"Tianhuo, have you learned it?"
Meng Fan spent a long time and very slowly built a skeleton, which was about the height of a three-year-old child.
He smiled and said to Huo Ling.
"I generally understand, but there are some parts I still don't understand."
Huo Ling frowned, his face turned red because he tried too hard to memorize the techniques Meng Fan taught him, "Brother, you can become an immortal and I will study it later. " "Okay, there's no rush."
Meng Fan smiled, then sat on the bed and started to do a very important thing, which was to restore his cultivation.
Even if he couldn't recover the eighth level of the Earthly Mystery, he could still recover a little bit. , as long as you can control the paper man.
And whether he can control the paper man is related to the success or failure of his plan.
"What rules exist in this illusion?"
The rain poured down from the eaves and splashed blisters on the ground.
Meng Fan closed his eyes and pondered, "It actually suppressed the cultivation level.
However, there are such rules, and it is very difficult."
It is easy to understand.
Without the presence of cultivators, this illusion becomes extremely safe and will not be destroyed.
It is no wonder that Senior Duan Zhengwu is trapped here, and her cultivation should also be suppressed. " There was another thing that made Meng Fan quite sad.
When he first woke up from the illusion, he found that he had lost his cultivation.
He tried to take out the zombie demon Meng Meng.
She must have almost completed the integration of her new body.
However, he was surprised to find that although he could get out of the universe The space easily took out other things, but it was unable to summon Meng Meng.
Once summoned, she was suppressed by a strange force, preventing her from appearing in this illusion, as if trying to prevent practitioners from appearing here. .
"It's time to try to see if we can break this rule."
Meng Fan took a deep breath and recited the Tiangang Mieshinto Sutra silently.
He began to practice like a child learning to walk with difficulty.
However, after a few hours, his meridians were dead silent.
His body could not resonate with the heaven and earth at all, and he could not feel it at all.
The existence of a trace of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was even more difficult than when he first learned to practice.
However, Meng Fan had already expected this situation and didn't take it seriously.
If it can be practiced easily and successfully, this illusion is too weak.
In the morning, the rain had stopped long ago, and clean sunlight shone into the house.
At this time, Meng Fan was sweating profusely and his whole body was sore.
The high-intensity concentration made him dizzy.
He raised his eyes and found that Huo Ling had also been busy all night, holding half of the thorn he had pierced in his hand.
The skeleton, compared with the finished skeleton, was groped bit by bit.
The dark eyes were bloodshot and red.
Occasionally, the body would sway.
It looked like he was about to fall asleep, but he would pinch his legs immediately. , forcing myself to stay awake.
Meng Fan smiled happily with his persistence.
"Come on, Tianhuo, if you still don't understand something, I'll teach you again."
Meng Fan stretched his body, walked off the bed, and sat in front of Huo Ling.
"Brother, I don't understand something about the arm."
Huo Ling rubbed his sore eyes, "It's too complicated.
It's not a real person.
How about simplifying it a little.
The joint that fixes the arm is the same after removing two parts.
You can rotate your arms and extend them directly behind you, which is convenient when you hit someone because you don’t have to turn around.”
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"Hey, you're quite smart."
Meng Fan thought as he heard this.
When he made the paper man, he still didn't think too openly.
The fire spirit was right.
It's not a real person, so why should it follow human rules?
As for the movements, he smiled and said, "As you can tell, other parts can also be simplified."
Immediately, the two brothers worked together, like two old scholars, and began to work.
When the new skeleton was tied, Huo Ling almost mastered the core method of tying the skeleton, and grinned happily.
"The skeleton is the first step, and then it's time to package him."
Meng Fan then taught Huo Ling step by step how to tie clothes on the paper man, draw facial features, and how to hide some weapons, tools and other things in the mechanism so that the paper man can easily take them out.
Huo Ling learned with great interest throughout the process. , gradually understood the essence of paper-making people, and became a When the paper figures appeared vividly in front of him, he cheered, and then looked at Meng Fan with admiration: "Brother, you are so awesome.
You are worthy of being my brother, Wang Tianhuo.
A brother like you, others I can't find you even with a lantern, I really like you so much."
"Hey."
Under Huo Ling's sincere praise, Meng Fan touched his chin in embarrassment.
He didn't know if Huo Ling would continue to scold him like he did before after awakening his memory.
"Brother, I've almost learned it.
I'll tie another one by myself.
You can continue to become an immortal."
Huo Ling took a deep breath, shook his head, dispelled the sleepiness of being up all night, and started to tie the second one.
Paper Man, however, his stomach didn't give him any face, and suddenly the gurgling started ringing again.
"I'm going to make you something to eat."
Meng Fan patted Huo Ling's shoulder.
Due to long-term malnutrition, Huo Ling's shoulders were all bones with no meat.
They felt a little clumsy to the touch.
Small but with a big head, it looks very distressing.
"It's time to get something delicious for my brother who got it cheaply and is hard-working and capable."
Meng Fan shrugged, "Anyway, he knows about my magical methods."
Meng Fan found a stove in the yard and took out a lot of food from the universe, such as instant noodles, sausages, dumplings, glutinous rice balls, ribs, shrimps, crabs and vegetables, not to mention vegetables.
The variety is very rich, and you can buy it in any supermarket.
Whatever comes, he can take it out here.
It's not just Kungfu, it's a big pot of stew that is amazing and it's done.
“Let’s start the meal, and then we’ll make it after we finish it.”
Meng Fan happily carried a big basin into the house.
The aroma of rice immediately soaked the entire dilapidated house, occupying every trace of air aggressively.
"Brother, I haven't tied it yet.
I'll eat it later."
Huo Ling said, sniffing sharply, turning his head in surprise and seeing the basin in Meng Fan's hand.
He stood up and walked over, looking at He was immediately attracted by the things in the basin and became stunned.
After a long time, he recovered and said, "Brother, this is what you did and you learned it in your dream."
While he was talking, Huo Ling, who had no time to pick up chopsticks, couldn't wait to grab a fragrant sausage with his hands.
He stuffed it into his mouth as if he was not afraid of burning it.
As his mouth squirmed, his eyes were red with excitement.
He stood up and said, "It's so delicious.
I've never eaten anything so delicious.
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What's its name?
Brother, why are your noodles rolled, not straight?"
So Huo Ling ate the strangest and most delicious meal in his life.
He rubbed his round belly and looked at the smiling Meng Fan.
He wanted to drag him to the street and tell everyone: "This is my brother, you guys."
Look, this is my brother, my biological brother."
It was on this day that Meng Fan's cultivation finally relaxed.
And something extremely strange to outsiders will happen here. s: The second update is here, I wish you all a happy weekend: