Zhou Meng and Guan Qing booked a large suite in Hehuan Yashe, Fengyue Residence, and named Zhuang Xiang to serve him.

After dinner, the three of them sat down in Fengyue Residence.

Zhou Mengheng lay on the Luohan bed in front of the window, staring at the moon in the sky, in a daze.

Zhuang Xiang and Guan Qing drank tea on the small coffee table.

"I've heard that the realm of Lidu has been full of evil spirit recently, and groups of people have escaped. Mocheng is the gateway from the frontier to the interior, and many exiles from the capital rest here. Many people in Perak are afraid that they will not be able to make a living in the hinterland, so they simply settle here. That's why the population of Mocheng has been increasing recently." Guan Qing said while drinking tea.

Zhuang Xiang said lightly: "Recently, there have been disciples from Lidu gathered in the south of the city, and they may have discovered the whereabouts of the Falling Sky Mirror."

After Zhou Meng heard Chengnan, he immediately lifted his spirits, and his gaze moved from the moon to Zhuang Xiang, "The Falling Sky Mirror is in the south of Chengnan."

Guan Qing put down the cup in his hand and hurriedly swallowed the tea in his mouth, "How do you know?"

Zhou Meng paused and pointed to his head, "Maybe it's because I was hit by the Falling Sky Mirror, now I can feel the position of the Falling Sky Mirror, intuition, the fragment of the Falling Sky Mirror is just south of the city."

"Tomorrow, go to the south of the city." Zhuang Xiang said.

Zhou Meng nodded slightly.

Guan Qing hesitated, slowly hugged his quilt, and his fingers swiped around the quilt, "That, that, can I not go?" The two of you are already invincible enough in the world, and if I go, won't I be holding back?"

Zhuang Xiang doesn't care about whether he stays or stays, and drinks tea by himself.

Zhou Meng didn't want to act alone with Zhuang Xiang, it felt like the invigilator watching him write papers, awkward.

"Are you sure you're not going?"

Guan Qing hurriedly drank water, "Don't go, don't go. I'm here, waiting for you to come back."

"I heard that the one sent to Mocheng by Lidu this time is the general Jiangque, and everyone says that he is majestic and looks like Pan An......

"What time will you leave tomorrow morning?" Guan Qing asked, and the water cup was placed heavily on the table.

Zhuang Xiang added: "The four sons of Lidu have their own merits and outstanding appearances. The most brave and handsome of the people should belong to the four sons of Lichen, who are like the stars when they see it, and they are refreshed and their thoughts are flying. The second son, Zhuohua, is frail and sickly, bears karmic fire, is gentle and elegant, and never participates in the conquest, but has countless believers. The three daughters tattooed the clock, with a cold face and a ruthless heart, bold in killing, and agile, successfully assassinated the old king of thunder, and the new king of the user, and is now the personal confidant of the king of Zhaoming."

Guan Qing opened his mouth and asked, "Wow Zhuangxiang, do you know a lot?"

"Before I went down the mountain, I read some books. I hope it will be useful to you."

Zhou Meng smiled and said, "What I know about the four of them is that the boss Jiangque, the ceiling of the immortal family's combat power, I think, even if the old man Jicang and Qingluan join forces, they may not be his opponents. The second child is Zhuohua, with a deep mind and a weak body, but he can become one of the four sons, and he must have other intentions. The old three-tattooed clock, and the king of the thunderbolt look inseparable, is the most ambitious son, in the future, whether she will kill the king to stand on her own, or be loyal to the king of the thunder, it is uncertain. The fourth child is a crazy beauty, she likes to watch killings and gore all day long, and she can't become a climate. So, now it's a place to go, and everything is still simple."

Zhuang Xiang nodded and took a sip of tea.

"You've done your homework, and I'm relieved." Satisfied, Guan Qing poured another cup of tea for herself and drank it deliciously.

Zhuang Xiang went to bed by himself, went out with affection, and soon found a new beauty, so he shared the bed with the beauty, Zhou Meng was on the Luohan bed by the window, looking at the moon blankly, thinking, where will Cheng Xue be now, and Lin Xiao will be embarrassed for Cheng Xue.

Cheng Xue followed Lin Yu to a mountain.

It's off the beaten track, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

"Master Lin Xiao, where are we going?"

Lin Xiao was wearing a wide hood at this time, and his face was covered by more than half, "Take you to practice."

"Oh, then Master Lin Xiao, what am I going to learn?"

"To the end

Fang, you know."

After walking through rugged mountain roads, climbing steep peaks, and passing through dense thorns, we finally reached the entrance of a cave, and the stone tablet next to it has three words written on it: Guanyin Cave.

Cheng Xue asked, "Voice, can you watch it?"

Lin Xiao smiled slightly, "As long as you put your mind to it, you can Guanyin."

This cave aroused Chengxue's curiosity, and the sadness of being captured gradually disappeared.

"Come with me."

Cheng Xue followed behind Lin Xiao, moving forward step by step, the road under her feet became wetter and wetter, and the light became darker and darker.

Slowly, Cheng Xue almost thought that the eyes on her green silk had failed.

In fact, it was too dark in the cave. However, Lin Xiao did not seem to be affected by the darkness, and he still walked like a fly.

Chengxue is different, blind from a young age, but with butterflies by his side, he can't adapt to complete darkness.

With a "snap", Cheng Xue stepped onto a piece of water. Chinese Net

"Master Lin Xiao, there is water here."

"If there's water, that's right."

Cheng Xue groped her way through the water and bumped into a stone.

"Go up." Lin Xiao said coldly.

Cheng Xue touched the stone and found that the stone looked like a round pier, and the top was flat, just enough for Cheng Xue to sit down.

So Cheng Xue sat cross-legged on the stone.

Lin Xiao said, "From now on, you have to start learning Guanyin."

"This spell sounds like a Buddhist spell. What kind of spell is the word rule that governs?"

"It's not a Buddhist technique, and it doesn't take the word trick to dominate."

In Cheng Xue's knowledge system, if there is no spell dominated by words, there will be no systematic spell, and it can be regarded as a wild spell.

The field magic method is flexible and changeable, but the realm is not too high.

"The so-called Guanyin is Guanyin with the heart. Everything has a sound, and everything is subject to sound. Flowers and trees, heard by the wind, birds and animals, neighed and sounded. What you have to listen to is the voice of the heart, the voice of the soul."

"Master Lin Liao, I don't understand."

"I ask you, can you hear the sound of the concussions in my consciousness?"

"Shocks in the Consciousness? If I hear it, won't I understand what Master is thinking?"

"That's right, some thoughts and thoughts are all shocks, vibrations become sounds, and what you have to do is to listen to all the vibrations and sounds in this world. When you can hear the vibrations in my consciousness, you will be able to become a teacher."

Cheng Xue asked, "Then Master Lin Liao, why did you take a fancy to me as your apprentice?"

"I originally looked at that Zhou Mengwa, she is quite a celestial person, and her divine sense is not a human thing."

"Then why ......?"

"However, his heart is unruly and untamable, and it is not bad to see you suddenly."

"Some of Master Lim Liao's appreciation. But I don't understand, why did Master Lin Liao teach me Guanyin? Could it be that the Master wants to read people who can't read it, and to look at the sound of his divine sense?"

"No, Guanyin is only the first step, you have to be able to Guanyin, you must also be able to make sounds, and controlling the sound is your ultimate goal."

"Oh, the mastery of sound, the art of sound...... If it is said that the highest state of Guanyin is to listen to the voice of people's divine consciousness, then isn't the highest state of Siyin to control people's divine consciousness?"

"Sure enough, the perception is extraordinary."

"But Master Lin Xiao, I'm afraid this is against the morality of the immortal family."

"You are an immortal, I am not an immortal! You sects, all of you are blind, danger is brewing, and you are completely unaware of it."

"Danger? Teacher Lin Liao, are you talking about Lidu?"

Lin Xiao took a deep breath, closed his eyes and said, "There are people from outside the sky!"

"Someone from out of the sky? God? Or what?"

Lin Xiao no longer answered this question, "Don't ask any more, start now, Guanyin. When you hear the voice of my consciousness, you will be able to go out of the mountain."

"Can you go to Senior Sister Meng?"

"No, you have one more task to complete

to regain freedom."

"Mission?"

"That's all for later, now, let's get started."

There are no words, no spells, Cheng Xue relies on her own hearing to catch all sounds in the dark.

It was difficult for him to calm down, because when he and Zhou Meng were separated, Zhou Meng's spiritual power was completely gone, and the road was still full of chaotic beasts, how could people not worry.

Zhou Meng spent a peaceful night in Hehuan Yashe, and the next morning, after Zhou Meng woke up, he saw Zhuang Xiang sitting at a small table and drinking tea.

"Didn't you eat in the morning?" Zhou Meng asked.

"Bigu."

"Then you can prepare some food for your objectivity."

With that, Zhou Meng turned around and went back to sleep.

In the middle of the night, there was a squeak of the door, Zhou Meng woke up, and saw Guan Qing walking in, Zhuang Xiang was still sitting at the small table, and there was more breakfast on the small table.

Zhou Meng staggered to his feet and went to the table to start eating.

At this time, Guan Qing was gorgeously dressed and high-spirited, "When are we leaving?"

Zhuang Xiang looked at Zhou Meng.

Guan Qing couldn't wait, "Senior Sister Zhou, eat quickly."

Mocheng South.

A group of Lidu cultivators was stationed next to a small temple.

The three of them hid in the poplar forest next to the small temple and observed the situation.

"Shixian Temple." Zhou Meng looked at the plaque of the small temple and read out the three words on it.

"The poet immortal is the god of poetry and literature, and the chief secretary of poetry. Unexpectedly, in the borderlands, there are still people who worship poets." Guan Qing whispered.

"The people of Lidu are circling around this broken temple, could it be that the Falling Sky Mirror is in this broken temple?" Zhou Meng couldn't believe it, after all, the fire mirror was found in Zhuang Zhou's tomb, and this broken temple didn't look like the *** of the Falling Sky Mirror.

"The temple can't be disguised, Senior Sister Zhou, what should we do now? Go in and have a look?"

Zhuang Xiang was silent on the side, silently counting the other party's manpower.

"In this way, you use your charm to open the guard in front of the temple, and then Zhuang Xiang and I will go in and have a look." Zhou Meng said to Guan Qing seriously.

Zhuang Xiang nodded and said, "There are not many people here, and the two guards guarding the small temple are not in the merger period, and they are ...... in the tent next to them."

Zhou Meng and Guan Qing followed Zhuang Xiang's gaze and looked at the brown tent in the east.

"There is a cultivator who is close to the Tribulation Period, and it may be Jiang Que."

"Li Du really sent Jiang Que to find the Falling Sky Mirror in person, it seems that it is inevitable." Guan Qing sighed.

"Okay, Lady Guan, you're going to play your role and lure Jiang Que away, how about it?"

Guan Qing was confident, "Leave it to me."

I saw Guan Qing tidy up his clothes, clean up his voice, and strode out of the woods.

"Ahem! I don't see the ancients before, I don't see the people who come after, I think of the world and the world, and I am alone and crying! Poetry Immortal! I've finally found you."