In Jinling City, in a restaurant called Zuixianlou, Meng Fan listened to the conversation of the surrounding high-rollers while drinking. After the tea effort, he realized that he had come to the world of Yitian, and the time was the fifth year after Zhang Sanfeng's 100th birthday.

When Meng Fan woke up, he was not in Huashan, but in this Jinling City, as soon as he woke up,

I found that I was much younger again, I was already a middle-aged man in my thirties, but now I had become a teenager of fifteen or sixteen.

In addition, there are very few true qi in the dantian, and I don't know if it was consumed during the crossing. However, his realm is still there, and he is now a real innate master.

At this moment, Meng Fan only felt that the whole world was much clearer, and the subtleties that he had ignored in the past now had a different understanding.

It's just that when he tried to collect the innate vitality to cultivate, he found that the vitality between heaven and earth was extremely rare, and if he wanted to recover his internal strength with this, it would take at least a month or two.

Fortunately, Meng Fan's dragon elephant is still there, and with the ninth realm of this skill, he is already an invincible existence under the congenital level, so he is not in a hurry to recover his strength.

After learning about his own changes, Meng Fan thought about taking Dongfang out of the space in the Ding, however, the result was greatly beyond his expectations. Not to mention the East, even any ordinary person, he can't bring the other party to the world of Yitian.

This surprised Meng Fan, you must know that the time flow rate of the space inside the Ding is ten times that of the outside world, and judging from Dongfang's lifespan, as long as he stays in the Yitian World for ten years, Dongfang will have to die of old age.

Anxious, Meng Fan desperately took the animals in the space to do experiments, and after studying for half an hour, he finally discovered some changes in the space in the Ding.

First of all, the time flow speed of the space inside the tripod can already be controlled by him, and it can reach 1:20 at the earliest, and synchronize with the outside world at the slowest speed. Second, he can delineate the flow of time in a certain place.

With this ability, Meng Fan brought Dongfang to the peak where he often practiced martial arts, and then set the time flow rate within a radius of 100 miles to synchronize with the outside world. As for other places, as well as the time flow rate of the Jade Emperor Continent, he set it to 20 times that of the outside world.

After solving his worries, Meng Fan began to think about his next trip. He vaguely remembered that Zhang Wuji had obtained "Jiuyang Divine Skill" in the last year or two, and thinking of this, he was ready to go to Kunlun Mountain.

Meng Fan is very interested in this magic skill that is as famous as the "Nine Yin True Scripture", of course, he does not plan to practice this skill, after breaking through the innate nature, he has a new understanding of the self-created "Jade Emperor Fist", and he is confident that after he perfects the "Jade Emperor Fist" again, this martial art will not be lost to the Nine Yin and Nine Yang.

However, the stones of other mountains can attack jade, and there is no harm in taking a look, besides, Meng Fan is also very interested in the mysterious peach, in addition to the medical book and poison scripture on Zhang Wuji's body, as well as the "Great Shift of Qiankun" in the Mingjiao tunnel, these are all rare good things.

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After determining the goal, Meng Fan did not hesitate, and when he left Jinling City, he did not hesitate to go west.

It is now the end of the Yuan Dynasty, uprisings continue to occur in various places, although the war has not yet burned to the south of the Yangtze River, but there are really a lot of displaced beggars in the Jinling territory.

Meng Fan couldn't bear to starve to death these homeless, and he also needed a large number of people, so everywhere he went, he secretly collected homeless people to settle on the Jade Emperor Continent, and when he came to Xiangyang City, he had collected nearly 300,000 people.

Since he came to Xiangyang, he naturally couldn't help but go to the Sword Demon Valley, although the terrain had changed, Meng Fan followed his memory and still found the Sword Demon Valley very easily.

There are no condors in the valley, but there are a lot of Bodhisattva snakes, Meng Fan did not collect them deliberately, only caught some big snakes that were older and threw them in the valley he specially opened up.

In addition, Meng Fan found a Qingfeng sword in the sword mound, the two swords came from two different worlds, but they were exactly the same in terms of shape, weight, and sharpness.

Looking at these two swords, a thought suddenly rose in Meng Fan's heart, if these two swords were smelted into one, maybe he would not need a dragon slaying knife, he would be able to split the Heavenly Sword and obtain the eighteen palms of the Dragon Descending Knife inside.

The more Meng Fan thought about it, the more he felt that this move was very feasible, but now that the Heavenly Sword was still in his hands, he didn't bother to make this trip, so it was better to wait until the six major factions besieged Guangming Peak and then get the sword.

Thinking of this, he pressed his mind and continued to walk in a northwestern direction. The closer they got to the border of the Central Plains, the more displaced people there were, and the Mongol soldiers gradually increased.

On this day, Meng Fan just approached the entrance of a village, he heard a burst of crying and screaming in the village, he frowned, turned his horse into the village, unexpectedly, only dozens of steps forward, he saw a corpse lying on the road in the village, not far away, several Mongolian soldiers with knives and guns were chasing and killing a few men who protected women and children.

From time to time, the screams of women and the rampant laughter of Mongolian soldiers could be heard from the huts on both sides.

Seeing this scene, Meng Fan's eyes suddenly turned red. Since he left the border of Xiangyang, although he often saw groups of Mongolian soldiers captive and plundered, there has never been such a massacre of villages today.

At that moment, only Meng Fan roared, and the Qingfeng sword was instantly unsheathed, and his whole person flew up like a great peng, rushing over like lightning. In the flickering light of the sword, blood spurted, and one by one the heads flew up. In less than a cup of tea, Meng Fan slaughtered all the Mongolian soldiers of the entire squad.

However, Meng Fan didn't know that this killing was just the beginning, and as he continued to move forward, more and more Mongol soldiers began to die under his sword.

Gradually, the evil qi on Meng Fan's body became heavier and heavier, and in the killing after killing, his swordsmanship began to change a little.

On this day, Meng Fan had just eliminated a group of Mongolian soldiers, and then felt two cold winds coming from behind, he was startled, and wanted to dodge but found that it was too late, and as a last resort, he turned around suddenly, abandoned his sword and clenched his fist and blasted out.

In a hurry, Meng Fan only used sixty percent of his strength, however, as soon as his fists were smashed, he encountered two palms, and the fists collided, making a muffled sound.

At that moment, Meng Fan only felt two cold and bone-chilling chills invading his body along the meridians of his arms, he was taken aback, and hurriedly used the spiral nine shadows to withdraw from Zhang Xu, at the same time, after concentrating on it, he found that the person who came was a tall and thin old man, and behind this old man, there was an old man with a similar appearance.

Looking at the appearance of these two people, combined with the previous Yin Han palm power, Meng Fan's heart moved, and he subconsciously opened his mouth and said: "The second elder of Xuan Ming!"

"Yes, yes, the little doll has some knowledge, and she actually knows the old man!" the old man smiled, with a hint of pride in his tone.