88 Resentful Immortals

Shangqingjing.

The words on the seventh and eighth floors finally quieted down.

The "eyes" on Zhou Meng's forehead were still bleeding.

Cheng Xue followed Zhou Meng closely, wiped the blood on Zhou Meng's forehead with her sleeve, and asked, "Senior Sister Meng, will the wound on your forehead leave a scar?"

Zhou Meng sighed and said, "Now it seems that I am afraid that I am going to leave a scar. I'm amazed by the peerless face, it's gone!"

"The first time the Jiantian Eye is opened, there will be a wound. However, when the wound heals, Jiantianmu will be hidden if it is not activated. So, don't worry about scarring." Han Qi said.

Zhou Meng asked, "Han Qi, I have a question for you."

Han Qi said calmly, "Ask."

"I have a loophole in my sanity, I was hit by the fire mirror, Chengxue is clear, and the words are not easy to attack. I see that your cultivation is not as good as Wei Lin and Zhuang Xianggao, and there is nothing special about your sanity, so why won't you be attacked by words? Could it be that your transparent shroud is really useful?"

Han Qi smiled a little proudly, "This is the treasure of our Guanghua Society, if you are interested, I will give it to you to take back for study." You must know that the treasures of the Guanghua Society all have strong spiritual power. But to be honest, being able to resist the word trick was also unexpected to me. Let's hit it right."

Zhou Meng knocked on the transparent cover on Han Qi's head, "Okay, count you guys awesome. However, next time you have this kind of good thing, share it with us in advance, you look at it, you almost beat them to death."

Zhuang Xiang and Wei Lin were slightly embarrassed.

"These words are all words supported by the power of the evil gods. The Shangqing Daoist sealed the Shangqing Realm, I'm afraid it's not just to seal the legendary evil beast." Wei Xiao said.

Zhuang Xiang nodded slightly.

"It's been a long time since the Shangqing Realm was sealed, and the battle to break the demons was less than twenty years ago. The words of the evil gods are all here, and it is obvious that the Shangqing Realm has participated in the battle to break the demons." Wei Lin added.

"It seems that there are many secrets of history." Han Qi sighed.

Cheng Xue unfolded the folding fan, and the words on Zhou Meng's life returned to the bookshelf, and everyone left the seventh floor safely.

When I reached the fifth or sixth floor, I hadn't taken two steps before I was so illuminated by a divine light that I couldn't open my eyes.

Zhou Meng felt tired: "My God, can't you take a break?" As soon as I walked out of Longtan, I was about to enter the tiger's den."

Han Qi looked at the booklet and said, "There are gods and spirits here, and according to legend, this is the resentful immortal. Complaining resentment."

Cheng Xue frowned, "Resentful Immortal, it sounds like a lot of resentment. Wouldn't you want us to help her resolve some grievances?"

Han Qi shook his fingers: "No, no, no, this resentful immortal, although it is called a resentful immortal, does not have the slightest resentment, but it is a very peaceful god. She is mainly the one who resolves grievances. However, she has a quirk and likes to speculate."

Zhou Meng listened to it and was confident, "Hey, I thought it was some kind of quirk. If she likes to speculate on people's hearts, let her speculate. Whether it's right or not, let's just say she guessed right or not. As long as she's happy, won't we be able to get over?

"No, resentful immortals are not so perfunctory. If we lie, we'll probably be taken away by the resentful immortals."

"Huh?"

Suddenly, a woman's voice came from all sides.

"He who knows himself does not complain about others, and he who knows his fate does not complain about heaven; Those who complain are poor, and those who complain have no ambition."

Zhou Meng teased, "Wow, stereo surround sound!"

It was wide, and the light around it softened a lot, and an immortal fluttered down.

The immortal was richly dressed and wore a wide collar hanging from his neck, which was tilted diagonally backwards, like a sacred aura behind the Buddhist monk.

She has always squinted her eyes, her eyebrows and eyes are stretched, her cheeks are kind, and her appearance is gentle, and she really has the power to resolve grievances.

"This immortal is like a fairy, not like a poet immortal, who died in the cold."

"Monks of the world, I would like to show your feelings. If I say yes, you will be my apostles."

"There is such a shortage of people in your divine realm, why don't you let it

How much more can you achieve positive results? Do you have to hire in such a strange way?" Zhou Meng complained casually, "The wonderful word god is like this, the poet immortal is like this, and you are also like this."

"Monks are not to blaspheme." Resentful Immortal Command.

Wei Meng immediately pressed down on Zhou Meng and quieted Zhou Meng down.

Zhou Meng is still not afraid, after all, he is a person who has penetrated his soul, and there is a Mo Long who is not a human or a ghost in his head, no matter how powerful the fairy is in this world, it is impossible to guess her and Mo Long's thoughts.

"If I guess correctly, you must confess it, and if you do not, you will still be my apostle."

"Then, resentful fairy, do you guess one and take one? Or are they all guessed before they are collected together?"

"Your fate is closely related, and you must come and go together."

"I understand, a few of us, we have to live and die together. Well, here you go. I promise, you'll be the first to guess."

"Oh, are you?"

Zhou Meng nodded, "That's right. I'm so confused that I'm afraid you can't guess."

"You are the Dingfeng Sect Zhou Meng......

When Zhou Meng heard the resentful immortal say "Dingfeng Sect", he knew that this resentful immortal must have guessed Zhou Meng's thoughts in the original book, and this time, he won half of it.

"You have a mission to protect a world; Mourning is greater than dying, and no one is trusted; You are homeless, and you don't know whether to go or stay."

Cheng Xue listened quietly, and asked in her heart, "Senior Sister Meng doesn't trust anyone, doesn't even me?"

Zhuang Xiang also looked at Zhou Meng, and couldn't believe that a person who was hanging all day long actually had the world in his heart, and at the same time he had nothing to love.

"You don't see your future, and after saving your world, you exile your life. But now, you seem to have found some solace, so your heart is asking questions, but you never answer, you just walk forward with your head closed, seemingly with a clear goal, but in fact it is muddy."

Zhou Meng was slightly embarrassed and said to Cheng Xue, "Don't listen to her nonsense."

"What you want to protect is this young man next to you......

"Wait, Resentful Immortal. You speak ambiguously, and many of us here echo the situation. I'll just ask you one question, and if you get it right, I'll admit that you've guessed my mind."

"You ask."

"This is my secret, I'm going to whisper, you're going to whisper."

"Okay."

Zhou Meng stepped forward and asked in front of the ear of the resentful immortal, "Where do I come from?"

The resentful fairy also lowered his voice: "You came from outside the world."

Zhou Meng didn't expect that the resentful fairy would actually tell her origin.

Why, a person in a book, knows the world beyond the book?

"Resentful Immortal, do you know anything outside the world? Can you tell me about ......?"

"Alright, my answer is over. Next."

Zhou Meng was shocked and walked to the side.

Mo Long: "The gods here are really not simple."

Zhou Meng: "This must have something to do with the director. If it weren't for the director, the people in the book wouldn't know about the people outside the world at all. Director ......"

Mo Long: "That's another clue. Hopefully, we will be able to find the Chief."

Zhou Meng: "I hope so."

Zhuang Xiang went to Zhou Meng's side and asked, "Where are you going?"

Zhou Meng flickered: "Where is it going?"

"The resentful fairy said, you don't know whether to go or stay. Where are you going?"

Zhou Meng returned to his usual appearance, put his elbow on Cheng Xue's shoulder, squinted his eyes and said, "I cultivate the Tao of life and death, and I am not afraid of life and death, but I don't know whether I should live or die."

Cheng Xue immediately replied, "Of course it's alive!"

"Don't worry, I'll be alive before I figure it out."

Now in front of the resentful immortals, it is Wei Lone.

Wei Lian's mind was simple.

"Protect the common people, concentrate on cultivation, carry forward the master, and the junior sister is safe."

Wei Lin lowered his eyes and retreated.

"It's over, it's over. We'll leave it here. Originally, thinking that several of us were young talents, we came in to the falling mirror, and we were caught. I didn't expect that I was going to go to the Divine Mind Room to make a dog's leg for the gods."

Next, it is Zhuang Xiang.

"May the world be peaceful, willing to have a family joy, willing to have a heart of people."

Zhuang Xiang did not deny it, and retreated in silence.

Zhou Meng saw Zhuang Xiang's gloomy face, and thought about Zhuang Xiang's three wishes, which may not be realized in his lifetime.

The world is peaceful, that's impossible. The world in this book is the chaos of the world.

It's impossible to have a happy family. There is no father, a mother is still a cold-faced clan, and her children look down on her.

I wish to have a hearted person, the most outrageous.

Zhuang Xiang is a person like him, although there are countless female cultivators who admire him, but Zhuang Xiang himself is useless, and any girl who is with him will be scared away by his indifference.

Zhou Meng slapped Zhuang Xiang's back with one palm, and patted his open chest with the other hand and said, "Brother! Rest assured! Even if your wish can't come true, you still have us! We are willing to be your friends forever! Together, we protect the world, we play together, we flirt with beauties, and we make you feel the fulfillment of your wishes."

Cheng Xue asked, "In that case, how can it be considered a reality?"

"Hey, life, it's an experience. There are some things that we can't force on, but we can find a way to make up for this experience, and once we have experienced it, it will be complete."

Cheng Xue nodded as if she didn't understand, and watched Han Qi walk towards the resentful immortal.

The resentful fairy raised his head, "Abandon, exile, hide, take in." I wish you what you want.". z.br>

Han Qi is back.

"What does that mean? You admit that she guessed right?" Zhou Meng asked.

Han Qi nodded slightly: "She did guess correctly."

"Interesting, she also wishes you what you want. Then it's completely over, a few of us have seen through it, let's go work for the resentful fairy now. Maybe when our construction period is over, the world will be under the control of Lidu."

Cheng Xue whispered, "Senior Sister Meng, and me."

"You? Just your thoughts, who doesn't know! What are you thinking? Let others guess?"

"Senior Sister Meng, I want to give it a try too."

Wei Lin opened Zhou Meng and let Cheng Xue go.

Cheng Xue arrived in front of the resentful immortal.

Before, the resentful fairy suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Cheng Xue to the side, then frowned slightly, and closed his eyes again.

"I can't guess."

Zhou Meng was taken aback and laughed proudly.

"This cultivator is not greedy, resentful, or stupid. The mood is pure, quiet, and clean. It's just ......."

"Hahahahaha

"It's just that there is a little flaw in your pure heart."

"Oh?" Cheng Xue was puzzled, "Resentful Immortal, what is the flaw?"

"You have a preference for a practitioner of the dream word formula, and this practitioner has a bad mind and bad style, and his words and deeds are often immoral. This is a stain on your pure soul."

Over there, Zhou Meng rolled up his sleeves and strode towards the resentful immortal.

Zhuang Xiang and Wei Xiao hurriedly stopped, and Wei Lin also took the opportunity to cover Zhou Meng's mouth.

"The immortal has a word first, and some people can't guess it, so let us go."

The resentful fairy sighed slightly, and slowly disappeared.