Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

"What are you surprised about?"

He turned over, put his feet on the back of the recliner, and lay back on the chair. Meng Po looked at Zhou Li upside down and said with a smile: "Do you think that as long as a living person goes to the underworld, he can come to my underworld intact?"

"If you hadn't lived two lives, with your soul as condensed as a divine jade and your body filled with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, you would have been swallowed up by the resentment and corpse energy on the road to the underworld and turned into one of them. How could you still stand in front of me intact?"

She turned over, stretched out her hand, and hooked Zhou Li's chin. Meng Po looked Zhou Li up and down, narrowed her eyes, and smiled softly: "Sure enough, Nirvana is your destiny."

At this time, Zhou Li finally came to his senses. He had always considered the fact that he was a time traveler as his fundamental secret, and even Tao Yao did not know his life experience. On the one hand, time travel was something that even a place like Daming where immortals were cultivated could not understand. On the other hand, he was afraid that his two lives were too strange, and some people who wanted to seek immortality through evil ways would set their sights on him.

Of course, the reason for not telling Taoyao was simple, that is, he didn't know how to start the conversation. He could even tell Tang Wan and Zhu Qianyun, but he would be troubled about how to start the conversation with Taoyao. The closer they were, the more they trusted each other, the less he knew how to start the conversation.

But now, the secret hidden deep in my heart was revealed by this person who claimed to be Meng Po. Moreover, the other party did not seem to react much to it, as if he was used to it.

"Don't be so surprised."

Waving her hands, Meng Po smiled and said, "You are the first person I can chat with in the past six hundred years. Don't be stupid. The next time we meet, I will have to send you away happily."

"and many more."

Zhou Li came back to his senses and asked quickly, "Has anyone come here before me?"

"Crossing?"

Raising an eyebrow, Meng Po said in a bored tone, "I don't understand. You have only lived two lives. Are you so surprised? Since the beginning of the chaos, my Wangchuan River water sashimi has not always worked. There must be a few fish that slip through the net and are not affected by the Wangchuan River. They retain some memories and reincarnate again. We call them [Traceless People]. You just have a stronger soul and are destined to nirvana. This is a little more peculiar than ordinary traceless people. Don't be too surprised."

Hearing this, Zhou Li inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief. He then realized that Meng Po in front of him did not know that he came from another world, but just regarded him as a person who had been reincarnated with his memories. But after hearing the rest, he became a little confused.

"Nirvana fate?"

Zhou Li was a little surprised, "What is that?"

"People's destinies come in all kinds of forms, but in the end, they fall into two categories. One is a life of wealth and honor, and the other is a life of poverty and misery. It's just that some people are a little richer, or a little poorer."

As if she hadn't communicated with anyone for a long time and wanted to talk more, Meng Po answered all of Zhou Li's questions. "Just like many emperors, they all have the purple emblem fate, which is what you call the true dragon luck. Some people are unlucky and are born with a sinful fate, so they have to work a hundred times harder than ordinary people to survive. But you are different. Your fate is called Nirvana fate."

Changing her posture, Meng Po stared at Zhou Li and said with regret: "The last person with your unique fate was the man our Lord called Mr. Wolong. But he is very different from you. He had already achieved Nirvana. He could have achieved immortality, but he forcibly grafted his fate into a country in the secular world and exhausted himself to death. What a pity for such a good seedling."

After a pause, Meng Po's tone became lively again, and she said with a little excitement: "But you are very interesting. You have clearly achieved Nirvana, but there are still a lot of disasters waiting for you. You even caused..."

Instantly, Meng Po's face changed, and she asked loudly in astonishment, "She?"

"she?"

Zhou Li keenly caught this and quickly asked, "Who?"

"you···"

Frowning, Meng Po asked hesitantly, "Is your last name Tang?"

"no."

Zhou Li was stunned for a moment, "My last name is Zhou, and it's my sister's last name."

"its not right."

With her eyebrows furrowed, Meng Po jumped off the chair with a whoosh, walked around Zhou Li, and asked in confusion, "Your last name is not Tang, and you don't have Yu Ling, so how could you be related to that guy?"

"I have a friend whose last name is Tang."

Zhou Li said in a deep voice: "Master Meng, I came here by accident today because a friend of mine named Tang was kidnapped by a woman in red. The woman who kidnapped him was called the Ghost King by other monsters and ghosts. I can see that Master Meng should know something, so please enlighten me."

"Do you have many friends?" Meng Po suddenly asked.

"Ah? It's okay."

Zhou Li answered subconsciously.

"Then you don't want this friend anymore."

Meng Po waved her hands and said gloatingly: "Since you have so many friends, I advise you to forget about this matter and just pretend that your friend was strangled to death by his father when he was born."

"Friends of life and death."

This time Zhou Li did not interrupt. He just looked at Meng Po and repeated these four words forcefully.

"Friends of life and death."

Meng Po was stunned.

"you sure?"

She looked at Zhou Li and said playfully, "I can see that as long as you don't get involved in this, it won't affect you at all. But if you get involved, who knows, that crazy woman might refine you into a Thousand Machines and Hundred Turns Pill as well."

"Thousand Machines and Hundred Turns Pill?"

Zhou Li narrowed his eyes and whispered, "Is it related to the Tang Sect?"

"Are you determined to take care of it?"

Meng Po raised her eyebrows and said, "That woman's strength is not much inferior to that of the Lord of the Mansion. She didn't become an immortal because she didn't want to, not because she couldn't. Your strength is not even good enough for the human world, let alone the immortal and ghost worlds. Do you really want to throw yourself into the fire and be happily sent away by me playing the suona?"

Where did this Meng Po get all these dirty words from?

Zhou Li was puzzled, but spoke quickly, "I have no choice but to save my friend."

"Oh, you are such a weird boy."

Touching her chin, Meng Po said strangely, "Or is this how your Nirvana is? You have to die for others, even at the cost of your cultivation and opportunities?"

"Have no idea."

Zhou Li shrugged and said with a helpless smile: "I have to pay back the favor I owe."

"You want to pay with your life?"

"Pay back your life."

Fiddling with the rice spoon in her hand, Meng Po sighed and said, "Really? After six hundred years, I finally have a poor guy who can chat with me, but now he's going to die."

"Okay, I won't keep you in suspense any longer."

Sitting slumped in the chair, Meng Po looked at Zhou Li and said, "Don't you just want to know who that woman is?"

"Her name is Jiang Li."

After a pause, Meng Po put away her smile and replaced it with a faint indifference.

"When she was alive, she had another name."

"Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady." (End of this chapter)