After the Supreme Elder left with great gratitude, this group of big shots casually placed dozens of barriers and restrictions around them, and then began to discuss:

"... Fellow Taoists, what do you think of this matter?"

"There is an 80% chance that it is true! Compared with the rumors that were unrealistic and unable to withstand scrutiny in the past, the evidence this time is too obvious!"

"Well, I agree with Senior Brother Yuwen's point of view. Such weird and unpredictable magical powers and secrets, as well as the unheard-of terrifying formation, all show that this matter is inseparable from the legendary supreme divine object."

"Then there is basically no objection to this matter. Qinglian, the innate Hongmeng creation, has indeed been born, and has also transformed into a human being, walking in the world as a human boy! This is very important to us monks who are struggling to find the way to transcendence.

, is truly a once-in-a-billion-year opportunity!"

"He came here specifically to plunder the origin of the world. He probably wants to use this special treasure of heaven and earth to help himself grow quickly? What does this mean?"

"It means that he has not yet reached a mature state, his cultivation strength is lacking, and he is still far away from the legendary realm of the supreme Hunyuan saint!"

"It makes sense, so our chances of conquering him should be good. The premise is that we must find him as soon as possible..."

Many big shots were chatting with each other, and their words were all determined to win Qinglian, the innate Hongmeng creation.

Leng Buding's cold and arrogant voice sounded: "I think that someone might have taken advantage of him!"

"Uh? What does Senior Sister Xue mean by this?"

"It's very simple. Since there are so many beautiful female cultivators around Him, would you believe it if I say that there is no relationship between them and Him?"

"This... that's true! Could it be that such a supreme divine being also has human emotions and desires? It feels too incredible..."

"There is nothing difficult to understand. Since He is now a human boy, it is not surprising that He has such needs. Moreover, this is a rare opportunity for us, so we can take advantage of it and prepare carefully..."

"Sister, what you said is true. If this method can make it easier to gain His approval and closeness, then we really need to discuss it carefully."

…

The action of adjusting the trajectory of the Taixu starry sky did not take much time. After the work was completed, Qin Muling took his senior sisters and set off again.

Longquan World, the headquarters of the Meng clan.

At this time, Meng Xuehuan, who was dressed in a bright red embroidered phoenix brocade palace robe, plump and graceful, was in her boudoir, making a set of brilliant gold and purple moire brocade robes. Meng Ziqing and Meng Xuan

The mother and daughter were helping from the side, their three pairs of bright autumn eyes full of concentration.

Although Qin Muling no longer lacks any resources, in the eyes of the three Meng Xuehuan women, she still has to prepare some clothing and supplies for him. Whether they are precious or not is secondary, the key is that the heart cannot be missing.

After a long time, Meng Xuehuan finally stopped working and looked at his work carefully, with a look of satisfaction in his beautiful eyes.

Given her status, apart from items for her own use, she has never made any magic items for others. Qin Muling is the only exception.

"...Counting the time, it's time for this guy to come over, right?"

Meng Xuehuan gently stroked the smooth fabric, a hint of melancholy and resentment appeared on her beautiful face. Even though they had a close relationship, they still had to wait more than a year before they could see each other again.

Fortunately, they had time to speed up the magic circle, and Qin Muling accompanied them to practice for a month, which was worth ten thousand times the passage of time in the outside world, so it didn't seem so difficult.

"I wonder if we will have good news this time..."

The pretty and crimson-colored Meng Ziqing, with her hair on the temples and phoenix hairpin, pursed her lips, touched her still flat belly, and said quietly.

The three women have already used the prescriptions stored in the Meng clan's secret warehouse, as well as the secret recipes obtained from outside at high prices. Unfortunately, bad luck, even though they had been with Qin Muling for a long time, there was still no movement.

Meng Xuehuan's eyes flashed, and she glanced at her slightly: "Although we are all anxious, there is no need to force it, right? Anyway, as long as you capture his heart, there will always be opportunities."

Meng Ziqing sighed softly. Even so, who can resist being impatient? After all, Qin Muling's position in their hearts is so important that nothing can replace it.

At this moment, the most beautiful Meng Xuan felt something in her heart, and her soft voice contained undisguised surprise: "He has arrived, let's go out to greet him!"

Meng Xuehuan's expression changed slightly, her plump and slender body suddenly rose, and her chest inevitably felt a wave of waves. She hugged Meng Ziqing and disappeared into the boudoir.

Meng Xuan, who stayed where she was, curled her lips helplessly. It was like this every time. She was the redundant one?

But she didn't say anything. After all, this matter can only be handled by herself and cannot be left to others.

Meng Xuan stood up in a hurry and used secret methods to notify the stunning girls who were cultivating in secret, asking them to quickly bathe and change clothes, dress up carefully, and get ready for bed.

A moment later, two women, Meng Xuehuan and Meng Xuehuan, who looked delighted, walked in holding Qin Muling's arms.

At this time, a large number of stunningly beautiful women from the Mongolian clan had arrived. The palace was filled with hairpin rings, skirts and coats, floating green flowers, and a faint body fragrance.

The beautiful scenery that follows is not enough for outsiders to describe...

…

Deep inside the heavy embroidered curtains, on the large jade embroidered bed, Meng Xuehuan gently stretched her plump and voluptuous body. She let out a sigh of contentment and returned to hug the beautiful young man beside her.

"...How are the conditions of those families?"

Qin Muling gently stroked the smooth and creamy snow skin and asked warmly.

"What else can I do? One day is worse than the other!"

Meng Xuehuan laughed in a low voice. A group of high-level figures would have to die in two months. The panic effect caused by this would be unbearable even for powerful forces with deep foundations.

Now the civil and military ministers of the Jiuhua Divine Dynasty have almost changed through two groups, and the third group has almost died, so that everyone in the government and the public is panicked and has no intention of doing anything. The emperor Su Minggan is so worried that his hair has turned gray, and he can only say nothing. .

As for the Qi Clan, Li Clan, and Yuan Clan, the situation is even more unbearable. Some senior officials who have not yet been recruited have even packed up their belongings and secretly escaped from the Longquan world with their wives, children, and children.

In the eyes of those people, as long as they avoid this place of right and wrong, they may be able to escape the mysterious curse, right?

Meng Xuan, with her head lowered, was beating his legs carefully, with her long hair spread behind her like a waterfall.

Meng Ziqing's enchanting snake-like jade arms hugged Qin Muling and whispered: "Junior brother, what do you think should be done with those guys who have run away?"

Qin Muling pondered and said, "Can we let them go first? As long as they don't come back, we can live the rest of our lives in peace."
Chapter completed!