"The way is in my heart and my eyes want to confine the mountains and seas to seal the sky!" In this way, in the first dusk when Meng Hao came to Haoranzong, the setting sun slowly faded in the distance, and the breeze made the mountains full. When the flowers and plants were shaking, Meng Hao stared blankly at the cheap master who was not reliable, second only to the patron ancestor...
Listening to the other party, he was introducing the so-called Fengtian Secret Art.
"This tactic is powerful, very powerful, invincible!"
"The person who created this tactic is the eighth mountain and sea. No, it is the entire mountain and sea realm. There hasn't been one for tens of thousands of years. Even since the existence of the mountain and sea realm, there has only been such a peerless genius. !"
"This trick must first have awe-inspiring aura, and then there must be a fearless heart, to contain the eighth mountains and seas in the heart, followed by mountains and seas, until the nine mountains and seas are contained in the heart, to force... let the mountains and seas recognize Its main!
Once it succeeds, it will be the first step of this tactic, and then the second step is to seal the sky, thirty-three days on top, each layer is sealed, the cultivation base is doubled!
After the thirty-three days were sealed, the theoretical level of cultivation increased thirty-three times! "; The old Tao said here, with a look of recollection, and the whole person looked full of vicissitudes.
"Then..." Meng Hao hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help asking when seeing the old way intoxicated there.
"Then? There is no more. At that time, you are invincible. What else do you need? Then, let's talk about it. I don't think about it later, I can't think of it!" Old Dao glared.
"Um... Master, you created this or something to seal the sky by yourself." Meng Hao was silent for a moment and asked.
"Haha, it really turned out to be my disciple. He is only a little bit smarter than being a teacher. That's right, since you can see it, you won’t hide it from being a teacher. What you said is very correct. Alas, this secret I have been with me as a teacher for two thousand years, and today I finally want to say it!"
"Yihaozi, listen carefully, this is my heart and my eyes desire to seal the sky! It was created for the teacher, it is my awe-inspiring school, the most powerful, the most mysterious, the most supreme way!" With a flick of the veteran sleeve, his right hand was raised high, arrogant!
Meng Hao smiled bitterly, looked at the old way blankly, and had a headache.
"There should be cheers at this moment!" Old Dao squinted and stared at Meng Hao with very dissatisfied eyes.
Meng Hao was silent, seeing this old way of maintaining this action for a long time, and thinking of the other party's previous maintenance, Meng Hao sighed and cheered up.
"Master is mighty!"
The veteran laughed and resumed his stance.
"Believe in being a teacher, this way is very powerful in my mind and my desire to confine the sky. I think that the current cultivation base of the teacher can only show 10%, but even if it is 10%, it is very, very powerful! The old man is powerful, and the old man will seal it with one word!" The old Dao boasted, but he wanted to pretend to be arrogant.
"Come, come, we will practice now, you and I will learn, look at me." The old Taoist flicked his sleeve, raised his right hand and pointed at the sky.
"The Dao is in my heart!" He roared, and his voice echoed throughout the sect. Meng Hao saw with his own eyes that the disciples who bowed their heads quickly on the dojo below the mountain looked back at Master's movements and eyelids. Can not help but smoked.
The legs of this old man bend into a circle... He lifted his right hand, and raised it between his eyes...
"Learn!" The old way was anxious, staring at Meng Hao.
Meng Hao coughed dryly for a long while, remembering the shelter of the old way, his legs were slightly complete when he sighed, split into a circle, and his right hand was lifted hard, between his eyes.
"Speak!" Old Tao urged.
"Tao... Dao is in my heart!" Meng Hao gritted his teeth, and then screamed.
"Okay, well, there is a second action." The old Dao's eyes lit up, he laughed, and his left hand was also raised, crossing his right hand horizontally, forming a cross.
"It's in my eyes!" The old Dao shouted, his left hand horizontally covered the position of his eyes.
Helpless, Meng Hao also followed suit.
"Want to be overwhelmed by the mountains and seas!" The old road roared again, his legs were originally bent, at this moment, like a frog, after squatting down, suddenly bounced...
Meng Hao was stunned, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and then flicked...
"Feng, Tian, Jue!" The old Dao was in mid-air, his hands spread out suddenly, and he yelled up to the sky with a loud voice. At this moment, it spread to all directions, even the monks who surrounded here outside the mountain gate could hear clearly. Chu, all of them looked weird.
Meng Hao really didn't have the courage to roar the Feng Tian Jue with such a loud voice, whispered these three words in a wry smile, and learned to spread his hands. There was no change in his surroundings.
"Yes, in the past two months, you have to contact this method a lot, believe in being a teacher, this method is powerful, invincible, and the mountains and seas are invincible, and the supreme is also destroyed!" The old Tao said proudly.
Meng Hao could only be silent.
"Okay, you can practice yourself, and I have to do something." The old Tao said, waving his hand and walking down the mountain, nowhere to be seen.
Meng Hao sighed, sat down cross-legs, frowned, thinking about how to avoid the chase of the Celestial Alliance this time, this place... is not a long-term choice, so old-fashioned, but the first ancestor of the Haoran Sect is obviously not like this, and there is no such thing. Intention to let yourself stay.
All this is forced to come from the old way.
"Also, two months is enough time for my injury to completely recover!" Meng Hao's eyes flashed with coldness, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes and meditated to heal his injuries.
It didn't take long. There was a roar in the distance, and a changhong rose to the sky. In the changhong, there was a figure that seemed to teleport away. Meng Hao immediately opened his eyes and looked in that direction.
There is the teleportation formation of Haoranzong.
Meng Hao's eyes flashed slightly, and he groaned for a long while, then continued to heal his injuries.
Time passed, ten days passed in a blink of an eye, these ten days... Meng Hao sometimes went down the mountain, watching the Haoranzong disciples practice, and feeling the luck of the mountains and seas here, that is, the Haoran Qi, but it is a pity that his healing can only be done half a day. At other times, he would be pulled by the old Dao to practice the Heaven-Fighting Technique.
Meng Hao was embarrassed to refuse at first, and gradually became impatient, but fortunately he didn't encounter any weird things, such as bad luck, lightning strikes, and spontaneous combustion.
He had the intention to directly refuse, but when he thought of the old Dao standing in front of him and fighting against the whole starry sky monk, Meng Hao couldn't speak. Slowly, although he was still learning, he was mostly perfunctory.
Until one day, when Meng Hao was going down the mountain, he passed a basin, where he heard the conversation between the two disciples.
"Yiran Master Zi is crazy again... It's been more than ten days, and the teleportation array is turned on at least ten times a day, and every time a messy thing is teleported, what's this for!"
"Every time you turn it on, it takes a lot of spirit stones, back and forth, the place is different..."
"No way..." When the two disciples sighed, Meng Hao's heart trembled. He shook his body in silence. When he reached the place where the teleportation formation was, he saw that the old way was there. He was taking out the spirit stone to the disciples in charge of this place and arranged for them to open it. The teleportation array, and the ones that were teleported out, were all spirit beasts, but their appearance was changed to resemble a human form.
Perceiving Meng Hao, the old Dao turned his head, glanced at Meng Hao, and laughed.
"The good disciple is here, let's go, let's continue to practice Fengtian Jue." The old way took a step and took Meng Hao straight to the mountain. Meng Hao was silent all the way. On the peak, when he was practicing this Fengtian Jue, he became more serious than ever before. There was no slack in every movement, even the roar.
Until the practice for a few hours, when it was over, Meng Hao suddenly spoke.
"Master, these days, keep turning on the teleportation array, what is it for?"
"For what? For you, I said you are only a little bit smarter than the old man, how can you be so stupid?"
"You have only been here for two months. After two months, you teleported away, but because of the blockade, you could not leave the Celestial Alliance directly. It is still possible to teleport to the area near the exit, but in the teleportation, there are too many Method to eliminate interference, even being interrupted in the middle of the transmission."
"So just in case, I have to be mixed up with fish eyes, open countless times a day, for several months, so that those who are looking for you will gradually lose patience in the air again and again, so that you can get mixed in and send directly. Go out." The old Dao said in surprise.
Meng Hao's heart was shocked, looking at the old way, this person who was stranger to him before this, in this short period of time, has touched Meng Hao's heart twice.
In this icy world of comprehension, people are accustomed to intrigue and intrigue between people, but the more so, the more precious it is, the more precious it is, and the more it will be remembered for a lifetime, Don't want to forget.
Perhaps, it is precisely this kind of quality that still exists that makes the monk, no matter how long he practiced, he is still a human, not a beast.
Meng Hao looked at the old way, clasped his fists, and bowed deeply.
In the following days, he will not be perfunctory, every time he is very serious to accompany the old Dao to practice the Fengtian tactic, even though he knows that this tactic is completely imagined by the old Dao, it is not Dao Fa at all, it is just an illusion of the old Dao. That's it.
Although he knew even more during this period, Lao Dao was not like that back then, but when he went out, he was seriously injured, the Daoist was killed, and his child disappeared in the years, leaving him alone and returned to the Zong. The door, holding a palm-sized black leather in his hand, passed out into a coma.
Since that time, Lao Dao has become crazy from time to time. As for what happened to their family during that time, Lao Dao has never mentioned anything, even if Zongmen is going to investigate, he has not found the slightest trace.
It's just that many times, he would sit alone on top of the statue and look at the sky, giggling, smirking, and weeping tears that he didn't notice.
Meng Hao, one month later, on the night of the full moon, he saw it with his own eyes and heard the sound of crying or laughing.