I Shall Seal the Heavens

Time passed, and at night, Meng Hao stared at the shadows that appeared in the temple. Each of these shadows was different. After looking carefully, he found that there were men and women, old and young, and some of them were not even humanoid. , but a strange beast shadow.

As time passed, Meng Hao no longer felt afraid of this place, and he had become accustomed to even those strange scenes. Whenever night came, the black hair spreading from the well mouth outside, Meng Hao found that sitting cross-legged on the black hair, his whole body The coldness is actually very beneficial to the enlightenment of those preaching shadows.

As for the cries that occasionally came from the mouth of the well, Meng Hao listened for a long time, and gradually he heard some charm in the cries...

There was also the swing turned into rattan. Meng Hao also felt that there was something great about it when it was swinging back and forth, as if there was a swing in his mind, constantly floating.

Even underground, Meng Hao was used to the sound of returning home at night. Sometimes when he got interested, he would stamp his feet on the ground, feeling that the sound disturbed his practice.

Meng Hao was used to everything in the temple, especially the old man with bleeding from his seven orifices who would appear every night. Every time Meng Hao had an enlightenment, the old man would stand behind him and look at his heavenly spirit.

As time passed, Meng Hao just let the other party look at him like this.

As for his clothes, Meng Hao tried to change them several times, but found that no matter how new they were, once he was immersed in that realization, they would be broken when he woke up, so he simply stopped changing them.

"This is... a Taoist technique!" During these days, Meng Hao always looked at a shadow, which was sitting cross-legged in meditation, but there were waves spreading out from his body. Meng Hao watched for a long time. Your vision will be blurry. A black roc will appear, exuding a ferocious aura.

This reminded Meng Hao of the strange magical power he displayed during his battle with the leader of the Northland Imperial Clan. He could transform into a ferocious beast, which Meng Hao felt was impressive at the time.

He was constantly enlightened and immersed in it, as if he had returned to the ancient Taoist temple and heard the sound of the avenue. I didn't wake up until dawn and realized a lot.

Over and over again, Meng Hao unknowingly improved too much in his cultivation in this small temple. His question had no specific realm. According to his father, it was the result of the fog knife's blow. For him, this is a big realm. The pinnacle of the spiritual realm.

His next step is to become a true immortal.

And inside the Immortal Ancient Dojo. This strange teaching was the most suitable for Meng Hao. He vaguely understood the Tao method of the changes in the big roc, and then went to comprehend the next Tao shadow.

It's a pity that not all Daoying are here,

He can understand them all, but there are many who seem to conflict with him and cannot understand them no matter what.

"This is a one-hit claw technique!" Meng Hao looked at a shadow near the wall. What flashed in his eyes was a man in the blue sky raising his right hand. With one claw, the earth shattered and collapsed.

Meng Hao's mind was shaken, and he kept remembering this imprint in his mind.

"And this... this is... the method of reaching for the stars!" A few days later, Meng Hao looked at another Taoist shadow. In his enlightenment, he once again saw in the ancient dojo. When a Taoist raised his right hand, he Grabbing a star in the sky and pinching it hard, the star collapsed and turned into a bright light that condensed in the palm of your hand.

Meng Hao was completely immersed in the temple's preaching. He gradually discovered that the light of the bronze oil lamp seemed to be slowly extinguishing. He vaguely understood that when the light was completely extinguished, it represented the creation of the ancient immortal dojo this time. , will end.

Until a few days passed, Meng Hao took a deep breath and woke up from trance. All the Tao shadows here, as long as he could understand them clearly, had already been clearly understood. Unfortunately, they were very complicated. Meng Hao had only scratched the surface of them. , only three formulas.

Claw marks, roc transformation, and star picking method.

But these are all ideas, not Tao.

"There are thousands of Dharma, but the Tao is in the heart. Where is the Tao of this ancient immortal dojo...?" Meng Hao raised his head, looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the broken statue.

Then he stood up, walked to the statue, sat down cross-legged, and looked up.

The statue was mostly broken, with no head and only half of the body left. All you could see was that it was sitting cross-legged in meditation, with its right hand making a seal in front of the body.

He also learned to place this seal, but he couldn't feel anything on this broken statue.

"You've been looking behind me for more than half a month, and my head looks so good?" Meng Hao was a little upset. He looked back at the old man behind him and spoke dissatisfied.

"You are also transformed by the light of this oil lamp. Every time I see you, you walk out of the shadow of this statue. You can't watch in vain for more than half a month, right?" Meng Hao looked at the old man behind him, but he didn't feel how ferocious he was. On the contrary, I felt a little sluggish.

"Immortal!" The old man suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse, and he only said one word. ,

Meng Hao immediately opened his eyes. This was the first time in the past half month that he heard the old man speak.

"What did you say?"

"Immortal!" the old man spoke again.

"This image is of an immortal."

Meng Hao was stunned.

"Do you want to become an immortal?" The old man suddenly spoke again, staring at Meng Hao with a faint light in his eyes.

"As long as I take another half step, I will be a true immortal." Meng Hao felt that the old man was starting to act weird again. He narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke calmly.

"Immortal, there is no difference between true and false...the road is wrong." The old man shook his head, with a vicissitudes of expression on his face, and memories in his eyes.

"The road is wrong... is the inheritance broken... it was too long ago, that war..." The old man murmured, and suddenly burst into laughter, very crazy.

"They are all dead, the earth is broken, the stars are broken..." The old man smiled, then suddenly started crying again, walking around in the temple.

"It's over, I can't suppress the living, I can only suppress the souls of the dead..."

"No more, all gone..."

Meng Hao's heart was shaken. He saw the old man going crazy. His figure in the temple seemed to be filled with the sadness of vicissitudes of life, emanating from the old man. Outside, at the mouth of the well, the cries became more and more shrill. The swing was swinging back and forth. The dripping blood makes me understand more and more.

"Senior, what war are you talking about?" Meng Hao asked immediately.

The old man laughed and cried, and the bronze lamp shook violently. All the shadows around him trembled. They all stood up. They laughed and cried together, spinning around Meng Hao.

Meng Hao was breathing rapidly and was about to continue speaking when suddenly, there was a snap... the bronze lamp went out.

At the moment of extinction, everything disappears.

It was pitch black. Meng Hao stood there stunned. When he looked up, Chu Yang appeared in the distance.

On this day, Meng Hao was a little confused. The old man's words and everything last night made him feel that there seemed to be a shocking secret entangled in this ancient immortal dojo.

This secret may... be related to Southern Heaven and Earth!

"Why did that grand dojo...disappear?"

"So many figures in the dojo. Where are they now?"

"Why is this dilapidated temple so ruined today?"

One day passed. At night, the bronze lamp was lit again, and the light was obviously much dimmed. The old man came out again and stood by the temple door. He no longer cried or laughed, but remained silent.

"Your father is very strong. Even in my time, he was still considered a strong man."

"He also knows that his path is wrong, but he can't change it. Otherwise, he will be stronger."

"Your foundation is very good, much better than many monks of my era. Do you... do you want to become an immortal? It's not a fake immortal or a real immortal, it's just an immortal... an immortal with all the veins open!" The old man suddenly turned back and looked at Meng Hao.

"Only those with all the meridians fully opened can be called immortals! In the past, there were not many people with all the meridians fully opened. Only those who inherited the great avenue could barely do it."

Meng Hao was shocked. He had heard from his parents that a person with eighty pulses was a genius, a person with ninety pulses was rare, and a hundred pulses... seemed not to be in the legend. His eyes flashed and he nodded.

"The law is not spoken lightly, and the Tao is not preached lightly. As soon as this place opens, the ninth mountain and sea are turbulent... This bronze oil lamp burns ancient times and lights up this life."

This time it is turned on. It has been lit for more than ten days and will be extinguished soon. Using your blood as oil, let this light keep burning for seven or forty-nine nights. During this period, it cannot be extinguished, and no one can touch it when entering the temple. It always maintains the aura of only you. "

"Then... the moment the lights go out on the night of July 749, it will emit a wisp of ancient immortal Dao energy, which can be inhaled into the body and turn into an ancient immortal Dao vein!"

"With this lineage, if you have the chance, you can understand the immortal way!" The old man looked at Meng Hao deeply, turned around, walked into the shadow of the statue, and disappeared.

Meng Hao was silent, with a look of persistence in his eyes. He lowered his head and looked at the fairy characters carved on the ground. An ancient aura rose from the bottom of his heart and filled his whole body.

"Fake immortal, real immortal...immortal!" When Meng Hao muttered, the bronze lamp suddenly became dim and showed signs of going out. Meng Hao immediately stepped forward, opened his wrist with his right hand, and dropped the blood into the oil lamp. Immediately the lights made a snapping sound and no longer went out, as if they had a little more life.

Sitting cross-legged under the bronze lamp, Meng Hao felt more ethereal than ever before.

A few days later, a bright light suddenly appeared in the starry sky outside the southern sky. A huge formation appeared out of thin air, making the stars eclipse. As the waves of the star sea reverberated, dozens of figures appeared from the formation.

The three people in front of them are the three talented people from the Fang family who have arrived, and behind them are more than a dozen members of the Fang family, as well as the family protectors who follow them.

The appearance of these people immediately shook the starry sky. However, most of them were not in the fairyland, so they could not stay in the starry sky for a long time and needed to be escorted. Their cultivation was between the realm of Taoism and the fairyland. Even if the Fang family this time The same is true for the three geniuses who arrived.

But there are also some tribesmen who have transcended the spiritual realm. Although they are not geniuses, they are immortals after all. When they appear, their momentum is astonishing.

"Here we are, here is the Southern Star!"

"Our Fang family should be the first to arrive. Let's go and get good luck!" These dozens of people, including their guardians, galloped away and headed straight for the Southern Star.

There were three people in the crowd, not close to each other, but any one of them was looked up to by the other tribesmen around them. The woman among the three was none other than Fang Xiangshan, and the other two were Fang Yunyi, who had no hair, eyes with stars, and a strong body. Fang Donghan bathed in animal blood!

The three of them, known as the three geniuses of the Fang family, did not reach the Immortal Realm because they were suppressing their cultivation. After trying to solidify their foundation, they could become true immortals in one fell swoop.

They don’t want to become false immortals!

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