Today I hold the world

"Brother Zhong, why don't you go with them?" Meng Wa asked with a smile.

Zhong Ziyan got up and walked slowly in the shop. Among the many shops in the ghost market, this shop is considered a middle-grade one. The furnishings are simple and clean, and the shelves are full of all kinds of strange utensils.

"I'm just a handyman, so it's useless to let them go. It may not be convenient for Senior Qin and Senior Leng to take me~" Zhong Ziyan smiled, picked up a wooden bird statue on the shelf, and looked left and right.

Only Meng Wa and Zhong Ziyan were left in the shop. When the little girl heard Zhong Ziyan say that she was a 'handyman', she laughed for a while, "Little Frog is also a handyman."

"Not necessarily, if Senior Leng is the chief shopkeeper here, you will be the second shopkeeper, so why not do odd jobs~" Zhong Ziyan joked.

Meng Wa showed an embarrassed expression, and whispered, "The shop is not mine~"

After walking around the shop as a whole, Zhong Ziyan sat down and said, "Little frog, do you know which shop in this ghost market sells ancient books and classics?"

Meng Wa shook his head, his braid was about a foot and a half long, and he poked his pursed mouth lightly with his fingers. After thinking for a while, the corners of his lips opened, "There are three companies that specialize in selling various ancient scrolls and secret scrolls. On that street to the east, it's not common anywhere else."

Coming to the ghost market, Zhong Ziyan still wanted to gain something. Originally, if the ancestor followed in, with his cultivation level and vision, he could earn some spirit stones, but now that the ancestor is not here, with Zhong Ziyan's own vision, Most of the time it costs a penny of spirit stones to accompany a penny. People are self-aware. Since you can’t buy other things, it’s better to buy those ancient books and secret volumes and various spells that the brothers in the sect may use. Useless.

When Zhong Ziyan was silent, Meng Wa asked, "Brother Zhong, why do you want ancient books and classics?"

"Haha~ I like to wander around very much, but unfortunately I dare not go out to play casually, I can only find fun in books."

This can be regarded as the truth, you can't travel thousands of miles, you have to read thousands of books, Zhong Ziyan helplessly spread his hands.

"Why don't you dare go outside?" Meng Wa innocently blinked her big eyes and looked at Zhong Ziyan.

Zhong Ziyan was stunned for a moment, then smiled in a blink of an eye, and laughed at himself: "Because I am a ghost who is afraid of death, my cultivation base is low, and my skills are mediocre. When I go out for a stroll and am accidentally bumped into by a gangster, I will not be bullied to death. Do you think so?" ?”

Meng Wa couldn't stop nodding seriously, like a chicken pecking at rice, "Hmm, there are a lot of bad guys out there. I heard from Grandpa Leng that the past two years have been very uneven in Huaishan, and monsters and ghosts are making trouble everywhere. The two forces are attacking each other again, and the little frog has never been out!"

Zhong Ziyan was quite surprised. It has been so long since the last time we parted. Could it be that this girl has been staying in the dark ghost city all this time.

"Aren't you bored here all the time?" Zhong Ziyan asked.

Speaking of this, Meng Wa showed a worried look, "I also want to go out to play, but Grandpa Leng won't let me. There is a special training place here. When the ghost market is open, I will guard it in the shop. As long as I practice by myself, Grandpa Leng said, when I grow up, I can leave freely~"

Growing up is something that all children look forward to, and Meng Wa is no exception. It’s just looking forward to it day by day. Time passes too slowly. Sometimes Meng Wa especially wants to find someone to play with, but unfortunately few of his peers come to accompany him. Last year, there was a boy who was one year older than him in the shop next door. She came to play with her every now and then. She thought she was a long-term playmate. Unexpectedly, she moved away at the beginning of this year. Meng Wa was unhappy for a long time.

Zhong Ziyan can understand this kind of loneliness, and feels that this girl is quite pitiful, but now he has no ability to help her, so he can only sigh secretly, and change the subject: "After the two seniors return, the little frog will accompany me to see that Three shops that sell all kinds of dense scrolls and ancient books."

"Okay~ This Zhuangzi little frog is very familiar." Meng Wa smiled happily.

******

The main hall of Changsu Gate in Huaiyangpo.

"What? Someone in the depths of Mount Huai is plotting [Purple Lightning Tree]?"

Su Zheng's eyes were completely unbelievable, and he asked the old fake alchemy monk who came to report in surprise: "Did you see this with your own eyes?"

Who doesn't know that non-Yuanying monks can't touch that thing. If someone can get close without damage, there is no need to guess its state. It must be someone who can wipe out all the forces in Huaishan with a wave of his hand.

That old cultivator looked tired, probably because he had worked so hard on Mount Huai for the past few days, so that his appearance withered more and more quickly. At this time, he held his hands and smiled bitterly: "It's true, I and the few people in the door The juniors chased the Yingzhao beast all the way to the outside of the Thunder Prison, and saw a purple-black shadow coming out of the Thunder Tornado every time they broke in, at least they were all seniors in the early Yuanying period!"

Su Zheng frowned and rubbed his head, "I didn't expect that someone would come to fetch the rare treasure so soon, and it really couldn't be kept."

The hall fell into silence for a long time, Su Zheng's eyes were condensed, "Even if the things left by the ancestors can't be kept, he can't just take them away for nothing!"

"Master, you..." Lao Xiu looked at Su Zheng suspiciously.

Su Zhenghan said in a cold voice: "We can't provoke that person, so we let the one who can. Do you remember that the ancestor of the Founding School had a close friend who was called 'Lan Ruo Seng'?"

"A friend of Patriarch Su Che?" The old repairer in the hall recalled it carefully. After a while, he remembered that this incident was recorded in the many manuscripts of Patriarch. Back then, Patriarch did have a life-and-death friend who was a Buddhist monk. , it is said that it has reached the Nascent Soul Realm.

Lao Xiu replied: "It is indeed called 'Lan Ruo monk', he seems to be the senior Nascent Soul of Tianlei City in the north... But after so many years, can we invite him?"

Su Zheng didn't think there was anything wrong with contacting the Yuanying ancestor after so many years, "From the perspective of affection, that senior has nothing to do with the sect, but isn't [Zilei Yuanmu] just a very good person?" chance?"

Lao Xiu thought for a while, cupped his fists and saluted, "The master is brilliant!"

When two tigers fight, one does not necessarily have to be injured, but it is definitely better than one tiger dominating the delicacy. Wild dogs and jackals in the forest sometimes have to learn to watch tigers fight. Small fish and small shrimps may have the ability to change the situation at critical moments.

"But how do we contact that senior?" Lao Xiu thought for a long time and found that this was a problem.

Su Zheng smiled and said, "We have to thank our old ancestor, hahaha~"

It was obvious that Su Zheng had a way to contact the senior Nascent Soul, and the old cultivator in the palace didn't say any more. Since the head of the sect had a plan in mind, it must be easy to handle at the beginning, but he didn't know what benefits he could get.

There was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the hall, and the disciple suddenly came to report, "Master, someone in Zangfengling is forcibly attracting the thunderbolt to form the alchemy!"