Meng Jingzhe felt that he knew the owner of that hand.

It wasn't that he had ever paid special attention to a certain woman's hand, but that many things had entered his mind and seemed to have taken root, making it difficult to forget.

Tianluo Spider, Ah Jing, Valley of Immortality, Tomb of Yin Yang, Gu Family Tragedy.

The mask on the masked man's face seemed to be untied at a certain moment in front of Meng Jingzhe.

"You are Nian Rong." Meng Jingzhe said.

The masked man didn't waver at all.

Meng Jingzhe continued: "Perhaps it should be said that you are Nian Rong's good friend and his enemy, Xue Wei."

The masked man still showed no signs of movement.

"You are from the Feng Qi Demon Clan." Meng Jingzhe said with great certainty. The man who rescued A Jing that day used the Feng Qi Clan's skills.

The masked man didn't respond.

Meng Jingzhe looked at his gold-plated mask, which was the same style as Demon Lord Fengqi, and then said: "Or, I should call you, Demon Lord Fengqi."

The man still didn't respond, neither denying nor admitting, as if he was letting Meng Jingzhe perform.

Seeing him like this, Meng Jingzhe was not discouraged at all, but continued: "You killed the Queen of Extreme Cold."

The masked man suddenly tilted his head, and finally there was a hint of confusion in his eyes when he looked at Meng Jingzhe.

"You know a lot." The masked man obviously had a bright mind. In just a moment, he said: "I searched the Jihan Mountain that day, but I found no trace of your master."

That day when he killed the Queen of Jihan in Jihanshan, he had confirmed that there was no other survivor in the Jihan Palace. At this time, he could only guess that he had searched the entire Jihan Mountain but could not find Sword Master Jinghe, so most of the people there were

Hidden under his nose, that's why he knew such secrets.

When Meng Jingzhe thought about it, her master was injured and she was weak. If she was really discovered by this man, she could not imagine what the consequences would be.

Even though the masked man admitted his identity as Xue Wei, Meng Jingzhe still felt that this identity should be just one of his vests.

"What is your relationship with Ye Fu?" Meng Jingzhe did not forget that it was the Jihan Mountain where Ye Fu deceived his master that day.

In the end, Master gained nothing and almost lost his life.

Now it seems that Ye Fu did all this just to help this man kill the Queen of Extreme Cold.

The Queen of Extreme Cold is so advanced in cultivation that even her master fought with her and both sides suffered losses.

And Xue Wei is of Jihan bloodline, so he must know the Queen very well, so he can have the opportunity to kill the Queen while she is weak.

If it weren't for the fact that Ye Fu was from the Ye family, Meng Jingzhe would have suspected that the two were the same person.

When the masked man heard the name Ye Fu, it was as if he heard an irrelevant name, and his eyes did not waver at all.

"The Taiyuan Ye family, Fenglin Chen family, and now Fengqi City are all under your control." Meng Jingzhe said.

The masked man finally had a wave.

He yawned, as if listening to a child.

Meng Jingzhe's heart sank, and he suddenly realized that the tentacles of the masked man might be deeper than he imagined.

"Qi Feixuan is also yours? Or is Qi Feixuan also yours?" Meng Jingzhe asked.

After all, when he first met Qi Feixuan, the man was making swords, and the masked man obviously wanted to collect five artifacts.

The masked man chuckled when he heard this and said: "What kind of rotten person are you to press my head on my head?"

As he spoke, he clearly looked down upon Qi Feixuan.

When Meng Jingzhe heard what he said, he didn't know whether what the man said was true or false, but he still mourned for Qi Feixuan for a moment in his heart. After all, everyone else and the masked man had a noncommittal attitude before, but when it came to Qi Feixuan, he suddenly began to refute

.

"Since you know so much, you should understand that I don't mind continuing to kill people." The masked man threatened.

Meng Jingzhe's heart tightened after hearing this, and then she began to question: "You killed so many people, is it all for your plan to ascend?"

The masked man does not speak.

Meng Jingzhe continued: "Whether you want to ascend or not, but you are so heartless and wantonly killing innocent people, you will never succeed!"

Rivers of blood flowed in the Valley of Immortality, Gu Jiazhi left his only seedling, and thousands of innocent souls in the Extreme Cold Mountains were all because of this man's actions.

The masked man's eyes finally fluctuated a little at this time, but he was full of sternness: "No one can stop what I want to do."

"Then I curse you, unable to..."

Before Meng Jingzhe finished speaking, his neck seemed to be strangled by something, making him swallow all the words he was about to say.

Meng Jingzhe didn't expect that he would only have consciousness left and could be choked by someone. At this time, through a mask, he could feel the ferocious aura emanating from the masked man's body.

Just like Meng Jingzhe's unspoken curse, to the masked man, it is more terrifying than anything else.

Meng Jingzhe only thought in his heart, as expected, people who practice Taoism in this world are so persistent in the matter of ascension.

The masked man gently moved the string of green beads in his hand. Then, he seemed to take a deep breath and let go of the restraint on Meng Jingzhe.

"If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will kill Meng Xiaotian directly without any scruples." The masked man said in a deep voice.

It was just a few words of curse. Meng Jingzhe could not bear it, and he was very aware of the current situation and stopped saying such words.

Just when Meng Jingzhe thought that the masked man would continue to torture and interrogate him, his body suddenly paused.

The masked man wore a mask, and Meng Jingzhe couldn't see the specific expression on his face, so he paid special attention to his body movements.

This brief pause made Meng Jingzhe feel something strange, and then the masked man's movements made Meng Jingzhe guess that something happened that was beyond the control of the masked man.

Sure enough, the masked man no longer continued the interrogation, but waved his sleeves, and Meng Jingzhe returned to the dark bottle again.

The second before returning to the bottle, Meng Jingzhe felt a tremor on the ground, as if something was violently impacting the basement, and he even faintly heard a familiar sword whistle.

Meng Jingzhe had a suspicion in her heart, so she felt more and more that if she wanted to leave this ghost place, now would be the best time.

After learning more about the masked man, Meng Jingzhe had more ideas.

This man's possible origins will be reflected in his daily work.

Like the current bottle, it must be a treasure that has traces of it in the past.

Meng Jingzhe began to carefully analyze the rumors in the world of immortality. Soon, something happened to match this bottle.

The lost artifact in Jihan Mountain: the Heaven-turning Bottle.

Meng Jingzhe didn't know about this thing at all, but when he and Jinghe Jianzun were hiding in Tibet in the extremely cold Shandong Province, Jinghe Jianzhe showed his talent for talking and talked a little with him.

Meng Jingzhe still remembered what the Sword Master said: "If I had known that this blind man wouldn't need to turn over the Sky Bottle, I wouldn't have needed to prepare so much Hidden Sand."

Meng Jingzhe thought about it at this time, and it was obvious that the hidden sand was the key to breaking through the magical power of the Sky-Flirting Bottle.

Where to get the Hidden Sand?

This problem may be a huge problem for others, but for Meng Jingzhe, it is easy.

His consciousness was still there, so he could still contact the system. At this time, he opened the system mall, rummaged around, and soon found the existence of Hidden Sand.

But the purchase interface is black.

"Why can't I buy it?" Meng Jingzhe asked.

The system, which had always been elusive, seemed to have been waiting for Meng Jingzhe's inquiry.

"Because you are not qualified yet." the system replied.

Meng Jingzhe immediately asked: "What qualifications do you need?"

The system only responded with two words: "Divine consciousness."

"My spiritual consciousness is not enough to control the hidden sand?" Meng Jingzhe asked.

After getting the system's answer, Meng Jingzhe immediately asked: "Is that far away?"

"Very close." The system said, but it did not explain that Meng Jingzhe's spiritual consciousness was very powerful, and in fact, he was only one step away from obtaining this qualification.

Meng Jingzhe knew that now he had to race against time, but at this time he still forced himself to calm down.

He knew that he couldn't be in a hurry now, so he tried hard to practice the divine consciousness method he learned in the Yin Yang Tomb that day, over and over again.

The more moments like this, the calmer he becomes.

It seemed like a long time had passed, but it seemed like it was only a short moment. Meng Jingzhe felt that there was a threshold in front of him. He moved his steps lightly and stepped over it gently.

After taking this step, Meng Jingzhe felt a vague sense of enlightenment, but soon his eyes straightened and his expression became stagnant.

Countless things that had been hidden in his consciousness for some time invaded him.

He saw a mountain.

A remote mountain covered with snow and ice all year round.

That mountain is so holy that people can't help but want to spend their whole lives guarding its sanctity.

Immediately afterwards, Meng Jingzhe saw the birth of a baby girl.

The baby girl was born blind, but her birth made the entire holy mountain tremble for her.

The whole kingdom is welcoming the birth of this future monarch.
To be continued...