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

The real Meng Chen?

At this time, even Xie Fan, who had always been calm and unfazed, was inevitably moved.

"How do you know the real Meng Chen is nearby?"

Meng Jiujiu glared at him angrily for the first time, "Do you think I'm that stupid? You used his identity to trick me for so long, and I don't know how to check it out."

In fact, when Xie Fan first entered the Sword Spirit Sect using the identity of 'Meng Chen', Meng Jiu secretly investigated him.

The place where Meng Chen last disappeared was near Lingbi Valley. After many years, he reappeared and no one remembered his original appearance.

She spent a lot of effort to find an early portrait of Meng Chen from the old belongings in her parents' study.

It was roughly inferred that his current age and appearance were modified based on the original ones.

Although Meng Chen has concealed his cultivation and identity, he still has an innocent heart, avoids the world but does not hate it, which is often the true character of such a senior.

It was such a coincidence that there was a doctor Meng who hung a pot to help the world near Lingbi Valley, which almost exactly matched the portrait of Meng Shijiu.

Song Ying did not change the alert look on her face, "Where is Meng Chen really?"

Xianhua arrived panting, and his small body was covered by a stocky figure.

Song Ying hesitated for a moment. When the man raised his head and the sun shone on his familiar face, Song Ying finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Uncle Meng Chen, is it really you?"

Meng Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and stroked his gray beard, "I haven't seen you for many years. The young master has improved a lot and was able to break my 'Floating Life Curse'."

"It was him who broke it," Xianhua said with a look of disgust, "Xie Fan was accidentally plotted by the Shura clan, and then some flaws were exposed. Who knows that you are nothing like Xie Fan. You have a little impression.

I can all remember that I’m not the same person at all!”

Meng Shijiu quickly covered Xianhua's mouth.

But please stop talking and ask someone to mediate. You still make arrogant comments about someone’s appearance, what a naughty kid!

Meng Chen waved his hands and smiled calmly.

"Young Master, before I left Linghe Tower, I had a serious injury on my right arm. Although your father found many magical medicines to treat it, the injury was too serious and left a scar."

He rolled up the wide cuff to his right forearm, and sure enough he saw a horrific scar on it.

The strange thing is that there are many other injuries near this scar, all of which are equally shocking.

"Besides me, only your father knows about this matter. I wonder if you still have an impression?"

Song Ying walked over, took a closer look at the injury, and secretly checked Meng Chen's cultivation level. Several complicated emotions suddenly flashed across his face.

"This injury is real, but Uncle Master, your cultivation level...could it be caused by this Xie Fan?"

Meng Chen is not hiding his cultivation, but his foundation has been destroyed and his cultivation is gone!

Meng Chen shook his head, "Young Master, my cultivation was lost by myself. I have nothing to do with following this young man."

Instead, he bowed his head and bowed to Xie Fan with a very respectful attitude, "Young people are as old as before, but I am already an old man. The young people of Linghe Tower do not know your true face, so they will cause you trouble."

Xie Fan looked pale and neither helped Meng Chen nor accepted his compliment.

"It's not a trouble, but if you take a step back and forth, it's really not easy to clean up the situation."

Meng Jiu glanced at him secretly and shuddered.

What to pack?

If she had arrived a step too late, Xie Fan would probably not be the one who suffered the collapse. Song Ying and his gang might have to collect the body, and Linghe Tower would disappear from the world of cultivation.

Song Ying didn't understand his situation at all. He was very puzzled by Meng Chen's behavior of self-cultivation, "Uncle Master, what's wrong with you?"

Meng Chen smiled mockingly, a trace of loneliness flashed across his generous face.

"Back then, just like now, the Shura clan sneaked out of Hongyuan Island to cause trouble. Several sects worked together to deal with the matter. The Sword Spirit Sect's head and his wife both lost their lives due to that war. I was lucky enough to survive under the protection of my beloved disciple, but she

He actually took the initiative to confess to me that he is a member of the Shura tribe..."

Song Ying had heard about what happened back then, "Damn it, Uncle Master, back then someone from the Shura tribe actually sneaked into our sect. So, your cultivation is also a disciple of my sect...?"

"No, that's ridiculous," the self-deprecating smile on Meng Chen's face grew stronger, "I remember her life-saving grace and the friendship between teachers and students. I always believe that she is trapped by her identity and is not bad in nature. So I

I wanted to let her go secretly. Unexpectedly, I was discovered by the original poster and Fang Hai, the owner of Lingbi Valley. They not only killed her but also accidentally injured me."

Meng Jiu couldn't help but sneer, "Accidental injury? Considering that your foundation is completely damaged and cannot be recovered, this cannot be an accidental injury. This is not the first time that Fang Hai has done such a thing. If you can't hold on to this sanctimonious person,

Old guy, he has to be disgusting all the time!

Xie Fanyao recalled that when he met Meng Chen, he was in a miserable state, with many serious injuries on his body, and even his consciousness showed signs of laxity.

"I still remember that there were fifty-two injuries on your body. The heaviest blow on your body, if I guessed correctly, was given by the original owner of Linghe Tower."

No wonder, apart from the old injury on his right arm from the battle, there were so many strange injuries on Meng Chen's body just now. It turned out that they were all caused by the Xiu Zhen Sect themselves!

"I saw my beloved disciple die in vain in front of me. She had several opportunities to escape, but she stayed for me. Finally, she died in front of me. At that moment, the world of good and evil, good and evil, was overturned in my heart. If I hadn't met this young man

If someone rescues me, I will definitely not survive today."

Meng Chen personally completed the final story.

Of course, Xie Fan must have seen some benefits in saving him.

His appearance has not changed for many years, his cultivation is profound, and his origin is unknown. He borrowed the "Fu Sheng Curse" from Meng Chen to change his identity to facilitate his actions. He can travel in the three realms and use the spell to attack and defend without revealing his original cultivation.

It can be said that it is a cheap deal that kills several birds with one stone.

Even Meng Jiu could guess that Xie Fan at that time did not view Meng Chen as a pitiful person with no love in his life, but as a piece of fat meat that could be sold at a good price.

"What's that look in your eyes? I saved him, and he should be grateful. Unlike you, who is both useless and ill-intentioned."

Xie Fan revealed Meng Shijiu's thoughts in an eloquent manner.

Meng Jiu rolled his eyes in his heart. They had helped each other several times. Who could be more discerning than Xie Fan?

The two of them were bickering in their hearts, and Qianhua felt as if she was as redundant as daylight.

Only Song Ying was shocked and silent, unable to speak for a long time.

The other disciples of Linghe Tower looked at each other, "Young Master, this... is what they said true?"

When the lie is too outrageous, it is impossible to even question it; when the lie is too real, it makes people feel at a loss.

Song Ying was silent for a long time, then suddenly raised her robe and knelt down in front of Xie Fan.

"It was the junior who was rude. Please don't spread this matter. My father has already passed away. Leave him the last dignity."

Only Song Ying knew.

The previous generation of the poster died last year at the end of his life. Before his death, he faced the direction of Lingbi Valley and kept repenting while chanting Meng Chen's name.