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"Hey, you actually know how to learn the Buddhist Sutra of Saving Souls!" Oswell looked at Meng Zhe in surprise.

"I know a lot of spells, but they are not suitable for my level!" Meng Zhe said inscrutablely.

"What you said is true? But why do I think you're bragging?" Oswell looked at Meng Zhe talking empty words with a smile.

"Believe it or not, anyway, it's impossible for me to demonstrate to you the specific spells I know!" Meng Zhe smiled and dismissed Oswell's provocative method.

"Yes!" Oswell nodded in approval.

"I'm helping too. Remember your promise. I'll only give you half a month. If there is no news, I will come to get Lin Yingtong's soul back!" Seeing that there was nothing to do, Meng Zhe turned around and faced Lin Yingtong. Go outside.

"Consolation—wait a minute, I called you here to save lives, why do you still regard this place as a place to travel and relax?" Oswell stepped aside and stood in front of Meng Zhe.

Meng Zhe pointed to the room:

"Yes, I fulfilled your request. If I hadn't kept those people, everyone present would have died, and you would have no choice but to end it! For this reason, all the spiritual power I had just saved was gone. So this time I lost a lot~”

Oswell pondered for a while: "Why don't I be wronged and I'll be your bodyguard for a month. What do you think of the salary? This is a stage of transformation and I can be your bodyguard!"

Meng Zhe shook his head fiercely: "I can't afford your salary, I'm really afraid that the bloody plot on TV will appear on me!"

"I knew you would say that, I've already prepared things!" Oswell had an expression of "It's exactly as I expected".

"What?" Meng Zhe backed away slowly, and his intuition told him that it was the best choice to leave as soon as possible.

"In the language of the earth, it is the terms of the employer's bodyguard agreement!" Oswell took out a roll of animal skin from a space bracelet on his wrist and gently pushed it towards Meng Zhe.

"If I remember correctly, the terms of this agreement are limited to the use of the sea, and no one will be just when it comes out of the sea!" Meng Zhe didn't open the animal skin, but frowned at Oswell.

"Hehehe, have you forgotten who you and Tiandao are? It's okay to be a notary, right?" Oswell looked at Meng Zhe's reaction with confidence.

She came prepared. She had thoroughly investigated the people related to Meng Zhe and the relationship chain, so she was very confident that Meng Zhe would accept her suggestion.

"Identity, what identity do I have with Tiandao?" Meng Zhe looked at Oswell with a confused face.

"Don't deny it anymore, I know it all!" Oswell was not surprised by Meng Zhe's reaction, so she showed her cards directly, which would also weaken Meng Zhe's defense
"You know everything, what do you know?" Meng Zhe was even more confused.

"How about I come to be a notary?" Before Oswell could answer Meng Zhe, an old voice came from outside the door.

Hearing this voice, Meng Zhe's expression fluctuated.

He remembered who the owner of this voice was, and the owner of this voice was the old man who discussed the way of heaven with him a few days ago.

At that time, Meng Zhe told him the information about the Dao of Heaven that he knew, and he thought it was the guardian of the Dao of Heaven. Unexpectedly, the old man only said that he was too reckless in the end, and then he never met again.

Unexpectedly, he would appear here today and act as a notary for them.

After entering the room, the old man smiled slightly at the two of them: "You two friends, are you worried about not having a notary?"

A trace of unnaturalness appeared on Oswell's face: "I'll go ahead and say that the way of heaven will come. What is the relationship between Meng Zhe and the way of heaven?"

Meng Zheze helped the old man carry a chair familiarly, and motioned for the old man to sit down.

The old man nodded with satisfaction: "That's right, I've obviously become more sensible after returning from the sea!"

Meng Zhe pointed to himself: "Senior, do you know that I am a gentleman? Can you tell me?"

The old man just said gently: "You will know it when you should know it. Before that, you just need to be yourself!"

Then, the old man looked at Oswell: "Are you the assassin who is as famous as Qingyun in Canghai?"

Oswell nodded honestly: "Yes, senior!"

"Very good, my cultivation has reached the critical point, and I'm about to prepare for the tribulation!" The old man stroked his beard with a satisfied look on his face.

Hearing what the old man said, Meng Zhe's face was full of surprise: "Senior, don't tell me that Oswell is about to enter the distraction period!"

The old man shook his head and explained: "Distraction is not something you can advance if you want to be promoted. This realm is not that simple. After the cultivation base reaches the stage of transforming gods, every time you advance to a small realm, you have to go through a tribulation. I don't need to say more about the power of the foundation after entering the distraction. This function must be consolidated during the stage of transformation of the gods, and there must be no negligence. Formation of alchemy, transformation of spirit into distraction, these realms have the most people falling down, because these two realms are the places that have changed the most. Establishing foundation and entering into formation of alchemy is a qualitative change caused by spiritual power entering true energy. The same is true for gods, but the distraction mainly strengthens the god stones!"

"Which small state of distraction is Oswell in now?" Meng Zhe asked again.

"Why don't you ask her yourself this question in normal times?" The old man didn't feel annoyed, and asked Meng Zhe with a smile.

Meng Zhe said naturally: "Don't trust her!"

The old man laughed a few times: "You child, you speak too straightly, aren't you afraid that girls will beat you into a pig's head?"

Hearing what the old man said, Meng Zhe quickly looked at Oswell who was not far away from him:
Meng Zhe saw that Oswell was looking at him with squinted eyes, and the threatening eyes in his eyes were self-evident.

Meng Zhe turned to look at the old man again: "Senior, you can't play like this! You will die if you play like this!"

The old man was amused by Meng Zhe's actions and words: "I didn't do anything, just tell you, you still want dessert, don't talk nonsense!"

In order to change this weird atmosphere, Meng Zhe changed the subject to: "Senior, you said you want to be our notary, can you start now?"

The old man nodded: "You can start anytime!"

"Okay, let's start right away, I'm afraid Lin Yingtong will be scared if I go back late!"

After finishing speaking, Meng Zhe felt the chill behind him, and he hurriedly looked at the old man:
"Senior, save me!"

The old man just smiled and watched the two of them mess around, without any intention of moving.