I Shall Seal the Heavens

At this moment, the Patriarch of the Song family was looking at Meng Hao, the old Song was looking at Meng Hao like a monster, and all the monks of the Song family on the clouds were looking at Meng Hao.

At this moment, all the Nascent Soul cultivators of the five sects and two clans were also staring at Meng Hao. For Meng Hao, being able to be watched by so many Nascent Soul cultivators was enough to make him famous in the Southern Region.

At this moment, the Song family, Song Yunshu, Han Bei, Li Shiqi, Li Daoyi, and many more people were also staring.

At this moment, there are dozens of other talents below Meng Hao. Whether they are unwilling or helpless, no matter what kind of thoughts they have, they all look at Meng Hao. In these eyes, there are Wang Tengfei, the little fat man, Wang Youcai, Qian and Lu...

On the top of the canopy, on the top of the earth, Meng Hao is alone, looking at the sky!

The moment he climbed up the canopy, he felt the majestic aura from this towering tree. The aura was so strong that he could drive out the fifth platform. Even at this moment, under Meng Hao's feet, the vast ocean below the towering tree seemed to have shrunk countless times, becoming a mirror.

At the edge of the mirror, there is nothingness. Here... is a world, but it is not a boundless world. He even saw in the distant nothingness, there seemed to be a piece of unclear handwriting faintly emerging.

In the past, when I saw the collapse of Jianmu, I respected its rigidity and cherished its meaning. I painted on the place where Jianmu collapsed.

The inscription is the three characters of Shuidongliu.

"Water flows eastward... Could it be that this world is a painting?" Meng Hao's eyes flashed, and he took a deep breath after staring. With the continuous influx of spiritual energy here. His fifth platform is at this moment. It was condensed to as much as 90%, and at this moment, in front of Meng Hao, on the canopy of the tree, a person appeared!

It was an old man who looked like a fairy, wearing a gray robe, and his age could not be seen, but it was on him. But it can make people clearly feel the endless vicissitudes, as if this person has existed for an unknown number of years.

Especially on this old man, Meng Hao couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation in his cultivation, as if this old man was like a mortal, not a monk, but he could appear here and have such a sense of endless vicissitudes, how could he be ordinary.

The old man looked at Meng Hao with a calm expression, but the calmer he was. The more it contained an indescribable majesty, as if he was standing here. Even the heavens and the earth have to retreat.

"The sky is not the sky, the earth is not the earth, the starry sky is eternal, and the Dao is here!" The old man said lightly, and his voice floated out slowly, just like his long hair, it also floated along with it.

"This place does not belong to heaven,

Nor does it belong to the land. The paintings of Jianmu are stored in the long river of memory. Take it and drink it. This is the road. "When the old man opened his mouth lightly, immediately between him and Meng Hao, the short distance of hundreds of feet, the leaves of the canopy were twisted and divided into nine paths.

Every road can lead to the old man.

"Choose one of the paths, and take this bead from me. If you choose wrong, start all over again." The old man raised his right hand, and in his hand, there was a bead the size of a thumb!

This bead is white, and it seems to contain the world inside. Meng Hao looked at it, and it is clear that this bead is a round bead, but somehow, there is always a feeling of being square, which is very strange.

Even when he saw this bead, Meng Hao clearly felt the three-color Biandu poison in his body, as if it was about to be suppressed.

"Nine roads, choose one..." Meng Hao frowned. At this moment, under the canopy, Wang Tengfei and others tried their best to arrive one after another, but they couldn't rush to the canopy, as if there was an invisible barrier here, so that only one person could exist on the canopy at a time.

In silence, Meng Hao scanned the nine roads in front of him. He had no clue how to choose this place, and then looked up at the old man hundreds of meters away. After a while, his eyes flashed, and he saw the old man's right hand holding the bead. Three fingers were raised.

But the moment Meng Hao stepped on this road, suddenly the world in front of his eyes was reversed, and the roar echoed in his ears. The whole world was instantly blurred in his eyes. When everything became clear, he suddenly discovered that he was not on the canopy of the tree, but back under the towering tree!

It was less than a hundred feet away from the sea surface, and his body was falling. Meng Hao's mind moved, and when his body stopped for an instant, he raised his head suddenly, saw Wang Tengfei's figure, and stepped into the canopy of the tree.

"Choose the wrong one and start over again..." Meng Hao frowned. The choice of the nine roads was like a guessing game, and it was difficult to make a decision unless you tried all the nine roads.

Just as Meng Hao was pondering here, his eyes flashed suddenly, and he saw Wang Tengfei's figure falling like a shooting star from the canopy of the tree.

Meng Hao jumped up and went straight to the top. This journey was extremely fast, and it took almost a stick of incense to get away from the canopy by about a thousand feet. On this journey, he has already seen the silhouettes of more than a dozen monks fall into the sea.

At this moment, on the cloud layer, the Nascent Soul cultivators of various sects frowned. After Meng Hao stepped into the canopy and started the final test, they all saw the scene on the canopy.

"Nine roads, how to choose...Since it is a subtle observation, the answer is definitely not to try luck one by one, it should be on this old man!"

"This person doesn't have any fluctuations in his cultivation, but he feels unfathomable. Perhaps the answer is hidden in his previous words..."

"It's no wonder that this kind of test requires careful observation. There is no answer at all. The Taoist of the Song family passed the test twice. This matter is indeed very commendable."

When these Nascent Soul monsters spoke one after another, Han Bei looked at the crown of the tree with interest in his eyes, pondered for a moment, and suddenly spoke.

"The fourth on the right!"

Li Daoyi's eyes flickered, since the Taoist of the Song family could pass the test twice, then he also had the intention of a competition here, and said slowly while staring at it.

"The fourth road on the left, this road seems inconspicuous, but it is clear that the leaves there are more lush, and the old man's words are almost every four words!"

When the two were like this, Li Shiqi's eyes flickered, but she didn't speak, but stared at the nine roads, lost in thought.

Song Yunshu's expression was the calmest, but he also sighed in his heart. Although he said that he succeeded twice, it was also related to luck. Looking back now, he himself couldn't figure out why he succeeded.

Song Tian, ​​the patriarch of the Song family, smiled without saying a word. He shook his head and looked at Meng Hao who was approaching again under the tree canopy while watching the people discussing.

Meng Hao's speed was so fast that when he flew thousands of feet away, among the people under the canopy, only the little fat man and the members of the Jin Han sect were left. Seeing Meng Hao's return, the little fat man gave in immediately.

Meng Hao nodded. After another person failed and fell, he swayed and appeared on the canopy for the second time. At this moment, the fifth platform in his body had already condensed as much as 90%, and there was not much spiritual energy left in the whole world, but according to Meng Hao's judgment, it was enough to open the fifth platform by himself.

Standing on the canopy again, Meng Hao took a deep breath, stared at the old man, carefully recalled the other party's words before, and looked at the nine roads. After a long while, he stepped out abruptly and stepped into the fourth road on the right!

His choice was exactly the same as Han Bei's.

But the moment Meng Hao stepped in, the feeling of world reversal reappeared. When everything was clear, what Meng Hao saw was the rapidly approaching sea below.

"There's something wrong here!" Meng Hao raised his head abruptly, with a strange light in his eyes, but also a hint of persistence.

At this moment, those arrogances of all sects who failed for the first time all started their second choice one after another, but soon they still failed one by one, and as Meng Hao moved forward, they started the third time.

At this time, the strangeness of this place has already been noticed by everyone, and they are all thinking about what they have overlooked and which way is the right one.

"This place is mysterious. I can see that although each of these kids only chose twice, they have tried all nine ways of this place together."

"Obviously, the road here is constantly changing. The real path is not fixed. If you want to choose it, luck plays a big factor."

When the Nascent Soul monks were discussing, Han Bei frowned there, and when he continued to look, he faintly felt that the other way was the right one.

"Don't worry, everyone. How to choose depends on one's observation and one's Dao Xin." Song Tian, ​​the patriarch of the Song family, laughed.

Under the vortex of clouds, among the towering trees, Meng Hao was moving at a high speed. As he continued to move forward, when he was still three thousand feet away from the crown of the tree, his body shook violently. The fifth Taoist platform in his body was condensed to more than 90% in an instant, and the distance was only a fraction of an hour away. Suddenly, a scene in Xiao's manor appeared impressively.

His body was about to wither quickly, but fortunately, there was enough aura here. With the madness of the fifth altar in Meng Hao's body, the aura of the whole world, no matter how many feet away it existed in an instant, rushed towards Meng Hao like crazy at this moment.

Meng Hao's face was rosy, and he could clearly feel his cultivation base rising rapidly, until he leaped down, and when he was a thousand feet away from the tree crown, his mind suddenly roared.

Along with the roar, the sudden change made Meng Hao's complexion change drastically. His body was suddenly infiltrated with golden light. Under the rapid operation of his cultivation base in his body, the golden light spread infinitely. At this moment, it seemed to cover up the existence of Jianmu!

In that golden light, one after another runes suddenly appeared. These runes were vague, but when they appeared, they turned the whole world into gold!

"This is..." On the clouds, an old Nascent Soul monster saw this scene, his expression suddenly changed, and he subconsciously stood up abruptly, with an expression of disbelief.

"Extreme Spiritual Sutra!" Another Nascent Soul monster said involuntarily at this moment.

Today is a good weather, no rain, only warm sunshine, let the ears can't help sighing, through the ages, people who can be born on this day every year must be happy for a lifetime, cough cough. (to be continued...) ()