Meng Ying came back to her senses, and in front of her was the secret room exactly the same as just now, she skillfully walked up the secret passage, and when she arrived at the door, she raised her hand and shook the bell on the door. Moments later, the door opened, revealing the opposite room.

"Why did you come here all of a sudden?"

In front of the desk in the room stood a monk in a snow-white robe, with a long beard, but he looked quite young, if there were monks from the town, he would definitely find that this was the current patriarch of the Meng family.

"I've met Ghost Mo," Meng Ying walked over and said in a cold voice.

"What did she find?" Meng Sheng's hand holding the talisman paused, and he raised his head to look at Meng Ying, who was also his only daughter.

"I don't know," Meng Ying walked over and sat down, "but she's already Jindan Da Perfection." ”

"Ten years from the Qi refining period to the Jindan Great Perfection, I'm afraid I don't have time to discover something," Meng Sheng heard this and continued to draw the talisman seal, "You don't have to be anxious, if you really get that spiritual object, it will be worth it for many years." ”

"I'm a hundred years old," Meng Ying put her hand on the handle and held it tightly, "I've waited for more than twenty years for this ethereal thing. ”

A few years ago, there was news that Xiao Changhe had been promoted to the Yuan Infant, Meng Ying was a genius on the same level as him in the early years, and he was very famous on the entire continent, but because he wanted to find his mother and get the spiritual objects hidden in the northern land, it took twenty years to live.

Now that Huo Zijun has been in retreat, and the Mo Ghost in the Northland has also advanced to the Jindan Great Perfection, the promotion is just around the corner, only she is stagnant, how can she not be in a hurry?

"What, in a hurry?" Meng Sheng heard her tone, and suddenly said meaninglessly, "I don't want to find your mother?" His eyes narrowed slightly, "That place, but only monks below the Yuan Infant Stage can enter." ”

"Where the hell is my mother, what is at the bottom of the river, I don't believe you don't know anything!" Meng Ying's tone was excited.

"I really don't know," Meng Sheng shrugged, "When the accident happened back then, I was with your mother, and she accidentally fell into one of the dark rivers that suddenly appeared, causing a disturbance in it. ”

"I wanted to save her, but I was blocked by the self-protection of the spirit creatures, and I couldn't get in," he shook his head with some regret, "The dark river disappeared quickly, and I didn't find anything after looking around for a long time, so I called you back." ”

"Why don't you report to the family and report to the family?" Meng Ying forced herself to calm down.

"Don't you know this kind of self-protection?" Meng Sheng squinted his eyes slightly, put the talisman pen on the table, and made a 'snap' sound, "The spiritual object that can generate protection will be a masterpiece no matter how you say it, are you willing to give it away?"

Spiritual objects above the sixth order have guardian demon beasts around them, and more cherished spiritual objects are not only guarded by demon beasts, but also can generate self-protection, similar to the secret realm, which can generally restrict the approach of high-level monks.

"But I've been in the Far North for twenty years, and I've found nothing..." Meng Ying's fingertips turned white and said immediately.

"That's what you don't dare to look for recklessly!" Meng Sheng interrupted her, clapping his hand on the table, "This year is the year of handover, and it is the turn of the Meng family to guard the Far North, this is our chance, you don't have to worry about anyone finding out." ”

The three major families guard the Northland, which is mainly divided into three tasks, one is the guard of Shuangquan Town itself, the second is to guard the Northland Snow Field and Tianchi, and the third is to observe the Far North.

Every ten years, the three major families will change their tasks, and this year is the time for the handover, and when the Meng family takes care of the Far North, he will send his henchmen over, Meng Ying will not be restrained, and no one below the Yuan Ying can beat her.

Meng Ying closed her eyes and lowered her head slightly, "I want to see my mother's soul lamp." ”

"Yes," Meng Sheng twisted his fingers around his sleeves, "It's inside, you can go and see for yourself," he opened the secret room behind the bookshelf, motioning for Meng Ying to go in, and when there was no one in the room, the cruelty in his eyes flashed away.

"Mother. ”

Meng Ying's hand was covered with a faint light on the soul lamp, not strong, but it was quite stable, she could suppress and cultivate for twenty years with peace of mind, and the support in her heart was also here.

"I'll save you. ”

Meng Sheng watched Meng Ying come out, there was no color on his face, and he breathed a sigh of relief almost invisibly, "How is it?" he asked, but he was sure in his heart that Meng Ying would never give up on her mother, "Your mother is still alive, just somewhere in the far north." ”

"After March, I will go to the extreme north again," Meng Ying regained her composure, calmed her face, and went back directly along the secret passage.

When the silence in the room was restored, Meng Sheng walked slowly to the secret room behind the bookshelf, there was only a soul lamp placed in it, he walked over and picked it up gently, pressed the gap at the top, and the soul fire inside was instantly extinguished, and when the bulge such as the button was pulled out, the soul lamp lit up again.

"Huh..."

Meng Sheng put it back in place again, "Fang Hui, that's all you can do, I wonder if your daughter can help me get the spiritual object?"

He stretched out his hand, and the veins in his wrist flashed black and purple.

......

Mo Ghost didn't stay in Shuangquan Town for long, and soon returned to the extreme north, wandering among the glaciers and snowy mountains, searching for demon beasts.

As soon as March passed, the weather in Shuangquan Town warmed up, but it was still cold in the far north.

Coming out of a small river, Mo Ghost found a place to light the cedars, and finally brought some heat on his body to dispel the cold.

There are many glaciers and dark rivers in the far north, which are connected underground, but because the divine consciousness can only be used on a small scale, there are also obstacles in the direction of identification, and they often can't distinguish anything, and they don't know where they came from.

The place where she was at the foot of a mountain, and there was just a crack, and she honestly stayed here to make a fire to keep warm.

Just as she was almost recovering, and wanted to jump again, there was a sudden sound of footsteps not far away.

Mo Ghost stopped and looked in that direction.

"It's already in the far north, you are scattered, be careful, I'll go to the depths. Meng Ying said to the monk behind her.

"Sister Meng Ying, the patriarch is too much, he actually let you go deep into the hinterland alone," a female cultivator who didn't look very old spoke, pouting, looking quite delicate, "How dangerous it is there!"

"Don't talk nonsense," a male cultivator interrupted her and looked at Meng Ying, "Patriarch Xu wants you to go through it." ”

"You don't have to worry about me, pay more attention to the situation here, don't cause trouble and don't be afraid," Meng Ying seemed to be angry, and said with a cold face, "I'll go first." ”

The rest of the Meng family looked at her departing back until it disappeared, glanced at each other, and gave each other a look, but they didn't say much, and scattered to various places.

After they all left, Mo Ghost came out of the crack, muttering, "Meng family?"

Yes, as soon as March passed, several major families handed over the task, and now in the far north, it is not the Ping family that I saw a few days ago, but the Meng family.

But...

Mo Ghost looked at the direction Meng Ying left, thought for a moment and raised his heels, and soon disappeared.

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