I Shall Seal the Heavens

As the ground gradually calmed down, and as the sound from the ground gradually disappeared, the entire city of Saint Syracuse became quiet.

All the people looked up at the sky, at the place where Master Zhou and others disappeared, everyone hated the silence and were not in a high mood.

Master Zhou, the number one alchemist in Sheng Xuecheng and Motu, was taken away just like that.

He has left Sheng Xuecheng who missed him forever, and maybe he will continue his great reputation as a master in a new area...

This sudden incident made many people unable to think of it before.

Meng Hao looked at the sky with pensive eyes. He was thinking that if he beat Zhou Dekun in the Dan Dou before, and Zhou Dekun didn't appear to be unfathomable, maybe it was Zhou Dekun who was standing here at the moment and was taken away. ...

It is myself.

Meng Hao was silent.

The hundreds of monks around were also silent. There were too many things that happened that day, and everyone needed time to adapt.

In this silence, Meng Hao shook his head, turned around, glanced at Han Xueshan who was at a loss at the moment, then cupped his fists and bowed to the old woman among the four elders, then turned around, in this silent world like a picture, slowly Tun walked towards the distance.

As soon as he walked out, the monks around immediately recovered one by one, and all looked at Meng Hao.

The four elders also cast their eyes on Meng Hao in an instant, the second elder hesitated to speak, the fourth elder took a few steps forward and hesitated, but it was the old woman who didn't say a word.

The Great Elder, that dwarf, had a smile on his face at the moment, walked a few steps quickly, and spoke loudly to Meng Hao.

"Master, where is this going?"

"My surname is Meng." Meng Hao paused and looked back at the elder.

"Before someone said that this city doesn't welcome me. So Meng must leave Holy Snow City." Meng Hao sighed, shook his head and spoke, then turned and continued walking.

When Meng Hao said these words, hundreds of monks around were startled, and all of them reacted. If Zhou Dekun was there before, they would have looked down on Meng Hao's place, but now Zhou Dekun has become history, and in this way, Meng Hao's status here has risen infinitely in an instant.

Zhou Dekun is gone, if there is no more alchemist in front of him. For Saint Syracuse,

The loss is too great!

The First Elder turned his head and gave the Second Elder a hard look, and quickly stepped forward to stop Meng Hao, laughing.

"Master Meng, it was a misunderstanding before, so don't bring it up again. It's because my Hanxue family didn't treat guests well, master, don't take it to heart."

"That's right, Master Meng is at the pinnacle of alchemy, why bother to have the same knowledge as us, this place is Master Meng's home!"

"Master Meng, stay here. If you leave, your talents are buried in this troubled world. Why don't you stay here? You will surely be famous!"

"Master Meng, I implore you to stay here." The monks around spoke quickly at this moment, their voices buzzed, and the voices of hundreds of people echoed and spread all around. The voices were sincere and sincere, and fell into Meng Hao's ears. Touched in Meng Hao's eyes, he stopped, looked back at the monks around him, and bowed deeply with his hands clasped.

"Thanks to the love of all fellow Taoists, Meng should not be able to refuse. But... there are people here who don't like me and have to leave." As soon as Meng Hao said the words, the expression of the second elder changed, and he found that many eyes around him were looking at him. Looking at himself, he gritted his teeth, took a few steps forward, and bowed deeply to Meng Hao.

"Master Meng, please forgive me. The old man's words were wrong before. Please don't mind me. In my heart, the master is the pinnacle of alchemy. When my Hanxue family is in trouble, he will work hard and not be afraid of danger. Come to help. This kind of kindness, the old man will never forget it!

Great Elder, I suggest that Master Meng must be given a Hanxue silkworm, only in this way can we express the gratitude of our Hanxue family. "The second elder said seriously.

"One is not enough!" The fourth elder, the middle-aged man with a gloomy expression, walked a few steps forward with a sincere smile on his face, and bowed to Meng Hao.

"One is definitely not enough. There are still two larvae in the family. They should all be given to Master Meng. I also ask the elders to agree. Only in this way can I express the gratitude of my Hanxue family. As for the larvae, as long as the family is still there , with enough time, it can naturally continue to be cultivated."

The Great Elder felt a little heartbroken, but he looked at Meng Hao, thinking that without Zhou Dekun, there was only this Master Meng at the moment, so he gritted his teeth.

"It should be so! Master Meng, don't worry, the larvae of the cold snow silkworm will definitely be delivered to the master within a year!"

Meng Hao was happy in his heart, but on the surface he was hesitant. This skill was learned from Zhou Dekun before.

As soon as he hesitated, hundreds of monks all around immediately began to ask to stay. During the first wave of asking to stay, Meng Hao hesitated for a moment, but he still chose to shake his head, but after the second wave of asking to stay, Meng Hao's expression was shaken.

"It's not that Meng doesn't want to stay here. It's because this place is dangerous. My cultivation base is weak, and I'm afraid I don't have the power to protect myself... Besides, I can only stay here for about half a year. I really can't wait for a year." Meng Hao sighed.

The Great Elder and the others looked at each other, and the old woman finally spoke, looking at Meng Hao with a strange expression.

"The four of us do the refining by ourselves, which can save half the time, and we can produce a cold snow silkworm in half a year."

"After getting the cold snow silkworm, Master Meng can leave at any time, and I will never stop it." The Great Elder said in a low voice beside him.

There were quite a few monks in the surrounding area, who tried to persuade them to stay again and again. Meng Hao finally reluctantly agreed after this extremely grand occasion. Following his agreement, there were a lot of respectful voices from all around.

In this way, Meng Hao stayed in the Holy Snow City, and his reputation spread all over the city in a short time. Whether it was a foreign monk or a member of the Hanxue family, they all loved Master Meng's three words like thunder.

Originally, if Zhou Dekun hadn't been here before, Meng Hao wouldn't have been accepted so easily by the people here, and he paid great attention to it.

But the foundation laid by Zhou Dekun before is really good. He has successfully made the people in this city have reverence for alchemy, fanaticism for alchemy, and even the Hanxue family accepts him. , and be polite.

Under such circumstances, after Meng Hao took over, it was logical that Zhou Dekun's previous foundation became his own.

If the poor Zhou Dekun knew about this at this moment, he would definitely spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, regret for a long time, and sigh that he must never be fashionable in life, his painstaking efforts for several years have become Meng Hao's property at this moment.

But Meng Hao also felt aggrieved, this matter was not his doing, but a coincidence, he fell in front of him, but he couldn't escape, and was smashed on his body.

A few days later, the monks in the city seldom talked about Master Zhou. Most of what they talked about was Master Meng. The place where Meng Hao lived was guarded by members of the Hanxue family. Extremely protective.

In the past few days, many powerful people have come to visit, and all of them are extremely polite. Meng Hao has a lot of experience in dealing with this kind of thing, which is different from Zhou Dekun's mystery. The true attainment of the Tao, often a few words, can make the monks here think about it.

Half a month later, Meng Hao had completely established his foothold in the Holy Snow City, and his reputation spread all over the city, and he was already very famous.

The thirty-foot-long giant was regarded as Meng Hao's mount. As for the Si Long from West Desert, he was regarded as Meng Hao's servant.

Some monks who came to seek alchemy heard that Meng Hao liked lotus, so they collected lotus from many areas at any cost, making Meng Hao's yard full of snow lotus, and the fragrance of flowers was overflowing.

As for the invasion of the Motu Palace, as Han Xuezong said, there will be no more attacks within three months. This gave the Hanxue family a buffer period. As time passed slowly, in the past three months, Almost every day, formations filled the air, and the monks in the entire city were mobilized to cooperate with the Hanxue family to consolidate various areas.

Only Meng Hao has become the most leisurely person here. Every day, Meng Hao looks at the lotus and meditates. Sometimes he takes out the fairy earth runes to comprehend, and sometimes he summons Gula to study the totems.

As for the thunder that would appear every few days, Meng Hao had become a habit, and he had developed a terrible intuition for thunder. On the soul body of the patriarch of the family, there is a resistance to thunder.

According to Meng Hao's analysis, the patriarch of the Li family has been slowly changing towards Thunder Soul.

But compared to these, Meng Hao's biggest harvest is the Immortal Soil Talisman, the Immortal Talisman of the Land of Black Soil. Meng Hao has been studying it since he came to Motu, and finally on this day, he saw a clue.

"This fairy earth talisman is very similar to a totem. I can conclude with eight levels of confidence that this so-called fairy talisman... is the oldest totem!" Meng Hao breathed heavily, looking at the fairy talisman paper in his hand, his gaze Revealed.

"And all the research, up to this moment, all point to the totem!" Meng Hao's eyes flickered, and he closed them after a long time, but opened them suddenly after a while.

"The reason why I have a strong interest in totems is because once the catastrophe is over, the biggest problem facing me is how to become a perfect baby!"

"The Nascent Soul is divided into five elements, with five colors, and the four colors are flawless, and the five colors can be perfect... Unless I can find the golden elixir chapter of the Tailingjing, there are pictures on the method of stepping into the four-color Nascent Soul, in this case, the perfect refining Only Yuanying Pill can succeed, but this Golden Pill has long been lost..." Meng Hao's eyes became more and more intense.

"The Nascent Soul Realm is no different than others. It is too difficult to achieve the four colors. I don't have the skills, but the totem of the West Desert, and the Five Elements Alchemy of the Eastern Land Yan Song, gave me a direction.

Whether this direction is feasible still needs a lot of research. I need more Western Desert monks to study their totems before I can finally confirm it! "Meng Hao took a deep breath, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users, please go to read.)