I Shall Seal the Heavens

Backing Mountain Sect, located in the territory of Zhao State on the edge of the Southern Territory of Nanshi Land, used to be the head of the four major sects of Zhao State. Even the entire Southern Territory is quite famous, but now it has fallen, and its status is not as good as it used to be, nor is it what it once was. Brilliant, now in Zhao State, it can only be regarded as the last stream.

In fact, the backing sect was not originally called this name, but a cultivator who caused a sensation in the entire southern region appeared a thousand years ago. Almost all the treasures of the sects of Zhao State were searched, and the scenery was the same.

But now, thousands of years have passed, and things have changed. The resources are limited, and even if the other three sects want to recruit handymen, they still need their disciples to go out and tie them up, not to mention the open and honest opening of the sect to recruit disciples.

Following behind the green-robed man, Meng Hao walked on the mountain path of the backing sect. Everything around was like a peach orchard, with strange rocks and trees everywhere, green mountains and green waters, and luxurious attics surrounded by clouds and mist, as if the tiles were covered with It was paved with jade, and Meng Hao sighed when he saw it, but the little fat man beside him cried and mourned all the way, which made Meng Hao feel that the mood of the place was a bit broken.

"It's over, it's really over this time..."

"I'm going home, I have big steamed buns and fish..."

"Damn, damn, I should inherit the family's ancestral land in the future, become a master, have a few concubines, I shouldn't be a handyman here..." The little fat man murmured with a sad face while trembling, Tears in the eye sockets.

He muttered all the way, until after half a cup of tea, a cold voice came from the green-robed man walking in front.

"One more nonsense and cut your tongue directly."

The little fat man shivered suddenly, his eyes showed strong fear, he quickly covered his mouth, and his body trembled more and more violently.

This scene fell into Meng Hao's eyes, making him suddenly feel as if things were not as good as he thought, but he was determined and took a deep breath at this moment, but he didn't say much.

It didn't take long. At the halfway up the mountain, Meng Hao saw the clouds rolling in front of him, revealing several rows of flat houses. Seven or eight teenagers were wearing the same burlap gowns, sitting tiredly outside the houses. He noticed Meng Hao, but most of them ignored him.

Not far away, on a rock, sat a young man wearing a light blue long gown. This man's face was slightly longer, like a horse's face, and his clothes were obviously more luxurious than those of the young men. After Meng Hao approached the green-robed man, he stood up and respectfully bowed his fists to the green-robed man.

"Meet senior brother."

"These two are new servants going up the mountain. Please explain how to arrange the accommodation." The green-robed man looked impatient, turned around and walked away without looking at Meng Hao and the two.

After he left, the horse-faced youth sat down cross-legged again and gave Meng Hao and Fatty a cold look.

"This is the handyman office in the northern district. The backing sect does not raise waste. Since the two of you have come here to work as a half-jiazi handyman, you can go down the mountain when your term expires. If you escape halfway, there will be many beasts in the barren hills, and ten deaths will be dead. After receiving the handyman shirt, I will be isolated from the mundane world and be a handyman with peace of mind." The young man with a horse face looked at Meng Hao and the two and spoke coldly.

The little fat man was even more trembling, his eyes showed despair, Meng Hao's expression was very calm, and there was an inexplicable look in his eyes, which made the horse-faced youth pay more attention to Meng Hao. The boy who was caught as a handyman,

There are not many people who are as calm as Meng Hao in front of him.

"You have a good character. You don't have to be half a year old as a handyman. You can practice on weekdays. If you can reach the first level of condensing energy, you will no longer be a handyman, and you can be promoted to a disciple of the outer sect." With a flick of his sleeves, in front of Meng Hao and the little fat man, a burlap tunic appeared, each with a thumb-sized wooden sign engraved with the word "miscellaneous".

In addition to this, there is a booklet with three small characters written on it.

Condensation volume.

These three small words fell into Meng Hao's eyes, and immediately made Meng Hao breathe a little faster. He stared at the booklet, and what instantly emerged in his mind was the compliment of the green-robed man to the cold-faced woman. The mentioned seven layers of condensed gas.

"The first level of condensing qi can become a disciple of the outer sect, and the woman who caught me, she is the seventh level of condensing qi... What is condensing qi, could it be that this is the legendary method of cultivating immortals.

This should be regarded as the wages of the handyman. Although this kind of wages is not silver taels, if you can take it out, you will definitely be able to sell it for hundreds of gold! Meng Hao was heartbroken, grabbed his long gown, and wrapped the wooden sign and the booklet inside.

"The seventh room in the west head is the residence of the two of you. From tomorrow onwards, the work of the two of you will be to chop wood, each of whom will have ten wood a day. If you can't do it, you won't be able to eat." eye.

Meng Hao took a deep breath and imitated the other side's previous appearance. After clasping his fists and bowing, he pulled the little fat man and hurriedly walked towards the house. This place seemed to be a quadrangle that had been enlarged many times. Seven rooms in the west, push the door and step in.

The room is not big, except for the two small beds, there is a table, although it is simple, it is very clean. After sitting down on a bed, the little fat man can no longer hold on at this moment, and he burst into tears.

He was twelve or thirteen years old, but his voice was extremely loud when he cried at this moment, and it seemed that he could hear an echo even from outside.

"My father is a rich man, and I should be a rich man too. I don't do a handyman..." The little fat man cried extremely sadly, and the fat also trembled when his body trembled.

"Don't cry. Actually, it's not bad if you think about it. We are working for immortals. How many people envy us." Meng Hao hurriedly closed the door and comforted him.

"I don't want to work, my family has money, and... I've finished talking about my marriage, and I've given all the dowry gifts. Pity my beautiful little lady who hasn't been through the door. Isn't this meant to be a widow..." The more the little fat man cried, the more sad he became. .

Meng Hao looked a little weird. He secretly said that this little fat man is not a big man, and he actually said that he is close. He is so old, and now he has never touched a woman's hand, he can't help but feel that he is rich. I have no worries about food and clothing, and I am poor and poor. I sold my ancestral home last year, and now I still owe Zhou Yuanwai a lot of debt.

But thinking about the debt, Meng Hao was happy, thinking that he had come here, if Zhou Yuanwai had the ability, he would come to him.

Thinking about it, Meng Hao felt that this place was not bad. You could get food and clothing without spending money, and even if you didn't work, you had to pay hundreds of gold wages. Especially since this place was where the immortals lived, it made Meng Hao feel that he was here. For myself, it can be said to be a desperate situation.

Annoyed by the crying of the fat man, Meng Hao simply picked up the booklet in the burlap shirt, sat cross-legged on the bed and flipped through it, opened the first page, and after reading the first sentence, Meng Hao was a little stunned.

"People should have a backer. If a mortal has a lifetime of wealth and honor, and if a monk has a worry-free life, if he joins my backer sect, the old man is the backer." This is the opening language in the booklet, and the inscription is the backer of the old ancestor.

There were only a few crosses, but there was an unspeakable arrogance, and even more naked remarks about seeking backers, which made Meng Hao stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that this sentence made a lot of sense.

"The backer sect, is this the true meaning of the backer sect? To be a person, you must look for a backer, and after finding a backer, you will have no worries in your life." The more Meng Hao thought about it, the more he felt that this sentence was very correct. Three times in a row. When he sighed, he had a faint respect for this old backer who he had never seen before. He felt that a certain door in life had slowly opened with these words at this moment.

"That is to say, I am here in the backing sect, and I will use various methods to find backing for myself, so that I can be worry-free here." Meng Hao's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he continued to flip through the booklet in his hand, forgetting Time, forgot the cry of the little fat man beside him.

It wasn't until late at night when the little fat man was tired from crying and fell asleep, and when the snoring echoed through the house, Meng Hao reluctantly closed the booklet. Although he looked a little tired, his eyes were full of charm.

"This book is not worth a hundred pieces of gold, it's worth a thousand pieces of gold!" Meng Hao murmured to himself. He dreamed of becoming an official and becoming rich all his life. If his evaluation of something could be worth a thousand pieces of gold, then this thing would be of great value to him. As far as he is concerned, it has already risen to the point where it is second only to life.

In the midst of excitement, the little fat man's snoring came suddenly. When Meng Hao looked around, he saw the little fat man sitting up from the bed with his eyes closed, beating his hands and muttering words.

"Kill you to death, snatch my steamed buns, I will bite you to death, you dare to snatch my wife." As he spoke, the little fat man closed his eyes and got out of bed. He touched the table carefully, but Meng Hao's eyes widened. The little fat man actually bit the corner of the table, leaving a deep tooth mark. He went back to bed and went back to sleep, and the snoring came out again.

Meng Hao looked at the little fat man for a long time. After confirming that he had the habit of sleepwalking, he glanced at the corner of the table. He vaguely felt that the little fat man should not be provoked when he was sleeping. .

"The ninth level of condensing Qi, the path of the fairy, working for the fairy, giving the opportunity to become a fairy, this is the biggest salary, I don't believe that if I become a fairy, I can't become a rich person!" Meng Hao tightly He grabbed the booklet, with a strong light in his eyes, as if he saw another way to read besides reading.

At this moment, the door of the house suddenly slammed and was kicked open, and a cold hum followed into the room.

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