I Shall Seal the Heavens

"With your cultivation level, you are destined to fail. [,■m" In the second level, the old white beast was a little surprised when he saw Meng Hao's figure appear, and his voice echoed.

"But you didn't die there..." The old beast took a deep look at Meng Hao. After seeing Meng Hao's embarrassment, his whole body was burned, his suspicion dissipated a lot.

Meng Hao smiled bitterly, shook his head, and sighed.

"The junior was reckless. He thought that his cultivation level was different from before and he could try. However, he didn't expect that it would still not work as the senior said... Fortunately, he didn't get close. Otherwise, he would have died there."

The old beast nodded, and Meng Hao clasped his fists to say goodbye. The old beast hesitated for a moment, but did not stop him, letting Meng Hao step into the leaving vortex, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Only Lu Bai was there, looking up at Meng Hao's leaving figure, and fell silent.

Outside the Ancient Road Lake, in a certain area, light flashed, and Meng Hao's figure teleported out. He looked excited, touched the storage bag, and took a deep breath.

"The fire spirit that is thousands of feet away is dangerous even if you encounter it at the peak of the fairyland. With this fire, I have a trump card. However, this fire should not be eternal. I don't know how many times it can be used!" Meng Hao flashed and disappeared in an instant.

In the next few days, Meng Hao appeared in many places in the Southern Territory one after another. He went to all the mountains and rivers in his memory until he arrived in Motu, where he saw many old friends.

But the Western Desert is still filled with a purple sea, lifeless.

In Motu, after bidding farewell to his old friend, Meng Hao went to the place where he felt that he had once fought and failed with Ji Tian, ​​but it was empty.

Later, he went to Tianhehai. It's just as dead there now. A lot different than before. In the inner ring, Meng Hao did not see the ancient boat. He had deep doubts about the boat in his heart. He always remembered that he had also seen that boat in the Immortal Ruins.

After walking around, Meng Hao took a deep breath when he returned to the Eastern Land. He understood that he was leaving.

"Little Fatty is in the Ancient Immortal Mausoleum, Senior Brother Chen Fan is in the Yijian Pavilion, and Wang Youcai has gone to Luoyue Lake... Even many of the geniuses that the Ji family has met before have left and returned to the main mountain of the Ji family. Meng Hao murmured softly. His father told him these things.

And those geniuses from various sects who were once active in the Southern Territory are now either dead or leaving. Or the gap between them and Meng Hao was too big, so big that they couldn't see each other anymore.

“It’s time to go.

"Meng Hao walked on the Eastern Land. He felt a little emotional. He walked through mountains and plains, as if he wanted to leave this southern land in his memory. Until this day, Meng Hao walked on a large Eastern Land. By the river, he stopped.

Here, he felt a familiar aura, which was very weak. If Meng Hao hadn't passed by here, it would be difficult to detect it.

"This breath..." Meng Hao looked at the river in front of him. This river can be called the first river in the Eastern Territory, running through most of the Eastern Territory, and its source is the Tianhe Sea.

What makes him strange is that not only is this breath familiar to him, but he is also extremely familiar with it. It is... his own breath!

While Meng Hao was pondering, he followed the guidance of the aura, walking by the river and heading into the distance. This place was a deserted ridge with no human habitation. Some wild beast excrement could be seen among the surrounding vegetation.

Until Meng Hao saw something on a shallow stall not far away. The moment he saw the thing, he suddenly stopped in his tracks, opened his eyes wide, and stared blankly.

Time seemed to have stopped, the world seemed to no longer move. Everything in Meng Hao's eyes disappeared. Only the things floating on the river, the eternal existence, became the only color in his eyes.

That's a gourd.

A gourd stuck between two rocks, exposed to wind, rain, and river water for countless years. This gourd is almost rotten and dilapidated. It lies there quietly, as if it has been waiting for one day for someone to pick it up. .

Perhaps, without these two stones, the gourd would have floated farther along the river. Perhaps... it would have really floated to the Tang Dynasty.

Meng Hao's body trembled slightly. This gourd looked ordinary, but he would never forget it.

When he was still a scholar, after he failed another scientific examination, he stood on Daqing Mountain, wrote a note with his own hand, stuffed it into a gourd, and threw it into the long river at the foot of the mountain.

That river was said to lead to the Eastern Land, and now Meng Hao had already understood that that river did not lead to the Eastern Land, it only led to the Tianhe Sea.

Over the years, there seems to be a force that makes this gourd float on the Tianhe Sea, all the way to Dongtu, floated into this river, and got stuck here.

Meng Hao stared at the gourd blankly. This familiar aura was emanating from it. He never thought that one day he would see the gourd he threw away again. He thought that this gourd was either It sank in the river or the sea, or was picked up by someone.

"I threw it away before I stepped into the practice. Now when I was leaving, I saw it again..." Meng Hao was silent and walked slowly to the gourd. He bent down and picked it up.

The gourd was rotten. Meng Hao held it in his hand and seemed to be able to insert it without much force.

"But...how can it still exist? It's been hundreds of years...it's just an ordinary gourd. It should have dissipated." Meng Hao was silent as he took off the stopper of the gourd. There was some moisture inside, but it was There was no water, so Meng Hao fell down and a note fell down.

Looking at this note, Meng Hao's face showed emotion and reminiscence. He recalled his youth, and recalled how he yelled and vented every time he failed in the scientific examination on Daqing Mountain.

He even recalled his life in Yunjie County and all the past events there.

Gently, he opened the note. Although the handwriting on it was blurred, Meng Hao could still vaguely see the ambition he had written back then...

Meng Hao looked at the note and smiled. In his smile, it seemed that the gourd no longer carried his wishes and dissipated into ashes. The note gradually shattered in Meng Hao's hands. In the blink of an eye, it was between his fingers. , also turned into fly ash, unable to grasp, dissipated with the wind.

The familiar aura that Meng Hao felt also disappeared at this moment.

Meng Hao stood there silently. No words were spoken. Instead, he closed his eyes. Time passes, day by day, and in the blink of an eye, seven days have passed. The river is flowing, the sun and the moon are alternating, and the rivers are all around. Birds and beasts come and go.

Seven days later, Meng Hao opened his eyes, understanding revealed in his eyes.

"There is a power in this world..." Meng Hao murmured.

"That's a wish."

"The reason why this ordinary gourd has been preserved to this day is because it carries my wish. I am a monk. As I become stronger, even the wish I made back then will still become stronger in the dark.

So it can form a familiar atmosphere to me. You can let that gourd... survive. "

"And the wish I just picked up, condensed on the gourd and the note, is gone, as if it has returned to my hand, so they dissipated between heaven and earth."

"Just like those words said by Xie Yixian of the Incense Path on the arena, the incense... condenses the wishes of all living beings in the world, and the practice of these wishes is the incense."

"I didn't expect that here, I would have an epiphany about the power of incense." Meng Hao murmured, looking down at his right hand. After a moment of silence, he waved his right hand.

As if time had reversed, the fly ash that had dissipated seven days ago actually reappeared. In Yu Menghao's hand, it turned into the piece of paper again, and the dissipated gourd condensed again.

Meng Hao looked calm, put the note back into the gourd, and threw it into the river. Under the flow of the river, the gourd drifted away, farther and farther away.

"The wish has not been fulfilled, how can it disappear... I don't know how many years from now, someone will pick up my gourd. It contains my wish... and my breath..." Meng Hao looked at the gourd going away, with a look on his face. Slowly he smiled.

"It's time to leave." Meng Hao took a deep breath, and when he turned around, his expression showed determination. He took a step forward, and the figure disappeared. When he appeared, he was already in the sky, with the rainbow roaring and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

One day later, a huge teleportation array was constructed in the backyard of Dongtu's home. The array emitted a faint light. Beside the array, in addition to Meng Hao and his parents, there was a middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man was very respectful to Fang Xiufeng and his wife, and looked at Meng Hao with emotion and love.

"Hao'er, this is your nineteenth uncle, his father's younger brother from our lineage." Fang Xiufeng spoke slowly.

Meng Hao cupped his fists and bowed deeply.

The middle-aged man laughed and quickly helped Meng Hao up. The more he looked at him, the more he fell in love with him.

"Good boy, yes, yes, when you return to the family, you have to help Uncle Nineteen take care of that boy in my family. He is not doing his job all day long, which gives me a headache."

"The Fang family is on Dongsheng Star, which is far away from Nantian Star. With your cultivation level, you are still unable to cross the starry sky, and you need to teleport twice on the way. Therefore, your sixth uncle came in person to take you all the way back." Fang Xiufeng Looking at Meng Hao, he spoke seriously. Next to him, Meng Hao's mother looked full of reluctance, but she understood that Meng Hao's path was in the starry sky, not here anymore.

She could only organize the package for Meng Hao. Even though there was a storage bag, she had sewn the package with her own hands. She also helped to organize Meng Hao's clothes. Looking at the grown-up son in front of her, her eyes had tears of farewell.

"Mom, don't worry, I'm fine." Meng Hao said softly.

"As a father, I cannot leave the Nantian Star. If you are in danger outside, I cannot protect you. This crocodile can protect you for a short distance, but in the end it still depends on you. If you fall..." Fang Xiufeng looked at Meng Hao, When he spoke softly, he waved his hand, and the tamed crocodile shrank and fell obediently into Meng Hao's hand, and got into his cuff.

"As a father, I will avenge you!" Fang Xiufeng murmured softly.

Meng Hao and the middle-aged man stood in the formation. As the formation's light slowly shone, Meng Hao looked at his parents outside the formation. His eyes were a little moist. He knelt down to his parents and kowtowed three times.

"Dad, Mom, I'm leaving...don't worry about me, I will come back to see you often."

boom!

The formation's light shone in the sky, and Meng Hao could be vaguely seen standing up behind him. His figure disappeared in an instant. Before disappearing, he waved to his parents.

Meng Hao's mother finally couldn't help but shed tears. She stared blankly at Meng Hao who disappeared in the light. The worry made her suddenly seem much older.

Fang Xiufeng seemed strong, but in fact, at this moment, his eyes were a little blurry.

"When the children grow up, we let them fly by themselves." (To be continued...)

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