Chapter 65: Secret Help

"Alien spirits?" The middle-aged scribe was taken aback and hurriedly asked, "Your Highness, are you talking about the spirit of extraterritorial piercing?"

"Alien spirits don't just refer to the spirit of the realm!" Meng Min shook his head slowly.

This gentleman of his is full of wealth and knowledge, but he is not from the Five Great Academies of Shenzhou, so he does not know much about the secret of strange spirits.

"There are three kinds of strange spirit secrets that have been passed down from the Xianwu Sect. The first is what Mr. said about the spirit of the Piercing Realm. Meng Min organized his words and said.

"Today, we all know that the world we live in is not the only realm in the universe. There are countless worlds outside this realm, and the immortal and demon realms occupied by the Immortal Martial Sect are all small realms attached to this realm......"

"The so-called spirit of the realm refers to the alien souls of other worlds that have passed through the membrane of the realm. Meng Min groaned and continued, "There are quite a few of these otherworldly spirits, but most of them will die immediately after crossing the realm, and only a very few will possess the creatures of this realm. ”

"It's just that intelligent beings have a strong desire to do business, and the spirits of the other world are rarely able to successfully possess humans, so they can only be attached to animals and plants. If these otherworldly spirits can retain their memories and possess cultivation techniques that are in line with the laws of this realm, then they will become demons and spirits......"

Meng Min stood up as he spoke, standing with his hands in his hands, "This is also one of the origins of a small number of demons and spirits in Shenzhou! However, this kind of otherworldly spirit basically can't turn over the wind and waves, and it is not too dangerous to the humans of Shenzhou. ”

"And what are the other two spirits?"

The middle-aged scribe looked at the strange light and hurriedly asked, he really didn't know much about strange spirits, but now he was unwilling to let go.

"The second kind of spirit is called the reincarnation of the spirit, this kind of spirit body is the reincarnation of the masters of the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism, they could not break the void in their previous life and promote to the immortal realm, so when the longevity is approaching, they will use great perseverance to dissolve the Dharma body, and only let a little true spirit reincarnate. ”

Meng Min said with a smile, "Unless this reincarnated spirit enters the innate again, it can't touch the memories of its previous life, and it is no different from ordinary people." Even if they can re-enter the innate world, they will generally only devote themselves to martial arts, in order to break through the bottlenecks and shackles of their previous lives, and they have little to do with the world. ”

"I'm going to talk about the third kind of spirit, which is called the spirit of pushing back......"

"The spirit of pushing back?" said the middle-aged scribe Qi, "pushing back can refer to the ancient scholars Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng, who made "Push ~ Back Picture"?"

"Yes, it is the "Push ~ Back Picture" made by those two people. Meng Min said with a smile, "The spirit of pushing the back refers to the soul of a strange person whose soul conceals a trace of the laws of the Heavenly Dao, so it can learn from Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng for divination and calculation." ”

Legend has it that Li Chunfeng died violently in the second month after the publication of "Push ~ Back Picture". And Yuan Tiangang was able to live longer, also because since then, he has kept silent about any words on "Push ~ Back Picture". ”

When the middle-aged scribe heard this, his expression was shocked, and he blurted out, "Then His Highness is ......?"

"I also thought I was a spirit of pushing back, but later~ after many investigations, I found that it was different from the so-called spirit of pushing back. The middle-aged scribe didn't finish speaking, but Meng Min already understood what he meant, shook his head and sighed.

"Sir should have heard the story of Zhuang Zhou's dream of butterflies, right? I am a bit similar to Zhuang Zhou, but Zhuang Zhou dreamed of the life of a butterfly, and I am ......"

"Your Highness, don't say it again!" The middle-aged scribe suddenly stood up and said with a face full of remorse, "It's Meng Lang down there, since the heavenly opportunity can't be revealed, he shouldn't have asked about it!"

What Meng Min said was a bit absurd, but the middle-aged scribe already believed it.

In this way, he can also solve the doubts that he has always had in his heart, because Meng Min is usually very prescient, and it seems difficult to imagine that he can succeed in some of the things he does except for knowing in advance.

"It doesn't matter, I still don't know if what I dreamed and saw that day is true, because what I have done so far has been very few successful in the end, even less than thirty percent!" Meng Min said with a wry smile, "This is not a leak at all, just a little better than foresight." ”

"That'...... Your Highness's worries today are related to what you have dreamed and seen!" the middle-aged scribe asked cautiously.

"Yes, as I saw in my dream, I was originally an idle marquis of Shu, and I was finally sealed in Jiameng City, and I was the last marquis of Shu. Meng Min looked complicated, sighed and said, "In my dream, I eat, drink and have fun all day long, and I don't want to make progress, and I only live for more than forty years. ”

"So, I don't have many useful memories left in my head, just some important events. Meng Min said this, his expression was solemn, "Many of these major events are related to a person, and this person will usher in a major turning point in his life tonight!"

"If I remember correctly, this person will agree to a certain request of the first teacher tonight out of the desire to repay his kindness, and force himself to complete it!" Meng Min said with an ugly face, "But there is no luck in martial arts, this person will definitely usher in a rare fiasco in his life in half a year, and he will be seriously injured and dying, leaving a hidden danger of eternal life on his body." ”

"It's just that this person is resolute, and in six years, he will come out of the shadow of defeat and attack the martial arts again. Meng Min shook his head and sighed, "The second time he will shine and reach the top among ten thousand martial artists." However, by then, the gains were outweighed, and he lost six precious years......"

"Looking at the entire Shu Kingdom, only I can help him at this time!"

"......" The middle-aged scribe was speechless, silent for a long time, and finally asked, "Your Highness is afraid that if he has not experienced this fiasco, he will have weaknesses in his heart, which will affect his future martial arts achievements?"

"No, this person is resolute and resolute, and his heart is natural, and it has been proven before!" Meng Min said with a smile, "It's just that if I intervene to help him now, it's still too early." It is equivalent to exposing him to the Immortal Gate Martial Arts six years in advance, which adds infinite variables......"

"Oh?" the middle-aged scribe was surprised.

"For example, if he can still meet his second teacher, or if the senior brothers around him have changed, will it affect what he will do in the future!" Meng Min said distressedly, "But if Mou doesn't help him, the physical hidden dangers caused by this incident will suppress his future cultivation in disguise......"

The middle-aged scribe was silent again, this is indeed a difficult thing to do, no wonder Meng Min hesitated and made a decision.

However, after all, the middle-aged scribe was a man of extraordinary wisdom, and after a long time, the expression on his face returned to indifference.

"Your Highness, what is the strength of this person, will it affect your plans in the future?"

"I don't need his help for my big plan!" Meng Min said with a strange look on his face, "This person has a lot to do with it...... Far beyond what Mr. thinks now, he will even implicate the national fortunes of the entire Shu Kingdom, otherwise, how can I be in a dilemma!"

"What?!" The middle-aged scribe's face finally changed, he had already thought of what to say, but Meng Min's words obviously exceeded his expectations, and he didn't dare to continue to speak.

"Sir should have an idea, you might as well talk about it!" Meng Min looked at the middle-aged scribe meaningfully.

"Your Highness, maybe you haven't been here tonight?" the middle-aged scribe smiled bitterly, feeling like he was cocooned and self-bound.

"Haha, Mr. is joking, now I am thinking about staying out of the matter, but it is not the way to be a minister!" Meng Min blinked narrowly, and said with a smile, "Mr. just said that 'solving problems for the Lord is within my own responsibility', the words are still in my ears, I haven't forgotten it, right?"

The middle-aged scribe was embarrassed, sighed, and said thoughtfully: "This matter is very important, but it is up to His Highness to make his own decision. If you have to open your mouth below, then you can only tell the truth below. ”

"Sir, please speak!" Meng Min was solemn and bowed with his fists.

"I don't know much about martial arts, but I also know that martial arts are extremely important. The middle-aged scribe squinted his eyes and said, "Listening to what His Highness said just now, this person is resolute and resolute, his heart has been determined, and his martial arts achievements in the future will definitely not be low." Such a person is only afraid that the influence of others is very small, and he still can't escape......"

"If this person has escaped this catastrophe, if it is a good thing, everything will be stopped! If it is a bad thing, with the power of His Highness, can't he help him become a good thing again?"

"Great goodness!" Meng Min's eyes lit up, only to feel that the dark clouds in the sky dispersed in an instant.

The influence of the Shu royal clan on the Xianwu Sect was minimal, but the person in Meng Min's heart, including his second teacher and a group of senior brothers, was still insignificant.

Therefore, Meng Min can help, even if it is six years in advance, he has a way to get something back on track six years later.

"Zhong Dong can be there?" As soon as he thought of this, Meng Min did not hesitate anymore and shouted towards the door.

"Subordinates are here!" the voice of the brocade-clad samurai sounded outside the door.

"Bring that person to Hongyang Pavilion!" Meng Min said in a deep voice.

"No!" the brocade-clad samurai's footsteps slowly walked away.

"Your Highness, let me retire!" said the middle-aged scribe.

But he didn't want to get involved anymore, what Meng Min did was related to heaven. The more he knew, the more he was afraid that it would be bad for Meng Min, and at this time, he should not be able to hear or see it.

......

"Your Highness, the people have been brought!"

Not long after the middle-aged scribe left, the voice of the brocade-clothed samurai sounded outside the door again.

"Come in!"

"Xie Yu, see Your Highness!"

I saw a young swordsman outside the door soon walked into the lobby, this person had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a nose like a hanging gall, sideburns like a knife, and a heroic spirit. After he entered the room, he knelt down on one knee to give Meng Min a salute.

Meng Min glanced at the long knife on his waist, but he didn't care too much. The palace department where Xie Yu works can indeed enter Hongyang Pavilion with a knife, except for meeting the King of Shu and the concubines of the harem, there is no need to untie the knife in front of other princes and princesses.

"Xie Yu, what do I do to you?" Meng Min asked expressionlessly.

"His Royal Highness treats his subordinates with great kindness, and if he is sent, even if he goes to the soup and fire, he will not hesitate!" Xie Yu replied solemnly.

"There's no need to go to the soup and the fire!" Meng Min's eyes moved slightly, and he said slowly, "You will go to Qingcheng to take the exam next summer, and I have one thing to ...... you do."

"Your subordinates are frightened, Your Highness, please speak up!" Xie Yu was surprised and looked up at Meng Min.

"Qingcheng's martial arts disciples who took the exam this time, I have a few people who are quite optimistic. If you meet these people in the exam, you may lose to them!" Meng Min quietly took out a list from his cuffs.

Xie Yu frowned slightly at first, and when he took over the list in Meng Min's hand, he was immediately greatly relieved.

There are only more than ten names on this list, and there are tens of thousands of martial artists in Qingcheng every time they take the exam, and it is fate to meet one of them!

What's more, there are many martial arts trials in Qingcheng, even if he is unlucky to meet one, losing one of them will have no impact on whether he can enter Qingcheng or not. If he really met the people on the list in a row, then Xie Yu could really be regarded as smoking from the ancestral tomb.

When Xie Yu retreated, Meng Min finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Except for one name on the list, the rest were all made up, and Xie Yu would only meet this person. Xie Yu's release of water to this person this time is not a bad thing for him.

Because according to what Meng Min saw in his dream, although that person was defeated by Xie Yu next year, when he soared into the sky, although he had never troubled Xie Yu, there were as many warriors who wanted to step on Xie Yu to approach that person, but they were like carp crossing the river.

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