"Third sister, if you want him to die, take it back. Feng whispered suddenly, and said with red eyes.

As if thinking of something, Xue Qingshi sighed and said, "I'm sorry, Tu'er, the third aunt can't take you back to the Jade Girl Sect." ”

"It's okay, third aunt, but I want to know about my mother. Meng Tu shook his head and asked Xue Qingshi.

"Your mother, you grew up with us since childhood, and the four of us are like biological sisters. Your mother was very bold, and she resolutely eloped with your father despite our dissuasion. In the end, the people of the Ice River Sect came, and in order to protect you and your father, they voluntarily entered the prison of Heaven to atone for their sins, and this time it was eighteen years. ”

The words of Xue Qingshi are full of pity.

"Okay, it's time to go back to the sect, otherwise those old guys should be in a hurry. After speaking, the wind whispered and the beautiful figure turned into green smoke and disappeared.

"Tu'er, the third aunt is leaving, we came in a hurry, and we left the customs without notifying the sect, all because the eldest sister deduced your whereabouts through Tianjizi. ”

As she spoke, Xue Qingshi took out a purple long sword from the storage ring and handed it to Meng Tudao: "This is your mother's sword, you have to protect it, and the third aunt has nothing to give you, so I will give you the third aunt's talisman jade pendant." ”

Xue Qingshi took a piece of purple jade from her neck and put it on Meng Tu's neck.

Xue Qingshi's eyes were red, and she said reluctantly: "Tu'er, the third aunt is gone, you must live." ”

Turning his head to look at Yue Qingyan, he said, "Second sister, let's go." ”

Yue Qingyan nodded, looked at Meng Tu and said fiercely: "Tu'er, the second aunt doesn't have anything good to give you, so I'll give you a word, if you are alone, don't be cowardly in case of trouble, just do it, as long as you don't die, you will eventually come out." ”

After speaking, he and the reluctant snow light poem turned into green smoke and disappeared.

"Second aunt, third aunt, how should I go to you?" Meng Tu yelled.

"Heaven and earth, Jade Girl Sect, the third aunt is waiting for you, and your mother is also there. ”

The voice disappeared, the figure was gone, and only Meng Tu stood alone in the starry sky.

At his feet, there was a circular ball of light, dragging him down slowly.

And the direction of the fall is the Heavenly Desolate Realm.

Looking up at the endless sky, at this moment, Meng Tu had the motivation to cultivate from the heart for the second time.

For the first time, Lao Wang's head died, and Meng Tu was forced to cultivate, save his life, and take revenge.

Everything that happened today gave him the motivation to cultivate from the bottom of his heart. It turns out that he also has a mother, and he is still alive, and in order to protect himself, he is enduring loneliness and loneliness in the prison of heaven.

"Mother, don't worry, I will definitely save you. The moment the words fell, a monstrous sword intent burst out from Meng Tu's body, sweeping the sky.

The most important thing is that in Meng Tu's heart, a sword-shaped phantom suddenly appeared.

Kenshin, the third realm of sword cultivation.

Generally speaking, sword cultivation first requires comprehension of sword intent, followed by the formation of a sword domain, and then the condensation of an invincible sword heart with the sword domain.

But Meng Tu is different, by chance, there are signs of condensing a sword heart, although it is still only a virtual sword heart, but with the passage of time, it is possible to condense a real sword heart.

The most important thing for Jian Xin is to let Jian Xiu use the sword as he wants, which greatly enhances his strength.

To put it bluntly, although the current Meng Tu is only a virtual sword heart, if he fights with a monk in the Mortal Stage again, he can win without using the sword drawing technique, which is the strength brought by the sword heart.

At this moment, Meng Tu had a new goal, that is, to rescue his mother from the prison of heaven.

And this requires strong strength, strong enough to make the Jade Maiden Sect bow its head.

Meng Tu slowly descended and entered the Heavenly Desolate Realm.

Putting on the grimace mask again, Meng Tu's face was firm. If you want to improve your strength, you have to work hard to climb higher.

The ruler has nearly ten pieces of money a month, and the lord of a city has hundreds of dollars.

Next, the lord of the mansion and the prince ...... With the improvement of status, Yulu is also more and more rich.

Correspondingly, the cultivation realm will also get higher and higher.

Landing, Meng Tu looked around and found himself in a dense forest. Occasionally, a few monster roars can be heard.

"I don't know what this place is? Looks like I'm going to have to go out and ask. ”

After speaking, Meng Tu identified the direction and galloped away in a random direction.

Liuyun City, after Nie Chuan came back, he was always nervous.

Although Situ Yu said that Meng Qianjun would not deal with him, he was always the one who told him.

Killing God Meng Qianjun, these five words are like a sharp knife, standing on the top of the head, and may fall at any time.

"No, I can't sit still. Nie Chuan squeezed the armrests of the chair with both hands, and made a decision in his heart.

Taking out the sound bell, Nie Chuan's divine sense connected to one of the numbers. Immediately afterward, a passage was heard.

"Meng Qianjun has obtained the Candle Dragon Inheritance, and the masked monk is only Meng Qianjun's subordinate. ”

is such a passage that put Meng Qianjun on the cusp.

In just three days, because of the existence of the sound bell, the entire Heavenly Desolate Realm was spread.

"Hey, Commander Luo, it's been good lately. ”

"What, you've heard that, too. ”

"But Meng Qianjun is strong and ruthless, even if he gets the inheritance, we don't dare to snatch it. ”

"What, the Lord of the Heavenly Wind Mansion issued a statement and organized a large number of monks to go to the Heavenly Thunder Mansion. ”

"Okay, let's go, let's go. ”

Xingyun City, the City Lord's Mansion, Li Lei put away the sound bell and looked happy.

"Haha, the Lord of Tianfeng Mansion takes the lead, maybe I can also get a piece of the pie. ”

Li Lei belongs to the city lord under the jurisdiction of Tianyu Mansion, and his cultivation is the same as Han Fei and Nie Chuan, in the early stage of metamorphosis.

Just now, he was talking to Luo Zhiyong, the commander of Tianfeng Mansion, and through the sound bell, he knew that the lord of Tianfeng Mansion had taken the lead in leading a large number of monks towards Tianlei Mansion.

Tianyu Mansion borders Tianlei Mansion, and the strength of the two mansions is not much different.

Upon learning the news that Meng Qianjun had the Candle Dragon Inheritance, the Lord of Tianfeng Mansion hurriedly organized manpower to seize the inheritance.

This is the so-called first strike, otherwise it will be too late, and there will be no soup.

After Li Lei explained, his body rose to the sky and went straight to the direction of Tianlei Mansion

Not long after Li Lei left, Meng Tu entered Xingyun City.

However, after entering Xingyun City, Meng Tu heard bad news.

"Meng Qianjun got the Candle Dragon Inheritance?"

This news spread in Xingyun City, and many monks first rubbed their hands, and when they thought that Meng Qianjun still had the word "killing god" in front of them, they rang out the golden drum.

The weight of the five words "Killing God Meng Qianjun" is not small, but it is not something that these little shrimps can offend.

"This uncle, how to get to Tianlei Mansion?" Meng Tu stopped a man in his fifties with a dark face and asked.

"Young man, what are you doing in the Tianlei Mansion? I advise you not to go. The current Tianlei Mansion is a mixture of fish and dragons, and if you are not careful, you will lose your life. ”

The man shook his head and said.

"It's okay, I'm just going to see the excitement. Meng Tu had a simple smile on his face. Ever since stepping out of the forest, Meng Tu had taken off his grimace mask.

Because the image of the grimace mask is very inconvenient, during the trip to the Candle Dragon Palace, the image of the grimace mask is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and everyone knows that it is a monk who wears a grimace mask and has been inherited.

On the contrary, few people know Meng Tu's true identity.

"Lively, don't lose your life when you look at the excitement. Since you want to go, let's go, go straight to the southwest of Tianlei Mansion, and you will reach the border of Tianlei Mansion in about half a month. The swarthy man said, pointing to the southwest.

After speaking, the swarthy man shook his head, and walked away with a mutter: "Young people nowadays don't spare their lives at all. ”

Not caring about the swarthy man's chatter, Meng Tu left Xingyun City and went straight to the southwest.

Along the way, Meng Tu saw many monks, these monks were different, but they all had the same goal, that is, Tianlei Mansion.

"It seems that this time, it was me who affected Senior Meng. ”

Meng Tu's complex self-talk. The non-stop rush made the monks who went to Tianlei Mansion look sideways.

"Is this guy running so fast and running for his life?" said a monk looking at Meng Tu.

"Don't look at it, let's hurry up, otherwise it won't be lively. ”

Many monks are watching the excitement, and they don't dare to get involved in the inheritance.

What can they do with their cultivation in the spiritual period? Even if they get the inheritance, they are not guilty of their crimes.

At the same time as Meng Tu was hurrying, Tianlei Mansion, Meng Qianjun's mansion.

Meng Qianjun was holding the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand, closing his eyes and comprehending something.

Not far away, two anxious-looking monks looked at Meng Qianjun.

"Isn't the mansion master in a hurry at all?" said a young monk with a mole on the corner of his mouth, looking at Meng Qianjun with his eyes closed.

"In a hurry? Who in the entire Tianlei Mansion is not anxious for the Mansion Master now. But what's the use of being in a hurry? ”

The other monk was a hunchbacked old man.

These two monks are Meng Qianjun's henchmen, and when Meng Qianjun is away, these two are in charge of the entire Tianlei Mansion, which is equivalent to Meng Qianjun's housekeeper and staff officer.

"By the way, let you inform him, what is the result?" the old man asked expectantly, looking at the young man.

The young man shook his head: "That one said that he wouldn't make a move unless the mansion master offered his inheritance." ”

"Hey, inheritance and inheritance, it's good to say that the mansion master got it, but the key is that he didn't get it. Meng Qianjun returned to Tianlei Mansion and roughly talked about the passage of the Candle Dragon Palace.

However, he did not reveal Meng Tu's identity, not that he couldn't trust the two, but that the less people knew, the better.

In addition, Meng Tu's background is very special, Meng Qianjun has a guess in his heart, if it is true, then it should be protected.

In the Tianlei Mansion City, there are more and more monks gathered in the past few days, and there are all kinds of cultivators.

These monks came to see the excitement, from all parts of the Heavenly Desolation Realm.

One day half a month later, a large number of people and horses came towards the bee chrysalis of Tianlei Mansion, led by Wang Sicheng, the lord of Tianfeng Mansion.

Wang Sicheng, the master of Tianfeng Mansion, cultivated as the first step in the transcendent period.

He was the first to arrive at Tianlei Mansion, just because Tianfeng Mansion bordered Tianlei Mansion and was quite close.

Wang Sicheng stood outside the Tianlei Mansion and let out a long roar.

"Meng Qianjun, hand over the inheritance, or set foot in your Tianlei Mansion. ”

said so, but if Wang Sicheng was given a hundred guts, he didn't dare to really set foot in Tianlei City.

When he said this, he was completely putting pressure on the monks under Meng Qianjun's subordinates, so that they would not work for Meng Qianjun and isolate Meng Qianjun.

I have to say that Wang Sicheng has a lot of ideas. The first word made some monks under Meng Qianjun panic.