"Ah~~~!"

The turbidity in Wang Meng's heart was completely emptied along the sound of the shout, and he suddenly felt refreshed, and the blockage in his brain was also completely pushed away by the shock of the sound wave in his body, is this the case with Lingtai Kongming, Wang Meng closed his eyes, sank down and felt the changes in his body, very satisfied.

At this time, the window of the room opposite Wang Meng's room was pushed open from the inside, and Wang Meng was in joy, not noticing that a thick bamboo slip was thrown at him from the opposite room.

When you are in good health, you will not only have the strength to become the top in the world, but also the reaction is extremely fast. Easily caught the bamboo slips, Wang Meng was a little angry, but when he saw the word etiquette on the bamboo slips, he realized that he was inappropriate, for himself, shouting loudly was very conducive to venting his mood, but it was too easy to disturb others to rest.

Wang Meng apologized to the other side, but when he raised his head, he happened to see a woman appear at the opposite window, her skin was better than snow, and her long hair was slightly wheat scattered on her shoulders at will, the most beautiful thing was the eyes, as if the aura of this mountain and river was gathered here, the bun face should be cute, but there was a trace of heroism between her eyebrows, which made the spirit of the whole person quite sexy, with a small mouth with pink lips, and a straight nose, because the temperature in the valley was low in the morning, her nose was still a little red, It's very cute.

I don't know this, Wang Meng felt that there seemed to be a beating place in his heart, looking at the girl in front of him, he was very familiar, if he wasn't afraid that the girl would think that he was a frivolous person, he would have wanted to say to the girl, sister, I seem to have seen you. And Wang Meng didn't notice that his little finger shook slightly when he saw her for the first time.

But the woman didn't think so, Jiangshu read too late yesterday, and was asleep this morning, and it was rare to dream of her parents once, and she wanted to talk to them, but the yelling of this rude person on the other side made everything yellow. When I opened the window and saw that he was still immersed in roaring, I thought about plotting against him, so I threw the Rite Record over, one was to take revenge and vent the resentment in my heart, and the other was to let the other party see the Rite Record and feel that he had behaved inappropriately. But I didn't expect him to react so quickly, he was still closing his eyes, and when the book was about to reach his face, he instantly caught the book. But looking at his appearance, he is wrong, but when this guy sees his own appearance, the straight eyes and the shortness of breath because of joy are the same thing, it seems that this guy is not only rude but also a frivolous person, the teacher will let this kind of person go up the mountain, blind him with a good skin, sure enough, the teacher is right, people should not be good-looking.

Wang Meng didn't know how the woman on the other side was complaining about him at this time, but with his character, even if he knew, he just smiled.

"Little master, the meal is ready." The butler said at the door, and then ordered the servant behind him to bring the food into the room.

Looking at the table full of delicacies, Wang Meng's appetite was widened, probably because he had been asleep for too long, the aroma of this dish frantically stimulated his nose, making him begin to enjoy it regardless of the appearance of eating.

On the other side, in the middle of the building of this Dao Hall, the white-haired old man who took Wang Meng away from the Meng Po Bridge was sitting cross-legged, but his face was very weak, which formed a great contrast with the ruddy appearance of the Meng Po Bridge.

"Master, do you feel better?" Zuo Zhenren said worriedly.

"It's okay, it's just a little bit of energy, just a few months of retreat, ahem." Although the white-haired old man said that there was no need to worry, his body had indeed received a lot of damage, if it weren't for his half-immortal cultivation, he was afraid that he would have died if he brought Wang Meng back to the yang world.

"Master, is it worth it?"

"Alas, Xiao Fei, you are still too careful, our cultivation is worthy of our hearts, since it is the cause I planted, this fruit is naturally for me to bear, otherwise how to pursue the avenue with my heart, explore the truth of this world, and enjoy the life of abandoning the earth!" The white-haired old man said sharply to the Taoist beside him.

"Yes, the disciple has been taught." The left governor responded respectfully.

"Xiao Fei, you helped the Han family calculate a hexagram last time, and said that the Han family has exhausted the qi."

"Yes, Master, I think even if this is not the result, the life span of the Spirit Emperor is approaching, and with the Yellow Turban Riot, I am afraid that there is no way to return to the sky."

"Alas, maybe, sometimes it's fate, you go and call that kid, I want to talk to him about something, and forget about this fate."

"Yes, Master." After speaking, Zuo Dao Chang walked towards the outside of the main hall.

When Zuo Dao Chang disappeared outside the main hall, the white-haired old man stood up, walked to a window, looked at the beautiful scenery of the mountains outside the window, and whispered to himself: "It turned out that it was the destiny of heaven that could not be violated, but now that there are a little more variables, maybe it can be changed." ”

A small white snake suddenly appeared out of thin air in the white-haired old man's hand, and the eyes of the little snake were full of human wisdom, looking at the old man, spitting out snake letters. The old man caressed the white snake lovingly, and his tone was full of a kind of fatherly comfort to the child: "Ah Mang, don't worry, that child's catastrophe I, the old man, will block it for him, so that he can continue his life for a while, although the early stage may be bumpy, but as long as he does not take detours and sticks to his heart, he will benefit a lot." In this way, Liu Xiu's Han Dynasty mountains and rivers may be able to be saved, I hope you don't blame the teacher for helping Liu Xiu in the first place, I just don't want your dragon-turning spirit to disappear, so that you don't have the opportunity to turn into a dragon in your life, alas. ”

The little snake didn't move, just spit out the snake letter and looked at the old man, unable to guess what it was thinking.

……

"Wow, Uncle Wang, this meal is really the most enjoyable meal I've had since I was born."

Wang Meng put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, patted his slightly swollen stomach, and made a rhythmic sound of satiety.

"It's good that the little young master thinks it's good, seeing that the little young master is healthy now, the old slave really died without regrets." As he spoke, Uncle Wang lifted his cuffs and wiped the corners of his eyes that were a little full of tears.

"Okay, Uncle Wang, I'm fine. By the way, I was having dinner just now, and I seem to have heard someone come and invite me to the main hall, is this what is going on? ”

"Oh, the old slave forgot. It's the old Taoist who wants to see the little master, the little young master, you have to thank the old master, the little young master was saved thanks to the old master's immortal-like supernatural powers. ”

"In this case, then I'll go over now, I can't make the family wait for a long time." After finishing speaking, Wang Meng got up and walked towards the direction of the main hall at a uniform pace.

"Master, he's here." Daoist Zuo received a report from the boy outside the door, saying that Wang Meng was waiting outside the door.

"Well, let him in."

"Yes."

Zuo Daochang walked outside the main hall, and when he arrived at the door, he saw Wang Mengzheng standing solemnly, the expression on his face was neither humble nor arrogant, confident and calm.

Shizu's ability is really not comparable to ours, who would have thought that a mediocre and frail young man a year ago would show such a temperament after being cured, so looking at it, Shizu also has ideas. Zuo Daochang thought so in his heart, but the expression on his face did not change, he was still as calm and light as before, and told Wang Meng that the master was waiting for him in the hall and wanted to talk to him alone, and instructed Wang Meng to pay attention to a few words, so he took a few little Taoist children around him and walked towards the Qingxiu room behind.

Wang Meng thanked Zuo Daochang, tidied up his clothes, pushed open the door of the main hall, and walked steadily towards the main hall.

Wang Meng walked to the depths of the hall, and saw a white-haired old man sitting cross-legged in the center of the hall, his hands hidden in his sleeves, his eyes closed, as if he was thinking about something.

Wang Meng didn't bother, found a futon, sat down cross-legged by himself, and began to build up a large number of layouts in the hall.

At this time, the old man opened his eyes and looked at Wang Meng with the corners of his mouth raised, and scolded with a smile: "You kid, you are really casual." ”