Chapter 88

Haoran academy, Haoran cave.

Meng Zichen wondered, "father, why did you bring me here? Where is this?"

"This is Haoran cave, which is the interior of our Haoran Academy. I'll take you to get your things back." Meng Chunqiu said.

"My stuff?" Meng Zichen wondered.

"Yes, you have arrived at Xianshen. It's time to get your things back. Come with me!" Meng Chunqiu said.

"Oh!" Mencius Chen answered, and then followed Mencius Chunqiu in.

Soon, they came to a quiet room, in which 365 copies of spring and autumn were placed in 365 directions. "Spring and Autumn" emits a mighty golden light. 365 golden lights shine in a coffin in the center. There is a book "spring and Autumn" in the coffin.

Meng Chunqiu said, "chen'er, go inside."

"Yes, father." Mencius Chen nodded, then went into the coffin and lay down.

The moment Mencius Chen entered the coffin, the spring and autumn inside flew directly into his body, 365 golden lights covered his body, the golden light fell, and Mencius Chen fell asleep.

"Our Haoran academy is going to produce a peerless strong man again, ha ha!" Meng Chunqiu said with a smile.

Two hours later, Mencius Chen in the coffin murmured, "butterfly, butterfly, butterfly!"

He kept murmuring, shaking his body and the coffin.

"No, he still keeps his love for the witch. If chen'er doesn't succeed in inheriting his skills, he will be killed." Meng Chunqiu said urgently. Then a roll of iron book appeared in Meng Chunqiu's hand. The iron book was thrown over the coffin and fell on Mencius Chen's head. Mencius Chen was not moving or murmuring.

After a day in a row, 365 copies of spring and autumn became 365 golden lights, which flew into Mencius Chen's body. Mencius Chen's momentum was great and rising.

Finally, he stopped slowly. At last, Meng Chunqiu called, and the iron Book flew into his hand. Meng Zichen also woke up slowly.

When Mencius Chen woke up, he waved his hand a few times and said, "it's a strange feeling. How did my cultivation come to Chong fairyland? I didn't have to cross the robbery."

Meng Chunqiu said with a smile, "chen'er, how do you feel? It's cool!"

"Cultivation has indeed improved, but I feel a sense of loss. Father, do you think I have forgotten something important to me?" Mencius Chen asked.

"No! How could it be? You're just strong and not used to it. Tomorrow you go out for a walk and relax." Meng Chunqiu said.

"Yes!" Mencius Chen nodded.

The next day, Mencius Chen walked alone on the street of Yingtian city. Suddenly, he saw an acquaintance.

Meng Zichen went over and said, "brother Leng, how did you come to answer Tiancheng?"

Originally thought that was to see their own butterfly dance came over, the heart was cold, the eyes could not help but turn out tears, the heart faint colic.

"Brother Meng, I'll come to you and feel the atmosphere of Confucianism. It's good for me!" emperor Xinchen said with a smile.

"Hmm? Who is this girl?" Mencius Chen asked after seeing the butterfly dance.

"Don't you know her?" emperor Xinchen asked.

"How could I know her?" Mencius Chen said strangely.

"Of course he doesn't know me, Mr. Meng. Hello, my name is Diewu. Just call me Dieer!" Diewu came forward and introduced himself.

"Oh! Dieer, Dieer? Hmm? I don't think it's right to call it that!" Mencius Chen said.

"There's nothing wrong, young master Meng. Let's go to the restaurant and have a drink!" emperor Xinchen said with a smile.

"Well, that's OK!" Mencius Chen said. Then the three went to the nearest restaurant.

In Haoran cave, Meng Chunqiu suddenly opened his eyes and said, "hmm? The man is coming again. I want to take it lightly!"

At the restaurant, Emperor Xinchen and the three were talking happily. Suddenly, an old man in Chinese clothes came in, with his hand behind his back and a roll of iron book in his hand.

When Emperor Xinchen saw this man coming in, his first feeling was that he was an expert. When Diewu saw the man coming, she not only shook her body, but also had a trace of fear. Mencius Chen is strange. His father has never been out of the Academy, so will he come out today?

The emperor's heart dust points to the information of Meng Chunqiu

Meng Chunqiu: 341 years old

Strength: yuhuajing thirteen heavy

Sect: Haoran cave

Status: leader of Haoran cave, President of Haoran Academy

What I'm going to do: take down the witch butterfly dance

Meng Zichen came forward and said, "father, why are you here?"

"Do you know who they are?" Meng Chunqiu asked instead of answering.

"My friend, father, do you have any questions?" Mencius Chen asked. He wondered why his father asked this question.

"Do you know who this woman is? He is the princess of the TIANYAO court in the TIANYAO forest. If you are still Meng Chunqiu's son, kill her for me!" Meng Chunqiu scolded.

"Father! Must the demon be bad? Dieer is definitely not a bad person. Father, don't you usually teach me that all things are equal? Why do you want to kill indiscriminately?" Mencius Chen asked incredulously.

"Hum! Of course, all things are equal, except those in TIANYAO court. There are no good demons in TIANYAO court. They are all treacherous, sinister and treacherous people. Whether you kill them or not, I will do it myself." Meng Chunqiu said mercilessly.

"Elder, you have to forgive others. Why should you be aggressive!" emperor Xinchen came forward.

"Hum! Boy, it's you again. Last time you brought a demon mender to Yingtian City, and now you brought a demon here. Can you do a good thing? You'd better get away from me, or don't blame me for being unforgiving." Meng Chunqiu said coldly.

"Elder, I don't think you have a grudge against the people of the TIANYAO court. Please forgive the butterfly dance girl. Don't judge a class of people by one person, that will only make more innocent people die." emperor Xinchen advised. According to what Meng Chunqiu said just now, he judged that Meng Chunqiu may have a grudge against the people of the TIANYAO court.

"Hum! I don't need you to take care of my work. Chen'er, will you do it?" Meng Chunqiu looked at Mencius Chen.

"Brother Zichen, do it! Although you don't remember me, I still call you brother Zichen, ha ha! Anyway, you don't remember me. It's meaningless for me to live. It's also a kind of happiness to die in the hands of my beloved." butterfly dance said miserably.