Chapter Thirty-Nine: Blackmailing the Infant Old Demon

Meng Fanlin smiled bitterly and said: "It is worthy of Senior Brother Hanyuan, it is really powerful! Senior Brother was excited for a moment to offend Senior Brother......

Han Yuan unceremoniously interrupted him: "Don't say this nonsense. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info Do you think I'll believe it?"

When Meng Fanlin heard this, he didn't have the slightest surprise or surprise. He nodded, his expression returned to normal, and he no longer had the honest appearance of being deliberately disguised on weekdays, and said frankly: "It's me who is arrogant." I am willing to gamble and lose, and I dare not have the slightest complaint. Fan Lin is willing to give me all the opportunities I got in the mountains, and I only ask my senior brother to spare my life!"

"Serendipity?"

When Han Yuan heard these two words, he was very interested, and his expression unconsciously showed a little smile, and he took two steps closer to Meng Fanlin with some excitement. In fact, it wasn't just him, but I was afraid that anyone in the cultivation realm would have the same expression when they heard the word "chance".

"That's right, chance! Senior Brother is just a country boy, if he doesn't have a chance, how can he use the cultivation of the seventh level of Qi cultivation to fight with Senior Brother for several rounds?" Meng Fanlin also smiled, and said step by step.

However, before he finished his words, he felt a sudden pain in his right arm, and the spiritual power that had been accumulated was like a giant whale rolling up in water, and the strength was discharged, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang".

At this moment, Meng Fanlin's face really changed.

Han Yuan slowly approached him, with an excited smile on his face that was half a minute ago, and an indescribable silence in his eyes. After being trapped by the vine technique, he had done it with Liu Yuan himself, so how could he not guard against this move. The blood root of the Soul Locking Blood Banyan that had been sharpened by him before was now inserted in Meng Fanlin's right hand, desperately absorbing spiritual power like nectar after a long drought. In addition, the blue snake was still coiled around his neck and ready to give him a bite at any time, in this case, no matter how great Meng Fanlin was, he didn't want to turn the sky upside down.

Han Yuan's mood was actually not as indifferent as it seemed on the surface. The battle just now was really not easy, if he was a little lighter than the enemy, he would be the one who was afraid of defeat. This also made him even more confused about Meng Fanlin's identity. Ordinary mountain village teenagers obviously can't have such skills. He gently wiped his Yin Moon Blade and nodded at Meng Fanlin: "Senior Brother Meng, now, you can tell me about your chance." ā€

Meng Fanlin's head tilted slightly, saw his current situation clearly, and immediately sighed: "Blood Blue Glass Snake, Lock Spirit Blood Banyan Root." You have the eleventh layer of Qi cultivation, but you are still cautious so far, the old man will not lose unjustly!"

"Old man?" Han Yuan keenly grasped the self-title.

"Yes, it's naturally the old man!" Seeing that the form was irreversible, Meng Fanlin didn't bother to do any more pretending to cover up: "The old man is the elder demon lord of the Dan Hall, known as the Hellfire! After practicing for 400 years, could it be that you still can't be called an old man in front of your juniors? If it weren't for the old man going out, he was attacked by the damn old ghost of Zhengyangmen, and was forced to take away this kid with Yuan Ying, how could he fall to such a point! Even if there is another year and a half, don't say that you are just a junior who practices qi, and you are taught by those fools in the outer gate, what is it? It's a pity that the old man is still too anxious, you have seen me cultivating twice, only when you have a guess, so you preemptively attack, make a mistake, make a mistake!"

Elder Dantang, Yuanying Demon Monarch!Rao is Han Yuan had already been mentally prepared, and he was also shocked by Meng Fanlin's true identity. Above the golden pill, Fang is the Yuan Baby. Every Yuan Infant is a powerful party, with his own exclusive honorific title, which can be called the Demon Lord. Even in a powerful sect like the Xuanyou Sect, the Yuan Infant Stage is also the respect of the elders, and he can have his own independent small peak, accept relatives and disciples, and his status is extremely noble. A genius like Peng Zilang worships under a Yuanying elder, and his status is very different from that of ordinary disciples.

This turned out to be an old monster in the infancy stage of the Yuan Dynasty who had rebuilt it, and his hundreds of years of experience were not idle, so it was no wonder that he was inferior with his own combat skills. But if Meng Fanlin cultivates to be one or two layers higher, it is difficult to say who will kill the deer tonight. This is also the reason why Meng Fanlin dared to sneak attack himself with the cultivation of the seventh layer of Qi cultivation, if he changed to other outer disciples, he was afraid that he would really hate him on the spot. It's just that by mistake, I actually caught a primordial ancestor, how should this be?

Han Yuan looked at Meng Fanlin, who was tied up by himself, and thought about the solution in his heart. Directly killed the Houshan Bamboo Forest in the middle of the night, presumably no one would care about a Meng Fanlin, but it was a bit of a waste to treat a strong man who was once a Yuan Infant like this.

Don't kill? In the previous case that the two of them had no grievances and no hatred, just because they saw Meng Fanlin's cultivation twice, they attracted murder and killing, not to mention that now they have formed such a big feud? The methods of the old monster in the infancy stage are not something he can imagine, once he lets it go, it will inevitably lead to endless troubles. Han Yuan would never do such a thing as letting the tiger return to the mountain.

Meng Fanlin is an old and refined character, how can he not see Han Yuan's thoughts. He rolled his eyes slightly, and laughed: "What, what are you trying to do with the old man? If you kill me now, then you can still be considered a character, and I will not be wronged." It's just that if you think that you can get some treasure from me, it will disappoint you, I am only in the beginning of the Qi cultivation period now, and I really have no long things. ā€

When Han Yuan heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and immediately said, "Then there is no way." You are the Yuanying Elder who has been reborn, and it is too late for the disciple to admire, how dare you offend? It just so happens that Peng Zilang, the most outstanding among the new disciples this time, has some friendship with me, and he is worshipping a Yuanying Elder as a personal disciple, so I will call him over and ask you to go back. Presumably, the elders of the sect will be overjoyed when they learn about it, and maybe I can get a few more rewards. ā€

When Meng Fanlin heard this, he scolded angrily: "You are afraid that you will not be able to threaten you when you are an old man! The old man has been cultivating the Demon Dao for 400 years, and he has long put life and death out of the way!"

Han Yuan sneered, and there was still a respectful look on his face: "Threat, you used to be an elder, so naturally you can't be a small new disciple in this outer gate." The disciple had no intention of offending you before, but now he wants to make up for his mistakes, and I hope you will not hold a grudge against me in the future! As for life and death, a dignified and powerful person is naturally not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, so in order to save his life, he will keep his voice down and go incognito?"

In this paragraph, every sentence is mocking Meng Fanlin, especially the four words incognito at the end, which simply hangs his face and beats him. Meng Fanlin was so angry that he glared at Han Yuan, and wanted to ridicule him several times, but finally gritted his teeth and confessed.

There is no way, Han Yuan's words really caught Meng Fanlin's death hole. If Han Yuan kills him, he will not be afraid. After all, he was a former Yuanying powerhouse, how could he not have some means to save his life. If Han Yuan opened his mouth and asked for the treasure exercise, he also had a way to solve this hairy boy. But if Han Yuan wants to send him to other Yuanying Elders, it will be impossible to escape, and life is better than death!

Cultivating to the Yuan Infant Stage, how could there be few enemies of life and death in the door. He originally called himself Hellfire, but when he heard it, he was a manic and arrogant character, and he offended a lot of people. What's more, with his current state, I'm afraid that he doesn't mind coming to step on it and share his former collection. I really hope that there are many fellow lovers and friendship in the Demon Gate, that's. is also in the infancy stage, and they also know each other's methods, if they really fall into the hands of their old opponents, I am afraid that any soul refining and lighting the sky lantern can be regarded as their kindness.

Of course, the meaning of Han Yuan's words, Meng Fanlin is also very clear. Either he was sent to some elders in the sect - or he must have an elder who had a grudge against him in exchange for a reward, or he took the initiative to take out what he wanted, and of course he had to make a guarantee that he would never seek revenge.

However, at this moment, do you still have a choice?

Meng Fanlin gritted his teeth hatefully, and finally confessed helplessly: "Boy, you won! Say, what do you want?" Divine Soldier Pill, Martial Arts, or the best Double Cultivation Furnace Ding?" When he said this, he suddenly smiled ambiguously: "At your age, I'm afraid you haven't tried the method of Huanqing Peak, right? Among the new mortal disciples of the outer gate this time, there happens to be a girl with Shui Linggen, named Jiang Tingting, who is a good seedling raised by me." Why don't I send you to be a maid?"

Jiang Tingting's name, Han Yuan is really not unfamiliar. Aside from Peng Zilang, she is the best qualified in the outer door this time, if it weren't for her mortal background, she still needs to learn some basic common sense in the cultivation realm in the outer door, but I am afraid that she would have been admitted to the inner door like Peng Zilang. In addition, she has a beautiful appearance and a gentle personality, although she has just started, there are many outer disciples who pursue her. Unexpectedly, it was the furnace that Meng Fanlin had cultivated early, which really made people feel the depth of the hiding of this old monster.

If it were an ordinary outer disciple, he would be able to have such a beautiful fortune, and he would just be so excited that he would jump up at this moment. Han Yuan had no interest in this, and refused: "No." Keep it for yourself. ā€

Meng Fanlin choked for a moment, but he didn't give up, and continued to sell hard: "Then do you want to practice the Fa? Also, you haven't built a foundation, and it's okay to change the cultivation of the Fa." Although the old man can't teach you the core exercises of the sect, I just have a set of "Refining the Soul and the Soul Classics", refining evil ghosts and creatures to lead yin and evil for my own use, and in the future, I can cultivate up to the Yuan Infant Stage, which is extraordinary and the most suitable for you. ā€

Meng Fanlin threw out this sentence, full of confidence. In the cultivation realm, all the classic exercises are extremely precious, and any force that obtains advanced exercises must be carefully treasured, and they will never be easily revealed. I don't know how many monks are born and die, just for a good practice. In his opinion, as soon as this "Soul Refining Scripture" came out, Han Yuan would inevitably be moved, and that was the time for him to pick up the shelf and take Han Yuan.

To his surprise, Han Yuan still shook his head: "No, I don't want to." ā€

Meng Fanlin was almost dumbfounded! He looked at Han Yuan with a foolish gaze and asked, "Then what do you want?" The old man's collection is now in the inner library of Zhengyangmen, and you just sent me to those old ghosts, and I still can't take it out. If I still have those things in my hand, I still need to swallow my anger and pretend to be stupid at this outer gate?"

Han Yuan smiled slightly, and spit out four words: "I want, martial arts!"