Master System

Look at the soul.

What Meng Cuo can perceive is this shiny thing in his sea of ​​consciousness.

With his fingers in his sleeves, he pinched the hand formula and moved it repeatedly. These shiny flocs in the entire sea of ​​consciousness may be his spiritual power.Under his guidance, they all gathered into a vortex, which was reflected in his eyes.

Meng Cuo's soul-seeing technique has actually been rehearsed a few times just now.

He thought Zhao Jiuliang would spend a lot of time erasing the imprint of spiritual consciousness on the storage bag, but Zhao Jiuliang came to attack Meng Cuo halfway.Meng Cuo didn't expect it. In fact, he was shocked, but now he has reacted.

The most fearful thing is to be restrained, so Meng Cuo wants to preemptively strike.

Zhao Jiuliang didn't expect it either. He saw Meng Cuo's eyes, knew there was a ghost, and his murderous intention was even heavier.

Along with his thoughts, his complexion became hideous in an instant.He can be considered quite a man in the outer sect, after all, with the master covering his head, he can be regarded as a man who wants the wind and the rain. He came here just to accept a bribe, and he wanted to kill someone to silence him, but he still Can you kick to the iron plate?

"You obediently catch you without a fight, I will definitely not kill you. Otherwise..."

Zhao Jiuliang smiled sinisterly. Seeing that Meng Cuo hadn't moved for a while, he thought that Meng Cuo had believed his words, but when he touched his toes, a small sword appeared in his hand and stabbed out unexpectedly.

The sword light was very thin, like the frosty moonlight outside.

Zhao Jiuliang used this sword to kill many people, old and young, strong and weak. No one knew he had hidden such a sword.

Meng Cuo's magic was at the most critical moment, his consciousness was immersed in the sea of ​​consciousness, and along the gathered vortex, like a sharp cone, he rushed towards the light spot at the exit of the sea of ​​consciousness, Like a flood that opens its gates, the waves roll back!

A somewhat icy feeling came from the edge of Zhao Jiuliang's little sword. Meng Cuo's eyes were kept open, but his consciousness was half-drawn.

This sword came in front of Meng Cuo's face, as if it was going to tear his face apart, and even the center of his eyebrows had a smear of red blood appearing because of this sharpness!

Meng Cuo raised his hands, trying to hold the sword. Unexpectedly, Zhao Jiuliang seemed to be familiar with the road, and he already knew that Meng Cuo would do this. With a flick of his wrist, he slashed at Meng Cuo's hands!

Quickly withdrawing his hand, Meng Cuo frowned, a sharp point suddenly appeared in the center of his brow, and then expanded suddenly, and at the same time his hand had left Zhao Jiuliang's attack range.

The scanner has only one level, and it can only scan through the air when Meng Cuo touches the opponent's things, so Meng Cuo doesn't know what grade the spirit weapon used by the opponent is.

He can only dodge with his own feeling, it's not like he hasn't played with the dart given to Ying Nanhui before, but it's two different things to hold it in his hand and kill him with someone else.

Meng Cuo knew without looking that there was a deep mark on the wrist of his left hand. If he dodged too late, he would have been killed by Zhao Jiuliang.

He didn't think he was charged with any crimes, and even handed over a bribe, but he was going to die?

There is such a truth in the world?

This murderous intent for no reason, as well as the other party's ability to turn black and white, also made Meng Cuo realize it.

It is useless here to act right and sit well.

This is an unreasonable world, and Meng Cuo suddenly remembered a sentence he said to Fang Qing—be patient, be ruthless, or get out.

What Zhao Jiuliang said just now meant that he wanted to blame himself for the destruction of Baiyumen.He also took advantage of himself, clearly knowing that he must not be the murderer, but still pressed on every step of the way, what an outer disciple of Xiangshan Sect!

Meng Cuo didn't want to get out yet, and couldn't bear it, so he could only be ruthless.

For a long time, he has been observing the world from the side, not very deeply.

But Zhao Jiuliang's arrival instantly made him see clearly that this place was not in the orderly state he had imagined.Whether it's because he met bad people or not, the situation is real.

In critical moments, at the critical moment of life and death, one can often gain more insight.

Contrary to Zhao Jiuliang's expectation, Meng Cuo not only didn't retreat, nor was he afraid, his eyes turned cold instantly.

With both hands together, Meng Cuo pointed together, and then said: "Look at the soul!"

This sound is clear and bright, surrounded by shadows of Jiashu, and the bright moon is in the sky.

Inside and outside the hall, the light and darkness are distinct, and Meng Cuo's shadow merges with the darkness, while Zhao Jiuliang is standing under the moonlight, the light falls from his head, and the deep and shallow shadows on his face give people an extraordinarily ferocious illusion .

Look at the soul——

Turn your own spiritual knowledge into a key, and forcibly open the door of the opponent's spiritual knowledge.

After all, the drill is a drill, and the real operation situation is much simpler than Meng Cuo imagined.

He didn't expect it to be so easy.

The human soul, especially the soul of a monk of this rank, is rarely fortified.Many people don't even know that there is an attack specifically targeting spiritual consciousness. This is generally called "soul attack", and it is a rather partial attack method.

Meng Cuo's spiritual consciousness became tangled one by one, turning into a rotating sharp cone. Pushed by Meng Cuo's hands in the air, he went towards Zhao Jiuliang through the air.

Terrified, Zhao Jiuliang stretched out his hand to block, and even slashed towards Meng Cuo with a sword, but the sword light only passed through the sharp cone, but landed on Meng Cuo himself, without breaking the sharp cone!

When Zhao Jiuliang's sword light fell on Meng Cuo's body, the tip of the awl pierced Zhao Jiuliang's eyebrows so quickly.

So, with a slight rotation like this——

pat.

In the silence, there seemed to be such a soft sound...

After all, Meng Cuo's cultivation base was lower. At this moment, when the sword light fell, he couldn't stop it. He was hit on the shoulder, blood flowed horizontally, and countless pictures flooded into his mind instantly.

A hidden door opened to him in an instant.

A sharp awl broke open the door of Zhao Jiuliang's spiritual knowledge, Zhao Jiuliang hugged his head: "Crap, what did you do! Ah—"

The cursing stopped abruptly, and when Meng Cuo's extremely aggressive spiritual sense broke through his defense, Zhao Jiuliang's eyes suddenly became lax.

Holding his head, he fell to the ground and twitched all over.

Just now he was still very majestic and threatened to kill Meng Cuo, but at this moment, he couldn't feel complacent at all.

Meng Cuo sat down on the ground, he didn't expect to see the soul - he could really see so many things.

Countless information poured in. As a bystander, he saw Zhao Jiuliang's life.

It's just that he came from an ordinary family. Later, he joined the Fragrant Mountain Sect, bribed his master, and was accepted as a disciple. From then on, he seemed to be on the rise...

This person is not a good thing either.

Meng Cuo has always felt that he is not a good thing, he can only say that if he wants to blame, it is Zhao Jiuliang who should not be stupid enough to kill him.

However, many useful things can be obtained from Zhao Jiuliang's memory.

Kunxu has four gates and eighteen sects, three mountains and one Kunlun, showing a pyramid structure, and the eighteen sects are quite powerful among the bottom pyramids.

The triangular Kunxu is the longest from the coast, and the Kunxu is on the corner facing this side.The outermost part of the coast is where Meng Co is now located, a strip-shaped area.

This is called the area under the jurisdiction of the eighteen sects. Among the countless sects, there are a total of eighteen relatively outstanding small sects. Generally, the highest cultivation level in the sect is the Golden Core Stage.These eighteen sects are directly under the jurisdiction of the above four sects, so this strip-shaped area is divided into four.

Meng Cuo is in the southeast corner. There are five sects in the area, and Xiangshan Sect is only one of them.

But the unlucky thing is that this even more unlucky Baiyumen is under the jurisdiction of Xiangshan Sect.

Meng Cuo covered the wound on his shoulder, and blood flowed from his fingers.

He remembered that when he was cheated to death, he didn't seem to be in such pain.He once found some common hemostatic medicine in the alchemy room of Baiyumen, Meng Cuo simply shook it out, sprinkled it on himself first, and then slowly got up.

The battle started very quickly, but it actually ended very early.

Ying Nan stood outside the hall and watched, stunned.

When he saw Meng Cuo got up, he hurried over, but Meng Cuo waved his hand: "Go back."

Ying Nanhui had killed someone before, but he knew he had to.

He didn't think killing people was a big deal, but he thought he could stop killing people after he came out.He killed people inside to keep himself alive?But why, Master also want to kill people?

Ying Nanhui's philosophy of life is actually very simple.

He was very obedient, nodded, turned around and walked into the side hall, and saw Xue Jiu.

Xue Jiu asked, "What happened?"

Ying Nanhui nodded: "That person is no different from death."

Xue Jiu's eyes flashed, and he thought that Meng Cuo was indeed a ruthless character.

But Ying Nanhui suddenly muttered: "I kill people to survive, I don't want to die, but why did Master kill people..."

Xue Jiu was bound and his hands were sore. He said, "Why don't we make an exchange. You untie me, I won't run away, and then I will tell you why your master killed someone."

Ying Nanhui shook his head, "Master said, let me tie you up. I can't let you go. Besides, I don't think that person is dead. I killed people because I didn't want to die. My master killed people like me." Ah. Why do you kill people if you don’t have to?”

Hearing Ying Nanhui's natural words, Xue Jiu suddenly tilted his neck, just in time to see the unlucky Zhao Jiuliang lying outside.Meng Cuo was wearing a white robe, and walked slowly. The moonlight dragged his shadow. He stood beside Zhao Jiuliang for a long time, and Xue Jiu also looked at it for a long time.

He felt a little interesting, his neck was sore, so he twisted back.

The head of Meng didn't kill anyone, isn't that walking a tightrope?

He was just a handyman recruited by Meng Cuo, but at this time he had no sense of being a handyman at all, and only said: "There are various reasons for killing people. I don't want to die, but it's the most trivial one."

Ying Nanhui shook his head, not understanding.

Xue Jiu also shook his head and sneered.

What is he talking to this fool?But—the monk's world is really interesting.