And Meng Zhou, who has been paying attention to the changes in the five regions, had already foreseen this scene in advance before the great chaos that swept the five regions came.

Moreover, it was basically expected that the Qingxuan Domain would be the most chaotic and the most thoroughly "shuffled" area.

Under his guidance, Bai Zhi left the Qingxuan Territory before the chaos broke out completely and came to the Alchemy Territory. It seemed that there was no danger, but in fact, she regained her footing.

Zhu Qian is not only Bai Zhi's favorite, but also one of Meng Zhou's few old friends. Meng Zhou will naturally pay close attention to her current situation.

From a certain point of view, Zhu Qian, who lives under the attention of the "Transparent Round Mirror" almost all the time, is just like the Five Realms version of "The Truman". Unless she can't think of it and wants to die, otherwise, she really wants to die.

All difficult.

For others, obtaining such a mountain may require huge sacrifices or burning a huge number of brain cells.

But for Meng Zhou, to let Zhu Qian get these, only two words are needed -

"arrange!"

In the whole session, what burned his brain cells the most was thinking about how to "arrange" everything so that everything would appear more logical and reasonable, and the follow-up would be minimal.

However, compared to the "discussion" with Lian Ziling, the "arrangement" for Zhu Qian can only be regarded as a low-difficulty game to adjust the body and mind.

With these thoughts in his mind, Meng Zhou quietly passed through the barrier of the formation and entered the hill where Zhu Qian alone was meditating.

Meng Zhou did not show up to meet Zhu Qian. To Zhu Qian, he was a long-lost old friend, but to Meng Zhou, he was the protagonist of the live broadcast that he could see every day.

Therefore, he called Bai Zhi out of the sea of ​​consciousness. After she woke up, he told her a few words and then turned and left.

Not to mention the impact that Bai Zhi's sudden appearance had on Zhu Qian, Meng Zhou who left this hilly area did not leave this second-level spiritual vein.

He appeared on a street with a completely new look.

At this moment, Meng Zhou, pretending to be a middle-aged man in the late stages of foundation building, stood in front of a shop that didn't look anything special on the outside.

He walked into the store, ignored the clerk's greeting, walked through the central hall, and went straight to the back of the store.

The old man who was sitting in the corner and didn't know what he was thinking had turned to look at him.

This old man had a sixth-level Foundation Establishment cultivation. When he saw a late-stage Foundation Establishment monk ignoring the clerk's greeting and coming straight to him, his face jumped uncontrollably and his breathing changed.

This sudden scene made the old man feel wary and even more doubtful.

Although thoughts were racing through his mind, there was no delay in his actions. The old man immediately stood up, cupped his hands to Meng Zhou and said:

"Is there something wrong with my friend?"

Meng Zhou turned his head and looked at the clerk next to him who was staring closely at him.

The old man waved his hand, signaling the clerk to go work elsewhere.

After the clerk left, Meng Zhoucai said: "It's a small thing."

"What's the matter?" the old man asked seriously, not relaxing because the other party said "little things".

Meng Zhou smiled: "I know you got the inheritance of Mendan Weapon Sect at a cheap price two years ago..."

"Bang - click -"

Before Meng Zhou finished speaking, the old man slapped his palm on the table with a loud noise, forcibly interrupting Meng Zhou's words.

Because he was too excited, the old man failed to control the strength of his attack, and the table was smashed to pieces by him.

He didn't have the heart to pay attention to this.

At this moment, his eyes narrowed slightly, his originally kind demeanor was covered with a faint bloody aura, and murderous aura emitted from his body uncontrollably.

He stared at Meng Zhou closely. If he could, he would have taken action long ago.

It's a pity that the cultivation level of the man in front of him made him rational.

He said perfunctory words, "Friends, don't talk nonsense..."

Meng Zhou waved his hand casually and said:

"You don't need to be so nervous. Everyone knows what happened in the past few years. Either you kill someone or you are killed. It is inevitable to get some blood on your hands. You really don't need to be so nervous."

Upon hearing this, the old man's eyelids twitched uncontrollably again.

He even felt that the man in front of him was threatening him by saying this.

Although the Five Sects have lost their former glory, if the news spreads that he killed the monks of the Alchemy Sect and obtained the inheritance of the Alchemy Sect from them, his death will basically come.

The old man stared at Meng Zhou, feeling extremely nervous, but he managed to keep his face calm and asked:

"How did you know?"

"I saw it." Meng Zhou smiled lightly.

The old man clenched his fists, resisting the urge to tear the face apart, and continued to ask: "Does anyone else know?"

Meng Zhou shook his head and smiled: "Don't worry, apart from the fact that God knows and you know about this matter, only I know about it... You just need to seal my mouth, and there is nothing to worry about."

Fists clenched.

The urge to kill became stronger.

But--

The old man took a deep breath, said nothing else, stared at Meng Zhou, and said slowly: "I will give you everything you want, but you must also agree to one condition!"

"you say!"

"You must swear by your heart that you will never let a third person know about that matter again!"

Meng Zhou nodded: "No problem."

After a while, Meng Zhou left the shop.

Around the sea of ​​consciousness and the pond of souls, invisible thin threads are entangled in circles. ()
Chapter completed!