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And Meng Fan was unable to go down, and the fugue body was sucked back into the cave, and the physical body woke up.

After waking up, Meng Fan sat on the bed, touched his chin, and said with a meaningful smile: "I thought it was something going on? It turned out to be a big gift from Deacon Cao, which is really interesting!"

Immediately, his expression became solemn again, and he secretly reminded himself to take precautions, lest he lose his life before the task was completed.

In the second half of the night, the wind was a little quieter, and the registered disciples who stayed in the cave gradually quieted down, and those who cultivated better forced themselves to meditate and cultivate, so as to survive this cold night, while others who had no cultivation curled up in the innermost part of the cave, holding their bodies with both hands, counting the time minute by minute, hoping that the day would come sooner.

Meng Fan was lying on the bed, wrapped in a quilt, and was hurrying to cultivate the Dream Dao technique, without the help of the blood soul at the moment, it was naturally not so easy to cultivate, however, because he had entered the fugue state three times in a row last night, some difficulties in cultivation had basically been solved, and it was a matter of time before he could get started.

The second half of the night passed peacefully, and the next day the sun was good, and the bright light penetrated the morning light, shining on the ascetic cliff without hesitation, and the temperature in the cave began to warm up...... Let the newcomers who have suffered a night of sins be moved to tears, usually, how can they ever care about a ray of sunshine.

Then, someone pushed open the door panel of the cave, welcomed the sunlight in, stretched his stiff body, and his tired face slowly became a little rosy.

Of course, they just pushed the door open, and naturally they didn't dare to go out, otherwise they would have violated the rules, and the crime of the night would be in vain.

At noon, the little Taoist priest who had led them walked down the iron rope and began to roll call them one by one.

Meng Fan paid a little attention and found that in addition to the one who fell off the cliff and died, there were more than fifty people living on this penance cliff, and the number of people recruited by Huyangguan this time was quite a lot.

Among the more than 50 people, a few people expressed their intention to quit to the little Taoist priest when they were named, obviously because the night was very bad, and there were dead people, they were frightened, and they had the idea of retreating.

The little Taoist priest didn't say anything, just made a registration, said that he would reflect to the above, sure enough, in the afternoon, the little Taoist priest came over again, and said something to those people, saying that the retreat in the penance cliff for three days is the grinding that every Huyangguan disciple can't escape, and after these three days, you can get the bedding, and then it will be much better, even if he just joined the Huyangguan, he also survived like this, if he really wants to quit, it is okay, but you need to pay a part of the liquidated damages.

He also said that if you have confidence in yourself, after practicing at the Ascetic Cliff for a month, you can apply for the qualification of an outer disciple, and if you become an outer disciple, then you naturally don't need to live here, you can live in the Taoist house inside the Huyang Temple, and the environment there is much better than here.

The little Taoist priest was not very old, about fifteen or sixteen years old, everyone listened to his words, and was slightly moved, feeling that even this little Taoist priest had persevered, and there was no reason why he could not persevere, and besides, he could receive the bedding in three days, and the living conditions would be greatly improved.

With these in mind, a few of those who planned to quit dismissed the idea of quitting, but two people still left.

Meng Fan didn't care much about these, anyway, he wouldn't leave, the bed and bedding or something, he had it himself, but when he heard the sentence "You can apply for an outer disciple in a month and live in the Taoist house of Huyang Temple", he fell into his heart, this is naturally to be fought for, and it is one of his plans to penetrate into the enemy.

At that time, it will be much more convenient to want to do something than to live on an ascetic cliff.

After the little Taoist priest left, no one came, until the early hours of the evening, an unexpected thing happened, this incident was like a joy out of the sky, which made Meng Fan more determined to go undercover in Huyangguan.

In the early hours of the morning, the night was dark and there was no wind, and when Meng Fan was practicing the Dream Dao Technique, he suddenly heard a slight friction sound on the cliff outside, as if something was climbing on the cliff.

At first, he thought it was a corpse walking on the cliff, but later he learned that it was not the case.

At this time, there was a black shadow, slowly climbing on the penance cliff, the timing of this black shadow appeared was particularly ingenious, it was when the patrol disciples above the cliff handed over the shift, the soul extraction ghost suspended outside the penance cliff also moved into the distance, and did not notice the arrival of this black shadow.

And ten meters away from this black shadow, there was a corpse ashamed clinging there, looking motionless into the distance, the black shadow climbed closer and closer to the corpse, suddenly pulled out a short sword, stabbed into the corpse's head, and then pressed the corpse's body on the cliff, lest the corpse fall down...... The means are extremely clean.

At this moment, the patrolling disciples finished their shifts, and the black shadow glanced at the top of the cliff, his eyes froze, and then he dragged the corpse's body, climbed the cliff and swung gently, swinging to the door of a cave, pushing open the door and hiding in.

On the door panel of the cave was a number, ninety-nine.

After entering the cave, the black shadow glanced at the scene in the cave for the first time, and was suddenly stunned, and found a person lying on the bed, with Erlang's legs crossed, looking at him curiously with his head tilted...... There's also an alcohol stove lit next to the bed!

Since the black shadow dared to break into the Tiger Yang Temple at night, he naturally had investigated the news, and knew that some new disciples had moved in to the ascetic cliff and were in a three-day retreat, but ...... The person in front of him seems to be in retreat, it seems that he is clearly here for a vacation!

"Your Excellency is ......"

Meng Fan sat up, and saw that the man was dressed in black, wearing a black hood, only two eyes were exposed, and he was carrying a corpse in his hand, and black blood was dripping from the corpse's head, knowing that he was not here to assassinate him, he wanted to ask, but the man pointed it at the throat with a short sword.

"If you want to live, be honest and don't make a sound. ”

The man's voice sounded very vicissitudes, it turned out to be an old man, Meng Fan spread his hands, indicating that he had no malicious intentions, and then closed his mouth.

After waiting for a while, the old man listened to the movement outside, bent down slightly, and put the corpse on the ground, but at this moment, a little ghost who squeezed in through the crack in the door and quietly rode on the old man's head......

Outside is a cliff, and if you go out, you will inevitably fall off the cliff and die!

The old man was obviously on the way!

For this kind of soul ghost, Meng Fan also knows how powerful it is, on Shangguan Ning's computer, many cases have been recorded, many people have died innocently because of the control of the ghost, Xiaoyu's mother is one of them, when he was in the Loving Father River, Liu Erxie was almost tricked......

"The enemy of Huyangguan is a friend, help me!"

In a flash, Meng Fan suddenly stood up, stretched out his palm, and an inextinguishable earth fire spread out in his palm, grabbing the soul-draining ghost on the old man's head...... (To be continued.) )