Of course, being by her side is the most conducive to finding the answer. She is one of the most core figures of this era. She is involved in the most advanced events. She has experienced all the changes and watched all the calculations. If you can't find clues by your side, you won't expect to find a few things by yourself.

But Xue Mu did not have such thoughts when he said this.

If this girl is destined to live soon, no matter what, he will not be lonely with her last journey, no matter how he can.

Anyway, it’s useless to be impatient. I think it’s necessary to wait until the Heavenly Dao transforms into a cauldron to find the result.

Since that's the case, let's accompany her before the Heavenly Dao transforms into the Cauldron.

Xue Mu casually stabbed into the sea, and a clever force was like a net, catching a sea fish and laughed: "Eat something, although you may not need it."

Meng really didn't need it. She looked at Xue Mu's strength and was extremely surprised: "Your thirteen changes in the stars and moon are really not my illusion? Where did it come from?"

"Uh..." Xue Mu smiled and said: "If you don't use it well, don't joke with the ancestor."

Meng Huanzhen didn't know that the three words "ancestor" were sincere. Xue Mu really entered Xingyue's sect to worship the ancestral temple portrait. The serious descendant of Meng Huanzhen...

I also forgot whether I knelt down to the portrait at that time... Xue Mu touched his forehead.

The more you think about it, the more embarrassing you are.

I have always looked at her from the perspective of a girl... and even pushed her down, although it was a spiritual friend...

From Meng Huanzhen's perspective, Xue Mu's technique may only be peeping from his two incompetent disciples, and he shook his head speechlessly. It was precisely because Xue Mu's energy slapped the Huiyue God Stone when he first met, which made her feel that it was her own method, and the stone was filled with her own energy, so when he was creating and visualizing his skills, he mistakenly thought that this man was his yang-shaped incarnation.

I really don’t know how to say this misunderstanding. No wonder this man calls himself “Star and Moon”. Everyone really has a strange connection that is unexplainable.

She sighed: "How could you laugh at you? You use it very well, and it's so good."

"No..." Xue Mu knew that he had never done much hard work, but he just practiced it well. He was always busy in actual combat. He could actually get the words "Great" from the ancestor?

Meng Huanzhen sat opposite him casually, waved his hand and the dead branches nearby gathered over, and waved them again, and the bonfire lit up.

Xue Mu thought that this was the high welfare brought by force, and started grilling with fish, and smiled and said, "I think it's great to practice to your level. It's like a magical method."

Meng Huanzhen said: "The thirteenth change of the stars and moon is about the method of exercising strength, not a rigid pattern. I was disappointed by my two disciples. And you have your own understanding and development of some of the details, and you do not follow what I have created. If you haven't learned it for a long time, you can only say that you are a genius."

Xue Mu was stunned. These skills of exercise were not his understanding, but were pointed by Xue Qingqiu...

There is another person in the real genius, that is Xue Qingqiu.

Meng Huanzhen held his chin and looked at his grilled fish and muttered, "It would be great if my successor had a genius like you. If I still have any obsession, I hope that someone can pass on my life's achievements in the future and carry them forward, then I, Meng Huanzhen, will not have a chance in vain."

Xue Mu said sincerely: "Don't worry, there is, there is really."

Meng Huanzhen continued to hold his chin: "I have to find some special means, not just the classics... Hey, you said, if I divide a ray of spiritual soul and hide it on what item, those who learn my magic skills can find the resonance of my way from this object, what is this method?"

Xue Mu said dazedly: "It's true that the brain circuit of the founder of creation... is it so smooth?"

"Everyone is thinking about life after eliminating evil spirits. I think my method is more reasonable than what they snatch the heavenly props. This is the way to inherit oneself. There are thousands of ways to heaven. As you said, it is divided into nine tripods, and the way contained in that tripod is also very broad. Then, after passing on for several generations, it will slowly change, and it is no longer my own inheritance. I don't want that."

"You are right..." Xue Mu, who had seen the way of nature turn into the way of life, was so impressed by Meng Huanzhen's foresight. When Xingyue Sect did not have a tripod, many talents emerged in adversity, which was also the result of her legacy.

Meng Huanzhen stroked his palm and said, "Sure enough, you support my idea too!"

Xue Mu asked, "But is the separation spirit harmful to you?"

"Of course it's harmful, so you can't do it directly. Let's talk about it before you die." Meng Huanzhen said: "Besides, I haven't thought about where to put it now. Xingpo Yunmiao is not good. What should I do if such objects of war are scattered... I'm afraid it's better to hide it in the ancestral hall..."

Xue Mu was speechless: "Then hide it in the portrait. When future generations pray to your portrait, they will resonate with the ancestors."

Meng Huanzhen's eyes lit up: "Good idea, how about you draw a pair for me?"

"You haven't painted a picture?"

"No."

"But I can't draw..."

"I don't think you are stupid either. Why do you say such stupid things? After practicing to this level, what's going on in your heart? You can't reflect it truthfully in your hands? Anyone who is much worse than you can do. After you learn the thirteenth change of the Star Moon, you still tell me that it's not possible? As long as you don't learn to paint a color, what can I learn to draw a look?"

Xue Mu was confused. Is that true? This is why the portrait of this world is particularly awesome?

No wonder even the ancestor of Haitian Pavilion can draw murals...

"I have a good pair of silk here, which is interwoven by thousands of years of ice silk and water and fire brocade. I originally planned to make clothes, so I used it to draw, and it would not be easy to damage." Meng Huanzhen happily took out a roll of silk from the Qiankun bag and handed it over: "You try it? Oh, right..."

Xue Mu watched her take out the pen and ink from Qiankun’s bag like a magic trick, and placed it next to her.

"What does your surprised expression mean? How can you write a note without writing ink?" Meng Huanzhen finally put on an inkstone: "Do you want to grind ink?"

Xue Mu handed the grilled fish silently: "Sister, you eat the fish first..."

When you are grilling fish, you take out something to draw and turn the beach into a study. It’s so executing, it’s so resolute, just like when you were recovering from injuries in a cave that day, you started to create new techniques... Maybe it’s this kind of pervert that can create a sect... Xue Mu was crying.

Meng Huanzhen seemed to realize that he was too arrogant, and put the silk aside with a little embarrassed, and took the grilled fish with awkward smile.

Xue Mu did not bring any seasonings, the grilled fish had no taste, and Meng Huanzhen was not as greedy as Xue Qingqiu. But as she ate, she slowly became silent, her eyes were a little dazed, and she didn't know where her mind was floating.

Obviously, regardless of appearance or temperament, she is not much similar to Xue Qingqiu, but when Xue Mu looks at her, he can always think of Xue Qingqiu.

Perhaps this ancestor and the revival have always had something in common, and in terms of external manifestations, there is always a place for Xue Mu to be connected inexplicably.

For example, he is a stunning beauty, but never has a portrait of himself. Xue Qingqiu is proud and doesn't want people to draw himself casually, but Meng Huanzhen is what... This is something like this before.

He slowly tried to ask, "How long have you been quiet and quiet without considering any martial arts, combat, inheritance, and practice, just rest the purest way, eat, and sleep?"

Meng Huanzhen looked at the sea rippling under the moonlight in a daze, and didn't know how to answer for a while.

It's very likely... it's never been.

Xue Mu picked up the silk next to him, stroked it for a while, and smiled and said, "You want to paint it to have a support for inheritance... But have you ever thought that you are really beautiful?"

Meng Huanzhen finally responded: "Ah?"

"I think the first priority of portraits is to leave your most beautiful moments, and inheritance is just a little bit." Xue Mu put away the silk: "So before I practice well, I refused to eat grilled fish and paint randomly, so that your beauty will leave regrets on the scroll."

It was obviously a kind of ambiguous way to flirt with girls, but Meng Huanzhen's reaction was a little strange after hearing it. After a while, hesitantly whispered: "Ying Jinhuan said that beauty is also a way. Even if you are the same, it seems that there is something to make sense. I should study it..."
Chapter completed!