I Shall Seal the Heavens

Meng Hao took a deep breath, raised his head sharply, and remained silent for a long time. His mind recalled that day when he stood on the towering tree in the cloud vortex of the Song family, and saw a line of writing appearing in the emptiness in the distance.

After a long while, Meng Hao sat cross-legged on the ground, feeling inside his body. After a stick of incense, he opened his eyes, and there was a gleam in his eyes. He clearly sensed that the Bianhua poison in his body was suppressed by an indescribable invisible force, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep, like being sealed.

This is a more powerful effect than Chunqiumu, and it allows enough time for Meng Hao to detoxify. Meng Hao took a deep breath, got up and put away the painting screen carefully, and bowed deeply to the place where the old man was before with cupped fists.

"Thank you, senior, for your help." Meng Hao paused for dozens of breaths before getting up. At this moment, how could he not understand that the reason why this old man appeared here was to wait for him.

"Shuidongliu..." Meng Hao was silent for a moment, then turned and walked towards the secret room of the cave mansion. After walking through the secret rooms, taking away everything that could be taken away, he stood beside a teleportation formation and looked down for a few times. Although Meng Hao hadn't done much research on the formation, he had used it several times after all. At this moment, he took out the spirit stone and placed it in the center of the formation. After a while, the light of the formation shone rapidly, and soon the light of teleportation covered Meng Hao's body.

A buzz echoed, shaking the entire mountain, the light flashed blindingly, and then disappeared quickly, together with Meng Hao's figure, without a trace.

In the Southern Territory, the Donglai Kingdom where the Ziyun Sect is located, in a barren mountain on the edge, in a towering mountain peak, in a deserted cave that was also opened up by people, there was a light shining at this moment, and as the light disappeared, Meng Hao's figure walked out of it.

He looked back at the deserted cave, then at the slightly dilapidated but usable teleportation array, and after remembering the location here, he shook his body. It turned into a Changhong and rushed out of this place, heading straight to the sky.

When he flew out, there seemed to be a streamer of light flashing on his body. As the light gradually disappeared, Meng Hao's appearance changed drastically. His skin was no longer slightly dark, but fair. Completely changed the look. It even gives people a childish feeling.

"Because of the Great Spiritual Sutra. It is estimated that several big families in the Southern Region are looking for me. In this case, Ziyunzong. I have to get in."

"Whether it's for detoxification, learning alchemy, or purple qi coming from the east, you have to get it from the Purple Fortune Sect. Besides... I also need someone who has the status of a great sect." Meng Hao was thoughtful, his eyes showing determination.

A few days later, outside Ziyun Sect, in a monk's city.

The name of this city is Ziyue,

Very lively and prosperous. It can be said that it is the city with the most monks coming and going in Donglai Kingdom, especially in July every year, as Ziyunzong starts the annual alchemy auction, more monks come and go here. Not only the sects of the entire Donglai Kingdom are united, but even many sects in the entire southern region will also be sent to participate in the auction.

The so-called pill auction is the elixir auction conference hosted by Ziyunzong. At this time of year, a large number of alchemists in Ziyunzong will send their satisfied pills to this place for this auction. Not only can they gain benefits, but it has also become one of the ways to stand out in the outside world in terms of alchemy attainments.

Even every alchemy auction, even the master alchemist of Ziyunzong, many people will participate in it, which makes this place so lively that it attracts the attention of other big sects.

After all, the main furnace alchemist has an unusual status in the Purple Fortune Sect, and it is often difficult for other sects to spend a lot of money to cultivate one. In the entire southern region, only the Ziyun Sect can train a main furnace alchemist.

As for Ziyunzong, the existence of alchemists accounted for half of the reason why Ziyunzong could become the great sect in the Southern Region, and the other half was the art of purple energy coming from the east from the fragments of the Tailingjing.

It is precisely because of this that the structure of the Purple Fortune Sect is divided into two major veins, one is the Ziqi vein, and the other is the Dandong vein!

Ziqimai practiced magic and Taoism, and Dandongmai focused on alchemy and refining dust. The two sides complement each other and respect each other like guests. Only in this way has the status of Ziyunzong been achieved.

At this moment, when this year's Ziyun Zongdan auction is about to start in a few days, in Ziyue City, there is a young scholar of sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a robe of scribes, looking up at a mountain in the distance from the square in the center of the city with longing.

It was a purple mountain, and the purple light was so overwhelming that it seemed to be able to dye half of the sky purple. From a distance, it was not a mountain at all, but a... huge statue like a mountain!

The statue is an old man. In front of the old man, there is a mountain-shaped alchemy furnace and a clearly carved scroll. At this moment, they all emit purple light, making this place obvious enough to be seen at a glance.

All of this is the mountain gate of Ziyunzong!

"That is the founding ancestor of the Ziyun Sect. His Taoist name is Zidong Zhenren. He has long since become a fairy, left behind the Taoism, and has multiplied to this day. He has become one of the five great sects in the Southern Region, the Ziyun Sect." Beside the young scholar, a thin middle-aged man in his thirties, with mischievous eyebrows, said with emotion beside the young man.

"Later generations recalled his face, carved the city statue with the mountain as the body, and the alchemy furnace in front of the old man represented the Dandong branch of Ziyunzong, and the volume of scriptures represented the Ziqi branch. Together, they turned into the majestic mountain gate of Ziyunzong.

After passing through this gate, the Endless Mountain is connected by a suspension bridge, forming a haze that outsiders cannot see, where Ziyunzong is located. "The middle-aged man spoke slowly, with a respectful look on his face.

As for the young scholar next to him, he seemed fascinated, but deep in his eyes, there was a flash of coldness.

This young scholar was naturally Meng Hao who had changed his appearance, and the skinny man next to him was an assistant he found after entering the city, who could quickly let strangers know about this place.

"Such a great sect, if you can enter it, you will have no regrets in this life." Meng Hao said softly, looking at the majestic mountain gate, his words were full of longing.

"This matter is almost impossible. The Purple Fortune Sect rarely recruits disciples. Even if they do, they are mostly recommended by the cultivation families and sects in the Donglai Kingdom. As for outsiders, they do not accept them.

If you really accept it, how many people in the entire Donglai Kingdom would like to join the Purple Fortune Sect, my little friend, it’s getting late, what exactly do you want to buy, I will take you to find it. "The skinny man said with a smile.

"No need, I've found it." Meng Hao smiled, took out a spirit stone from his storage bag, and handed it to the skinny man. He cupped his fists slightly and walked towards the block on the other side of the square.

The thin man was stunned for a moment, and put away the spirit stone. He stayed with the other party all morning, and felt that the young man was very strange. He just wandered around the city without looking at any items. He didn't think much about it at this moment.

Meng Hao walked to the block on the other side of the square. Outside one of the shops, he paused and glanced at the shop. This is a elixir shop. On the inner wall, some discarded elixirs formed the outline of a elixir furnace, and in the center of the outline of the elixir furnace formed an oval mark.

In that imprint, there are four waste pills.

It looked normal and nothing unusual, but after Meng Hao saw it, a smile appeared on his face, and he walked into an alley. When he came out, he was already wearing a bamboo hat and a wide robe, and walked directly into the elixir shop.

The pharmacy is not big, at the moment there is no one else in it except one clerk.

"I want this pill, one." Meng Hao pointed to the shelf with some cheap pills with his right hand.

The guy raised his eyelids, glanced at Meng Hao, and stepped forward to take out the elixir that Meng Hao was referring to.

"This pill can be used in five layers of condensing energy, and it's worth seventeen spirit stones." As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Hao had already held the pill in his hand, without even looking at it. With a flick of the pill, the pill went straight to the pill furnace murals outlined by the discarded pills on the wall, and was directly branded in the center of the oval mark, making the four discarded pills that existed there originally become five pills at this moment.

After finishing all this, Meng Hao left without saying a word, dropped the spirit stone, and turned to leave.

The guy was stunned for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up. He clasped his fists behind Meng Hao and bowed deeply.

Time passed slowly. Meng Hao lived in Ziyue City and had only waited for two days. On the first day of the Purple Fortune Sect's alchemy auction, Meng Hao, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, suddenly opened his eyes late at night, and took out a gleaming jade slip from his storage bag.

This jade slip is a token, a card of the secret meeting! On this token, there is a pattern, if you look carefully, you can see that this pattern is the imprint of those waste pills on the wall of the pill shop.

At this moment when the moonlight fell outside, Meng Hao took a look at the token of the secret meeting, put it away, shook his body, and left the place.

Not long after, Meng Hao's figure appeared outside the elixir shop. He wore a bamboo hat on his head, and his clothes covered his figure. He walked forward slowly and knocked on the closed wooden door.

After knocking three times, the wooden door opened by itself, and the inside was pitch black.

Meng Hao's eyes flashed, and after a careful look, he stepped directly into it, as if stepping into the surface of the water, as the ripples echoed, the light in front of Meng Hao's eyes lit up, and it was no longer inside, but a palace appeared.

The appearance of the palace was exactly the same as when Meng Hao saw it for the first time. Outside the mansion, an old man clasped his hands together and put them in his sleeves. When Meng Hao appeared, he looked up and did not speak.

Meng Hao walked over and took out the token of the secret society, and the old man lowered his head again.

Only then did Meng Hao walk past him and step into the palace.

The sound of singing and dancing could be heard faintly, and the pattern was exactly the same as when Meng Hao first arrived. After passing through the rockery, a pavilion appeared in front of Meng Hao. Inside, there were four monks sitting upright. ()