"Grandma Meng! Grandma Meng! I'm here to see you!"
Po Meng, who was concentrating on making soup for the ghost, suddenly heard a childish voice coming from behind her.
First he frowned, then he remembered something and stood up and turned around.
She happened to see Li Tai jumping towards her.
The face that had been expressionless for hundreds of millions of years now smiled like a daisy.
The ghosts standing in line at the Naihe Bridge and the escorting ghost guards all looked at Li Tai in confusion.
When Li Tai came closer, he hugged Po Meng's arm unceremoniously.
The level of intimacy was like being coquettish with one's own grandma.
Po Meng also touched his head dotingly as if she were her own grandson.
Then his body shook slightly, and a clone appeared.
The clone continued the work of scooping soup, while Po Meng took Li Tai's chubby hand to sit down at the table next to her.
But when she took Li Tai's hand, her body clearly paused.
But it wasn't until she sat down that Meng Po asked: "Boy! Have you practiced the Nine Transformations Mysterious Technique?"
"hold head high!"
Li Tai was stunned for more than ten seconds before he reacted.
He nodded stupidly, and then said with a hint of confusion: "Grandma Meng, how did you know that I practice the Nine Transformations Mysterious Technique?"
"You brat, you ask questions even though you know it!"
Po Meng raised her hand and patted his head gently, then laughed and cursed:
"You know who I am, but you still pretend to be stupid like me. I deserve a beating."
"Hehe!" Li Tai smiled awkwardly and explained: "Didn't I help you hide your identity? What if..."
"snort!"
Just when Li Taihua was halfway through speaking, he saw Po Meng's originally cheerful and kind face suddenly change, and she coldly snorted in the direction of Yama Hall:
"Shang Yang! Take back your consciousness. Your master will not be in danger with me, otherwise you will never come back today."
I originally thought that I said something wrong and made Po Meng angry.
But he didn't expect that Shang Yang had been paying attention to him with his spiritual consciousness, and Li Tai was instantly moved.
But at the same time I was moved, I was also frightened by the trace of breath that Po Meng had just leaked.
He was sure that the breath just now was not Quasi-Sage Dzogchen.
Although he didn't know how strong the saint's aura was, he still knew the quasi-sage's perfection.
The aura that Po Meng had just now was much more powerful than Shang Yang.
"Mother-in-law! Are you a saint?" Li Tai asked tentatively.
Po Meng regained her momentum, her face returned to the same smile as before, she lightly tapped his forehead and said:
"You brat, you still know how to find out about Laosheng!
It’s okay to tell you that I’m not a saint yet, I’m just somewhere between a quasi-sage Dzogchen and a saint.”
"False saint?" Li Tai tilted his head and said.
"You can say that!" Po Meng smiled and nodded, as if teaching her grandson, and said:
"You are too young now, these things shouldn't be your concern. When you reach the seventh level of the Nine Revolutions Xuan Gong, I will give you a surprise when you come to see me again."
When Li Tai heard this, his eyes suddenly glowed with green light.
Po Na Meng is Hou Tu's three corpse clones.
She asked him to come back after reaching the seventh level of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Skill. There must be a great opportunity waiting for him.
If it were anyone else who heard about the seventh level of Jiuzhuan Xuan Gong, I'm afraid they would have given up at that moment.
Not to mention the Nine-turn Mysterious Technique, even the Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique adapted from it is not that easy to practice.
Don’t you see, Yang Jian started practicing the Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques from the time he became a god, and now he has gone through two multi-dimensional societies, and he is still only at the fifth level.
Yang Jian's talent is considered very powerful. You can imagine how much time it would take for ordinary people to reach the seventh level if they practice.
What's more, what Li Tai practiced was the Nine Transformations Mysterious Technique, which was the technique practiced by the Great God Pangu.
However, Li Tai had the system in place, so he didn't have too many worries.
I believe that it won't be long before he reaches the seventh level.
Seeing Li Tai's chubby face showing confidence and a little bit of pride.
The smile on Po Meng's face became even brighter and she asked:
"Why are you coming to Netherworld this time? Are you here just to see me?"
"whee!"
Li Tai stuck out his tongue. Of course he knew what Po Meng meant by saying that, and he immediately replied honestly:
"This kid must have come to the underworld to chat with you! I just wanted to see if my fourth uncle's soul is still in the underworld."
"You kid!" Po Meng nodded Li Tai's forehead again. She couldn't remember how long it had been since she was so happy.
It seemed that she had never smiled since she was killed by Ping Xin and arrived at Noon Naihe Bridge.
She didn't know why, but she just felt that Li Tai's round little face looked particularly friendly.
The two of them sat at the table and chatted wordlessly.
From time to time, Li Tai would tell two jokes or memes that were popular on the Internet in later generations, making Po Meng laugh until she wrinkled.
After a long time.
Po Meng waved her hand, and a jade bottle appeared in front of Li Tai.
Before Li Tai could ask, she explained to herself:
"This is the antidote to the secular soup. You can take it back! People have already found it for you. You can restore your memory by taking the elixir."
"Hehe! Thank you grandma!"
Li Tai happily put away the elixir, and directly upgraded his address to Po Meng from mother-in-law to grandma.
The smile on Mrs. Meng's face became a little thicker. She originally asked Li Tai to leave on his own.
But because of these words, she waved Li Tai directly to the Yama Hall.
Well……
When the Tenth Hall Yama saw that Li Tai was actually sent here by Po Meng, they were all dumbfounded and added three levels.
He secretly warned himself that Li Tai would be their master from now on, and no one would be able to use him.
"Your Highness! These are the only people from the Li family you want left in the underworld. That one over there is Luo Cheng."
King Qin Guang nodded and bowed, looking like he had transformed from a Netherworld Lord into a bitch of a second-generation ancestor.
Li Tai nodded coldly, then raised his head and glanced at Luo Cheng.
Although he is in a state of confusion now, he is dressed in white robes and white clothes, with a face like a jade crown, and he still looks quite good.
He nodded lightly, and then turned his gaze to search for the souls of the Li family members.
But at first glance, Li Tai couldn't help but frown slightly.
The Tenth Hall Yama thought that he had not found the person he was looking for, and all of them looked ugly, fearing that he would suddenly go crazy.
Who knew that Li Tai did not get angry, but pointed at the two ghosts and said coldly:
"King Qin Guang, send these two to me to the eighteenth level of hell, where they will never be reincarnated."