"It's you!" The holy lady exclaimed, and immediately, as if she was facing an enemy, her whole body's mana began to surge to guard against Meng Jing.

Meng Jing ignored the aunt, looked at the weak Zixuan, and then at the sleeping baby girl.

The moment Zixuan saw Meng Jing, her expression was startled and pleasantly surprised.

"What are you doing here? You are still so young!" The holy lady asked in a low voice, "That's right, you have water spirit beads that can slow down the passing of life!"

Meng Jing glanced at the aunt, and said in a calm tone: "I heard that we need help here! Is it? A descendant of Nuwa!"

Zixuan was overjoyed when she heard the words, the excitement in her eyes was completely revealed.

"Senior, are you willing to help me? Are you willing to bear the pain and part with the Water Spirit Orb?"

In fact, when Zixuan heard about the Water Lingzhu, Meng Jing's face a hundred years ago had already appeared in her mind. They found each other within a short period of time, but never thought that this monk would appear in front of them!
"Zixuan, don't be confused by the benefits in front of you. He has nothing to do with us, why should he help us!" The saint looked at Meng Jing with extreme vigilance and said, "He must have a special purpose!"

Meng Jing smiled softly and waved towards the holy lady, a force of extreme cold quickly spread in the room, and with the flash of magic power on the holy lady, the holy lady instantly turned into an ice sculpture.

"You! Bastard!" The holy lady uttered her last voice in the house.

"Okay, I'll shut up the person who is in the way for now!" Meng Jing said with a smile on her face, "How about we have a good talk?"

Seeing that the holy lady was frozen instantly, Zixuan immediately burst into shock from a weak state, hugged the baby girl and looked at Meng Jing nervously, she quickly observed the frozen holy lady, and found that the other party was not in danger of life. Breathe a sigh of relief.

Although she was feeling relieved, she was terrified by Meng Jing's way of freezing the holy lady in an instant with a wave of her hand. If she remembered correctly, Meng Jing should be a monk of the Tao of Fire, why would there be such a profound ice element? spell?

To be able to freeze a holy lady who has been cultivated for thousands of years.

Could it be that the other party is a water and fire monk?
If it is true, Zixuan feels that the opponent's aptitude is really terrifying, the fire element has been cultivated to the extreme flame soul, and the water element has also reached the suspected water soul state.

But the obsessive Zixuan put aside these distracting thoughts, and still asked with hope: "If senior can help me, Zixuan will never forget it! From now on, I am willing to be a cow and a horse to repay my senior!"

"What you are thinking is to prevent Nuwa's power from passing away!" Meng Jing said indifferently.

"Yes!" Zixuan hurriedly hugged the baby girl and knelt on the ground, looked at Meng Jing with pleading eyes and said, "I still want to see Yeping again! But if I lose my spiritual power, I will definitely become a baby girl in a few decades. An old-looking man!"

Meng Jing secretly said: "Perhaps after you see each other again, what you think in your heart is to be with each other forever!"

"I can help you, but there is no such thing as a free lunch! You need to pay some price!" Meng Jing said with a cold smile.

Zixuan couldn't help hesitating when she heard Meng Jing's indifferent face, but the eyes of the aunt who was frozen by Meng Jing showed worry in the depths of her eyes, and she kept using her eyes to hint Zixuan not to agree.

After a period of inner struggle, Zixuan took a deep breath and said: "Okay, senior, please tell me what is the request?" After she finished speaking, she looked at the baby girl who was sleeping peacefully in her arms, with an apologetic expression on her face.

"I have frozen your daughter but you have to give me your daughter and let her be by my side!" Meng Jing said: "I will restore her freedom until you die! How about it?"

Zixuan's pupils shrank when she heard this, and she suddenly looked at Meng Jing, her eyes struggling.

One is a daughter, and the other is a reincarnation who wants to meet her lover?This put Zixuan in a dilemma.

At this moment, the ice that had frozen the holy lady made a crackling sound and then shattered, and the entire room and even the entire inn fell into a state of extreme cold.

The tea on the table turned into ice as soon as the ice was lifted.

White mist and fine ice particles floated in the room.

The aunt's face was pale, and she looked at Meng Jing with murderous eyes, "You want to control Nuwa's lineage?" The aunt said coldly.

"Oh? I didn't expect you to be able to break free with [-]% of your mana. I am impressed! I underestimated you!" Meng Jing said indifferently: "You are worthy of being the saint who assists the descendants of Nuwa in the past!"

"Even if your Taoism is supernatural and your cultivation is world-class, I don't care what schemes you have. You are not welcome in our Nuwa lineage! Please leave here immediately!" The holy lady said with a cold face at the moment, and looked at hesitantly after speaking. The undecided Zixuan scolded: "Zixuan, are you crazy? Let Qing'er be an ambitious person like him? Even if he freezes Qing'er on the spot, what if one day he is in an unknown place that we can't find?" After lifting the ice seal, isn't Qing'er one of his people? Isn't the successor of Nuwa's power in his hands?"

Zixuan trembled when she heard the words, pain appeared in the depths of her eyes.

They knew what happened to Xuan Xiao back then.

Become my man?Meng Jing looked at the sleeping baby girl, secretly said that I don't like to develop games, I just want to study what the power of the emperor is, and by the way, I will connect with Zixuan's plot to avoid Fuxi's attention.

After all, if Zixuan didn't have the spell to freeze Qing'er to prevent the loss of Nuwa's power in her body, she would end up dying of old age, and could no longer have a sadomasochistic relationship with Xu Changqing.

"Holy Aunt..."

"Are you still obsessed with your obsession? Do you look like the mother of the earth? Do you have a shred of determination to dedicate yourself to all living beings? The love between children is long or short! But the meaning of your existence is for the safety of all creatures!" Said harshly.

Zixuan fell into an extremely entangled situation.

Or seeing Zixuan's hesitant expression, the holy lady looked at Meng Jing with cold eyes, and said coldly: "Could it be that you took the water spirit bead just for today's moment? Although I am not as good as you, but you want If you insist on confusing Zixuan, I will fight to the death with you!"

Meng Jing was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, then he laughed and said mockingly: "The fish died and the net was broken?"

"Yes, so what?" When the holy lady waved it, a series of dharma lines appeared behind her. Each dharma line was full of colorful expressions, and it was full of mana.

"It's a pity that the ending is always a net of death, but the net is not broken!" Meng Jing said coldly, exuding an extremely cold air from his body.

"Sure enough!" The blue veins on the saint's forehead were revealed, her eyes filled with disbelief, and she said: "It really is the water soul realm, no wonder it can freeze me in an instant, what a water and fire twin soul realm! You and other mortals actually have this Wait for mana!"

"Are you not afraid that if I fight with you, it will affect the people of the capital of Nanzhao?" Meng Jing sneered and said, "You still say that you are protecting the common people's Nuwa's lineage? I think you just want to keep Nuwa's power Bar?"

"You are talking nonsense!" The holy lady was furious, and then she heard the complicated noises of the crowds in the capital of Nanzhao Kingdom walking up and down the streets, and her face flashed unbearably. If there is a unilateral spike, it will definitely affect innocent people.

"Forget it, I'll let you half-baked fairy see the power of a mortal monk!" Meng Jing smiled and muttered slowly.

Every word fell very clearly in the ears of Shengnu and Zixuan.

"The Nine Heavens Profound Temple, turned into a divine thunder, radiates the power of the sky, and leads it with a sword!"

At this time, there was a thunderbolt above the capital of Nanzhao, and the next second, black clouds rolled, and thunderclouds floated from all directions, and the whole country fell into a dark environment. The only light was the thunderclouds flickering on the sky. thunder.

Even the inn room where Meng Jing was staying was suddenly dark, making it extremely depressing.

Shengnu and Zixuan felt the power of thunder and lightning in the void, and their expressions changed instantly. Both of them were not stupid in IQ, and both of them could sense that the large thundercloud that suddenly appeared in the sky of the capital was transformed by Meng Jing's spell.

This is a great supernatural power!

This is not a low-level spell like palm thunder, but a thunder spell that covers a large area!

Once there is an indiscriminate bombardment, the Nanzhao Kingdom can cease to exist.

"You can actually summon heavenly thunder!? Who are you! I heard that the Qionghua Sect doesn't have this kind of magic!" The aunt's expression turned ugly.

Meng Jing was surprised when he heard this, and secretly thought that this guy must have investigated the Qionghua faction and himself.

"That's why your words are nothing more than scaremongering to me! Against me, I can instantly turn this place into a purgatory of thunder!" Meng Jing said softly: "If I really want to control Nuwa's lineage, Wouldn't it be better to kill you all? Besides, how difficult is it for me to take away Zixuan's daughter? Do you think so?"

"You!" The saint's face was flushed with anger, as if she was about to spit out blood.

She was really powerless, even if she used her secret technique to kill Meng Jing with a single blow, she might not be able to prevent the floating thunder cloud from smashing down the thunder and turning Nanzhao into a purgatory.

"Although the choice of a fork in fate is difficult, it is not someone else's choice but her own choice! Even if the ending is painful in the future, at least this way will have no regrets! I can't blame others!" Meng Jing looked at Zixuan and said: " Am I right? Zixuan! Do you choose to let your youth pass away, or can you see your lover again in your cardamom youth?"

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