"Senior!" Meng Huan came to her and made a junior salute.

Meng Po scooped a bowl of turbid soup and handed it to him.

"Xiaoyou, after drinking this bowl of soup, the past is like a dream, and the past has become smoke. Meng Po had a smile on her face and seduced, making Meng Huan feel that she was doing it for her own good.

But Meng Huan had long been wary of Meng Po, how could he trust her, so he excused himself and said: "Thank you for the kindness of the seniors, the younger generations are not bothered by the past in their previous lives." ”

He felt that the Sansheng Stone was Meng Po's calculation, first let him know the "previous life", and then let him forget the "previous life", but he didn't know what the calculation was.

Meng Po handed the bowl of turbid soup to a ghost and asked him to drink it.

"Dare to ask the seniors, what is the matter with calling Meng to the bridge?" Meng Po stood there, like an ordinary person, but Meng Huan did not dare to be the slightest presumptuous, so he had to ask respectfully.

If you want to think about how much merit there is on this bridge, this Meng Po does not seem to be a monk or a Taoist, but there are no other forces to grab this territory, which is enough to prove the strength of this person.

"Xiaoyou has been to the Burning Sun Country?" Meng Po looked at Meng Huan's wrist, where he carried a vajra with a strong smell of incense.

"Is it seen?" Meng Huan originally wanted to cover it with the breath of incense, pretending to be a fairy, but he didn't expect to be seen through at a glance, Meng Po's eyesight was not comparable to those two ghosts.

"There's no need to hide it, the old body still has this bit of eyesight!" she saw that Meng Huan didn't answer her, and she didn't care, "Xiaoyou, do you know the origin of Yanyang Country?"

Meng Huan didn't understand what Meng Po was talking about, but he also replied: "I heard that the Yanyang Kingdom is a country built by the Rakshasa Kingdom that was rebelliously separated. ”

Meng Po was noncommittal to his answer, and continued to ask, "Does that little friend know the origin of the Rakshasa Kingdom?"

Although Meng Huan could guess a little, he didn't dare to say anything, after all, it was impossible for a Yuandan monk to know too many secrets.

"The juniors don't know!"

"In ancient times, when heaven and earth were first opened, the great god Pangu incarnated all things, and his dirty blood turned into a sea of blood and placed it in the netherworld. There is a spirit in the sea of blood, its name is the River Styx, cultivating the Seven Killing Dao, attaining the Tao Zun, the sea of blood is not dry, and the River Styx is not dead. ”

Meng Huan knew about this paragraph when he read the online novel in his previous life, but he didn't interrupt Meng Po and listened to her continue.

"Nuwa created a man, a saint of enlightenment, and the River Styx also created a clan, called Shura, and this Rakshasa country is Shura. ”

Sure enough, Meng Huan had already guessed, and now that it was confirmed, he asked, "Then why did Shura move here and not survive in that sea of blood?"

Meng Po glanced at him and said, "This place is the sea of blood, where did you come to migrate?"

Meng Huan was startled when he heard this, he thought of the man surnamed Cui who held the sword with a nose, and the two weathered handwritings he saw on the stone when he first entered this place, and he had a faint guess in his heart.

"Isn't this the Nine Secluded Underworld?"

Meng Po smiled and replied: "In ancient times, there was only the underworld, where did the underworld come from? ”

It turned out to be true! The reincarnation of the Houtu Ancestor was immeasurable, which made Meng Huan admire. As for the benefits of the River Styx, it is naturally that one of the six realms has opened an asura path, or one of the upper three realms, and the eighteen layers of hell are also controlled by the asura clan.

"Senior, but in front of the Houtu Ancestor Witch?"

Meng Po shook her head and said: "There is only peace in the world, where does the Houtu come from, I am her, but she is not me! Xiaoyou, shouldn't you care about the sea of blood, why do you ask about the identity of the old body?"

Meng Huan was a little embarrassed, but he was shocked in his heart, this Meng Po was really the Houtu Ancestor Witch, although it was just an incarnation. But Meng Huan couldn't figure it out, what was there in him that was worthy of a saint-level powerhouse's calculations? If he wanted something on him, couldn't he just solve it by force?

"Senior, what is dry is the sea of blood?"

Meng Po nodded and continued: "After the gods were sealed, a fire fell from the sky and burned up the sea of blood, and the Styx fought with the master of the fire, both fell, the sea of blood dried up, and the Shura clan fell into a small country. ”

That dry sea is really a sea of blood! How strong is this fire to burn a dry sea? Moreover, this sea is still transformed by the dirty blood of the Pangu god, and it is guarded by the Styx Dao Venerable. Even if the Samadhi True Fire of the Taiqing Sage, the Nanming Lihuo of the Phoenix, and the Sun True Fire of the Demon Emperor, they dare not say that they can burn up the sea of blood!

Meng Huan suddenly thought that the sea of blood had been burned up, the Rakshasa had split, and the hot sun had just been established, and the flame that burned the sea of blood would not be the holy flame of the Burning Sun Country, right?

"Senior, what about the flame of the Burning Sun Country?"

"Yes, the flame that burned the sea of blood is the holy flame of the Burning Sun Country, and the Rakshasa split is also that man's calculation. ”

"Then since this fire is so strong, why hasn't anyone taken it away and refined it?" Meng Huan blurted out, asking this question. He didn't believe that such a powerful flame would be snatched by no one, in his impression, the strength of the Yanyang Kingdom was comparable to that of the Rakshasa Kingdom, and the strongest person was estimated to be a golden immortal, and it was nothing in the flood wilderness.

"Since this fire can burn the sea of blood, how can there be no spiritual wisdom? unless it is a saint who makes a move, it is a Da Luo Jin Immortal, and it will have to pay a great price before it is possible to refine this fire. The Great Sun of the West also came here to try to subdue this fire, but in the end it was in vain. ”

Meng Huan remembered the "young man" who held the fan and threatened to extinguish the holy flame of the Yanyang Kingdom, which seemed to be just a joke at this time.

He now knew that Tie Luosha was the princess of the iron fan, but he just didn't want to face it. Although he saw that the iron fan seemed to have affection for him, and the seven children were stirred, it was a piece of wood, and he should have suffered this love and achieved a marriage.

But Meng Huan has always been getting along with the man with the iron fan, and he really doesn't feel it. Besides, the princess of the iron fan is in the middle of the catastrophe, so she can stir up less peace and less peace. If he forms a Taoist couple with Princess Iron Fan, in the future, his child will fall into the catastrophe, and he will be accepted by Guanyin and become the boy of good fortune...... The picture was too beautiful for him to dare to look at.

At the gate of Suluo City, he already knew everything, but he didn't want to face it, so he could only escape, and after walking for a while, he was thousands of miles away.

"Then why didn't any saint collect this fire?"

"Hehe, where are the saints in this heaven and earth now?" Meng Po sneered, seemingly dissatisfied with the six saints.

But Meng Huan didn't know, he only said that it was their past grievances, and Meng Po probably thought that the six saints were not worthy of being called saints.

Saints are immortal and immortal, they must still be in this world, how can there be no saints in heaven and earth?

"Seniors, don't be joking, how can there be no saints in heaven and earth? And aren't seniors saints?" Meng Huan asked, and also praised Meng Po.

"You will know about this matter in the future, and now it is harmful to tell you, as for the old body, he is considered a saint in this underworld, and he has the ability to reopen the earth, feng, shui and fire, but out of this side, it can't be counted, which is also the reason why the holy fire of the scorching sun does not dare to burn across the Lechuan River!"

Meng Huan was confused, what he would know in the future, what was harmful and unbeneficial, all of them were fools in his ears.

After talking for so long, Meng Huan still didn't know what Meng Po was looking for him, did he want him to help get the holy flame of the hot sun? It was impossible, one was that his strength was too low, and the other was that even if he got the holy fire, he would definitely not hand it over to someone else, and he would have that confidence when the time came.

"If there is nothing to do, the juniors will leave. ”

"Don't worry, little friend, you should have seen the holy flame of the Burning Sun Country, right?" Meng Po smiled and mentioned the holy flame of the Burning Sun Country again.

Meng Huan's heart suddenly sudden, could it be that Meng Po really wanted him to take the holy flame of the Yanyang Country, what Da Luo Jin Immortal couldn't do, he couldn't do.

"How can the juniors be qualified to see the holy flame of the Burning Sun Country? seniors don't have to joke!"

Meng Po didn't listen to his quibbles, and continued: "The holy fire of the Burning Sun Country has the attribute of purifying all things. And the sea of blood is the defilement of the blood of the Pangu God, and it is mixed with the blood and resentment of countless Chaos Demon Gods, and it is filthy, and this Flame of the Sun is the nemesis of the Sea of Blood, which has been burned for millions of years with the sea of blood as fuel. ”

Meng Huan didn't know why she said this, but he didn't interject, and he was listening to her story.

"The blood of this sea of blood has dissolved the resentment and evil spirit, and only the blood of the Pangu Great God and many Chaos Demon Gods remains, which contains all kinds of wonders. ”

At this time, Meng Huan heard a little famous, and Meng Po seemed to see that he had refined golden blood. And the blood of Pangu is not comparable to the blood of those Chaos Demon Gods, and the golden blood may be the pure blood of Pangu.

"Does she want to smoke my blood?" Meng Huan was worried, this Meng Po wanted his blood, and she couldn't just do it, why did she say so many things to scare him?

"The way of seven killings cultivated by Styx is extremely harmful to its own origin. But he is also amazingly talented, creating hemorrhagic nerves, specializing in cultivating the origin, turning the entire sea of blood into his body, and introducing the blood of the Flood Battlefield into the Netherworld, turning into a part of him, and being invincible in the Flood Wilderness. ”

"His method of cultivation has wasted all kinds of wonders contained in his blood. She looked at Meng Huan and asked, "Xiaoyou also got the blood in the sea of blood, right? ”

Although he was asking, Meng Huan could hear her determined tone.

Got to business?

"Back to the seniors, the juniors have indeed refined a pool of golden blood, which has increased the strength of the juniors a lot, and it seems that there is no other good!" Meng Huan didn't know that the Heaven Opening Perception in the blood had been cut off by Pangu.

"You have obtained the blood of the Emperor, but you learn the method of cultivating the origin of the Shura clan, it will not benefit you. Now that the origin is scattered all over the body, it is of no use at all, unless you cultivate the Killing Dao. ”

Meng Huan couldn't help it, he just said that he wanted blood, and he had to find so many reasons, so he said: "The seniors don't want the emperor's blood, if the seniors have a way to take it out, please take the blood." ”

When Meng Po heard his helpless tone, she burst out laughing, her voice was crisp, like a heavenly sound, very different from the old voice before.

"Ahem, Xiaoyou misunderstood, although this blood is wonderful, it is useless to me, why should I take your blood?" Her voice returned to old age, and Meng Huan even heard the annoyance from it.

"Forgive me, seniors, mainly because the seniors called me up, and I haven't explained anything, and the juniors are cranky and misunderstand the seniors. Meng Huan hurriedly replied, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Okay, since you want to be more direct, the old body will say it directly!"

For some reason, as soon as Meng Po said the word 'old body', the crisp voice echoed in Meng Huan's ears, and Meng Po's setting in his mind collapsed a little.

"Senior, please speak. ”

"You were in front of the Sansheng Stone, but you saw your past and present lives?"

When Meng Huan heard this, sure enough, this Meng Po faked his past and present lives, and was waiting for him here.

He remembered that feeling, it was all too real. In the "previous life", when the cowherd baby was old, he seemed to glance at him in reincarnation, like Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, I don't know who was in the previous life and who was in this life. He also wanted to confirm it again to see if Meng Po was calculating him, maybe there was something wrong with Sanshengshi.

"The juniors did see the past life, and dare to ask the seniors, is this true?"

"Before the Sansheng Stone, it is naturally true, but this world is all false, you think that the truth is true, and the false is false. If you come back to me in the future, I will answer you one by one. ”

Meng Po frowned, but she couldn't see anything on her old face. She can't see Meng Huan's past and present lives, and she is not like a person in the reincarnation of the Three Realms. Because of this, she wanted to cut off Meng Huan's previous life and turn him into the reincarnation of the Three Realms.

Meng Huan couldn't understand Meng Po's true and false answers, so he thought about it.

"Do you know that there will be a great tribulation in the Three Realms?" Meng Po asked when she saw that he didn't speak.

"The younger generation knows a little bit about it. ”

Meng Huan was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that Meng Po already knew about the Journey to the West Tribulation, but he was relieved in a moment, after all, this person in front of him was the number one power under the Six Sages.

"You actually know? That's okay, the Great Tribulation of the Three Realms, the living beings are in misery, I just hope that you can read that you are a member of the Three Realms living beings, and help one or two. ”

Meng Huan was stunned, wasn't the Journey to the West Tribulation planned by the power of Buddhism and the Three Realms, how could it be ruined, and why did this Meng Po seem to want to put the burden on his shoulders?

"The younger generation is terrified, and I don't know how to deal with it!"

"I can't even see through your luck, it must be the key to this catastrophe, the birth and death of the Three Realms is in your thoughts, you have to keep your heart. ”

Meng Huan still doesn't understand, the son of luck in the Journey to the West Tribulation is clearly Sun Wukong, how can he become him when he says this, does Meng Po calculate that he will interfere with the catastrophe and become the son of luck?

If he can't figure it out, he won't want to.

"Okay, I'm here to make a deal with you. ”

"The younger generation is low, how can you make a deal with the senior, and ask the senior to find someone else. ”

He is a little Yuan Dan, how can he make a deal with a half-saint, if he accepts this order, he will be a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, and he will die for a lifetime.

"I have a body refining method that suits you, how about it, do this deal or not?"

...... Shameless people say that they don't do it and take out chips to tempt others, and their hearts can be punished. Meng Po clearly saw that his origin was scattered, so she tempted him with the body refining method. And this recipe is considered to be a sage's work, how bad can it be?

The temptation of the red fruit!

"Seniors, please tell me, what do you want juniors to do?"