I Shall Seal the Heavens Chapter 58: Here, not its world

Another two months have passed. On this day, the deep mountain where Immortal's cave meditation of Meng Hao cross-knob suddenly heard a rumbled around reacted. In this rumbled, the mountain beast roars was scattered, and Meng Hao's Immortal's cave was taken by him. The cut stone crashed and exploded.

In the splash of gravel, the figure of Meng Hao came out of Immortal's cave. He has a long hair shawl, a scribe's gown, and his eyes are shining like electricity. An unspeakable temperament permeates him, as if there is still a The aroma diffuses.

His face was rejoicing. Standing outside Immortal's cave at this moment, eyes closed laughed after a long while, and the laughter echoed around, and those beasts who were shocked ran away again.

"Qi Condensation eight layers!" Meng Hao Clenched raised his fist, and bright glow in the eyes shone. If it is at night, it will definitely look brighter.

For more than two months, he has been in retreat here. The tension and crisis started gradually dissipating with the passage of time. He slowly cultivated with one heart. There are more than 10,000 Spirit Stone, a large number of medicinal pills, Meng Hao. A long retreat began.

He doesn't want to keep himself in crisis all the time. Only by constantly strengthening himself can he gradually reduce the number of people who can threaten himself.

"I want to be a strong man, for no other reason, but to be a strong one!" Meng Hao stood outside Immortal's cave, took a deep breath in the mountains, and showed firmness in his eyes.

Although he is scholar, although he studied Confucianism, three years is enough to change some of the inner. At this moment, after going through a series of things, Meng Hao is no longer the mood of the year, but the persistence in his character. Gradually revealed.

This persistence is reflected in his persistence after falling off the list, in his struggles in Reliance Sect, in his resistance to Wang Tenfei, and in this moment, in his expectations for the future.

People want to be stronger, like wanting to get rich and rich, this is a dream, for no reason. If you really say that you are, you are afraid of the poor, you are afraid of the weak, so you have to be strong, so you have to be rich Human, this is the human nature that Meng Hao understands.

"Life is constantly burning. It is called exuberant. If you are strong in your own life, you are not willing to bow your head." Meng Hao raised his head, he thought of Reliance Sect, State of Zhao strong, the only one, and killed's indifference. I thought of the eyes of the middle-aged Dao Protector person next to Wang Tenfei.

"I disappeared from my father and mother. If I do n’t have the self-improvement, I ca n’t live now. I have long since abandoned myself. In Reliance Sect, if I do n’t have the self-improvement, I ca n’t become an inner disciple, self-improvement, perseverance. This is My path to the future. ”Meng Hao exhaled a long breath, raised his sleeves with his right hand, and immediately flew out a black light, turning into a black nail, when the nail appeared, immediately the black light went bright and went straight to the distance A piece of rock went away.

Boom, these two-foot-high mountains collapsed and were torn apart, and there was a lot of black ice on the broken gravel. Even when the ground fell, even the ground was scattered. chill.

Meng Hao looked satisfied, and with one stroke in his right hand, the black nail flew back directly. The Meng Hao palm was thrown back, and it was thrown again, and the multicolored light suddenly dazzled. The sixteen feather fans flew out and drew around as the Meng Hao pointed with his right hand, and immediately the fan slammed apart.

Sixteen Dao Light Mang scattered round, that is sixteen feathers, they are like a flying sword in the air, bringing out the sharp meaning, with the right hand of Meng Hao, here these sixteen feathers went straight to Meng Hao, in He was surrounded by a rapid outside body, impervious to wind, and he could form various looks by his spiritual power.

A few moments later, these sixteen feathers turned back into treasure fans and fell into the hands of Meng Hao.

"Unfortunately, Spirit Stone is not enough. Then Copper Mirror consumes Spirit Stone too much. Copying a celestial dandelion actually requires one hundred Spirit Stone. That's it. It can copy the Qi Condensation eight-layer tianlingdan. It actually requires five hundred Spirit Stone. One can be copied.

The price is too high ... ”Meng Hao frowned at the thought of Spirit Stone. More than 10,000 Spirit Stone had little left at the moment. It could break through from Qi Condensation seven to eight in two months, and Meng Hao swallowed. There are more than eighty tablets of Diphtheria, and two tablets are swallowed almost every day before entering the eight layers of Qi Condensation.

"The further back practicing is, the more spiritual power is needed." Meng Hao murmured and glanced into bag of holding. There were five tablets of Tianlingdan at the moment, but he swallowed one before and found If you want to reach the nine layers of Qi Condensation, you need at least about 150 tablets.

"In addition to the need for more spiritual power, is it possible that I have swallowed too much medicinal pills, which has caused my body to start rejecting medicinal pills?" Meng Hao hesitated for a moment, unable to determine, but according to his calculations Without Tian Ling Dan, the other medicinal pills will need more.

"One hundred and fifty capsules of Tianling Dan ... is equivalent to more than 70,000 Spirit Stone ... otherwise, it will take a long time to make up, but I am latent talent, it takes more time ..." Meng Hao thought of this, suddenly With a sigh, I felt that bag of holding was drying up.

He still has three big Spirit Stones in bag of holding, but Meng Hao doesn't dare to use it. As the time of practicing increases, he feels that his copy of wooden sword is too reckless. The big Spirit Stone is definitely not Take it easy, otherwise it will not be possible to copy the jade blood crystals.

"Unless necessary, this big Spirit Stone must not be used, maybe it will be better in the future." Meng Hao made up his mind at this moment, his body turned into a Changhong, the treasure fan at his feet dazzled, and went straight to the distance .

Meng Hao groaned a little, the aura in the body moved, and the light of the treasure fan at his feet dissipated, and it became unflattering. Meng Hao was relieved, and the whistling went away.

"After a few months, those the Violet Fate Sect disciples should have left." Meng Hao was cautious all the way, thinking secretly, until he left this deep mountain, looking up, Meng Hao remembers this direction, it should be approaching The capital of State of Zhao.

There was the place where he dreamed of being second only to the East Great Tang. At this moment, I remember that Meng Hao was filled with emotions, three years of imperial examinations, three years of dropouts, and Meng Hao is not qualified to come to this city for the final test, but now it is another three years , He is no longer scholar that year, has become cultivator.

When approaching the capital cities of State of Zhao, Meng Hao no longer glides from time to time, but walks on official roads with long hair and a robe of scribes makes him look as if he is still scholar. He was short and tall now. For many years, the body's practicing has become more and more slender in recent years. Although the skin is still a little black, it looks very spiritual and has a temperament.

It's already a trance now. In the March season, snowflakes sometimes fall for State of Zhao. At this moment, as Meng Hao goes, unconsciously, in the sky covered by dusk, snowflakes gradually fall.

Sprinkled on the ground soon, it looks like the whole land has been approved by a white coat.

The snow fell on the hair of Meng Hao. It did not melt, but floated there, and may leave as the wind blows.

The surroundings are not quiet. The closer it is to the capital city of State of Zhao, the more horse-drawn carriages appear. At this moment, there is a horse-drawn carriage at behind of Meng Hao.

When passing by Meng Hao, snowflakes were raised, and the curtain of the carriage was blown away by the wind, revealing a reading scholar inside.

Meng Hao looked at the scholar, and looked calm, but there seemed to be a few years ago in his eyes. He looked like he was only twenty years old, but at the moment, Meng Hao felt that his heart seemed to be older. .

While sighing, the carriage stopped in front, the curtain was opened, and scholar inside looked back. When Meng Hao approached, scholar stepped down from the carriage and held a punch towards Meng Hao. worship.

"Brother Taiwan also went to the State of Zhao Metropolis Imperial Examination?"

"In my early years, I had a dream of holding high books, but now it's gone. I just want to take a look at Tang Tower." Meng Hao quickly returned the gift.

"Unfortunately, it ’s a good idea to see Xiongtai ’s good looks. Why would Xiongtai give up his career?” Then scholar looks similar to Meng Hao, with regret to open mouth at this moment.

Meng Hao shook his head without saying a word.

"No more, the snow is anxious, and the road is not easy to go. If you are too late to enter the city, Xiongtai might as well be with the next, or you can still have time to enter the city." This scholar also looks at Meng Hao scholar and invites with a smile.

Meng Hao looked at the sky, and looked at this scholar, thanked him with his fists, and got on the carriage with the other.

There is a copper furnace in the carriage. The inside is burning with fire, dissipating the cold outside. It can also be seen that the scholar has a wealthy family, and there are old people driving outside. All these can be seen in many details.

Even though the old man bowed his head with the bucket bucket, the joints of his hands were very large.

"Zheng Yong, a young man, don't have to be constrained. You and I are both scholars, and we should support each other outside." Zheng Yong warmed his hands and smiled.

"Under Meng Hao, thank you Brother Zheng." Meng Hao smiled at to open mouth, his eyes fell on the book next to Zheng Yong, and the words "Book of Rites" were written in antique and antique, at first glance, it was not the printed version, but Ancient book.

"Last name Meng?" Zheng Yong immediately looked right, inconvenient in the carriage, but also bowed his fists.

"It was originally the big name of Liren. After celebrating his father, Zheng was rude in the car, and I hope Brother Meng will forgive me."

"Brother Zheng doesn't have to be like this. His surname is only brilliant. His ancestors are brilliant. He is a descendant, but he has repeatedly dropped off the list. He is ashamed." Meng Hao returned his fist, and the two sat down again.

"Brother Meng is not correct. This surname comes to good fortune. It is passed down to ancient times. After the celebration of his father, even if it is not an imperial examination, as long as he is kind, he is a Confucian life." Zheng Yong is serious to open mouth.

"Brother Zheng, what is Confucianism?" Meng Hao was silent, looked up a moment later, and scholar in front of looks at said calmly.

"Ritual, Music, Righteousness, Loyalty, Moderation, Fang is Confucianism." Zheng Yong did not hesitate and immediately to open mouth.

Meng Hao didn't speak, the snowflakes from the looks at window curtain came up, and the voice came out for a long time.

"What is life again?" Meng Hao Dao Seeking.

"Life?" Zheng Yong hesitated for a moment, hesitated, without immediately to open mouth.

The cabin is quiet. Only the sound of snow outside is sobbing. Meng Hao raises his right hand and extends out of the curtain. Snow is falling in his hand gradually.

"This snow can only appear in winter. It can only live in the cold wind, so this winter is its life." Meng Hao softly to open mouth, when he took it back with his right hand, he approached the copper furnace with snowflakes, you can see The snowflakes quickly melted and became water, flowing in the palm print of Meng Hao.

"Snow, you can only live in winter, near fire, it will die. This is also its life. No matter how long it is for summer, it can only ... far away.

Snow has become water in my palm, because this is not its world ... "Meng Hao raised his right hand and waved the water droplets out of the carriage, and suddenly these water droplets were out, in the Heaven and Earth that scholar can't see. , It became snow again, and drifted away.

Zheng Yongzheng was there, his expression was bewildered, until the carriage entered the gate, the voice of Meng Hao came out faintly.

"Thank you Brother Zheng for being with you all the way, this one, surnamed Meng, said goodbye." Meng Hao bowed his fists, got up, got out of the carriage, stepped on the snow, and gradually walked into the street.

"I long for summer, but I can only survive the winter snow, I can only go away silently ... is this the life of snow?" Zheng Yong murmured looking at the back of Meng Hao in the distance, and got out of the carriage for a long time , In the direction of Meng Hao leaving, bowing deeply.

In the cold wind, his figure was gradually covered by snowflakes, but he understood that when he returned to the carriage, the snow on his body would die. Today's scene, he will never forget this life, until it became a famous event many years later. When the great Confucianist of State of Zhao, he also sometimes raised his hands in the winter snow, and the snow in the palm of looks at slowly turned into water. Silently thought of a number of years ago. On snowy night, it was called Meng Hao and scholar.

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Hanhanhan, I clearly remember that at 11 o'clock, I clicked on the upload chapter, and then went to the code word, but it did not upload successfully, dizzy, I apologize to everyone, I must carefully check a few more times in the future ...