"Immortal manifestation!"

"Immortal manifestation!"

Thunderclouds are menacing and castration is faster.

With so many pairs of eyes watching, there is no room for the slightest possibility of fraud, and some spectators who have done bad things, looking back, are so shocked that their arms are weak and weak, and they sit down on the ground.

There are gods in the head.

In the past, these words were all joked and heard, but now I see the scene of the five thunders with my own eyes, for fear of being liquidated in the future, and thinking about how to make up for and eliminate karma.

At the same time, more citizens thought of praying for blessings and longevity, and knelt on the ground one after another.

But Meng Fan had never liked these false courtesies, and with a wave of his hand, Xunfeng lifted everyone up with a gentle but irresistible force.

The law is not passed on lightly.

He is also seeking the immortal path, and he has no intention of accepting disciples, and he has no energy to purify sentient beings.

"You must know that holding on to righteousness is far better than being vain, just like the feng shui tomb."

"No matter how good the feng shui treasure is, it must have a home of virtue to be worthy of it; The home of the evil villain, no matter how good the feng shui treasure is, there will be a day when it will be lost. ”

When the words fell, Meng Fan took pictures in the air, rolled up the altar and ran, making people unable to find their whereabouts.

In fact, just after appearing in front of people, leaving a few words that guide people to be kind and disappearing, it is really exciting!

The key is also a sense of achievement.

Chen Jiaju, Ah Hao, and Huang Huotu, who was busy for a day and a night, looked at each other.

Of course, they knew where Meng Fan had gone, and it was in a side hall behind the temple that was not open to the public, and those things needed to hold ceremonies and ceremonies were usually displayed here.

"This is the real immortal." Huang Huotu sighed with emotion: "With a reference, killing people to become immortals is really the inferior of the inferior, like falling demons." ”

"Don't worry about this, let's practice good and accumulate virtue in a down-to-earth manner, I heard that with merit, there can be a lot of benefits after death."

Chen Jiaju can see it, and his positioning is also very clear, after all, how can Xianyuan be so easy to bump into?

Jin McKee, the second eldest in the headquarters, followed the boss early in the morning, saying that it is not an exaggeration to say that he was born and died, and finally got blue eyes and worshiped under the famous teacher.

Dasha Brother...... It is said that the roots and bones are good, and the ghosts and gods will be jealous when they see them.

As for Ah Yun, he was born on the day of the Ten Spirits and was destined to cultivate the Tao and be taken into the path of immortals.

Destiny and fate......

All kinds of things that can't be forced.

On the contrary, it was Ah Hao, who showed a thoughtful look after watching the ceremony.

At this moment, there were more unfamiliar memories in his mind, hazy, and it took a long time to be patient and ponder.

"Silence, silence."

"In front is the temple of Grandpa Zhou Cang, if you want to incense, come one by one."

Ah Qingshi didn't have so many ideas, he had served the gods for most of his life, and when he saw that the temple was about to be filled with incense, he was very happy in his heart, and he entertained warm and excited pilgrims with the temple woman.

"Where's the knife in my grandfather's hand?"

"That's right."

One after another, Ah Qingshi touched his beard and said reservedly: "Last night, the god will appear and give the Qinglong Yanyue Knife to the little Taoist master just now, and go to subdue the demons." ”

Hearing this, the people in the hall became more and more fanatical.

Headache heals, foot pain heals.

In the same way, the more believers will be successful in a temple, and if they do not respond to their requests, they will reflect on their own bodies.

"Can you please go home and worship these flagpoles?"

"Don't think about it, it is estimated that the Taoist master is in a hurry, put it here for the time being, if you dare to move, be careful of the five thunders."

The outside world is getting more and more noisy.

The rear side hall was silent.

Taking advantage of the divergence of everyone's attention, Chen Jiaju and others sneaked here.

"Is it a robbery?"

Meng Fan, who had become the focus of the topic, frowned and stared in front of him at this moment, and there was a puddle of black powder on the table.

Five Lei plus body, it is absolutely impossible to have any evil qi remaining, and it is generally evaporated on the spot, but there is powder left at the moment.

Exploring with the eye of the law, it doesn't look unusual, it's the same as the dirt on the street, but if you look closely, you feel a kind of strange fluctuation.

Enter Baoshan and return empty?

To be honest, Meng Fan was unwilling to do so.

However, he had just asked for a benefit from Brother Zhoucang, so he was embarrassed to ask, so he simply put it away first and explored it later.

"Boss, what's next? Oh, I almost forgot to mention that the little girl named Duo Duo was picked up by her adoptive father. ”

"That's right, the welfare institute promises to follow up regularly, and I will come over from time to time when I have time."

After speaking, three lines of sight fell on Meng Fan.

"Let's see if there has been an outbreak of life since last night, and whether the unfilial person has been killed."

"Then activate the connections of the police force, and think carefully about who can provide relevant clues."

Wait for the rabbit.

This is Meng Fan's countermeasure, because he doesn't know the direction of the plot, and he thinks it's good to guard the yellow fire soil.

However, how can you not have the halo of the protagonist when you bump into the face of the actor? Since he is not willing to be idle, then give full play to his subjective initiative, and there is a high probability that he will find something.

"Okay."

Huang Huotu nodded earnestly.

A series of accidents have made him still refreshed after a sleepless night, and he can return to high-intensity work with a cup of coffee.

"You two don't guard me, follow to investigate the clues, just call if you have something."

According to speculation, when the mastermind behind the scenes killed the person who matched his life, he was sent to the five prisons in turn, and then it was the turn of Huang Huotu, a destined person, to take action and help complete the military solution.

But it's hard to jump to conclusions.

In order to prevent the loess from being taken away in advance, Meng Fan sent two capable generals to follow......

"Well, the three of you take the golden talisman away, and I'll set up the portable magic circle."

Between immortals, the gap is like mud.

After all, he didn't figure out the man's path, and Meng Fan simply gave some blood for the sake of prudence:

The golden talisman and the magic circle detect mutations.

If the three-person team encounters an accident, they will be alerted as soon as possible and rush over as fast as possible.

"Roger."

No one present liked to rub in, listened to the arrangement, took away the things, and turned around and flashed.

Not much.

Only Meng Fan was left in the spacious side hall.

The reason why he didn't leave the National Sage Renhe Palace was because he still owed the idol a Blue Dragon Glaive Knife.

The way of refining weapons is very mysterious, not much worse than Dan Dao and Lei Fa, when he was in the Ancestral Courtyard Scripture Pavilion, Meng Fan had read the relevant secret books, and occasionally tried a few times, and it is currently a beginner's path.

Because of this, it is not difficult to refine a magic weapon, but you want to be of high quality......

The right time and place are definitely indispensable.

The material determines the lower and upper limits.

"Don't embarrass you, kid, find a piece of pig iron and calcine it with Samadhi real fire, and beat it to the extreme yourself."

"The finished product weighs eighty-two pounds."

The True Spirit is still there?

Meng Fan knew in his heart, I am afraid that the movement from the opening of the altar is too big, and it is not unusual for him to be shocked as the main god of the dojo.

"By the way, the remnants of that puddle of powder are useless to a true person like you, and the guys who cultivate ghosts and immortals in the underworld will find it rare."

The sound stopped abruptly.

At this point, Meng Fan, who had no doubts, decided to start work.