When the two of them were struggling to walk upward, the Golden Winged Peng King arrived. It was only affected and did not face the black iron drill, so the injury was not very serious.
It was very nervous about Meng Chen's injury and rushed over as soon as he recovered a little.
"My lord, are you okay?"
Meng Chen curled his lips and said, "Do you look at me like I'm fine? Take us away from here quickly. I guess the emperor already knows our location. It's not appropriate to stay here for a long time."
King Jin-winged Peng said quickly: "That's true."
Meng Feiyan helped Meng Chen sit on the back of the Golden Winged Peng King and quickly left.
Billions of miles away, in a palace, Emperor Baili looked at the formation disk that exploded again in front of him, his expression gloomy and terrifying.
The dozen monks next to him looked at Emperor Baili solemnly. They had just watched Emperor Baili forcefully deduce the location of Meng Feiyan, then forcibly manifest it, and use the Hedao Star to forcefully launch a fatal blow against the man. hit.
He is now suffering from a violent backlash, and this is the second time he has vomited blood during this period...
But that guy was really powerful. In less than a month, he actually caused the emperor to suffer such a big loss.
The key is that the guy doesn't seem to be dead yet. The last scene only shows the human body transformed into a dragon and nailed to the ground.
Under normal circumstances, when the emperor takes action against a monk in the Hedao realm, it is normal for the opponent's body to explode and his soul to be annihilated. However, that person was just nailed to the ground. His body and soul were so powerful that it was simply unbelievable.
When they were worried, Emperor Baili wiped off the blood on his mask and said coldly: "That man is not dead, but I already know the location of that man, and his meridians have been sealed and his cultivation has been damaged. You can do whatever you want Just go after it.”
More than a dozen people were all monks from Yuandao Palace. Some of them came with them from the beginning, and some of them came later.
The monk from the Meng family said with a stern face: "For Meng Feiyan to do such a treasonous and unethical thing, the master of the family once ordered that he be killed as much as possible and the Fu Sheng Bi be recovered! On the contrary, it was Qing Xiao, the old sect, who wanted to bring him back safely. ”
The Zhang family members looked confused and indignant. As expected, their young master was harmed by Qing Xiao. How could they let Qing Xiao go!
The monk from the Meng family looked more and more solemn: "The old sect master is also a member of your Zhang family. Do you want to disobey the old sect master's order?"
The people of the Zhang family stopped talking. Although the old sect master's energy and blood were dry, he still held the title of the old sect master and they could not violate it.
Their silence was regarded as acquiescence to this matter.
After discussions between the Zhang family and the Meng family, they looked at Emperor Baili, and it was up to him to make the final decision.
Emperor Baili glanced over them with cold eyes, and said coldly: "Leave Meng Feiyan's life behind."
The monk from the Meng family frowned and said: "Emperor, the Meng family elders' council has passed a resolution. Meng Feiyan murdered the young master of the Yuandao Palace. He is a traitor to the Yuandao Palace and a traitor to the Meng family. His crime is unpardonable and he should be killed." .”
Emperor Baili's eyes fell on him, and as his eyes flashed, a blade of light flashed by, revealing that the Meng family monk's head was in a different place.
"Who wants to say more?"
The emperor's voice was cold and calm, as if he was not the one who killed just now.
Those monks were still frightened, and the emperor's words were like a reminder to them.
Monk Zhang quickly said: "Yes!"
The people in the Meng family didn't dare to say any more and quickly agreed.
After the people from both families went out, they gathered all the people they brought together.
Among them was Lord Qianlan Leng Qianlan, but at this time she was not even qualified to go in to see the emperor, so she could only wait outside.
They had obtained the approximate coordinates of Meng Feiyan and finally narrowed down the search scope. At the same time, he also learned that the guy named Qing Xiao turned out to be the one who could overcome the tribulation, and the two parties with different purposes directly joined forces.
Meng Chen and Meng Feiyan didn't know all this, but they still had a clear understanding of the coming crisis.
Meng Feiyan remained silent, which made Meng Chen a little uncomfortable, especially now that both of them were sitting on the back of the Golden Winged Peng King. When she gently put her head on her lap, Meng Chen only felt Scalp numbness.
"Uh...Meng Feiyan, were you injured just now?"
Meng Chen looked at her head with concern. She probably hit her head, otherwise her mood would not have changed drastically.
Meng Feiyan saw Meng Chen staring at her, her pretty face turned red, and she hit Meng Chen hard on the chest.
"What are you staring at me for?"
Meng Chen was speechless and repeated: "Were you injured just now? Did you fall on your head?"
The smile on Meng Feiyan's reddish face disappeared and she said with a straight face: "Why do you say that?"
Meng Chen didn't hide anything: "It's nothing, I just feel like you were a little too nice to me today..."
Meng Feiyan looked away naturally and did not deny it. She pretended to cough a few times before saying: "You saved me and helped me hide for so long. Shouldn't I be nicer to you now?"
Meng Chen thought so. She must have known that he had helped her when he let her out, and there was no need to continue to hide it.
"Okay, it's up to you." Meng Chen said casually. Meng Feiyan pursed her lips and remained silent for a long time before saying, "Can I know your name?"
She guessed that Qing Xiao must not be his real name. After all, the names Huang Xiao and Lu Xiao he used to deceive others were just like a joke. They were so damning.
Meng Chen was speechless. It seemed that Meng Feiyan was serious about having something happen with him this time. After all, Meng Feiyan had never asked her name seriously before.
Meng Chen didn't say anything. He kept using a pseudonym because he didn't want to reveal his true identity. He originally wanted to guard against the Qiantian Palace. Who would have thought that he would offend the Jiuxing Sect and Xuanyuan Cave Eyuan Dao Palace by some mistake? Three behemoths.
Compared with the three transcendent forces of Jiuxiao Domain, Qiantian Palace is really not enough.
The current situation is so bad, Meng Chen doesn't want to expose his identity anymore. If he can't survive anymore, he can change his vest and hide.
Seeing that he remained silent, Meng Feiyan sighed: "Forget it, if you don't want to say it, just leave it like that! It's good for us to be like this now."
Meng Chen then replied: "It's very good, so be it!"
The two were silent for a long time, and then Meng Chen added: "Actually, Qingxiao is not that messy name, it is a Taoist name."
Meng Feiyan's face showed joy: "Okay, I understand."
Meng Chen has already sent out a signal, and seems to be truly willing to associate with him.
When the Golden-winged Peng King was on his way, Meng Feiyan was surprised to find that the area below was becoming more and more desolate. There were no human cities or sects within hundreds of millions of miles, and the way forward was bleak.
She glanced at the Golden Winged Peng King and then looked at Meng Chen worriedly.
"Qingxiao, where are we going? It seems that we are going to the territory of the demon clan. The demon clan's attitude towards the human race is not so friendly..."
Meng Feiyan didn't mean to provoke Meng Chen and the Golden-winged Peng King, it was just out of worry. She and Meng Chen's meridians were blocked now, and the cultivation levels they could use were too weak. If the Golden-winged Peng King took them to the demon clan, I am afraid that I will not be able to control myself from now on.
Meng Chen looked indifferent and said with squinted eyes: "Don't worry, it has a restriction that I personally placed on it. As long as I have a thought, it will die."
Meng Feiyan felt relieved and patted his chest, no longer so nervous. Meng Chen looked solemn: "Don't ask such stupid questions in the future."
Meng Feiyan's delicate body trembled, and her heart felt as if a ball of cotton had been stuffed into it, making her panicky.
"I'm sorry, I crossed the line." Meng Feiyan said.
After a while of silence, Meng Feiyan added: "If you want, you can leave a mark on me."
Meng Chen was very surprised by this. After all, if he is marked, he is almost like a slave. Life and death depend on his own thoughts.
Meng Chen glanced at her with interest and swept her lower abdomen without leaving a trace. It was not impossible to get the same tattoos from Gu Qingshuang and Zhu Hongyan...
But definitely not now.
Not to mention how terrifying the enemy he faces is, he still doesn't understand the affairs of Yuandao Palace and Meng Family, so it's really unwise to get involved.
Meng Feiyan noticed Meng Chen's gaze and deliberately straightened up, as if she wanted Meng Chen to see her well-proportioned waistline.
Meng Chen withdrew his gaze nonchalantly: "Forget it, now is not the right time."
Meng Chen and Meng Feiyan started from friendship, relatively equal, with no hatred or resentment.
So Meng Chen couldn't treat her like an enemy, nor could he treat her like a person with some friendship.
For now, all we can do is probably let nature take its course.
Meng Feiyan fell silent, without saying a word, and his face looked a little ugly.
She had always been held high by others, even Zhang Zhicheng could only be her licking dog before he was completely torn apart, but now she was so ignored by Meng Chen, she felt so aggrieved that she turned away angrily, no longer Look at Meng Chen.
Meng Chen ignored her and stood on top of the Golden Winged Peng King, looking at the vast Luoxing Mountains in the distance.
The winding mountains stretch endlessly, the smoke is shining, and the mountains are purple at dusk.
The Golden-winged Peng King led Meng Chen and Meng Feiyan into the Falling Star Mountains. The Golden-winged Peng King also followed the previous plan and just found a peripheral area to land.
During this period, Meng Chen has been trying to clear the forbidden runes from the meridians, hoping to clear the forbidden runes from the meridians.
"Poof!"
Meng Chen spat out a mouthful of blood, his breath quickly weakened, and he was extremely weak.
The Golden Winged Peng King quickly asked: "My lord, what's wrong with you?"
Meng Feiyan also stepped forward with concern. Seeing Meng Chen's state, he hurriedly said: "The Emperor's methods are far superior to ours. It is impossible to break through the restrictions unless the Emperor of the Tribulation Realm takes action."< br>
"Where are you going to find the Tribulation Emperor... You said that you have been in the upper world for so many years, and you said that you are the most beautiful woman in the Jiuxiao Domain, but there is no senior emperor?"
Meng Feiyan's face darkened instantly. It seemed that he had told him about being the most beautiful woman in the Nine Heavens Region. Now that he said it like this, he was completely making fun of himself!
Of course, there is something even more humiliating, that is, as a disciple of the largest force in the Jiuxiao Domain, the resources that I can mobilize are so few...
This simply shattered the identity she had always flaunted as the genius of the upper realm to pieces eight hundred times, and shattered her arrogance of looking down on the monks from the lower realm to pieces.
She opened her mouth, but no words came out.
Meng Chen patted her shoulder comfortingly: "Okay, I know that Yuandao Palace and Meng Family were handling these matters before. For you, you just need to practice. I don't blame you for what you are doing now."
Meng Feiyan sighed: "I used to take it for granted. Suddenly separated from Yuandao Palace and Meng Family, I became a waste."
"Cheer up, there will always be a chance, and I have something to tell you."
Meng Feiyan asked doubtfully: "What's the matter? Don't feel sorry for me just stay with me. I'm not that fragile. You must..."
"Pah!" Meng Chen slapped her on the head and said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about! What I'm talking about is about the Fusheng Brush. You still can't seem to use its full power. It seems you need some skills. Cooperate, right?”
Meng Feiyan frowned, and her expression gradually became serious: "You helped me complete the Fu Sheng Brushwork Technique last time, right?"
Meng Chen nodded as confirmation.
Meng Feiyan breathed a long sigh of relief and sighed: "It's true. My grandfather passed away so suddenly that he couldn't even keep the entire technique. I don't know if this technique is complete."
Meng Chen looked at her for a long time before he said, "Do you believe me?"
The skills practiced by Meng Feiyan must be the inherited skills of the Meng family. If you want to deduce them, you must obtain them. Only by using the jade plate of good fortune can you deduce the whole chapter based on the fragments.
Meng Feiyan's red lips opened and closed, showing a sly smile: "Of course I believe that you have learned all the techniques secretly, so it's okay to show you the techniques. And, please!"
Meng Feiyan's expression suddenly became solemn. She believed in Meng Chen. She believed that he would not covet the Meng family's inherited skills. She also believed that he had the ability to help her complete the inherited skills.
"I will show you the inherited skills right now."
Meng Feiyan raised his hand and pointed a finger at the center of Meng Chen's eyebrows. The Meng family's inherited skills merged into Meng Chen's sea of consciousness.
This gesture was intimate, but also trusting. It was Meng Chen's response to Meng Feiyan's trust. After all, a finger pointed between the other person's eyebrows could severely damage the other person's consciousness with even a hint of malice.
Meng Chen checked Meng Feiyan's technique, which was called "The Great Dream Sutra", which was different from the "Dream Ancient Sutra" he had deduced before.
There is no doubt that the "Dream Sutra" is definitely not the complete version...
Meng Chen retracted his thoughts, frowned and said: "Okay, then I will start to help you deduce it now."
Meng Feiyan's eyes lit up: "Then what can I do for you?"
Meng Chen glanced at him and said angrily: "Just don't disturb me."
Meng Feiyan curled her lips and stepped aside angrily.
The Golden Winged Peng King contracted his wings, became smaller, and landed on an ancient tree next to Meng Chen, protecting Meng Chen.
Meng Chen took out the jade plate of creation and began to deduce the "Dream Ancient Sutra", but his expression was a little strange during the process.
There is no other reason. There is a huge difference in the content of the Dameng Sutra and the Dameng Ancient Sutra. In comparison, the Dameng Sutra is like a dog's tail that continues the exercise. The first half is not bad, but the difference becomes more and more later. But bigger.
The Great Dream Sutra uses thoughts to control the pen, and the thoughts and true essence are integrated into the floating pen and evolved into the real world.
The Great Dream Ancient Sutra was created from scratch, in line with nature, and in line with the great ways of heaven and earth. Just looking at the tone of the Great Dream Ancient Sutra, Meng Chen felt that this thing was some kind of fairy sutra.
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