Chapter 797: That Tomb Is Destined to Lie In

"Can you go or don't go. ”

Meng Fan sat next to his body and grabbed his hand tightly.

This time it seemed simple to subdue the Xuanwu Spirit, but in fact it was extremely dangerous, and until now Meng Fan was still afraid for a while.

He learned from the ancestor of the Yuan family that the Xuanwu Qi Transformation Spirit, and his cultivation was shocking, so he had been thinking of countermeasures, which could be said to have racked his brains, but in the face of absolute strength, those countermeasures were almost ineffective.

It wasn't until he saw Shanzi enter reincarnation in the reincarnation pool that he thought of using the illusion to kill the spirit of Xuanwu!

He did not hesitate to blow up all the paper figures, setting off a monstrous momentum, creating an opportunity to set up an illusion, but fortunately, the spirit of Xuanwu cultivated itself to a high level, and was extremely light on the enemy, and the surrounding environment was shrouded in thick fog...... Only then did the illusion setting succeed!

Moreover, letting the Xuanwu Spirit enter the illusion realm is only the beginning of the plan, he also wants to lure the Xuanwu Spirit to have the idea of occupying his physical body, from the shot to entering the reincarnation pool, he has been showing the goodness of the physical body, and at the beginning, he burst out with the strength of heaven and earth, and even pretended to inadvertently stimulate Qi Lin'er's special bloodline...... In the end, the spirit of Xuanwu gave up condensing his body on his own, and took away his body, successfully allowing the spirit of Xuanwu to enter a period of weakness after taking away!

This is not over, the spirit of Xuanwu has survived for too long, people are old and fine, and there are no secret means that make him unable to obtain the spirit of Xuanwu, so when he was reincarnated in the body, he painstakingly showed the illusion that the soul of the body has been destroyed, so that the spirit of Xuanwu relaxed his vigilance, and after the spirit of Xuanwu entered the period of weakness after the seizure, the soul hidden in the body finally came in handy, and restrained the spirit of Xuanwu, so that the spirit of Xuanwu could not cast any spells, and could only be slaughtered by him!

All kinds of factors come together, there are coincidences, luck, and strength...... It was Meng Fan's determination and courage that made him effortlessly subdue the Xuanwu Spirit and successfully obtain the Xuanwu Qi.

If there is a problem in one of the links, Meng Fan will not only not be able to get the dragon qi, but will also fall into a situation from which he will never recover!

If you don't say it's fake, he's scared to death!

The whole process is tantamount to a big gamble with life!

Moreover, his losses are also very large, all the paper figures were blown up, and he was also eaten by the spell, and what distressed him the most was the body lying next to him at this time!

This one, who only exists in the illusion, is about to die because he tried his best to restrain the spirit of Xuanwu, and his soul was damaged!

There is also life and death in the illusion, and if it is destroyed, it can no longer be condensed, this is the rule of the illusion, when the real person was buried in Ziyang, there were also many people who died in it.

"I know what you think. Meng Fan held his fleshly hand tightly, "Actually, I don't think the same as you." ”

"It won't last long, and you should send me on my way. In the illusion, he smiled weakly, "The grave of the creek is lonely, it's time to have someone to accompany you." ”

"Okay. Meng Fan nodded, and with a wave of his hand, the world in front of them changed, and the two came to the haunting Pig's Trotter Mountain, on a gentle hillside, the blue sky was like a wash, the grass was green, and the grave of the creek was beside the two, and when they looked down from the hillside, they could see Mengjiazhuang.

"The energy to maintain the illusion is not enough, otherwise the villagers and peace of mind will come to give you a send. Meng Fan smiled bitterly, his life in the illusion had finally come to an end, he took a deep breath and said, "Maybe you can hold on for two more days, the Qi of the Four Spirits is in hand, Xiaoxi is awake in front of you, and you can also see the real her." ”

"No need. In the illusion, he smiled and shook his head, "That's your life, my life ends here, I'm still the fool Meng Fan, the Meng Fan who crossed thousands of mountains and rivers to see her at the creek school, and the Meng Fan who married her in the village and accompanied her until she died of old age...... Her grave, I was destined to lie in. ”

He blinked, looking at the clear blue sky, as if returning to the past, on the mountain road of Pig's Trotter Mountain, and when the stream came back, she hugged him tightly and said to him: "Don't go again, be your daughter-in-law, take care of you for the rest of your life!"

Thinking of this, his tears couldn't be stopped, and they rolled down his eyes.

Meng Fan reached out to help him wipe it, his fingers were wet with tears, and his eyes were moist.

"I'm happier than you!" he smiled, his eyes staring at Meng Fan, "I have finished this life, the mountains ahead are high and the road is long, your road is still very long, you must take care! I will not accompany you, I have to say goodbye!"

"Okay, goodbye!" Meng Fan turned his head, looked at the grave of the creek, and finally burst into tears, and when he looked at him again, he had closed his eyes with a happy smile on the corner of his mouth.

The mountain wind blows, bringing the fragrance of mountain flowers.

A few clouds floated in the sky, casting faint shadows on the hillside.

Meng Fan took out a shovel from the Qiankun space, seriously dug up the tomb of Xiaoxi, and put him in......

Meng Fan chose a good mountain stone from Pig's Trotter Mountain, and engraved it with a sharp blade: "Meng Fan, Liu Xiaoxi, the tomb of husband and wife." ”

After sitting by the mound for a long time, the illusion kept flickering, and the energy to keep it running was finally running out.

Meng Fan poured a sip of wine into his mouth, touched his lips with his sleeve, his eyes brightened, and he said to the tomb: "You are complete in this life, I can't be worse than you, go!"

The illusion dissipated with his words, the picture changed, Meng Fan returned to the side of the reincarnation pool, and the colorful ball of light in his hand also turned into a little starlight and dissipated, and the past was forever hidden in the memory.

At this time, he was surprised to find that the reincarnation pool had dried up with the death of the Xuanwu Spirit, and only the long fishing rod of the Xuanwu Spirit was lonely on the shore.

"This fishing rod can actually fish people out of reincarnation, it's a good thing, take it!"

Meng Fan waved his hand and put the fishing rod into the Qiankun space, glanced at the surrounding environment, and once again held the Four Elephant Lock Box in his hand, his body kept trembling, and he was so excited that he couldn't do more!

"God, don't play tricks on me!" Meng Fan muttered expectantly, "The Soul Pill is the only hope I can find to save the creek at the moment, if there is no one inside, I will die a painful death!"

Meng Fan took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and violently turned his cultivation, injecting the true qi fused with the breath of the four spirits into the four elephant lock box, the box body vibrated slightly, and a slight sound of the mechanism turning came out, accompanied by the sound of Meng Fan's heartbeat, the box that had plagued him for countless days and nights finally opened at this moment......