"What do you want me to do?" At the moment, as long as he can help Meng Ze Lanqing get out of the sea of suffering as soon as possible, Meng Juntong is willing to do anything. If you delay it any longer, until Meng Zelanqing completely turns into a drought on the earth, it will be too late.

Zhao Tianxing said with a smile: "Don't be too nervous, I won't embarrass you, it must be something you can do." While speaking, Zhao Tianxing let go of half of his body and beckoned to the white-clothed An Ning, who always kept a three-step distance from him behind him: "An Ning, come here." ”

Bai Yi An Ning frowned slightly, as if he was hesitating, but he still slowly walked towards Zhao Tianxing.

Meng Juntong didn't know if there was an illusion in her eyes, when An Ning approached Zhao Tianxing, she felt that there seemed to be an extremely vague and special force field between the two, and they were pulling each other, and the pulling force on Zhao Tianxing's side was naturally much greater than that of An Ning's side, so every time An Ning got closer to Zhao Tianxing, his aura would weaken a little, and when he came to Zhao Tianxing's side, An Ning's original aura seemed to be about to disappear.

However, this aura does not seem to have much to do with itself, and there is no discomfort in looking at the peaceful look. It's just that judging from the breath, his presence has almost disappeared.

Zhao Tianxing gently put a hand on the shoulder of the young man in white An Ning, and he said to Meng Juntong: "An Ning's Yuan Shen is a little broken, I hope you can help him repair it." ”

"Yuan Shen!" Meng Juntong was taken aback, she didn't even realize that the white-clothed young man in front of her was actually a land immortal of the Yuan God Realm, Lan Ning of Baishui City was only a martial arts powerhouse, and when he reached the realm of a great grandmaster, there was a long distance between the two.

Zhao Tianxing didn't explain anything, but said: "The only thing that can repair his Yuan Shen right now is your Shaohua's dream technique." His dream soul is fragmented, and I hope you can help him put it together. ”

Meng Juntong was a little embarrassed: "But I have never dreamed for the immortals of the Yuan Shen realm, I have heard the high priest of Luo Shu say that the soul after cultivating the Yuan Shen is very different from the original soul." ”

Zhao Tianxing didn't care when he heard this, and laughed: "This may be the case for other dream weavers, but you are Meng Juntong, so can it be the same." ”

This sounds like he is killing himself, but Meng Juntong also understands that there is indeed a big difference between himself and other dream weavers. Ordinary dream weavers can only use the Shaohua Dream Weaving Technique, but in addition to the Dream Weaving Technique, they also have three thousand merit secret techniques that can be used to fill the gap. In addition, he also has Shao Huajun's body, and he has the blessing of endless merit power, and the effect of any ordinary dream technique will rise several levels compared to it.

"Then you must at least tell me about the situation of tranquility, and I also need to know which direction to start weaving dreams. Meng Juntong looked at An Ning, but she still asked Zhao Tianxing about this question. Looking at An Ning's appearance, the dream soul is broken, he should be the most confused person at the moment.

If it is a dream weaving in the past, Meng Juntong only needs to dream and read the dream, and find the entry point of dream weaving from the complete memory of the dream weaver, but arrange the dream and deepen the dream.

But in the face of a person with broken dreams, there is no way to start from here, many of his memories are scattered, if you forcibly enter his memory to read dreams, it is likely that his consciousness will also be lost in the labyrinth of the other party's memory.

Zhao Tianxing thought for a moment and said: "It seems that it is necessary for me to tell you the ins and outs of the matter, but this matter may be related to some secrets, and we still need to prepare." ”

It involves the secret of heaven again, Meng Juntong has an urge to roll his eyes, how to go wherever he wants to seek things are all related to the secret of heaven, this is the case in Longchuan City, it is like this in Ah Wen, and now he has come to Jinglan Xue Palace, and he has seen Zhao Tianxing, the sage of Jinglan, is still like this.

Others help themselves, and they can't say that they are going to be in others now, and they can't ask about the secret things that involve the secret of heaven, this feeling is really crazy.

Zhao Tianxing laughed: "Don't worry, I won't delay you for too long, you see, didn't I recruit all my seven disciples, it only takes one day, you can arrange a sky-covering enchantment, and then our words can also slightly weaken some causal associations." ”

When you reach the realm of a saint, the things in this world that can make you jealous are probably the supreme laws of reincarnation and karma.

"Then on this day, can you tell me something that doesn't involve the heavenly machine," Meng Juntong asked.

Zhao Tianxing pointed to the other side of the water pavilion: "That's my dojo, let's go in and talk about it." With that, he led the way ahead.

An Ning didn't follow Zhao Tianxing closely, and after Zhao Tianxing was three steps away from him again, he began to keep up, Meng Juntong noticed that An Ning's breath seemed to have recovered all of a sudden, and those breaths that had been detained by Zhao Tianxing returned to An Ning's body.

"It's really strange, what kind of relationship will be between these two people?" Meng Juntong was full of doubts, and she also followed the two of them, maybe later, she would get this answer.

Zhao Tianxing's dojo is not particularly magnificent, it is very similar to the style of the Jinglan Academy Palace in the Fulong Mountains, or more precisely, it is almost exactly the same as the palace master garden arranged for Meng Juntong in the Jinglan Palace.

"Sage, may I ask you a question?"

"Don't be so polite, if you don't mind, just call me Senior Brother Zhao. It seems that Zhao Tianxing really regards Xiao Xiao as his master, just like his disciples.

Zhao ...... Senior brother?" Meng Juntong felt that this title was a little difficult to shout, if he really called Zhao Tianxing as his senior brother, then his rank in the Confucianism line would be frighteningly high, and he would be the same generation as a saint, what kind of situation should he be.

Zhao Tianxing didn't care, and waved his hand: "What do you want to ask me, say it." ”

Meng Juntong pointed in the direction where the Jinglan Academy was located in the distance: "Why did I become the palace master of the Jinglan Academy for some reason, you have seven disciples, isn't it good to let them inherit your mantle?"

Zhao Tianxing thought that Meng Juntong was going to ask something, but he didn't expect it to be the palace master's business, and laughed at the moment: "My mantle? Where is my mantle in this Jinglan Academy, obviously it belongs to your mother, and I have never said that I am the first palace master of the Jinglan Academy, but the world takes it for granted." ”

"This is impossible, Jinglan School Palace has been established for hundreds of years, how old is my mother!" Meng Juntong immediately rejected Zhao Tianxing's statement, which didn't make sense at all.

Zhao Tianxing raised a finger mysteriously, pointed to the sky, and shook his head, this action Meng Juntong has seen too much, it involves heavenly machines, and it is unspeakable.