The strongest ruler of the heavens

Chapter 2 The Monk Nameless
As the lord of the underworld, how could Po Meng's strength be low?And Lin Xi is just a warrior with some strength after all.

Facing Granny Meng, Lin Xi actually found that she couldn't avoid the big mouth biting her no matter what, so she could only desperately call on the system for some strength from the golden light protecting her body.

When Lin Xi called the system, the countdown on the system panel also returned to zero.

crunch
The wooden door was pushed open by a monk in white robes, and the strong wind brought yellow sand in.

"Wu Ming met Po Meng." The white-robed monk clasped his hands together and bowed slightly to Po Meng who was biting towards Lin Xi.

Po Meng turned a blind eye to Wuming's arrival and bit Lin Xi fiercely with her fishy mouth.

hum.
A golden halo emerged and enveloped Lin Xi, looking like a giant golden egg.

Granny Meng's fangs gritted against the golden light of the bodyguard and made a crunching sound, and the fishy smell in her mouth rushed straight to Lin Xi.

"Grandma Meng, you can't eat my food, and now someone is here again, why don't you entertain me?"

Seeing that Po Meng was stopped by the golden light of the body protector, Lin Xi heaved a sigh of relief, and she became more confident.

"Who are you?" Knowing that she couldn't do anything to Lin Xi, Granny Meng didn't try any more, and directly turned into a human form and said in a cold voice.

Slowly retracting the long sword into its scabbard, Lin Xi smiled lightly, "Lin Xi."

"Lin Xi, hum!" Granny Meng snorted coldly, then looked at Wuming, "What are you monk doing here?"

"If you want to go to the Underworld by way, I hope Granny Meng will allow you." Wuming bowed slightly and said lightly.

"Is he the one you said you wanted to borrow?" Granny Meng closed her ears and looked coldly at Lin Xi who was sitting leisurely at the table.

"Yes, I hope Granny Meng will allow me."

Nameless nodded to Lin Xi, "Thank you."

"Hahahaha, what do you think of me as Mengpo Village? Is it a place where you can borrow as much as you want?" Seeing Lin Xi and Wuming's natural posture, Meng Po laughed back angrily, and a huge shadow appeared behind her.

"Meng Pogui is the master of the underworld, what Wuming said is indeed a bit abrupt, and Wuming also prepared a little gift for it." Wuming said, taking out a cloth bag from his arms and walking towards Po Meng, "The yellow spring is full of yellow sand for eight hundred miles, and there are no flowers and no flowers. Ye, so come here with flower seeds."

Po Meng glanced coldly at the cloth bag on the table, but did not speak.

"This flower is not an extraordinary thing, but the manjusawahua recorded in the Lotus Sutra of the Miaofa. It can survive even in a special place like Huangquan, and it can add a special style to Huangquan."

"Huangquan doesn't need any flowers." Meng Po picked up the bag and discarded it casually, but because of her young age and lack of spirit, Sanqi was very interested in the seeds of manjusawa, so she quickly picked them up from the ground carefully Earn in the arms.

"The excuse?"

"Let's talk later!"

Lin Xi sighed slightly, knowing that Po Meng was doomed.Wuming has already broken the precept, and his obsession is too deep, and those who stand in the way will end up with their souls scattered.

Sure enough, after Granny Meng refused, Wuming gradually exuded a trace of killing intent, and the appearance of the eminent monk who had attained enlightenment almost disappeared.

"Meng Po, will you die?" The nameless monk's robe fluttered, and his mana fluctuated endlessly.

"Oh, why bother?" Lin Xi shook her head, turned and walked towards Sanqi, picked her up and hid her aside.

Although Sanqi is not bad in strength, but she is young and lacks spirit, Lin Xi doesn't want her to have any moths.

If he was accidentally killed by Wuming, it would be too late for him to cry.

300 years of ice hell, it's scary to think about it.

boom.
Following a loud noise, Lin Xi looked into the field, and saw that the nameless Granny Meng, who had been transformed into her body, slammed into the wall, and the tables, chairs and stairs on the way were also shattered, looking very embarrassed.

Judging from the current situation alone, Wuming is at a disadvantage, but Lin Xi knows that this is just an illusion.

Wuming has already attained the Arhat status, and his physical body has been separated from the mortal body early, his mana is even better, and the blood flowing in his body is the nemesis of Meng Po.

It only takes one drop, one drop of blood can make Po Meng's soul fly away.

Wuming, who had been suppressed by Granny Meng, instantly reversed the situation. After breaking away from Granny Meng's attack, he cut his palm, and a strand of golden blood overflowed from the wound and turned into runes all over the sky.

The golden rune is full of vast and peaceful atmosphere, but it is such a comfortable atmosphere that brings a great sense of crisis to Po Meng and Sanqi.

The rune was formed, and Wuming slapped Po Meng with his palm without hesitation, and the runes all over the sky also entangled towards Po Meng as if ordered.

The sound like cold water being poured on a branding iron sounded on Po Meng's body, accompanied by Po Meng's screams.

"Aniang." Sanqi kept twisting, trying to break free from Lin Xi, but Lin Xi didn't dare to let go, for fear that Wuming would slap Sanqi with his palm.

Wuming indifferently looked at Granny Meng, who was gradually becoming illusory under the entanglement of runes, with a trace of unbearable in his eyes.

"Sanqi. After Auntie leaves, you have to take care of yourself alone. Do you remember Meng Potang?"

"Remember." Sanqi didn't cry loudly, but kept sobbing and looked at the extremely weak Meng Po.

"That's good"

Granny Meng smiled slightly, a hint of relief was revealed on her beautiful face, and her figure also turned into a little bit of starlight and dispersed.

"Oh, why bother?" Lin Xi shook her head and let go of Sanqi in her arms.

Since ancient times, love is more than hatred, and Po Meng has been deeply hurt by love. Lin Xi even guessed that Po Meng wanted to die on purpose, otherwise she would not have that relieved smile.

As the lord of the underworld, Po Meng has a very high status in the underworld, second only to the king of the underworld. If she really wants to let people into the underworld, it will not be a big problem.

Wuming put his hands together and closed his eyes and recited a section of the sutra before opening his eyes and bowing slightly to Lin Xi, "Thank you."

"No, you may never come back after this trip. It's not easy to cultivate yourself. Do you still want to go?"

"She took my qin, I have to find her to get it back."

"Qin, is it really that important?"

"It's a part of me and it's important."

Lin Xi took a deep look at Wuming. Seeing Wuming's determined expression, he didn't speak anymore. He could only silently watch him walk into the boundless yellow sand.

Lin Xi knew that after he left, there would be no more nameless people in the world, only a ghost messenger called 'Zhao Li'.

A ghost messenger who has wanted to find himself for thousands of years.

After regaining consciousness, Lin Xi went to Sanqi who was sitting on the ground in a daze and rubbed her hair, "Sanqi, you will be Po Meng from now on, and the matter of crossing the ghosts will fall on you."

"Sanqi knows, A Niang has taught Sanqi."

Lin Xi smiled, but she was a little melancholy, there were faint tears in her eyes when she looked up at the roof, and she was even more helpless in her heart.

Not for Sanqi, but for myself.

Thinking that I am about to change from a good young man to an old monster is a burst of helplessness.

Granny Meng died, Sanqi was incomplete, and her heart was soft. She couldn't stop those cultivators at all, but forced herself.

I just hope that these 300 years will not be wasted.
(End of this chapter)