Chapter 320: The Mysterious Ninth Floor
The statue of the White Tiger God was shrouded in darkness, and in front of the statue, a white rat was quietly kneeling down to a person, a scene that looked bizarre.
Meng Fan's face wore a touch of amazement as he gazed at the white rat in front of him, and it was at this time that a trace of cultivation fluctuation unexpectedly emanated from the white rat's body, and although it was very faint, Meng Fan still detected it.
Immediately afterward, a wisp of black gas was dense on the body of the white rat, flowing endlessly, and the body of the white rat began to tremble, its claws gripping the ground tightly, looking very painful.
"You're actually cultivating? And have been poisoned by Spirit Poison?"
Meng Fan was incomparably shocked, reaching out and gently grabbing the white rat, using his True Qi to check its body, he found that the white rat's meridians were filled with Spirit Poison, and these Spirit Poison were constantly devouring the white rat's vitality, and it wouldn't be long before it died.
Meng Fan's brow furrowed as he suddenly understood something and murmured, ''With your spiritual intelligence, you shouldn't be stupid enough to get caught in a mousetrap… Are you purposely seeking death because you can't endure the pain of the Spirit Poison? Thinking that continuing to live like this will drag down your wife and child?"
"Squeak!"
That white rat looked back at the Scripture Building and nodded in Meng Fan's palm.
Meng Fan sighed bitterly, "It's really hard for you."
Then Meng Fan asked, "How did you cultivate, and how did you get hit with such a deep Spirit Poison?"
The white rat sniffed and gestured in Meng Fan's palm as if it was fighting, and Meng Fan couldn't understand, so he stopped pursuing this matter.
"Next, I'll try to help you force out the spirit poison, don't resist."
The good guy did it in the end, Meng Fan wrapped the white rat with his true qi, forced his true qi into the white rat's meridians, and began to carefully expel the spirit poison within the white rat's meridians, after a long time, the white rat's body trembled and spewed out a mouthful of black blood, and a moment later, squeaked, and the screams sounded joyful.
Meng Fan let out a sigh of relief when he saw this, "The matter of the Spirit Poison is no longer a concern, you go back and recuperate for a few days, and you should be fully recovered, although I don't know how you cultivate, it's best if you don't fight with other people all the time, and if you get hit by the Spirit Poison again, you might not have as much luck as you do now."
"Squeak!"
That white rat rushed at Meng Fan and bowed again, then jumped down from Meng Fan's palm, his movements were no longer as slow as before, and like a white ray of light, he rushed up the scripture building and disappeared.
"Everything in this world has spirituality, this world is truly magical."
Meng Fan sighed for a while and looked around, it was silent and deserted, so he energized the paper rat and maneuvered it, climbing towards the scripture building.
This time he took the same route as last time, first to the white rat's home, the white rat saw the paper rat, knew that Meng Fan came, and happily barked twice, and then took Meng Fan to the scripture building inside the run, all the way smooth, into the scripture hall, Meng Fan side ear quietly listen to the scripture hall, found that no one really, they went straight to the eighth floor, began to flip through the scriptures.
That white rat really has extraordinary intelligence, see the incarnation of the paper rat Meng Fan is reading a book, they went to the stairway, round eyes, ears up, downstairs to watch, help Meng Fan stand guard.
Seeing this, Meng Fan smiled and read without any distractions.
The scripture hall with no one in it was quiet and quiet, only the slight rattling sound of turning books could be heard, Meng Fan enjoyed the thrill of stealing books, time passed slowly, after a short while, the true qi in the paper rat's body was depleted, his body lolled and didn't move.
"Squeak."
With the experience of the last time, that white rat did not panic when it saw the paper rat collapse, and pulled the paper rat back, and in a few moments, it sent the paper rat to Meng Fan's physical body.
"Good job!"
Meng Fan in his true body state thanked the white rat, re-exerted the Sentinel and Psychic Arts on the paper rat, and once again maneuvered the paper rat into the Warp Building, while the white rat just kept running back and forth to help out, Meng Fan had two paper rats at this time, but could only psychicize with one at a time, and after two times of going back and forth, Meng Fan wouldn't wait for the white rat to send back the paper rat with no true qi, and would simply release the other paper rat, saving quite a bit of time.
The white rat's children lay on their backs in the nest, watching the paper rats run around, their little eyes gurgling and turning.
With the help of the white rats, after a day, Meng Fan finally finished reading all the books on the eighth floor, if he absorbed and digested all the scriptures and blended them together, Meng Fan felt that his strength and insights would rise to a new level.
"It's just a pity that Tiger Yang Guan is still too small and has insufficient heritage, it would be awesome if I peeked at all those Spirit Mountain Great Guan's book collections."
Meng Fan wasn't complacent because of this, the more he knew, instead, the more he felt that the more unknown things there were, the more fearful he felt of this world.
"Still haven't found the Corpse Puppet Mysteries, the ninth floor, only the ninth floor is left unseen, what exactly is inside the ninth floor?"
Meng Fan's gaze was like a torch, once again releasing the paper mice, he traveled to the ninth floor, there was a rotating staircase in the middle of the eighth and ninth floors, climbing over the staircase, his sight turned back, Meng Fan froze, only to see that the ninth floor was sealed with a large thick iron door, airtight, and pressurized to be unable to enter.
"Can we get in here?" Meng Fan asked the white rat that had followed him.
"Squeak." The white rat shook its head, also having no way in.
"With such tight precautions, could it be that what's inside is important?"
Meng Fan couldn't help but be curious, currently, he was only interested in the Tiger Yang Guan's Soul-Birth Pill and the Corpse Puppet Mysteries, and subconsciously felt that inside the Ninth Floor, there must be one of these two.
"Must find an opportunity and let the real body in!"
Meng Fan gazed at the iron door once more and left with the white rat.
This was already the third day of the Si-Tao, it was the last day, it was night, Meng Fan and the white rat played around for a while under the white tiger idol, he cupped the white rat in his hand, stroked its fine, smooth fur, and said with a smile, "Little white rat, ah, after tonight, I'm going to be busy with something else, I'm now living in the outer courtyard, there's a cow painted on the door of my room, and a pig, if you're bored, you can go there to play with me, but be sure to be safe, and don't get caught."
"Squeak!" The white rat nodded, then jumped down from Meng Fan's palm, stood up as if it had hesitated for a moment, and then stretched out its little paw to point at the White Tiger idol and ran towards the back of the idol.
"Hmm?" Seeing the white rat with a great deal of meaning, Meng Fan became curious and followed the white rat towards the back of the white tiger, only to see the white rat climb up the white tiger idol, burrow into the underside of the white tiger's tail, and disappear.
Seeing this, Meng Fan's eyes stared in amazement, "Drilled into the chrysanthemums …… Could it be that the white tiger idol is empty inside?"
Under curiosity, Meng Fan released the paper rat, and after energizing it, he also drilled in.
"Squeak!"
Seeing Meng Fan follow him in, the white rat squealed twice in excitement, leading Meng Fan to crawl deeper into the White Tiger Idol, the tiny passageway meandered as if it had gone around in many circles, Meng Fan followed the white rat, the more he walked, the more shocked he was, as he detected a scent, a scent which was very familiar, like that of Ah Fu's body, but much stronger than the scent of Ah Fu's body!