Volume 1 The Dragons of the Five Lakes and Seas Rise Chapter 186 Goodbye Qianyuanzong

"So you're the black-clothed Yama..."

Early the next morning, looking at the storage ring space in his hand, the stone tablet with a thick waist, half a meter high, and densely engraved with names, Gao Yubo's face was full of shock. With shortness of breath, he trembled and pushed the storage ring in his hand into Meng Yang's hand.

He never thought that Meng Yang was not only the famous "black-clothed Yama" of the Eastern Desert Sand Plain.

Unexpectedly, Meng Yang would be so bold to hand over this object to him and let him complete the task of the Yuanzhen Merit Monument.

Now the task reward of the Yuanzhen Merit Monument has reached 120 disciple contributions, which is comparable to the half-year contribution of the sect master.

Not to mention that his hands were trembling at the moment, and his face was red from choking even when he spoke.

"Listen to me. ”

Looking at Gao Yubo's flattered expression, Meng Yang's eyes were like electricity, and he stared at him seriously.

"Three hundred miles to Yuanzhen, there must be people who ambushed and killed me on the way, including not only the Red Sect monks, but also the group of people who accepted the mission of Yuanzhen. Now they all know that the Yuanzhen merit monument is on me, and I have the Red Sect and White Ghost Night Movement Order with me, so they are helping me once. ”

Saying this, Meng Yang took a deep breath, looked at the hesitant Gao Yubo, and continued.

"In this way, I don't need to go to Yuan Town, and I can go directly to Nan'an City after crossing Nanlin. ”

"However, if you don't get rid of the white ghosts at night, even if you don't go to Garden Town, they will still detect your whereabouts. ”

"So, I need you to complete the Yuanzhen mission as quickly as possible, and you can give me 100 disciples to contribute afterwards. ”

Grunt, Gao Yubo swallowed a mouthful of saliva with a solemn face, and couldn't help but hesitate: "You're not afraid that I will swallow all 120 points?"

"Don't be afraid..."Meng Yang smiled slightly, and his voice couldn't hear any emotion.

It was the only way he had thought of last night to get back to Annan City safely.

Seriously injured and in a coma for two days, counting today, it is exactly three days.

In other words, the Red Sect Ancestor Zhong Ge, who posed the greatest threat to him, had already boarded the Yu boat heading to the Dongshang Post Station at this moment.

In the desperate situation of having a tiger behind the wolf, and not wanting to reveal his identity, this is the only way to do.

At least after the completion of the Yuanzhen Merit Monument mission, no one knew that his name was Meng Yang.

No one chased him to Annan City because of the white ghost's nocturnal pursuit order, knowing that he was a disciple of the Lin family.

There are Gongwu Realm monks in the garden town, and they are disciples of the Qianyuan Sect, so Gao Yubo's life is naturally worry-free.

Even exchanging the Yuanzhen merit monument for the other party was done in extreme secrecy.

Although there are many monks who have accepted the mission in the ancestral hall of Yuanzhen to leave their names, who knows who completed it?

In this way, Meng Yang also has a chance to breathe, at least to buy him time.

Once the mission is completed, the person who ambushed him will definitely receive the mission jade brief message as soon as possible.

When the team was in chaos, thinking that he was in the garden town, he would gather in a pile to rush to the garden town, and he would have more time.

And this is just a sunny conspiracy, Meng Yang doesn't like to calculate people, but sometimes he has to do this.

To be honest, the experience of the Eastern Desert Sand Plain, Meng Yang is difficult to trust others.

Although Gao Yubo saved his life, Meng Yang was not qualified to forgive him on behalf of the original owner.

In this way, it is better to be a bad guy and kill three birds with one stone.

A carving, taking away the biggest dilemma he is facing at present, is when the task is completed, the breath of the spiritual treasure on the merit tablet will be leaked at that moment, and at that time, even if there are palace martial realm monks in the garden town, Gao Yubo is afraid that he will have to go through a few chaotic battles.

Of course, life will be worry-free, but it will inevitably be injured.

The second carving is the time needed to help Meng Yang take it, and the time when the white ghost night order needs to be taken out of the sensing range of the induction jade.

At that time, even if he could still meet the people who ambushed him, Meng Yang was not afraid.

The three eagles are to test Gao Yubo, as long as he returns to Nan'an City safely, 120 points of contribution, Meng Yang must share it equally with Gao Yubo afterwards, as for the 20 points of remuneration he just said, in fact, he just wants Gao Yubo to have a gap in his heart.

Because, once there is a gap in people's hearts, greedy and selfish desires will take advantage of the void.

In less than three months, a person who is full of yin and evil aura is like a different person, and there are only three reasons.

Either Gao Yubo was taken away, or he suffered a great blow during this time, or he was pretending.

If Gao Yubo really chooses to swallow it alone, then he should return the favor that saved him before, and he will definitely be killed next time he encounters it.

If not, Meng Yang accepted this situation, and from then on, the grievances between him and Gao Yubo were written off.

After a night of delicate calculations, Meng Yang thought of everything he could think of.

Whether it's the details or the verbal hints, it's all done to the point.

As for Gao Yubo's choice, Meng Yang was sure that he would agree.

Because, Gao Yubo's self-esteem is very strong, very strong.

Strong enough to be annoying, so strong that no one is allowed to be disrespectful to him.

Although his temperament has changed drastically now, what is engraved in his bones will not be thrown away, but exist in another way, whether it is not admitting defeat, stubbornness, or a reason to become stronger.

Just like he saved Meng Yang, only he can know why he did it.

Sure enough, looking at Gao Yubo, who had been storing the ring in his hand for a long time, nodded heavily after groaning.

"Okay, 20 disciple contributions, I, Gao Yubo, took it. ”

"Of course, I also understand that this road may not be easy, but I am not afraid. ”

After that, Gao Yubo's face froze, different from the hesitant look before, he was extremely decisive to put the storage ring containing the Yuanzhen merit monument on his index finger, and his whole body exuded a fearless determination at this moment.

Meng Yang's eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help but praise in his heart, no wonder Gao Yubo was able to break through the Three Flowers Gathering Peak from the Five Qi Dynasty Yuan to the Primordial Martial Realm in a few months, and his bare heart is no longer the same as in the past, and it doesn't look like he is pretending at all.

This made Meng Yang even more curious about what happened to Gao Yubo that caused him to be so reborn.

"Guest officer, the carriage has arrived, shall we leave immediately, or..."

Just then, the groom's respectful voice came from outside the door.

Meng Yang's face was slightly condensed, and he solemnly hugged his fist to Gao Yubo.

Gao Yubo, who took a deep breath, also nodded heavily to Meng Yang.

Then he looked fearless, spit out in a deep voice, and turned to walk out the door.

"See you again in our Qianyuan Sect..."

"Well, goodbye Qianyuanzong..."

Meng Yang, who hung the scabbard at his waist diagonally, was dressed in black and wore a hat, standing at the intersection of the post station.

The straight body, leaning on the east rising morning sun, let the cold winter wind blow the ink hair on the temples.

It wasn't until the carriage that Gao Yubo was riding disappeared from the end of his eyes that Meng Yang lowered his head.

In sight, he saw Meng Yang holding a letter between his fingers.

On this epistle are written in seven large letters.

"Just south of the city, the top of the South Barren Ridge. ”