On the fifteenth day of the winter month, the competition officially began.

The Ji Lan Sect was very lively, and every sect participating in the lecture society gathered in the Dharma Fighting Arena, ready to show the strength of their sect.

When the competition is over, Zhao Zhangshi will release the latest Immortal Sect disciple rankings.

The list is strange and strange, and it is all set by idlers in the world.

What the major sects value most is the power ranking.

Whoever can appear in the top 100 power rankings is a symbol of strength and glory.

Now the top three are Jiang Que, Zhuang Xiang and Wei Lian.

Jiang Que is a disciple of Lidu, and no one has ever seen him, but he is recognized as the ceiling of combat power.

The fourth and fifth places are both from Chongyang Palace, and they are Guan Guanshan, the young palace master of Chongyang Palace, and his merry sister Guan Qing.

Guan Kanshan's strength is beyond doubt, but Guan Qing, who can be ranked fifth, may all have to follow her example of those crazy supporters.

Whether it is in Xianmen or in the world, Guan Qing is so popular, even Gong Shiyu is very curious, how Guan Qing did it, so many people have a deep love for her.

Therefore, Cheng Xuecheng temporarily ranked sixth, and the rest, the top ten, were all people from the Guanghua Club.

As for Zhou Meng, no one wants to put her in the power rankings, because everyone knows that Zhou Meng has always been invincible, and she doesn't know where the Taoist techniques she practiced come from, and all kinds of spells are mixed with each other, and she can't be regarded as a serious monk after all.

Moreover, outsiders generally believe that Zhou Meng has an awkward relationship with all cultivators, and putting Zhou Meng's name in any position may cause disgust among those around him, and may lead to an unnecessary controversy.

Therefore, Zhou Meng was eliminated from the power list.

It just so happened that Zhou Meng didn't plan to participate in the competition this time.

Because Mo Long warned her that the vulnerability may need to be patched in the near future.

If you suddenly start to patch holes in a competitive match and roll around with your head in front of everyone, how shameless it is.

When fierce cheers came from the fighting field, Zhou Meng found the quietest place - the foot of Moxiang Mountain - and put a cloud of dreams in it, covering himself inside, quietly waiting for the loopholes to start repairing.

Mo Long: "Are you ready?"

Zhou Meng: "Hurry up and start grinding."

Mo Long: "It's good that I figured out where the loophole appeared this time, otherwise, you would definitely make a fool of yourself in the competition."

Zhou Meng: "Hurry up and start you."

Suddenly, there was a stabbing pain in the skull.

It felt like a lost bug burrowing into the brain, shaking its head from side to side, looking for a way.

"It hurts! Mudma, you can't tap it?!"

Mo Long: "I'm already very light."

Zhou Meng felt that Mo Long was doing electric welding in his brain, and the electricity was sufficient and the cremation was everywhere.

"It hurts!" Zhou Meng gritted his teeth and said, his forehead covered with fine beads of sweat.

Mo Long: "The key step has arrived, you hold on!"

In an instant, Zhou Meng felt as if someone had chiseled open the top of his head, and the drill bit was still drilling into the revelation, and a black curtain in front of him slowly descended until everything was dark.

Mo Long: "Don't sleep Zhou Meng, don't sleep! When you sleep, I'll sleep, and everything before that is in vain! Don't sleep!"

Zhou Meng immediately clenched his fists, and the black curtain in front of him was expelled by Zhou Meng's will, "No problem, Guan Gong scrapes the bones to cure the poison, Cao Cao opens the scoop to cure the disease, and I can also drill the head to make up for the brain."

Mo Long: "Cao Cao didn't open it."

Zhou Meng: "Then how did his illness get better?"

Mo Long: "He's not good."

Zhou Meng rolled in the dream cloud, gradually curled up, the palm of his hand was deducted with blood by his fingernails, and the wound on his arm that had not yet fully healed was broken again.

The temporal bones on both sides seem to be misaligned, the forehead seems to be lifted, and the real head seems to be soaked in steel nails

in the pool.

Mo Long: "Hold on, hold on."

The pain doesn't go away in an instant.

When Zhou Meng's hair and clothes were all soaked with sweat, every inch of his body muscles were tense and shrunk, and the pain finally slowly disappeared.

Mo Long: "Alright, it's over, it's over."

Zhou Meng didn't say anything, and there was nothing like it in his mind, so he fell asleep directly.

Mo Long also fell asleep with Zhou Meng.

The dream cloud quietly dispersed, and a cultivator came over, landed beside Zhou Meng, gently grabbed Zhou Meng's waist, and took Zhou Meng to a hot spring.

In the haze, Zhou Meng felt that he was being soaked in warm water, and a white-brushed person next to him was helping him bandage his wounds, not sure if it was Cheng Xue or Wei Lone.

After waking up, Zhou Meng felt refreshed, and when he looked down, his clothes were gone, and there was a cloud of mist around him.

When I turned around, I saw Zhuang Xiang!

"Oh, Zhuang Xiang? What, have an idea for me? Took off all my clothes for me? So what are you doing with all that neat dressing? Why don't you come along?"

Zhuang Xiang suddenly remembered what Cheng Xue had said - Zhou Meng would not have only one immortal.

"It was the wooden structure that helped you take it off, I don't dare to offend." Zhuang Xiang looked at the little wooden figure on the side and said.

"Cut, boring."

"Why are you at the foot of Moxiang Mountain?" Zhuang Xiang asked.

Zhou Meng pointed to his head and said casually, "The Falling Sky Mirror has damaged my brain, and now I have to repair it every once in a while. No, it just patched it up."

Zhuang Xiang looked at Zhou Meng's appearance and couldn't believe that she had just repaired her soul.

Repairing the soul is comparable to withstanding a catastrophe.

How can ordinary people endure such pain?

"Are you alright?" Zhuang Xiang asked.

Zhou Meng stroked the water and said, "It's very good, the dragon is alive."

"I'll help you with that dry outfit."

With that, Zhuang Xiang turned around and left.

Zhou Meng felt a little tired, and leaned on the stone next to him and fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, Zhou Meng woke up again, and saw Zhuang Xiang standing on the side, with a suit of clothes hanging on the elbow.

"Ah, thank you."

Zhou Meng beckoned and asked Zhuang Xiang to hand over the clothes.

Zhuang Xiang handed over the clothes to the wooden figure with a body, but let the wooden structure give it to Zhou Meng.

"Che, do you think I'm a lover? Don't dare to come here yet! Thank you, little puppet, for giving you spiritual power."

After taking Zhou Meng to get dressed, he turned around and handed Zhou Meng a stick of incense.

"What is this?" Zhou Meng asked.

"This ...... Intoxicating incense can help the pain in the mind. The next time you repair your sanity, you can use this spice to reduce some pain."

Zhou Meng took the incense and asked, "Why does this spice smell so familiar?" It's like ......."

Zhuang Xiang interrupted Zhou Meng's words: "Of course, there will be some backlash. As long as you use it in a place where no one is around, and the backlash will be destroyed within an hour."

Zhou Meng asked curiously, "What kind of backlash?"

Zhuang Xiang turned his back, "Similar to those who care about love."

Zhou Meng immediately understood, and immediately looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Hahaha, wow! Zhuang Xiang, you actually have this total thing! But since I have it, I'll light it up and smell it now, and then find a decent male cultivator in your Ji Lan Sect, hehe, hehehe......

Zhuang Xiang grabbed Zhou Meng's wrist, "Don't hurt the innocent."

Zhou Meng laughed, playing with the spices, and was about to ask Zhuang Xiang where the spices came from, when suddenly someone came to Zhuang Xiang, stood still when he came out of the distance, and shouted, "Senior Brother Zhuang, the sect master invites you to the council hall."

Zhou Meng suddenly thought that this is the place where Zhuang Xiang often bathes and heals, and when he was circulating on the eighth day of the first month of September, Zhou Meng also peeked at Zhuang Xiang taking a bath here.

"Poof......" Zhou Meng couldn't help it.

"Why are you laughing?" Zhuang Xiang asked.

"Let me ask you a question Zhuang Xiang," Zhou Meng couldn't help but laugh, "Peeking at you taking a bath, and secretly giving you flower petals, which makes you more angry?"

Zhuang Xiang brushed his sleeves away, and finally ignored it.

Zhou Meng laughed in place, and then quietly followed Zhuang Xiang to the meeting hall.

After Zhuang Xiang entered the council hall, Zhou Meng was locked outside.

But this time, Zhou Meng thought of a way to eavesdrop/listen.

"Gong Shiyu! Gong Shiyu, you're not there! Jellyfish give me one! You won't really be there, this place is so important, you don't arrange some jellyfish to stand guard? You're too unprofessional, aren't you?"

Soon, a jellyfish appeared next to Zhou Meng.

Zhou Meng injected some spiritual power into the jellyfish and drove the jellyfish into the council hall.

"The people of Lidu are looking for the whereabouts of the Falling Sky Mirror." Sect Master Qingluan was talking.

Yan Ling got up, "After the battle to break the demons is over, the Falling Sky Mirror is broken into four pieces, and they are suppressed in the places that are qualitatively restrained from them. But later, various places changed, and the purpose of the falling mirror also changed. Now, I can only be sure that one piece of Chongyang Palace has been sealed, and the remaining two pieces are missing."

Qingluan said coldly: "Outside the capital, in the desert city, there is a piece, and the last piece is in the Shangqing Realm."

Yan Ling seemed to relax a little: "Shangqing Realm only opens once in a hundred years, and I don't know where to open it. So, don't worry about it for now. It's just that that part of this desert city is near the capital of Li, once it is searched by the people of the city, won't there be endless troubles."

The Qingluan clan ordered: "Zhuang Xiang can choose a day to go to Mocheng to find out the whereabouts of the Heavenly Mirror."

Zhou Meng was agitated and woke up: "Zhuang Xiang is going to find the Falling Sky Mirror!"

Mo Long: "Why are there so many plays in the Ji Lan Sect? They want to grab the fire mirror, and they also want to grab the lens in Mocheng, they really put themselves as the first sect in the world?"

Zhou dreamed, "No, it's not necessarily a bad thing. You see, this fire mirror, with my own strength, plus you, may not be able to do it. If there is one more Zhuang Xiang, there may be one more chance of winning. Our goal now is to get all the Falling Mirrors out of the water first, and then we'll reap the benefits of the fisherman!"

Mo Long: "That's right, then you need to make sure you know the whereabouts of the Sky Falling Mirror fragments."

Zhou Meng: "Of course, when the time comes, we will be with Zhuang Xiang!"

But in the council hall, there was opposition.

Xia Bing, who was the first physician governor, said, "Senior Brother Zhuang has never come down the mountain, doesn't the sect master send some more people?"

Qingluan didn't say anything, and disappeared immediately, and the agenda was over.

Xia Bing came to Zhuang Xiang's side and reassured, "It seems that the sect master wants you to only take Mocheng to experience and experience. I'll ask the sect master for advice and see if I can go with you. Right now, I have to find a way to invite the other sect masters to discuss this matter, and I don't know what reason to find, so I am afraid that people will panic if they directly convene the sect masters." Z.br>

Zhuang Xiang thanked Xia Bing and withdrew from the council hall.

Zhou Meng hurriedly left with the jellyfish, preparing to go to the fighting field to see the excitement.

When I arrived at the Dharma Fighting Arena, I saw that some disciples of the Guanghua Society were showing off their might on the field.

It is said that he is a disciple of the Guanghua Society, and he is outstanding in all aspects, and no other sect can match it.

Zhou Meng followed beside him.

In the end, everyone looked at the rows on the Zhaozhang Stone.

The first place is still Jiang Que.

Even if he was absent from the competition.

The rest have become members of the Guanghua Society.

Even Guan Qing was squeezed down.

The supporters of Guan Qing began to fight for Guan Qing, and now Guan Qing is sharing his love strategy with a person.