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The autumn wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the window lattices are rattling.

From time to time, a gloomy cloud drifted from afar, covering the sky full of stars.

Zhou Chunhai glanced up at the night sky, and sat back in the stove room with Mazha, the stove was hot, a piece of warmth, and there was a gurgling sound in the soup pot.

Meng Fan's state of mind did change badly, but because of Qing Ling's help, he quickly reversed himself, and he sat cross-legged on the bed, intending to take his combat strength one step further in order to cope with all the wind and rain in the future.

"The missing person hasn't been found yet, and the Soul Pill hasn't been refined!"

"I don't have time to hang my head!"

A sense of pride rose in his chest, Meng Fan forgot what had just happened, and only by keeping moving forward would he not be pointed to his head like a doll.

"I hate it when people put a gun to my head. Thinking of a dialogue in a certain movie, Meng Fan smiled.

He took out the Taichu Sword Box, in addition to the Biluo Sword formed by the Tang Knife, there were eight sword grids empty, waiting for the spirit sword to return to the box, he was now in the middle stage of the third level of the Perfect Heaven Slash, he could shake the fifth level of the Heaven Slash, and fight the sixth level of the Heaven Slash!

If one day he cultivates enough, he can completely pull out the sword of Xiangbiluo......

"On the day the sword is drawn, the Heaven Slashing Realm is invincible!"

The corners of Meng Fan's mouth twitched with confidence, and then he took out the Fire Spirit Bead.

After the fire spirit recovered, the power increased greatly, and it could instantly incinerate the strong below the five slashes, which was higher than the five slashes, he had not fought yet, and he should be able to shake the other party, and when he faced the girl, he had the heart to take out the fire spirit beads, but he gave up the idea with almost no hesitation.

The Fire Spirit Bead has the Heavenly Fire Younger Brother in it.

In the face of such a terrifying existence of the girl, there is still a danger of the beads being extinguished.

"Brother Tianhuo, brother will find resources and find a way to let you continue to grow. Meng Fan took the Fire Spirit Bead and the Primal Sword Box back into the Qiankun space, and muttered to himself, "One day, you will reach a peak, burning the powerhouses of the Immortal Realm, like burning to death a small ant!"

There is a heavenly fire in the fire spirit bead, and the heavenly fire only recognizes him.

Meng Fan looked at the window lattice that was trembling because of the wind, and his expression was calm.

Qing Ling was in the Immortal Furnace, peeked at Meng Fan, his pretty face turned red, and whispered, "This kid is so scary when he is serious!"

"At the time of slashing the sky, every time a heavy heaven is slashed, a golden fragment falls, and the fragment is covered with the breath of slashing the sky, I wonder if it can be used to comprehend the art of slashing the sky?"

"And, where did all the pieces go?"

"It's definitely still in my body!"

Meng Fan condensed his mind, searched every corner of his body, looking for those mysterious fragments, Qiankun space, water, fire, earth and ice four attribute meridians, dantian location unicorn beast, and even tried to condense Qi Lin'er's ghost slashing golden light, but he didn't find the existence of the golden fragment, but he was not disappointed, he could easily find it, that is called disappointment!

"The better the thing, the harder it is!"

Meng Fan began to look for it in the most secret, and so far, the most difficult to explore soul, what a beautiful place it was, not belonging to the physical body, but clinging to the physical body, exuding a beautiful amber luster, containing his past, his life, his everything.

"People say that when people die, the lights go out, and the Tao dies and the soul dies. ”

"The lamp is the lamp of life, the soul of the soul!"

Having suffered all kinds of opportunities, good and bad, Meng Fan's soul was much stronger than ordinary cultivators, if other cultivators learned that Meng Fan was probing his soul inch by inch, they would definitely be surprised, because it was difficult to achieve his level without reaching the immortal realm, but Meng Fan did it!

And it's not hard!

Qing Ling was also aware of this situation, especially after Meng Fan drank the soup boiled by the Zhou family, not only did his physical body become too strong, but his soul also became stronger, it was really a creation, she even wanted to drink a sip of that soup, if she could absorb the essence of the soup, her soul body would definitely grow a lot!

"Soup?"

"What's that soup?"

Qing Ling seemed to suddenly sense something important, and quietly floated out of the immortal furnace, swam outside, and floated straight into the stove room.

"Tan Bai, just treat the Zhou family as your own home. Zhou Chunhai sat in front of the stove, the beating fire reflected his wrinkled old face, "I don't want to call you little brother, and I don't want you to call me Uncle Zhou or Uncle Zhou, I hope that one day, you will call me Dad, even if it is Godfather......"

Qingling stood quietly beside Zhou Chunhai and curled the corners of his mouth: "Very good family, Meng Fan is also blessed to meet them, however, what is he hiding, is he hiding in this stove room......

Qing Ling walked slowly in the stove room, but unfortunately she would not be as see-through as Meng Fan, otherwise she would soon be able to find the clues, walked around, and found nothing abnormal, and finally put her eyes on the stove, looking at the square bricks that built the stove, and touched her body to the stove.

"Who?" At this time, Zhou Chunhai's eyes suddenly sharpened, he stood up from the horse and blocked the stove, and said indignantly, "I, Zhou Chunhai, have paid enough, and my family is about to die, and I don't owe you anything anymore, don't look for me anymore, get out!"

"He's aware of my presence?"

Qing Ling took a few steps back and blinked, in his field of vision, the aura on Zhou Chunhai's body was very unstable, and his cultivation fluctuated between the Heaven Cutting and Earth Xuan Realm, and there was a faint strange light emitting from his chest, presumably it was a talisman pasted with some kind of talisman in order to perceive her existence.

Zhou Chunhai stood in front of the stove, looking like he would not let go of the way.

"He's protecting something!" It was also because of Zhou Chunhai's performance that Qing Ling confirmed one thing, the thing that made the soup magical was in the stove!

"And!" Qing Ling frowned, she was already ice and snow smart, and she quickly realized something, "That woman who is not a human or a ghost, could it be that she is looking for something that Zhou Chunhai hid?

After much thought, Qing Ling made a bold decision.

She slowly condensed her true body in front of Zhou Chunhai, and in Zhou Chunhai's strong precautions, Ying Ying gave a salute and said softly: "Uncle Zhou, the little girl Qingling, is a friend of Meng Fan, she has always been on Meng Fan, and she depends on him for good and evil, knowing that you have no ill will towards Meng Fan, the little girl dares to ask you a word......"

Qing Ling slowly straightened up and looked at Zhou Chunhai with a gentle but firm look: "After Meng Fan drank your soup, he encountered a trouble, what did you add to the soup?"

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