Weird cultivation of immortality starts with possessing a mysterious book

There is nothing special about the old woman's appearance. She looks like an old man from an ordinary village, with a wrinkled face mixed with kindness.

She was also dressed very ordinary, all in black, but she looked a little scary.

The only thing with some color on her body is the green bamboo basket in her hand

But the bamboo basket was also covered with a layer of black cloth, so you couldn't see what was inside.

Seeing her, Gu Xing immediately opened the Mysterious Intent Realm.

But in the mysterious realm, he felt nothing.

Naturally, he wanted to run away immediately, but it seemed that it was too late.

When he saw the old woman, the surrounding sky gradually darkened.

It was supposed to be the moment when the rising sun was rising, but now the sky was dim and even the surrounding plants seemed to be dim.

Each one is drooping, like a ruined tidbit.

At this time, the old woman also spoke.

The voice was a little low and hoarse, as if it was whispering in the ear through a layer of obstruction.

"You three are tired from traveling, why don't you come and have a bowl of soup?"

Have a bowl of soup?

After the previous incident on Huangquandao, Gu Xing immediately thought of Po Meng.

Then, when he opened the book, he saw these two words on it.

【Meng Po】

【Mythical weirdness】

【? ? ? 】

【? ? ? 】

Without answering Meng Po's words, Gu Xing took out the broken sword directly from behind.

"I came to find you." He said as he unwrapped the wrapping cloth.

Then, he heard a childish voice that sounded a little aggrieved in his ears.

"You are too unloyal!"

Hearing this, Gu Xing was stunned.

Well, do you have any loyalty to say?

But he didn't think much and asked directly.

"What's next?"

What Gu Xing said was not soft, but in front of the old woman, it seemed like he was conspiring loudly.

But the old woman ignored it and still had a kind smile on her face.

But at this time, Gu Xing was stunned again. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure walking towards the old woman, and he shouted hurriedly.

"Chen Erniu, what are you doing?"

Qingniu was startled and turned his head, his eyes as big as copper bells showing doubts.

"Senior...Brother Gu, didn't this old woman invite us to have soup?"

Gu Xing: "..."

Feeling that his forehead was full of black lines, Gu Xing said with a dark face.

"return."

Chen Erniu didn't know why, but he was very obedient and walked back in small steps.

At this time, the old woman said again.

"Don't worry, you three. One bowl of my soup will make you forget all your worries and fatigue. You might as well give it a try."

The old woman never used any force, just simple persuasion.

But Gu Xing would not think that she was not powerful. Just from the perspective of affecting the surrounding environment, she was already extraordinary.

I didn't see Gu Xing now and didn't even run away.

He placed his hope on Broken Sword, and if it failed, he would consider risking his life.

And Broken Sword seemed to have lived up to his hopes, and then, his childish voice was heard.

"Let's go get some soup?"

"Huh? Why?" Gu Xing frowned.

"This is Po Meng." Duan Jian said, "Po Meng comes from Huangquan Dao, but unlike Huangquan Dao, Po Meng does not kill people, she only makes people drink soup."

"As for this soup, if you drink it, there will be two results. One is that nothing will happen, but it can relieve fatigue."

"The other kind will make you forget a memory that you remember deeply."

After hearing Broken Sword's explanation, Gu Xing's brows were still furrowed.

"Is there no way not to drink soup?"

He didn't want to forget anything.

Although there are good and bad memories, they are all precious to him.

It is because of these memories that he is who he is now.

He didn't want his memory to become incomplete.

"Of course," Duanjian added, "but then we have to keep in a stalemate with her, and then go to the Underworld Road."

Gu Xing was silent.

The Broken Sword seemed a little unreliable, so he was ready to try his own method.

And his most powerful escape method at present is naturally to escape.

Escape from the void, and ordinary enemies cannot stop it.

Therefore, Gu Xing silently urged Dunxu.

However, it has no effect at all.

The darkness around him seemed to trap him, trapping him firmly in this area.

So Gu Xing sighed and said to Chen Erniu:

"Drink the soup... No, wait, you come back first and wait for it to drink first."

Gu Xing grabbed the broken sword and prepared to let it drink first.

Meng Po mentioned three people before, Gu Xing and Chen Erniu counted as two, and the third one was naturally Broken Sword.

Moreover, he was the first to bring up the idea of ​​drinking soup, so he was naturally asked to test it out.

"Hey, you're not kind!" Duan Jian complained in Gu Xing's ear.

But he didn't continue talking. Instead, he swayed and took the initiative to move towards Po Meng.

Seeing the broken sword floating over, Po Meng smiled and said nothing, but lifted the black cloth on the bamboo basket.

Under the black cloth, there are three small celadon bowls. The bowls are filled with turbid soup, which is yellow in color, as if they were fished out of the underworld.

The old woman picked up a bowl and poured it on Broken Sword.

The broken sword trembled for a while, and all the soup seeped into the sword.

"It smells so familiar." A doubtful and immature voice sounded in Gu Xing's ears.

Gu Xing's heart was filled with excitement, but his face was expressionless as he asked.

"What did you forget?"

"do not know."

The three classic words are the same as what he usually says.

"But, I seem to have had this soup many times?" He said with some uncertainty.

Maybe it's more than just like that?

Gu Xing looked at the shaking broken sword, a thought flashed through his mind, but he didn't say it out loud.

It seems that just like Huang Quan Dao, this Meng Po has also set her sights on the broken sword.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that he has been affected by Chiyu again.

Just regard it as the price of Xuan Yi Jue.

Gu Xing sighed in his heart and comforted himself like this.

Next, he and Chen Erniu stepped forward together.

"First...Brother Gu, you drink first."

Chen Erniu was cheerful. Although there was no expression on his face, his eyes were full of joy. It seemed that drinking soup was also a pleasant thing.

It’s better to know nothing!

Gu Xing smiled helplessly, took the bowl of soup handed over by Po Meng, and drank it all in one gulp.

Meng Po's soup filled her stomach, which was somewhat beyond Gu Xing's expectation.

It's not that it's hard to eat, but it's a bit sour and sweet.

The sweet taste rushed into his mind, jolting his spirit. His whole body seemed to be renewed, and his fatigue was gone.

The sour smell seeped into every part of his body, making Gu Xing's bones feel numb.

But in the process of numbness, Gu Xing felt that something seemed to be missing from his body.

However, this missing thing does not seem to be his memory, but more like some kind of impurity.

After the impurities disappeared, Gu Xing suddenly felt refreshed, and his body was even more coordinated than usual.

Sensing this change, Gu Xing immediately opened the Mystical Realm to explore the various changes in his body.

The Mysterious Domain can not only be used in combat, but can also be used to analyze various subtle changes.

Even if the coverage area is large enough, Gu Xing can use it to predict the weather.

After a few breaths, Gu Xing discovered something astonishing.

His current body seemed to be getting closer to his previous life.

Not only the appearance, but also the habits and small movements of various parts of the body.

Therefore, Gu Xing made a surprising guess.

This bowl of Meng Po soup did not erase the memory of his soul, but the memory of his body.

But he has only been in this world for a few months.

In other words, what Meng Po Tang eliminates is the memory left in the body from the previous body.

Thinking of this, Gu Xing also had a thought in his mind.

If this is the case, wouldn't this be a blessing rather than a disaster?

It’s really hard to distinguish between misfortune and blessing.