divided into fragments in the wind and snow. Zhao Guo, let alone the southern region, cannot cross the Tianhe Sea, and cannot enter Chang'an in the east.

"Perhaps it's because I've heard my mother talk about the Tang Dynasty since I was a child, and that every country in the world has a tenement house in the capital city. It's called the place outside the east and the closest to Chang'an." Meng Hao murmured softly. Nam, approached the tenement building area, looked up.

The wind and snow were very strong, and the whimpering of gusts of wind spread all around, rolling snowflakes, as if they were constantly hitting the Tanglou. Looking from here, this building is very elegantly built. The octagonal foundation is erected like a pagoda. over there.

The blue color of the whole body, like the imagined Tang Dynasty, maybe it should have been this color.

Even though it was a snowy night, there were still Zhao soldiers patrolling outside the tenement building.

This place... Only those with fame and power can enter after worshiping the heaven and the earth.

But this is for ordinary people. Meng Hao walked all the way without any officers and soldiers noticing until he entered the tenement building.

A stairway of some age surrounds the Tang building and goes straight to the top. There are many carved and colored murals around it, describing Dongtu, Tang Dynasty, and Chang'an.

"I still remember that my mother told me about Dongtu Great Tang. At that time, I was young and didn't understand it, but now I recall that the Dongtu described by my mother, the Chang'an described, and the Tang Dynasty described by my mother may be difficult if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes. so detailed.

Rather than the appearance engraved in this Tanglou mural. Meng Hao looked at it, walked up the stairs, and looked all the way until he reached the top of the tenement building, where the murals ended. , Fascinating.

On the roof of the Tang building, the wind and snow were howling outside, the wind was louder, and the snow was thicker. Standing there, Meng Hao took a deep breath and looked into the distance. All he could see was the snow, but he couldn't see Dongtu or Tang Dynasty. , see... Chang'an.

"It turns out that Chang'an cannot be seen here."

Meng Hao murmured softly and stood there silently, his thoughts fluctuating for a long time. At this moment, he is not a civil servant, and he has not worshiped the world. He is a monk, a monk with eight levels of condensed energy.

"The path I'm taking is different, but the direction remains the same..." The wind blowing outside blows away his long hair, and the snow comes and surrounds him without melting, as if recognizing Meng Hao's life, like this snow Same.

After a long time, Meng Hao closed his eyes, sat cross-legged on the tenement building, and meditated quietly.

In the middle of the night, the wind and snow were even stronger, and the lights of thousands of households were all extinguished. Looking from this tenement building, the whole city was dark and quiet. In this darkness and quiet, Meng Hao's closed eyes emerged the Many years ago, in Yunjie County, it was warm when it was snowing.

For a long time, for a long time, the snowstorm passed overnight.

In the early morning, Meng Hao opened his eyes, but he didn't know whether it was he who saw Chu Yang first, or whether it was Chu Yang who saw him first.

With the arrival of morning, the whole city slowly became bustling. The streets were bustling with each other. At this time, the mortal world slowly spread in front of Meng Hao.

Meng Hao watched silently until late at night, until early morning, one day, two days, three days.

Seven days passed gradually under Meng Hao's silent gaze. The light in Meng Hao's eyes also went from weak at the beginning to bright and calm now.

Like a change of thought, like an insight in life, on the morning of the eighth day, Meng Hao saw the officers and soldiers bowing together at the Tanglou, a middle-aged man wearing a royal robe, surrounded by a group of people behind him, outside the Tanglou Worshiping the heaven and the earth, many people from afar followed and paid homage together.

Meng Hao got up and took a step towards the sky at the moment they bowed down. He avoided the bow and walked out of the tenement building, sliding forward with his body supported by the precious fan. He knew that it was time for him to leave, and he was about to leave now. Leaving, I want to turn around and take a last look at Tang Lou.

But the moment he turned his head, Meng Hao's eyes froze.

He saw that the moment those people kneeled and worshiped outside the Tanglou, there was a soft light flashing from the Tanglou, emitting a light that ordinary people could not see, but only those with spiritual power might be able to notice.

This light shot straight into the sky, causing the clouds to roll, and a huge vortex appeared faintly. This vortex was still invisible to ordinary people, but in Meng Hao's eyes, this vortex was so clear that it made him gasp and his expression was shocked.

Because he could clearly see that in that vortex, there was...a piece of skeletons and ruins that could not be seen to the end. The gloom spread.

Meng Hao's heart was shaken, and he even saw that there seemed to be a huge coffin in the swirling black mist. It was at this moment that among the endless ruins that Meng Hao saw in the vortex, there was a body with dry bones sitting cross-legged next to the coffin, and it opened its eyes at this moment. In the gray pupils, there were seven like Surrounded by the light spots of the stars, even though it was dim, it made this person's eyes seem to penetrate the vortex and look at Meng Hao.

At this moment, Meng Hao's mind roared, his eyes couldn't be closed, and there was even a tingling pain in his eyes, as if the seven stars in the gray eyes were faintly appearing in his pupils.

At this moment, his body showed some signs of withering, and traces of black mist emanated from the pores of Meng Hao's body.

Meng Hao backed up quickly in astonishment, at the same time, the vortex was quickly engulfed by clouds and mist for some reason, the pressure around Meng Hao dissipated, and everything returned to normal, as if the previous scene was an illusion.

But at this moment, although the withering of his body is no longer going on, the trace of death is still radiating out. Meng Hao's complexion changes continuously. Still going on, Meng Hao's face was gloomy, he activated the precious fan without hesitation, turned into a Changhong and left quickly.

After taxiing out of the capital city of Zhao State, Meng Hao turned his head and glanced at the direction of Tanglou again, and then at the sky. In the silence, strong doubts arose in his heart.

"That can't be an illusion, Tang Lou... What kind of existence is it? I thought it was just a mortal thing, but now it seems absolutely impossible!"

"And the world that exists in the vortex, where is it... a ruin, filled with death, and countless bones..." Meng Hao's scalp was a little numb, thinking of the ruins, he opened his eyes and looked at himself. that corpse.

The corpse's gaze was full of coldness and gloom, especially the seven star-like light spots in the gray pupils, making Meng Hao feel cold and sweating all over his body when he thought about it now.

"And that... coffin." Meng Hao took a deep breath, his expression filled with awe.

"Who was buried there, and why did they appear in the mysterious place of the vortex, and why... was it related to the Tang Tower... Is there any connection between all this and the Great Tang Dynasty?" Meng Hao was silent, looking at Tang Lou's gaze was more in awe. He took a deep breath at this moment, and the skating could not last long.

He faintly felt that being seen by the corpse in the vortex seemed to be a disaster...