Razor was a messy swamp that looked dilapidated, like a zone frequented by the shadows of the undead.

The feeling brought to Meng Wei is especially like the forest of Lanruo Temple in A Chinese Ghost Story, which has a gloomy and weird feeling.

Fortunately, there are countless little lives born in it, and occasionally you can hear the harmonious rhythm of nature.

Meng Wei was wearing a wolf skin beast suit, and his body and face were covered with bright purple and patterns dyed by unknown slurry.

His tall physique and sturdy body can only disguise himself as a war tattoo witch, and the slightly thinner medicine witches and witch doctors basically have nothing to do with him.

This set of war paints is also magical, he doesn't have the blood and beliefs of the witch clan, but after a simple portrayal, he can actually sense the faint power of thunder, as long as he drives the bloodline, he can experience a numb electrotherapy relaxation on the surface of the body.

It was a very boring thing to travel through Lei Ze alone, and during this period, there were all kinds of poisonous snakes and beasts secretly watching, disrupting his beast perception, so that he could not detect whether Meng Jishen had heard the news or not.

What if people don't take the bait?

At least there is not much loss, I specially called Xingtian to block the tomb of Chiyou, thinking that with the strength of Xingtian, even if I can't win Chiyou, it shouldn't be a big problem to delay for a while, right!

Well, I didn't hear the letter from the tomb of Chiyou, and Meng Wei was still worried about the Xingtian Monster in his heart, after all, he could be regarded as finding a problem for him.

Retracting his thoughts, Meng Wei quickened his pace and quickly moved towards the location of the divine tree in the map.

Once at the foot of Wanshou Mountain, the heaven and earth are clear, and the front is a lush mountain stack, which can also be seen that the lord of this mountain has some preferences for green mountains and green waters, and in the central area of the 'gray' Razor not only guards the sacred tree, but also creates a new scenery with a unique tree.

The ancestor of the earth immortals, before he saw him, Meng Wei had already positioned the label of a peerless master in his heart for this Zhenyuan Great Immortal, and the great immortals who could be neighbors with the Queen Mother of the West and Lei Zeshen would definitely not be much lower than the two of them.

There are bluestone steps on the mountain road, and the stone slabs are covered with moss, and it seems that no one has flowed through this place for a long time.

All arrived here, Meng Wei with respect for the masters, along the stone steps to climb up one by one, after coming to southern Xinjiang, the most seen is the green mountains and green waters, no matter how beautiful the beautiful scenery to see, it is inevitable that there will be boring.

So, Meng Wei simply slowed down and walked slowly, until the evening, when he reached the halfway point of the mountain.

There is a Taoist temple in the quiet valley, the gate is very magnificent, the inside and outside are brushed with a layer of vermilion tree paint, and there are door couplets on the left and right, and the book is on: the immortal immortal mansion, and the sky is the same longevity Taoist family.

It is a very familiar memory, and the others Meng Wei can't remember it clearly, but this couplet made him very impressed.

Knocking on the door gently, Meng Wei called softly: "Lingshan Wu, on the orders of the Bohou of Northern Xinjiang, I have come to pay homage to Zhenyuan Daxian!" ”

When the words fell, Meng Wei waited for a while, but there was neither sound nor response in the view.

"Strange, did Zhenyuan Daxian go out to travel? Why is there no response? ”

Meng Wei was a little helpless, he came here, he couldn't have seen the main thing, so he turned around and went back.

Along the way, Meng Wei's beast intuition has never sent a particularly dangerous signal, and now outside the Wuzhuang Temple, the intuition is still like a green light, and the years are quiet.

Do the play or do a full set, in case one of the people watching behind is Meng Jishen, retreating at this time is tantamount to returning in vain, wouldn't it be in vain?

If you can't catch it for the first time, when people look back and review it, it will be difficult to pull the hook and catch a big fish in the future.

"Lingshan Witch, on the order of the Great Witch Thunder, I have a special request for Zhenyuan Daxian!"

A moment later, the door was still deserted, and there was no response.

"Isn't Daxian in view? Otherwise, with his cultivation ability, just knocking lightly on the door, Daxian should have sensed it, could it be that I went to the wrong place? ”

Meng Wei muttered to himself, retreated to the door and looked at the three words of Wuzhuang Guan repeatedly, touched his chin again, pondered for a moment and didn't understand the situation too much, and fell into self-doubt.

Didn't you say that Zhenyuan Daxian is a 10,000-year-old otaku? When he visited, he happened to go out, and no one answered when he knocked on the door.

Just as Meng Wei was about to sit in front of the door and wait, a light laugh suddenly came from inside the door, as if someone was whispering.

"Puff~~ Hahaha, senior brother, this barbarian outside the sect is so interesting, he doesn't know that our master has never been out of the Three Sects since its establishment."

"Speak quietly, junior brother, now that the master is in retreat, we, more things are better than less, just deceive people away, don't make any more troubles!"

"Afraid of what? I just heard his steps gradually drifting away, I guess he has left, I'm afraid it's useless at this moment, and I'm dejected and back to Lingshan, right! said that it was a hundred years to exchange the treasures of heaven and earth, and it was only more than 40 years that they were insatiable to come to the door again, really thinking that the fruits of life in our view are the crops in the ground? Can you cut a stubble a year? ”

The two children in the door, the elder Qingfeng and the young Mingyue, sat comfortably at the door and laughed at the incompetence of the barbarians outside the door.

As everyone knows, Meng Wei is already angry at this moment, and he is also a guest, although he has not known his true identity, how can a cultivator treat others with a worldly eye? Otherwise, what kind of Tao is it that is cultivated? Snobbery and the way of ghosts?

It is no wonder that later generations once looked down on Tang monks and apprentices, deliberately detained the fruits of several people's lives, provoked the great sage to be furious, and finally dug up the ginseng fruit tree, which almost caused a catastrophe.

It's just that at this time, Meng Wei is still trying to suppress the anger, and it is very easy to teach the two little boys a lesson, but his goal is to obtain a ginseng fruit, so as to fish out the Meng Ji God who is good at lurking.

"Huh~~ Don't be angry, it's all here, time has been spent, it's far away, the child is still young, endure the calm for a while, take a step back and open the sky!"

Meng Wei took a deep breath, then walked to the door again, and continued to knock on the door.

"Lingshan Witch, ask to see Zhenyuan Daxian!"

"Oh no, the man didn't leave!"

"Shhhh

The two little Taoist boys still didn't answer, and they looked like they weren't there.

Meng Wei had green tendons bulging on his forehead: "Two immortal chiefs, the one who came is a guest, even if Zhenyuan Daxian is gone, should he say goodbye?" Should guests be allowed to ask the reason so as not to miss Daisen's important things? ”

This remark can basically be regarded as a clarification of the relationship, informing Qingfeng Mingyue that the guests outside the door already know about the rude behavior of the two, and hope that the two can take people into the door and give him a chance to explain privately.

But Mingyue was even more annoyed than Meng Wei, shook off Qingfeng's persuasion, and said directly in a crisp voice: "Where did you come from the mountain barbarians, I didn't make a sound, I hope you will be interested and go down the mountain as soon as possible, but you are good, knocking on the door again and again, what is your identity?" How can my master be able to see me if you want to? ”

"Do you know how many great powers in southern Xinjiang beg to see my master every year, but my master has never come forward to greet guests, what is your identity? Can it be more noble than the Golden Toad Immortal of Miaomu Mountain and the Huanglong True Person of Erxian Mountain? ”

Meng Wei thought about it, what Dao Tong said in his heart was also a little reasonable, he concealed his identity, no wonder others despised him, and even if he revealed his true identity, he might not be able to enter the eyes of Zhenyuan Daxian, after all, they are not in a circle.

It's like a German mustache meeting a cardinal archbishop, not using a little force, and the other party didn't treat the mustache as a big man, until the gun was pointed at the head, the archbishop suddenly realized: "God is with you, my honorable **"

"The two little immortal chiefs, under the order of Meng Ji's lord, specially sent peaches, fusang branches, Bodhi seeds, and the bark of the immortal tree, and paid homage to his uncle Zhenyuan Daxian on behalf of Meng Bohou, and hoped for Tongyu!"

Well, Meng Wei felt that this was not a lie, on his own orders, and he didn't have these things now, but he would have a way to get them in the future, and it wasn't empty words, at least he still had a peach in his beast bag, a piece of immortal tree bark and twenty-one life-saving bodhi seeds.

"Phew, what...... Woo #@#%"

Qingfeng glared at Mingyue fiercely, covered his mouth, and patted his head gently: "Shut up, that's a treasure that the master can't ask for, this person may really be unusual." ”

The two of them played around for a while, Qingfeng pushed open the door, showed his little head, and asked suspiciously, "Do you have a certificate?" ”

Meng Wei patted his waist, his left hand was the peach given by the Queen of Heaven, and his right hand was the bark of the immortal tree given by Houtu.

Meng Wei smiled quietly, and then took it back into the beast bag, this time the feng shui took turns, and it was Meng Wei's turn to have a fearless and proud face.

"Senior brother, this is true, this is a real treasure."

"Honored guest, please come in, and enter the reception room and wait patiently, I will go to the master for you!"

Meng Wei gently closed the door, cut off the exploration of the outside sight, and casually threw out a magic circle that blocked the sound, and said to Qingfeng Mingyue with a smile.

"Don't worry, two immortal elders, let Meng calm down first, otherwise this breath is really a little unbearable!"

Qingfeng looked frightened: "You...... What do you want to do? Let me tell you, this is Wuzhuang Temple, our master is Zhenyuan Daxian, don't make a mistake! ”

"Don't worry, I'm very light, soon, when I first pay tribute to the two of you for your faux pas, I will apologize to Zhenyuan Daxian!"

As soon as the words fell, Meng Wei directly ignored Qingfeng Mingyue's subtle spell, twisted one with one hand, and the whole person turned like a big windmill.

The power of the wind kept venting, driving Meng Wei to turn faster and faster, and the centrifugal force to turn stronger and stronger, and the miserable screams of the two little Taoist children were suppressed in the silent array, and they enjoyed the experience of the fast version of the merry-go-round in a 'happy' mood.

When the two of them had gold stars in their eyes and vomited and diarrhea, Meng Wei gently put down the two of them.

"Whew!! Endure the prostate cyst for a while, take a step back and gallstone hyperplasia, which is much more comfortable now. ”

"Two immortal elders, don't look down on people in the future, you must know that everyone who comes is a guest, and it is natural to see the Tao and the law if you have a fate, and then let me see the two of you looking at people in the cracks of the door, Meng will definitely let you experience a more exciting project!"

"Why don't you go to the communication quickly? Just said: The Lord of Meng Ji, the Bohou of Northern Xinjiang, the God of War of the Great Shang, the personal transmission of the Yuxu Palace, the closed disciple of the Master of the Tongtian Sect, the Western Sect is not moving, please see Zhenyuan Daxian! ”

(End of chapter)