"oh…."

Looking at Zhou Shan's resolute expression, Meng Yang was a little surprised.

Soul blood is precious like life. In order to survive, this woman actually paid tribute to herself to her soul blood.

This was unexpected for him.

Seeing Meng Yang's raised fingers lowered, Zhou Shan slowly weakened his pressure on her body. She felt ruthless and quickly shot out several magic tricks, pointing between her eyebrows. Suddenly, a drop of blood as big as an eyeball suddenly came out and flew to Meng Yang.

Looking at the crystal clear and soul blood, Meng Yang opened his mouth and sucked it into his mouth.

Then, a light like a burning fire in my mind.

With a careful sense, a feeling of controlling Zhou Shan’s power of life and death came to my mind.

Meng Yang understood that as long as he wanted to kill the other party, he just needed to destroy the soul blood spirit that was like flames.

Even thousands of miles away, Zhou Shan could not escape death.

"Get up!"

Looking at Zhou Shan with a pale face, Meng Yang narrowed his eyes and looked up and down.

With his strong eyes, Zhou Shan, who looked at him, became frightened in an instant and kept retreating.

Looking at Zhou Shan's fearful expression on his hands on his chest, Meng Yang couldn't help but smile: "Don't worry, I have no interest in you at all, and I will not let you do something that cannot be achieved. After this matter is over, I will return your soul blood, but before that, I will ask you, do you know how many secrets I have."

Ming Xue looked at Meng Yang with surprise, pondered for a while, and said, "There is only that...that white light bead."

Meng Yang raised his eyebrows, and saw that his soul and soul blood had not moved, so he looked at Zhou Shan with a meaningful look.

"Don't worry, senior brother, junior sister will definitely not tell others about the White Light Bead."

"This is the best, you can find a place to heal your wounds."

Zhou Shan breathed a sigh of relief, nodded quickly and found a place to swallow a few pills again, sat cross-legged and recovered.

Since the other party's soul and blood spirit is in his mind, as long as the other party dares to do anything that is unfavorable to him, the other party will be destroyed in an instant, and both the soul and soul will be destroyed. Thinking about the benefits and disadvantages, I believe that the other party is also a clear person.

What made Meng Yang feel a little at ease was that his identity and pupil wealth had not been exposed.

After moving, he walked towards the sculpture. Looking at the majestic and lifelike sculpture in front of him, Meng Yang couldn't help but feel admiration. He quickly bowed and bowed, no longer wasting time, so he found a place and began to look inside.

Zhou Shan felt that Meng Yang was sitting cross-legged and retracted his spiritual consciousness and then felt at ease.

In the illusion, Zhou Shan had seen Meng Yang's power.

Otherwise, even if you die, you will not be willing to sacrifice your soul and blood, and life and death are in the hands of others.

Fearing to attract Meng Yang's attention, the woman hurriedly withdrew her gaze, closed her eyes again, and began to recover her lost spiritual power.

However, this woman is still extremely rich in curiosity about Meng Yang.

Compared to this curiosity, the white light bead seems less important.

After a while, Zhou Shan, whose spiritual power has recovered as before, suddenly heard a dull sound when she opened her eyes.

Looking in the voice, I saw the beautiful and beautiful female cultivator on the plaque of Wangyue Gate. She suddenly vomited blood and fell to the ground. Her body kept spasming and trembling. The signs of life disappeared rapidly. She was unwilling to see her eyes and was afraid of her in pain.

Looking at this scene, Meng Yang shook his head, and realized that the female cultivator was probably seriously injured in the illusion, and that the illusion was usually mental and mental trauma. With his current cultivation level, it was difficult to treat.

I could only watch the girl's chances slowly disappear and be replaced by coldness.

When he withdrew his gaze and looked at Zhou Shan, Meng Yang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

He found that the woman actually took out a string of Buddhist beads from the storage ring, which were worn by Buddhists, and was wrapped in the joint fingers with rules. Then she lowered her head and murmured with a heavy expression.

Listening to the sound of Zen words, it seems to be a Buddhist scripture chanted by Buddhism.

Soon, the girl finished her Zen poem and took one from the string of Buddhist beads, crushed it with her hands, and threw it in front of her.

Zhou Shan put away the Buddhist beads and smiled slightly at Meng Yang, who was cold-faced, and shook her head with a slightly sad expression.

When Meng Yang, who was meticulous in his mind, saw Zhou Shan like this, he immediately knew that it was the reason for this Buddhist bead.

After pondering for a while, he couldn't help but ask, "This Buddhist bead looks very important to you?"

Zhou Shan looked up at Meng Yang, nodded with reminiscence.

"My mother was originally a Buddhist disciple. When she went down the mountain to practice, she met my father, and then I came to her..."

Speaking of this, Zhou Shan suddenly had a trace of confusion and hatred in her eyes, and this hatred flashed and disappeared: "This string of Buddhist beads was originally something that my mother gave to her mother when she was practicing. As long as she met any dead person, she needed to take out the Buddhist beads and chant the mantra of rebirth. Originally, 383 Buddhist beads were left, and when my mother handed them to herself, there were only 32 left. One was broken for this fellow Taoist, and now there were only thirty-one left."

Meng Yang was curious: "Since your mother is going to go down the mountain to complete it, why not complete it yourself?"

"Because... because my mother left..."

Meng Yang's mouth twitched, and suddenly realized that he had asked something he shouldn't ask. Seeing Zhou Shan's eyes vaguely flushed, he sighed: "A person cannot be resurrected by death. But Fellow Daoist Li's actions have made me feel a little more admiration."

After calmly changing the topic, Meng Yang felt that it was inappropriate for his rash problems just now.

"My father is the head of a small family. My mother loves me the most in the family. After my mother left, I was driven out by several mothers in the family. In order to fulfill my mother's wishes and return to my hometown, I can only complete these with the opportunity so that my mother can return to her sect and get the title."

"Did your mother, following your father, not get any title?"

"Senior brother doesn't know that my mother was in the process of training. When she happened to meet my father's injury. She was kind in her heart, so she took care of him. After a long time, she naturally developed feelings and gave birth to me. In order to reassure my mother, my father told her to wait for him. In this way, my mother took me a lot of hardship, and even the disciples of my mother's sect dared not wear it."

"And this wait will last fifteen years." When he said this, Zhou Shan couldn't help but hold the Buddhist beads in his hand tightly and took several breaths.

Although the process was concise, Meng Yangneng expected that a woman who practiced Buddhism and brought a child would not only suffer a little, but also be ridiculed and insulted.

"Fifteen years later, when my mother learned that the head of his aristocratic family, she went to look for him. No one knew that she had seen each other, so she asked his ladies to sweep us out. From then on, my mother died of depression, and three years later, a heavy snow left me."

"After my mother left me, I went to find him, but I accidentally learned that he was with my mother at that time. He thought it was a gap sent by the enemy. In order to take advantage of my mother, he gave birth to me. Later, he realized that my mother was just an ordinary Buddhist practice, so he cruelly left us."

Meng Yang's eyes were cold and he said directly: "Didn't you go to seek revenge on him?"

"I have looked for it a few times, but I can't even beat the guards of the Li family's guardian's mansion. How can I take revenge! Now I just want to help my mother, complete her experience, and return to my mother's sect with her ashes, and fulfill her last wish."

"I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Li is so kind in his heart, and filial piety is the first priority for all virtues. If you can do this, there are very few cultivation areas in the world."

Zhou Shan smiled slightly and shook her head: "When it comes to filial piety, my junior sister is not a filial piety person. When my mother left, I really grew up, but I can never see the stern voices that my mother often echoed in my ears again."

Although her eyes were red, she smiled and had memories. However, the struggles and pain left between her eyebrows were still clearly seen by Meng Yang. Her white hair was left with others, and her heart was sad. She wanted to support her but her parents were not waiting for her. When she regretted, she could only enjoy the self-knowledge memories.

Because only family affection has such magic power, if the biggest change this world brings to people is not the environment, not the need, nor is it the intangible desire, but family affection.

Whether it is good or bad, crazy or crazy, family affection is like a double-edged sword, bringing people pain, happiness, and can also change a person.

Even though there are so many demons, bloodthirsty people, and people with strange personalities and cruel means today, they are all caused by their relatives.

No matter whether it is the betrayal of relatives, the harm of relatives, or the indifference of relatives, it will change people more or less.

In order to avenge, how many people embarked on the road of no return, and in order to save them, how many people embarked on the path of devils.

In order to protect their relatives, how many people pretend to be crazy and stupid, how many people are willing to be fools to make their relatives happy.

But that loneliness, the loneliness in my heart, can only be silently persevered and quietly vented under the dark candlelight, under the space left for myself, and under the suppressed struggle.

Only when your relatives are all well, you will be satisfied and self-satisfied. No matter how much you suffer, it is worth it. This is your relative.

Because warriors and monks also have things they want to protect.

Meng Yang could feel Zhou Shan’s complicated mood at this moment, and what Zhou Shan protected was hoping that his mother’s soul would return to her hometown and gain the title of the sect.

If you don’t even complete this level of experience, you will not be recorded in Buddhism.

Looking at Zhou Shan with an ugly face in front of her, she thought of the other party's silent efforts, Meng Yang didn't know what to say for a moment.

He didn't expect that Zhou Shan was like him, a person who was unwilling to kill the miss of the world.

He was silent and couldn't help but smile: "Fellow Daoist Li Don't worry, after this trip, you will definitely return the soul of Daoist Li's soul and blood. Meng Yang keeps this agreement in mind."

Zhou Shan also looked at Meng Yang with a smile. Although her face was covered by a mask, she still nodded heavily.

"Fellow Daoist Li, why do you want to disguise yourself as a very nice person?"

Meng Yang asked this because he was curious. He said little, but the woman's approach just now made him feel a little good. He didn't think about what was wrong with asking this.
Chapter completed!