Gong Shiyu embedded the door connection technique of the Ji Lan Sect into the jellyfish, and so far, it has achieved pervasiveness in the Ji Lan Sect.

Today's mission of this jellyfish is to follow Zhuang Xiang, understand Zhuang Xiang's temperament and style, and most importantly, dig out secrets.

When Zhuang Xiang opened the door and found Zhou Meng, the jellyfish also followed into the house.

It's filled with the smell of paper.

When Zhou Meng woke up the first moment, he found the jellyfish lurking behind Zhuang Xiang, it loomed, its flat tentacles swaying in the air, and one of the fingers slowly approaching Zhou Meng, transmitting a picture to Zhou Meng.

In the picture, it is Ji Lanzong.

In the northernmost part of the Jilan Mountain Range, in the south of the battlefield of the Battle of Breaking Demons, there is a tomb, which is also a no-man's land, and the figure of a person appears there, and that person is Yang Xiaohan. Four people passed by him, carrying a stretcher, and on top of the stretcher, the charred human body that Zhou Meng had seen outside the council hall a few days ago.

What is Ji Lanzong secretly studying? Why hide at the northern end of the mountains? How much does all this have to do with the Falling Sky Mirror?

The jellyfish can pass through the barrier of the Ji Lan Sect, does that mean that as long as you keep a connection with the jellyfish, you can enter and exit the Ji Lan Sect freely?

Zhou Meng followed the jellyfish, wanting to break out of the enchantment, but as soon as the collar was tightened, he was dragged back by Zhuang Xiang.

It seems that everything still has to start from Zhuang Xiang.

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"Okay, you said it. It seems that you will not be interested in Zhuang Yan's whereabouts. ”

Zhuang Xiang was slightly moved.

You know, if you can see some waves on Zhuang Xiang's face, it is a thing that is more unusual than the obvious spirit of God.

Zhou Meng knew that Zhuang Xiang was tempted by her conditions.

"What do you know?" Zhuang Xiang asked.

Zhou Meng asked herself, she was still in the clouds, how could she explain it to him?

In order to make Zhuang Xiang use it for himself, he can only hang his appetite and let him participate.

"Forget it, I don't think you're really interested, I'd better tinker with the classics." Zhou Meng pretended to be mysterious, turned around and swaggered to his desk, flicked his sleeves and sat down.

The dream cloud beside Zhuang Xiang quietly dispersed, but the doubts in his heart condensed.

Does Zhou Meng really know her sister's whereabouts? Did she say this to trick the brush, or did she really know something?

Looking at her unscrupulous appearance, it seems that she does like to inquire about some news, but I have been investigating things for several years, and I don't have any clue, she has only been here for a few days, how can there be clues?

I also saw her strength when I fought against her, and she also knew that she was allergic to pollen, and all kinds of facts showed that she really had the potential to know the truth.

However, with her reputation, it is not impossible to tell lies and deceive you to get what you want.

If none of this is the case, then she is indirectly stimulating herself.

Zhuang Xiang believes that he has good reason to believe that Zhou Meng has a deeper conspiracy.

If she really wants to get herself into a certain round, what does she want?

Zhou Meng began to quietly tinker with the classics, and hummed an inexplicable little song from time to time.

"Hou Yi shoots the golden crow, isn't the golden crow a phoenix, a phoenix legend! You are like a fish in my lotus pond...... The sky is round, the sky is like a bowl, a bowl as big as poofhahaha, you look at how big the bowl is, how wide you look at the face...... I wish the god of fire, it turns out that the god of fire is him! The god of fire who scolded him a thousand times and didn't get angry? Bullshit fairies who can't understand human words, the temple will burn for you, burn! Make up the ...... next to the word fire My calories ......"

Zhuang Xiang was completely unaffected by Zhou Meng, reading word by word, writing stroke by stroke.

Suddenly, Zhou Meng saw a spell called "Chaos Creation Creation Spell".

Legend has it that a mantra is engraved on Nuwa's tail, and if you recite the incantation and give it sufficient spiritual power, you will be able to obtain Nuwa's ability to create life.

Nuwa became an adult, relying on this God-given ability to create.

"Hey, that's an interesting spell!" Zhou Meng was full of interest, "Chaos creates a mantra, and writes down the title of the life you want to create with pen and ink...... I'll write it down. ”

Zhou Meng followed the steps of the chaotic creation spell and began to execute.

She thought about it, but she didn't think about what kind of life she wanted to create.

Suddenly, I saw a fragment of a classic book, which read: "The god of Zhongshan, whose name is Candle Yin, is regarded as day, blind as night, blown as winter, and called as summer." Don't drink, don't eat, don't rest, breathe is the wind, and the body is thousands of miles long. ”

"Then write Candle Dragon!" Zhou Meng picked up the pen, twisted and wrote two simplified Chinese characters "Candle Dragon" on the paper, and after a moment of thought, he rubbed the paper and threw it away.

"Molong: Help me search for it, how to write the word 'candle dragon' in ancient characters."

Mo Long: "What are you going to do?" ”

Zhou Meng: "There is a creation spell here, I'll see if I can create a dragon!" ”

Mo Long: "This requires huge spiritual power and profound heritage, you can't do it." ”

Zhou Meng: "Can you feel Zhuang Xiang's malice towards me?" ”

Mo Long: "He has no ill will towards you, and he is more vigilant in comparison. He's just on guard against you right now, and he doesn't hate you. ”

Zhou Meng: "Does this constitute your spiritual energy?" ”

Mo Long: "Speaking of composition, it can be regarded as composition, but it is very small, with the same flow as Cheng Xue's tears." ”

Zhou Meng: "Add my calmness, amplify your spiritual energy, and try the Creation Spell, how about it?" ”

Mo Long: "I don't care, as long as you are not afraid of Zhuang Xiang laughing at you after failure." ”

Zhou Meng: "Isn't the ridicule of others also one of your sources of spiritual energy?" Afraid of what? Get it up. ”

Mo Long: "Let's do it, I'm bored anyway." ”

Mo Long showed the ancient characters of the word "Candle Dragon" to Zhou Meng, and Zhou Meng stumbled and wrote down the two words, and then picked it up and blew the ink.

Zhuang Xiang just glanced at it, and saw the ancient characters written by Zhou Meng, and the hand holding the pen suddenly tightened.

She can actually write ancient characters.

The ancient characters are close to the image, and they are the characters of the ancient period, when the gods had not yet become gods.

After years of evolution, the ancient characters are no longer used, and it can almost be said that they have been forgotten, and the only remaining fragments of ancient characters in the village in the world are in Jilanzong. Even Zhuang Xiang can only remember a few, but Zhou Meng can write down casually how many secrets she is hiding.

"Huh~" Zhou Meng dried the ink, then flattened the paper, and reverently recited the creation mantra: "Life and calamity will not last long." ”

After reciting the incantation, Zhou Meng remained calm, waiting for the output of the ink dragon's spiritual energy.

For a long time, there was no response.

Zhuang Xiang slowly turned his head, looked at Zhou Meng, and said, "There are many kinds of creation spells, clay sculpture creation spells, paper-cut creation spells, portrait creation spells, and chaotic creation spells.

But there is only one mantra, and that is: 'Catastrophe lasts forever, and life ends'. ”

Zhou Meng quietly looked down at the fragments, and suddenly had an epiphany that she had read the wrong direction of the text.

"Oh, thanks for the reminder. Do it again. ”

When Zhou Meng was about to recite the incantation again, Zhuang Xiang interrupted and said, "Fight back." ”

"What?"

"If you don't have enough spiritual power, you will be attacked if you abuse the Creation Charm."

"How do you know I don't have enough spiritual power? Who do you look down upon? Zhou Meng disagreed, cleared his throat, and said in a rounded tone, "The robbery lasts forever, and it is endless." ”

After that, Zhou Meng sat quietly.

There was silence all around, and when Zhuang Xiang wrote, the friction between the pen and the paper could be heard.

This calmness made Zhuang Xiang feel slightly nervous, and he could feel the flow of Zhou Meng's spiritual power, which proved that the spell was used correctly.

The reason why he generously helped Zhou Meng correct the spell was actually to have some temptations, wanting to see how deep Zhou Meng's spiritual power was.

A gentle knock broke the silence.

"Senior Brother Xiang, Senior Sister Meng, I'm Cheng Xue, I'm here to bring you some breakfast." Cheng Xue said outside the door, with obvious temptation in her tone, lest she offend Zhuang Xiang, in that case, his dream senior sister would definitely be hungry.

Zhuang Xiang got up and opened the door, Cheng Xue handed the lunch box to Zhuang Xiang, hooked her head and looked in, "What about Senior Sister Meng?" ”

Zhuang Xiang turned sideways, and Cheng Xue saw that Zhou Meng was meditating on luck.

"Huh? Isn't Senior Sister Dream making up the book? How are you meditating? Cheng Xue asked.

Zhuang Xiang shook his head.

Cheng Xue knew that it must be Zhou Meng who was making some strange names again, and said slightly apologetically: "Senior Brother Xiang, Senior Sister Meng may be noisy, or she may be more lively, I know you like to be quiet, but Senior Sister Meng has no malicious intentions, please bear with me." ”

Suddenly, Zhou Meng spat blood from his mouth, and Cheng Xue suddenly became vigilant and rushed towards Zhou Meng, but collided head-on with the enchantment.

Zhuang Xiang immediately went to help Zhou Meng.

Zhou Meng immediately wiped off the blood from his lips and looked straight ahead.

"Zhou Meng, stop." Zhuang Xiang ordered.

Zhou Meng tried to stay calm, reciting the mantra silently, and sketching the outline of the candle dragon in his mind.

Cheng Xue pulled out the folding fan and used the fan bone to beat the enchantment.

"Zhou Meng, stop!" Zhuang Xiang gave the order again.

Zhou Meng's gaze was more determined, a dark smoke barrier was revealed in his pupils, the paper with "Candle Dragon" written on the table slowly rose, Zhuang Xiang drew his sword and stabbed at the paper, and suddenly, a giant dragon came out of the broken paper.

The dragon's entire body was dark red, just like the pre-dawn sky, and its scales shone with a metallic sheen, spilling a tiny shade of dark red dust. It was as long as fifty yaks lined up, and its body between its front paws and back claws was ridiculously long, which made it look uncute, and the mane scales on its neck were like sharp blades, and after cutting through the bookcase, the bookcase and the books inside were cut off at the waist.

The dragon opened its bloody mouth and roared at Zhou Meng and Zhuang Xiang, squirting viscous liquid from between its fangs, corroding Zhou Meng's clothes.

This dragon, created by the Creation Curse, did not have the ignorance and gentleness of a newborn at all, but was as wild as if it had been suddenly released after a long captivity.

"What a roar, I'm Nendie!" Zhou Meng shouted, although there was some pain in her throat, she was still very satisfied with the product she created, she patted Zhuang Xiang's shoulder excitedly, and said, "See, it's successful!" ”

Before Zhuang Xiang could respond, the candle dragon rushed towards the two.

Zhou Meng ran to the side as soon as he slipped away, Zhuang Xiang rose up and quickly retreated.

The candle dragon chased after him, and Zhuang Xiang knew that he couldn't use his mantis arm as a car, so he hurriedly turned around and flew towards the door.

The candle dragon was huge, and it was not so easy to turn around, so it rushed directly into the wall.

You know, behind the wall, there is a mountain, and at this moment, the candle dragon will definitely be dizzy.

Unexpectedly, the candle dragon actually broke through the mountain and shattered it along with the enchantment.

For a while, the mountains shook, the rocks fell, Zhou Meng and Zhuang Xiang hurriedly fled, and Cheng Xue happened to be outside to respond.

The three of them landed on the opposite hill, and at this time, the candle dragon was hovering over Moxiang Mountain, opening its mouth from time to time, as if yawning.

"Senior Brother Xiang, let the disciples of Moxiang Mountain leave, it is preparing for the Taiyin True Fire."

Although the Taiyin True Fire is a flame, it is cold and abnormal, a wisp can freeze the heavens and the earth, and its flame is specifically aimed at the void spirit such as the original god and the soul, and the power is infinite!