After Zhou Meng fell into the Mohe River, the stone eel still chased after him.

The manuscript of the poet immortal spread out in the water, winding Zhou Meng like aquatic plants.

The huge mouth of the stone eel, when it was about to devour Zhou Meng, the Falling Sky Mirror emitted a rumor light and pierced the body of the stone eel.

At that time, the only way Zhou Meng could think of was to use his Divine Wisdom to swallow the Heavenly Mirror again, even if there were many loopholes in his Divine Sense.

However, a cloud of aura surrounded Zhou Meng at this time, and the sound of various poems sounded in his ears, and he struggled to open his eyes in the water, and he could see the poetry ink that surrounded him and was not washed away by the river.

A man who looked like a scholar rescued Zhou Meng.

On the south bank of the Mohe River, Zhou Meng was picked up by a man and slipped onto the beach.

The cold wind was biting in winter, and Zhou Meng shivered and asked, "Friends...... You...... Who are you?"

The scholar turned around in a chic manner, his whole body was dry, and there was no trace of falling into the water at all, "Xiaosheng, the god of poetry."

"Who?"

"It's the poet fairy you worshipped."

Zhou Meng shook off the water on his body, "You, you, you, are you a poet? What did you come to earth for? I'm dead now? Immortal?"

Shixian put his hands behind his back and looked at the river: "No one in this world can become an immortal, of course you are in the world now."

"Then what are you doing here?"

"Thank you too."

"Me?"

"You told me in the temple that the reason why I lost the inspiration to write poetry was because I was out of the world, so I returned to the world in search of inspiration. You've given me a good suggestion, so I'm here to save your life as a reward for you."

Zhou Meng saw that the poet was elegant, gentle and elegant, and there was a slight ridicule in his tone, and gradually felt normal: "It turns out that you are the poet fairy. You wrap the Falling Sky Mirror like this, and it's no one. Oh, no!"

Zhou Meng suddenly thought of the matter of the stone eel tearing up the manuscript, "Your manuscript was torn apart by Xu Linjiang's stone worm, does it mean that the poems that have been passed down through the ages in the world are gone?"

Shixian shook his head, and with a wave of his sleeves, countless poems appeared in front of the two of them.

"I have recompiled the manuscript and placed it above the confluence of the Mohe River. In the future, as long as the confluence of the Mohe River does not dry up, the poetry of the world will not dissipate."

"You're pretty fast. But the poet immortal, is it so simple for you to go to the lower realm? If you want to come, you can come? Isn't there any curfew?"

Shixian sighed twice: "Hey, isn't this a new god recently gone to the Divine Consciousness, making it a miasma, who has the time to control whom." Ah, these things are not something you can care about, young cultivator, you have helped me, as a god, I can grant you a wish, except for staying with me for the rest of your life, I can fulfill other wishes."

"Can you help me take the pieces of the Falling Sky Mirror out of the river and put them on for me?"

"Didn't you really think about staying with me for the rest of your life?"

"You are a noble god, and I am self-aware."

"You're a wise mortal, well, then I'll grant your request."

Shixian untied a gourd from his waist and coaxed his mother on the Mohe River for a while, and a point of light emerged from the water and landed in the gourd.

Subsequently, Shixian handed over the gourd to Zhou Meng.

"My gourd is even rarer than your Falling Sky Mirror, and it can hold everything in the world. As long as you cultivate enough, it is possible to fit the whole world."

Zhou Meng took the gourd and thanked Shixian.

"Alright, young cultivator, I'm going to go to the world to collect poems now, and the rest of the way is up to you."

"Hey!"

In the blink of an eye, the poet was gone.

"My God, I've met the immortals, Molong, have you seen it?"

Mo Long: "See, what is this poet immortal talking about when he said that a new god had gone to the divine consciousness and caused a miasma of smoke in the divine consciousness?" Zhou Meng: "How do I know if I am a god? Hurry up now

Where's where we're now, and where should we go now?"

Mo Long: "We are now in the Nanhua Realm, and now that the seal of the Falling Sky Mirror has been opened, and we happen to have Shixian's gourd, we don't need to go to the Guanghua Club to find the artifact that temporarily seals the Falling Sky Mirror. Now, Lichen and Xu Linjiang, the fourth prince of Lidu, are converging and heading towards Chongyang Palace, and we are going to Chongyang Palace."

Zhou Meng: "The next fragment is in Chongyang Palace."

Mo Long: "That's right, and besides, this piece is the easiest piece to get your hands on."

Zhou Meng: "What about Chengxue? Did Cheng Xue run away?"

Mo Long: "He, I'm not sure, but according to the plot, if you live, he will live. So basically nothing is a big deal. That kid has a big life, so you should pay attention to the main quest."

Zhou Meng: "Okay, go to Chongyang Palace!"

Mo Long: "How do you get there?"

Zhou Meng: "Yes, how do you go? Xu Linjiang and Lichen must be ahead of us, let's walk over now and collect the corpses of the people of Chongyang Palace?"

Mo Long: "That's where your ingenuity comes in. You used my spiritual energy to deal with the stone eel, and then your spiritual power was almost consumed by the exposed Falling Sky Mirror, you can't rely on me."

Zhou Meng: "Thinking about the eighth day of the ninth month, Zhuang Xiang learned the art of stacking the universe. If he's here, we'll be able to go directly to Chongyang Palace now."

Mo Long: "The current Zhuang Xiang doesn't know how to stack the universe, so it's useless."

"Zheng!"

"What a sound! What are you doing? What sounds so ...... Hey!"

Mo Long: "It's not me."

"This sound is so familiar, the sound of this guqin, this is not the sound of Lin Xiao's bald piano! Lin Liao! You come out for me!"

At this time, Lin Xiao's Zhongjun learned that the fourth prince of Lidu was heading towards Chongyang Palace, and in order to protect the Falling Sky Mirror, he went to Chongyang Palace, and when he passed by the Mohe River, he happened to hear Zhou Meng's shout.

The two landed on the edge of the Mohe River, looking at Zhou Meng, who was drenched and still shivering.

Zhong Jun looked at Lin Xiao suspiciously.

"This is my little apprentice's senior sister, named Zhou Meng."

Zhong Jun smiled, "This is the apprentice you wanted to accept first? This doesn't seem to be a celestial figure."

Zhou Meng scolded: "Bald! What have you done to my junior brother? After he came back, he went crazy, and you are still a wandering immortal who has accumulated public virtue in the world!"

Lin Yu sneered: "I've already let people go, if you say anything disrespectful, I'm not welcome."

Zhou Meng showed the Hanjiang Sword, "Whoever doesn't be polite to whom, I'll compete with you now."

Seeing this, Lin Xiao stroked the qin and gathered momentum, and Zhongjun on the side stopped him gently, and Lin Xiao calmed down.

"Housheng, what you have in your hand, is it the Hanjiang Sword?"

Zhou Meng saw that Zhong Jun was dressed elegantly, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and slightly restrained, "You know the goods!"

Zhong Jun said to Lin Yu: "The Hanjiang Sword is Zhuang Yan's sword, that is, the daughter of Qingluan of the Ji Lan Sect, and now the Han Jiang Sword is in her hands, presumably this Zhou Meng is also helping the Ji Lan Sect to do things, that is to say, at least we will not be enemies, between the two of you, it is better not to do anything."

Afterwards, Zhong Jun turned to Zhou Meng and said, "My senior sister was reckless and robbed your disciple, and here I apologize to your sect. It's just that my senior sister passed on my sect's peerless learning to Cheng Xue, which can be regarded as a gift of gratitude from my senior sister. We are all practicing for the sake of peace in the world, and we hope to go down to the sea so that we can discuss the affairs of the world."

Zhou Meng didn't give up, "Don't talk to me about the morality of the world, if you have revenge, you have to take revenge!" Unless ......"

Seeing that there was room for a loop, Zhong Jun immediately asked, "I'll do our best to help you."

"Unless you can help me get to Chongyang Palace."

Zhong Jun and Lin Xiao looked at each other secretly.

"Oh? You're going to Chongyang Palace too?"

"That's right."

"Why did you go to Chongyang Palace?"

"Lidu Lichen and Xu Linjiang were on their way to Chongyang Palace, and they bypassed it

Zhongzhou, from the north of Xinjiang to the east of the soil. Chongyang Palace probably doesn't even know this news now! Of course, I'm going to report the news, and then I'm going to support!"

Zhong Jun thought for a moment and said, "We are also here to support."

"That's not right, take me with you!"

Zhou Meng thought that when he met these two legendary immortal bosses, he would be able to reach Chongyang Palace comfortably, but what he didn't expect was that Zhong Jun actually asked Hanjiang Sword Imperial Sword to take Zhou Meng to Chongyang Palace.

In order to avoid Lidu's eyeliner, the height of the imperial sword was surprisingly high, so that Zhou Meng was unconscious lying on the sword the whole time.

Lin Xiao and Zhong Jun muttered in a low voice, "Is this the pleasing Zhou Meng? Didn't you say that you can break through three doors alone?"

"I'm not sure, he said it was Cheng Xue's senior sister, it should be that week's dream."

Chongyang Palace is located in the east of the East Soil. On top of the majestic mountains, there are impregnable fortresses.

Further east, there is the sea of sand.

The easternmost palace wall of Chongyang Palace is getting thinner and thinner day and night under the beating of sand and waves.

However, the walls of Chongyang Palace are thick enough, and the palace walls can be eroded by sand waves for at least two hundred years.

The palace master of Chongyang Palace looked at the mountain, and now he was extremely weak.

He used his spiritual power to seal the fragments of the Falling Sky Mirror, the Water Mirror.

After reinforcing the seal, the water mirror is completely integrated into the breath of the world, even if the people of Lidu turn Chongyang Palace upside down, they may not be able to detect the location of the falling sky mirror.

He had prepared for the worst - to confront Li Du head-on, even if it would greatly damage the vitality of Chongyang Palace.

Healing spices burned beside the bed, and on the hanger next to it hung his armor, on which were specially embroidered roses, and behind his clothes, his spear.

Now that his spiritual power is low, I'm afraid he can't even lift the spear.

For so many days, Guan Guanshan has been waiting for news of Guan Qing.

Thinking that Guan Qing was smart on weekdays and would not have any major incidents, but now that Guan Qing had no news, Guan Guanshan was surprised to find that he was beginning to worry.

The situation seems to be getting more and more unfavorable, and Chongyang Palace seems to have reached an important turning point in its fate.

Just when Guan Guanshan was extremely pessimistic, the guards sent a notification: "Palace Master! There are guests visiting, and one of them is like Zhou Meng."

Hearing Zhou Meng's name, Guan Guanshan was surprised and delighted: "On weekdays, the second child has often mentioned Zhou Meng, the two of them have come back together, with Zhou Meng here, the second child should not be in any big trouble."

The guard explained, "Palace Master, here are two wandering immortals."

The light in Guan Guanshan's eyes dimmed, and he hurriedly got dressed and went to pick up the guests.