Chapter Twenty-Three: Old Friends Who Have Changed Dramatically

Meng Huan continued to collect the plague poison, and wisps of black gas melted into the small flag. With the essence of Xiaoba to make up for it, Meng Huan couldn't worry about exhaustion.

Along the way, Meng Huan's small flags were forbidden more and more, and his mana was gradually filled, and he could even be used for cultivation and polishing his star aperture.

But Meng Huan didn't want to use the essence obtained from this demonic Dao method to cultivate, he had an authentic immortal Dao method, why should he break the Dao foundation because of this method?

Thinking of this, Meng Huan raised his hand to summon the rain clouds and tried to turn this vitality into the rain.

"It's done!"

"Daddy, it's raining!"

"Girl, do you have the strength to speak? Great, thank God! Thank you, God!" The middle-aged man didn't notice it at all, and there was no trace of the plague on his body.

Many similar scenes took place in the streets, and they found that the rain in the sky seemed to dispel the plague in the city, but they had not fully recovered.

Meng Huan couldn't make it rain in a wide area. His rain could have fallen dozens of zhang away, but because he had to turn all the essence obtained from the small banner into the rain, his rain could only fall to a range of more than ten zhang.

Rao was like this, and his mana consumption was also faster than when he used Sword Rain before. The rescued people are thankful, but he didn't take it to heart, he didn't follow the path of Shinto, what is the use of asking for these thanks?

Soon, Meng Huan walked through the city and eliminated the plague, and Xiao Wan had turned into a medium-grade magic weapon forbidden by fifty-six people at this time. It only took a few days to refine a medium-grade magic weapon, no wonder most people knew that the evil way method hurt the foundation, but they still flocked to it.

Meng Huan came to the vicinity of Zheng's Mansion at this time, and he found that the inhabitants of these streets were not affected by the plague, and these streets were crowded with people.

He'd been around it before, but now he wanted to get to the bottom and see what secrets it had.

"The plague has been removed, let's disperse!"

The sound was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears. It was Meng Huan who hid to the side and shouted into the crowd, he really couldn't squeeze in.

"Wang Wu, did you just hear that?"

"Hear me, is that true?"

"Maybe it's an immortal method that dispelled the plague, why don't you go out and try it?"

"I'm not going, I'm going to you... Oops, which immoral person pushed me. ”

"Let me in, I've got an eighty-year-old man and a three-year-old child below, and I can't die here!"

"Don't squeeze, aren't you okay?"

"It's okay? This plague was committed as soon as it went out, and the plague is really gone?"

A large crowd rushed out, and they had been walking between life and death for the past few days, and they couldn't wait to go home. On the contrary, it was the man who said that his family had an old and young man, hiding aside, without the slightest intention of going home.

The street was empty, and Meng Huan walked inside. Around the corner, a man in a golden robe and a jade crown came from the street on the other side. Meng Huan looked fixedly, and this person actually had a trace of the breath of the glorious sun on his body.

Meng Huan was about to speak, but the golden-robed man spoke first.

"Evil Dao Weapon! You're the one who wants to spread the plague. ”

With a move of his hand, a wisp of golden flame appeared in his palm and floated towards Meng Huan under his control.

Meng Huan's pupils shrank, this fire was dangerous! There was a trace of the breath of the sun's true fire. Step out, wanting to dodge this flame, who would have thought that this fire would actually chase Meng Huan, Meng Huan had no choice but to quickly approach the other party and attack his body in order to break this spell.

slashed it with a sword, but the other party took out a soybean-sized thing and attached it to his body, and the whole person turned into a golden-armored warrior.

Bite!

The voice was crisp, but Meng Huan knew that this method could not be used, so he waved his hand to invite wind and rain, and wanted to extinguish the fire with water.

The rain in the sky turned into swords, half stabbing towards the flames, half flying towards the golden-armored warriors.

"Don't play! Don't play! Brother Meng, please stop, this flame took me a year to cultivate, and I can't break it. ”

"Oh? It turned out to be Brother Zheng, who changed his outfit today, and still wants to kill demons?"

His golden clothes at this time are indeed conspicuous, among the Three Realms, the color of purple and gold is the most noble, I don't want this Zheng Jitong to have such ambitions.

Brother Meng said with a smile, I don't have any ambitions, I just think this color is more suitable for me. He smiled, and then asked, "Brother Meng is holding this plague flag in his hand, do you think that those two plague monks have been eliminated by you?"

"Brother Zheng knows those two?"

"Brother Meng has good skills, I wanted to find the root cause of this plague, but who knew that those two were actually Purple Mansion monks, with my slight skills, but it was difficult to surrender, and I didn't want to be killed by Brother Meng. ”

Meng Huan didn't want to talk about this topic, he almost planted there.

"Brother Zheng won't invite me to your house to sit down? ”

"That's not the case, please!"

"By the way, Brother Zheng, you summoned that golden armor just now, but I gave you that 'puppet'?" Meng Huan didn't want to ask him about his cultivation, he wanted to know why the golden armor was somewhat familiar, but his aura was completely different.

"It's that puppet, I dripble blood every day, and I don't want this puppet to turn into gold and match my breath. ”

It seems that this Brother Zheng also has an adventure, and the plague in these streets should be eliminated by him.

The two didn't talk for long, one was not familiar, and the other was that Meng Huan felt that his cultivation was too low, and he wanted to go back to the mountain to practice as soon as possible, anyway, the merit had been done, but there was no limit.

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Five Immortal Valley, they once obtained a Gu worm that contained some causal power, and made a life card unique to the Three Dan Sect, but there were not many Gu worms, and only some disciples with good talent were qualified to use it.

"You said Zhong'er's life card is broken?"

"Yes, Master. ”

"When?"

"Yesterday!"

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Shizun was refining medicine yesterday, and the disciple couldn't bear to disturb Shizun. ”

"Well, tomorrow I'll go out of the valley and see. ”

Although he is not the master of the Five Immortal Valley, he is not far away, how can he not see through the careful thinking of his disciple, but the Five Immortal Valley cultivators are like this, and he will not say much.

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At night, the ghost market opened again, and as soon as the plague was gone, the monks of the three counties began to trade again, and the excitement was gloomy.

In front of a small stall, a monk dressed as Xiao Si was talking to the stall owner, but others couldn't hear it.

"So you're not a human sect?" he fiddled with the puppets on the stall, "Then where did the vajra and the thirty-six transformations on your body come from? ”

The owner of this small stall did not take Danxue Mountain in his eyes, it was just a blessed land of a small county.

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Meng Huan didn't know that he was being remembered, he had just returned to Danxue Mountain at this time.

"You made a merit in two days?"

"Yes, senior brother!"

"Then junior brother, tell me, what merits have you made?" Dan Yuanzi didn't want to ask, but he found that his Qi Hope Technique couldn't see through this person.