In the night, several figures were hurriedly running in the direction of the Nanwu Sect, and when they were about to reach the gate of the Nanwu Sect, they stopped, it was the Sect Elder and the others who had suffered a big loss at the hands of Meng Fan.

"Senior brother, are your injuries okay?"

Zhao Changshou gasped a few times bare-chested and asked Elder Zong.

Elder Zong ran back bleeding all the way, which was very miserable, which made Zhao Changshou a little worried.

"It's fine, a little injury. Elder Zong was also shirtless, and he was carrying the fourteen or fifteen-year-old young man Jin Taijiao on his back, "What about you, longevity?"

"I've recovered a bit, but I've had a few broken ribs and I'm going to have to recuperate for a few days. Zhao Changshou said hatefully, "That guy is too ruthless, I don't know what the origin is, does the senior brother see his origin?"

"Nope. Elder Zong shook his head slightly, "But it can be seen that that person is not like a figure from a small force, and it is very likely that he has a deep hatred with our Nanwu faction, if I arrive late, you will be tortured to death by him sooner or later." ”

"Does it have anything to do with the incident in the Spirit Grass Secret Realm three years ago?" Zhao Changshou said in a low voice.

"It's hard to say. But even if there was no hatred before, there is a hatred now. Elder Zong said ruthlessly, "Mortal enemy!"

"How can I explain this matter to the Golden Palm?" Zhao Changshou glanced at Jin Lian'er, who was standing next to him in a daze, and sent a message to Elder Zong.

"Let's tell the truth!" Elder Zong glanced at the sect mountain gate that was not too far away, walked forward, and muttered, "I'm afraid the Golden Lotus Peak will be restless tonight......

Jin Lian'er followed behind, her mind full of Meng Fan's shadow.

I didn't have much hatred in my heart, and it was all filled with fear.

Meng Fan almost killed the Sect Elder of the Immortal Triple Realm in the middle of the Immortal Triple Realm, which was like a nightmare to her, and it also subverted her perception of the cultivation realm.

Even subconsciously, he regarded Meng Fan as a goal of cultivation.

"Lian'er. Zhao Changshou glanced back, "Tidy up your clothes, it's cool." ”

"Oh. Although the matter had passed, Jin Lian'er raised her little hand, which was still a little trembling, and tied her neckline.

When the group entered the mountain gate, there was a small accident.

When a gatekeeper saw the shirtless Sect Elder and Zhao Changshou, he didn't recognize them for a while, and shouted: "Where did you come from, cat, dog, get out!"

Elder Zong frowned, and when he had nowhere to vent his anger, he kicked the gatekeeper disciple out with one kick, and with a bang, the gatekeeper's head was planted in the distance, motionless.

On this night, the head of Golden Lotus Peak was furious!

The disciples of Golden Lotus Peak almost went out to kill Meng Fan, but they didn't even find Meng Fan's shadow......

Click!

In the courtyard of the female ghost's house, there was a slight sound of footsteps falling to the ground.

The female ghost who was waiting for Meng Fan to go home hurriedly ran to the yard, and was startled when she saw Meng Fan's appearance, Meng Fan's clothes were covered in blood, as if she had crawled out of a pile of dead people, and she was still holding a small white fox in her arms, and hurriedly asked, "My lord, what's wrong with you?"

Meng Fan didn't explain anything, and stuffed the white fox to the female ghost: "Help me take care of it." ”

The female ghost hugged the white fox with blood on its fur and opened her small mouth: "My lord, you saved a small animal?"

Meng Fan's image suddenly became much taller in the female ghost's heart.

It turns out that Meng Fan is such a caring person.

Meng Fan walked towards the house, and said to the female ghost: "Help me boil some hot water later, I have to wash my body." ”

"Hmm!" the female ghost nodded, "Wait a minute, my lord, there is not much water at home, I'll go fetch water." ”

Meng Fan stopped, waved his hand, and said, "Let the two of them help you." ”

The female ghost was amazed again.

There were two more fair women in long skirts beside Meng Fan, who didn't have any breath at all, and they were two female corpses!

It was the two that Meng Fan brought back from the mausoleum of the official lady.

The two female corpses first bowed to Meng Fan, and then bowed to the female ghost Yingying.

The female ghost came back to her senses, put the white fox into her boudoir, and took the two female corpses to get bath water for Meng Fan.

The female ghost withdrew from Meng Fan's house to avoid suspicion.

The two female corpses didn't leave, they tested the temperature of the water with their hands, stood next to Meng Fan with a towel, and said very easily: "Master, please let the slave family dress you wide." ”

When they were in the mausoleum, they often served the ghost in this way.

"No need. Meng Fan took the towel from the female corpse and waved his hand to put the female corpse away, he was not too lazy to take a bath and let people serve him, if he really wanted to wash it, then only two women were qualified.

When I was a child, it was my mother.

Now, it's ......

As soon as he thought of her, Meng Fan's heart ached.

The scene of the Changsheng Building is vivid.

"She saved me again......"

Meng Fan raised his hand and looked at it, as if his fingertips still remembered the feeling of holding her little hand......

After losing his mind for a while, Meng Fan took off his bloody clothes and soaked into the bathtub, the water temperature was just right, infecting every pore of him, which was very comfortable.

"That rhythm is very mysterious. ”

Meng Fan tilted his head, leaning on the edge of the bathtub, thinking back to the scene of the battle with the Sect Elder, he thought that he was not capable of completely dissolving the Sect Elder's immortal technique, but he was blessed to shake the immortal bell out of a certain rhythm in his heart, which greatly increased the power of the hundred bell shadows, not only breaking the Sect Elder's immortal technique, but also injuring the Sect Elder.

That rhythm was the one that the huge figure in the space of the Immortal Building was emitting by controlling the Immortal Bell.

In that mysterious ringtone, the Changsheng Building was also rebuilt.

"That Heavenly Dao...... The old man of the Heavenly Dao ...... "Meng Fan gave the huge figure a code name, "That guy's methods are very powerful, I don't know if I can learn a thing or two from it." ”

"I've entered immortality, and it's time for me to have my own immortality. ”

"Lao Fan has already told me in detail about his longevity technique, he will definitely be able to use it, and I can also imitate the immortality technique of the thousand lamps, but the technique of the old man of the Heavenly Dao is difficult to understand and imitate, even if he uses the Lingzhao Law Eye Rubbing, it is still vague and vague......"

Meng Fan muttered to himself, his hand on the edge of the bathtub, shaking from time to time.

In addition to deducing the rhythm of the bell at that time, he was also deducing the huge palm shadow of the old man of the Heavenly Dao who forced away the stream...... Time passed slowly, and Meng Fan's snort became soothing unconsciously, and he actually fell asleep.

It was like he was in a dream.

In the dream, the rhythm of the bell and the huge palm shadow were extremely clear, and over and over again, they were constantly demonstrated in front of him, and a light suddenly emanated from his chest.

The three immortal talismans are all bright.

The Dream Path is also working on its own.

Just when he had a hint of realization, the picture of the dream suddenly changed!

An eerie hall of skeletons emerged, with a shiny Meng character engraved on the skull's forehead......

(End of chapter)