I Shall Seal the Heavens

"Three pieces of Tianzhu leaves, nine strands of dusty wind roots, and the year of Jiazi Flowing Liquid..." Meng Hao said slowly, talking about nearly a hundred kinds of herbs, and Zhou Dekun immediately took out the corresponding herbs from the storage bag.

The power of the Earth Fire Crystal erupted suddenly, and the pill furnace floated red immediately. When the Wanlian furnace released the medicinal fragrance, Meng Hao put the medicinal herbs into it one by one according to the combination. In the end, there were no traces. He scratched his fingertips, and a drop of blood dripped into the pill furnace.

This time the alchemy, under Meng Hao's intentional control, lasted for three days.

Three days later, when the elixir was refined, its color was red, and Meng Hao grabbed it without any hesitation and threw it into the young man's mouth.

The young man's body trembled violently as he entered the pill, but this time he didn't scream. Instead, he struggled even more while his eyes were dazed during the trembling. It lasted for as long as a stick of incense.

He lowered his head and remained motionless for more than ten breaths. A gloomy aura spread from the young man in an instant. He raised his head slowly. His eyes were no longer in a daze, but rather cold.

"Thank you, master." The young man said lightly, the words were thanks, but there was a sense of dignity and arrogance on his body, as if he was high above, and the word thanked was like alms. During the words, the man stood up, without looking at Meng Hao, turned around and directly opened the door of the attic, and walked out.

Zhou Dekun frowned, looking unhappy.

Meng Hao's face was normal, but he was sneering in his heart. The remnant soul in this young man seemed to have regained his balance. But that drop of Meng Hao's blood, if he needed it, could instantly make this person knock down Jiuxiao, or even directly collapse his soul.

One drop of Demon Sealing Master's blood can destroy remnant souls thoroughly!

As the youth walked out, outside Qingying Peak, Zi Luo Patriarch, a middle-aged beautiful woman. There was also the red-faced old man. The three of them were waiting at the foot of the mountain. When they saw the young man approaching, the three of them took a long breath and bowed with fists in their hands.

"Congratulations to Xiaozu for recovering!"

This scene, of course, will not be seen by outsiders, and everything around has been covered by the three elders.

"The corpse who does not belong to this world is extremely difficult to deal with, and the king has fallen asleep again. This time, I have been walking in the world, but I have not fulfilled the king's seal... But you are very good, and the people you found are also good. Finally, I recovered. Then there is still a chance." The young man said lightly, and glanced at the three Nascent Soul cultivators.

"Arrange other remnant ancestors to go there. As for... Lord Fengzu, there must be no accidents with her. If the person in front is as successful as me,

before it can be sent. "The young man finished speaking. With a sway, his body turned into a puff of black smoke in an instant, and disappeared directly. This is no longer a teleportation, but a fusion of heaven and earth.

The three ancestors of Zi Luo bowed respectfully. When they got up, the three looked at each other. They all sighed bitterly, left one after another, and arranged for the other twelve people to be sent to Meng Hao one by one.

Time passed slowly, Meng Hao was in the Qingluo Sect, and as he treated the so-called Xiaozu one after another, the Qingying Peak where he was located has become an extremely important place for the Qingluo Sect.

All requests were made, but they were all satisfied. How could Meng Hao not use this opportunity? As long as he named a large number of herbs, they would be delivered immediately, which also made the herbs needed to refine the perfect golden elixir gradually more and more complete. Zhou Dekun was envious and proposed several herbs.

So when the two were refining alchemy, they withheld it together.

Similarly, Meng Hao also obtained a lot of blood from three generations of ancestors. This thing has nothing to do with alchemy, but it is what Meng Hao needs to refine his blood body, so naturally he will not let it go.

As for those without ancestral blood, Meng Hao would not force it, but just lengthened the refining time.

Until this day, Zhou Jie walked into the attic with a pale complexion. This was Meng Hao in Qingluozong. Since the last time, he saw Zhou Jie again. Following Zhou Jie's sitting cross-legged, Meng Hao was silent for a moment, and started alchemy.

After Zhou Jie, it was Han Bei. This woman was cautious. When she appeared in front of Meng Hao, Meng Hao looked at Han Bei and suddenly smiled.

"Master Fang..." Seeing Meng Hao's smile, Han Bei became nervous. At this moment, the voice of the ancestor of the Han family came from her mind.

"Be careful with this man, he is not simple, he should have noticed this old man!!" This is not the first time that the ancestor of the Han family spoke. The reason why Han Bei was nervous outside the Qingluozong mountain gate that day was precisely because of the voice of the ancestor of the Han family.

Meng Hao's expression was normal, and he began to refine alchemy after a smile. When Meng Hao looked at Han Bei again after the elixir was refined, Han Bei's expression was normal, but his heart was completely shaken, because in her mind, the voice of the ancestor of the Han family was trembling at this moment.

"This pill...can't be swallowed!! This person...this person..."

"Master Fang, please swallow this elixir when you get back." Han Bei stood up, remained calm, and said with a light smile.

"Senior Brother Zhou, I have some private matters to discuss with fellow Daoist Han Bei." Meng Hao didn't look at Han Bei, but looked at Zhou Dekun, and bowed with his fists clasped.

Zhou Dekun laughed, he had already noticed that something was wrong, but he had harvested a lot of herbs here these days, so he turned around and walked out of the attic.

"Master Fang..." Seeing Zhou Dekun leave, Han Bei's heart sank, but he still kept his expression as usual, smiling like a flower, and was about to say something.

"You don't need to swallow this pill, but Fang wants a favor. If I need it in the future, you have to complete it." Meng Hao looked at Han Bei with deep eyes, as if he could see through Han Bei's eyes.

Han Bei looked at Meng Hao, gritted his silver teeth, and let her have a lot of scheming, but now she didn't have the slightest thought, and could only show a dazed expression.

"My little sister doesn't understand what Master Fang said, but don't worry, master, my little sister accepts this favor."

"It's not you who wants to give Fang this favor, but the third soul in your body!" Meng Hao said indifferently, but these words fell into Han Bei's ears like thunder, causing her complexion to change completely.

She was about to say something more when suddenly a blue aura emanated from her heavenly spirit. This aura condensed and slowly turned into a phantom of a middle-aged man. He stared at Meng Hao and nodded after a long time.

"The Han family, I owe you a favor." There was a vicissitudes of voice from this figure.

Meng Hao cupped his fists and bowed, and the figure disappeared. Han Bei took a deep breath, looked at Meng Hao in horror, turned around and left quickly after a long while, but when she got out of the attic, she immediately put her mind away, making her eyes look cold, outsiders could not detect the abnormality, and walked to the distance.

After more than a month of alchemy, until today, Qing Luozong sent the last person, and this person... is Xu Qing!

Being the last to be sent, with Meng Hao's experience, he can also see a lot of clues. It is obvious that Xu Qing's current status in Qing Luozong is definitely not an ordinary person, even among these remnant souls, he must be extremely noble.

What made Meng Hao firmly judge was that the moment Xu Qing was sent, the entire Qingying Peak seemed to be quite different from usual. Not only was the protective light curtain from the outside world stronger, but Meng Hao even saw countless remnants of souls surrounded by the sky outside.

These discoveries made Meng Hao's heart sink. He didn't show the slightest expression. He looked at Xu Qing, who had been sitting cross-legged since he entered the attic, with a calm expression. Even his eyes were much less blank.

Meng Hao glanced at Xu Qing, especially with his eyes on his forehead, opened the light curtain of the main furnace, and refined the elixir inside. He looked calm, and the blood dripping from the elixir that could be refined was no longer ordinary blood, but his hard work of cultivation!

This drop of blood is the essence of his life, and it contains his persistent thoughts as a nine-generation demon seal.

It was blended into the elixir, mixed with various plants and trees, and even borrowed the power of skin jelly to make it invisible. However, when Meng Hao's elixir was refined and brought to Xu Qing, Xu Qingyu raised his hand to take it, but did not swallow it.

"Is this the elixir that makes everyone else back to normal?" Xu Qing said calmly, her voice was cold, she looked at Meng Hao, and without waiting for Meng Hao's answer, she got up and walked out of the attic.

Meng Hao looked at Xu Qing's back and remained silent, but he was sure that even if the other party didn't swallow it now, he would definitely swallow the pill soon.

Because she seemed to recover on her own, but in fact it was just an illusion. The degree of her soul-shattering was even more than times that of other people, and it could even be said to be the most serious, because Meng Hao had seen before that the wound on her forehead was even more serious.

At dusk the next day, in the seventh mountain of Qing Luozong, Xu Qing sat cross-legged in the cave, her face was pale, her eyes showed struggle and bewilderment, and her body trembled.

After the whole process lasted for several hours, she raised her right hand and slowly took out the elixir refined by Meng Hao from the storage bag, but the process of picking it up and putting it in her mouth lasted more than ten breaths.

If Meng Hao were here, he would definitely be able to see that there were countless remnants outside Xu Qing's body at this moment, and these remnants looked at Xu Qing nervously and kept wandering.

Even outside this cave, including Zhou Jie and Han Bei, all the disciples of the Qingluo Sect who were rescued respectfully bowed there, as if they were waiting to be summoned.

Xu Qing held the elixir. After a long time, the coldness in her eyes overwhelmed her daze and struggle. She sighed secretly. She understood that with her shattered soul, she would not be able to restore the balance of this body after all. Now even with her dimness, the original soul in this body seemed to dissipate, making her body seem to be dead. The scar on her forehead could not heal for a long time.

She didn't believe that there was any elixir in this world that could restore the remnant soul. Everything was Qing Luozong's claim, but the restoration of others made her hesitate. She also studied this elixir, but she couldn't understand it. She planned not to swallow it, but finally put the elixir into her mouth. ()