Hearing their discussion, Ye Meng was yearning for it. How could he not be impressed by the methods of such an unparalleled master?

He had seen the power of that palm with his own eyes, and he also hoped that one day he would be able to reach that supreme state, dominate the world, and even the vastness of the universe could not stop it.

Five hours later, the injuries of more than a dozen masters had completely recovered, and they flew away in all directions on the streamer.

Such a major event happened, and they had to return to their sect to report it.

"Brother Ye, I wonder if you would like to return to the Lihen Immortal Sect with me? Although the capital of Daqing is not bad, it is a small place after all and cannot accommodate a master like you." Before leaving, Mr. Tianbai invited Ye Meng to come with him.

Hui Lihenxian Sect.

Judging from all the signs just now, Ye Meng's strength is extraordinary and his methods are amazing. He showed his kindness to Ye Meng and wanted to win him back to the Lihen Immortal Sect.

"No, I still have some things to deal with here. If there is a chance, we will meet naturally." Ye Meng bowed slightly and expressed his gratitude to Mr. Tianbai for the invitation.

"Well... okay then!" Tian Bai was slightly disappointed, but he didn't continue the invitation. He held his hand and said, "In that case, I'll take my leave."

Ye Meng nodded slightly, and Young Master Tianbai flew away from the capital of Daqing in Liuguang, and Yin Tianwang was left with him.

Seeing that Young Master Tianbai could not invite Ye Meng to go with him, the other masters naturally gave up the idea of ​​inviting Ye Meng, handed over to Ye Meng and left.

After a while, all the experts around Ye Meng had left, and he was the only one left.

Now the mountain-character scroll has disappeared and is missing.

Ye Meng looked at the ruins of the Huang family and felt a little dazed. What happened just now seemed like a dream. But thinking about it carefully, it was definitely not a dream, but something that really happened.

Ye Meng hesitated for a moment and then left.

Walking to the empty street, Ye Meng didn't see a single resident. At first he was a little confused, but then he understood that the appearance of the mountain scroll was like a miracle, which should not have appeared in this world. But it appeared all the time.

For the residents of the Daqing capital, it is unknown and full of uncertainty.

Generally speaking, everyone is afraid of the unknown and does not know where it will develop, so what they need to do is to stay away from the unknown.

After understanding this, Ye Meng felt relieved.

But at this moment, Ye Meng didn't know where to go. He understood that since there was such a big movement in the capital of Daqing, it would definitely attract the attention of all the immortal cultivating sects in the world, and he was naturally one of the targets of attention.

It would be fine if his strength were tyrannical, but his strength is obviously weak, yet he acts as a top master. If the matter is exposed, how can he have any hope of survival?

For various reasons, Ye Meng decided to leave the capital of Daqing. As for where to go, that was a matter of the future.

Ye Meng was just thinking about his own affairs when a monk wearing gray robes walked in front of him. He was smiling. Everything in the world was just a cloud to him and was not in his eyes.

"Donor, we meet again!" Dao Yan walked over, his kind-hearted look made Ye Meng feel at ease and happy in his heart, "Yes, senior, we meet again."

At this moment, Ye Meng inexplicably felt that Dao Yan's origin was huge and seemed to be a mist. He had never participated in the fight for the Shanzi scroll.

Dao Yan seemed to know what Ye Meng was thinking, and glanced at Ye Meng. With just this glance, Ye Meng felt as if he had been seen through by Dao Yan, and there was no secret at all.

Ye Meng couldn't help but smile awkwardly.

"Donor, the road ahead is bumpy. This poor monk gives you something, which may be able to relieve your urgent need." After saying that, three Buddhist beads suddenly appeared in front of Ye Meng. Each one was as warm as jade, and occasionally the Buddha's light danced.

Moreover, inside each prayer bead is a Buddha sitting cross-legged, holding the rosary in his left hand, knocking the wooden fish with his right hand, and moving the corners of his mouth slightly.

It looks like they are chanting scriptures.

Gradually, Ye Meng was attracted by the beads. He grabbed the beads and held them in his hand.

In his eyes there was only Buddha and nothing else.

He only felt that the Buddha's power was released from the center of the beads and entered his Zifu along the meridians. The baby in the Zifu who looked exactly like Ye Meng opened his eyes, opened his little mouth, and the colorful clouds spurted out, directly

Those Buddha lights burned out and ceased to exist.

‘Hoo!’ Ye Meng woke up, looked at the three Buddhist beads with a stunned expression, and shouted: “It’s so scary, I almost changed my faith and became a Buddhist.”

Only then did Ye Meng deeply feel the ability of Buddhism to confuse people's minds, and was secretly wary of Buddhism.

When Dao Yan saw that Ye Meng had woken up, he had an incredible expression on his face. He had not seen this expression for a long time, but now it appeared for Ye Meng.

"Is it true that he has nothing to do with Buddha?! This shouldn't be the case! But all the people I have spotted have been transformed into Buddhas, but he has not, and he has easily destroyed the artistic conception of Buddha." Dao Yan was confused.

However, he did not force Ye Mengdu to turn into a Buddha, but smiled and said: "Donor, these three beads are my personal belongings. I observed the changes in your yin and yang, and found that there is a great calamity in your life. I hope they will

I can give you a helping hand and turn disaster into good luck."

After Ye Meng heard this, his whole body felt cold. He didn't know whether he was scared or surprised. Anyway, his expression was extremely abnormal.

You must know that destiny is a matter of heaven, the power of destiny, and Daoyan can actually know the future, which makes Ye Meng feel horrified. Because he feels that only he can know the future. Although he is not very powerful, he is stronger than ordinary immortal cultivators.

Out a lot.

"Is it not difficult to predict the future?" Ye Meng secretly guessed.

No wonder this made Ye Meng feel incredible. After all, the future is unpredictable. And when he met such a towering figure just after he came to this world, could he not be shaken?

Ye Meng calmed down, took the three Buddhist beads sent by Dao Yan, and put them into his Zifu.

The Buddhist beads were considered honest when they entered his Zifu, floating quietly next to Nascent Soul, making no sound.

Ye Meng sensed it and found that there was no other harm, so he felt relieved.

When he looked up again, where was Dao Yan's figure?

"What a weird person!" Ye Meng muttered and stopped thinking about the matter.

Ye Meng was walking out of the city alone. As soon as he left the city, he happened to meet someone he really didn't want to see, and that was Black Tiger.

As soon as Hei Hushi saw Ye Meng, he immediately became violent and without giving Ye Meng a chance to explain, he hit Ye Meng's head with a black fist as big as a sandbag.

Ye Meng was frightened for a while, and then a surge of anger surged into his heart, "Do you really think that I can't be squeezed by mud? Even if it's done once, and it comes a second time, it's unbearable!"

Ye Meng's current strength is no longer the same as it was a few days ago.

He took out the Haohong Sword, a peerless and sharp divine sword. The blade of the sword was filled with cold light as it pierced Black Tiger's fist.
Chapter completed!