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"Three thousand, six hundred and seventy one, are you kidding me? Uncle Giant Python himself told me that it is one thousand five hundred and eighty five years old!" Meng Zhe's eyes were full of disbelief.

He understood that the old man must know something, and Meng Zhe didn't know anything.

The old man shook his head: "When it's time for you to know, you will naturally know!"

"Damn it, can you people stop playing riddles? People on the mainland are the same, they all like to play riddles like this to you!" Meng Zhe was too much influenced by the earth, so he burst out with foul language.

The old man just smiled and did not answer Meng Zhe's question.

"Okay, I won't ask you this anymore, I want to know, who on the mainland betrayed me?; Don't tell me you don't know, as you said before, you are connected with other places under the jurisdiction of the 'Day of Heaven'! !" Meng Zhe thought for a while, and then asked the most puzzled thing in his heart, and it was also the thing he was least willing to mention.

Many greetings appeared on the old man's face: "When did I say that I was connected with other places under the jurisdiction of the 'Day of Heaven'?"

"It's when you borrowed Ji Tao's body, don't say it's not what you said, I have been fighting with 'Tiandao' for so long, I can sense it immediately if it is the breath of 'Tiandao'!" Meng Zhe's face A look of "I knew it already" appeared on the face.

"Are you so sure that this must be me? If I don't use my own breath, can you still sense it? Besides, what if someone pretends to be my breath?" The old man looked at Meng with a half-smile. Zhe.

"Breath, appearance, and even voice can all be imitated. However, there is one thing that others cannot imitate no matter what! That is the symbol of 'Day of Heaven'!"

"Oh, I really want to hear what you can say!" A hint of satisfaction flashed across the old man's face that was not easy to detect.

"Each 'Day of Heaven' logo is different, this one changes with the level of the plane it governs! The plane levels are: 'Desolation', and the corresponding level of 'Day of Heaven' is 'Wu Ling';' "Chukai", the corresponding level of "Day of Heaven" is "Kai Ling"; I don’t know the level!” Meng Zhe was very thirsty, picked up the cup on the cabinet, and poured down a glass of water.

During this period, he has been observing the changes in the old man's expression.

But to Meng Zhe's disappointment, the old man sat cross-legged all the time, his face remained unchanged.

After Jian Shi couldn't observe anything, he continued:
"And each level of 'Day of Heaven' corresponds to the development of the Dao of Heaven. For example, 'Desolation' means that the Dao of Heaven is in a dormant state and has its own rules, but these rules are too simple to allow it to have Lexus! This Because there is no management of the Dao of Heaven, the surrounding area is still a piece of black matter that can't be seen, and those matter are the manifestation of rules. Gu, many people will go to this plane when their cultivation base is no longer diligent!' Desolation 'This kind of plane is like a ripe fruit, but because it doesn't have enough power to protect itself, it can only be picked by others! Some of the 'Day of Heaven' levels are easy to see, just look at the development of its plane That's fine; but some don't go to such a superficial observation, but use a method of looking for the "Heavenly Law" enforcer to look at the mark on it, so as to see the level of the Heavenly Law; I first heard that the Canghai Continent prepared When I attacked here, I was actually very surprised, because I couldn't see anything worthwhile for them to attack here! I didn't know that I was too immature until I saw you!" Meng Zhe sighed.

A strange look appeared on Meng Zhe's face, he didn't know why his defenses were suddenly lowered so low.

"Meng Qingyun, your temperament hasn't changed at all, you're still so reckless!" The old man left a disappointed sigh in the room.

Meng Zhe's mind went blank for a moment, as if there were a lot of things in his mind that needed to be rushed out, but this feeling disappeared soon.

When he still wanted to find this feeling, he couldn't find it.

……

Suddenly, Tang Jia who was next to him let out a muffled snort and woke up from his practice.

Meng Zhe sensed it with the divine stone, and ignored it after finding that there was nothing wrong.

"Meng Zhedu has been molesting for so long, nothing will happen, right?" The first thing Tang Jia did after waking up was to check the time. This was a habit she developed when she was a killer. After that, I panicked a little.

She hurried to Meng Zhe's side, wanting to check on Meng Zhe's situation, but when she saw Meng Zhe looking at her helplessly, her face immediately turned red.

"This, that, are you okay?" Tang Jia didn't know why she was so flustered:
"Could it be that he heard what I said earlier? Yes, that's why I was so flustered!" Tang Jia comforted herself by talking to herself.

Meng Zhe pointed to the lunch box on the table: "You should eat first, otherwise your body function will not be able to keep up. Although you have started to cultivate now, you still can't butt!"

"Yeah okay!" Tang Jia suddenly felt that there was no panic in her heart anymore, and there was only a warm current.

She obediently made it to the table and started eating, her face full of joy.

"By the way, did you take the wrong medicine? Why are you smiling so happily?" Meng Zhe looked at Tang Jia, who was smiling like a little flower, with a joke on his face.

"You just took the wrong medicine! Why should I tell you!!" Tang Jia shook her head arrogantly, and continued to eat happily.

"What a little girl, her wings have grown hard, haven't she?" Meng Zhe was amused by Tang Jia's appearance, and tapped her head with his finger.

"Oh, by the way, Meng Zhe, did you forget something?" Tang Jia seemed to have remembered something, and a nervous look appeared on his face.

"Uh, no!" Meng Zhe looked at Tang Jia in confusion.

"Ah... ah! It's over, you really didn't take this matter to heart!!" Tang Jia pulled her hair with pain and self-blame on her face, and shouted something like "I'm sure I'm going to lose this competition" .

"What game, why don't I remember it?" Meng Zhe thought about it carefully, and after realizing that he still couldn't remember it, he looked directly at Tang Jia, waiting for her to explain to himself.

"It's the match you and Jerry Yang agreed upon, and he was the one who issued the challenge first! Have you forgotten this? Did something happen to you?" Tang Jia looked at Meng Zhe worriedly.
Reminded by Tang Jia, Meng Zhe also vaguely remembered such a thing.

"Don't worry, I'm fine, it's just that I'm too busy for a while, so I can't remember it for a while!" Meng Zhe shook his head, indicating that Tang Jia was fine.