Meng Tu carried Meng Qianjun on his back and went in other directions, not caring about any ground-level exercises at all.

For exercises, he has no shortage of them. The Eternal Sword Codex, a skill without a superior, is all-encompassing, and it is not comparable to a mere ground-level exercise.

Meng Tu only needs to cultivate step by step to reach the peak. As for the ground level exercises they were fighting for, it was not worth mentioning in Meng Tu's opinion.

However, before Meng Tu left, he deliberately glanced at Zhao Xueshan, who was fighting with Zhu Xi.

I saw that Zhao Xueshan's spear was like a poisonous dragon, extremely tricky, forcing Zhu Xi to retreat again and again.

You must know that Zhao Xueshan is one level lower than Zhu Xi's cultivation, and he is also a little genius to be able to fight beyond the level.

Suddenly, Zhu Xi sold a flaw, the nine-section whip wrapped around Zhao Xueshan's spear, and with a hard pull, the spear changed hands and fell into Zhu Xi's hands.

"Zhao Xueshan, without weapons, see if you can still turn the sky. ”

Zhu Xi said with a sneer.

Just when Zhu Xi sneered, with a "whoosh", a long sword passed through his chest, revealing the bright tip of the sword.

Zhu Xi turned his head in disbelief and saw that Brother Li was looking at him apologetically.

"Brother Zhu, I'm sorry, the ground-level exercises are too tempting, and your cultivation is too high, and our brothers have no choice but to make this decision. ”

"You...... You ......"

Zhu Xi pointed at Brother Zhu for a long time, but he didn't speak, and finally fell to the ground without life.

Zhao Xueshan stared at Zhu Xi who fell to the ground with wide eyes, and without saying a word, he ran away.

When Zhu Xi was alive just now, the reason why Zhao Xueshan didn't run away was because he knew Zhu Xi's personality. Although Zhu Xi said that he wanted to kill himself, as Zhao Xueshan, who grew up together, he knew very well that Zhu Xi was just a knife and a tofu heart, and he would never be able to kill himself.

And these people are different, especially that Brother Li. killed Zhu Xi, and looked like he was nothing, he looked like a hypocrite, calling his brother in his mouth, and a ruthless man who touched the guy in his waist.

"Stop him, don't let him run. ”

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked monk had been staring at Zhao Xueshan for a long time, and when he saw that Zhao Xueshan was about to run, he immediately let out a loud shout.

Zhao Xueshan ran ahead, and the seven monks behind followed closely and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Meng Tu shook his head when he saw this scene and went in the opposite direction.

Walking in the dense jungle, Meng Tu secretly thought about where there would be treasures to heal souls.

"Soul Cultivation Grass generally grows in dark and damp places, it seems that I need to pay attention to it. ”

In front of Meng Tu, there was a stream, Meng Tu put down Meng Qianjun, washed his face, sorted out Meng Qianjun's embarrassed appearance and said: "Senior Meng, don't worry, I will definitely find the soul nourishing grass and cure you." ”

Meng Qianjun had now fallen into a deep sleep, and his eyebrows sometimes showed a painful look, thinking that it was caused by too much soul burning.

Carrying Meng Qianjun again, Meng Tu walked upstream towards the stream.

This secret realm is very large, Meng Tu has walked for nearly half a month, and he still can't see the passage to the next secret realm, and the treasure of healing the soul has also not been found.

On this day, Meng Tu found a sparkling, black grass in a dark and damp swamp.

"Soul Nourishing Grass. ”

Meng Tu let out a cheer of surprise, put down Meng Qianjun, and couldn't wait to come forward to pick it up.

And at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the air, and Meng Tu took one step ahead of Meng Tu to pick the soul nourishing grass.

"Who?"

Meng Tu shouted angrily.

"Hehe, friend, whoever gets the treasure first will be whoever, what do you say?"

The person who came was a middle-aged monk with a big knife in his hand, who was holding the Soul Nourishing Grass in his hand at this time, and looked at Meng Tu with a playful expression.

Judging from the breath, this middle-aged monk has a cupaga cultivation.

"Give me the Soul Nourishing Grass, I found it first. ”

Meng Tu looked at the middle-aged monk without fear, the soul nourishing grass was related to Meng Qianjun's soul, and he couldn't let it.

"You want it. ”

The middle-aged monk looked teasing, and at the same time had disdain in his heart. He could feel that Meng Tu only had the cultivation of the middle stage of Linghui, and he was still a long way from the late stage.

"In the middle of the little Linghui, he also dared to ask for treasures from the cupola period, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. ”

The middle-aged monk whispered disdainfully in his heart.

Suddenly, Meng Tu pulled out the warm sea blue sword between the lightning and flint.

In an instant, the sword light flashed, and before the middle-aged monk could react, the sword light had already slashed across the middle-aged monk's neck.

Spike, spike without suspense. And, it's still a cross-step seckill. This is the power of the sea blue sword that has been warmed and drawn.

The middle-aged monk didn't think that he would die at the hands of the little monk in the middle stage of Linghui, and he was still killed in seconds.

"You ......" covered the bleeding neck with one hand, pointed at Meng Tu with the other, and before he could say the word "you", he fell to the ground, his eyes wide open, and he was not alive.

Meng Tu took a moment of respite, took out the soul nourishing grass in the arms of the middle-aged monk, and some other trivial things, and left here with Meng Qianjun on his back.

......

In a cave, Meng Tu closed the entrance of the cave, laid Meng Qianjun flat, and held the soul nourishing grass in his hand and didn't know how to use it, so he could only call for Jian Qi.

"You can boil the soul nourishing grass into juice and feed it to him. ”

Meng Tu immediately complied, the soul nourishing grass was extremely tough, and it was not easy to boil it into juice.

It took three full days for the Soul Nourishing Grass to slowly melt, and after another day, it formed a sap that shone with a strange fragrance.

Smelling the medicinal fragrance, Meng Tu only felt refreshed.

No longer hesitating, Meng Tu opened Meng Qianjun's mouth and slowly fed the soul nourishing grass juice into it.

When all the juice was swallowed by Meng Qianjun, his pale face gradually became ruddy, and the pain between his eyebrows disappeared.

Meng Qianjun slowly opened his eyes when the sun rose on the third day.

The moment he opened his eyes, Meng Qianjun burst out with murderous intent, got up violently, looked around with a vigilant expression, and the moment he saw Meng Tu, he restrained his killing intent.

"It's you, why am I here?"

"Senior Meng, you're awake, great, don't you remember? You fought with the air and burned too much of your soul, causing you to lose your memory. Meng Tu looked at Meng Qianjun in surprise.

"Well, you saved me. Meng Qianjun looked at Meng Tu with a complicated expression.

"Luckily, I occasionally obtained the Soul Nourishing Grass and treated the injuries of my predecessors. Meng Tu touched his nose and said.

"I owe you my life. After Meng Qianjun finished speaking, he immediately headed out of the cave.

The sword light flashed, the gravel at the entrance of the cave flew, and the sun shone on Meng Qianjun's body.

At this time, although Meng Qianjun was dressed in linen, his white hair was fluttering, and his slender and straight body made him even more dusty.

Meng Tu followed Meng Qianjun out of the cave, the two stood together, looking at the sky, Meng Qianjun sighed and said: "I can't imagine that I, Meng Qianjun, can be saved by others one day." Since the beginning of the family change, I have closed my heart and dare not trust others. Because I am the only one left in the entire Meng family, if I die, then the Meng family's great revenge will not be avenged. But revenge, heh, I don't even know who the main messenger behind the scenes is, so how to talk about revenge. ”

Then, Meng Qianjun turned to look at Meng Tu and said, "Your name is Meng Tu, right?" ”

Meng Tu nodded and said, "I believe that Senior Meng will definitely be able to get what he wants and get revenge." ”

"Great hatred, I can't even fight him, and I can only force him back if my soul burns, let alone the mastermind behind the destruction of my Meng family. At the beginning, my father was already an extraordinary monk, and he took five steps, in the entire Heavenly Desolate Realm, not to mention the top, but not everyone can say that it will be extinguished. And the people behind the scenes who can kill my father and destroy my Meng family must be stronger than my father. Meng Qianjun's expression was sluggish, and he felt powerless when he thought of the mastermind behind the scenes.

After Meng Tu listened to it, he didn't know what to say. For a moment, both of them were silent.

"By the way, Senior Meng, what are you coming to the Candle Dragon Hall this time for?"

Meng Tu was the first to break the silence and changed the topic and asked.

"Don't call me Senior Meng, look at me, call me big brother. As for why I came to the Candle Dragon Palace, it was because I wanted to get more powerful exercises, martial arts, and improve my strength. ”

Meng Qianjun clenched his fists and said.

"That's, big ...... Eldest brother. Meng Tu was embarrassed to say it yet, after all, the gap between the two sides was too big.

However, Meng Tu thought that one day, he would catch up with Meng Qianjun and surpass him, so he was relieved.

"Big brother, I want to ask you for one thing......" Then Meng Tu said the purpose of coming to the Candle Dragon Hall this time.

"What, do you have a way to get the inheritance of the Candle Dragon?" Meng Qianjun exclaimed in disbelief. Nearly a thousand years have passed, and it is the first time I have heard that someone has a way to obtain the inheritance of the candle dragon.

You must know that although every monk who entered the Candle Dragon Hall came for the inheritance, no one was completely sure that they would be inherited, and they were just trying their luck.

On the contrary, some of the treasures of the Candle Dragon Hall are more attractive to the monks.

"What do you want to ask me?" Meng Qianjun collected his thoughts and asked in a deep voice.

"I think the eldest brother will take me to retreat when the time comes, and of course, I will not let the eldest brother help in vain. The inheritance of the Candle Dragon Palace, as long as I allow, I will also let the eldest brother watch it. After Meng Tu finished speaking, he looked at Meng Qianjun expectantly.

"Brother, do you know how many monks have entered the Candle Dragon Palace?" Meng Qianjun asked after a moment of silence.

"When I didn't come in, I didn't count it carefully, but it should be no less than 10,000 people. Meng Tu recalled the scene of the crowd before the opening of the Candle Dragon Palace.

"No, you don't know how many people have entered the Candle Dragon Palace, you should know that there are other worlds in this world, right?" Meng Qianjun didn't wait for Meng Tu to speak, and said again.

"The Candle Dragon Hall is not only opened in the Heavenly Desolate Realm, but at the same time, it is opened in other worlds together.

In the Candle Dragon Palace, you may not only encounter monks from the Heavenly Desolate Realm, but also monks from other worlds. ”

Meng Qianjun's words made Meng Tu's face change, he didn't expect the opening of the Candle Dragon Hall to be so huge, bringing together many monks from the world.

"What should I do then?" For a while, Meng Tu had no idea.

"Don't worry, wait for me to think about it carefully, since you are sure that you will get the inheritance, then you can't give it up. ”

After Meng Qianjun finished speaking, he fell into deep thought.

And Meng Tu also communicated with Jian Qi in his heart, telling about the Candle Dragon Palace.

"You said that every time the Candle Dragon Hall is opened, there will be monks from other worlds?"

Jian Qi also felt incredible.

"However, does that old dragon have such great ability? Could it be that in my absence, what great opportunity did that old dragon get?" Obviously, Jian Qi knew the master of the Candle Dragon Palace.