Chapter 218: Heavenly Surprise
At this time, the setting sun had already set, due to the time of year, the sky darkened early.
Realizing that the Qian Kun Pendant had disappeared, large patches of sweat seeped out from Meng Fan's forehead.
The Qiankun pendant was filled with many important things, the peach wood sword, the three clear bells, the Tang knife, the body refining furnace, the Ghost Fiend's heart,…… and many paper figures prepared before coming to Tiger Yang Guan to go undercover, as well as the daily necessities,…… not to mention those refining elixirs and the Big Dipper God Destroying Taoist Scripture's book of mind! Scripture's heart book!
"What went wrong?"
Meng Fan's mind raced, tapping his fingers hard against his brain, and after thinking about it, he could only think of the fact that Stranger Li had touched his chest when checking to see if he had cheated.
Could it be that Stranger Li had taken it away?
But then he felt that it wasn't possible.
Stranger Li was just an ordinary person, trying to take something away from him would be a very difficult thing, but besides Stranger Li, there was no one else who had touched his body.
For a while, Meng Fan couldn't find a clue, his emotions became bitter, his neck was empty, the Qiankun Pendant disappeared without a trace, if the Qiankun Pendant was still there when he waved his hand, he could take out the mahogany sword, at that time, he also used the mahogany sword to show his father a juggling act to come, but now ……
In the bitterness, his subconscious waved his hand, dismayed and said, "Peachwood sword ……"
"Whoosh!"
His hand then more a peach wood sword.
"Hey …… are hallucinating ……" Meng Fan blinked his eyes and stared at the mahogany sword in his hand, and suddenly his body shook dramatically and he lost his voice, "It's is not an illusion!"
"The Qiankun Pendant hasn't disappeared, it definitely hasn't disappeared!"
Meng Fan once again moved his mind and put the mahogany sword away again, followed by the Tang knife, the Three Clear Bells, and the paper man …… In addition to the Corpse Refining Furnace, all the other small objects were taken out and tried, and there was no problem at all!
The Qiankun pendant is gone, but it can still continue to be used!
Things happened rather strangely, Meng Fan hurriedly took off his shirt and looked down towards his chest, his complexion became strange, only to see that the marks of the Ghost Beheading had also changed!
In the beginning, the Ghost Beheading Mark was a half-moon shaped scar, but now, the Ghost Beheading Mark had become very small, probably only as big as a fingernail cap, and it wasn't a scar, but rather a faint curved-moon mark, which was very delicate and looked like a tattoo that had been carefully sculpted!
"That finger in the illusion realm …… "Meng Fan's heart set off shocking waves, "It's the fusion of the Qiankun Pendant and the Ghost Chopping Mark!"
Thinking of the scene that happened in the Ghost Cloud Illusion Realm, the Ghost General who rode the Ghost Horse, chopped and destroyed the Qiankun Pendant, stopping the paper people from continuing to gush out, while that illusory self, rushed at him with a bizarre finger and a weird smile ……
"Got it!" Meng Fan slammed his palm with his fist, "The future me must have considered the problem that the Qian Kun Pendant would be lost, and in the Ghost Cloud Illusionary Realm, through a magical means, solved this problem!"
"The solution was to fuse the Qian Kun Pendant with the Trace of Ghost Chopper!"
"In that case, this is a heavenly good thing!"
Meng Fan was ecstatic that it was actually a false alarm just now!
Now, it seems that the ghost cloud should have also been the work of his future self, knowing that he would go to the martial arts arena to challenge him, and knowing that Zhu Hong would summon the departed souls underneath the martial arts arena ……
Until the ghost cloud appeared, the ghost eyes opened and sucked him into the illusionary realm, giving him a glimpse of that thrilling battlefield fight, and finally fusing the Qiankun Pendant and the Trace of Ghost Decapitation ……
"The future me is simply too awesome!"
A self-satisfied smile blossomed on Meng Fan's face, and he grinned a happy giggle.
"It seems like the future me has a very powerful Dao… Is that illusion a formation, or is it the art of …… Dream Dao?"
Meng Fan Woods pondered, feeling that the possibility of it being the Art of the Dream Dao was greater, after all, building a formation on the Tiger Yang Guan's performance dance floor and not being discovered was a very difficult thing to do.
"I must cultivate the Art of Dream Dao to great success!"
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Meng Fan sat cross-legged on the bed and began his cultivation.
The Qiankun Pendant and the Ghost Fiend's Heart were fused, and from then on, he no longer had to worry about the Qiankun Pendant being lost or snatched away, and as for the tragic war that had occurred in the illusionary realm, he buried it deep in his heart.
If there was really such a great war in the future, it was all the more reason for him to personally cultivate!
The time for cultivation passed extremely quickly, and the night passed quickly.
When the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone into the room, Meng Fan stretched a lazy waist with a smile on his face, washed up and planned to go to the scripture hall to take a trip, this challenge match his harvest is not small, two thousand tiger yang talismans easily came to his hand, felt that that Zhu Hong is really a wealth delivery boy wow, knew that urgent people are anxious, this time for the second evil to find the heart of the matter is sort of a landing!
"Second Evil na, you kid is not also waiting anxiously?"
Thinking back to the first time he divinely traveled, seeing Liu Erxie working out on the fitness equipment in the neighborhood, and muttering about preparing for cultivation, Meng Fan couldn't help but snicker.
Pushing open the door to his room, Meng Fan's footsteps paused before he could walk outside.
Discovering that there were a few disciples standing outside the door, gesturing at his doorway, their faces full of bad jokes.
Seeing Meng Fan come out, those few disciples hastily inclined their heads again and walked off into the distance, pretending as if nothing had happened.
Meng Fan closed the door and glanced at the fierce bull and the poop-eating pig on the door of the room, shaking his head and smiling, "This Zhu Hong's painting skills are really good, if he doesn't become a Taoist priest, he might even be an artist."
Muttering to himself, Meng Fan then walked out of the compound, those disciples saw Meng Fan leaving, and then surrounded the door of Meng Fan's room, the laughter rang out very recklessly ……
Meng Fan heard it outside and laughed bitterly, thinking that Zhu Hong had lost face on the ground now. With this painting, I'm afraid that Zhu Hong will have to think twice about pretending to be a pussy again. Otherwise, it would be easy for someone to take this painting and tear it down.
In the inner disciple's premises, Zhu Hong had already sobered up, he was lying on the bed, covered with the quilt, biting his lips with force, looking as if he was aggrieved by a group of burly men who had spoiled him.
"I …… what have I done!"
Zhu Hong cried out miserably!
It doesn't matter if he lost the challenge, but he drew that painting, how can he meet people in the future, how can he stand beside Mori in style?
What's more, he still owed the elders five thousand tiger yang symbols, five thousand tiger yang symbols is not a small amount ah, now he doesn't even have a hundred tiger yang symbols, what can he take to pay back ah!
"No, I have to go to the Merit Building to take a mission, take a long term mission, and leave Tiger Yang Guan for a while!"
Make up his mind, Zhu Hong hurriedly got up, packed up his parcel, because his hair was burned out, and brought a bucket hat, lowered his head, and hurriedly walked towards the Merit Building, and couldn't think of running into Meng Fan halfway through ……