A red whip suddenly flew out from the slant.

A long whip roll will cause several leaves to fall.

Meng Jingzhe turned his head and saw Ye Shenglan appearing behind him at some time, and wings grew from behind her.

Ye Shenglan joined the battle and danced with great power. Soon the two joined forces and immediately gained the upper hand.

But this big tree is not easy to bully, and soon the body suddenly surged upwards, and then more leaves appeared on the trunk.

"More and more." Ye Shenglan's face was full of solemnity, and she was obviously extremely afraid of this big tree.

After another round of confrontation, Meng Jingzhe was not as busy as before, but said, "I will help you to support the formation, and you can recognize your master."

"Recognize the master?" Ye Shenglan looked puzzled, obviously not knowing where this sentence came from.

"This is not a tree, it should be a weapon." Meng Jingzhe expressed his guess.

This possibility was obviously completely beyond Ye Shenglan's expectations, but soon she said: "Since it is a weapon, you discovered it first. I will help you to support the formation and you will recognize your master."

Meng Jingzhe glanced at her and said, "You go, you can't suppress this wave."

Seeing that Ye Shenglan still didn't move, obviously wanted to keep the gentleman's promise, Meng Jingzhe added: "I already have the Dragon Roar Sword."

The Dragon Roar Sword made a cheerful soft sound on the spot.

Ye Shenglan was no longer polite and jumped up high.

Meng Jingzhe's voice sounded in her ears at this time.

Transmit the message into secret.

Obviously, Meng Jingzhe was guarding against the eavesdropping of the big tree.

Ye Shenglan lowered her head and looked at Meng Jingzhe, who was holding a sword under the tree to face the enemy. She no longer had any hesitation, but continued to move upward.

"Don't think about it, don't think about it!" The big tree obviously also saw the intentions of the two, and the leaves on their bodies shot towards Ye Shenglan with a more crazy momentum.

"Your opponent is me." Meng Jingzhe said.

The sword light rose, and all the leaves flying towards Ye Shenglan were stopped.

"Silly Demons! Stupid Demons!" Dashu shouted.

Meng Jingzhe looked at it using the leaves faster and faster, and couldn't help asking: "You fell so hard that you really won't be bald?"

What responded to him was that the big tree even ignored Ye Shenglan, who wanted to attack his core, and directly turned all the attacks and attacked Meng Jingzhe.

Meng Jingzhe hurriedly avoided him, but he asked curiously: "Are you really bald when you are so angry?"

"Die, die soon!" the big tree shouted.

Meng Jingzhe was struggling at this time, but Dashu kept stepping up his offensive. Seeing that he was about to completely lock him up, Dashu's voice suddenly stopped.

At this time, the thousands of blades seemed to have lost their direction. They all followed the gravity and fell straight down. After falling onto the ground, the blades gradually became smaller and eventually all flew up toward a certain part of the sky.

After a while, the big tree that was originally towering into the clouds slowly shrank.

Ye Shenglan spread her wings and slowly fell from the sky, holding a light green whip in her hand.

The whip is full of tiny scales, densely packed, and there is a hidden flow of light.

"Thousands of whips." Ye Shenglan explained.

Meng Jingzhe listened to the name, thought of the thousands of leaves that were attacking him before, and said, "It's not disappointing his name."

Ye Shenglan's original red whip was already put away at this time. She couldn't put it down and touched the new whip and said, "Although it has not become a magic weapon, it already has a spirit of the weapon."

"But this weapon spirit is inevitably a little irritable." Meng Jingzhe said.

[From thousands of Yin and Yang values: +1]

Meng Jingzhe laughed again and said, "I have a very bad temper."

Wan Qianbian stood up directly from Ye Shenglan's hand, pointing at Meng Jingzhe, as if he was about to hit him immediately.

"No." Ye Shenglan gently pressed it down.

Meng Jingzhe looked at the wings behind her again and asked, "Is this born?"

When Ye Shenglan heard this, she shook her head gently and looked at the group of small animals protected by Meng Jingzhe. Finally, her eyes fell on the little white rabbit in his arms and said, "Sir, I should have seen that they are not simple animals."

Meng Jingzhe nodded, looked at the wings behind Ye Shenglan, and couldn't help asking: "Are you too..."

Ye Shenglan nodded and said, "If I don't find a solution, I will probably become one of them."

Meng Jingzhe asked again: "Then why didn't I change at all?"

After Meng Jingzhe came in, although he felt the pure demonic energy, there was no sign of turning into an animal.

"Is it because you were once a cultivator?" Ye Shenglan's surprise was no less than Meng Jingzhe.

Meng Jingzhe looked down at the series of immortal cultivators behind him who had become animals, and even his master, Jinghe Jianzun, the number one in the world of immortal cultivation, became a rabbit in his arms at this time.

Obviously, all these changes have nothing to do with whether they are cultivators or not.

"If it weren't for this reason, it might be because the teacher had a special physique, so he could avoid this kind of torture." Ye Shenglan's tone was slow, but there was no big fluctuation.

The Long Yin Jian beside him was thinking, but because Ye Shenglan was present, it said nothing.

Meng Jingzhe thought that he could not only switch freely between demonic energy and spiritual energy, but also mix demonic energy and spiritual energy. With such a special ability, even the Dragon Roar Sword, which had lived for tens of thousands of years, was surprised. He couldn't help but tie the changes that he had not yet happened to with such abilities.

"Where is Haoxue and Haoyue? Miss Ye is there any trace of them?" Meng Jingzhe asked again.

Ye Shenglan shook her head and said, "As soon as I enter here, I am alone."

As soon as you enter the holy land, you will be dispersed with others. This setting is the same as Meng Jingzhe thought.

Ye Shenglan said again: "It is a blessing to be able to meet with Mr. This time, I dare not ask for more."

Meng Jingzhe said again: "It seems that we must pass this lake now."

When Ye Shenglan heard this, she did not hesitate much and looked down at the thousands of whips in her hand.

"Don't look at me, I don't know anything." Wan Qianbian, who was forced to recognize his master, obviously had a very big temper.

Ye Shenglan frowned slightly, and Wanqianbian immediately shouted: "It hurts!"

"Don't you say it?" Ye Shenglan asked.

Although he knew that Wanqianbiao was a rare treasure, Ye Shenglan still retained the mentality of the other party being just a tool.

As for tools, if you are disobedient, you will naturally be inappropriate.

Wan Qianbian was reluctant to recognize his master, and at this time he was treated like this by Ye Shenglan. Naturally, he felt wronged and could only say: "Anything that enters Shenhu will only have one result."

"Except?" Meng Jingzhe immediately added.

Wan Qianwu glared at Meng Jingzhe, but it was just a whip, and his eyes were about to break, and Meng Jingzhe didn't feel anything at all. He could only say reluctantly: "Unless he encountered the moon, there would be ferrymen in the lake."

"Why do ferryers say it is 'people', not 'people'?" Meng Jingzhe was picking on the side.

Wan Qianbian didn't expect Meng Jingzhe to be so meticulous, but it really didn't want to say it, just said, "You will know when you see it."

Meng Jingzhe did not let it go, but continued: "The ferryman crosses the river, there must be conditions for him to cross. What is it?"

Wan Qianbian whip said vaguely, "I'm just a whip, how can I know so much?"

"It's still hidden?" Ye Shenglan's voice lowered.

Wan Qianbian was anxious and said, "I really don't know, I really don't know, Master."

"Forget it." Meng Jingzhe stopped Ye Shenglan's movements and said, "The soldiers come and the generals come and the water comes and the soil covers the earth."

Ye Shenglan heard this and then let out thousands of whips, then said, "There are two days left to be the new moon, why don't we wait by the lake?"

Meng Jingzhe nodded.

Both of them are cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage and have long been fasting. In just two days, they are not sad.

However, Meng Jingzhe did not change much, but Ye Shenglan looked every hour.

Originally, she had just grown wings behind her back, but at this time, even her neck began to grow fine fluff.

Ye Shenglan didn't care much, but instead had the time to chat with Meng Jingzhe, saying, "Sir, have you experienced a lot, have you ever encountered any unforgettable things before?"

Meng Jingzhe thought about it carefully, and then said, "After the age of fifteen, it is an unforgettable experience."

He was a fool in the first thirteen years of this world. In the next two years, he struggled to survive with his sister. After the age of fifteen, his life began to be cheated. Although it was not going well, it also allowed him to have the current Nascent Soul stage cultivation within a few years.

His cultivation speed is actually far beyond his master Jing and Jian Zun.

After hearing this, Ye Shenglan's eyes darkened slightly, and there was a mask covering her. Meng Jingzhe couldn't see the slight changes on her face.

"Apart from my uncle, Ye has never seen someone more knowledgeable than his husband." Ye Shenglan sighed.

"If a girl can go to the world of immortal cultivation, she will think that a person like Meng is too ordinary." Meng Jingzhe said.

Meng Jingzhe said this not because he was humble, but because he really felt that there were countless geniuses in the world of immortal cultivation, and there were countless people who were proficient in various non-sex schools.

"For example, my master, Jinghe Jianzun, is not only the number one swordsman in the world of immortal cultivation, but also proficient in medical skills, formations, prohibitions, spiritual patterns, alchemy, and weapon refining..."

When talking about "refining weapons", Meng Jingzhe thought of the vulnerable Xiao Taihe Zhong in the Yin-Yang Tomb, and couldn't help but pause for a moment.

The little white rabbit in his arms also rubbed his arm at this time, as if expressing praise to him.
To be continued...