"Yes, butler, you are now in the soul gestation stage. Wu Meng nodded happily, although he didn't know how to give birth to a machine spirit in the immortal cultivation world, but as a scientist who has traveled to the interstellar world for more than a hundred years, how could he not know the signs of artificial intelligence giving birth to a soul?

After all, the main brain is an artificial intelligence with a soul!

"You try to do as much computing as possible during this time, well, I'll leave the matter about my two killings to you, and the purpose of finding out Feng Wuyun will also be left to you. As long as there is a breakthrough, report to me on the progress. Wu Meng directly shook his hand and shopkeeper.

"Yes!" Actually, the housekeeper wanted to say, even before Mengmeng, you also handed over these things to me. Huh, how do I learn duplicity? However, if anything happens, tell Meng Meng as soon as possible, and the deadline for this instruction will be the end of my life.

"Wang!" Mengmeng, it's your turn. Rhubarb looked ahead boredly, and by the way, he helped the Meng Meng who was distracted, oh, or maybe the Meng Meng who chatted with the housekeeper, and looked at the location.

"Huh?" Wu Meng was stunned for a moment, came back to his senses, and saw that there was no one in front of him, and the inner disciple who had registered for the registration was already looking at him with an unkind face, and hurriedly walked up.

Touching Rhubarb's head, "Thank you, Rhubarb." ”

"Wang!" you're welcome, I just want to eat roast chicken.

"Poof!" Wu Meng was holding up the pen and drawing, and couldn't help but laugh when he heard this.

"Ahem!" The inner disciple who was supervising Wu Meng's drawing talisman was very irritable, what are you smirking at? Hurry up and draw, if you can't draw it, get out.

Wu Meng hurriedly cleaned up his mood, put down the pen calmly, and without a breath, the rune paper unexpectedly turned into a 10 cm long and 6 cm wide rune, "The second grade medium dead wood is in spring, it's okay." ”

Seeing this, the inner disciple nodded, "Name, cultivation, which peak?"

"Wu Meng, build the fifth layer of the foundation, Fu Feng. "Although it is a big competition of Fu Peak, it is true that the grand event of the entire Spirit Illusion Gate, as long as you can draw a rune, no matter which peak you can come to participate in the registration.

"Okay, you can go, the specific time of the game will be issued through the identity card. The inner disciple in front of Wu Meng said.

"Okay, thank you. ”

Wu Meng struggled to squeeze out of the crowd again, and suffered several conspiracies in the process, but Wu Meng was able to dodge it. Finally returned to the cave all the way to the cave without incident.

The next day, Wu Meng had just finished lunch, lay down on the chair, remembered what happened yesterday, and asked, "Butler, what is the result of the tracking?"

"Last night, the male cultivator connected with someone, and I let the robot possess the connector again, and finally found out that the person behind the scenes was Mu Zhijun. ”

The housekeeper's words were completely unexpected by Wu Meng, "Mu Zhijun, are you sure? I don't seem to provoke this, right? Could it be related to Xiaolu?" In fact, she had already thought about it before, and she suspected that it was Lin Fan's cautious eye. But I couldn't think of Mu Zhijun.

"No, based on my analysis of the information sent back by her detection robot, it is 80% likely that there is no wind and no clouds. ”

"Feng Wuyun, why is it his business, not counting the time of the apprenticeship ceremony, I and he have only met twice?" Wu Meng held his chin with his hand, "It must not be because of tonight's incident, it is because of a few days ago?"

"Was Mu Zhijun there at the time?" looked at the holographic projection of the housekeeper next to him.

"No, but her cronies were there. Then a medium-sized and somewhat flamboyant female cultivator in Tsing Yi appeared in front of Wu Meng.

"Where do you think you've seen her?" Wu Meng felt that this person was somewhat familiar.

"In the Little Spirit Secret Realm. Another holographic video appeared in front of her.

"So it's her?" the gorgeous nun who taunted her in the secret realm.

"This person's name is Mu Qiong, she is Mu Zhijun's cronies, she told Mu Zhijun about that night, and after my analysis, this Mu Qiong's mind is not pure, and her loyalty to Mu Zhijun is only 55%, but she is very good at pleasing Mu Zhijun. Whether Mu Zhijun likes it or not, it can be exaggerated. ”

Wu Meng was stunned for a while when she heard this, and suddenly felt a little sorry for Mu Zhijun, her cronies were not her cronies. "Well, this Mu Qiong also has to be monitored. She felt that the breakthrough point was still in her.

"Mengmeng, don't worry, I've already let the nanobots attach to her. ”

"What about Mu Zhijun? As soon as the words fell, a petite girl, delicate facial features, and a very pitiful girl appeared in front of Wu Meng.

"Is this Mu Zhijun??" Wu Meng said that he couldn't tell it was Mu Zhijun at all, and sure enough, time was the most powerful scalpel. "She also fell in love with Feng Wuyun, eh, I seem to remember that six years ago, she almost got into a fight with Xiaolu for a person surnamed Wu?"

"Hey, I'll just say it's not good to be cloudless. Wu Meng shook his head, "What about the wind and clouds?"

"Nothing out of the ordinary. ”

Wu Meng smiled disdainfully when he heard this, "No abnormality is the most abnormal, I don't know him well, and he will be courteous as soon as he comes up, what kind of thoughts can he have? ”

"Yes!"

"What, you said Senior Brother Feng helped that slut again?" In an elegant courtyard, Mu Zhijun overturned the tea set on the table, and the tea set fell to the ground and rolled a few times, but there was nothing to do, and she sat firmly on the ground.

A female cultivator in Tsing Yi standing next to Mu Zhijun was Mu Qiong, the focus of Wu Meng's attention, her eyes flashed, and a touch of distress and salivation fell on the tea set that An An was lying on the ground. This is a second-grade spiritual weapon!!

"Yes, and Wu Meng still doesn't appreciate it, and stomps on the ground with the kindness of Feng Gongzi, making Feng Gongzi lose face. Mu Qiong's eyes sparkled, and she exaggerated things several times.

"Hmph! Sure enough, she's a slut, just like her Wulu. Mu Zhijun gritted her teeth, thinking that Wu Lu had repeatedly surpassed her in alchemy, she was even more jealous, but there was no way, the alchemy talent was destined, even if she was jealous, it was useless. can only stumble on her from time to time to vent her jealousy.

But I didn't expect her sister Wu Meng to dare to compete with her senior brother! !

"Miss, why don't you let me think of a way to stink Wu Meng's reputation! This woman cares most about reputation, and if Feng Gongzi knows that Wu Meng's slut is so unbearable, he will definitely dislike her, once Feng Gongzi dislikes her, we don't need to do anything, I believe that those little sluts in the door can't spare her." Mu Qiong said with a look of being anxious about what the master was anxious about and thinking about what the master thought.

"That's right. Mu Zhijun nodded. "You come here. ”

"Yes, the slave will do so. Mu Qiong patted her chest and promised.

"Well, well, you go down. ”

"Yes. Mu Qiong nodded, but his gaze stayed on the tea set on the ground for three seconds.

"Wait, take out this tea set and throw it away. Seeing this, Mu Zhijun hooked the corners of her mouth, the next person is the next person, and even if you step on the fairy road, it is also the life of the next person.

"Yes!" Mu Qiong happily picked up the tea set, and none of it was left behind, even the tea tray was stuffed into the Qiankun bag.

Mu Qiong walked out of Mu Zhijun's cave, glanced back, and raised a flirtatious smile.