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Chapter 221 Abnormal clues, time flies

Because the two medical consultations per year were changed to one per year, the number of injured patients arranged by Bixuejun this time has increased significantly compared to the past.

There are twenty-five patients with fake pills, four of whom have obvious physical disabilities;

There are 640 foundation-building patients and 150 people with obvious physical disabilities;

There were 665 Qi-training patients and 480 people with obvious physical disabilities.

In order to diagnose and treat these people, Meng Zhou spent nearly half a month in total.

Among them, most of the time was spent treating those patients with disabilities.

As for other patients, regardless of severity, it is just a slightly larger "spring rain".

After completely curing these people, the two third-level pharmacist skills of Bone Regeneration and Restoration gained a total of 79,200 experience points.

——Fake elixirs have an average of 300 experience points per person, totaling 0.1,200; Foundation builders have an average of 200 experience points, totaling 30,000; Qi practitioners have an average of 100 experience points, totaling 48,000.

Because of these gains, the two pharmacist skills that were originally at the "Grandmaster 85,100/240,000" stage have completed further accumulation at the Grandmaster level, reaching "Grandmaster 164,300/240,000".

"With a treatment of this scale, once again, the bone regeneration and restoration techniques can be perfected."

"I don't know what changes will happen."

With this thought in his mind, Meng Zhou took the 6,900 high-grade spiritual stones presented by Yao Gu and prepared to leave.

Yao Gu suddenly said: "Sir, there are several fellow Taoists who want to see you."

Meng Zhou paused and asked curiously: "How many are there? Who are there?"

Yao Gu said: "There is a fellow Taoist monk who came from Cuiyu Lake."

Meng Zhou was surprised and said: "A fellow Taoist monk from Cuiyu Lake is coming over? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Yao Gu said: "This is what the other party requested. He asked us not to disturb your treatment and wait until you finish everything."

Meng Zhou nodded, "How long has he been here?"

"He came here not long after you started the diagnosis and treatment. He has been waiting until now. Judging from his state, he should be here for consultation." Yao Gu said in a low voice.

While the two were talking, Yao Gu had already led Meng Zhou to a nearby courtyard.

There was a person sitting in the courtyard. When he saw the two people coming in, he stood up with a smile and greeted them.

When Meng Zhou saw the other party, he also smiled and held his hands in greeting: "Fellow Taoist Xiang, why didn't you tell me earlier that you were here? I just heard about it."

This person's name is Xiang Ju. When he and Ding Ning held the elixir knotting ceremony together, this person, as a representative of Cuiyu Lake's casual cultivators, also came to congratulate.

Qingxuanzong and his party, the two of them had many friendships.

Xiang Ju responded with a smile: "But you can't mess up Taoist Fellow Ge's diagnosis and treatment just because of my arrival... Fellow Taoist, I won't be polite to you anymore. I'm here just for consultation."

When they first met, Meng Zhou could tell that something was wrong with this man's complexion. When he heard this, he asked seriously:

"What's wrong with Taoist Brother Xiang?"

As he said that, he also stared at Xiang Ju and looked at it carefully.

After observing for a moment, he signaled Xiang Ju to put one hand against his, and Meng Zhou put his hand on his, using the technique of inspection to detect symptoms in his body.

Although, this step is actually quite dispensable for him.

But Meng Zhou doesn't want to give people the impression that he can see everything at a glance.

This person's body is in very good condition, with no damage at all.

However, in the meridians and dantian, the magic power seemed a little chaotic inexplicably.

Xiang Ju himself also introduced his own situation:

"This is the sequelae of my failure to comprehend and practice a water and fire technique the year before last. I failed to master that water and fire technique, but I had this problem inexplicably.

At first I thought it would be cured after a period of conditioning, but the symptoms could not be eliminated.

I also took some healing elixirs, some of which had no effect at all, and some of which had only temporary effects, as if the symptoms were forcibly suppressed by the elixirs.

After two or three months, it will relapse again and the situation will become more serious.

Now, this problem has affected my practice."

Meng Zhou listened carefully and nodded slowly.

He had already made a clear judgment about Xiang Ju's problem in his heart, but he did not rush to judge. Instead, he waited for Xiang Ju to fully explain the situation before slowly speaking:

"This is the conflict between your own physique and the water and fire art you originally understood, which has led to the instability of your own Qi... However, it is not a big problem. I can just sort it out and guide you...

"

As he spoke, Meng Zhou had introduced a gentle force into this man's body.

About half an hour later, Xiang Ju stood up happily, with a look of relief on his face.

"Brother Ge is so clever..."

As he spoke, Xiang Ju had something in his hand and handed it to Meng Zhou.

Meng Zhou said:

"Brother Xiang, what do you mean?"

In front of him, there was a jade bottle. Scanning it with his spiritual consciousness, there were three brown pills bigger than his thumb.

Xiang Ju said: "This is the magic elixir I took in the Hexin Building. It can significantly improve the quality of the soul. I have nothing else to offer, so this is my medical fee."

Meng Zhou shook his head and refused: "This is too expensive..."

"Too expensive" is of course an excuse. The real reason is that Meng Zhou doesn't need it.

Not to mention that this Strengthening Pill is only a third-level low-grade elixir, which is only effective for monks in the early stages of pill formation. He will not have any effect if he takes it now.

Even if he is still a monk in the early stages of elixir formation, he will not take this elixir.

Meng Zhou guessed that with the quality of his soul, even when he first entered the pill formation, the effect of this pill would be minimal.

Although I thought so in my heart, I naturally couldn't say it in words.

In the end, with his "humility", Xiang Ju turned the consultation fee into two third-level mid-grade spiritual materials.

After finishing the matter, Meng Zhou showed his tiredness at the right time, and Xiang Ju immediately realized that before "Ge Yaoshi" treated him, he had been treating him continuously for nearly half a month.

Although there is a break in the middle, everyone will feel tired after such a high-intensity consumption.

Therefore, he immediately said goodbye wisely.

After seeing this person leave, Meng Zhou breathed a sigh of relief.

The total time it took to treat this person was less than half an hour.

But since the meeting, I have been chatting with this person for more than half an hour. Looking at his appearance, it is obvious that he wants to continue communicating with me.

This made Meng Zhou unbearable, and he quickly thought of a way to get away.

He looked at Yao Gu aside, remembered his words just now, and asked, "Who else wants to see me?"

After a while, several familiar faces were led by Yao Gu to Meng Zhou and respectfully paid homage to him.

These people are monks from Qiandao Lake and Wucai Ridge. They came forward to complete several communications with Meng Zhou.

Facing them, Meng Zhou had nothing to be polite about and asked directly: "Is there anything you want to see me for this time?"

The white-bearded old man from Qiandao Lake and the enchanting woman from Wucailing all bowed to Meng Zhou and said:

"Mr. Ge, we would like to ask you for some more fake elixir puppets."

"Is that batch no longer enough?" Meng Zhou asked.

"It's basically completely destroyed." they replied.

"All destroyed?" Meng Zhou asked in surprise: "Every time the battle ends, don't you do some maintenance?"

Although the fake elixir puppets he made were all made with threads stuck in order to save materials, the quality was genuine and there was no trace of fraud.

It had only been a few years since they got it, so it was a bit surprising to him that it was scrapped so quickly.

When the two heard this, they both shook their heads.

The enchanting beautiful woman said softly:

"Sir, we value you and our fake elixir puppets very much.

They will be carefully maintained after each use. Unfortunately, they participate in battles too frequently.

So far, half of it has been completely worn out and cannot be used again. The remaining half, given the current trend, can last for at most half a year."

The white-bearded old man from Qiandao Lake next to him nodded and agreed: "Our situation is similar."

"Does it consume so much?"

Meng Zhou looked at Yao Gu next to him and asked, "What's your situation?"

Yao Gudao:

"Our situation is much better than theirs, after all, you and we have far more fake elixir puppets than they do.

However, there are also many who have completely lost their spirituality and cannot bear to fight anymore.”

“Not only the fake elixir puppets consume a huge amount of money, but the consumption of other resources, magic weapons, elixirs, and talismans is also far higher than before.

Fortunately, the consumption is high and the harvest is high, and we are directly cooperating with the professional association, so these resources can be replenished in a timely manner."

Several people introduced their respective situations in detail. Listening to their stories, Meng Zhou's expression became more and more solemn.

When several people saw this, they all felt uneasy, but what Meng Zhou was thinking at this moment had nothing to do with the fake elixir puppet, but his thoughts flew elsewhere.

But soon, Meng Zhou brought his thoughts back again.

Meng Zhou came back to his senses and asked directly:

"How many do you want?"

"Ah?" After hearing Meng Zhou's question, several people didn't react, as if they didn't understand what he meant.

"How many fake elixir puppets do you think can satisfy your current needs?"

Meng Zhou then changed his question.

The white-bearded old man and the enchanting beautiful woman were overjoyed when they heard this. Things that they originally thought would be difficult turned out to be so easy.

They all lowered their heads and considered it carefully.

Yao Gu next to him was also shocked when he heard this and hurriedly asked: "Including us?"

Meng Zhou nodded.

Then, the three of them carefully reported their answers.

The white-bearded old man said carefully: "We in Qiandao Lake need about fifty fake elixir puppets to meet the demand."

Meng Zhou nodded without saying anything. He looked at the beautiful woman and asked, "What about you?"

The beautiful woman said seriously: "The situation in our Wucai Ridge is a bit worse. We should have... sixty to roughly meet the demand."

When the white-bearded old man from Qiandao Lake nearby heard this, his eyes immediately widened, and he almost blew his beard and glared on the spot.

The situation in Wucailing is bad for you, but Qiandao Lake is better, right?

But soon, both of them looked askance at Yao Gu.

Because the answer given by Yao Gubao was even more outrageous, "Our Blue Blood Plain is really unbearable. If we want to meet the demand, I think eighty fake elixir puppets are not enough."

After finishing speaking, Yao Gu looked at his nose and heart, ignoring the gazes of the other two people next to him.

Mr. Ge has now made it clear that there are not many opportunities to "pay benefits".

If you don’t hug me more quickly at this time, do you still have to be humble?

"Deng-deng-deng——"

Meng Zhou tapped his fingers lightly on the table, drawing the attention of several people back again.

"I don't have that much on hand right now, so I'll just have 40 for the time being."

The three of them were startled when they heard this, and then they were overjoyed.

However, soon, the expressions of several people changed slightly, and Yao Gu hurriedly said: "Sir, we don't have that many spiritual materials in our hands at the moment."

Meng Zhou shook his head and said:

"No spiritual materials are needed. Of course, if you have third-level high-grade spiritual materials, I will also be willing to exchange them with you for spiritual puppets.

You can just use the spiritual stones to buy them this time, and the price is 150 high-grade spiritual stones."

When the three of them heard this, they were all overjoyed, but soon their faces showed embarrassment again.

Each fake elixir puppet only costs 150 high-grade spiritual stones, which is already a very reasonable price.

But a family of forty has 6,000 high-grade spiritual stones, and the number of three families combined is 18,000.

Obviously, even the Jade Blood Army would not be able to take out so many spiritual stones at once.

Meng Zhou had already taken out a total of one hundred and twenty fake elixir puppets and said:

"It doesn't matter if you can't get so many spiritual stones this time. You can give me enough next year."

After saying that, his figure had disappeared from the Green Blood Army's station.

Yao Gu and other Jade Blood Army monks, as well as Qiandao Lake and Wucailing monks were stunned for a moment, and soon their eyes fell on the one hundred and twenty fake pill spirit puppets neatly arranged.

After Meng Zhou left the Green Blood Army's station, he did not return directly. Instead, he continued to fulfill his agreement with President Pan and cast a majestic "spring rain" on 400 monsters of various types.

What surprised Meng Zhou was that he didn't expect anything to gain this time. After this majestic "spring rain", he watched the monsters bathing in the misty rain glow again.

Give birth to vitality.

The career of the Spirit Master has increased by 400 points of progress, from the original "Third Level 7600/10,000" to "Third Level 8,000/10,000".

Another step forward in the third level of high quality.

At the same time, the Medicine Spirit Master profession has also increased its progress by 500 points, from the original "Level 3 6000/10,000" to "6,500/10,000".

It has almost reached the limit of the third-level mid-level. If you take a step further, it is possible to jump to the third-level high-level level.



Just when Meng Zhou was making these arrangements according to the original plan, Bing Xin Xue Lian "Song Yang" had appeared again in the Changle Chamber of Commerce.

"Brother, are you here?"

After "Xiao Wu" learned about this incident, he immediately came forward to pay his respects.

At this moment, Meng Zhou had taken over the spiritual lotus body and said to him: "Please check one thing for me."

"Xiaowu" heard this and immediately said respectfully: "Brother, please tell me."

"I want to know the growth and decline of all evil beasts in the Qingxuan Territory in the past fifteen years." Meng Zhou said.

After hearing this, "Xiaowu" didn't hesitate at all and immediately agreed.

He also stated that he would mobilize all available forces and strive to investigate the matter clearly in the shortest possible time.

However, after expressing his stance, "Xiao Wu" showed a look of embarrassment on his face.

The difficulty is directly stated:

"But brother, according to my judgment, except for the few evil veins in the hinterland of Qingxuan Territory, there may be relatively clear results.

In other cases of evil veins, there will be no good results."

To understand the growth and decline of monsters in each evil line in the past fifteen years, you must at least have a very clear understanding of the information about the monsters in each evil line fifteen years ago.

This information is not a matter of being too confidential and difficult to obtain, but that no one has ever systematically organized and understood it, and this piece of information is completely missing.

Without knowing this most basic information, the so-called "growth and decline over the past fifteen years" is naturally impossible to talk about.

When Meng Zhou heard this, he nodded slightly, knowing that "Xiao Wu" was telling the truth.

He thought about it carefully and then slowly said:

"Then change to the changes in the hunting of each evil vein. For example, how many monsters were hunted by this evil vein last year, what grade they were, and how many there were this year. This kind of information can always be collected

Are you here?"

After hearing this, "Xiao Wu" didn't hesitate at all and nodded:

"No problem, brother, within a month, I promise to find out everything about the situation."

Meng Zhou nodded and said nothing more.

After the Ice Heart Blood Lotus "Song Yang" explained the matter, he didn't stay much longer and quickly returned to his cave.



At this moment, Meng Zhou had also returned to his cave.

In the blink of an eye, the time has come to the end of December, and the new year is already around the corner.

In the quiet room, Meng Zhou sat cross-legged on the stone couch, his consciousness skillfully entering concentration.

By the time his consciousness exited this state, it was already five days later and it was a new year.

"Another year older." Sixty-four-year-old Meng Zhou thought in his heart.



Cultivation progress +300, fourth level of elixir formation 2620/10,000;

Third-level Spring Water Sutra +3000, Master 45,000/120,000;

Black Turtle Bearing Monument True Skill +3000, Master 33,300/120,000.



Everything was within expectations, so naturally there were no surprises.

On the contrary, Qinglian Sword Essence harvested 32 drops during this retreat, which made Meng Zhou very happy.

Various types of spiritual marrow reserves:

371 drops of White Lotus Spiritual Essence;

445 drops of third-grade low-grade Qinglian Sword Marrow;

160 drops of third-level middle-grade Qinglian Sword Essence.



After finishing this retreat, Meng Zhou, who was sitting cross-legged on the stone couch in the quiet room, did not wake up immediately.

His consciousness is following the connection with other soul clones, checking the status of the clones everywhere.

Then, Meng Zhou felt something strange in his heart.

Because not only the golden lotus avatar of the earth spirit located in Baiyue Bay of Cuiyu Lake is integrated with the earth, but the other four avatars are also integrated with the earth.

It's not that "they" are deliberately slowing down their work, but that they are quickly regaining their strength in a way that is unique to "them".

Although "they" have the third-level mid-level, their strength is not inferior to those in the mid-level pill formation.

However, "they" who lack the meridians and Dantian system, their ability to restore Qi is much worse than that of human monks.

After some exploration, Meng Zhou also discovered that the fastest way for this spirit lotus clone to regain its energy is to re-incarnate as a spirit lotus, take root in the earth, and use the majestic power of the earth to restore the energy it has consumed.

Of course, the higher the quality of the spiritual energy rooted in the earth, the faster the recovery speed.

These four spirit lotus clones are all rooted in the second-level evil veins at this moment.

For human monks, absorbing too much evil energy can easily lead to stupidity and confusion, but this will naturally not hinder the Linglian clone.

Spiritual plants are far more adaptable to evil veins than humans.

Nearly three months have passed since these four Linglian clones were arranged to go out.

Although they experienced some difficulties and dangers along the way, with "their" third-level mid-level strength, these difficulties were overcome one by one.

However, the power consumption far exceeded Meng Zhou's initial expectations.

This forces "them" to spend more time "recovering".

If the human's air return speed is regarded as refueling a car at a gas station, then the air return speed of these Linglian clones is equivalent to charging - the kind without fast charging.

In order to ensure that these Linglian clones acting alone have enough power to deal with various variables at any time, Meng Zhou also set a very high "charge threshold" for "them".

——That is, once more than half of the strength is lost, restoring strength must be the first priority, and everything else must fall back.

Therefore, it has been nearly three months since "they" set out, but more than half of the time has been spent "recharging" or preparing to recharge.

"Hey, the estimate at that time was still a little too optimistic."

"It's also due to my lack of experience. Instead of one person equipped with a third-level high-grade flying sword as a trump card, what they needed more at that time was a walking spirit puppet."

If you can give "them" a walking spirit puppet, then you can use the burning of spirit stones to replace the waste of time.

After learning about the current situation of these Linglian clones, Meng Zhou turned his attention to "Zhuang Sheng" of Zhuangtianzhuang.

Walk out of the quiet room and come to the pond.

The two mysterious turtles were like two lumps of iron at the moment, sinking motionless at the bottom of the water.

But the magical thing is that the rain over the pond has never stopped, and it has been falling neither fast nor slow.

The accumulated water in this water storage pond also flows along the ditch outside the courtyard and into various water storage ponds.

With thousands of acres of spiritual land, there is a demand for water almost anytime and anywhere.

When he came to the pond, Meng Zhou shouted softly: "Come here."

The Xuanling Turtle, which was just like two lumps of iron a moment ago, was floating at the bottom of the pond and pretending to be dead. Soon it was brought to Meng Zhou on its own initiative. The two heads hidden in the shell also poked out and exposed themselves to him.

A flattering look.

Meng Zhou stretched out his hand and said, "Here, let me check it."

With further investigation, Meng Zhou's face lit up with joy. Compared to previous years, the progress of these two mysterious turtles from last year to this year was very obvious.

It is only one step away from the final height of their biological father.

And in terms of strength, the strength of the two mysterious turtles completely surpassed their biological father.

With the amount of innate abilities they have mastered and how powerful they are, even if they are locked up with the third-level low-grade monsters right now, it is still unclear who will win or lose in the end.

But soon, when he saw the two Xuanling Turtles looking over eagerly, Meng Zhou's face darkened and he said:

"It seems you were really lazy before."

Turtle Big and Turtle Er suddenly panicked.

"Now I give you an ultimatum, I will give you another half year.

Within these six months, you must fully unleash the potential in your bloodline to the point where you can make breakthroughs at any time and at any time."

The two turtles were stunned for a moment, and then looked at him pitifully, as if to say, how could such an arduous task be completed in half a year?

"If you can't do it..."

As he spoke, Meng Zhou clenched his hands into fists, and his knuckles clicked loudly, as if he was setting off firecrackers.

"Then I will waste some time and help you live your life in person."

In an instant, Gui Da Gui Er's body was filled with high morale, and his eyes were full of determination.



After regaining consciousness, Meng Zhou once again focused on his own swordsmanship.

In fact, Meng Zhou could easily help the two Xuanling Turtles to complete what they lacked, without causing them much pain or sequelae.

But he relaxed the time limit again and allowed them to rush forward for half a year. Although this would temper their character, he hoped that this last step could be completed by them on their own initiative.

But there is another important reason, but it is because Meng Zhou's own swordsmanship has reached the final hurdle.

This time, Meng Zhou didn't want to be interfered with anymore. He wanted to climb the last mountain pass in one go.



In the water pavilion, Bai Zhi was stroking the bamboo flute, but her eyes were looking at the figure in the distance.

Beside the grove, on an irregular boulder, Meng Zhou sat cross-legged on it.

Seeing that he was immersed in a certain state, Bai Zhi originally planned to return to the house and not disturb him.

But Meng Zhou shook his head and refused.

If the understanding can be interrupted by an unexpected interference, it means that the understanding itself is not reliable and there is some element of chance in it.

But there is no chance of any "coincidence" in the sword art that he has learned now.

This cannot be accomplished by a fleeting flash of inspiration.

Every step he takes is a real hard work.

He must conquer this steep peak with very few points of leverage.

Bai Zhi couldn't see the changes in Meng Zhou's inner thoughts, but she could see that the void around Meng Zhou, who was sitting cross-legged on the boulder, seemed to have undergone some strange changes.

The light that was originally blended with other areas seemed to be strangely deflected under the influence of some kind of force.

She vaguely saw that the light surrounding him suddenly had jagged edges.

If you look carefully, you will see that the jagged edges are not there, but the rays of light turned into slender sword shapes. These sword-shaped rays of light formed layers of "sword feathers" around him.

These sword feathers were rising and falling slightly, as if they were rising and falling with his breathing.

Those sword feathers began to rotate slowly, like a whirlpool of flowing water.

Clockwise Counterclockwise.

In the rotation of the sword feathers, the uniform light becomes uneven.

Some places started to get brighter, and some places started to get darker and darker.

Without any sign, the area around Meng Zhou changed from daytime to night.

The spinning sword feathers were no longer visible.

Even the man was nowhere to be seen.

There was only a medium-sized darkness shrouding the place where the boulder was.

At this moment, Bai Zhi had no time to caress the bamboo flute, and stared at this strange scene with dumbfounded eyes.

She swept her consciousness over, but what she saw with her consciousness was exactly the same as what she saw with her eyes.

It was also dark and nothing could be seen.

Bai Zhi felt a little flustered, a little worried, and a little scared.

She wanted to do something, but she didn't know what she should do.

Just standing there helpless.

Fortunately, this time did not last long.

Soon, the dark area where I couldn't see my fingers was dimly lit again, and the man's blurry outline appeared again in the dim light and shadow.

At this moment, she saw Meng Zhou, who was sitting cross-legged and still, suddenly stretched out his finger.

A little light appears on the fingertips.

The moment she saw the bright light, Bai Zhi couldn't help but close her eyes.

When she closed her eyes, she didn't know whether it was because the bright light came so suddenly that her eyes couldn't adapt, or because her consciousness couldn't see directly, or - both?

Anyway, she couldn't help but close her eyes.

But even though she had closed her eyes, the bright light that penetrated her eyes and entered her pupils still gave him the feeling that a sharp sword energy was stabbing straight into her heart, with nowhere to escape and nowhere to hide.

Feel.



From Bai Zhi's perspective, there were so many changes in this moment.

But from Meng Zhou's own perspective, it was very simple. He just felt that all the things he had been accumulating in his heart finally reached their limit at that moment.

So, he naturally stretched out his finger and pointed forward.

In his field of vision, he saw a figure pacing slowly by the woods.

That was none other than himself.

To be more precise, it was himself who was walking by the woods two days ago.

And as he pointed out, suddenly there was a ray of light and dark sword light, which traveled back two days and pierced the forehead and eyebrow of the figure who was walking leisurely by the woods.

In an instant, the figure turned into a bubble and disappeared without a trace.

In this way, the traces left by the self two days ago were completely killed by the current self.

In order to confirm, Meng Zhou also specially used the method of retracing the round light to go back to two days ago.

A strange scene happened, and his figure could be seen walking leisurely in other surrounding areas.

But unfortunately, at the place where he stabbed with the sword just now, taking it as the center of the circle, and the surrounding area ten meters away, there is no trace related to him.

Everything else has not changed at all, except that he who walked through this area at that time has no trace left here.

To use a more anthropomorphic expression, if the environment also has memory, then the sword he just struck erased the memory of his passing through this area two days ago.



"It's done, it's finally done!"

Meng Zhou thought he would be very excited. After all, Meng Zhou spent too much time in order to master this swordsmanship.

It takes longer than the time it takes to comprehend the "Unbounded Sword Realm".

But the real situation is that at this moment, Meng Zhou felt very calm.

Full peace.

He looked at the additional information in the personal information skill column, "???"

Looking at the familiar question mark, Meng Zhou smiled.

Without hesitation, he confirmed the name of this newly born swordsmanship in his mind.

"Time flows like water, this sword is called time flows like water."

This sword uses some skills and wisdom in "Light Yao Technique" and "Black Barrier Technique".

In addition, there is Meng Zhou's understanding of the "nature of water".

Because the former only gave him a special "sword", if he wanted to name it, Meng Zhou thought that "Sword of Time" was more appropriate.

But for this sword to accurately cut into a certain trace of the "past", it is not enough to simply have a sword, he must also let the sword "cross" the past.

He thought of a saying, "Time is like running water."

Isn't it a coincidence that the foundation of Meng Zhou's practice is "flowing water".

"Perhaps, this is called fate."


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