Just as Wang Meng shook his head and sighed, there was a sudden sound of a bell banging on the iron door.

Someone's coming.

"Wang Meng. ”

Wang Meng turned his head slowly, his hair was now disheveled, his face was full of stubble, and his white robe was like a prisoner in the world, dirty and messy, and he was no longer the brocade clothes and jade crown of the past.

In fact, with his cultivation, it is not impossible to shake away the dust, clean his body, and be full of energy.

This is because his state of mind has been disturbed, and his mind has died.

Don't want to do that.

His lowered eyelids slowly pulled up, and he caught a glimpse of a thin red figure, a faint fragrance overflowing, a person he knew very well.

"Gong Jiuling?" Wang Meng smiled, "What, did you come to see my joke?"

"Wang Meng, how did you become like this?" Gong Jiuling's expression was a little complicated, with regret, incomprehension, and a little sadness.

No matter what, Wang Meng is also one of the best geniuses among the disciples who entered the inner gate with her.

If it weren't for Chen Mo's existence, I'm afraid that the most dazzling genius in the sect now would be Wang Meng.

Wang Meng's current achievements are not just relying on the connections and resources of Xiangguofu, but he does have extraordinary talent and unremitting efforts to forge today's achievements.

However, such a genius has become depraved because of the change of his father's identity.

In fact, even though Wang Meng put on a black robe and his temperament changed greatly, he still did not fall into the demon.

His mind is still pure.

It's just that the mood has been disturbed, and the mind has also been disturbed, and the realm has fallen. Now Wang Meng. It's just a beginner at the sixth level of the Spirit Fetal Realm.

What was once glorious is a thing of the past.

Gong Jiuling couldn't bear to say, "Your father has fallen into the devil." But you didn't fall into the devil, why should you do this? Besides, maybe Wang Qianyuan is not your biological father?"

Wang Meng laughed self-deprecatingly and shook his head again and again while listening, until Gong Jiuling's last sentence came out, he suddenly heard a thunderclap, his whole body trembled, and he was stunned on the spot. Eyes widened.

Slowly raised and looked at Gong Jiuling.

"What did you just say?" Wang Meng jumped up from the ground all of a sudden, rushed to the front of the iron gate, grabbed the iron bolt with both hands, glared at Gong Jiuling and shouted, "You say it again!"

Gong Jiuling was so frightened that he took two steps back and said timidly, "I said...... According to the information recently collected by the sect, your biological father does not seem to be Wang Xiang Wang Qianyuan. ”

Wang Meng gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! I am the son of a generation of Xiangguo, and I am a child of the royal family." I'm ......."

He was about to continue, when something suddenly came to mind. His face was pale, and his voice was stuck.

"I ......"

Gong Jiuling said calmly: "Your biological father...... It was a servant of the royal palace, and after he and his wife gave birth to you, you were sent to Xiangguo, who saw that you were gifted, gave your parents to death, and instead cultivated you as if you were his own son. ”

"This thing...... It's so deep that almost no one knows. If it weren't for the sect's investigation, I'm afraid your life experience would have been in the sea. ”

Gong Jiuling said, shook his head and sighed.

This matter was originally relayed by Su Yeban, but after she learned about it, she insisted on passing this task.

First, she felt that if she told Wang Meng, the latter's mood should not be so uncomfortable, and second, she also wanted to see what Wang Meng had become now.

At the beginning, Qi Zhen and Yu Luofan had already disappeared, Fu Lu'er ran away with Chen Mo, Gong Jiuling almost couldn't help but run away with Chen Mo, and Wang Meng became the person who is now not a ghost or a ghost, and his face is full of decadence.

Gong Jiuling thought about it carefully, it was really embarrassing and infinite.

"What are you going to do?"

"Will it be decadent forever, quit the mountain gate, or ......"

Gong Jiuling didn't finish speaking, but she believed that Wang Meng would definitely understand what she wanted to say.

After all, they were Taoist friends who had fought side by side, and Gong Jiuling didn't want Wang Meng to sink like this.

Wang Meng listened to Gong Jiuling's words, sat down on the ground, and did not speak for a long time.

"Think about it. Seeing this, Gong Jiuling decided to leave Wang Meng room to think alone, and turned to leave.

The sunlight peeked in through the window, and the darkness obscured Wang Meng's face.

The Six Spirits Sword Sect is 1,800 miles away in the mountains and forests.

Countless streamers scattered and landed.

This mountain forest is called the Burial Ghost Forest, and it is said that there was once a supreme power that single-handedly sealed ten thousand ghouls in this forest, although it is only a legend, but the yin energy in this place is really serious.

According to the information that the sect and the major Xiuzhen families have been exploring for a long time, and synthesizing various clues, it is shown that this area is the place where the array eye of the legendary Zhuxian Array is placed, and according to the speculation of the great powers of the Xiuzhen Realm such as the head of Zhuang Xingge, it is probably the hiding place of the Longshan Cottage here.

The Burial Ghost Forest is very large, and the whole forest looks like a giant skeletal ghost head.

Now the monks landed in front of the mouth of the ghost.

After countless streamers had landed, the two streamers came belatedly and slowly descended.

A person dressed in a gossip robe, with a childish face, the temperament of a sect master faintly emanated, and the aura of the whole person crushed everyone present, and there was no doubt that he was the first person in this group of monks, the number one immortal chief.

The other is a young man who looks no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, with a bun on his head, a handsome face, a trace of Zen in his eyebrows, and a faint breath of God and Buddha all over his body, and he will feel peaceful when he stands beside him.

When the people present saw these two people, they gave way and saluted.

These two people are now famous masters and apprentices in the cultivation realm of the Ming Kingdom, who doesn't know them.

The one who walked in front was undoubtedly Zhuang Xingge, the head of the Six Spirits Sword Sect, and the young monk who always maintained a distance of three steps behind him and walked steadily and vigorously was undoubtedly Chen Mo.

Chen Mo's reputation, under the deliberate spread of the Fu family, also faintly resounded in the entire cultivation world.

A mere void spirit changed, fighting the demons, and dragged it until the rescue of the sect came, this kind of great courage and courage is not comparable to ordinary junior monks at all.

The cultivation world is very appreciative of such young monks.

A hundred years later, such a person is undoubtedly the leader of the cultivation realm, the backbone of the world.

Even if the wind is calm, everyone is secretly cultivating their own genius disciples.

It has long become a habit to take precautions.

Now the spread of Chen Mo's anecdote has aroused the secret jealousy of many children of the family.

When a descendant of the Mo family saw Chen Mo, he immediately opened his mouth and said to the people around him: "This is Chen Mo? ”

Chen Mo's performance is very low-key, very ordinary, his aura is constricted, others can only see his cultivation realm, but they can't see through his avenue.

"Silence. The people of the Mo family hurriedly opened their mouths to warn.

Chen Mo happened to walk in front of him, and the junior of the Mo family smiled, not caring, as if he deliberately let him hear it.

Chen Mo didn't even look at him, walked over directly, and followed the head Zhuang Xingge to the front of the team, his eyes crossed this lush and cold forest.

Even if you know that there is an extremely dangerous ambush ahead.

But Chen Mo still came. (To be continued.) )