I Shall Seal the Heavens

After the Immortal Tribulation, few people knew how many immortal veins Meng Hao's clone had developed. Meng Hao's clone did not make a big splash, but continued to practice silently in its retreat.

But his heart was inevitably a little uneasy because of Chu Yuyan.

"Han Bei's plan was laid down long ago. His life soul merged with Chu Yuyan's, and the symbiotic state... was such a support." Meng Hao was silent and sighed for a long time.

It took him three days to put down all the thoughts in his heart and go out once. When he returned this time, he was accompanied by the mastiff, and he took the mastiff back into concentration and continued to practice in seclusion.

Time passed, and another ten years passed in the blink of an eye. In these ten years, Meng Hao had almost never left the ninth sect, not even the retreat place.

Such as being isolated from the world, so that outsiders do not know the extent of his cultivation, and because no thunder disaster has come about him in the past ten years, he is slowly forgotten by others, even if he can still be remembered occasionally. Most of them are disdainful.

He even has no friends and never interacts with others. In this branch of the ninth sect, he cultivates himself and cuts off the outside world. Originally, such a thing would be difficult to happen in any sect, unless he has a special status. , and Meng Hao is just an inner disciple.

But... this is the ninth sect, Meng Hao's sect. With just one word from his deity, a Taoist master personally announced the order, stating that he valued Fang Mu and asked people not to interfere. Its practice.

This sentence determined that Meng Hao would not be disturbed by anyone in the past ten years, and the only companions would be mastiffs.

Not only is this the case here, Meng Hao's true self has also been in seclusion for the past ten years, immersing himself wholeheartedly in understanding the origin of the Eight Forbidden States, and his cultivation is gradually deepening. After twenty years of accumulation, he is now, It was much stronger than the first time I went to Hades.

The trip to the Underworld has not yet started. The preparation of the old man seems to be extremely comprehensive. His idea is that this time when entering, the goal is not to stop at the second most important (Harmony 2333) land.

In the past ten years, in the eyes of outsiders, Han Bei has successfully broken through the fairyland and become the ancient realm. She is no longer a quasi-saintess, but has become one of the nine saintesses in the Cangmang Sect by virtue of her methods.

Even when the old man in charge was preparing for the underworld, he took some time to give Han Bei a lot of advice. It was obvious that he took great care of and valued Han Bei.

Meng Hao did not pay attention to the specific process.

Until another year passed, Meng Hao's clone walked out of the secluded place and left the Ninth Sect. No one interfered with his departure, and many people even had a vague impression of him.

Beside him, mastiffs followed, one person and one dog, turning into a rainbow in the sky, silently going away, and a few days later, they appeared in an ordinary county town.

This county town is not big, but it is also prosperous. The streets are quite lively, with people coming and going. Amid the hustle and bustle, Meng Hao walked calmly in the city. He was wearing a blue gown, like a scholar, until he came to a house.

His eyes, with softness, fell on the children playing at the door. One of them, a girl of eleven or twelve years old, was smiling shyly and laughing with her companions.

This glance, like hundreds of years of gazing, brings back memories of the past. It is autumn now, autumn leaves are falling, and the sun is setting, glowing red.

The entire earth was filled with orange light, stretching Meng Hao's shadow very long...

The girl seemed to be aware that someone was looking at her. When she raised her head, she saw Meng Hao. She seemed a little scared and quickly averted her eyes. After a while, she felt that Meng Hao was still looking at her. The girl became even more frightened and started talking to several children around her. After muttering a few words, my partner immediately ran back home and never came out.

Meng Hao smiled hoarsely and took a deep breath, with memories in his eyes.

"In my last life, I owed you a love... In this life, I will repay you." Meng Hao murmured softly. After adjusting his clothes, he walked towards the house and knocked on the door. After a while, the back door opened and he left. Go in.

There is no need for a complicated process. On this vast star, even mortals are mostly aware of the existence of immortals, and they are full of reverence and yearning.

When Meng Hao proposed to accept the girl named Yan'er as his disciple, and when he showed some of his magic skills in front of the girl's parents, the girl's parents almost didn't hesitate at all. They were all excited and agreed immediately.

A few days later, when Meng Hao left, the girl beside him had a grimace and followed behind with the mastiff.

"Master...you...are you really not a liar?" The girl couldn't help but ask. The answer was that Meng Hao raised his hand and patted her head painfully.

Before she could say anything else, her body was pulled up instantly. There was a strong wind roaring in front of her eyes. When she lowered her head, the earth was majestic and the city shrank. The girl opened her eyes wide and stayed there.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but she saw the endless mountains and the countless lofts undulating in the mountains. Here... was the ninth sect.

"From now on, you are my disciple, Fang Mu, and the only one." Meng Hao's soft voice came to her ears.

Starting from this day, there was an additional girl in Meng Hao's retreat place within the ninth sect, the branch sect. With this girl around, the place seemed less peaceful.

The girl had a talent for cultivation, but her greater talent was in alchemy, and Meng Hao also set aside time to teach him the techniques and alchemy methods besides practicing.

This girl's personality is different from Meng Hao. She likes to hang out in the Ninth Sect and like to meet friends. Gradually, most of the Ninth Sect's branches know about Fang Mu, who was stunning more than ten years ago. Accepting a disciple.

Time passed, and seven years passed quickly. This was the eighteenth year after Meng Hao experienced the Immortal Tribulation. In this year, his disciple Yan'er was already eighteen years old.

A girl in her ninth year, she is also graceful and graceful. As her appearance grows, her appearance becomes more and more beautiful. She has already stood out from many female disciples. Especially in the past seven years, her talent in cultivation and her qualifications in alchemy have been greatly improved. , making her already in the late stage of foundation building, only half a step away from forming a core.

And her alchemy is even more profound and profound, and even some elders in the branch sect are quite moved by it.

All these things have made Yan'er admired and pursued by too many male disciples in the sect, and her character is like that of a boy. She is not at all graceful on weekdays, but only when facing Meng Hao, Only then will the girl show her coquettish look.

"Master, just let me go...I, I have been waiting for this day for a long, long time."

"Master, you can rest assured. It's okay. There are many senior brothers and sisters in the sect. We are going together."

"Oh, you little old man, will you let me go!" At this moment, Yan'er was pleading to Meng Hao at first, but in the end, seeing Meng Hao meditating with his eyes closed and ignoring her, Yan'er immediately became anxious.

"Presumptuous!" Meng Hao opened and closed his eyes, staring at the woman in front of him, and he also had a headache. Over the years, this girl started to be in awe of him, and gradually became lawless.

Yan'er was not afraid when she saw her master's glare. She hurriedly stepped forward while laughing, and gave Meng Hao a pat on his back. With her eyes wide open, she begged again in a sweet voice.

"Master, this time in Fangshi, I heard that not only people from our branch sect will go, but also the main sect, as well as Da (Harmony 2333) Continent, Cangmang sect such as the first sect and the second sect, you can Anyone who talks about the nine major sects will go.”

"It's very lively...Senior Brother Biyun will also go...I heard that he has entered the top 100 on Cangmang Terrace before..." Yan'er's eyes lit up when she mentioned the words "Senior Brother Biyun".

menu , is one of the proud men in the Ninth Sect.

"Go ahead, go ahead." Meng Hao couldn't stand Yan'er's insistence and nodded.

When Yan'er heard this, she was immediately pleasantly surprised. She stepped forward and hugged Meng Hao. She was in high spirits. Seeing her happy look, Meng Hao's eyes softened. He thought of Chu Yuyan.

He owed Chu Yuyan some love back then, but in this life, his heart was dead and he could not give her any love, nor return the relationship between master and apprentice.

Yan'er left. In the early morning of the next day, she was in high spirits. She left the sect together with many disciples in this branch and went to the ninth largest land (Harmony 2333), which is held every few years. Shandafang City.

Meng Hao continued to retreat. His cultivation at this moment had reached a critical moment. He could break through and enter the ancient realm at any time. Although he had stayed in the immortal realm for a long time and even outsiders ignored him, no one knew that Meng Hao was here. When Hao stepped into the fairyland before, the fairy veins he developed surpassed those of his original self and reached an unprecedented level of terror.

It is precisely because of this that his fairyland is slower.

"The Ninth Forbidden City is being gradually completed with the breakthrough of my cultivation, but I always feel that what I thought was perfect at the beginning is now slightly lacking..." Meng Hao murmured softly, frowned, and closed his eyes. Close your eyes and continue practicing.

Almost when Meng Hao was immersed in cultivation, outside the Ninth Sect, Yan'er and her senior brothers and sisters met a group of fellow disciples from the Eighth Sect of the Eighth Continent (Harmony 2333).

There were about a dozen people from the eighth sect, most of whom were from the fairyland. Among them was a young man with handsome appearance and luxurious clothes. He was surrounded by everyone, but there was an evil look in his eyes from time to time, which made the whole person look... It's very frivolous, but obviously his status in the Eighth Sect is extraordinary. In particular, there was a middle-aged monk beside him who seemed to exist as a protector of the Tao. This man's cultivation was hidden and he looked like a fairy, but he was actually a strong Taoist.

This young man noticed Yan'er at almost the first glance. The moment he saw Yan'er, his eyes were filled with surprise and a hint of evil.

"What a furnace..." He smiled slightly, and when he spoke, a middle-aged monk next to him heard it and laughed too. He understood his young master's preferences, and with the identity of this young man, the entire eighth sect had everyone. It plays a very important role, even among the entire Cangmang sect, there are few who can compare with it. However, he has a cautious character. In the past, he would check the origins of the girls that his young master liked. If they were some decent people, he would persuade the young people to give up. If they met For ordinary disciples, there are too many ways to solve it.

At this moment, he took out a jade slip in his hand, examined it briefly, and looked quite relaxed.

"The origin is clear and there is no background. He entered the sect a few years ago. His master is called Fang Mu. He went from mortal to immortal in ten years, which caused some minor sensations. However, even his master has no His background is just a small person, a small inner disciple within the many branches of the Ninth Sect.”

"Young Master, you can enjoy it with peace of mind." The middle-aged monk said with a disapproving smile.