I Shall Seal the Heavens

Meng Hao's mind was shaken, he opened his eyes suddenly, and immediately raised his right hand and two fingers from the ground, his whole body seemed to be knocked out of the strange state before by a strong force.

Meng Hao's eyes flickered, and he slowly raised his head to look in the direction of the rocky place, as if his gaze could penetrate the stone wall of the cave and see the outside world.

"Another person who hates the Ji family, but this person is not like Fang Ding in the ancient blessed land. He can find me, which means that this person's consciousness is still there!" Meng Hao was silent, and after a little thought, he walked out of the cave in a flash. In an instant, he walked out of the crack in the short mountain.

It was noon outside at this moment, and the scorching sun seemed to be baking the earth into oil. Meng Hao walked out of the short hill, looked towards the direction of the rocky land, thought for a while, swung his sleeves, and rushed out instantly.

Not long after, he saw the rocky area below in the middle of the sky. The area is not large, about tens of miles away. There are a lot of strangely shaped stones on the ground, some of which are half buried in the soil, and some It is all exposed outside.

It gives people a sense of desolation, as if each of these stones has existed for a long time.

Meng Hao didn't approach, but looked in mid-air for a long time, but he didn't find any clues. It seemed that everything here was extremely ordinary. He was alert in silence, his spiritual sense dispersed, and when he looked again, he still found nothing.

"That's right, this place should be like this. It's hard for outsiders to see the clues. Even I only felt the strangeness here in that special state." Meng Hao didn't move forward recklessly, but turned and left. .

Until he left, nothing had changed here.

Back in the cave again, Meng Hao recalled the vicissitudes and stern voice he heard before. This sound comes from within. It is an unforgettable hatred for the Ji family.

"Ji Cang..." Meng Hao pondered for a moment. After going through all kinds of things, Meng Hao's curiosity has been suppressed too much. Knowing the journey of cultivation, every step of the way is in danger, and if he is a little careless, he will be lost forever.

So Meng Hao chose to ignore the vicissitudes of life and stern voice after being silent, unless he had a strong cultivation base. Otherwise, he didn't think he could take such a risk with his early stage of alchemy. After all, although the other party also hated the Ji family, it didn't mean it was harmless to Meng Hao.

"With the help of this evil spirit, my spiritual consciousness has expanded several times... I don't know, if this orthodox technique has been cultivated to great success, can my consciousness merge with these breaths and become an incarnation of myself?" No longer thinking about the voice back. Meng Hao put his mind on Fengzheng Technique, the first attempt before. Let him feel the extraordinaryness of this orthodox technique.

"Perhaps it is also related to my practice of Dao nerves, which makes my spiritual consciousness beyond the cultivation of the same realm.

Meng Hao calmly analyzed, until the outside sky was getting dark, Meng Hao closed his eyes, and continued to understand the Fengzheng technique in his mind. He faintly felt that the existence of this technique would be extremely important to him.

One month later, when Meng Hao opened his eyes again, he felt that there were more than ten monks outside the cave.

These monks looked respectful and were kneeling there. There was some purple-blue soil in front of each of them, and the two foundation-building monks were among them.

In the past month, they have been back and forth several times, most of the poison on their bodies has been cured by Meng Hao, and even the elixir was rewarded, so that the two of them have long forgotten the killing of their fellow daoists back then. With so many pills, they simply gathered familiar monks, and gradually formed such a small force in the vicinity.

Among them, there were a few times when people had evil intentions, but as the earth shook, hideous vines rushed out one after another and directly tore and devoured people, shocking others, and gradually they all stopped thinking.

In addition, as long as the task is completed, Meng Hao will reward the elixir here. For them, it is a rare real elixir, which is enough to make these people fanatical about this place.

Naturally, this has a lot to do with Meng Hao's unfathomable cultivation in their eyes.

Huang Daxian, although his cultivation level is not high, has a special status in this power. He is standing outside the cave at the moment, with a skin jelly on his head and a mixed-haired parrot on his shoulder, looking at everyone proudly.

"Pass down the old ancestor's oral instructions, you have done a good job, this is a reward." He said, he took out a small bottle, and distributed a pill to each of them. After obtaining the cultivation of the pill, he looked excited and took it on the spot.

Meng Hao didn't have much of this kind of ordinary medicine in his storage bag. During the past month, he was in retreat, and after realizing that there were too many people here, he refined an ordinary medicine and turned it into dozens of pills. .

But even so, to those monks outside, it is also regarded as a treasure, compared to the medicinal liquid they usually drink, it is like a gap between heaven and earth.

It is not difficult to understand why outside Meng Hao's cave, in just one month, more than a dozen monks are here willingly, and even after faintly becoming a force, they even live in these four weeks .

The simple houses were built by these monks, and the short mountain surrounding Meng Hao's cave seemed to turn the short mountain into a holy place...

This was something Meng Hao hadn't expected before, but such a small force brought Meng Hao more and more soil that he needed.

For the sake of the dirt, Meng Hao didn't pay attention to the outside affairs. With his experience, he could tell at a glance that these monks lived here not only because they were eager for pills, but also because they wanted to seek protection. .

These people didn't see much of Meng Hao's power, but these people had witnessed the ferocity of those rattans. Thinking about it, they can naturally imagine how terrifying the owner who can keep such rattans in captivity would be. .

So here, they feel safe.

But in Motu, safety is a priceless treasure.

In particular, during this month, once from another small faction with more than ten monks nearby, they came together after hearing about this place. When they wanted to kill Meng Hao and snatch the elixir, they came from Meng Hao's cave A cold snort from within instantly shook the world like a thunderbolt, directly killing half of the dozen or so monks.

The remaining half also spurted blood and were seriously injured. The strong man in the fake alchemy realm with the highest internal cultivation was terrified, and retreated ten miles away in a row, but he still couldn't help himself. Breath restraint, after Shengsheng was captured and returned, everyone here immediately surrendered.

And this fake alchemy cultivator, also in shock, chose to surrender and became a part of Meng Hao's cave force.

On this day, Meng Hao sat cross-legged in the cave, his eyes revealed a strange light, within the pupils faintly, there was a flame burning, this flame was the Dandong Unquenchable Fire that he inherited from Dandong lineage.

"Take pills as nourishment, and ignite your own immortal fire. With this fire, you can refine the inexhaustible formula and open up the road to alchemy." Meng Hao took a deep breath, and gradually closed his eyes. The moment he closed his eyes, his body Immediately a trace of flame appeared on Zidan.

The flame looked very weak, but it didn't go out, but seemed to grow stronger slowly as it swayed.

When Meng Hao ignited his own alchemy fire, far away in the southern region, within the Dandong lineage of the Ziyun Sect, in the Dandong Immortal Fire Cave, the Alchemy Ghost sat cross-legged beside the Unextinguishable Fire, his face a little pale.

"Ignite Dandong's inextinguishable fire... Well, this fire inheritance, even if you return to the ruins as a teacher in the future, you can still smile at Jiuquan." Dan Gui smiled, with a kind smile in his smile, and a sense of exhaustion, obviously with Ji Fang The First World War, even up to now, has had an impact on him.

"If the fire in front of me is not extinguished, then I will not be extinguished!" Dan Gui raised his head, staring at Dandong's inextinguishable fire in front of him, with memory in his eyes.

Time passed, and three months had passed. In the cave at the foot of Motu Mountain, Meng Hao was completely immersed in the Ignition Pill Fire. At this moment, there was no fire on his body, but a scorching heat radiated from him. His skin was still pale, but On the purple pill in the body, there is a ball of fire, which is burning slowly.

This fire is exactly Meng Hao's pill fire!

Three days later, when Meng Hao opened his eyes, a flame flashed in his eyes, but it disappeared quickly. He slowly raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the Southern Territory.

"Three months, it's like a dream, dreaming of the face of Master's kindness and admiration." Meng Hao was silent. In the past three months, with the burning of the pill fire, he could feel that his cultivation base had also improved, and he had completely stabilized in the The peak of the early stage of Danjie.

After a long time, his spiritual sense dispersed, and after sweeping around directly, he froze for a moment.

In his spiritual consciousness, outside the cave at this moment, there are as many as dozens of people. Most of these monks are Qi Condensation monks, and there are only six or seven people who have built the foundation!

This is no longer a small faction, it has become a medium-sized faction in this place, especially around the short hills, the rows of houses have been built, looking around, it is very lively.

Huang Daxian's cultivation has also reached the ninth level of Qi Condensation, which seems to be about the same distance from Foundation Establishment, but there is no Foundation Establishment Pill, and it is too difficult for them to establish Foundation.

This requires luck, or the power of totems. In Motu, the power of totems is very common. For example, Meng Hao noticed before that many foundation-building monks have totems on them.

At this moment, Meng Hao also had a clear realization that if the monks here want to step into the Foundation Establishment, they need to use totems to increase the chance of Foundation Establishment without the Foundation Establishment Pill.

Meng Hao has also observed the practice of totems, and even asked about them before. It is not difficult to get started with this technique. You just need to kill the beast yourself, draw a mark on your body with the beast's painstaking efforts, and you will have some totem power.

But Meng Hao always felt that there seemed to be some problems with this method, but he didn't know much about totem techniques, so it was difficult to analyze.

It was cloudy early in the morning, I got up late, and the code words were late, please forgive me, the monthly pass has been blown up, please brothers and sisters a monthly pass. ()