After a long period of dozens of questions and answers, Meng Liangliang figured it out.

It turns out that there is no firewood or pot to cook Meng Po soup. It turned out that the cooking utensils in the warehouse were just for the VIPs to create an atmosphere.

According to Jiang's description, both the previous Meng Po and the previous Meng Po used their divine power to draw out a pool of Lichuan water, boil it directly in the air, and then put it into the soup storage well. It's quick and easy to operate.

For Meng Liangliang, what made her most depressed was not the divine power of water control, but the heart fire that boiled the water of Lethe. Anyway, she still knows the method of gathering divine power, but what the hell is Xinhuo.

As if knowing what Meng Liangliang was thinking, Jiang stretched out his hands and flattened them, and the Xuanguang took a bamboo slip in a flash.

"This is a handwritten note of the experience of the previous Master Meng Po in learning divine arts, except for the first generation of Master Meng Po. ”

What is a pillow when you are sleepy, what is mineral water when you are thirsty, this is it.

With the excitement that the trouble was about to be solved and that he was about to have the ability of immortals, Meng Liangliang couldn't wait to open the bamboo slip. Then the urgency and excitement did not go up and down.

This bamboo slip is actually blank.

Empty, white, of!

She closed her eyes vigorously, and when she opened them, they were still blank. A not-so-beautiful thought rose in her mind, "This thing doesn't need to be looked at with divine power, does it?"

"Master Meng Po is so wise. Jiang blinked a pair of black grape-like eyes, and his tone was very sincere.

But is that how the word Yingming is used, it is obvious that Jiang is really slapping the horse this time. Meng Liangliang didn't feel fluttering, her self-knowledge was part of the reason, and what Jiang said next was also part of the reason.

She said, "Both the previous Master Meng Po and the previous Master Meng Po learned to cook soup in one day. Master Meng Po is so wise and wise, maybe she won't even need half a day. ”

Is this a pat on the horse or a pressure?

She doesn't have to give it to anyone, and she's already under a lot of pressure. Half a day is impossible, a day is not too likely. Because of the divine power, she hasn't touched the door yet.

In fact, she really wanted to ask how many Meng Po there were, why there were so many Meng Po, and whether other gods were like this...... She stored all these questions, and it didn't delay her to understand them slowly in the future. The most important thing at the moment is to quickly cultivate some divine power and cook the soup first.

Ask Jiang well, there is also a place to absorb the qi of the underworld in the underworld, and the nearest one is the sea of flowers on the bank of the Lechuan River.

Out of Meng Pozhuang, Meng Liangliang chose a nearby place. Maybe it's because at this moment, that is, in the underworld, the feeling is very different when you turn it around. The faintly felt power of the past, like a stream flowing and gurgling, converged into her body. What I feel at this moment is unprecedented, and it is difficult to describe the subtlety of it in any words.

The world seems to be different, and it seems that it is not the same. Everything is withered and prosperous, like a dream. All things are withered and glorious, and they are each vivid and distinct, and they touch the heart.

She seems to be different, she is still her.

Meng Liangliang restrained his expression, and reverently used his five bodies to lead the surging earth and underworld qi. And we haven't forgotten the element of "uniformity".

Jiang who was not far away first showed a bright knowing smile, and gradually the smile froze - Lord Meng Po didn't seem to be expressing her indescribable love for this sea of flowers.

She has only served two Meng Po, and both Meng Po have different cultivation methods. That's not surprising, because one of them was originally a soul body, and the other was a fox demon. She had also seen a few immortals who were originally humans, but she hadn't seen how they cultivated.

No matter how excited you are when you see the sea of flowers, you can stop after a few rolls. Although it is not excluded that the excitement is extraordinarily long-lasting. But if it were Master Meng's cultivation method, it was likely that he would roll down the Lechuan River without knowing the direction under his mental devotion.

Jiang was very unsure and couldn't ask out loud to disturb Meng Liangliang, so she picked up the key points and reminded, "Master Meng Po must be careful not to fall into the river." ”

She stared at the direction in which Meng Liangliang was rolling, and reminded her four or five times in succession.

Whenever he was disturbed when he was about to enter a more mysterious state, Meng Liangliang stopped, half sat in the sea of flowers and looked at Jiang, seeing that the other party's expression was extremely nervous, not as simple as worrying about her drowning. Besides, the other party can even fly, and it should be a matter of minutes to pick up something from the river.

The more he pondered it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and Meng Liangliang opened his mouth and asked, "Why?"

"Because it's Lethe. Remembering that this common sense of survival was unfamiliar to Meng Liangliang, Jiang quickly added, "The most convenient and fast place to seek death in the Six Realms." Ordinary creatures jumping down is the result of a deviant soul. ”

"What about the unusual?"

"Then it depends on the ability. ”

Meng Liangliang visually measured the distance between himself and the Lechuan River, and without saying a word, he got up and walked deeper into the sea of flowers. While walking, I didn't forget to be curious, "Wouldn't that also be harmful...... Evil ghosts, anyway, it's the quickest place to harm anything. ”

"How could it be. Jiang's face was full of impossibility, "This is the underworld." ”

The implication is that the security of the underworld is very good. Meng Liangliang's heart let go of most of it.

Far away from the Lechuan River, there was another Jiang Shou not far away, and Meng Liangliang devoted himself to cultivation with peace of mind. Jiang Ye was able to observe this novel cultivation method with peace of mind, and while trying to maintain her seriousness, she secretly guessed: I wonder if there is any other divine monarch who has cultivated by people like this?

In the long sea of flowers, suddenly a wind blew. The large manju sawa swayed and undulated, and those fine fragments of light and dust suddenly rose high.

Jiang's face changed, and he looked intently in the direction where the wind was coming. I saw two red shadows floating up and down in the distance, the divine light was agitated, and the hurricane was rising. This wind is affected by that place.

In the blink of an eye, the two red shadows were half a distance closer, reaching the edge of the sea of flowers. The wind in the sea of flowers became stronger and stronger, and countless fine fragments of light and dust mixed with fiery red petals rolled wildly into the air.

These two red shadow gingers are recognized. This kind of understanding is not the kind of understanding that you know me and I know you, but the understanding of these two people who are so famous that almost the whole world knows them.

But as long as they are in the same frame, there will inevitably be a fight. This is also one of the common sense of survival in the underworld.

Why is it included in the common sense of survival, of course, it is because of several examples of previous experiences: when these two fight, it is safe to avoid immediately.

Just a glance and a blink of an eye, the two of them entered the sea of flowers. Jiang didn't have time to shout, she pulled out her feet and flew towards the place where Meng Liangliang was. Although her speed was far inferior to those two, if nothing else, she would still be able to take Meng Liangliang away safely in the cracks.

As a smiling skinner, Jiang has always had good luck and rarely encounters bad luck. But today, right now, she has met her.

At this moment, Meng Liangliang had already entered the state, and all her thoughts were on that mysterious feeling, and she didn't notice the changes in just a few moments. Not to mention that there were two divine lights colliding not far away, and the residual force caused by the impact smashed to the ground, turning up a huge wave of qi, and countless Manzhu Sawa were lifted by the roots, and Meng Liangliang was also lifted at the same time.

Between the lightning and flint, Meng Liangliang felt that his body seemed to split a parabola in the air, followed by a "poof" sound.

The sense of touch perceived by the body made Meng Liangliang's heart feel cold.

It's good to say that the security is good!