It's getting late.

Zhang Meng returned to the Hall of Self-Knowledge with his mushy head.

No one has decreed that a person in the Hall of Remembrance shall not live in the Hall of Self-Knowledge.

Of course, nothing like this has happened before.

Mo Mo had been waiting for Zhang Meng in the Self-Knowledge Hall for a long time, and he was slightly relieved to see Zhang Meng come back.

"Looks like you're not going well as the hall master?" Momo quipped.

Zhang Meng rolled his eyes. Indeed, there are many trivial things in the Mission Hall, which need to be recorded, considered, speculated, recorded, tracked, etc., in short, almost all the things that can be thought of in the Shadow Palace, the Mission Hall has to do.

Exhausted and mentally broken. This is a vivid portrayal of Zhang Meng's day.

"Why don't you get a full body massage?" Momo then joked that his expression was as annoying as he wanted.

Zhang Meng was too lazy to move, otherwise he would have wanted to go up and strangle Mo Mo to death.

"The devil knows why you want me to be the master of the mission hall. Zhang Meng muttered, full of indignation in his heart.

"Hehe, this mission hall is the core hall of the Shadow Palace, as long as you are there, we can almost grasp the general trend of the world, why do you say I want you to go?" Mo Mo would have some patience to explain to Zhang Meng.

"Cut, why do I need to understand the general trend of the world, I just need to understand how much you owe me. Zhang Meng disagreed.

Mo Mo was speechless for a while, and he didn't talk to Zhang Meng, a female streamer, about the general trend of the world, so he took out a small bottle from his pocket and said to Zhang Meng: "Today's kid named Wang Yu is a person who knows a little about formations, he arranged a very small formation in the Zizhi Hall in the afternoon, I have already found someone to test it, and it is okay." ”

Zhang Meng said with a look of nothing to do with himself: "What's the matter with me, what are you holding in your hands?"

"Guess?" Momo pretended to be mysterious.

"Too lazy to guess, now you'd better not let me use my brain, my head is about to explode. Zhang Meng gently rubbed his temples, looking a little wooden.

"It's pee, hahaha!" Momo smirked again, like a psychopath.

Zhang Meng was speechless for a while, thinking that it was a good thing, it turned out to be urine.

"You're not going to give this to Wang Yu to drink, are you?" Zhang Meng hid to the side with a disgusted expression.

"Damn, I'm saving my life, saving someone's life, it's better to be a seventh-level floating slaughter, such a big bottle of urine can not only cure his illness, but it is estimated that even the poison of the evil crystal can be cured. Momo said confidently.

Zhang dreamed of when Mo Mo kissed himself to detoxify himself, and knew that Mo Mo's body fluids were magical, so he said a little disgustingly: "Then you go to him to detoxify, I'm going to take a rest." Stinky pervert. ”

Zhang Meng was about to turn around and leave, when he suddenly remembered something, and said with a smile: "By the way, you'd better add something else to your bottle, otherwise, cough cough, I'm afraid he won't be able to drink it, or he will feel familiar, also, no, okay, say." ”

As soon as Zhang Meng reminded him of this, Mo Mo suddenly realized, hurriedly patted his head, and said, "Then what is in your Qiankun bag to mix with me." ”

Zhang dreamed for a while, took out two bottles of ordinary herbal powder, and said, "These two medicines are not poisonous, so you can just put them in?"

Mo Mo took the herbal powder, remembered one more thing, and said, "By the way, you give me the Scythe of Death, and tomorrow you don't go to the Mission Hall, come with me to the Sealing God City, right?"

Zhang Meng took out the Scythe of Death from the Qiankun bag and handed it to Mo Mo, and said with a vigilant expression: "What are you doing in Fengshen City?"

Mo Mo glanced at Zhang Meng and said, "If you want to go, you can go, so much nonsense, what do you say you are going to do, do I want to see your father?"

"Hmph, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you!" Zhang Meng didn't want to know anyway, he just asked casually, "Perverted." ”

Mo Mo didn't care about Zhang Meng anymore, and put the Death Scythe in his room first. He hurriedly mixed the herbal powder into his urine, and then shook it well and walked towards Wang Yu's room.

Wang Yu was arranged by Mo Mo in a lower room in the afternoon, and this afternoon was like sitting on pins and needles, and I don't know if Mo Mo's claim that he could cure his illness is true or not.

When I was nervous, I walked around the house, thinking about whether there was a way to get out.

It's a pity that the Shadow Palace can go out, but the antidote to the Evil Crystal can't be obtained.

"Alas, this Shadow Palace, when you come, you have been waiting for death, when there is no antidote to the Xun Crystal, when will you die. There is no help. Wang Yu began to sigh again.

Just then, Momo pushed open the door and walked in.

The two looked at each other, but they were a little embarrassed.

But after all, Mo Mo is pretending to be an elder, and it is difficult to knock on the door and come in, so it is naturally more in line with his style.

"Master, Master, you are here. Wang Yu stammered such a sentence, which is also.

"Drink this, drink it, and I guess your illness will slowly get better. Momo casually placed his urine mixture on the table in the room, and there was a strange feeling in his heart.

Wang Yu looked at this medicine, and didn't know whether it could bring death or new life to himself, so he reluctantly said to Mo Mo: "Thank you, thank you, Master." ”

Mo Mo didn't know if Wang Yu was excited or scared, in short, his voice was a little trembling.

Mo Mo felt no more guilty, and did not say more, brushed his sleeves and turned around.

"Tomorrow I will go to the City of the Gods. ”

Then he went back to his room.

The night was getting darker, and there was no movement in the area of the self-knowledge hall except for the shadows of the guard hall walking back and forth.

Mo Mo sat in his room, feeling lonely, so he took out the communication bead in his arms, attracted the power of the Dao source, and gently urged it into it twice.

After a while, the communication bead on Momo's side suddenly vibrate, and it shook again in a moment, a total of twice.

Mo Mo curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and there was a wonderful feeling in his heart.

She's fine, everything is fine. It's a code for two people.

After this matter, Mo Mo took out the little Wuji Ice Sword in his arms again.

The small Wuji Ice Sword, the whole body is ice blue, and it is cold to start, except for these......

Mo Mo picked up the Death Scythe placed beside him again, and slowly approached the side of the Little Wuji Ice Sword.

"Again!" Momo gasped.

What happened a few days ago when the Death Scythe encountered the Tomb Rain Curse has happened again!

The Scythe of Death trembled, and it seemed to be so excited that it seemed to be excited, and it seemed to be cheering with excitement!

"What the hell is going on? If the Death Scythe and this Tomb Rain Spell are from the same person's hand, could it be that this Infinite Ice Sword is also from the same person's hand?

This succession of events confused Momo. "There is a mustard seed space in the scythe of death, and there is a fountain of life in the mustard seed space, and the fountain of life gave birth to the Rongye vine, and all this has derived some species, which is equivalent to this space is the origin of living beings and the root of all things, even if the god of death and the nine poles are just species that are bred from the scythe of death. ”

"But what the hell is the Tomb Rain Spell and this little Wuji Ice Sword? Lao Tzu is confused!"

The more Mo Mo thought about it, the more confused he became, so he could only slowly put away the little Wuji Ice Sword and put the Death Scythe away from him. lest these two things tremble like a wild cat in spring when they look at each other.

Finish doing this. Mo Mo slowly adjusted his breathing as usual, and then his soul slowly burrowed into the soul space.

"Stinky radish, when will you wake up, Lao Tzu is going to be tired to death, you should wake up quickly and help Lao Tzu cultivate his soul, otherwise Lao Tzu only has the Yuan Gate and the Dao Gate, when will he be able to open the next door?"

"And my wife farewell, you are so asleep, when will I see you, and the secrets of my past, only you can know, tell me, is it the Third Transformation Dharma King who hurt us, you speak?"

"His grandmother's, this Grim Reaper's soul still has so many unrefined, unlucky stinky radish, you left such a big mess, what should I do?"

"Stinky radish, I'm going to see Zou Meiqing again tomorrow, the last time I watched Zhang Chenshou cook, Lao Tzu felt a little more about the avenue of the fire element, but last time there was no way to pass on my feelings to Zou Meiqing, this time Lao Tzu tried again. ”

"Hehe, why did I forget to tell you, isn't there still a lot of natural treasures in Qingqing, did you ever tell me that the first layer of our soul space can devour the soul of plants at will, this, I will not be polite tomorrow. ”

......

Mo Mo told all the things and plans in the soul space to Wanzai Xuanshen, although Wanzai Xuanshen couldn't hear it, but after finishing speaking, he seemed to be in a better mood.

That's right!

Momo remembered one more thing.

"Ye San, you turtle grandson, Lao Tzu has to prepare a bag of shit for you so that I can't live up to your distrust of me at the beginning, hahaha. ”

Mo Mo thought of this, his heart was very happy, and he hurriedly got up and ran to the thatched house, and after working for a long time, he finally had some results.

So with the happiness of the boss and the satisfaction of the heart, I slowly fell asleep.

In his dreamland, he came to his hometown universe and saw his natal planet Earth, where there are his beloved girls, Farewell, Li Qianpan, and Bai Yan.

There was a strange light flashing on his back, it was a star scroll that only a star soul cultivator could have, such a powerful astrolabe, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple and seven kinds of star essences, but Mo Mo's was all red, all of them were top-level star essences, what a demon this was.

Even Momo's eyes were so deep, so dark.

The stars are shining, the stars are dotted, the meteors are streaked across the void, the tall buildings are blowing, and the cold breeze is blowing.

The hometown in the dream quietly opened a corner of Momo's memory. The invisible chess piece behind Momo also shone slightly.

What power is this, what power is touching Momo's memory.

Is it the bones in the secret realm of the light?

Is it a chess master?

Or is there some other guidance in the world?