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The sky is clear and cloudless.

Canghai looked at it at a glance, and the green and transparent water was shining.On the sea, a bamboo raft was floating slowly, and someone supported the bamboo pole and paddled slowly.Looking up from those white and slender hands, he is a handsome and handsome young man.

This young man stood straight like a green pine, with a navy blue coat over his white cloud coat.The long sleeves fluttered in the wind, like frost and white moon.

"Meng Zhang!" Someone called him from a distance behind.

The young man put his hand on the saber at his waist, rubbed it gently twice, raised his eyelids, and looked back.It was a boat, compared with his bamboo raft, it seemed like a sky and a ground.

The ships sailed, and the flags hanging on them fluttered in the wind, with a distinctive style, which could be clearly seen by other passing ships.There are two big characters clearly written on it - Yuxu.

It turned out to be Kunlun Yuxuzong.There is no monk who does not sigh like this when passing this ship.

Meng Zhang just glanced at it, then turned around and continued to paddle his own water.The bamboo pole he held in his hand had been used for many years, and it creaked from time to time.

"Brother Meng Zhang!"

"Brother Meng!"

Yuxuzong's boat finally passed him, and several disciples poked their heads out of the boat and waved to him excitedly.

Meng Zhang ignored him, and the boys on board were very worried about him.Zhuang Chen held the folding fan and fanned it lightly, "Oh, this brother Meng Zhang, after failing the first level of asking the heart stone, he gave up on himself."

"Just now I took advantage of the absence of Senior Brother Guilu and invited him to board the boat, but he didn't appreciate it." Another boy hated iron for steel.

"Brother Meng Zhang is doing this for your own good. Think about it, if Senior Brother Guilu finds out that Meng Zhang is on the boat, he might have to say something weird again."

Zhuang Chen felt the same way, "I'm just jealous of Brother Meng Zhang. Who made it take Yuxuzong 1000 years to produce a Heavenly Spirit Root."

Several people felt sorry for Meng Zhang who was pregnant with the root of heaven but could not pass the level of asking the heart stone.

The leading brother standing at the bow saw several of them whispering, came over with a sword in hand, and reprimanded, "Don't whisper."

Zhuang Chen and the others shut their mouths.The boat sailed into the depths of the blue sea, entered a ferry, and stopped.

"Everyone hurry up and get off the boat. When we get to the mountains in a while, don't run around. Brother Xuanzhen will tell everyone what to pay attention to." There were too many people, and the senior sisters simply stopped in midair with their swords.

The candidate disciples who were waiting to go to the secret cliff were gearing up, ready to show their talents.

Several young men looked around after getting off the boat.Zhuang Chen said, "It's bad, Brother Meng Zhang hasn't arrived yet, Senior Brother Guilu will definitely not wait for him."

Although Meng Zhang has the root of the heavenly spirit, he can't pass the questioning heart stone. It's like a gem that has been riddled with holes.If you can't pass the Wenxin Stone, you can't take a boat to Canghai Mysterious Cliff, and if you can't go to Canghai Mysterious Cliff, you have to pack your bags and go home.

The sea water rushed to the shore, and the sand and dust were swept into the sea.

Meng Zhang propped the bamboo raft to the shore, let go of the bamboo pole casually, adjusted his long sleeves and set foot on the ferry.

Lush fruit trees were planted on both sides of the ferry. He walked along the mossy stone steps and passed through a bamboo forest, only then could he faintly hear Senior Brother Xuanzhen's voice.

"...There are only three things to pay attention to after entering. First, don't kill each other. Second, don't kill people to seize treasures. Third, don't leak Yuanyang before building the foundation."

The first two notes are all clear, but what does the latter one mean?The half-grown teenagers were blushing and faltering.

"Do you understand everything?" Brother Xuanzhen raised his voice.

"I understand!"

"Very good." Xuanzhen Yujian came down from mid-air and pointed at someone casually, "Come out and repeat what I just said."

The young man walked away from the crowd with a blushing face, "...don't kill each other, don't kill people to seize treasures, don't...don't vent Yuanyang before building the foundation."

Xuanzhen nodded in satisfaction, fearing that the group of half-grown youths would not listen, he said coldly, "There are many temptations in the secret cliff, if you are lured to vent Yuanyang inside, you don't have to follow me back to Yuxuzong when you come out."

The teenagers nodded quickly, "Understood, brother."

Xuan Zhen nodded to the junior sisters who were flying with swords in the sky.After a while, the waterfall under the cliff was blocked by spiritual power, and the deep pool began to ripple.

The teenagers walked in without hesitation in an orderly manner.The pool is deep and terrifying, but after passing through it is a forest garden full of peaches.The aroma of peaches hits the nostrils and makes people drool uncontrollably.

Meng Zhang came in behind and walked through the peach forest without changing his face.He didn't have any magic weapons in his hand, and he had to rush in front of everyone if he wanted to pick one hundred and one spirit-transforming grasses.

There are many crises outside the forest garden, and there are countless cannibalistic flowers and trees. Meng Zhang No. 11 escaped from the vines and walked to the depths of the valley exhausted.

As the sky began to darken, he sat under a thousand-year-old tree and ate steamed buns with water.

He was sleeping soundly at night, when someone came slightly towards him and undressed under the moonlight.The hazy figure and graceful figure can fascinate a man.

The visitor was also so confident, until she was pierced through the chest by a sword.The beauty's eyes widened, "You—" before she finished speaking, she fell down.

Meng Zhang finished wiping his sword and walked past the dead fox's body.He walked to a stream and wiped his hands clean.Facing the moonlight, go down to the next valley.

Xuan Zhen is right, there are temptations everywhere in this secret cliff.In particular, there are a lot of vixen.

Meng Zhang wiped his sword again.

This is the No.20 eight vixens he has killed this month.The number is a bit large, Meng Zhang is a little surprised.He picked 98 Spirit Transforming Grass, and he was short of three before he could crush the nameplate and get out.

During the more than a month in the secret cliff, Meng Zhang did not meet anyone else.This place is too big, like a small world, except that there are no people, other things are no different from the outside.

That night he picked fruit.Apples, pears, and steamed buns were eaten with the stream water.Meng Zhang felt a little bad about eating, no matter how delicious the steamed buns were, he would still feel devastated after eating for more than a month.

He went to wash his hands in the stream as usual, but he heard voices from upstream.

Meng Zhang raised his head suspiciously.Another vixen, and a very clever vixen.

The moonlight is very bright tonight.

The vixen sat on the smooth and cold rock beaten by the stream, her long black hair spread out and fell on the long sleeves that were layered like clouds.He tilted his head slightly, Meng Zhang thought, he is still a male vixen.

"Which family sent this disciple?" The voice was neither salty nor dull, neither happy nor angry.

The "vixen" stood up, her black hair falling down between the long sleeves of her skirt.He turned around, and the moonlight did not dare to be in front of him.

Its shape is as if the moon is covered by light clouds, and the snow flutters like a flowing wind... He is actually a young man with a greasy face and excessive beauty.

Meng Zhang came back to his senses and bowed, "Meng Zhang, junior, a disciple of Kunlun Yuxu Sect."

Thunder came suddenly, and the branches and leaves rattled amid the sound of rain.

Late at night, in the cave, Meng Zhang was on fire.He picked up a lot of dead wood and piled it up in the corner, so he didn't have to worry about running out of firewood.

"Senior Yuanzhao, the soup is ready." The fire just started to cook the soup.He poured the mushroom soup into a bowl and carefully served it to Yuan Zhao.

Yuan Zhao was meditating on the stone bed. He opened his eyes, took the soup, tasted it first, and then drank it down.

"Shang Ke." After finishing speaking, he handed the bowl to him, signaling for another bowl.

This senior was probably starving, he drank three bowls in a row before stopping.Meng Zhang sat by the fire, drinking the leftover soup—there was no mushroom in the soup, and sighed slightly in his heart.

Seeing that the time to go out was approaching, he didn't even know where the remaining three plants were.

"Why are you sighing?" After meditating, the senior who didn't like to talk to others condescended to speak.

Meng Zhang didn't hide the slightest bit, and spoke out about his difficulties, "...Senior, do you still know where there is Spirit Transformation Grass?"

Although the spirit transformation grass is not precious, it is extremely difficult to find here.Yuan Zhao frowned and thought for a while, "There is a place that hasn't been picked yet, but it's a bit dangerous."

Meng Zhang immediately got up and bowed, "Thank you senior for telling me, this junior is not afraid of danger."

Senior Yuan Zhao looked cold and indifferent, but he was a soft-hearted person.

After a night's rest, Meng Zhang followed Yuan Zhao to find Hualingcao as soon as the rain stopped the next day.

After the rain, the sky is sunny and sunny.

The two came to a valley, avoided the vines spreading all over the mountain, and walked to the bottom of the valley.Deep in the bottom of the valley is a forest, which is often bathed in sunlight and does not look gloomy.

"Here we are." Yuan Zhao stopped, pointing to the opposite swamp tunnel.

The lush green there, fluttering in the wind, is the spirit-transforming grass that Meng Zhang has been looking for for a long time.He bowed deeply to Yuan Zhao, "Thank you, senior."

When Yuan Zhao asked last night, Meng Zhang just told the story on a whim, and didn't expect that Taoist Yuan Zhao, who was so different from him, would help him.

Seeing that he was hesitating about how to get there, Yuan Zhao rolled up his cloud sleeves and put a piece of spirit-transforming grass from the swamp into the sleeves.

"I'll hold it for you first." He glanced at Meng Zhang who obviously only had a small Qiankun bag on his body, and it was hard to let him take it by himself.

Meng Zhang was used to being calm, without changing his expression, he said, "Thank you, senior."

The two were about to go back, but they didn't know who planted the spiritual grass. It was planted on the formation at the bottom of the valley. As soon as the spiritual grass was picked, the formation at the bottom of the valley started to move.

"senior!"

……

The sound of the wind rang in his ears for an unknown amount of time, Yuan Zhao opened his eyes and landed gently on the ground.It was pitch black and the air was not circulating. It was probably another cave.

"Senior Yuan Zhao?"

Yuan Zhao turned around and saw a light flickering in the darkness, and Meng Zhang walked over holding the oil lamp.

Yuan Zhao frowned slightly, as if he was not used to the light.He looked around with the lights, "Ancient tomb?"

Meng Zhang said, "There is a passage in front of it, which seems to lead to other places."

"Go and have a look." Yuan Zhao suggested.The two walked forward side by side, along the passage, to an empty tomb.

Meng Zhang lit all the lamps in the tomb, "It seems to be a powerful tomb."

Just as Yuan Zhao was about to speak, the tomb was filled with light, and four or five stone gates sealed the tomb.

The candlelight flickered, reflecting on both sides of the stone wall, a little eerie.Meng Zhang encountered such a strange thing for the first time. Although he was a little surprised, he quickly calmed down.

Yuan Zhao walked up to Shimen, using his spiritual power to smash it, but Shimen didn't respond, as if mocking his self-confidence.

For so many years as the demon king, this was the first time that Yuan Zhao was so difficult.He became interested, and wanted to see what was so strange about this tomb.

"Go in and have a look."

There are lights on both sides of the stone wall, so don't worry about not being able to see the road clearly.Yuan Zhao's eyes fell on the mural, those men and women hugged each other naked, and they did not know what exercises they were practicing.

Meng Zhang was born in a wealthy family, and he matured very early. At a glance, he knew that the paintings in the murals were all romantic affairs.

He said silently in his heart, don't see anything wrong, don't see anything wrong.

Yuan Zhao was not interested in what was painted in the murals. He opened the main tomb, opened the sarcophagus, and found that the inside was empty, and he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

The two wanted to go back the same way, but the formation started unhurriedly, as if they had just noticed their existence.

Meng Zhang realized later that they seemed to have turned on the customs clearance mode.He glanced at Yuan Zhao, who was calm and calm beside him, and seemed to feel less uneasy.

The first level of the tomb: undressing.

The lights were bright, and the characters on the stone wall began to change, slowly appearing two large characters.

Meng Zhang was taken aback for a moment, and was about to speak when Yuan Zhao, who was beside him, had already taken off his coat.He thought about it and took off his coat.

This time the text changed very angrily: all!

Yuan Zhao has no concept of men and women, let alone men and women. When he undresses, his movements are slow and orderly. Coupled with the dim candlelight, he has the beauty of a bright moon.

Meng Zhang sighed and put his hands on his belt.It's nothing, he said to himself, both the senior and himself are men.

……

The last level of the tomb.

Seeing the content, both Yuan Zhao and Meng Zhang were silent. They glanced at each other, ignored the stone wall for the first time, and each found a corner to meditate.

Shibi was very angry, it frequently displayed words, and both of them ignored it.

……

This stalemate lasted for a year in the tomb. If Meng Zhang hadn't had a Qiankun bag, he might have starved to death.As for Yuan Zhao, he has already bigued.

In the second year, I was still calm.

In the third year, Shibi was out of anger.

In the fourth year, Meng Zhang lost his composure.

……

In the sixth year, Yuan Zhao sighed, he really regretted relaxing in this ghostly place.After he goes out, he must send someone to demolish this place.

"Meng Zhang, come here."

Meng Zhang's heart skipped a beat, startled by Yuan Zhao who hadn't opened his eyes for a year.He frowned and got up, feeling his hands and feet were a little stiff, "What's the matter, senior?"

Yuan Zhao finally compromised.Two months later, he finally walked out of the tomb with Meng Zhang.

The sky is clear and cloudless.

It has been six years since the last experience in the secret cliff, and Meng Zhang knew in his heart that it was impossible for him to return to Yuxuzong.Therefore, I don't feel very sad that the secret cliff is not opened and cannot go out.

The two seem to have returned to their lives in the tomb, meditating, eating, eating, and meditating.

On this day, Meng Zhang boiled a pot of mushroom soup as usual. He poured the soup into a bowl and served it to Yuan Zhao.

"Senior, let's drink the soup." Ever since that incident happened in the tomb, Meng Zhang found that he could no longer look directly at Yuan Zhao.

Yuan Zhao opened his eyes, took the soup, and was about to drink it when a nausea surged from his stomach.He threw up on the edge of the bed.

Yuan Zhao vomited for three days, looked exhausted, and was still in the mood to comfort himself that he might have eaten his stomach badly.

Meng Zhang thought there was something wrong with the mushroom soup he made, and blamed himself for several days.

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The name of Nalan in this life is Yuan Zhao.