said that the wind is the rain, Meng Tian didn't care what the situation was now, he directly asked him to "teach" Fu Zhu's complete version of "Refining the Spirit".

Fu Zhu, on the other hand, looked at the direction of the Lieyang Sect's residence in a panic.

"No, no, junior brother, it's not very convenient to learn here, or let's wait until I go back to Taixumen!"

Meng Tian nodded, feeling that Fu Zhu was right, he couldn't meditate outside at all.

Although the Sutra of Peace is sometimes similar to the meditation talisman and the meditation formula, it may be practiced faster in the mountain gate.

"If you want to go back to Taixumen and learn again, it's okay! Now Taixumen really needs you, the elder in charge, to go back!"

"Okay, then I'll stay here and see what they're going to do!"

Meng Tian summoned the magic sword and prepared to send Fu Zhu back in one go, "Demon Sword, let's send Senior Brother Fu Zhu back!"

Seeing the ordinary magic sword over there, Fu Zhu remembered that it seemed to be very convenient for Meng Tian to come when he left the Burning Sun Sect.

"I'm going back, I think it's better to continue to find out what they're up to!"

"What are you looking for, don't you already know so much information? My Edgeworth is very fast, and I can go back in a breath! Don't worry, it's also very convenient to come out in the future!"

"It's okay, judging from your and my information, we may not be able to help them suppress the Imperial Academy with all their might! Sometimes, there are ......trade-offs to be weighed."

Meng Tian didn't know what to weigh, he felt that if Fu Zhu was an official in the court, or an emperor or something, he needed to weigh it.

"Okay, you tell the boss all this, let him decide!"

Meng Tian didn't like these tedious things, what sect struggles, what trade-offs and cons, what fateful battles, he didn't want to study.

Anyway, it's adhering to a philosophy: if you don't mess with me, it's fine, if you mess with me, I'll suck you to dry!

Demon Sword also agrees with his philosophy.

As a senior brother, as a steward elder, Fu Zhu felt the need to show the virtue of "loving the young" of the senior brother and the elder in front of the little junior brother!

"That, why don't I come to the sword!" Fu Zhu walked up to Meng Tian and prepared to step on the magic sword.

Meng Tian remembered Ning Shanshan's prostration at that time, and then shook his head and vetoed, this is not to give Fu Zhu face, but to really think about him.

"Well, that Senior Brother Fu Zhu, you Imperial Sword, maybe, maybe, probably be sucked dry of aura!"

Hearing that he had drained his aura, Fu Zhu dispelled the idea of "driving" in person.

What are you kidding, he knows what kind of "inhalation strength" Meng Tian has!

He didn't want to be the horror of those dried corpses!

"Let's go!"

"Ah......h

Fu Zhu knew that the little junior brother was very fast, but he didn't expect it to be so fast!

When he stood at the gate of Haotian Peak, his head was still a little groggy, and he felt like he had only taken a breath in the past, and it felt like many years had passed.

"Senior brother, I'm home! Since I'm back, I'll call Senior Brother Liangzi or Senior Brother Mu Yu to teach you, anyway, both of them will be now!"

"Uh, is that so? ...... Why don't I go and see Flowey first......"

Meng Tian squinted and smiled, hey, Senior Sister Hua is still very important!

"Okay, then it's up to you!"

After Meng Tian finished speaking, he flashed directly to Qionglai Peak.

"Brother Pretty Boy!"

"Little junior brother!"

When Liang Zai heard Meng Tian's voice, he immediately interrupted his practice and ran out in a hurry.

"Well, Senior Brother Fu Zhu is back, the latest spirit refining method, you can teach him!"

"Ah, I taught him, he ...... The Soul Refining Method was researched by him and you, I, I'll teach it...... That ......"

Fu Zhu is an elder in the infancy of the Yuan Dynasty, and Liang Zai, who has always been timid, is a little uncomfortable.

It's like a primary school student with the lowest grades, one day he learned how to use office software, but one of his former teachers didn't know it, and now he needs to teach it himself!

He was a little timid, a little twisty.

"Well, that's it! bye......"

After speaking, Meng Tian flashed again.

"Master Demon Sword, let's go to the Wu Clan!"

"The Wu Clan is actually densely forested, and the natural aura is more abundant than your here, but for so many years, no monks have gone there to practice, do you know why?"

Speaking of the magic sword, Meng Tian was really interested.

"Why?"

"Because the Wu clan has secret techniques that can manipulate people's souls, some Mahayana monks are easy to be hit!"

"So powerful? Lady Shirando, they just seem to know how to use fire!"

"Yes, because they are also divided into many races and tribes, each with its own special secret arts......"

"For example?"

"For example, puppetry, Gu magic, fire control, divination, ......"

"What is the one who cultivates with the demon beast and waits until the demon beast cultivates to become an adult and then merges with it?"

"You said that, that, I don't know what it's called, but they seem to be the descendants of Chiyou!"

"Chiyou, you say Chiyou, that cow-headed person, bird-winged chicken-footed Chiyou?"

"Well, almost!"

"Interesting!"

Meng Tian was now even more interested in the trip to the Wu Clan.

There are very few immortal cultivators in Zhongzhou who practice some strange things, such as the Taoist divination technique and the stargazing technique, Meng Tian did not see it.

This may have to go to Oriental Shenzhou, this kind of mysterious and mysterious thing is the most attractive.

As for these mysterious things of the Wu Clan, now they can go and take a look under the pretext of doing business with Si Shiranduo.

"Well, I won't be controlled by that puppet technique when I go there!"

The magic sword began to despise Meng Tian again.

"Have you seen Parasite?"

"Also, you actually know "Parasite"?"

"That's right, you're a parasitic beast now!"

"I feel like you're scolding me, but I don't have any evidence, and there's a sense of unhappiness that I'm offended in the bottom of my heart!"

"The bamboo shoots in the mountains are sharp mouths, thick skin, and hollow stomachs, you are too void Taoist, timid, afraid of death, and have no brains!"

"I don't know if I have a brain, but I do know that some swords that always like to call themselves uncles are in danger of being sealed!"

"Stop! If you can't say it, you can threaten it with a seal, it's not a gentleman's doing!"

"If a gentleman doesn't move his mouth, don't I just want to do it if I'm not a gentleman!

After saying goodbye, Meng Tian put the magic sword into the storage jade pendant.

Anyway, it was no longer in the realm of Zhongzhou, because he could clearly feel the increase in the temperature around him.

It's only the farther south you go, the hotter it gets.

"It seems that the earth in this world is still round! The south is still warmer than the north!"

Meng Tian, who was walking in the forest, began to sweat, and beads of sweat were already faintly oozing from his head.

Suddenly, a rush of urine hits.

Meng Tian looked around expectantly.

No one!

Then he prepared his weapon for the crime, pointed against a slope, and began to release water!

"Sure enough, there is no foundation, there is no golden pill, I still have to eat, drink and Lazar! It's a little annoying......"

"Yike...... Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

Suddenly, a man covered in red mud jumped out, holding a stone spear tied to sharpened spikes and dancing wildly at Meng Tian, still screaming in a language he didn't understand.

Meng Tian was startled, the waterline actually turned into a string of water beads, and then he was almost suffocated again!

"What the hell? Is this the indigenous here? How do you look like an African!"

(End of chapter)