The small tent was dull and there was no other decoration except a bed. Meng Xu was paced back and forth in the narrow clearing. When he turned around for the eleventh time, he stopped and said to himself: "I will never hand over the inner alchemy."

As soon as he said that, Meng Xu was frightened by this idea first. It was not Mu Xingqiu or someone's order, but the request of the entire Taoist dynasty. Compared to killing all the things, this is already considered magnanimous, but—

Meng Xu recalled many past events: the surprise she was chosen by Zhaoshan, the excitement when she condensed her energy into a elixir, the pride and excitement brought by every improvement in her realm, and finally she encountered a sigh disaster.

Joined Zhaoshan at the age of twelve and after 115 years of practice, Meng Xu, who was at the fourth level of smoking, suddenly felt exhausted. The road ahead was too far and difficult, and she had exhausted all her will. To be honest, after confirming that she could no longer improve her realm, her first feeling was not regret, but relaxation.

She didn't need to feel ashamed. There were many Taoist priests who stopped at the level of ce Xia and inhalation. The fourth level of smoking swallowing can already be among the upper-middle ranks. Sighing disaster means another life will begin for ordinary Taoist priests. She can live for another four or five hundred years and work hard in the field of elixirs. Maybe she can create a few new formulas to leave her name in Taoist books.

Start practicing again and experience pride, excitement and excitement again? No, Meng Xu does not have this strong will.

"I hide, not let the Taoist dictatorship be found, nor the demons find it. My inner alchemy will not cause trouble." Meng Xu thought about it the more he thought that this plan was feasible, but there was still the danger of being possessed by demons. "It's been a few months, and I have nothing to do. I hide in a deserted place. Even if I become possessed by demons, who can it affect?"

Meng Xu gradually felt fear in his heart. He looked around and found that there was nothing to clean up. The magic tools were gone, and the materials for the alchemy were all in another smuggling house. "I took nothing away, and I made the alchemy, which is enough."

Meng Xu felt more and more at ease, believing that he did not owe any favors to Taoist priest Demon Invasion and Mu Xingqiu.

She sat on the bed and waited patiently for dawn. The Taoist priests' defenses were tighter at night, and they would not be paid attention during the day.

At this moment, how many people can't sleep at night because they have to hand over the inner elixir and even cannot have daily thoughts? Meng Xu felt that he would never be the only one. Maybe he could find some like-minded people to go there. Meng Xu almost got up to find someone. She knew that there were several demon-invading Taoist priests who were probably consistent with her own ideas.

Not long after, she gave up the idea. This was a risky move. The demon invading Taoists believed Mu Xingqiu and even depended on him. Someone might report it, and the more people there were, the more likely they would be exposed.

Meng Xu decided to act alone.

It was dawn. Meng Xu waited for a while to avoid suspicion. Two quarters of an hour later, she couldn't wait any longer. She was anxious, which reminded her of the urgent feeling when she was waiting by the stove next to the stove and waited for her mother to uncover the lid of the pot when she was a child.

She made up a set of rhetorics, and there were some rare herbs in the nearby mountains, and she wanted to pick some for reserve. She didn't need help... But she thought too much and no one came forward to ask. She was the only smoke-swallowing priest in the camp. She was always respected as she deserved.

The Taoist priests outside the tent nodded to her. Two people deliberately invited her to talk to each other. They realized that she was not interested and swallowed the invitation again.

After spending more than two months together day and night, Meng Xu developed some feelings for the Taoist Demon Invasion, even surpassing his nostalgia for Zhaoshan. This place was where she lived for more than a hundred years, but she did not have the opportunity to have too much contact with her fellow disciples during her practice.

Xiao Wei and Bald men chased each other around the fleas, and they were the only ones in the camp. This is not surprising. Bald men were unintentional. Xiao Wei's realm had just reached the triple level of inhalation, and handing over the inner elixir had little effect on them.

Meng Xu walked out of the camp and tried not to walk too fast. He climbed up a nearby mountain and looked back on the top of the mountain. No Taoist invasion had found that she was going to escape. Everything was as usual in the camp. There were golems standing in the spiritual demon camp. Going westward were the demon camps, which were larger in scale and more lively inside.

When these demons hear about the plan of the Taoist dynasty, they will probably turn against each other immediately.

Meng Xu continued to move forward and speeded up, but did not fly, which would attract unnecessary attention. Moreover, her main magic weapon was gone. If she simply flew with magic power, it would be too much to consume, so she had to make long-term plans.

After noon, Meng Xu climbed over five peaks, and when he turned around, he could no longer see the camp.

A red dot on the hillside to the east attracted her attention. Based on her experience, she knew it was a herb. She had no special plans anyway, so Meng Xu walked towards the red dot.

A grand seven-petal snow-covered flower is blooming. This flower blooms every three years and is usually white and blends with the snow. It is extremely difficult to find. It only turns bright red when it opens, attracting the attention of creatures.

This is not a precious herb, but you can't get it by wanting it. Meng Xu has only seen the withered snow-covered flowers, and this is the first time he has seen a fresh body.

She hesitated for a while and decided to pick it up. In the lonely years in the future, she would continue to refine alchemy and make medicine.

There are many rules for collecting herbs, but it is not as simple as reaching out to pick it away. Since there is no magic weapon, you can only keep everything simple. You can cast spells with both hands to remove the water from the entire plant, leaving only the dry essence, and then carefully dig it out through the roots. The advantage of this is that it can retain the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the rhizomes.

The whole process took nearly two quarters of an hour, and Meng Xu almost forgot his plan to escape. When she put the complete snow-collar flowers into the Qiankun bag, she felt satisfied and felt that it was worth it to delay this time.

When she stood up and prepared to move forward, she was stunned for a moment and her heart almost stopped beating.

Just ten steps away, an old man in a stairs was sitting on a snow pile, staring at her without blinking.

"You, who are you?" Meng Xu didn't recognize this Taoist priest, and couldn't even tell which Taoist priest he came from, but she believed that this must be a high-level Taoist priest, otherwise she would not have discovered his existence for so long.

"This is the eleventh time it has opened and the first time it has been picked." The old Taoist priest said, his voice sounding not old, but it has no characteristics, and it is easy for people to forget it after hearing it.

"Are you talking about this snow-hidden flower?" Meng Xu was extremely surprised. The Taoist priest could see the age of the herbs at a glance, but it was much better than his disciple of the alchemy. "Are you a Taoist priest who is a god. Come to collect inner elixir?"

Meng Xu's heart almost fell to his lower dantian.

But the old Taoist priest shook his head, "There is a magic golem nearby. I came over and saw this hidden flower. I wanted it, but you took it first."

Meng Xu immediately summoned the snow-covered flowers that he had worked hard to dig out and held them in his hands, "Please accept them and just treat me as a gift for you."

The Taoist priest did not make any moves, and the dry Xuezanghua automatically left Meng Xu's palm and flew in front of him.

The Taoist priest looked at it for a while, then suddenly opened his mouth and swallowed it from the flower to the root. Instead of chewing it a little, he entered his stomach with one bite. The snow-hidden flowers were more than two feet long, but he did not feel embarrassed at all.

Meng Xu was extremely surprised and believed that he was a high-level Taoist priest, probably a Taoist priest of the gods.

"Seven hundred years ago, a snow leopard died here, and its body was covered with ice and snow and slowly rotted. The seeds of this snow-hidden flower came from five hundred miles southeast. It drifted with the wind for a whole year before it fell on the snow leopard's corpse, absorbing its last bit of flesh, living for thirty-three years, and blooming eleven times. Today you pick it."

Meng Xu stood there for a while, then said respectfully: "You are fellow Taoist Li Huashi from Hongshan Elixir Department, right?"

There are only two Taoist priests in the alchemy department, one is Yang Yannian, the master of Pangshan. Meng Xu once saw him. At that time, Yang Yannian was still in the realm of Xingluo and was detained by Luanjingshan. The other is Li Huashi from Hongshan, whom Meng Xu had never seen him.

The old Taoist priest still did not answer, but continued to say to himself, "What a pity, there is no injection of enough demon species. The golem can only be a golem and cannot become a real demon. If you come one step later, the demon heart has been destroyed, and the golem is of little use. Maybe you can change the method..."

The old Taoist priest kept chattering, but it was unpredictable to Meng Xu. After listening for a while, she couldn't help asking: "Why should the Taoist priest hide? The Taoist priest has indeed declined a little, and it has not been subdued by the Rimang Taoist priest, but there are more numerous and more powerful magic weapons, so it may not be weaker than the demons."

The old Taoist priest was still talking about the golem. After a while, he suddenly changed his tone and answered Meng Xu's question, "...It's nothing strange. The Taoist priest's tricks are the same as those of the demons more than 130,000 years ago. The demons were tired of destroying Taoist priests one by one, so they deliberately showed weakness. The Taoist priests hidden everywhere emerged and decided to have a decisive battle. As a result, the Taoist priests won because there were traitors within the demons..."

"Traitor? Didn't the Taoist dynasty rely on its own strength to defeat the demon clan?"

The old Taoist priest seemed to have not heard Meng Xu's words and continued to say to himself, "The Taoist priest must use the same trick again. They do not intend to engage in a long-term war, but to solve all the demons at once."

"No, once the demon-suppressing bell breaks, all the demon seeds will come out of Wangshan, so there is no need to design to concentrate them."

It is unlikely to talk to the old Taoist priest. He raised a finger and completely immersed in his words. "Nine treasures are the key. Over the past 100,000 years, they have accumulated more and more power, which has long exceeded the power of the entire Taoist dynasty. However, how to stimulate the power inside is a big problem. Too easy to stimulate, it will bring danger to the Taoist dynasty, too difficult, and lose the opportunity to defeat the enemy. Therefore, the Taoist dynasty must hide as a whole, and their methods must be related to this."

The old Taoist priest thought for a while, "But what is the solution? Alas, it's a headache, I need to eat a Taoist priest to find the answer."

Meng Xu retreated step by step and asked in a trembling voice: "You are not a Taoist priest, who are you?"

"There is a Taoist priest in front of me." The old Taoist priest stared at Meng Xu for a while, and even his eyes were uncharacteristic. "It's a pity that she is too ordinary, she doesn't know anything, and she's tasteless."

"Are you Yi Shijun?" Meng Xu finally realized that the various behaviors of this old Taoist priest were very similar to the legendary Yi Shijun.

The old Taoist priest stood up and his appearance changed in a series of changes, sometimes a Taoist priest, sometimes a demon clan, sometimes a wild beast, like a series of overlapping shadows, "If you know everything, you are the gods. This is also the only difference between me and God, but I am working hard and I need to know everything, so I have to find an informed Taoist priest to eat it."

The figure flashed continuously, and the old Taoist priest was about to disappear. He suddenly said, "The soul is a rare delicacy, I'd better start with it."

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