Sanshijie

Saying goodbye to Tianwu, Zhong Kunyi didn't immediately look for Shenqi, but wandered back to her private house.Sit up at the place where you usually meditate and practice, then close your eyes, and start thinking about what Tianwu said to him today.

"Is it really that simple?"

"I think too much?"

"It took such a lot of effort just for a gathering of the gods? Then why didn't it be cast in the past, and it must be cast at this pass?"

Many questions are lingering in Zhong Kunyi's mind. According to his loyalty to Tianwu, these doubts should not arise.But it just happened to be that coincidence that made him see Tianwu talking to himself in front of the mirror once.He heard a few words, such as Lord God, Ruler, and Magical Artifact, which really made it difficult for him to return to a normal heart to face Tianwu.

Zhong Kunyi, who was getting more and more confused after thinking about it, couldn't meditate, and finally opened his eyes, got up and ran out.After a while, it was a wasteland.Walking on the road under my feet, I didn't ride the clouds and fog, and I didn't change my shape to escape.It's just following the same steps, looking like a lost soul, and I can't count how many fairy dew and herbs I have stepped on along the way.If there is no water blocking the way ahead, I am afraid that I will not turn back until I don't know where I am going.

Retracting her half-stepped foot that was almost close to the water surface, Zhong Kunyi let out a long breath and took two steps back before continuing to make a detour.

"It's you! Lord Xianling?"

A clear and clear youthful voice caught Zhong Kunyi, who was present with the old god, off guard. He went to look for the source of life indiscriminately, and it took him a long time to realize that he wanted to look in the water.A little green dragon is crawling on the bank of the water, isn't it the little green dragon Meng Zhang who loves to eat onion seedlings I met last time?

"Why are you here?" Zhong Kun Yi walked over to the little green dragon.

Meng Zhang, still in the shape of a dragon, stroked the water with his tail: "I can come wherever there is water!"

"Where there is water, you can go?" Zhong Kunyi said.

"Naturally!" Meng Zhang said.

Zhong Kunyi raised her hand and poked her nose. The distraction just now was almost gone, and she smiled meaningfully at this moment. "Then can you go to the water tank in my house?"

"Eh..." Meng Zhang was stunned by the question.

"It can't be done!" Qinglong Mengzhang's dazed look was really cute and funny, Zhong Kunyi was so teased that he burst out laughing.

With Zhong Kunyi's smile, Meng Zhang was unconvinced. He turned around and got out of the water, and after a while, he transformed into the youthful human form with an angry look on his face. "Aren't you a fairy? Why is there a water tank at home?"

"I just like to have a water tank at home, can't I?" Zhong Kunyi raised her eyebrows.

"You..." Meng Zhang puffed up his face, as if bickering really wasn't something he was good at.

"Okay, okay! I'll just tease you! I don't have a water tank at home!" Zhong Kunyi didn't want to really get too angry with this little Qinglong Meng Zhang, and almost stopped teasing him.

"Really?" Meng Zhang still had a bitter face, not quite trusting Zhong Kunyi.

"Of course it's true. My real body is yellow mud. Is it because I want to melt myself with a water tank?" Zhong Kunyi said.

"You are the incarnation of yellow mud?" Meng Zhang circled Zhong Kunyi very curiously.

"Yeah!" Zhong Kunyi nodded.

Meng Zhang continued to circle around Zhong Kunyi, and it seemed that he stopped in front of Zhong Kunyi after he had circled enough. "No wonder it's all yellow!"

"Isn't yellow good-looking?" Zhong Kunyi asked.

"This..." Meng Zhang shook his head from side to side and looked at Zhong Kunyi's yellow body. "I don't know about others, but you look good in clothes!"

"Heh!" Zhong Kunyi was amused by Meng Zhang again, and at the same time, she didn't want to discuss this issue with him anymore.In fact, he came out today to find Mengzhang, so he met him halfway, which saved a lot of effort.With Meng Zhang's puzzled expression, he held his wrist and found a flat place to sit face to face.

"What do you want to say?" Meng Zhang was forced to sit down in such a place inexplicably, so he guessed that Zhong Kunyi had something to say to him.

"I..." Zhong Kunyi pondered, but didn't know how to speak.

"Just say what you want! How uncomfortable it is to hold back!" Meng Zhang blinked his big black eyes and said.

Zhong Kunyi pursed her lips deeply and then let go. "If someone guides you, you can quickly practice Taoism, but you can only be included in the fairy class and return to yourself in one day, would you be willing?"

Meng Zhang continued to blink, looking very innocent. "Is this the shortcut that the uncles said?"

"It can be said to be a shortcut, but you can only enjoy it for a short time!" Zhong Kunyi said.

"This... cultivation is actually a kind of fun in itself, too fast would be meaningless." Meng Zhang said.

"So what do you mean?" Zhong Kunyi said.

"I probably don't want to!" Meng Zhang said.

At this point, the two fell into a moment of silence at the same time, and finally Meng Zhang spoke first:

"Actually, I also have a question to ask you!"

"Say it!" Zhong Kunyi said.

"That's right, is there something wrong with me?" Meng Zhang asked.

Zhong Kunyi half lowered her eyes, her expression was a little dazed. "Why do you ask that?"

"Last time when you heard that my cultivation base had risen sharply in a short period of time, you looked a little bit wrong, and today you mentioned this shortcut." Meng Zhang hung his head after speaking, with a dazed expression.

"There are some problems!" Zhong Kunyi said in a low voice.

Meng Zhang bit his lip, and finally said tentatively: "I heard from my uncles that there was something wrong with the process of casting the artifact by the temple master, and he ran out with air, and I don't know where he went!"

Zhong Kunyi looked into Meng Zhang's eyes, slowly raised her hand, and landed on Meng Zhang's shoulder: "One of them is on you!"

"I... Me?" Although Meng Zhang was boldly guessing, he was frightened and incoherent when he really knew the truth.

"Yes, it's you!" Zhong Kunyi said.

"So... so... what are you going to do?" Meng Zhang turned sideways to look at the hand on his shoulder, looking very nervous.

"Don't do anything!" Zhong Kunyi suddenly withdrew his hand and stood up.

"Then what shortcut did you just say, one day...!" Meng Zhang whispered.

"I just asked if you would like it, and I didn't say what I want you to do!" Zhong Kunyi said.

"I... I heard that someone in the temple is looking for the host of the spirit! Then are you... I..." Meng Zhang spoke intermittently, but Zhong Kunyi still understood.

"I won't take you back now!"

"Then when will it be brought?" Meng Zhang said.

"Maybe tomorrow, maybe never!" Zhong Kunyi said.

"Why?" Meng Zhang was puzzled.

"Heh!" Zhong Kunyi shook his sleeves left and right, as if he wanted to get rid of many unthinkable troubles in this way. "I want to know why too!"