"What the hell did you kid do......

Wen Hongcai helped Meng Fan expel the unknown black qi in his body while nagging.

At this time, Wen Hongcai didn't look like a person who had an enmity with Meng Fan, but like an old man next door, with a look on his face...... There are some concerns.

"Thank you. Meng Fan thanked him, then closed his eyes.

The reason why his wood attribute true qi could not completely recover from his injuries was because of the unknown black qi in his body, which seemed to be wrapped in a fierce sword intent, once his injuries improved, the sword intent in the black qi was wantonly destroyed in his body, causing his wounds to not heal at all.

Wen Hong appeared at the right time.

What shocked Meng Fan was that Wen Hongcai, who was beyond the immortal realm, actually oozed beads of sweat on his forehead, looking very struggling, and after a long time, Wen Hongcai let out a long sigh of relief and withdrew his palm.

Meng Fan suddenly saw small scars in Wen Hongcai's palm, as if they had been cut out by a small sword.

Wen Hongcai put his hands behind his back, and his mouth moved: "Fang Angelica, if you don't want to say it, the old man won't ask you what trouble you encountered, but what you promised the old man before, don't break your promise!"

At this time, he suspected that the injuries on Meng Fan's body were not caused by others at all, but it was very likely that he was cultivating a domineering technique and ended up reaping the consequences.

And Meng Fan naturally didn't tell Wen Hongcai what was going on in the belly of the mountain, but just gave Wen Hongcai a promise that when the injury was almost healed, he would definitely help Wen Hongcai heal.

Wen Hongcai then turned around and left.

"What an old slippery head!"

When Wen Hongcai walked away, Meng Fan scolded with a wry smile.

Wen Hong didn't force out all the unknown black qi in his body just now, but there was a lot left, and it was not difficult to guess his thoughts, it must be that when Meng Fan helped him cure his illness, he would help Meng Fan solve the remaining black qi in his body, anyway, Fang Xianyun was seriously injured, and the Emperor Immortal Palace had no detached powerhouse to take a shot, and basically no one could help Meng Fan solve the trouble in his body.

Meng Fan supported his body with both hands, sat cross-legged on the bed, and continued to invoke the wood attribute true qi to heal his injuries.

When Wen Hong walked out of the gate of Wutong Garden, he met a person.

Someone he didn't want to see at all.

Ji Sisi.

"Hmph!" his gaze swept over Ji Sisi's beautiful face, and Wen Hongcai took a detour.

"Wen Hongcai. Ji Sisi didn't look at Wen Hongcai, looked straight ahead, and said expressionlessly, "When you see me, an old man, you don't even dare to say hello?"

There was a stream standing beside Ji Sisi.

As soon as they learned that Meng Fan seemed to have been injured, they hurried over from the courtyard on the top of the mountain.

Wen Hongcai stopped and said coldly: "I can't stand the lonely woman!"

Ji Sisi pursed her soft lips, clenched her slender hand tightly under the long sleeves, and said: "Actually, you and I will definitely go to you, there is something I need to give you." ”

Wen Hongcai was stunned: "What is it?"

Ji Sisi took out a letter from his body, raised his hand and threw it to Wen Hongcai, then took Xiaoxi's hand and walked towards Wutong Garden.

Wen Hongcai waved his hand to take the letter, looked at Ji Sisi's back and teased: "Ji Sisi, don't worry, he can't die, I just helped him, he's fine, when did you care so much about me?"

Ji Sisi paused, and then left without saying a word.

After the two girls left, Wen Hong opened the letter, and as soon as he saw the first two words, he almost jumped to scold his mother, and said angrily: "Ji Sisi, you are ruthless enough!"

The letter was a letter of resignation.

After Ji Sisi and Xiaoxi came to Meng Fan's room, no matter how Meng Fan persuaded them, they couldn't persuade the two of them to leave, the two of them got hot water, helped Meng Fan wipe his wounds, and then stayed for a while, making sure that Meng Fan was really fine, and then left on his own.

"Don't tell Fang Xianyun!" Meng Fan instructed as the two of them left.

With Fang Xianyun's temperament, if he knew that he was injured, he would definitely jump to the bottom of the cave regardless of it and fight with that terrifying ghost.

After the two left, Meng Fan recovered from his injuries for a while, but because there was still a part of unknown black qi left in his body, the wound could not be completely healed, and then he rubbed his head, took out a pen and paper, and wrote in a rustling manner.

It's not that he still has the leisure to write and write lyrically, but he has to write down something in his head.

When he was at the bottom of the cave, he had something to gain, and remembered some materials for the Soul Pill, and the injury was not in vain.

After writing down eleven materials, Meng Fan stopped writing.

There were a total of thirty-six materials in the Soul Pill, and he only remembered eleven.

If he wanted to remember it all, he would have to go to the bottom of the cave again, and stay for a while.

And not all of the 36 materials are hard to find.

He had consulted a large number of grass and tree books before, and he had already determined that more than twenty kinds of materials were not difficult to find, otherwise he would not have moved his mind to rob the Nanwu Sect Spirit Grass Secret Realm, thinking that at least half of them were what he wanted.

Putting the paper with eleven materials written on it into the Qiankun space, Meng Fan took out the scroll that Xie Ren accidentally picked up in the belly of the mountain, and copied it in the small reincarnation.

"If the records on it are true and can make people immortal and immortal, then the creation brought to me by this copy is comparable to the Heavenly Gang Annihilation Divine Dao Sutra! The benefits are unimaginable!"

Meng Fan's eyes were bright, and he licked his lips subconsciously.

"And when I go to the bottom of the hole, I also have a lot of hole cards!"

"It's not that you can't even touch the corners of people's clothes, and you will be beaten out!"

"It's easier to get back the two swords of Biluo and Yuxue!"

Meng Fan couldn't help but have a picture in his mind, he stood proudly at the bottom of the cave with great achievements, letting the black shadow attack him, letting thousands of black sword blades pass through his body, and he was immortal and immortal.

In the end, I brushed off my clothes and hid myself with my name.

How fast!

Time passed minute by minute, and Meng Fan relied on the Dream Dao technique to memorize all the small reincarnation copy, and at the same time he also had a better understanding of the copy.

"It turns out that it is not a ...... that can be made unconditionally"

If you want to be immortal and immortal, and practice the body of small reincarnation, in addition to some common cultivation resources, there are also some things that are difficult for ordinary cultivators to obtain, such as the need for a lot of vitality, and soul blood!

Vitality is a thing, and he has the wood attribute meridians, and he is not lacking at all.

But soul blood is stretched.

Soul blood is more precious than essence blood for cultivators, and the quantity is extremely limited, even if it is a strong immortal realm powerhouse with a strong soul, there are only ten drops, corresponding to three souls and seven spirits, three major drops, and seven small drops.

If the essence and blood are all gone, they will not necessarily die.

But if the soul blood is gone, death is assured!

Meng Fan muttered: "This little reincarnation copy is not a serious thing, it needs to take people's soul blood, who is it?"

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