I Shall Seal the Heavens Chapter 289: Which way do you choose?

Meng Hao For a moment, he no longer remembers how many years he had, and did not see his father was not so severe, but he let himself fall asleep and talk awake.

"Respecting the teacher as a father ..." Meng Hao looked at the back of his father's departure, apparently a simple gown, but at this moment for some reason, in the eyes of Meng Hao, it seems that a purple wind is blowing around his father.

This wind made him seem to have a fragmented area in his head, as if a picture appeared in front of him. In the picture, his father's appearance was blurry, and he sighed as he stared at himself.

There is a mother in the picture, looking at herself softly, it seems that tears shed in her eyes.

It seems ... there are Tang Tower, there are a lot of multifarious memories, Meng Hao is silent, and after a while, he shakes his head vigorously, and when he turns around, he sees a tower in the county seat, that is Tang Tower.

"It didn't seem to be before ... and it seems to have always been." Meng Hao's eyes were bewildered.

"I'm not a private boy here." When Meng Hao was at a loss, an old voice came from his ears, Meng Hao quickly turned around, the old man in front of looks at, his behind, his father went away, and in this yard at the moment, Only he and the old man.

"Before you, the old man had 17 disciples, some of them returned to the market, some of them went out of their way, and some of them ... still immersed in their pursuit.

Counting it out, some are no longer the disciples of the old husband. From today, you are the eighteenth disciple of the old husband, but I will call you, Xiaojiu. "The old man looked at Meng Hao, slowly to open mouth, with ancient in his voice. As the words came, Meng Hao gradually could not hear the noise around him, and only the old man was left in front of him.

"You still have a teacher and sister. Although you are a teacher before you, but you are not orthodox, so you are ranked after you. Her surname is Chu."

Meng Hao I don't know why, heart is a little nervous, at this moment I don't know if it is time to bow down or bend down to hold a fist, which is cramped.

"The old man's name hasn't been used for a long time. Outsiders often call me Dan. And familiar people call me Mr. Dong."

"My husband has never married my wife, so I have no children. My disciples are my children, you legacy my knowledge. Continuing my traces in this world, for me, you ... is my life, The dearest person. "The old man looked at Meng Hao, with a majestic look, but his eyes were soft, with compassion. It seems that he has looked at Meng Hao for so many years, and it has been tested for a long time.

"From today, I am your master!"

"Respect the teacher, respect the teacher as the father, I ..." Meng Hao to open mouth subconsciously.

"You don't need to say this word, you can have it in your heart, Xiaojiu, kneel!" both eyes, the old man, immediately revealed his sharp awn. At this moment, the whole person seems to have become the supremacy of this Heaven and Earth.

The specific feeling Meng Hao cannot be described. He just felt that at this moment, the old man in front of him seemed to be heaven, but it was not cold. On the contrary, there is a deep kindness and softness, like a mountain, which can shield the wind and rain in front of him.

Meng Hao bows his head. Knelt down.

Kneeling, he couldn't see the sky stand still at this moment, the clouds were quiet, the birds lost their agility in midair, and the earth didn't tremble, but the whole city was quiet at this moment.

"Becoming my disciple, in the real sense of my life, I only worship twice."

"The first time, when I was a teacher, this deduction had a cause with me. Since then, fate has been involved, you keep on, I keep on!

As for the second time, when you wake up, come to me and I will tell you. "

"The deduction of the teacher is divided into three deductions, which are childish, far away, and twilight. Now, it is your childish deduction." The old man stared at Meng Hao, softly to open mouth.

Meng Hao seems to understand, and touches the ground with both hands, bucking deeply towards the old man.

This buckle, the sky is moving, the situation is rolling, the birds are far away!

This buckle, earth tremor, dreams of beings, the past is now!

This buckle, the former cause, the afterlife, this life ... you keep on, I keep on!

The laughter of the old man echoed with openness, and there was emotion, satisfaction, kindness, and responsibility in that laughter.

Since then, the boy in front of him has become his disciple. Since then, every move of this boy has his own imprint. From then on, in this boy's life, he is ... his master!

This is karma, not Tianding, but human, it is a fate, not Tianyuan, not doomed in the deep, but a choice between two people.

One chose Master, the other chose a disciple, and ended up this game ... karma!

"You still have to go through the buckle of distant and the buckle of twilight. In the process, there are many paths in your life. Which one to take ... It depends on your choice.

If you finally hold Twilight, then you and my master and disciple name can't be broken! I did not accept your worship service, because I have received it once. "The old man whispered to open mouth, raised his hand and touched the head of Meng Hao. A kind smile made him stand up.

Meng Hao seemed to understand. He stood up and looked at the Master in front of him. He could feel the kindness of the other person, and felt the warmth that appeared in his heart under such eyes.

He nodded heavily.

From spring to autumn, year after year, Meng Hao is nineteen years old. During these seven years, he lived here most of the time, reading books, looks at clear breeze, looking at Ming Moon Star.

Everything in the book lets him know the respect for teachers. Everything in the book makes him understand that the world is big.

In seven years, my father was a lot older, and the master was older, and Xiao Taohong was no longer a popular in Yuanfang. In a years ago, he was redeemed by a rich man from outside the county to serve as a servant.

Before leaving, she also found Meng Hao, as if she was Meng Hao as her younger brother, speaking softly, and finally, in the smile of Meng Hao, she went to the sedan chair and left Donglai County.

The two companions of that year took the legacy of Meng Hao in accordance with their previous commitments, and today they have indeed become evil tyrant in the county seat.

Meng Hao no longer claimed to be evil tyrant that year. He dropped out his fancy clothes and wore a monochrome scholar gown.

green color's long shirt is just like his youthful years, but with the change of spring and autumn, his face has a touch of frivolity and a touch of calmness. He likes to think, like the looks at sky, and I don't know what he is looking at.

I like to stand in the pavilion during the storm, looking at the lightning thunder in the distance, and the rain falling on the ground. At this time, he will think of the scenes of life ancient in the book.

Like a dream, seven years seems like a storm. Meng Hao doesn't feel that he has changed anything, but to outsiders, he has changed too much.

He often looks at the Tang Tower, and often appears in his mind some seemingly previous memories, very multifarious, incoherent, but for seven years, these memories gradually emerged more and more.

Meng Hao looked at the increasingly old Master, and wanted to say the idea of ​​going away. He wanted to walk up and down the mountain, to go far and far, to see the outside world.

But in the end, he was in the looks at county seat, Master looks at, looking at his father. There was no to open mouth, but silence.

One year, one year ... When the second seven years came, that autumn, when autumn leaves scattered on the ground, and it seemed to return to the roots in the wind, his father was very ill, and a purple In the windy night, his father died.

In front of his father's grave, Meng Hao appeared. He seemed to return to fourteen years ago. The father hugged himself and came to the door of the Master. Fourteen years later, in silence, Meng Hao drank one. Jug of wine.

When he turned around and left, he spoke to Master and said the idea of ​​going away. This was a dream of him, which had been brewing in his heart for a long time.

When going away, Meng Hao deducted the second worship in front of Master. This is ... the worship to go away.

In the Master's gaze, Meng Hao was carrying a bookcase, and in the early morning of a day, stepping on the early sun, he went further and further.

When he turned back for the first time, he could not see the Master. On the second time, even Tang Tower disappeared.

Meng Hao is silent. He seems to understand something faintly. When he turned around, he went further and further, without turning back for the third time.

In the big river, Meng Hao met a ferryman and talked about the legend about the long river. The legend resembles this river, and there are fairy people living there.

Immortal, is a title occasionally seen in books read by Meng Hao, which made him very interested. I lived by this river for three years. Unfortunately, I did n’t see the immortal, but the reflection of the river. Here, I seem to see another self.

Fly in the sky, repair in the mountains, and refine in a East Pill branch called the Violet Fate Sect ...

As if jumping on your own, you can become another self, ending your life.

Three years later, Meng Hao was twenty-nine years old. In the last year of his standing, instead of jumping off the river, he got up and left this long river and headed farther.

A year later, in a seemingly endless forest, a month of sparse wind and dark night, Meng Hao saw the erratic figure of a woman and a deserted old grave. There was no incense in the grave, and the forest was dark Meng Hao was a little scared. When he was surrounded by countless figures, Meng Hao thought of the imprint of a finger in memory.

He put out this handprint. At this moment, everything around him disappeared.

From then on, he became curious about this dark forest. He walked in the forest and lived in the bush. He saw a scene of strange and strange scenes, and saw a strange ferocious beast.

In this forest, he walked for three years, and then passed by. When he left, he looked back at the mountain forest, his face was emaciated. He had a feeling, if he wanted to, it seemed to be this mountain. I can belong to myself.

Here, one person, together with Heaven and Earth, pursues the ordinary life of Transcendence.

When staring, Meng Hao thought of Master 21 years ago, Master ’s words, there are too many paths in human life, which one to choose ... It depends on myself.

"This is not the way I want to choose." Meng Hao thoughtfully and turned away.

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I saw Fellow Daoist saying I did n’t understand. This is my fault. After the next chapter, everything is clear. This plot is a test of water. I have n’t written it for a long time. Yesterday ’s hands ...