At dawn, Wei Lian, Zhuang Xiang, Cheng Xue and Yuan Bingyu successfully converged and arrived at the broken wooden house in Beishan.

Along the way, everyone was worried about Zhou Meng, but when they returned to the wooden house, Zhou Meng was lying comfortably.

Cheng Xue pounced when she saw Zhou Meng: "Senior Sister Meng, I knew you were fine."

Zhou Meng gently stroked Chengxue's back: "Actually, it's a little hanging."

Yuan Bingyu frowned, "The one who went to steal the log yesterday was someone from Lidu. What are you looking for logs for? Are they going to Zhuang Zhou's tomb?"

Mo Long: "The thunderbolt needs the power of the evil god in the Falling Sky Mirror to rule the world."

Zhou Meng expressed a headache at the increasingly complicated situation in front of him, "Lidu has been lurking for so long, don't you say anything, isn't it ready to dominate the world? They must have found something in Zhuang Zhou's tomb, and if the log fell into their hands, the consequences would be unimaginable."

"Don't worry, Senior Sister Meng, Senior Sister Lonely and Senior Brother Xiang have got the log." Into the snow course.

Zhuang Xiang took out the log from his arms, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, I didn't run in vain." Zhou Meng sighed.

"yes, the end goal has been achieved." Yuan Bingyu also expressed relief.

Zhuang Xiang opened the log, and when he saw that the log was intact, everyone finally felt that last night's danger was not in vain.

When this diary is exhibited, one side is always opened, so when Zhuang Xiang opens the diary, the first thing everyone sees is the side that everyone sees in the Honghu Pavilion.

"Don't say it, the ability to copy the love is still not to be underestimated, huh?" Zhou Meng said with a smile.

Cheng Xue nodded and said, "Yes, Senior Sister Qing also taught me to copy, and I also learned to rub ......."

"When did she teach you?" Zhou Meng's tone was slightly angry, "Who asked you to secretly learn rubbing with this kind of indiscriminate person?"

Cheng Xue lowered her head and said, "It's time for you to repair the classics."

"Hey! This is a relationship, and I actually learned to take advantage of it. Wei Lian, you don't care...... This ......."

Everyone was stunned.

When Zhuang Xiang turned the next page, everyone's doubts and anger were stimulated.

There is no handwriting on this side at all, only a small line: "The lone book has been stolen, please mourn for those who come after."

Flip it back and you'll see a blank sheet of paper.

"Is this a copy of the relationship?" Yuan Bingyu asked.

"It must have been the work of Guan Qing, but it wasn't the one she copied for us. Because I didn't ask her to write this insolent sentence! ...... care," Zhou Meng gritted his teeth.

Wei Lin reminded, "The dream barrier is still there."

Zhou Meng recited the incantation to the dream barrier thousands of miles away.

Guan Qing in the dream obstacle is spending time with a young cultivator. Chinese Net

Suddenly, Guan Qing felt extremely hot, and after a while, he felt the cold wind again, and it didn't take long for him to feel a stinging pain all over his body.

The body was examined and no wounds were found.

Suddenly, a cold light appeared in front of him, and the surrounding dream obstacles appeared for a moment.

Guan Qing knew that it was Zhou Meng who was doing something.

"Senior Sister Zhou, Senior Sister Zhou, I beg you to let me go...... Oops? Again?"

The dream barrier hangs in the air, swaying Guan Qing in the air and fainting, and then flies in the direction of the broken wooden house.

The young man who spent the moon before the flower finally saw Zhou Meng's viciousness, and because he was too affectionate for Guan Qing, he immediately went to Xiaojue Shizun to report the case, saying that Zhou Meng didn't know what demon method was used, and kidnapped Guan Qing.

As for where he went, the young man could not say, but he knew in general terms that he was heading north.

When the dream barrier floated to the broken wooden house with Guan Qing, the spiritual power of the dream barrier was basically exhausted, and at the moment when the dream barrier disappeared, Guan Qing fell to the ground, and the person also woke up.

Guan Qing opened his eyes and saw four faces surrounding him, and the atmosphere was gloomy.

"Week, Week, Week...... Senior Sister Zhou, why do you have something to do with me?" Guan Qing said tremblingly.

Zhou Meng's log remains

On Guan Qing's face, he asked, "You also wrote this?"

Guan Qing hurriedly opened the log and looked at it, and the back of the person closed it carefully, frowning and not speaking.

"What? Still stealing the day with me? Say! What the hell is going on!" Zhou Meng spoke sharply, not giving Guan Qing a chance to hesitate at all.

"I say I say I say I say!" Guan Qing hugged Zhou Meng's sleeve, "That day I was looking at calligraphy and painting in the Honghu Pavilion, and I copied a pair by myself on a whim, and there was a group of sons and brothers who cheered me on at that time. But soon, a few big and three rough people ...... Ah, it's not that you, it's true, a few people who are five big and three rough came up and took me captive."

"Is it a cultivator or a mortal?" Zhou Meng asked.

"It's mortal. They covered my head, put me in a small dark room, and then asked me to copy the funeral diary on the second floor of the Honghu Pavilion! They were five big and three coarse, and I had no choice but to write them." Guan Qing said with a crying voice.

"Are you sure you're telling the truth?"

"It's true!"

Zhou Meng looked down at Guan Qing and said coldly, "You are a cultivator, you can even catch Wei Lian's silent words. In the Honghu Pavilion, there is an exorcism incense, and you are threatened, I can understand it. But out of the Honghu Pavilion, you say you have no power to resist? Under the threat of a few mortals, he copied the journal of the Zhuang?"

"No, no, no, although they are mortals, they have spiritual incense on them! I have no room to resist!" The situation was immediately explained.

Zhuang Xiang and Wei Lin glanced at each other and felt that things were not simple.

Ordinary people don't carry repellent incense when they have nothing to do.

On the one hand, the material of the repellent incense is not good for people's health, and on the other hand, people do not want to shield themselves from the protection of the gods.

Moreover, the price of the repellent incense is expensive, and only the families in the world can buy it, and ordinary people can't afford it at all.

The exorcism incense in the world is generally prepared from the factories of the Guanghua Society, so the exorcism incense of the regular channels can find its way in the account books of the Guanghua Society.

"Where are those people dressed?" Wei Lin asked about the situation.

Guan Qing confidently said, "They, obviously, tomb robbers! I know all kinds of work in their hands, what gossip mirrors, soul flags, wind chimes, etc., I can tell at a glance that they are tomb robbers."

"Tomb robbers, do you have an exorcism incense?"

Guan Qing instantly became confident: "This spiritual incense, it stands to reason that in the world, only the Guanghua Society and the Feng family jointly created it can be regarded as genuine, but ah, this genuine product is too expensive, and it can only afford the royal family and nobles. The nobles of the Imperial Gate, on the surface, have a good relationship with the cultivators and seek the protection of the major sects, but secretly they are not keeping the spirit incense, so as not to attack the cultivators flying around one day.

The lifespan of this repelling incense is limited, and if it is not used for a year, it will turn into powder......

Zhou Meng slapped the door of Guan Qing's brain: "Tell me something I don't know......

Wei Lin and Zhuang Xiang also looked a little impatient.

"Uh-oh. Therefore, in order to get the spirit incense, the common people have to find their own way to make it. If there is no material for the Eight Classics, herbs are used to match. It has different effects, but it still works."

Zhuang Xiang was puzzled and asked, "The nobles of the Imperial Gate kept the spirit incense in order to protect the ruling power of mortals in the human world and their own wealth. Then the common people, how did they manage to get the exorcism incense? Repairer? Cultivators don't harm sentient beings, huh?"

Guan Qing shook his head and said, "You don't know about that. You have been cultivating in the sect all day long, and you have no idea what is happening in the world. In recent years, there have been chaotic beasts in the world, which are monsters that come out of the paper and are put together at will. In order to protect themselves, people can only use exorcism incense. Moreover, there are cultivators who arrest people at night, and you say that it is terrible or not. So, now, the exorcism incense is in the world, but it is something everywhere. Most of them are copied by people, and they don't work very well."

"If it didn't work much, why didn't you break free? Are those five big and three thick men, too handsome?"

"Senior Sister Zhou, what are you talking about? Am I that kind of person? It is their exorcism incense that is too authentic, the materials and the process

, all authentic. What's more, it's still a newly baked spirit exorcism incense, even if I am an elder in the Tribulation Period, it will be difficult for me to fly."

"Spare a circle, or the exorcism incense that came out of the Guanghua Society." Zhou Meng said, "That's the royal nobles and the like, tomb robbers?"

"Not necessarily, it may also be that someone's little son has no money, so he went to the black market to sell some exorcism incense, and took some extra money to go out and live happily."

Zhou Meng looked at Guan Qing with disdain: "I'm afraid you've sold a lot of your treasures."

"That was all when I was young, and now, I'm all selling calligraphy and paintings." Guan Qing hides his pride.

Wei Xiao interrupted, "The key now is that the log is in the hands of the tomb robbers, how can we track it down."

Cheng Xue thought for a while and said, "Senior Sister Lonely, since they are tomb robbers, then they got the log, and the purpose is likely to be tomb robbing. What they want may be the treasures in Zhuang Zhou's tomb, but all we want is to go to Zhuang Zhou's tomb to have a look, and perhaps, they will help us open the key to the tomb."

Zhou Meng patted Cheng Xue on the shoulder with relief and said, "Cheng Xue is really getting smarter and smarter. Now, let's go directly to the road leading to Zhuang Zhou's tomb, and wait for the key to be delivered to the door automatically."

Guan Qing got up and said, "Then there's nothing to do with me here, I'll go back now."

"Guan Qing, after I go back, find Yang Xiaohan and tell him, are we avenging Gong Shiyu?" Zhou Meng said sharply.

"Don't dare, don't dare, don't dare!"

Zhuang Xiang's heart trembled slightly.

The last jellyfish of Gong Shiyu has been hiding by his side, haunted, and he doesn't know what to do.

After Guan Qing was let go, Cheng Xue asked Zhuang Xiang: "Senior Brother Xiang, after Senior Sister Yu is gone, this jellyfish is the last to come back, it did not stay with the people of the Dingfeng Sect, but found you, even after telling you everything that should be told to you, it is still by your side, is there anything ......

"Gong Shiyu's new jellyfish, with the magic of the Ji Lan Sect, is by my side, and it can be preserved." Zhuang Xiang explained in a low voice.

Cheng Xue's last hope was also shattered, and he recalled that at the selection meeting, in the audience of the White Tiger District, she used countless jellyfish to block the evil spirit.

Zhou Meng looked at Xue Xue and said, "People can't be resurrected after death, and there will be times to be sad in the future, so now, let's go and do the right thing first."

Cheng Xue nodded.

Zhuang Xiang asked Wei Lian, "Has Zhou Meng always been so cold-blooded?"

Wei Xiao shook his head, then nodded again.

Yuan Bingyu looked at these young people from behind and let out a soft sigh.