By this time, the sunset had already set, and due to the season, the sky had gotten dark early.
When he discovered that the Qiankun Pendant had disappeared, large patches of sweat oozed from Meng Fan's forehead.
There are many important things in the Qiankun Pendant, such as the Peach Wood Sword, the Sanqing Bell, the Tang Dao, the Corpse Refining Furnace, the Heart of Ghost Evil, the many paper figures prepared before coming to Huyang Temple as an undercover agent, and various daily necessities.
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“What went wrong?”
Meng Fan's mind was racing and he tapped his forehead hard with his fingers.
After thinking about it, he only thought that Moli had touched his chest when he was checking whether he had cheated.
Could it be that Moli took it away?
But then I thought it was impossible.
Moli is just an ordinary person.
It is very difficult to take something from him.
But except Moli, no one has touched his body anymore.
For a moment, Meng Fan couldn't find a clue, and his mood became depressed.
There was nothing in his neck, and the Qiankun Pendant disappeared without a trace.
If the Qiankun Pendant was still there, he could take out the peach wood sword with a wave of his hand.
At that time, he still used the peach wood sword.
The sword used to perform tricks for his father, but now In depression, he subconsciously waved his hand and said sadly: "Peachwood Sword" "Whoosh" There was a mahogany sword in his hand.
"Hey, I'm hallucinating."
Meng Fan blinked and stared at the peach wood sword in his hand.
Suddenly, his body shook violently and he lost his voice, "This is not a hallucination."
"The Qiankun Pendant has not disappeared, definitely not disappeared."
Meng Fan thought again and put away the peach wood sword again.
Then he took out the Tang Dao, the Sanqing Bell, the paper figurine, and other small objects except the corpse refining furnace and tried them.
There was no problem at all.
The Qiankun Pendant is gone, but it can still be used What happened was rather strange.
Meng Fan hurriedly took off his shirt, lowered his head and looked at his chest.
His expression became strange, and he saw that the Demon Slayer Mark had also changed.
At first, the Demonic Slasher's Scar was a half-moon scar, but now, the Demonic Slasher's Scar has become very small, about the size of a fingernail, and it's not a scar, but a faint crescent mark.
This mark is very delicate, like a carefully carved tattoo "That finger in the illusion" stirred up a storm in Meng Fan's heart.
"It is the fusion of the Qiankun Pendant and the Ghost Slashing Mark."
Thinking of the scene that happened in Guiyun's fantasy world, the ghost general riding a ghost horse chopped off the Qiankun Pendant with one knife to prevent the paper figures from continuing to pour out, and the illusory self pointed at him weirdly and smiled weirdly.
"I understand."
Meng Fan smashed his palm with his fist, "In the future, I must have considered the problem of the Qiankun Pendant being lost, and solved this problem through a magical method in the ghost cloud fantasy world."
"The solution is to fuse the Qiankun Pendant and the Ghost Slayer Mark" "In that case, this is a great thing."
Meng Fan was overjoyed, it was actually a false alarm just now Now it seems that the ghost cloud must have been caused by my future self.
He knew that he would go to the martial arts arena to challenge, and that Zhu Hong would summon the dead souls below the martial arts arena.
Until Gui Yun appeared, the ghost eyes opened, sucked him into the illusion, and showed him the thrilling battlefield fighting, and finally merged the Qiankun Pendant and the Ghost Slashing Mark.
"My future self will be so awesome" A smug smile broke out on Meng Fan's face, and he grinned happily.
"It seems that I will be very powerful in Taoism in the future.
Is that illusion a form of formation or a dream method?"
Meng Fanwu thought to himself, and felt that it was more likely to be a dream method.
After all, it was not easy to build a formation in the dance hall of Huyang Temple without being discovered.
"I must master the art of Dream Dao" Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Meng Fan sat cross-legged on the bed and started practicing.
The Qiankun Pendant merged with Guisha's Heart.
From now on, he no longer had to worry about the Qiankun Pendant being lost or snatched away.
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As for the tragic war that took place in the illusion, he buried it deeply in his heart.
If there really is such a big war in the future, he should practice it himself The time of cultivation passed very quickly, and the night passed quickly.
When the first ray of sunshine in the morning shone into the room, Meng Fan stretched out with a smile on his face, washed himself, and planned to go to the Sutra Hall.
His gains from this challenge were not small.
I got two thousand Tiger Sun Talismans easily.
I felt that Zhu Hong was really a money-giving boy.
He knew what was needed when people were worried.
Now the matter of finding a solution for Erxie was finally settled.
"Erxie, are you impatient too?"
Meng Fan couldn't help but chuckle when he recalled the first time he wandered around and saw Liu Erxie exercising on the fitness equipment in the community and muttering about preparing for cultivation.
After opening the door, Meng Fan paused before walking outside.
He found several disciples standing outside the door, gesticulating at his door with evil smiles on their faces.
Seeing Meng Fan coming out, the disciples quickly turned their heads and walked away, pretending as if nothing happened.
Meng Fan closed the door, glanced at the ferocious cow and the pig eating daddy on the door, shook his head and smiled: "Zhu Hong's painting skills are really good.
If he doesn't become a Taoist priest, he might still be an artist. ” Talking to himself, Meng Fan walked out of the courtyard.
When the disciples saw Meng Fan leaving, they gathered around Meng Fan's door again and started laughing wantonly.
Meng Fan heard this from outside and laughed bitterly, feeling that Zhu Hong had lost face now.
With this painting around, I'm afraid Zhu Hong will think twice when he tries to show off again.
Otherwise, it would be easy for someone to use this painting as a source of trouble.
In the inner disciple's house, Zhu Hong was already awake.
He was lying on the bed, covered with a quilt, biting his lips hard, looking as if he had been ruined by a group of strong men, and he was very aggrieved.
"What have I done?"
Zhu Hong cried sadly It doesn’t matter if you lose the challenge, but you drew that picture anyway.
How can you see people in the future?
How can you still stand next to Moli coolly?
More importantly, he still owes the elders five thousand Tiger Yang Talisman.
Five thousand Tiger Yang Talisman is not a small amount.
Now he doesn't even have one hundred Tiger Yang Talisman, so what can he pay back?
"No, I have to go to Gongde Building to pick up a mission, a long-term mission, and leave Huyang Temple for a while."
After making up his mind, Zhu Hong hurriedly got out of bed, packed his parcel, and because his hair was gone, he took a bamboo hat with him.
He lowered his head and hurried towards Gongde Building.
Unexpectedly, he met Meng Fan halfway. s: I wish you all a happy reading, eh: