The white tiger statue is about five meters high.
Meng Fan, who transformed into a paper mouse, followed the white mouse walking through it and noticed something strange.
After the white mouse stopped, Meng Fan glanced past the white mouse and saw a circular space.
A white cotton-like thing, about the size of a baby's fist, exuded a gentle halo, floating in the circular space.
Inside.
"Zhizhi."
The white rat squeaked softly, and his body showed fluctuations in cultivation.
He walked towards the ball of white catkins with a satisfied expression.
Then he walked to Meng Fan's side, stood up and pointed at the ball of white catkins.
This is what gives you the power of cultivation."
Meng Fan was curious and walked towards Bai Xu.
Bai Shu followed him and nodded.
Meng Fan approached the ball of white catkins and felt the aura on the white catkins.
Although it was bright and warm, it was full of domineering aura, which was much stronger than the aura on Ah Fu's body.
It is indeed not difficult for beasts to absorb this kind of thing, sense the aura of heaven and earth, and enter the path of cultivation.
The white mouse nodded, rubbed its little paws, put it on top of the white catkins, and pushed the white catkins towards Meng Fan.
"Do you want to give this thing to me?"
Meng Fan couldn't help but ask.
This thing is a good thing for animals, just like the pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth is for cultivators.
Once it is contaminated, it will be difficult to part with it for life.
"Zhizhi."
Bai Shu nodded, pushed Bai Xu and walked out, resolutely, as if he would not give up until he gave it to Meng Fan.
"Then I'll accept it, thank you very much" The white rat is small in size, so it must have been absorbed completely and is no longer needed.
Meng Fan did not hesitate and followed the white rat outside, his thoughts swirling in his heart.
It was widely rumored at that time that there were white tigers and spiritual phoenixes in the Tiger and Phoenix Palace.
The white catkins hidden in the white tiger statue may have been transformed by the white tiger's essence.
Moreover, the spiritual phoenixes should also have something similar.
This thing is of endless benefit to him.
After all, the white tiger is one of the four spirits of heaven and earth.
With this thing, he can easily frighten the beasts.
According to his inference, even Ah Fu will not help himself when he sees this ball of white catkins. surrender Even surrendering the corpse puppet The corpse puppets in Huyang Temple are originally made of human corpses, and the souls of the dead who have wiped out their consciousness are attached to them, which is equivalent to beasts.
Moreover, the Corpse Puppet Secret Technique is originally the remnant of the Four Spirits Secret Technique of the Tiger and Phoenix Palace.
When encountering the White Tiger, one of the Four Spirits, one will definitely surrender.
By obtaining this ball of white catkins, you can control the corpse puppet, the core power of Huyang Temple.
The preciousness of this thing cannot be measured Thinking of these things, Meng Fan's heart was shaken and his breathing became rapid.
Even Meng Fan's real body, sitting cross-legged outside, could not remain calm.
When pushing the cotton wool outside, Meng Fan hurriedly cut off the connection with the paper mouse.
His real body stood up and held the white cotton wool in the palm of his hand.
He was about to use his mental method to absorb it, but unexpectedly, the ghost slash mark suddenly lit up and automatically removed the white cotton wool.
Absorbed.
All this happened in a blink of an eye, but the wind and clouds in the night sky changed suddenly.
The animals around Huyang Mountain prostrate themselves on the ground, trembling and trembling.
Only the birds in the sky quickly moved away as if they were frightened.
Meng Fan took an excited breath and used his spiritual mind to sense the Ghost Slash Mark, and found that the white catkins were slowly spreading inside.
Although the spreading speed was very slow, it was still detectable.
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To his surprise, , the diffused white catkins did not blend into the meridians, but directly entered his bone marrow and blood, turning into a part of his body, endlessly “This gift is so heavy” Meng Fan's eyes shone with two gleams of light.
When the white mouse saw it, he took two steps back in fear.
"Thank you, little one"
Meng Fan closed his eyes and meditated, controlling the escaping breath.
When he opened his eyes again, everything was clear.
"Squeak."
The white rat happily walked around Meng Fan twice.
Meng Fan smiled and stretched out his hand, gently holding the white rat in his palm.
The white rat rubbed its little head against Meng Fan's palm, and then jumped down. , left.
"The past three days have been like a dream."
Meng Fan raised his head, glanced at the night sky, and was filled with emotion.
Then he sat cross-legged and observed the absorption of white catkins while practicing, with an excited look on his face.
But at this moment, a gust of damp and cold wind suddenly blew in, and a thick layer of gray-yellow clouds pressed down.
Ice rain began to fall from the sky, and when it fell on people's bodies, it was wet, sticky, and very uncomfortable. , thick fog also came over the sky, blocking people's sight.
"Is God jealous of my good luck?"
Meng Fan curled his lips and looked around, trying to find a place to hide, but his eyes suddenly focused in one direction.
I saw a corpse puppet standing motionless in the darkness, its eyes shining with red light, and its body filled with thick evil aura, staring at Meng Fan with murderous intent.
Then, a second and a third corpse puppet walked out of the darkness, a total of four corpse puppets, forming a fan shape, facing Meng Fan.
"Uh, where are the patrolling disciples?
What's going on with these corpse puppets?"
Meng Fan knew that these were guardian corpse puppets, and they usually patrolled the outside of Huyang Temple.
It was a bit abnormal to run near the Jing Tower like this, so he made a sound to test them.
But before he finished speaking, several figures flew away in the distance, as if they were avoiding him.
"Tsk, it's really easy to use light."
Meng Fan shrugged and smiled bitterly.
He could mobilize four corpse puppets and drive away the roving disciples.
This person obviously had very deep connections in the dormitory, and he must have created the current predicament after a lot of effort.
Well designed.
"Isn't even the weather good?"
Meng Fan stretched out his hand to wipe the ice rain from his face.
He was full of energy, waved his hand, took out the Tang Dao, and pointed it in one direction.
"Come out.
If I'm not wrong, you should have taken a back seat and become the cowardly Deacon Cao."
A figure slowly walked out of the darkness, stood behind the four corpse puppets, glanced at Meng Fan from the gaps between the corpse puppets, and spoke solemnly: "Meng Niu Ba, you have destroyed Chang Shufeng , and insulted Senior Han in the Sutra Hall, the temple leader asked You thought about the White Tiger Statue for three days.
You were so angry that you destroyed the White Tiger Statue.
It happened to be discovered by a patrolling disciple, and they had a dispute with you, so you killed the patrolling disciple.
How brave you are.
You are sinful.
It's so overwhelming, can you tell whether it's a crime or not?"
"Ha" Meng Fan laughed dumbly when he heard this, "Cao Xiong, have you filled your head with water?
Let's not mention other things for the moment.
I destroyed the White Tiger statue.
All the patrolling disciples have just run away.
How can anyone be dead?
How do you think you can do it?
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And four corpse puppets, even if they are high-level corpse puppets, you are too eager for revenge if they can kill me.
This is not like your style."
"No need to rush."
Cao Xiong smiled coldly, waved his hand to the back, and a figure walked out, leaving a body on the ground with a plop.
"Now one of the patrolling disciples is really dead."
The figure had a sharp voice, narrow eyes, and an explosive aura.
He was the seventh level of the spirit condensation.
"When you die, the White Tiger Statue will also be destroyed.
Guanzhu Mo is right The White Tiger statue is very cherished, and if you destroy it, he will definitely be very angry. " "It turns out to be Old Man Han.
I'm not surprised that you showed up."
Meng Fan's eyes became cold and stern, and he looked at the corpse.
He also recognized it.
It was one of Taoist Qiu's confidants, and then his eyes swept away again. , "Don't hide the expert behind you.
Since we are all here, let's go on stage together."
Following Meng Fan's words, another figure came out and raised his hand towards Meng Fan: "Mengniu Ba, I'm not here to kill you, I'm just here to see how you died
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