The Legend of the God of Cangyuantu

Chapter 123 Corpse Exorcist

"Meng Zhao, come in, I have something to tell you."

Meng Zhao and Meng Chuan were speeding on the road when Zhuang Sheng's voice suddenly appeared in their minds.

Then Meng Zhao's soul seemed to be sucked into Meng Chuan's soul space...

"coming."

Zhuang Sheng sat on a stone chair and smiled at Meng Zhao.

Meng Zhao looked at Meng Chuan's soul space and felt a little confused. This soul space had changed a lot compared to when Xiaoxiao Li caught him in before. The whole space was filled with vigorous soul power and full of vitality. Zhuang Sheng in front of him looked a little more solid. Next to Zhuang Sheng's feet, there was a fox with a dazzling color all over its body.

"Ow."

When the fox saw Meng Zhao, it also greeted him excitedly.

Meng Zhao recognized at a glance that this was a plum tree raised by Mei Yuanzhi, which also possessed the power of the Nine-Tailed Fox.

"Hello Kyuubi."

Meng Zhao walked up to Jiuwei, touched Jiuwei's fur, and greeted him with a smile.

"What's the matter with you calling me here?"

Meng Zhao looked at Zhuang Sheng and asked.

Zhuang Sheng stretched out his hand and said to the stone chair in front of him, "Sit down."

Meng Zhao did not refuse and sat down directly. Zhuang Sheng began to say, "You must have seen a fragment of the future and came to Dongning Prefecture."

"Oh, why do you say that?"

Meng Zhao looked at Zhuang Sheng. Zhuang Sheng was Meng Chuan's original spirit, and it was even possible that he was Meng Chuan's previous life...

"Hehe, there's no need to hide. You didn't exist in the original future."

Zhuang Sheng said with a smile.

Meng Zhao's face suddenly turned ugly. Zhuang Sheng continued, "No need to do that. I have cut off contact with Meng Chuan. He can't hear our conversation."

"Cut off contact with Achuan?"

"Zhuang Sheng, what is your purpose?"

Meng Zhao looked at Zhuang Sheng solemnly, and at the same time glanced at Yizhimei.

Zhuang Sheng smiled calmly and said, "Don't worry, Meng Zhao, I won't reveal your identity. Of course, the premise is that you can't affect Ah Chuan's assessment."

"I understand."

Meng Zhao took a deep breath and was immediately teleported out.

Meng Zhao opened his eyes. Meng Chuan was right in his face. He asked, "Brother Zhao, why did you suddenly faint?"

"fine!"

Meng Zhao stood up slowly without saying anything. He stood up, took a deep breath, looked at Meng Chuan and said, "Achuan, I'm going to Yuyang Palace. You go back to Meng Mansion first."

"what?"

Meng Chuan was a little confused. Meng Zhao didn't wait for Meng Chuan to answer and rushed directly to the location of Yuyang Palace.

Meng Chuan glanced at Meng Zhao, but before he had time to think about it, the Nine-tailed Demon Pill suddenly flew out of his arms, and Meng Chuan hurriedly chased after it.

"stop!"

Meng Zhao was very fast and soon arrived at Yuyang Palace. At this time, many Wandering Guards had appeared in the entire Dongning Prefecture. Meng Zhao walked to the gate of Yuyang Palace, and two Wandering Guards who controlled the Color Evil stopped Meng Zhao.

Meng Zhao saw that they looked unfamiliar, so he said, "My name is Meng Zhao, and your captain asked me to come here."

"Captain?"

They were a little confused, and a Youshen Guard said, "I will go back and report to the captain, you wait here."

Having said that, he quickly ran towards the Yuyang Hall. Meng Zhao didn't say anything, he also knew that this test was destined to begin the moment Zhuang Sheng agreed. His only doubt was why, why was Meng Chuan now worthy of them doing this?

"Is it because of the innate spirit?!!!"

This thought suddenly appeared in Meng Zhao's mind.

The Wandering Guard who had just left had returned at this time. He looked at Meng Zhao and said, "Go in."

Meng Zhao nodded and walked directly into the Yuyang Hall. At this time, Zhihua was the only one in the Yuyang Hall. All the Youshen Guards in the hall had been sent out to prevent anyone from affecting Meng Chuan's assessment.

Meng Zhao walked in, looked at Zhi Hua who was sitting in the first seat, and said, "I'm here."

"sit!"

Zhihua stretched out her hand and pointed to a chair below. Meng Zhao didn't hesitate and sat down directly.

"You know why I'm here."

Meng Zhao said coldly.

"Hahaha, didn't you come here just for Meng Chuan?" Zhihua showed a slight smile on her cold face.

"Just tell me."

Meng Zhao stared at Zhi Hua and said.

Zhihua did not play dumb and said directly: "If Meng Chuan passes today's assessment, it means that your Meng family is qualified to share the Cangyuan inheritance with us."

"Cang Yuan Heritage?"

Meng Zhao was immediately confused. Cang Yuan Heritage? What was this? Could it be Cang Hai Sect?

"Yes, you will know when the time comes. From your Meng family, only Meng Chuan is eligible to participate, that's all."

Zhihua looked at Meng Zhao and spoke slowly.

"what about me?"

Meng Zhao asked.

"Haha, do you think you are qualified to compete with us based on your strength?"

Zhihua sneered, and a powerful evil spirit suddenly rushed out of her body. Four evil spirits of different colors wrapped around her hands, emitting an extremely strong sense of oppression, and continued to rush towards Meng Zhao.

"Four Colored Evils?"

Meng Zhao's pupils shrank slightly, and there was a hint of shock in his eyes. He had always thought that Zhi Hua was just a three-color evil spirit, comparable to the Great Sun Realm God. Unexpectedly, he actually mastered the four-color evil spirit, comparable to the Marquis God. Now, Meng Zhao had no time to think, and a powerful evil spirit field instantly enveloped him, as if countless evil spirits wanted to invade his soul and wipe him out.

"Humph!"

Meng Zhao groaned, but he held on stubbornly, sitting motionless on the chair. The Shura Blood Evil suddenly erupted from Meng Zhao's body. Meng Zhao sneered, "Do you want to suppress me with the aura of the Four Color Evils and make me understand the gap between us?"

"Don't think about it!"

In an instant, blood-colored lines gradually appeared on Meng Zhao's body, and the unyielding Shura's evil spirit instantly soared into the sky. Meng Zhao gritted his teeth and resisted stubbornly, still not moving at all.

"Oh? I didn't expect your physical fitness to be so strong. You are not even moved by my evil spirit. I have to give you some powerful news."

As he spoke, the majestic evil spirit was superimposed again, and it came towards Meng Zhao swiftly. Seeing this, Meng Zhao's pupils shrank slightly, and his body trembled a little. Meng Zhao shouted in his heart: "Half-step sword intent, colorless god foundation, open it for me!!!"

Meng Zhao screamed in his heart. In an instant, the Yuyang Hall turned colorless. Meng Zhao felt his body relax a lot. Zhihua, who was standing beside him, looked a little surprised. Then she smiled and said, "Interesting!"

As he spoke, the momentum became stronger again. The gap between Meng Zhao and Zhi Hua was too big, the gap between a bronze-level Blood Shura and a Four-Colored Evil was like a sky-high fall. Meng Zhao's face looked a little ugly at this moment.

He raised his head, his eyes had turned bloodshot, emitting a creepy aura, and he clenched his fists and said, "You want to oppress me, Meng Zhao? Impossible!!!"

Meng Zhao roared loudly, and a sword intent suddenly rushed out of his body. The sword intent soared into the sky, and the chair that Meng Zhao was sitting on instantly broke into pieces. Meng Zhao stood up, gritted his teeth, and faced Zhi Hua.

"Haha, this is really interesting. In Dongning Prefecture, it seems that Meng Chuan is not the only one who has the qualifications. It seems that you are also qualified!"

Zhihua put away the terrifying aura on her body. Meng Zhao was sweating all over and breathing heavily. He looked at Zhihua with a smile on his face and said, "Why don't you continue?"

"Let's go. The Lord is ready now. Come with me to watch the ceremony and see if Meng Chuan can pass the Lord's test."

Zhihua didn't answer and walked out the door with her hands behind her back.

Meng Zhao looked at Zhihua's background, clenched his fists, the blood-red lines on his body disappeared, and his eyes returned to normal. He thought to himself, "It seems that this new future Dongning Mansion really has a big secret that can attract so many powerful prying eyes."

The aura of the Four-Colored Evil suppressed Meng Zhao, allowing him to successfully break through the Sword Realm. At the age of sixteen, his talent in the Sword Realm was enough to be comparable to that of the former God of the Infinite Realm. With this talent, he was comparable to a peerless genius. Even if Zhi Hua was the owner of the Four-Colored Evil and had power comparable to that of a God of Marquis, he did not dare to attack Meng Zhao, because this meant that as long as Meng Zhao did not die, he would at least have the potential to become a God of King in the future, and might even become a God of Creation, or even the first Emperor since the Cangyuan Realm was invaded by the demons.

The most important thing is, if Yuan Chushan knew about it, the entire Youshenwei would have to face the questioning of Venerable Qin Wu and Venerable Luo Tang.

Meng Zhao regained his normal breath and followed Zhihua out.

Leaving Yuyang Palace, heading towards the Meng family.

In the direction of the Meng family ancestral temple, the sky had turned blood red. A faceless old man in red appeared outside the Meng family's ancestral temple, holding a soul-calling bell in his left hand and a cane in his right hand with a rooster on the cane. With every step he took, countless white papers fell from the sky. Behind him followed two people with lifeless eyes, as if they were empty, and they exuded a powerful aura.

Soon, the faceless old man stuck his cane into the ground and continued to take strange steps around him. White paper fell from the sky...

Then he took out three incense sticks from somewhere, lit them with a candle, kowtowed three times in front of Meng Xiangu's body, and then slowly swallowed the three incense sticks into his stomach...

Then, with the mist of incense coming out of the corners of his mouth, he turned and walked to the crutch, pulled out the head of the rooster hanging on it, and separated the body. A stream of chicken blood instantly spilled on the ground. He lifted the rooster, poured out the blood, raised his head and poured it all into his mouth.

After doing all this, he quickly ran into the Meng family ancestral temple and spat the chicken blood in his mouth onto the body of Meng Xiangu.

A moment later, Meng Chuan also appeared in the Meng family ancestral temple. Seeing this scene, his face was full of shock. He then ran out of the ancestral temple and looked at the blood-red sky. Meng Chuan was surrounded by them and kept muttering, "What on earth is going on?"

"What exactly is going on?!!!"

At this time, Meng Zhao and Zhi Hua also arrived at the top of a mountain. Looking down from here, they could just see everything going on inside the Meng family mansion.

Meng Zhao observed carefully and soon discovered something strange near the Meng family ancestral temple. Seeing Meng Chuan's confused look, he secretly clenched his fists.

Zhihua seemed to have noticed Meng Zhao's actions and said, "Don't be nervous. The person below is not only you, but even the Qin Wu Zun from Yuanchu Mountain is just a junior in front of him!"

"What?!!!"

Meng Zhao was immediately surprised when he heard this and thought: "How is this possible!"

Although Meng Zhao had not seen Qin Wu's strength with his own eyes, he knew that Qin Wu's strength had reached the level of invincibility in the Creation Realm, and was even close to the threshold of the Emperor Realm. He was only one step away from breaking through to the Emperor Realm.

And if that person’s seniority is higher than Qin Wu’s, then his strength must be higher than Qin Wu’s. The reason is that although Qin Wu’s time is not up yet and he still has a hundred years to live, if the person in front of him is stronger than Qin Wu, then he must be the Emperor? ! ! !
Meng Zhao was secretly shocked and thought: "It's impossible. The Emperor is enough to solve the crisis of the entire Cang Yuan Realm. With the Emperor in charge, the demons can't come into the Cang Yuan Realm and die."

"clang!"

Suddenly, the sound of a bell was heard, instantly attracting the attention of Meng Zhao and others.

The faceless old man in red was seen holding a soul-calling bell in his left hand and a walking stick in his right hand, with three zombies following behind him. Those three people were none other than Meng Xiangu, Yun Wanhai, and Li Huainan, the three gods who died in the battle of Dongning Prefecture.

"what happened!"

Meng Zhao looked at Zhihua with anger in his eyes.

Zhihua was not afraid at all and explained: "Hehe, don't look at me like that."

"This is the Lord of the Palace, who comes from the underworld. He is the head of the Three Mountains and Five Peaks, the Great Emperor of Mount Tai, the Lord of the Underworld, and the Lord of the Palace, the God of Mount Tai!"

"make it clear."

Meng Zhao said.

Zhihua replied: "It's the corpse chaser!"

"Corpse chaser?"

Meng Zhao was a little confused.

Zhihua continued, "Corpse chasers are extremely special beings in our Cangyuan Realm. They wander outside the three sacred places of the gods and do not intervene in the war between humans and monsters. They just walk between heaven and earth to collect the remains of the dead gods!"

"Of course, these gods are also recorded in their biographies, but their real names are unknown, and their true identities are not revealed. Some people are skeptical as to whether they are human."

"As for the outcome, I don't know."

"What about the underworld?"

Meng Zhao continued to ask.

Zhihua smiled faintly and replied patiently, "The Underworld is where the Lord of Mount Tai walks. Wherever the Lord passes is the Underworld. The Underworld is the same universe but a different time and space. If a person from a different time and space wants to enter the Underworld without the Lord's invitation, he must first master a certain secret method from Yuanchu Mountain."

"Otherwise, people from different time and space will not be able to know any information about the underworld. This place is a place where lust and evil thoughts are intertwined. Those with weak minds who mistakenly enter it will easily be infected by lust and degenerate into three corpses and nine insects."

"So scary?!!!"

Meng Zhao was shocked. He didn't expect that such an unknown thing would appear in the new future of Cang Yuantu.

The unknown means confusion, which means that the advantages he had in the early stage are equivalent to disappearing. Now, his only advantage is the Ten Thousand Swords Seal, which is Meng Zhao’s last trump card.

Thinking of this, Meng Zhao suddenly touched the Ten Thousand Swords Seal on his forehead. In an instant, a barely perceptible light emanated from the Ten Thousand Swords Seal. Only Meng Zhao himself could notice this light.

"Is the third test coming?"

Zhihua told Meng Zhao everything she knew.

(End of this chapter)