Meng Fan got off the bed and pulled on a pair of tattered straw sandals.

Look at my body, it is also a tattered shirt, there are holes in the trouser legs, as miserable as the window paper pasted on the window lattice, and the hair is messy when I touch it, and it looks like I haven't washed it for a long time...... Could this look be a person with status?

Meng Fan pulled the straw sandals and took a step forward.

The man just now hurriedly took a step back, and he suddenly felt an extremely fierce momentum on Meng Fan's body, as if Meng Fan could let him kill with a random movement of his fingers!

The man rubbed his eyes, and then looked at Meng Fan, that momentum was gone.

"Scared Lao Tzu, I thought that the seal of repentance was invalid!" The man breathed a sigh of relief and began to chatter, "Fang Angelica, you owe four bundles of firewood and six loads of water yesterday, and you have to make up for it today, count it down, you need to pick a total of fourteen bundles of firewood and sixteen loads of water today, if you can't finish it today, your skin and flesh will be blessed!"

Meng Fan didn't have the heart to listen to the man's chatter, stepped on straw sandals, and strode outside.

The scene outside made him stunned for a while.

At this time, he was still in a dark cave, he was in a beautiful mountain, the trees in the distance were lush, the pavilions were like covers, the pavilions and palaces were lined up one after another, the shape was elegant, under the background of the clouds and mist on the mountain, it was like the Qionglou Yuyu in the sky, and there were also many figures in gorgeous clothes walking back and forth, I don't know what they were busy with, and their clothes were the same as those disciples of the Emperor Immortal Palace he had seen in the formation before.

Take a deep breath and it's refreshing.

Even the aura of heaven and earth that diffused around him seemed to be rich and pure, far from being comparable to today's cultivators.

Meng Fan was stunned as if he was in a different world, and couldn't help but speak: "This is the so-called Chongming Emperor Immortal Palace?"

Meng Fan looked to the side again and said to the man, "You are a disciple of the Emperor Immortal Palace?"

To his surprise, the man sneered disdainfully: "Emperor Chongming Immortal Palace? Fang Angelica, haven't you woken up yet? Have you forgotten what you have done? This is Chongming Lin Immortal Palace! You have committed a heinous crime and have been punished here for half a month! Lao Tzu is a deacon of the outer gate, and he will take care of you! Don't rub it in, hurry up and work for Lao Tzu!"

The deacon of the Linxian Palace took the lead in walking forward, and complained as he went: "How many days have it been, why hasn't the sect master condemned you yet? But you won't live for a few days! ”

"It's weird. Meng Fan scratched his head, "It's not the Emperor Immortal Palace, but the Linxian Palace, what the hell is going on with all this?"

Next, the outer gate deacon took Meng Fan to a courtyard, and the courtyard was full of bundles of dry firewood, judging by its scale, it was enough for a gate sect to last half a year.

"It's just three days of stock. The deacon pointed to the axe and rope that was placed on a bundle of dry firewood, and said, "Take the guys, and go!"

Meng Fan continued to digest the information that filled his mind, picked up the axe and rope slowly, and followed the deacon out of the mountain gate of Lin Xian Palace and headed towards a valley.

"If you didn't take care of you yesterday, you won't be able to complete the task, and if you dare to be lazy today, Lao Tzu will definitely unload an arm from you!"

When he reached the valley, the deacon sat down in the shade, leaned his back against a tree, put his legs together, and took out a torn book from his body and looked at it, and his mouth was constantly snorting.

Meng Fan squinted his eyes and saw that there were a lot of indecent illustrations drawn on the book, which was not a serious book.

"Most of that formation has been destroyed, there must be something wrong, otherwise I will never get me to the Immortal Palace, Jin Lian'er's gang doesn't know where to go, we have to find them first, and then find a way to break the formation and leave." Meng Fan slashed the axe into a big tree, "And the stream, why did it appear in the formation? Although her appearance has changed, it is indeed her, and that kind of soul breath can't be wrong!"

"What the hell is going on here?"

Meng Fan's head was still groggy, a large amount of information was tumbling in his mind, he couldn't sort out his head, and it took some time to digest it.

Meng Fan suddenly set his eyes on the outer deacon.

"That kid is only a mid-stage cultivator of the Earth Xuan, you can get him done first, and then find a way to figure it all out!"

A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Meng Fan's mouth, bullying the weak, especially bullying such an arrogant and domineering guy, it's quite cool to do it once in a while, Meng Fan pulled the broken straw sandals, walked to the deacon, and pressed his palm on the deacon's head.

"Be honest, you kid. Meng Fan condescendingly asked, "Who is Fang Angelica? Why am I in the Linxian Palace......?

"Fang Angelica, are you tired of being crooked?" Just as Meng Fan said, the deacon raised his eyelids and squinted at Meng Fan with only one eye, although he was pressed by Meng Fan, he didn't look afraid at all, "Do you want to kill me? Or do you want to pretend to be stupid and escape punishment? Lao Tzu tells you, no way! The sins you have committed are hard to atone!"

Meng Fan was stunned, he was a powerhouse in the Immortal Dual Realm, when he woke up, he had already run his cultivation, everything was normal, and this kid in front of him was in the middle stage of the Earth Xuan, how could the other party not be afraid of himself?

"Don't get over and chop wood yet!" the deacon raised his hand and pushed Meng Fan's hand away, "I'll mess around with you again!"

"Hmm?" The deacon was stunned, and Meng Fan actually pressed his hand on his head again.

"I'm not kidding you. Meng Fan put on a vicious expression, "If you want to live, answer me honestly, this is your last chance!"

"Is it really stupid?" The deacon raised his hand, grabbed one of Meng Fan's fingers, and slammed it!

Meng Fan's face changed instantly, his body was extremely strong, his fingers were broken on the back of his hand by the deacon, as fragile as a wicker, Meng Fan let out a spineless scream: "Ah!"

The deacon shook his hand again and threw Meng Fan far away.

Fortunately, his skills were still there, Meng Fan flipped around in the air, and stood firm on the ground with a bang on his feet, which was not too embarrassing.

Meng Fan didn't look at his bent finger, hurriedly turned his cultivation around, and slapped an angry wave palm into the air, the immortal dual realm cultivation was indeed still there, but the angry wave palm slapped out, but it only exerted the power of the Great Perfection of the Condensing Spirit, and the combat power was suppressed by a powerful force!

Ripples spread out from the dantian position.

Meng Fan hurriedly lowered his head to take a look, fortunately, the perspective function of the Dream Dao Technique was not affected, otherwise he would have to untie his belt, on his dantian, there were runes drawn, at this time, those runes were shining brightly, and the Dao ripples were emitted from it, needless to say, it was also those runes that made his realm still exist, but his combat power was almost lost!

Meng Fan turned his back, put his hand into his clothes, and secretly rubbed those runes, but he couldn't rub them off, as if they were tattooed!

The deacon sneered and said, "Second Ancestor Angelica, when you did that, you really didn't think that you would have today?"

PS: The third is sent, I wish you happy reading, and have a good rest after reading it.

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