The two monks immediately shuddered. Akito's voice was gentle, but no one doubted that he would take action.
Legend has it that the Holy Light Demonic Saint is the most extreme character.
Zheng Dashi was also hesitant whether to give it a go, but he kept holding on because he could not betray the Jida Alliance. He knew how terrifying the Jida Alliance was, and his potential was obviously not comparable to Akito.
But Mingren suddenly put down Zheng Dashi and straightened out Zheng Dashi's clothes, "Zheng Zheng, protector, you should live well. One day, someone will seek revenge on you."
Zheng Dashi suddenly understood something, "Haha, sir, please rest assured, I know how to use my discretion."
Mingren stood with his hands behind his hands, and behind him were kneeling thousands of Tianji Sect disciples.
Isn't Jinlin just a thing in the pond? It transforms into a dragon when it encounters the storm!
Zheng Dashi secretly glanced at Ming Ren. There was no excitement or joy in his eyes, as if it was an insignificant matter.
If it were him, he would have been extremely excited. From now on, he will become the master. This is not happy, it can be crazy. This person is as ordinary as water.
Madmen, the Eucharist are all madmen.
Akito's eyes were...disappointed.
Maybe he shouldn't have had too high expectations from the beginning.
At this time, Wang Meng and Mo Chen were walking through the jungle, and Wang Zhenren couldn't bear it any longer.
"Senior, is this the right road? Didn't you say we can get out in half a day? It's been two days!"
Mo Chen stretched out his right hand attentively, "It's in this direction. I've calculated it, and there's nothing wrong with it."
It’s just that Elder Mo’s confidence is not very strong.
"Boss, seniors, ancestors, we are just looking for a way, not fortune telling!"
Wang Meng asked Cangtian speechlessly, what is this? Why are everyone he knows so crazy?
The lost Dzogchen is still Dzogchen, so he can find the way through other methods. But Wang Meng can't, which makes Mo Chen quite proud. During the days when he got along with Wang Meng, Wang Meng could hardly hear about Mo Chen's glorious history.
Chen is like a kind elder, the old man and the young man joke around every day.
But do you dare to believe it? Taiyin Cult is a demonic cultivator.
Of course, this is based on the standards of the Four Small Thousand Realms. In many Small Thousand Realms, there is no distinction at all. The way of practice is chosen by oneself. At most, there are conflicts and different interests. Because it is powerful, the vision is broader.
Mo Chen is undoubtedly a very good elder. Wang Meng was born in the Small Thousand Worlds of Four Directions, which is too low. He has a very narrow understanding of the Star Alliance, the Jida Alliance, and even many aspects. During the chat with Mo Chen, he said:
These powerful forces have a clearer understanding.
The two of them did not dare to practice. Wang Meng hunted a wild boar. In the Dragon Soul Xiaoqian Realm, wild boars are very domineering. They are as big as a hill and have a lot of power. However, as wild animals, no matter how big they grow,
It's just a lot of meat.
Mo Chen has more experience in barbecue. One old man and one young man are holding wooden barbecues in their hands to roast wild boar meat. Adding the monkey demon's fruit wine, it has a unique flavor.
"Boy, have you really decided?" Mo Chen asked. The Jidao Alliance is a huge and secret organization. Only a few high-level sects know about its existence, or some people like Wang Meng who have slipped through the net. If it is discovered,
If Wang Meng is not dead, the Jidao Alliance will definitely issue a pursuit order.
"Yes, Lao Mo. I was the one who caused the Jidao Alliance incident. I'm not afraid of death!"
"Haha. The Jida Alliance is unscrupulous. I think you already know it very well. Even if you are not afraid, you have to consider other people."
Mo Chen did not continue. As powerful as the Taiyin Sect, there was no need or unwillingness to provoke such an extreme secret organization.
Compared to the Jida Alliance, the Star Alliance is more like an alliance in the world of cultivation, an organization centered on the Star Alliance Saint. On the contrary, the Jida Alliance is more like a secret organization. No one knows the core members of the Jida Alliance. Who are these people and those sects? But I have to say that the Jida Alliance has expanded greatly in recent years and is known for its ruthlessness, otherwise the secrets would not be maintained so well.
In a situation like Wang Meng's, once the outcome of annihilation is chosen, the Jidao Alliance will definitely carry it out to the end. The Star Alliance has formulated the rules, which have a certain degree of binding force on the Star Alliance itself, but the Jidao Alliance is not. The ends justify the means.
In this case, the Holy Church would never be able to protect Wang Meng.
"If this happens, I will find a way. It's not bad to be a casual cultivator, of course, if I am still alive." Wang Meng said with a smile.
The reason why Mo Chen got lost was to let Wang Meng find the "road".
"Actually, you can really consider joining the Taiyin Sect." Mo Chen said while smoking his pipe.
If you join the Taiyin Sect, especially if you become an important disciple of the Taiyin Sect, then even the Jida Alliance will have to give up three points, or at worst, they will reach a secret agreement with the Taiyin Sect.
The neutral sects don't care at all how the Yida Alliance wants to deal with the Star Alliance. In fact, this is also a good thing for other sects. There is a check and balance for the Star Alliance. Otherwise, the greater the power of the Star Alliance, the worse the life of each sect will be. The worse it gets.
Wang Meng smiled and shook his head.
Mo Chen was helpless. This boy was really not stubborn. He refused to take soft and hard advice. What kind of 60xs soup did the Holy Church pour into him? He couldn't figure it out. He really couldn't figure it out.
However, Wang Meng knew that the Dragon's Cave was an opportunity for him, and it might also be the last chance. Mo Chen could not protect him forever, so he thought that when he sent Little Chengzi back, Mo Chen must have felt something after living for hundreds of years. After all, there are some grievances that need to be understood, and he must enter the Small Consummation. Only by entering the Small Consummation can he have the ability to protect himself.
"It smells so good..."
As soon as the voice fell, footsteps were heard from deep in the forest, and a tall figure walked out of the darkness.
Mo Chen knocked on the pipe pot and said, "Haha, since my friends can smell the fragrance, why not share it together."
Wang Meng looked at the people in front of him, who seemed to be tired from all the work, and said with a smile: "There is wine and meat here, but there is a shortage of friends."
"Then you're welcome."
This is an unusually tall and handsome middle-aged man. His smile is very gentle, but he is full of a kingly aura, which is not acquired, but innate.
The middle-aged man sat aside naturally, picked up a piece of meat and started grilling it.
After about a few seconds, Wang Meng handed the barbecue in his hand to the middle-aged man, "It seems that you have walked a long way, eat mine first."
"Haha, then I'm not polite." The middle-aged man took Wang Meng's barbecue and ate it with a big gulp. With a satisfied look on his face, he took the monkey wine and took a big sip.
After a while, a large piece of meat and a jug of wine were consumed. The middle-aged man ate very elegantly. But it must be said that he had a big appetite.
After eating, the middle-aged man wiped his mouth and looked at Wang Meng with a smile. Mo Chen on the side knocked the pipe pot again.
"What are you?" the middle-aged man asked with interest.
Wang Meng was stunned for a moment, this question was so interesting, "Wang Meng, fierce fierce, holy... alas, now I am a small casual cultivator."
"Show me your hand." The middle-aged man said. The Mo Chen cigarette pot hanging on the side was slowly falling.
Wang Meng stretched out his hand, and the middle-aged man stretched out his right hand. It was a pair of wonderful hands. The fingers were like jade, and Wang Meng's hand was tapped in the air.
For a moment, Wang Meng felt his heart tremble. The middle-aged man opposite him restrained his smile and looked thoughtful.
Mo Chen's pipe pot came back to his mouth and he started to smoke heavily, "There is no doubt."
The middle-aged man also had a strange and playful smile on his face, "Indeed."
"Can't you see?" Mo Chen was stunned when he heard this.
The middle-aged man shook his head, "Even the elders of the Taiyin Sect can't tell. Haha, are you going to the Taiyin Sect too this time?"
Mo Chen shook his head. "I, a dying old man, am the only one trying my luck with this kid. He has encountered a problem."
The middle-aged man looked at Wang Meng and said, "If I eat your barbecue, there will always be something in return."
While he was talking, Wang Meng caught something crystal clear in his hand, like a piece of transparent scales.
Wang Meng smiled, "That's too polite. This thing can hit you anywhere..."
"Wang Meng, you'd better keep it," Mo Chen said.
Wang Meng also felt that the refusal was a bit too fake. It felt like it was just a decoration and he just put it in his pocket.
The middle-aged man glanced at Mo Chen and said, "My friend, we don't have much time left."
Mo Chen knocked on the pipe pot, "Life is like this flame. As long as you live it brilliantly, you can still meet a friend before you die, life is enough."
The middle-aged man stood up and smiled slightly, "My name is Tu Mu, and I have... a long way to go. We are destined to meet again."
Before he finished speaking, the person had disappeared, and the sound of heavy footsteps was getting further and further away in the distance.
This middle-aged man came and went in a hurry. Wang Meng smiled and said, "What an interesting person."
Wang Meng likes to make friends, and he always looks at people based on their feelings. If he likes them, he likes them, and if he doesn't like them, he doesn't like them.
Mo Chen smiled bitterly and took a long drag on his cigarette, "Boy, we just walked around the gate of hell!"
Wang Meng was stunned. He could tell that this person was not an ordinary person. To be honest, there was probably no normal person wandering around in the Dragon Soul Mountain Range where monsters and beasts were very violent.
"If I guess correctly, this person is from the Dragon Clan!"
"Do dragons have a clan?"
Mo Chen smiled bitterly, "No matter how powerful the dragon is, it can't transform. However, the royal family of the dragon clan has a transformation technique that can change human form. It seems that the dragon clan is angry."
Wang Meng sweated, "Is it possible that this dragon is hunting down humans who want to get involved in the dragon's lair? Is he really a dragon? I can't feel it at all, and he seems to know us very well."
Mo Chen took a few puffs. He had been prepared to take action at any time, but in the end he was unable to take action.
"The dragons are very proud, and the dragon clan is synonymous with pride. They are 60xs outside of humans and monsters, and they disdain our culture. I'm afraid he is using mind-reading skills."
Wang Meng was horrified. You must know that Mo Chen is the top human master of Dzogchen. This dragon clan is too terrifying.
"So, wouldn't everyone who goes to the dragon's lair this time die?"
"The only thing the dragons fear is the heaven and the earth. They respect the cycle of life and death. The living will not interfere with the dead, let alone their destiny. This time is indeed strange."
"Then shall we go?" Wang Meng knew very well that an adult giant dragon could deal with several Dzogchen masters. If it were a dragon... then I really don't know what would happen.
"Of course I'm going, I'm going for the dragon crystal in your hand!" (To be continued)