Chapter 1,227 Old Taoist!

"The Way is in my heart, my will is in my eyes, and I want to exhaust the mountains and seas. I can use the Heaven Sealing Technique!" Just like that, on the first evening when Meng Hao came to Haoran Sect, as the sunset in the distance slowly faded away and the breeze blew, making the flowers and plants on the mountain sway, Meng Hao stared blankly at the cheap master in front of him, who was second only to the Backer Ancestor in terms of unreliability...

Listening to the other party introducing the so-called Heaven Sealing Technique.

"This tactic is extremely powerful, extremely powerful, invincible!"

"The person who created this tactic is the Eighth Mountain and Sea, no, it is the person who created this tactic. There has only been one genius in the entire Mountain and Sea Realm for tens of thousands of years, and even since the existence of the Mountain and Sea Realm, there has only been one genius who created it!"

"This tactic requires a great spirit first, and then a fearless heart, to accommodate the Eighth Mountain and Sea in the heart, and then one mountain and sea after another, until all the nine mountains and seas are accommodated in the heart, to force... let the Mountain and Sea Realm recognize it as the master!

Once successful, it is considered to have completed the first step of this tactic, and then, it is the second step, sealing the sky, the thirty-three days are above, and each layer is sealed, and the cultivation level doubles!

When the thirty-three days are sealed, the cultivation level can theoretically increase by thirty-three times!"; When the old Taoist said this, his expression showed reminiscence, and the whole person looked full of vicissitudes.

"Then what..." Meng Hao hesitated for a moment, looking at the old Taoist who was intoxicated there, and couldn't help asking.

"Then? There is no then. At that time, you will be invincible. What else do you need then? Besides, it's hard to think of the next thing, I can't think of it!" The old Taoist stared.

"That... Master, this so-and-so Heaven Sealing Art, is it something you created by yourself?" Meng Hao was silent for a moment and asked.

"Haha, you are indeed my disciple, only a little bit less intelligent than me. That's right, since you have seen it, I will not hide it. You are very right. Alas, this secret has been with me for two thousand years. Today I will finally tell it!"

"Yi Haozi, listen carefully, this is the Heaven Sealing Art of My Heart and My Eyes! It was created by me. It is the most powerful, mysterious and supreme Taoism of my Haoran Sect!" The old Taoist flicked his sleeves, raised his right hand high, and was arrogant!

Meng Hao smiled bitterly, staring at the old Taoist blankly, and had a headache.

"There should be cheers at this moment!" The old Taoist glared at Meng Hao with a very dissatisfied look.

Meng Hao was silent. Seeing that the old Taoist had been in this position for quite some time, and remembering the other party's previous protection, Meng Hao sighed and forced himself to cheer up.

"Master is mighty!"

The old Taoist laughed and resumed his standing position.

"Trust me, this Dao in My Heart, My Eyes, Desire to End Mountains and Seas Sealing Heaven Art is very powerful. I think that with my current cultivation, I can only exert 10%, but even 10% is very, very, very powerful! Anyone stronger than me, I will seal with one word!" The old Taoist boasted, pretending to be proud, and his saliva flew when he spoke.

"Come on, come on, let's practice now, you and I will learn, look at me." The old Taoist flicked his sleeves, raised his right hand, and pointed to the sky.

"The Dao is in my heart!" He roared, and the sound echoed throughout the sect. Meng Hao saw with his own eyes that in the dojo at the foot of the mountain, those disciples who quickly bowed their heads looked back at the master's actions, and their eyelids twitched.

The old Taoist bent his legs,

forming a circle...but he raised his right hand, and raised it between his eyes...

"Learn!" The old Taoist was anxious, staring at Meng Hao.

Meng Hao coughed for a while, and remembered the old Taoist's previous protection. He sighed and slightly opened his legs, forming a circle, and raised his right hand with difficulty, between his eyes.

"Speak!" The old Taoist urged.

"The Tao... The Tao is in my heart!" Meng Hao gritted his teeth and simply gave it his all, shouting.

"Okay, there is a second move." The old Taoist's eyes lit up, and he laughed, and raised his left hand, crossing it horizontally with his right hand to form a cross.

"The intention is in my eyes!" The old Taoist shouted, and his horizontal left hand covered the position of his eyes.

Meng Hao had no choice but to learn it.

"I want to exhaust the mountains and seas!" The old Taoist roared again. His legs were originally bent, but now they squatted down like a frog, and suddenly jumped up...

Meng Hao was stunned. He gritted his teeth and jumped up...

"Sealing the Heaven!" The old Taoist was in mid-air, his hands suddenly spread out, and he roared to the sky. His voice was loud and clear, and it spread in all directions at this moment. Even the cultivators surrounding here outside the mountain gate could hear it clearly, and each of them had a strange look.

Meng Hao really didn't have the courage to roar out the Sealing Heaven Art in such a loud voice. He whispered these three words with a bitter smile, and learned to spread his hands. There was no change around him...

"That's right. In the next two months, you should practice this method more. Believe in me, the power of this method is invincible in the world, and it can destroy the mountains and seas, and even the Supreme!" The old Taoist said proudly.

Meng Hao could only remain silent.

"Okay, you practice on your own. I still have something to do." The old Taoist said, waved his hand, walked down the mountain, and disappeared.

Meng Hao sighed, sat cross-legged, frowned, and thought about how to avoid the pursuit of the Heavenly God Alliance this time. This place... is not a long-term choice. The old Taoist is confused, but the first ancestor of the Haoran Sect is obviously not like that, and he has no intention of letting him stay.

All this was forced by the old Taoist.

"Well, two months is enough for my injuries to recover completely!" Meng Hao's eyes flashed with cold light, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and meditated to heal his injuries.

Not long after, there was a roar in the distance, and a long rainbow rose up. In the long rainbow, there was a figure that seemed to be teleported away. Meng Hao immediately opened his eyes and looked in that direction.

There was the Haoran Sect's teleportation array.

Meng Hao's eyes flashed slightly, and he pondered for a while, and continued to heal his injuries.

Time passed, and ten days passed in a blink of an eye. During these ten days... Meng Hao sometimes went down the mountain, watching the disciples of Haoran Sect practicing, feeling the luck of the mountain and sea world here, that is, the Haoran Qi. It was a pity that he could only heal his wounds half a day, and the rest of the time, he would be dragged by the old Taoist to practice the so-called Fengtian Jue.

Meng Hao was embarrassed to refuse at first, and gradually became a little impatient, but fortunately, he did not encounter any strange things, such as bad luck, lightning, or spontaneous combustion.

He wanted to refuse directly, but when he thought of the old Taoist standing in front of him to fight against the entire starry sky cultivator, Meng Hao could not speak. Slowly, although he was still learning, he was mostly perfunctory.

Until one day, when Meng Hao was going down the mountain, he passed by a basin, where he heard a conversation between two disciples.

"Master Yiran has gone crazy again... It's been more than ten days. The teleportation array has been opened at least ten times every day, and each time a mess is teleported. What's the point of this!"

"Every time it is opened, it costs a lot of spirit stones. Going back and forth, the place is different..."

"There's no way..." When the two disciples sighed, Meng Hao's heart was shocked. He swayed in silence and arrived at the place where the teleportation array was located. He saw the old Taoist there, taking out spirit stones to give to the disciples in charge of this place, arranging them to open the teleportation array, and the ones teleported out were all spirit beasts, but their appearance was changed to look like human form.

Sensing Meng Hao, the old Taoist turned his head, glanced at Meng Hao, and laughed.

"My good disciple is here. Let's go. Let's continue to practice the Heaven Sealing Technique." The old Taoist took a step and pulled Meng Hao straight to the mountain. Meng Hao was silent all the way. On the mountain, he was practicing the Heaven Sealing Technique more seriously than ever before. Every movement, even the roar, was not slack at all.

Until a few hours of practice, at the end, Meng Hao suddenly spoke.

"Master, why have you been opening the teleportation array these days?"

"Why? For you. I said you are only a little bit smarter than me. How can you be so stupid?"

"You are here for only two months. After two months, you will teleport away. However, you cannot leave the Heavenly God Alliance directly because of the blockade. You can still teleport to an area near the exit. However, there are too many ways to interfere with the teleportation. You may even be interrupted halfway through the teleportation."

"So just in case, you have to mix the fakes with the real ones. Open it countless times every day for several months in a row. Let those who want to find you gradually lose patience after being caught in the air again and again. Only in this way can you be mixed in and teleport out directly." The old Taoist said in surprise.

Meng Hao was shocked and looked at the old Taoist. This person, who was a stranger to him before, had touched Meng Hao's heart twice in this short time.

In this cold world of cultivation, people are used to intrigue and deception, but the more so, the more precious the moment of beauty is, the more people will remember it for a lifetime, reluctant to let it go, and unwilling to forget it.

Perhaps, it is precisely because of this quality that a cultivator is still a human being, not a beast, no matter how long he has practiced.

Meng Hao looked at the old Taoist, clasped his fists, and bowed deeply.

In the following days, he was no longer perfunctory. Every time he accompanied the old Taoist to practice the Sealing Heaven Art seriously, even though he knew that this art was completely imagined by the old Taoist, and it was not a Taoist method at all, but just an illusion of the old Taoist.

Although he knew during this period that the old Taoist was not like this back then, but was seriously injured when he went out, his Taoist partner died, and his child disappeared in the years, leaving only him to return to the sect, holding a palm-sized black skin in his hand, and fainted.

From that time on, the old Taoist became crazy from time to time. As for what happened to his family during that time out, the old Taoist never mentioned it once. Even if the sect wanted to investigate, they could not find any trace.

But many times, he would sit alone on the top of the statue, looking at the sky, grinning foolishly, laughing crazily, and shedding tears that he himself did not notice.

A month later, on a full moon night, Meng Hao also saw it once with his own eyes and heard the sound that could not be distinguished from crying or laughing. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)