"How to crack it?"

Fan Guyi asked with great interest.

"The Zhengyang Soul Technique is actually a method of strengthening the soul. Meng Fan's eyes were mixed with a hint of excitement, "As the name suggests, it can strengthen a cultivator's soul like the noon sun, and everything cannot be covered with its brilliance, it is the soul of Zhengyang!"

"Zhengyang Soul. Fan Guyi nodded thoughtfully, and then asked, "But if you cultivate this technique, it will only strengthen your own soul, not the soul of the long way." ”

"That's true!" Meng Fan didn't deny it, explaining, "But this soul recipe also has a spell attached to it, called the Zhengyang Soul Knife, which can cut all kinds of souls, as long as I can use the power of the Zhengyang soul to distinguish the human soul from the beast soul, I can cut it down with one sword, and ask the human soul to go to the beast soul!"

Meng Fan raised his hand and made a chopping gesture.

Then, he pursed his lips, looked at Fan Guyi and said, "But this technique has requirements for the realm of cultivators, and it must have the foundation of ascending to the Heavenly Gate to cut the five!"

Fan Guyi agreed: "Only the strong people in the Immortal Realm have the ability to spy on the soul, and the requirements for the Zhengyang Soul Technique are not high, but low." ”

"Old Fan!" Meng Fan said with a smile, "It's a pity that I haven't ascended to the Heavenly Gate yet, and I don't want to wait, how about handing over this Zhengyang Soul Technique to you to refine?"

"Let the old man refine?" Fan Guyi raised the hand of the Danhuo and pointed at himself, "Forget it, that immortal war consumed a huge amount, and the old man has not recovered yet, you can refine this soul trick yourself!"

"Then let Zhang Wuling and Brother Zhang refined!" Meng Fan thought for a while.

"He can't. Fan Guyi shook his head, "He has been in retreat for the past few days, and he has to go to Huangquan to improve the tenth move of the Ten Tribulations of Fire for you, and he can't get out, Meng boy, don't be lazy, it's not bad for this day or two, anyway, you have reached the late stage of the fourth slash, and it is time to ascend to the Heavenly Gate!"

"That's it!" Meng Fan pursed his lips and glanced at the remnants of Yu Yanshan lying on the ground, "There are a lot of troubles, and there is no skill in the doppelganger!"

"It's all your own toss, who is to blame?" Fan Guyi smiled maliciously, and then suddenly said in a low voice, "This Zhengyang Soul Trick can break the beast soul soldier The matter is extremely important, you must keep it secret, and you must not spread it to the outside world, even your confidante can't say it!"

Fan Gu meant that Zhou Yutong was naturally referring to Zhou Yutong.

"Hey, old Fan, when you say that, I want to ask you something. Meng Fan smiled, "Fat Qi is a member of the Zhengyang Sect, how much does the outside world know about the secret techniques of the Zhengyang Sect?

"I don't know. Fan Guyi thought for a while and said, "It is rumored from the outside world that the Zhengyang faction has two secret techniques, one is the Zhengyang Golden Body Technique, and the other is the Zhengyang Divine Sword Technique, but there is no Zhengyang Soul Technique, if the old ghost of Qiandeng knows that the Zhengyang Sect has this secret technique, I am afraid that the Beast Soul Soldier will not have a flaw for you to drill!"

"That's the same!" Meng Fan's lips curled into a vague arc, "I can't tell him about this." ”

"Can't tell him!" Fan Guyi nodded understandingly.

The sunlight outside slowly swept through the window lattice, and Qian Deng sneezed in the City Lord's Mansion for no reason.

Meng Fan and Fan Guyi chatted secretly for a while, and then pulled the topic to Yu Yanshan.

Before he retreated to the Gate of Heaven, he wanted to save Yu Yanshan's life, and if he delayed any longer, I was afraid that Yu Yanshan would never wake up again.

"Today, I gave birth to my crocodile sister-in-law, but I gained a lot. Meng Fan raised his hand, "Xiao Fang has also learned the manipulation method of the wood attribute physique, and I have been thinking, if I inject some vitality into Yu Yanshan's body, will she be saved?"

"Life nourishes all things, but give it a try. Fan nodded helplessly.

He found a lot of things, in fact, Meng Fan already had an idea, and he didn't need any ideas from an old man at all, and he had a useless feeling in his heart, and his face was inadvertently a little pale, revealing a trace of sickness, which was really a little wrong for him in the immortal realm.

Meng Fan was contemplating his eyebrows, not noticing the slight change in Fan Guyi's face, and then patted his palm lightly on the table, and said, "Then give it a try!"

Immediately, he asked his disciple to invite Xiao Fang into the room and explain his thoughts.

"No problem!" Xiao Fang nodded her little head, sat down seriously next to Yu Yanshan's body, put her little hand up, and after a while, a strong green qi spread out from her body, and Yu Yanshan's body was also covered with green qi.

After a while, something happened that surprised both Meng Fan and Fan Guyi.

I saw that the withered red line at the wound of Yu Yanshan, after being injected with vitality, the color began to redden, and slowly began to squirm, like the roots of plants and trees, constantly stretching, and the self-healing that had been stagnant for a long time finally began!

But the speed was extremely slow, and when Xiao Fang sweated and wet her clothes, a small piece of new flesh grew on Yu Yanshan's wound.

"It's okay!" Meng Fan patted Xiao Fang's shoulder lightly, "This method is feasible, but it takes time, Xiao Fang, in the next few days, let you, Master Fan, provide you with more elixirs to nourish your body, and the matter of saving Yu Yanshan will be handed over to you, don't be too anxious, take your time!"

It can ensure that Yu Yanshan does not die, and there is no urgency to completely save her life.

Fan Guyi smiled very generously: "How many pills do you want!"

"Don't worry, Master and Second Master!" Xiao Fang nodded sensibly, "The disciple promises to complete the task!"

Meng Fan and Fan Guyi both laughed.

Then, Meng Fan stroked Xiaofang's head, looked in the direction of the shantytown, and said softly: "When I am done with some things, the eldest brother will find an opportunity to take your father over, so that Brother Wei Chi can also enjoy the blessings." ”

Xiao Fang also looked over, her big eyes full of longing.

On the day of the snow, she already missed her father very much, she was not cold at all in Ziyang Palace, but she was worried that her father would be cold, and she was worried that her father would be cold......

At this moment, a disciple outside the door announced: "Little Deputy Palace Master, Zhang Qiu of the Animal Courtyard has come to ask to see!"

Meng Fan narrowed his eyes and smiled at Fan Guyi: "He is here to find a beast soul soldier here, he can't see it, and there is no time to waste with him at this time!"

"Let's see each other!" Fan Guyi smiled, "Maybe he'll bring you some news." ”

Meng Fan sighed, pushed the door and walked out.

In the welcoming hall, as soon as Zhang Qiulai saw Meng Fan walk in, his face bloomed with a smile: "Little Deputy Palace Master, thank you last time, if it weren't for you, the little brother would not have the life to see you, turn around and I'll be the east, please have a good drink in Baihuafang, hehe, and, Little Deputy Palace Master, is the little white fox I gave you okay? Why haven't you seen it all the time? Is it dead? It's okay to die, go back and find you a fun ...... again."

"Ah, this is ......" As he spoke, Zhang Qiulai suddenly saw a slender woman walking out from behind Meng Fan, and blinked his eyes in surprise, "I haven't seen it much!"

The woman just raised her hand, and Zhang Qiulai fell to her knees with a thud, a red line grew on her eyeballs, and she opened her mouth and shouted at the woman: "Master." ”

He once drank the poisonous wine that Yu Yanshan melted the red thread in Baihuafang, and Xiaomeng was easily controllable.

Meng Fan waved his hand to Zhang Qiulai: "Say it now!"

Then, Zhang Qiu said something, which made Meng Fan's face change sharply, causing him to have no time to ascend to the gate of heaven, so he borrowed a sword from Zhou Yutong for the third time......

(End of chapter)