In the blue sky, there are white and flawless clouds.

Villagers go out of their homes, or go to the head of the village, sit on Meng Po's stall and drink a bowl of hot tea, or go to the neighbor's house to talk and relieve their boredom.

But all the peace was suddenly broken, the sky was not beautiful, and dark clouds fell, thunder and lightning flashed in them, and raindrops the size of soybeans would fall at any time.

The villagers hurried home to collect clothes, rice, salted fish, and salted meat......

In the blink of an eye, there was only one person left in the stall at the head of the village.

Meng Po looked to the south, her rickety body stood up, and the movements that had not stopped for many years stopped.

Rumble!

Whoa!

With a lightning bolt like a silver dragon, the rain struck the ground, and the rain flowed down the ground to the stall, but it was blocked by an invisible force.

Meng Po shook the soup spoon, dug out two bowls of thick white soup, and walked to the table and chair, the soup was placed opposite her, while Meng Po herself sat down.

After a short time, two people came to the village, a man and a woman, the man was handsome and the woman was beautiful.

The people who came were Yang Xiao and Jun Yao who came from the imperial capital.

Yang Xiao saw Meng Po's posture and knew that he had guessed correctly, the person Jun Yao was looking for was Meng Po.

An old man and a young man looked at each other in the air, and Meng Po's eyes were extremely complicated, loving, gratifying, and regretful......

Jun Yao's eyes were very pure, only cold.

"You talk first, I'll go see the child. Seeing that the atmosphere on the field was not right, he was ready to smear oil on the soles of his feet and run away from the battlefield.

"Now that I'm back, I'll sit down and accompany my wife. ”

Meng Po's voice came from behind him, and he stopped in place, hesitated for a long time, and sat down.

Maybe at the critical moment, he can also pull Jun Yao, after all, Meng Po's cultivation, he has never been able to see through.

In this old body, it has the power to tear the dragon with his hands and step on the Kunpeng.

If the two women fought, he didn't think that Jun Yao could win, maybe he would be slapped to death by Meng Po with one palm.

"You are the saint of this generation, you are really much better than the old woman, the old woman has not done anything over the years, so she studied a bowl of soup, it tastes good, come and drink it." Meng Po's eyes never left Jun Yao, and she was dressed in red like her before.

"Meng Youling, follow me back to the mountain and accept the punishment. "Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Pagoda flew out, and the Dao Xuanhuang Qi fell outside Jun Yao's body, just like the mortal Nine Heavens Goddess, sacred and inviolable.

"Ahem!" Yang Xiao coughed, got up and grabbed Jun Yao's arm, and whispered: "Why are you so impulsive? Meng Po is a senior master in the cultivation world, a senior who deserves our respect, and she will fight and kill as soon as she comes up, and she is too unsaintly. ”

At this time, Yang Xiao regretted it in his heart, he knew that the two had a grudge, so he didn't bring Jun Yao over, in case he moved his hand, he would definitely be killed by Meng Po if he brought the enemy over.

Jun Yao heard the meaning of the words and sneered: "Her previous cultivation was indeed very good, three thousand years ago, she was known as one of the two people who were most likely to become a god at that time.

It's a pity that she is not ashamed, not only was she deceived by a man, but she was also drained of the avenue in her body by that person.

Now it's just a matter of scaring you with momentum. ”

When the words fell, a powerful momentum rushed out of Meng Po's body, gentle and terrifying, and Meng Po exuded an obscure aura.

Yang Xiao turned his head and said, "Let's sit down and drink soup." ”

In my heart, I have already scolded Jun Yao to death, this is what you said about the avenue being pumped, so this breath that blinds my magic eye is not my hallucination.

He forcibly pulled Jun Yao to the table, and the latter was stunned by the scene in front of him, which was not mysterious.

After resisting a little, he sat down with Yang Xiao to the table.

The immortal king with the Great Dao is not something she can deal with.

As soon as they sat down, Meng Po gathered her momentum, except for her upright back, as if she was still the old woman who cooked soup.

Meng Po said: "Who is the master of this generation?"

Laojun is the founding patriarch of Laojunmen, and the position of the master of the sect is held by his disciples.

Having stepped into the cultivation world for decades, Yang Xiao had not heard of the name of the master of the Laojun Sect, and Meng Po's question aroused his curiosity.

Jun Yao said indifferently: "Meng Youxiang." ”

Rumble!

Lightning streaked across the sky, and the old body shook visibly.

Meng Po said to herself: "Why her? It should be her? After I leave, she is the only one who has the qualifications to cultivate Wuwei Heavenly Gong." ”

Looking up at Jun Yao, there was a trilling voice in her tone, "She has cultivated to the first level. ”

Jun Yao was silent.

Yang Xiao poked her secretly, didn't she see that Meng Po's cultivation was unfathomable? If she didn't satisfy her, it was very likely that she wouldn't be able to leave Meng Village today.

Jun Yao frowned and said, "The third layer is the same as the cultivation when you left. ”

"Hey!" Meng Po sighed, "I didn't expect my departure to hurt Sister Youxiang." ”

At this time, Yang Xiao set off a monstrous wave in his heart, and stayed with Meng Po for 20 years, until today, he knew that the other party was from the Laojun family.

From the information he had, it is not difficult to guess that Meng Po used to be the saint of Laojunmen, and there was a problem when she crossed the love calamity, or she chose the wrong object, and was retaliated against by a man, so she fell to the point where she is today.

Meng Po stretched out her hand and said, "The old woman boiled it with her own hands, taste it." ”

Yang Xiao looked at the side, with a look of ridicule in his eyes, Jun Yao is different from him, he has no time to protect himself, if he really drinks Meng Po soup, he will end up like Ma Ye.

For a while, he was looking forward to it.

Jun Yao frowned, with her cleverness, it was not difficult to guess that there was something wrong with the soup, but she couldn't help but drink it.

"What's the matter, don't you think the old woman's soup is not delicious?" Meng Po's face was filled with anger, and her wrinkled palms were surrounded by an obscure aura.

"Granny Meng, don't be angry, I'll drink it for her. Yang Xiao picked up the soup in front of Jun Yao, and before it reached his mouth, he heard two loud drinks.

"Put it down!"

"Put it down!"

The voices of the two were surprisingly unanimous.

Yang Xiao smiled bitterly and put the soup back in front of Jun Yao, who hesitated for a moment, picked up the soup, and drank it in small sips.

Boom!

The soup spilled on the ground, Jun Yao crawled on the table and fell asleep, with a drop of thick white soup at the corner of her mouth, rising slightly, as if she was sitting in a sweet dream.

Yang Xiao looked at Meng Po, waiting for an explanation, the latter's cultivation would definitely not use such obscene means to harm Jun Yao, he was afraid that there would be something inexplicable in the soup.

Meng Po got up and walked to the kitchen, and her seemingly weak right hand picked up the soup spoon, and the bewitching red flowers were put into the soup.

"Take her away, there is only so much that the old woman can help you, don't let her follow in the footsteps of the old woman, trapped in inaction, unforgettable for a lifetime. ”

Yang Xiao's face was overjoyed, although he didn't understand what Meng Po's words meant, but Jun Yao was fine.

He has to bring people out in peace.

With Jun Yao on his back, his mana turned into an invisible shield, blocking the rain out of his body, leaving the ancestral land of the snow cicada, and flying towards the town demon city.

The wind and snow blew, a golden light pierced the sky, Yang Xiao scattered like a dharma body, and fell into the snow with Jun Yao in his arms.

The blazing blood qi melted the snow of a hundred meters nearby, revealing the yellow ground.

It is difficult for plants to survive in the Xuanxue region, and under the snow, there is a bare earth.

The soil loosens, revealing a half-man-high underground passage.

Yang Xiao frowned, there was really something wrong with the Xuanxue Domain, he originally wanted to open up a one-person-high passage, but in the end he only got half of it.

This place was suppressed by a vast power, not only the celestial phenomena were difficult to change, but even the earth's leyline qi was shrunk in the depths of the earth, and it was difficult to draw it out.

Bending down and walking into the ground, there is a space of about ten square meters.

The ground was too cold, and although it had no effect on him who had cultivated Moko's Immeasurable Supreme Dharma Body, the impact on Jun Yao was very serious.

I don't know what was added to Meng Po's soup, Jun Yao has been asleep for a day and hasn't woken up.

Moreover, during the period of sleep, Jun Yao seemed to have become a mortal, the mana in his body was silent in the sea of spirits, and the Xuanhuang Pagoda of Heaven and Earth showed no signs of automatic protection, so he could only rely on instinct and curl up in Yang Xiao's arms to resist the cold.

Putting down Jun Yao, he drew out a wisp of leyline qi and turned it into a leyline fire, making the temperature of the small space warm.

Staring at Jun Yao's cheeks, the latter still had a beautiful smile on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't know who he met in his dream?

Yang Xiao was a little curious, before leaving, what did Meng Po mean by the help.

Well!

Suddenly, Jun Yao stretched and woke up from her slumber, her eyes met, and the small space became quiet.

"Who are you, how can I join you again?" Jun Yao shrank in the corner, clasped his knees with his hands, and looked at him vigilantly.

Yang Xiao's eyes were a little strange, produced by Meng Po, it was really related to memory, a bowl of Meng Po soup went down, and instantly beat Jun Yao back to before the two met.

As for which period it is, it remains to be explored.

Yang Xiao Zhengse said: "There is a problem with your cultivation, so the Master of the Meng Sect handed you over to me and asked me to take you out for a training trip." ”

Jun Yao looked puzzled and said, "But why don't I have an impression, and who are you, why did Shizun hand me over to you." ”

Yang Xiao said nonsense in a serious manner: "I am the nephew of the Master of Mengmen, as for you not having this memory, it is precisely because of the problem with your cultivation. ”

He finally got a chance, and he had to seize it.

Presumably, the reason why Meng Po did this was also to let him take the opportunity to strengthen the relationship between the two and break the inaction.

Now Jun Yao looks like a little girl, she is not deeply involved in the world, and when she encounters him, an old fritter, she can still get out of the way, Yang Xiao cursed Shen Lao Dao for not having the prestige of a man.

Jun Yao let go of the vigilance in her heart, but still kept a certain distance from Yang Xiao, and looked around: "Where are we? It's so cold around!"

Yang Xiao waved his hand and drew out two leyline fires again, making the temperature in the small space more comfortable, and said, "Xuanxue Domain, have you heard of it?"

Jun Yao's state at this time, he hasn't figured it out yet, it is very likely that he is eight or nine years old, or he may be seventeen or eighteen years old.

At such an age, he may be staying in Laojunmen's penance, and he has not yet entered the world to practice.

Jun Yao's vigilance relaxed a little, approached the flames, and thought for a while, "It seems that I heard from the master that it is the coldest place in the Star River Continent, but why do you want to come here." ”

Yang Xiao secretly shrunk the flames and said, "The Lord of the Meng Sect has given us a task to go to the Northern Demon Land. ”

......

The cold weather is easy to make people sleepy, and after Jun Yao asked a few questions, she slowly leaned on Yang Xiao's shoulder and fell asleep.

Yang Xiao took the opportunity to check Jun Yao's body with mana, and his cultivation had not changed, but the decline of his memory made Jun Yao's control of mana weaker.

The current Jun Yao is equivalent to a soul seed realm cultivator.

Aware of this problem, Yang Xiao couldn't help but smile bitterly, the decline of memory made Jun Yao cute, but he did not forget the purpose of this trip.

He wanted to trick Jun Yao over, act as a free big hand, and at a critical moment, summon the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Pagoda to protect him.

But now, whether Jun Yao can summon the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Tower, Yang Xiao remains skeptical.

After all, it is a Dao soldier, and the decline of strength, even if it can be summoned, the defense power has to be reduced to the extreme.

In this way, he didn't know whether Jun Yao's state at this time should be said to be good or bad.

That's it, even if he takes a little sister, anyway, with his strength, as long as he doesn't meet the peak immortal king, he can keep Jun Yao, it's really not good, it's always okay to escape.