Meng Zhi, who was standing not far away, bowed his hands and said, "Old Fox."
Venerable Chuiyun, who controlled the body of the Nascent Soul, stared at the visitor, and then at Meng Zhi, who was holding the ceremony.
A look of astonishment appeared on his face.
He said calmly: "Boy, you are asking for death. Without my help, you cannot refine the soul of the Tiger Demon, let alone escape the control of the demon."
After seeing the surprise in Meng Zhi's eyes, Chuiyun felt a little more confused.
It seems that this guy is not the Tushanjun he told me about.
Chuiyun's pupils suddenly narrowed and he said in a deep voice, "Have you seen through my plan a long time ago?"
The main soul shook his head and said: "I don't know what method fellow Taoist is planning to use."
"I just think Taoist friends won't do useless things."
The surprise in Chuiyun's eyes subsided: "So even for the first contact, you clearly knew."
The main soul said: "I know."
"You want to use Mengzhi to get out of the ruins. I also want to find a guide for Mengzhi."
"His ideas haven't been tempered enough."
"I was worried that he would die while refining the holy object, so I did not stop your intervention. On the contrary, it was because of your intervention that he could grow up so well."
"Just like a child, he must know some important things at home before he can mature and transform into an adult quickly. He can participate in family decision-making and be able to deal with other important things without being surprised."
"Sometimes, twists and turns like this are necessary."
"This is the first lesson I want to teach you."
The main soul looked at Meng Zhi and said seriously: "Don't trust anyone."
"Especially the old guy!"
Chuiyun laughed and said, "I remember you hate scheming."
In his impression, Tu Shanjun was always a taciturn and courageous person. As for the strategy, he could only be said to be an ordinary person.
"People change all the time."
The main soul did not object.
When it comes to strategies, he's not that good at it, but over the centuries, being fiddled with and fiddled with by others has always improved his ability to use others and expose conspiracies.
One cannot let a stone stumble too many times.
What's more, now that he has hidden himself in the dark side, he can better observe the movements of Guxian Tower and those geniuses who have learned about his following.
Lord Chuiyun looked at Meng Zhi.
Meng Zhi stood on the side of the gray-haired old man without hesitation.
Chuiyun immediately knew that he had no means to make a comeback, and said sadly: "Boy, don't you know it yet? When you get this opportunity, you will have become the public enemy of both good and evil!"
"When you know the truth, you will definitely regret not cooperating with me."
Meng Zhi cupped his hands and said: "Senior is a prisoner, why should I sacrifice the near for the distant and seek cooperation with the loser?"
"It is the losers and the weak who need to hug each other for warmth."
"I am the loser, and you are the weak one."
"Rotten wood cannot be carved!"
Chuiyun cursed angrily and left with a puff of sleeves.
In the early stage of Nascent Soul, there is no longer any mental abnormality.
Only Meng Zhi and Main Soul are left here.
Meng Zhi opened his mouth, bowed and saluted: "Old Fox, I..."
The main soul waved his hands slightly and said: "You are right. There are some secrets that I cannot tell even if I beat you to death."
"If one person knows it, two people will know it. Soon it will be known to the whole world. How can it be accomplished by then? Only by being calm and collected can you be able to see the situation clearly if you can put your heart at ease in your stomach."
Then he patted Meng Zhi on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You have suffered so much, don't be sorry for your efforts."
"God will not give you a second chance to change your life."
Meng Zhi lowered his head and pursed his lips in silence.
Just nodded hard.
…
"He can't."
Chuiyun, who was holding the fishing rod, sneered and looked at the red-haired young man not far away who was also holding a fishing rod.
He continued: "Even the first step was shaky, and he didn't break away from the low-level taste. Do you think he can really refine the tiger demon's holy soul and possess the acquired Taoist body?"
"You don't even hesitate to use me as a whetstone."
The tall red-haired monk said: "Sakyamuni, before he became a monk, he was a prince of a great king. He enjoyed all the glory and wealth before he got rid of such interests, enlightened himself under the Bodhi tree and became the Buddha."
"No one can tell what is low-level and what is high-level without experiencing anything."
Chuiyun frowned and said, "Sakyamuni?"
"What a loud tone."
"What level of cultivation does he have to dare to call himself Buddha!"
"What cultivation level?"
Tu Shanjun thought for a while.
He doesn't know either.
Seeing the main soul getting up to leave, Chuiyun said: "Why don't we make a bet on whether he can refine holy objects."
"No gambling."
"Why not bet?"
"Your wealth and life are all in my hands, there are no bets."
"I think you're scared!"
The main soul smiled calmly and let the old guy say whatever he wanted.
The main soul was not sure whether Meng Zhi could refine the holy object.
Moreover, if the movement is small this time, it's okay. If the movement is very loud, it will attract many high-level practitioners to come and compete for it. That is still unknown.
Boom!
It's like a thunderbolt flashing through the void, cutting open the space river on both sides.
The main soul looked shocked, stepped out of the Ruins Realm, looked at the sky and said: "Here we come."
Mengzhi, who was still in trance, hurriedly woke up.
Different from his immature appearance back then, he is now in an advanced stage and has become much more mature in appearance.
Looking at the sky nervously, he asked: "Old Fox, why didn't I see the temple?"
The main soul said: "The temple will not appear here."
He waved his hand and dismissed the formation.
The main soul that grabbed Meng Zhi's shoulders took a step forward, and the clouds and mist gathered to lift the two of them up. The main soul looked sideways and said, "Don't leave me too far."
Before he finished speaking, the black and red body-protecting aura lifted up, covering the main soul and Meng Zhi.
Immediately afterwards, the main soul raised his palm, the small clock in his palm turned, and the space in front of him rippled.