After I was reborn, I became a top player in the cultivation world

Meng Jiujiu was shocked. This man could actually see that he had practiced grimoires?!

Gu Yuanzhi saw that Meng Jiujiu looked bad and quickly protected her.

"Don't scare me, little junior sister. You have to leave tonight. I hope you have some conscience and didn't harm Nineteen and the two elders last night..."

Gu Yuanzhi thought for a while and took out a pair of burning incense rimmed with gold from his arms.

He cast a spell with his hand, sparks slowly rose on the top of the burning incense, and soon a circle of smoke appeared.

Meng Jiujiu didn't feel any irritation after sniffing it, which shows that this thing is top quality.

She asked strangely, "Second Senior Brother, where did you get such a good thing?"

In Meng Jiujiu's impression, the second senior brother was a strange man who spent the whole day haggling for thirty cents of food!

Gu Yuanzhi looked proud, "During the holidays, the things I offer to our seniors from the Sword Spirit Sect are always the best things."

Not only the living disciples of the Sword Spirit Sect must eat good food, but the incense he arranges for his seniors must also be delicious and be able to take good care of everyone. This is Gu Yuanzhi's ideal in life.

There is no memorial tablet for the wandering soul, and there is no one to pay homage to it, so it has never received any incense for many years.

Naturally, this is also a link where Lie Nanxing arranges for the offending disciples to be punished.

Rui Mei had not tasted such fireworks for a long time, and she actually shed tears on the spot.

Gu Yuanzhi panicked a little, "You eat and you eat, why are you crying?"

The smell of this top-grade burning incense was so alluring that the wandering souls around who were queuing up to register their information could not help but be attracted by the aroma and became restless.

Wantong was startled by this scene and almost shrank behind Xianhua.

Meng Jiujiu drew his sword and looked around, "What? Are you all born as hungry ghosts? You don't want to go to the underworld to die, but you want me to be saved directly by you?"

They had all seen how powerful Meng Jiujiu and 'Ghost Qing' were, so they had no choice but to turn away pitifully, with extremely greedy expressions on their faces.

But Rui Mei was wiping her tears while trying to reject Gu Yuanzhi's kindness.

"Take it away...who wants this thing? It's very smoky!"

From the day she died, she made up her mind to never receive any favor from the Sword Spirit Sect again.

Who would have thought that after so many years of death, he would fall into the hands of a junior!

Rui Mei's refusal had no effect.

The other wandering souls did not dare to snatch it away, so Rui Mei drank most of the burning incense alone. Her originally nihilistic figure immediately became less transparent, and the girl's face was no longer so pale and haggard.

Gu Yuanzhi thought for a while, and realized that today's meeting would be the last time.

He saluted the senior sister and said, "I hope you will be a good person in the next life, with food, clothing, wealth, peace and joy."

It doesn't matter whether you cultivate or not, the most important thing in life is to be happy.

Rui Mei felt a rare moment of clarity in her heart, and countless beautiful memories of the Sword Spirit Sect came to mind again.

She couldn't help crying and laughing, "Xiao Gu, you shouldn't have come to practice. If you become a monk and become a monk, you are probably everyone."

It is very miserable to be a wandering soul, with nothing to rely on, always being trapped by emptiness and hunger, feeling confused all day long, and hating everything around you.

After all these years, only this boy who cooks can reawaken her conscience.

Meng Jiujiu joked, "That's not possible. They are monks and they definitely won't be able to eat so many good things. Second Senior Brother doesn't want to go."

"That's good, that's good. Don't you know that vegetarian food is also delicious?" Gu Yuanzhi bowed his hands in a dignified manner, "I'll make you some vegetarian food to try tomorrow. I guarantee you'll want to become a nun right away."

Rui Mei wiped away her tears, as if she had made an important decision.

She called Meng Jiujiu to her, "Since I have taken advantage of you, I cannot repay you at all. Going on the road with debts makes me feel uneasy. Let me tell you a secret that is hard to exchange for a lot of money."

Meng Jiuben didn't have much hope.

Firstly, Rui Mei died relatively early, and secondly, the Sword Spirit Sect is such a big place. Could it be that she would not be able to understand the secrets that she should know in her two lifetimes?

Rui Mei's voice was soft and ethereal.

"That Jiejie has already told you about the Miaomu Weapon Spirit. I think you should know which one he is talking about."

Meng Jiujiu just nodded, "I don't plan to tell the child yet."

If she guessed correctly, the Miaomu Artifact Spirit should be Wantong himself.

Back then, Meng Lang took this mysterious child up the mountain and has protected Wantong to this day, which must have deep meaning.

"The wonderful eye weapon spirit is not the same as the boy next to you with the magic staff." Rui Mei said quietly, but she had already seen through everything.

"Wantong has no awareness of his own existence. If under any circumstances in the future it needs to transform back into the true form of Miaomu Weapon Spirit, then your lovely Seventeenth Junior Brother may never come back."

Meng Jiu's heart tightened suddenly, "My junior brother will never come back?"

Rui Mei knew that Meng Shijiu was very affectionate, but what she had to accomplish was very difficult and she had to sacrifice a lot.

"Your seventeenth junior brother is just one of its incarnations of thousands of illusions. The magical eye weapon spirit is immortal. In fact, it comes from the same place as the Hunyuan relic. It does not belong to the world of cultivation. Only you and I practice like this.

Only those who have mastered the magic book can obtain the Hunyuan relic. It is probably a matter of destiny.

Rui Mei's hand pointed at Meng Shijiu's Dantian, and the magic pill was emitting a warm light.

There was a look of envy on her face, "Back then, I was just a little bit closer to tempering a magic elixir. Meng Jiujiu was really lucky. He was born the daughter of the Sword Spirit Sect's leader, and even after practicing

It’s so simple…”

In front of outsiders, Meng Shijiu covered his stomach with some guilt.

She used to think that she could get the magic elixir only by practicing the magic book.

Later, I discovered that the magic book only awakened the magic pill and reshaped her from the body of a useless spirit. Although the process was the same painful, the premise was indeed very different.

"This kind of thing depends on chance. If everyone can get it, wouldn't it be in vain for people to practice hard in this world? Talent is also strength. Meng Jiu is a useless spirit but he can use the magic pill freely. During this period, he went through all kinds of hardships.

It’s not something you can imagine.”

Xie Fan's hand was placed on Meng Jiujiu's back at some point, as if to remind her to raise her head.

Meng Jiujiu felt warm on his back, and felt much more at ease in his heart.

Gu Yuanzhi only saw Meng Shijiu covering her stomach and thought she was hungry again.

Gu Yuanzhi said hurriedly, "Nineteen, I'll get you a bowl of meatball soup to fill your stomach -"

His poor junior sister has been busy as soon as she comes back. If it's like this at home, it must be even worse for her to be eating and sleeping outside, right?

Waantong and Xianhua beside them said in unison, "I want it too. No green onions, no coriander, more spicy."

Gu Yuanzhi:......

Rui Mei coughed slightly, "Do you still want the Hunyuan relic?"

"If you want it, you have to tell me where it is, right?" Meng Jiu asked her to give her a clear path.

Now that the Miaomu Weapon Spirit is in the Sword Spirit Sect, the only thing she is looking for is the Hunyuan relic.