I Shall Seal the Heavens

?? The southern star, the eastern land.

In an endless mountain range, this place is called a restricted area by Eastern Tu monks. Even if you step into it, you will never return. There seems to be a mysterious and terrifying thing inside, which makes countless people stop and dare not. Go in.

Even in the Ji family, there were ancestors who led people to step in to find the cause and effect, but that time they stepped in, almost the entire army was wiped out. Only the ancestor escaped and warned the Ji family in Dongtu not to enter even half a step from now on. .

That ancestor is the young man who is now at the peak of the fairyland in the Ji family and has lost his arms!

Even he couldn't go deep into the deepest part of the mountains. He was shocked by the restrictions here. Due to the mystery of the southern land, the ancestor of the Ji family did not report the matter, because here... let him be like this. There are so many places that I find scary.

And he is not trying to break in. In his opinion, unless he masters some powerful treasures in the clan, it will be difficult to break in. And if he has the treasures, everything may become different.

It's just that there are too few treasures. With his status, even if he is sitting here, he can't get them. The Fengxian Platform is considered one, but this platform has its own spiritual wisdom and cannot be controlled by him. As for the treasures... only those within the clan can Only the proud sons will be given the gift of self-defense.

No one can explain why Nantianxing is so special. No one force here can achieve the status of hegemony. Even the Ji family only dominates in this way through intimidation, while the Fang family of Dongshengxing , can occupy half of the star, or even the entire star if it is desired.

But in Nan Tian Da Di, each of the four regions has its own Taoism. Even if we extrapolate it, we can find that... almost most of the sects here have main lines in the outer starry sky, while Nan Tian Da Di only has branches. .

It seems that all the forces want to leave a trace of orthodoxy here.

In this southern land, Meng Hao's father became the Prison Lord of the Ninth Mountain. This word "prison" seems to explain a lot...

But when Meng Hao asked, his father told him that this prison was not a prison!

As for the specifics, his father didn't say anything, but he looked a little confused, as if even he himself found it incredible and felt a little confused.

But no matter what, Nantian Di Di... is very special!

Here, Meng Hao spent his seven-year-old calamity. Here is the inheritance of the Demon Sealing lineage. The ancient Demon Immortal Sect was destroyed and the blood demon ancestors were hiding here. Even in this southern land... Meng Hao... I feel incredible,

The powerful mortal country, Datang!

And the feeling that Emperor Tang gave Meng Hao was even more astonishing.

Meng Hao had a lot of doubts. He thought about the world he saw under the Ancient Road Lake in the Southern Territory, the ancient agreement the other party mentioned in that trial, and... on the last level, Meng Hao I felt terrible.

The origin of divine fire!

All these made Meng Hao confused. But at this moment, when he walked through everything in this mountain range according to the inheritance of the ancient immortal Taoist order, and saw the ancient temple, Meng Hao's heart was shocked.

He saw another place, an unknown world.

Here, he saw a majestic dojo, boundless, with mountains, vegetation, and trees all gone. What existed here was a huge dojo paved with bluestones.

There were countless figures sitting there cross-legged, each one so powerful that it made Meng Hao's breath quicken, as if countless immortals were meditating. The sound of the avenue spread all around, and the sun and moon were trembling, as if they could not emit light in this place.

In this dojo, there is an altar. There is an old man sitting cross-legged on the altar. The old man is immortal, with a smile on his face. He is preaching. His voice is blurry and blends into the world. Meng Hao cannot hear clearly, but he can see countless numbers below. The figures, there are quite a few of them, seem to be enlightened.

Until, the old man raised his right hand and waved it in the sky, and a huge fairy character... appeared suddenly!

That's a cyan fairy!

Just one word, but it makes the heaven and earth eclipse, makes the sun and moon dim, and makes the whole sky seem to crawl down and worship like a living being.

Meng Hao's body trembled. He was immersed in this terrifying world. Every piece of the bluestone earth here exuded an indescribable momentum and contained a shocking immortal energy. The intensity of this immortal energy was unimaginable.

Especially in this dojo, there are nine huge cauldrons. The nine cauldrons are scattered, and bursts of green smoke rise into the sky. Within the curls of smoke, there are actually worlds one after another.

And the sky... is stars, with rivers of stars flowing, the sun and moon rising and falling within, and some unimaginable power. Sometimes when they fly out, they raise their hands to pick off the stars in the river, and refine them in the big hands of illusion. When I took it back, it became a shining treasure in the palm of my hand.

There were even a few people who chopped the ground with their feet, and the earth immediately cracked. When the endless fire burned, they turned into a living being. The living being was like the spirit of the earth. It was grabbed by the monks and formed into a chariot. The battlefield pulled by the spirits of the earth roared away.

There was another person who laughed in the sky, as if he said a few words in his mouth, and his body suddenly became huge. In the blink of an eye, he couldn't see his complete figure. What he saw... was just a toe, that's all. Occupy all the world in the eyes.

And that man's body is unimaginable.

Fly and reach for the stars!

Enter the earth to refine your spirit!

Get up and support Yu!

In the end, all of this was distorted. In front of Meng Hao's eyes, all the images condensed into... a dilapidated ancient temple.

This ancient temple is closed, and the surroundings are dilapidated. Even the walls have collapsed. It seems that there is no need to enter through the door. There are entrances everywhere. You can see the temple in the yard. There should be some statues of gods enshrined in it, but now the statues are broken, as if the former glory is now only praised by future generations, and the immortal legend has long become a broken nothingness.

There is only a tung oil lamp, stained with rust, telling the vicissitudes of life. There is an oil fire burning inside, making a slight crackling sound. The firelight reflects the surroundings, and many shadows appear.

Apart from this, everything is very quiet.

There is also a well in the yard. It is dark under the well. I don’t know what evil ghosts are hidden. People will feel palpitations when they see it. Then there is a row of broken bamboo frames on the side, with some shriveled vines entangled, as if a long time ago, there was a grape vine here, entangled with bamboo, and became cool.

Under the bamboo frame, there are some withered flowers, which are inconspicuous.

Meng Hao was silent. In this silence, he suddenly felt a little numb on his scalp. If it wasn't for his father's request for him to come, he would have turned around and walked away immediately under other circumstances.

Here, he felt his heart trembling. There was no pressure, but Meng Hao felt it was difficult to breathe. There was no visible danger, but Meng Hao's mind was filled with an unprecedented crisis.

He felt that everything around him was weird!

How could there be such a temple in this mountain range? This temple was clearly inconsistent with the surrounding land, as if it had flown from a distance and landed here a long time ago.

Meng Hao took a deep breath and walked forward. Just after taking a few steps, he suddenly heard crying. The crying came very suddenly, like a woman sobbing. When it floated past, Meng Hao's hair stood on end, his cultivation exploded, and he turned around and looked around, but there was nothing unusual.

There is not even any wind...

Meng Hao was silent for a moment, his eyes flashed after a moment, and he slapped his right hand on the storage bag, and immediately the Immortal Ancient Dao Token appeared and was held in his hand. When the token appeared, Meng Hao felt that this place seemed to be no longer so cold and gloomy.

He walked forward carefully until he reached the door, and hesitated for a moment. He felt that this place was weird, and it was best not to climb over the wall or step in from the surroundings. If you want to enter... you must be upright.

He directly swung his sleeves and pushed the temple door in front of him.

I thought it would be difficult to open, but after a creak, the door slowly opened, revealing the courtyard inside, the temple hall, and the well in the courtyard.

A gust of cold wind blew out, as if a figure passed by him, Meng Hao's face changed, the feeling was very strong, he immediately circulated the immortal energy in his body, concentrated his right eye, blinked several times in a row, and took a fierce look.

There was nothing, everything was still broken.

Meng Hao smiled bitterly.

"Dad, what kind of a place did you ask me to come to..."

Meng Hao took a deep breath and walked in. The temple was small, and the courtyard was not big either. Meng Hao looked at the well, which he always felt was very strange. He looked at the bamboo racks again. When he was about to step into the temple, he suddenly stopped, his scalp buzzed, and he turned his head sharply, staring at the withered and inconspicuous flowers under the racks. He breathed quickly and walked closer. After a careful look, Meng Hao couldn't help but show horror.

"These..."

"These are... Red Spider Lilies!!" Meng Hao knew too much about Red Spider Lilies. He recognized at a glance that these small flowers... every one of them was Red Spider Lilies!

And here, these Red Spider Lilies... seemed to be just ordinary flowers and plants. This scene made Meng Hao take a breath again. He felt that this place was more and more mysterious.

It was already dusk. Meng Hao hesitated for a moment and walked into the temple. Looking at the broken statue, the ground was covered with dust, and even the mat was broken. Meng Hao thought for a moment, knelt on the mat, and bowed to the broken statue.

"God bless you, God bless you..." Meng Hao murmured. After he finished speaking, he immediately felt that the gloomy feeling around him had dissipated a little. He immediately felt that it was useful. When he stood up, a gust of wind suddenly blew, and the oil lamp swayed, as if it was going to the west desert. The dust on the ground was also lifted up. Meng Hao's eyes suddenly condensed. He saw that on the ground where the dust was blown away... there was a huge word!

Immortal!

It was the word immortal that appeared when the old man at the altar waved his hand in the illusory picture that Meng Hao saw outside before.

Exactly the same!

Looking at this word, a wild breath hit his face, as if someone was muttering, vaguely like preaching, coming from the ancient vicissitudes and echoing in this life.

Meng Hao was so happy that he sat cross-legged, holding the Immortal Ancient Dao Order in his arms, staring at the word in a daze, already absorbed in it.

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