The reason why it lives a long life is because it is more afraid of death than anyone else.
At its peak, it can easily handle Ksitigarbha.
But now its mental power has been greatly depleted and it won't be able to recover for a while. If you offend Po Meng, you will definitely die miserably.
Ye Xiaochuan felt secretly regretful in his heart.
He just felt clearly that Po Meng seemed to have understood the secret of the death-seeking picture when she saw the ancient coin of the moon.
However, the big guys in the Three Realms all have a common problem, that is, they don't speak human language, and they always like to play riddles with children when things can be explained in just one or two sentences.
In the Three Realms, the only one who can dig out memories from Po Meng's mind is Big Brain.
It's a pity that Big Head is not in good condition right now, so he can only watch Po Meng disappear into the endless darkness of the Sea of Forgetfulness.
Outside the sand island, there is a dome cave.
Sword God Xian Yao opened his eyes.
This is also an old woman.
An old woman more terrifying than Po Meng.
Po Meng had just left Sha Island, less than a few dozen miles away, when Xian Yao sensed her aura.
There are now more than ten Xumi strongmen gathered outside the sand island. The only one who can capture Po Meng's aura is this human sword god.
Xian Yao's body was sitting cross-legged in the small cave, and he didn't see any movement. His body quickly turned into a dotted line and disappeared quickly.
When he reappeared, he was already standing on a huge water column.
Po Meng felt that she didn't read the almanac when she went out today. She just wanted to go home, but she always met acquaintances along the way.
Xian Yao stepped on a huge water column. What was strange was that the water column was soaring to the sky, a hundred feet high, but there was no sound of water ripples at all.
Xian Yao leaned on a bamboo stick and said calmly: "Mother Meng, are you leaving?"
Po Meng's eyes narrowed into slits.
If someone else is blocking the way, she won't take it seriously at all.
Xian Yao is different.
Ten years ago, Xian Yao's sword drove away the three heavenly kings of Nantianmen. If there was a fight, Po Meng was not sure that she would be able to take Xian Yao's sword.
Po Meng grinned, revealing two rows of disgusting yellow teeth.
"Who do I think it is? It turns out to be the Sword God Xian Yao. The sand island is right in front. The treasure of the Wood God has been discovered. Why don't you go to the island?"
Xian Yao said: "I don't think I am the destined person for the Wood God's treasure, and going to the island is boring.
There are people who are destined to help decipher the treasure left behind by the Wood God."
Po Meng said with a smile: "The mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole follows behind. The Sword God's wishful thinking is so loud that even the ghosts in the land of hell can hear it clearly."
Xian Yao did not deny it.
Not only her, but most of the great Sumeru who stayed on the outskirts of the sand island were thinking that after Ye Xiaochuan unlocked the Youquan Pagoda, they would snatch it away.
Xian Yao said calmly: "Since the Wood God's legacy has been revealed, why do you want to leave?"
Po Meng said: "I'm tired today, I didn't come to Wangqinghai just for the treasure left by the Wood God.
Forget it, you can fight for the treasure, I won’t get involved, old lady."
She wanted to avoid Xian Yao in front of her.
Xian Yao said: "Wait."
Po Meng was a little impatient and said, "What's wrong?"
Xian Yao said: "Who is more powerful, you or Pluto?"
Po Meng's pupils shrank slightly, she seemed to understand why Xian Yao appeared and blocked her way.
She said: "What do you want to do?"
Xian Yao said calmly: "The fourth level of swordsmanship."
These five short words were like five thunders, making Po Meng's body tremble slightly.
Po Meng's eyes shone brightly, and a fierce aura erupted from her body, without even the slightest trace of her old demeanor.
"You want to be a god? You actually want to try something that even the evil gods couldn't do back then! Who do you think you are?"
"I am Xian Yao."
At the same time, turbulent waves arose in the sea of forgetfulness below in the darkness.
Po Meng looked down and saw the sea water rolling violently under her feet. She could feel at least three giant monsters wandering in the water.
Po Meng suddenly raised her head and said in silence: "You...it turns out you have already..."
Before she finished speaking, several monstrous water pillars rose from the ground, and the violent sound of water waves covered up what Mrs. Meng was saying.
Xian Yao on the opposite side heard it clearly.
Xian Yao said: "I am a human being, if I stand in line, I will only stand in the human world.
I don’t care if you are from the evil god lineage, from the Pluto lineage, or from the Lord of Heaven lineage.
To me, they are all enemies.
I won’t let you return to the underworld, stay here.”
Although Po Meng was frightened, she was not confused.
She forced herself to calm down and said: "You and the three demon gods below alone cannot keep me."
Xian Yao showed a rather playful smile.
The next moment, three voices slowly appeared around Xian Yao.
Guo Bi'er, the Holy Fire Sect of Light in the World and Hongyun Tiansheng.
The colorless divine monk of Tantric Buddhism in Mount Wutai.
And the Beihai Supreme who rarely appears in the human world.
Seeing these three great Sumeru appear at the same time, Po Meng's face turned ashen.
She knew that these people were not really here for the treasure left by the God of Wood.
They are actually hunting the powerful Sumeru in the heaven and underworld!
Guo Bier said loudly: "Mother Meng, you are also from the human world. You have been away from the human world for many years. It's time to go back and take a look."
Po Meng sneered and said, "What if I don't want to."
The colorless divine monk clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, Donor Meng is still willing. I guarantee that no one will make trouble for you after Donor Meng returns to the human world."
There is a saying in the world: a dragon swims in the shallows and is teased by shrimps; a tiger falls on the plains and is bullied by dogs.
Grandma Meng feels this way now.
If she controls the land of hell three thousand miles away in the underworld, the reincarnation of hundreds of millions of creatures in the three realms will depend on her face.
I didn't expect that today I would be gambled by four juniors in the human world.
Guo Bi'er, Master Wuse, and Venerable Beiming, these three people have not yet been taken seriously by Po Meng.
The key is the sword god Xian Yao in front of us...
After a long time, Mrs. Meng sighed and said: "Okay, I was blocked by you guys today, so I admit defeat.
I just want to ask a question, does the Miao Shui controller know about this?"
Xian Yao said: "Senior Miao Shui is the controller of the Asura Path. She has no right to interfere with our human affairs."
Understood.
Po Meng completely understood.
This matter has nothing to do with Miao Shui, it was planned by Die La Die La.
Po Meng said: "It's such a big game of chess, I guess even the Lord of Heaven is kept in the dark.
I don’t understand how Die La Die La persuaded you. Or maybe this was Mu Shen’s plan before he was alive?”
Xian Yao said: "Because we are human beings, and Mu Shen is the savior of the human world. Someone must be responsible for his death."
Po Meng's old face changed suddenly.
What she was most worried about happened.
Miao Shui and Shila Shila not only knew the truth about the death of the Mu family siblings, but also knew the truth about the death of Mu Shen. Shila Shila had endured it for 160,000 years, and finally took action to save his good brother Mu Shen.
