Wang Meng went to Yecheng with a huge amount of money, and along the way there were non-stop battles between heaven and man in his heart, and from the beginning of his sensibility, Wang Meng lived a hard life, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as precarious.

And now that he suddenly has so much money, which is enough for Wang Meng to be rich and prosperous all his life, it is impossible to say that he does not have a little idea in his heart.

What's more, Zhou Cheng made it clear that he would not teach Wang Meng supernatural powers, which means that even if Wang Meng honestly did things for Zhou Cheng, and was finally accepted as a disciple by Zhou Cheng, all Wang Meng could get was worldly wealth and wealth, and everything was only a few decades.

Now with this gold, Wang Meng actually doesn't have to struggle, and he doesn't have to worship under Zhou Cheng's door, as long as he takes the gold and flies away, he can live a life of being a human being.

At the same time, Zhou Cheng also said that even if Wang Meng left with money, he would not pursue it.

In such a free-for-nothing and easy way, Wang Meng's heart became more and more excited.

"Maybe this is the old man's test for me, right? Legend has it that Zhang Liang was tested many times before worshipping Huangshi Gong, but this kind of money is really exciting...... "Wang Meng is also a thoughtful person, when he himself came up with the idea of taking the money for himself, he actually vaguely guessed that this was Zhou Cheng's test.

It's just such a simple and obvious test, but it directly hits people's weaknesses, which makes Wang Meng's heart more and more shaken.

On one side is the easy wealth of a life, and on the other side is the unknown road of the future, how to choose Wang Meng's move.

This is the choice that Wang Meng has to make, and it is also the choice that Zhou Cheng will face.

In the courtyard of the house in the mountains, Zhou Cheng looked at the sky with a complicated expression, and in his eyes, a purple heavenly providence long knife appeared in the sky.

Although he had the idea of taking Wang Meng as a disciple, the final test was still ongoing.

Zhou Cheng hopes that Wang Meng can have a master-apprentice relationship with him, if not, Zhou Cheng actually wants to know, if he kills this Son of Destiny, what will happen, and how will a new Son of Destiny appear?

Zhou Cheng has already felt since yesterday that as long as he has a killing intent towards Wang Meng, the Heavenly Will Robbery Knife will begin to condense, and the killing intent will dissipate, and the Heavenly Will Robbery Knife will also disappear silently.

"If you return, you and I will be masters and apprentices, if you leave, resist the providence of heaven again, I will still kill you...... Don't let me down....." Zhou Cheng looked at the sky and muttered to himself with some amazement.

Only Zhou Cheng knew in his heart that he had lied to Wang Meng just now!

Wang Meng came to Yecheng again with a lot of concern, he walked to the restaurant that could only discourage him, and the aroma of wine and meat wafting out of the restaurant made Wang Meng swallow his saliva.

Stopping in front of the restaurant, Wang Meng subconsciously touched the money bag in his arms, carrying a huge amount of money, which made Wang Meng a lot bolder, and he gritted his teeth and walked into the restaurant.

"What does this young master want to eat?" As soon as Wang Meng entered the restaurant, a guy greeted him.

"Bring me all your signature dishes. Wang Meng found a good place to sit down, the table was remote and elegant, but not many people noticed him.

"So many...... Can this young master eat alone?" the guy looked at Wang Meng with some suspicion.

Although this guy didn't snub Wang Meng because of his shabby dress, opening his mouth was all the signature dishes, which still made the guy worry in his heart, and he was afraid that this Wang Meng was eating the overlord meal.

"This ..... Actually, I'm not alone. A few days later, my lord wants to entertain a few distinguished guests from afar, because these distinguished guests have extraordinary tastes, so the lord asked me to look for unique flavored food in this Yecheng, how can I know that it is unique if I don't eat it?

"I see..... The small ones will be arranged, please rest assured, the signature dishes of our restaurant are unique in Yecheng. The guy hurriedly smiled.

Wang Meng's calm explanation, and the dazzling golden bean, made the guy have no doubts at the end.

Soon a table of sumptuous food was placed in front of Wang Meng, Wang Meng had seen so many big fish and meat for more than ten years, this kind of gap between heaven and earth, Wang Meng instantly felt that he had not lived a human life before.

At the end of the day, Wang Meng was only a teenager, and it was the age when young people couldn't resist the temptation, he devoured the food on the table, drank a sip of good wine, and strengthened the idea of holding money and being at ease in his heart.

This table of delicacies Wang Meng ate for nearly half an hour, and then he couldn't eat it anymore, so he got up and left with a satisfied face.

Wang Meng, who was already a little drunk, walked out of the restaurant, the streets of Yecheng were still bustling, and there were still those small traders who were struggling to survive on both sides of the street.

A feeling of being in a different world, Wang Meng was a little overwhelmed for a while, and he didn't know what he should do next?

"Huh, Wang Meng, why don't you come to set up a stall today?" Wang Meng unconsciously walked to the place where he used to set up a stall, and a woman in her thirties looked at Wang Meng empty-handed, and asked kindly.

"Oh..... Aunt Li: There are some things to do today, so I won't set up a stall. Wang Meng knew this woman, and he also knew that this woman's son died two months ago because he was sick and finally had no money to get medicine.

This is the case in troubled times, in addition to those who were killed or starved to death in the chaos, there are many more who die because they have no money for treatment.

People are like ants, and their lives are like grass mustard, and they may die at any time.

Wang Meng walked a few more steps, and saw that the place he used to occupy was empty today, and next to that position, an uncle who originally sold straw mats and straw shoes did not come today.

"Aunt Li, Uncle Erniu didn't come today?" Wang Meng stopped and turned back to ask Aunt Li.

This Erniu is a good person, Wang Meng's technique of weaving straw mats is still taught by Erniu, in the past, they are poor people who are struggling on the line of life and death all day long, and they also support each other, and they can help as much as possible.

"Alas..... Shortly after you left yesterday, Erniu fainted on the road with hunger, and at this time, a team of cavalry passed by, and Erniu was trampled directly by the horse and died......" Aunt Li said with palpitations, but she just couldn't bear the miserable scene at that time, in fact, they had seen too much of this kind of thing, and they were a little numb.

"Who is it?" Wang Meng was not surprised, even before they had the consciousness that they could die at any time.

"It's that Beizhong Lang Shi Min, who somehow suddenly returned, and walked around the city as if he was looking for someone. Aunt Li also said with some curiosity.

Wang Meng glanced at Aunt Li, and then looked at the place where someone should have sold straw mats, his heart was also mixed, and he said a few words to Aunt Li casually, and then left here.

"Wang Meng, Wang Meng..... In vain, you still looked down on Zhuge Wuhou in the past, although Zhuge Wuhou was a loser, he was still dedicated to supporting the Han family, even after death, he would leave what he had learned all his life to future generations, you still boasted of Zhang Liang, you only thought about yourself, how could you ever think about others, you didn't have the mind to save the common people, what did Zhang Liang do?" Wang Meng walked as he walked, and a voice in his head kept scolding him.

Wang Meng continued to walk, completely aimless, and even he didn't know where to go, and another voice in his head continued to bewitch him: "Wang Meng, Wang Meng..... It doesn't matter what the people of the world are? What do you have to do with it? How capable are you, and you can live a comfortable life, so what kind of care? People have lived in a hurry for decades, and they can have fun in time, so why bother and work hard?"

Two voices kept ringing in Wang Meng's mind, and before he knew it, he had walked out of the city.

"Boom ....." Suddenly there was a thunderclap in the sky, and then the raindrops the size of beans began to fall.

Wang Meng was awakened by the thunder, and the sudden heavy rain instantly soaked his clothes.

The rain was too heavy, it had washed away Wang Meng's hair, he subconsciously used his hand to brush away the hair that covered his eyes, and through the rain curtain Wang Meng suddenly found that he had come to the mass grave outside the city at some point.

Mountains of corpses piled up in the eye, some of which had already exposed their bones, were washed away by the rain, and blood flowed like a torrent in the mass graves.

Wang Meng gasped, even though he was washed away by the heavy rain, he could still smell the stench.

"Man is like an ant..... Life is like a mustard...... Destiny is unfair......" Wang Meng said to himself in a low voice, and the last sentence of Destiny was unfair, but he raised his head and roared at the rain curtain in the sky.

"Boom ......" A louder and louder thunder sounded, which seemed to be in response to Wang Meng's roar, and it seemed that the sky was angry because of Wang Meng's disrespect.

Within a radius of hundreds of miles from Yecheng, it is pouring rain and thunder at the moment.

In the mountain courtyard, Zhou Cheng stood under the eaves, leisurely watching the rain flowing from the eaves.

Suddenly, a thunderclap sounded, and Zhou Cheng raised his head suddenly, staring at the sky with his eyes.

In Zhou Cheng's eyes, in the sky above the rain curtain, a purple long knife slowly stretched out from the void, constantly condensing, as if it was about to be cut down.

And the blade of the purple long knife was aimed at Wang Meng in the mass grave.

"Hmm, what happened to this Wang Meng? I had to protect his providence yesterday, why did I take the initiative to kill him today?" Zhou Cheng looked puzzled, and his heart was even more shocked.

If Wang Meng is the son of Heaven's destiny, then he must have undergone some changes, and this change is still contrary to Heaven's will.

Or maybe yesterday's providence robbery knife was not aimed at Zhou Cheng, but originally against Wang Meng?

"Lingqi..... Simulated ....." didn't have time to think about it, Zhou Cheng sighed lightly, and then twelve spirit chess pieces flew out from behind him.

This Lingqi is left after the reincarnation of the Dongfang Spirit, according to Manjushri that day, this set of Lingqi should be just a treasure projection.

Xuan Xian's clothes were wrapped in the reincarnation of the Oriental Spirit, but he left this set of Spirit Chess, and then it was obtained by Zhou Cheng, Zhou Cheng has been studying the way of calculation over the years, and the control of this Spirit Chess is also becoming more and more handy.

And one of the greatest uses of Lingqi is that it contains Taoist rhyme.

I saw Zhou Cheng Yuan Shen controlling the spirit chess, and soon countless rhymes were intertwined, forming a mysterious rune.

Dao Yun runes flashed, exuding a unique brilliance, and went straight towards the Heavenly Sword.

This is Zhou Cheng's strongest method now, using spirit chess and huge divine thoughts to simulate the debut rhyme rune.