He was thinking like this, but saw Meng Siao suddenly speak: "Senior, what do you mean by standing like this all the time? If there is something that needs the service of juniors and others, you might as well say it and listen to it, if the juniors do their best, they will definitely help." ”

Zhuo Bufan's old face suddenly turned red, did he misunderstand?

What about the three-fold momentum?

He remained silent, and the momentum that pressed over increased again.

Meng Siao still looked neither humble nor arrogant, but the expression on his face seemed to be a little doubtful that he was an old neurotic who forgot to take medicine.

Zhuo Bufan's temper also came up, and he was about to continue to improve his momentum, over there, Meng Siao was not a, but except for him, the others, no matter how high or low their cultivation was, could no longer bear it, and a mouthful of blood spit out of their mouths.

Zhuo Bufan realized that he had done too much, his old face finally turned red, he coughed, and slapped the "treasure chest" he was carrying behind him with his left hand, and there was no movement in the box, but a pill bottle suddenly popped out and flew straight towards Meng Siao.

Meng Siao stretched out his hand to take it, his eyes swept away, and an extra line of text suddenly appeared on the illusory screen-

"Life Creation Pill, Spiritual Rank Pill......"

When he saw this, he was stunned for a moment, but he didn't read the introduction at all.

The name of this elixir and its grade alone are enough to explain it!

"The old man is happy to see the hunting, and he has done it for a while, don't be surprised. This is a bottle of Life Creation Pill, if you let them take it separately, not only will the injuries be gone, but their cultivation will also be greatly improved. Zhuo Bufan over there had already spoken.

Meng Siao did not hesitate, and immediately distributed one pill per person, and in the end, there were three left, which were naturally all hidden by him, and he did not want to return them to Zhuo Bufan.

Zhuo Bufan didn't care at all, just a bottle of Life Creation Pill, in his eyes, it was nothing at all.

Everyone swallowed the pill, and the next moment, whether it was the crowd or the thugs, their faces changed, and they hurriedly sat down cross-legged one by one, silently using their respective cultivation skills.

Meng Siao used the "Hope Qi Technique", and at this glance, he saw that the spiritual energy in everyone's body had skyrocketed, not only the meridians had a tendency to widen, but even the dantian seemed to have expanded a lot.

"What a pill!" he couldn't help but praise.

Zhuo Bufan smiled disappreciatively, walked up and arched his hand: "I don't know what Xiaoyou is called?"

"Meng family, Meng Siao. ”

"Oh. Zhuo Bufan nodded, he just wanted to know Meng Wushao's name, as for the family or something, it didn't make sense to him at all, "Xiaoyou is a spirit master?"

Meng Siao glanced at the people who had already settled down and were trying their best to refine and absorb the power of the Life Creation Pill, nodded, and readily admitted: "Yes, those demon beasts that my predecessors rebelled against were all surrendered by me. ”

"Hehe, those six mighty demon bears are old and decayed, so when I saw them being subdued, I couldn't help but make a move, Xiaoyou is not strange. As Zhuo Bufan spoke, he had already walked up.

The camp had already been set up, and this strange old man sat down by a large stove and casually put the untied "treasure chest" on one side.

Meng Siao shrugged, walked to the position opposite him, and sat down as well.

Zhuo Bufan laughed: "Interesting and interesting!"

After a pause, he asked, "Xiaoyou is a secular person, I don't know if you are interested in preaching?"

"Preaching?" Meng Siao was stunned for a moment.

Zhuo Bufan said happily: "Achieve the way of immortals." ”

The way of human immortals is a human fairyland!

Meng Siao was secretly surprised, this strange old man opened his mouth and asked if he was interested in achieving a fairyland, this topic seems to be a bit far and a little big!

Seeing that he didn't answer immediately, Zhuo Bufan didn't ask much, but just patted his "treasure chest" with his hand again. This time, what jumped out of it was a ring.

"This is the 'Origin Ring', so it should be regarded as the old man's previous action to make amends to Xiaoyou. Zhuo Bufan said, throwing the ring over.

Meng Siao caught it, his eyes swept away, and there was suddenly an extra line of text on the illusory screen-

"The Origin Ring, the Spirit Rank Space Spirit Treasure, has a universe inside, and it is self-contained. This ring is a very precious token of the Origin Realm, and the holder of it is equivalent to having the qualification to enter and exit the Origin Realm at will. ”

The Origin Realm?!

Meng Siao's brows furrowed slightly, but he pretended to exclaim subconsciously on his face: "Na Ling Ring?!"

"Hehe, you should think of it as a Na Ling ring. How did Zhuo Bufan know that he had completely seen through this ring, and deduced a trace of clues related to him, he was surprised to see him, and he was not surprised, "If there is fate in the future, you will know the true function of this ring." ”

Isn't it a token of the Origin Realm? and pretending to be mysterious......

Meng Siao complained in his heart, but for this "Origin Realm", he was blind. But what is deliberately certain is that the strange old man in front of him really has a good background, and he is not necessarily a monk in this world.

But he doesn't care, it's a spirit level spirit treasure for nothing, or a spirit ring, this kind of cheap don't be in vain. Immediately, he also took the opportunity to divert the topic and asked: "The seniors said that it was a real product, I don't know what the seniors are doing with these demon beasts?"

"Spiritual Root!" As soon as he talked about his research, Zhuo Bufan, who didn't know how old he was, suddenly showed a fanatical look, "The old man has been studying how to create an artificial spiritual root all these years!"

"Linggen?" Meng Siao spread his hands, indicating that he didn't understand at all.

Zhuo Bufan patiently explained: "The spiritual root actually contains the ethereal existence of a creature's qualifications, understanding, and spiritual intelligence. We human monks are born with spiritual intelligence, and if we have good qualifications and a good understanding, we can cultivate and become a monk. For example, you, you are now a ninth-level Qi Induction Realm, and you can't be said to be a monk strictly speaking. However, when you have cultivated to the realm of refining the gods and have spiritual sense, you will be a monk in the true sense. It's just that from the Qi Induction Realm, to the Body Forging Realm, and then to the God Refining Realm, not everyone can cultivate. ”

"Among them, those who have spiritual roots are easier to cultivate than those who do not have spiritual roots, and the speed of cultivation is also several times faster. Let's put it this way, people with spiritual roots, as long as they embark on the path of cultivation, can at least cultivate to the realm of refining gods, but those who do not have spiritual roots will at most cultivate to the realm of refining gods. ”

"As for demon beasts, the role of the spiritual root is even greater! Let's put it this way, have you ever heard of demon cultivation? If you have heard of it, it is easy to explain -- only demon beasts with spiritual roots have the possibility of becoming demon cultivators! The stronger the spiritual root, the greater the chance of becoming a demon cultivator!"

"And what I want to do now is to create a spiritual root! A spiritual root that can make all demon beasts become demon cultivators! As long as I create a spiritual root, then my name will become a existence that can never be surpassed!"

In the end, Zhuo Bufan's whole person seemed to be flashing.

"......" Meng Siao looked at him stunned, and after a while, he sighed softly, and secretly said in his heart, "Damn, it turns out that he is really an old neurotic who forgot to take medicine...... Spiritual root, can this kind of thing be man-made? It turns out that in this world of monks, there is also this kind of neurotic scientific research madness. It's terrible, send it away quickly, in case of illness, it will be a big loss if the young master's golden body is cut off......"