At night, the stars are shining.

The huge white full moon turned into the background of a black mountain in the distance, looking cold and lonely.

Main peak.

The magnificent palace reflects a slight fluorescence under the night sky, making it look more and more sacred.

Meng Fanchen stood on the steps outside the hall, standing with his hands behind his back, looking up at the full moon in the distance.

At this time, he had already put on a luxurious golden robe, with fair skin, straight facial features, and meticulous hair. When he looked up, he actually had a bit of the temperament of an exiled immortal.

His eyes were deep.

It seems to be looking at the other side of the galaxy, and it seems to be observing the movement of stars, comprehending the mystery of heaven and earth, and understanding the infinite mystery...

And in fact.

He was just thinking about one thing - practice!

"According to their words, cultivation requires classics and resources. How can I get these things?"

He frowned.

Although everyone in Qingluan Sect calls him senior, he seems to be very respectful of him.

But he didn't swell.

He has always been sober.

I understand my position very well.

He is just a puppet, and the other party plates a layer of gold on him, he is the Buddha, if he removes that layer of gold, he will be a pool of mud!

Moreover, he seems not qualified to bargain. Perhaps he will suddenly stop acting, which will make many efforts of the Qingluan Sect waste, but at the same time, his life will be gone.

Relatively speaking, his losses were greater.

After all, life is more important than anything else!

Therefore, he could not threaten to blackmail the Qingluan Sect.

So, how can we get what he needs?

"By the way, Sumeru bag!"

He suddenly remembered that he had a Sumeru bag from Luo Qing, which was said to contain all of Luo Qing's property - it is unknown whether it was all.

His clothes have been changed now, but the Sumeru bag is still with him and has not been taken away.

"They didn't take the Sumeru bag, probably because they were afraid that they would be seen and aroused suspicion." He thought for a while and found the reason.

After all, he plays a senior expert.

If Qingluan’s teaching doesn’t sound and takes back what has been given to him, wouldn’t it be too shameful?

If such a thing is spread, I am afraid that those who are interested will doubt the authenticity of him, a "senior".

In order not to reveal the truth, the Qingluan Sect should not act rashly, and he has to do a complete set of shows. After all, there are ears in the walls, and no one knows whether there are spies within the sect...

"Hehe, since that's the case, it's a bargain!" Thinking of this, he smiled.

As smart as him, Mr. Meng, relying on his intelligence and talent, can be considered in the cracks and seeking a glimmer of hope!

He touched the Sumeru bag on his waist, feeling very relieved. After all, this was his entire possession.

"But……"

The next moment, his face froze.

He found it in pain.

This Sumeru bag...he can't open it!

If you want to open the Sumeru bag, you have to have some cultivation, but he is still a waste now, 24k pure waste!

"Have it!!"

Soon, his eyes lit up.

He can't open it, but he can ask Qingluan disciples to help him!

Although he is just a puppet, it is impossible for everyone to know the core plan of the sect with so many disciples of the Qingluan Sect.

Therefore, in the hearts of most low-level disciples, he is a truly super strong man and a senior expert!

Then, his orders... these disciples should not refuse, nor dare to refuse.

"But there is another problem."

He took a deep breath and felt very tired: "In order to prevent the Qingluan Sect from being exposed, the one who sent me to serve me must be elite disciples who know the truth. These people cannot help me practice. After all, I am a puppet, and I have become stronger... I am easy to get rid of control."

"So, what I am looking for must be the kind of low-level disciple who does not know the truth, preferably the salted fish disciple."

"So, how can I temporarily get rid of the surveillance of the senior Qingluan Sect and meet with those lower-level disciples secretly... This is a very serious question and is worthy of serious thinking..."

Just when Meng Fanchen was full of thoughts.

A respectful female voice rang out.

"Senior, it's time for you to rest in the night."

Meng Fanchen turned around and saw a beautiful and beautiful girl in a white gauze dress standing there, looking at Meng Fanchen respectfully, with a hint of admiration in her eyes.

"Yeah, I got it."

Meng Fanchen nodded lightly, then slowly turned around and walked towards the inside of the palace.

He seemed calm, but he was smiling bitterly in his heart.

No freedom!!

He has been under house arrest.

This girl named "Qingyue" looked respectful to him on the surface, and even looked a little admiring.

But he knew very well.

The other party was monitoring him and did not allow him to do anything that would destroy the Qingluan Cult's God-making Plan.

The entire sect is performing!

Even without a script, everyone acted without any flaws, just like the real one...

Thinking of this, Meng Fanchen shuddered.

"Hiss...so cold..."

He tightened his clothes and walked quickly towards the palace.

…………

at the same time.

Qingluan Sect, forbidden valley.

This is the place where the guardian saint of the Qingluan Sect, Luan Bird, is located. On weekdays, no one except the head of the sect should break in without authorization.

at this time.

In the valley, on a huge bluestone emitting fluorescent light, the phoenix lying slowly opened its eyes.

"Wow..."

Its body trembled instinctively for a few times, then returned to calm, and fear remained in its eyes.

"Sister Fairy, how are you?"

Next to it, Qingfeng Zhenren looked at it nervously.

When Luanniao saw Qingfeng Zhenren, he looked at the surrounding environment, and the fear in his eyes slowly dissipated.

"Haha, I'm going to make you laugh..."

It spoke human words, and a humanized self-deprecation appeared on its face.

"Sister Fairy, what happened? Why did you suddenly faint?" Qingfeng Zhenren asked with a serious expression. Although Meng Fanchen explained that, he did not believe it all.

After all, anyone can lie.

"I……"

The phoenix hesitated for a moment, as if recalling the previous scene, and its body trembled again.

"Is it...because of that?"

Qingfeng asked tentatively.

"yes."

The phoenix answered.

"Who is he?" Qingfeng's eyes were eager, he wanted to know the truth.

However, Luanniao did not answer.
To be continued...