Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 229

Yao Shiqing didn't expect that her casual shouting would cause Wang Qingshan to fight with a snake and follow the stick, which completely disgusted her.

When the mission was over, she had many doubts in her heart.

What was originally a difficult dead end turned into a miracle in the hands of the opponent.

This caused a certain deflection in Wang Qingshan's image in her mind.

After that, she returned to the sect and worked non-stop to break through the late stage of foundation building, becoming a dragon envoy and the leader responsible for large-scale sect tasks.

A series of things happened at the most exciting time.

The doubts about Wang Qingshan have long been thrown out of the window.

Nothing happened.

The strange thing is that I met this guy today. I don’t know if he wanted to show off, or if he wanted to see awe and obedience from his face...

She suddenly stopped her on a whim.

Yao Shiqing cursed secretly.

It is almost conceivable that if it is not handled properly, the majesty that one has carefully maintained will be damaged.

However, she is a thoughtful person.

As his eyes rolled around, there was no trace of annoyance on his face, instead a rather friendly smile appeared on his face.

"Junior Brother Wang did a great job in the last mission. Even Master mentioned it casually several times..."

Wu Meng smiled back, although his smile looked uncomfortable.

This woman reacted quickly.

The mention of Master was obviously a reminder to everyone that behind her stood an elder from the Fourth Pass, the ‘popular man’ of the sect!

It's not just a mere dragon envoy.

Praising yourself makes you appear generous and impressive.

It even identified Wang Qingshan's characteristic of "high self-esteem" to reduce hostility and reduce the possibility of intensifying conflicts.

Wang Qingshan happens to follow this trick.

His eyes lit up, and he was about to reply, but he didn't expect the other party to smile and say: "If junior brother is in trouble in the future and falls into a compulsory mission, I might be able to take advantage of you."

He froze for a moment.

This is showing off.

The power of the dragon-bearing envoy is very powerful. What the other party says is to get a handful, but in reality it is just a push.

If the sect's compulsory task falls on any disciple, they will inevitably feel jealous.

Therefore, as soon as these words came out, many people watching the show moved their eyes away unnaturally.

Even Wu Meng weighed and weighed it.

He cupped his hands with a smile on his face and said, "The prince will thank Senior Sister Yao in advance."

The other party smiled warmly and then turned his attention to other aspects without much care.

Wu Meng withdrew his gaze and joined the crowd.

I saw the disciples around me, each with their own business, chatting and joking, but they all stayed away from me.

In this regard, he was not even interested in taking a look. He just stood still with his head held high and his eyes closed to meditate.

another side.

Seeing this scene, several heroes from the demon clan showed bored expressions.

"Do you see clearly? Does this monk named Wang Qingshan have any hidden realm?"

Hu Sanming yawned and said.

The monkey demon frowned and looked away, and the three "dark blue water drop marks" in his eyes gradually dissipated.

"It's the early stage of foundation building, no problem!"

"Didn't you see anything strange?"

"Hey! I didn't see it, but I heard some gossip about this guy... He has the backing of Si Guan... He was almost kicked out of the Dragon-bearing Sect... He was once a furnace..."

The demons were stunned when they heard this.

After that, no one mentioned this name again.

……

This time, it lasted all night.

The next day.

At night, the mist still shrouded the temples of the immortals, and there were a few scattered early-morning chirps of birds and beasts.

Yao Shiqing looked at the Shenglong Bell above her head, jumped into the air lightly, and gave a deep drink.

"This mission starts immediately!"

Boom!

The majestic bell seemed to ring deep in his mind, stirring up a raging tide of spiritual power and washing over his body.

Wu Meng stepped on the strange cloud dragon.

Suddenly, he saw an outline gradually outlined in the strange clouds above his head.

The outline went from blurry to solid, and at first it felt a bit messy, but under the pruning of a group of Tao Yunxian, it quickly became regular.

The strange clouds inside were rolling and changing, with layers of dark purple clouds swaying away.

A small world is revealed.

Wu Meng looked up.

The entire 'small world' is filled with a towering tree.

The crown of the tree is the sky, and the roots are the breadth of the earth!

Around the tree trunk, there were hundreds of strange cloud flies flying back and forth.

This is the Ting Shen Zang.

It is said to be a small world, but in fact it is just a sacred place, which was cut out from the habitat of the strange cloud fly and refined into the spine of a mechanical condor.

It will follow the disciples to the secret realm where the mission is located.

Yesterday, Yao Shiqing clearly assigned the tasks of each position.

Wu Meng, as the guardian of the dragon god, needs to be stationed in this sacred treasure.

On the one hand, maintain the utilization and cultivation of Guiyun Ting.

On the other hand, it is also to prepare for the special situations that God may encounter in the secret realm.

Among the crowd, a dozen disciples were separated and integrated into the Dragon God Cang first.

When he saw this, he stopped delaying, lightly stamped his feet, and disappeared into the sky against the treacherous clouds.

Three months passed in a blink of an eye.

Regarding the Ting Shen Zang, and even the giant tree used as the nest by the Quiet Cloud Ting, after experiencing the novelty at the beginning, it quickly became boring.

It's probably Yao Shiqing's personal revenge.

Implicated by Wu Meng, a group of dragon god guards were not allowed to leave Shenzang even half a step.

Standing here, you can't see the puppet eagle or even the strange cloud scenery, not to mention the scenery, you can't even practice.

A dozen people can only sit around every day.

This is undoubtedly torture.

Wu Meng himself suffered a lot from his fellow Taoists, but he lived quite comfortably.

He meditated on the "Ling Hui Formation Strategy" in his mind.

This thing is quite similar to the "Ji Zi Suan Jing" of that year. The whole book is divided into twelve moments and needs to be understood moment by moment.

But the difficulty is skyrocketing.

He has accumulated a lot of experience in jizishu and is able to get started with formations very quickly, but even so, he can only see the first moment now.

According to the summary of this book, there are three moments and one wandering.

In other words, there is still a long way to go before the basic practice can achieve practical results.

Just as his thoughts were turning, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Brother Wang, it's said outside that we'll be there in another hour."

He opened his eyes and saw a shy young male cultivator standing three feet away, speaking a warning.

This man's name is Tian Tong, and he has a somewhat weird personality.

Why do you say weird?

Others were full of disgust and resentment towards him, but this guy took the initiative to show his kindness, and his words were full of curiosity.

Wu Meng briefly chatted with him.

Unexpectedly, this person was immune to Wang Qingshan's annoying personality.

In this case, he simply asked the other party to pay attention to his itinerary.

Hence the current scene.

He stood up, straightened his clothes slowly, and said without raising his eyes: "We're all here. It's time to tell us what you need."

Tian Tong looked a little embarrassed and waved his hands subconsciously: "I don't mean any harm. Brother Wang, please don't misunderstand me!"

Probably seeing Wu Meng's unkind expression, he hurriedly explained: "Brother Wang, I am a spiritual trainer. This time I am coming with the team to fight the autumn wind. As long as I can get through it safely, I don't dare to have unnecessary thoughts!"

"Spiritual trainer? I don't care what your position is, please be more sensible and stay aside."

"Okay, Brother Wang!"

Tian Tong blushed and walked away.

I waited for about an hour. Suddenly, a long and narrow gap was cut out in the lavender sacred space.

A Tai Yunxian came in.

"Finally arrived?"

Not far away, someone cursed angrily.

The Cai Yunxian smiled slightly: "We have indeed arrived. The dragon-bearing envoy ordered a few people to follow me and go out to arrange the strange cloud dragonfly."

As he spoke, he connected his fingers.

A total of seven people were called.

Wu Meng was surprised to find that he was among them.

Following Cai Yunxian, he stepped into the gap between the gods.

Light and shadow change.

A vast sea of ​​clouds leaps into view.

The sea of ​​clouds lives under the feet and floats above the head, encompassing this secret place.

It's colorful and dreamlike.

The most shocking thing is that these colorful clouds are half-hidden, or in other words 'buried', with large swathes of fairy buildings.

At a glance, there are leaning green towers, inverted black mountains, inverted palaces and pavilions, and white jade altars pierced by giant pillars...

call!

A gust of wind swept in, carrying rubble and sawdust.

Before he had time to react, the mirage of birth and death was already flowing in from the gap between his mouth, teeth and nose along with the wind.

Encountered bad weather conditions?

Wu Meng was alarmed, but not panicked.

He had dealt with mirages many times and could judge the situation inside his body almost instantly.

This level of mirage is enough to be resisted by one's own consciousness alone.

It just might not be as comfortable.

In addition, there are many solutions. By activating the Wanyou Corrosion Spirit Body, you can greatly improve your own resistance and survive it painlessly.

Using the Hidden Immortal Seal to reduce the threat of mirages is also a way.

Of course, the easiest way is to use a small mirage.

This thing uses things like spiritual consciousness as fuel, and it is the most convenient to use.

Thoughts are turning.

A small mirage quickly shot through his body.

Whether it's wind breath or mirage, it all turns into annihilated spiritual energy, which is absorbed and transformed by the meridians.

That's it.

He came back to his senses, looked away from the vast clouds, and then noticed that he was standing between a spacious pair of wings.

beside.

The expressions of the other six dragon guardians were not so happy.

Among them, the one who was in the most serious condition was completely collapsed on the ground. Weird and strange phenomena kept appearing from his face, as if they were stained with glue and couldn't be shaken off.

Wu Meng could feel that this person's spiritual consciousness was not his strong point.

If you resist hard, you will have to rest for several months.

In addition, even the one in the least serious condition was summoning a water mirror and hurriedly removing the mirage in his body.

It seems that I solved it too quickly...

If I had known earlier, I should have resisted.

He shook his head and turned to look with emotion.

I saw Yao Shiqing standing on the head of the eagle, looking at this place from a distance.

Sensing his gaze, the other party turned his head as if nothing had happened.

"The king's friendship is amazing!"

Cai Yunxian beside him said with astonishment in his eyes.

"Anyone who comes into contact with the strange cloud for the first time will inevitably be swept up by this evil wind!"

"This prince has entered Juiyun before, how can he do it again?"

"I see!"

The other party nodded: "Since the prince has been there, he must know that this step can only be experienced personally and leave a deep impression. Only when walking in the secret realm in the future can he avoid being careless and causing more serious dangers."

"What if I can't bear it?"

He raised his chin towards the one rolling on the ground.

Tian Tong was not far away from this person, and his performance could only be said to be slightly better.

"Those who can't bear it will only stay in the divine treasure from now on."

He sneered and shook his head.

"Well, since the prince is so powerful, he might as well follow Cai Yunxian over there to take the lead and set up a good outpost for this mission."

Wu Meng quickly understood what the other party meant by playing outpost.

After a cup of tea.

Somewhere a thousand feet away from the machine-puppet condor.

Wu Meng thought, and the treasure wheel holding Wang Qingshan landed on the top of a dilapidated temple.

When he landed, there were already three or four people standing on the top of the slightly crowded temple.

Yao Shiqing frowned and looked over.

"Junior brother Wang, there is no need to be so cautious. The secret realm we are exploring has been raided several times by the elders of the sect."

"Oh?" He was really surprised: "So, we are just here to finish things off?"

"you can say it this way."

The other party explained: “However, finishing is also very particular.

There are damage restrictions all over the secret realm here. The elders don't need to care about it, but if we monks in the second level want to travel without hindrance, we can only arrange the strange clouds properly. "

"This prince has heard that other sects will enter this secret realm?"

He changed the subject and asked suddenly.

Yao Shiqing's smiling face showed a hint of impatience: "That group of people entered this place from another direction, and if they continue to spread strange clouds, sooner or later they will encounter..."

"What? Who does Junior Brother Wang care about?"

"Isn't the person that this prince cares about the most right in front of me?"

The other party nodded happily: "Then please ask Junior Brother to be bolder. Next, you and Junior Sister Qian Feng will act together..."

After he finished speaking, Yao Shiqing stepped into the sea of ​​clouds and left without giving him a chance to say more.

Watching the other party's lavender skirt disappear into the clouds, he came back to his senses and looked at the people around him.

The woman named Qian Feng is a Cai Yunxian in the early stages of foundation building.

Like her androgynous name, she was wearing neither a robe nor a palace skirt, but light red fire-patterned clothes and pants.

This outfit makes her look energetic and capable.

Especially the trousers, which are rare in the world, completely highlight the two plump and slender legs.

Wu Meng felt that it was inexplicably familiar and couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

Without thinking, he got a cold face from the other party.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, time is running out, let's head to the next marked point."

"Wait a minute, this prince wants to ask you a few questions!"

The other party frowned and looked coldly.

"Where did those demon clan go?"

The other party was stunned, as if he didn't expect such a serious question.

"The demon tribe is still stuck in the machine-puppet divine eagle. It will be their turn to come out after we have cut the fabric of the mysterious cloud into place."

"So, that group of alchemists has been silent for the time being."

He said casually, and then asked: "Has Yao Shiqing told you what dangers there are worth noting in this secret realm?"

"Restriction, mirage."

"Gone?"

"If the prince is worried, he might as well apply to be stationed in the Ting Shen Cang. Why come out and increase the risk?"

Wu Meng smiled: "Do you want to throw me away?"

"Just a suggestion..."

In the following days, the two began to follow the mark.

Qian Feng was responsible for cutting and arranging the strange clouds, while Wu Meng had to force the strange clouds to remember the coordinates and make a map of the points along the way.

The two of them were silent all the way.

Wu Meng was also happy to be pure.

However, unfortunately, just as the first wave of tasks was about to be completed, an accident happened suddenly.

(End of this chapter)