"Little Brother Meng Fan, your medical techniques and attack methods should not be martial arts techniques, but techniques, right?"

Xu Mingyu asked Meng Fan again.

Huang Yuan, Zhang Hongyu, Luo Yunxin, and Zhao Hongjun were all staring at Meng Fan at the moment, obviously wanting to know the answer to this question.

"That's right, it's magic. ”

Meng Fan nodded and said.

The Tongue and Sword, Zhu Youjutsu, Vajra Mantra, and the Alchemy Technique were all techniques he had learned from the book.

Although he had not practiced martial arts, he was sure that the techniques and martial arts must be completely different, at least, the root of martial arts exercises was qi and blood and true qi, and the foundation of martial arts was spiritual power.

"Sure enough, you should be a Taoist monk who specializes in magic, right?"

At this time, Zhang Hongyu looked at Meng Fan with brilliant eyes and spoke.

"Taoist monk?"

Meng Fan couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, he was not a Taoist priest, he was just a scholar who liked to read.

"Aren't you?"

Seeing Meng Fan's reaction, Huang Yuan and the others couldn't help but be stunned, could it be that they guessed wrong?

"It's not. ”

Meng Fan directly shook his head and replied.

"That's strange, what you cultivate is obviously a spell, and what you consume is also spiritual power, how can you not be a Taoist monk?"

Huang Yuan frowned.

"Little Brother Meng Fan, can you tell us where you learned your technique?"

At this time, Luo Yunxin, the eldest, stared at Meng Fan and asked.

After a pause, he continued: "Of course, if it's inconvenient, you can not say it. ”

"There's nothing inconvenient, in fact, the reason why I was able to get these spells was because one day, I was walking on the street, and suddenly I met a white-bearded old man, he said that I was a bone surprise, an immortal genius who practiced magic, and a rare peerless beautiful man in the world, so he taught me the supreme magic that he had passed down for eighteen generations. ”

Meng Fan smiled when he heard this, and said: "At that time, he just raised his hand and stroked my head, and then I seemed to hear someone talking in my head, yes, he seemed to have read a poem, Bai Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor, the immortals touched my top, and the hair was ...... immortal."

"By the time I came back to my senses, he had already disappeared, and I found that I had a lot of memory information in my head, which contained various methods of cultivation. ”

Hearing Meng Fan's words, Huang Yuan and Zhang Hongyu were all shocked, and their eyes were full of incredulity.

"Bai Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor, the immortals touch my top, and I will be immortal!"

After a long time, Huang Yuan, who came back to his senses, slowly chanted in his mouth.

"Is there really an immortal in the world?"

Zhang Hongyu also muttered.

"Even if that old gentleman is not the legendary immortal, he must be a Taoist monk, and he should have used great magical means to directly pass on the method of cultivating magic to the little brother Meng Fan like an initiation. ”

Zhao Hongjun also said at this time.

"It should be like this, when the great monk was playing in the world, he stumbled upon the little brother Meng Fan, a prodigy of cultivation, and couldn't help but accept him as a successor, and passed on all the supreme spells to him, but due to some special reasons, he couldn't take the little brother Meng Fan with him to train him every day. ”

Luo Yunxin nodded and said.

"No wonder Little Brother Meng Fan is so old, he already has the powerful strength to kill the grandmaster, it turns out that he has obtained the true inheritance of the great monk, plus since he can be favored by the great monk, it is enough to show that his talent is extraordinary, I am afraid that it will not be long before our Huaguo will have an existence above the grandmaster. ”

Xu Mingyu said with some excitement.

"I don't know where that old gentleman is now, if you can invite him to sit in Hwaseong, then no matter how many Heavenly Xuanwu people come to attack, they will definitely be able to come and go. ”

Huang Yuan also said with a look of surprise.

When Meng Fan heard the words of these five people, his eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of strangeness.

These five old grandmasters not only actually believed his words, but also opened their minds, and he almost believed what he said that the white-bearded old man he made up really existed in the world.

Also, don't they think that the reason why the white-bearded old man will teach him the magic is only because of his prosperous beauty?

"Little Brother Meng Fan, since I know that you are a monk, then I must remind you that in the future, in front of the Heavenly Xuanwu Warriors, it is best not to show your magic easily, let alone be known by them, all your methods are based on spiritual power, otherwise, it is likely to cause great trouble. ”

Xu Mingyu's eyes were firmly fixed on Meng Fan, and he said with an extremely solemn expression.

"Why?"

Meng Fan asked in amazement.

Even if he is a Taoist monk, he shouldn't be targeted like this, right?

"I don't know the specifics, I just know that in this Tianxuan Continent, monks are taboo, if anyone dares to practice magic, once they are discovered, they will be chased and killed by the Tianxuan Martial Artists. ”

Xu Mingyu shook his head and said.

"I've heard some, it seems that thousands of years ago, there was a grandmaster in the Tianxuan Continent, who was invincible for thousands of years, crisscrossing the entire Tianxuan Continent, suppressing countless genius powerhouses, known as the Supreme, all the sects and family forces in the Tianxuan Continent had to obey his orders, but in the end, for some reason, he was suddenly on the verge of death. ”

Zhao Hongjun opened his mouth and said: "When he was dying, he left a sentence that ordered all the martial artists of the Tianxuan Continent to punish them as long as they encountered a monk who consumed spiritual power to perform spells. ”

"Everyone else is dead, these heavenly Xuanwu people in the future will still listen to him?"

Meng Fan asked in surprise.

It is said that when people die like a lamp goes out, everything in life will dissipate with the wind, when the Supreme is alive, he is indeed very awesome, completely equivalent to the emperor of the Tianxuan Continent, commanding the world, don't dare to disobey.

But he has died thousands of years ago, and the descendants of the Heavenly Xuanwu don't know how many generations it has been passed on, so will they still be afraid of his residual power?

"At the beginning, the Heavenly Xuanwu Warriors really chased and killed all the monks all over the world just because of the words of that supreme, and later, there were rumors that the monks had the secret of immortality, and even the method of becoming immortals, so they chased and killed the monks even more frantically. ”

Zhao Hongjun continued: "In short, once the Heavenly Xuanwu Martial Artist knows that you are a monk, there will be endless trouble. ”

"I'm really a little curious, do you really know the method of becoming an immortal and the secret of immortality?"

At this time, Zhang Hongyu suddenly asked Meng Fan.

As her words fell, Huang Yuan, Zhao Hongjun, Xu Mingyu, and Luo Yunxin all couldn't help but stare at Meng Fan tightly, looking forward to his answer.

Just ask, who doesn't want to live forever, and who doesn't want to become an immortal?

If there is a real opportunity, they naturally do not want to miss it.

"I don't know about other monks, I don't have the secret of immortality anyway, and I don't know how to become an immortal. ”

Meng Fan shook his head and said.

Maybe one day in the future, he will be able to comprehend the secret of immortality and the method of becoming an immortal from a certain book, but now, he really doesn't, and even strictly speaking, he is not a Taoist monk at all.

"It seems that this rumor from the Tianxuan Continent is not true. ”

Zhang Hongyu said with some disappointment.