"Yue Laoqi, is it you?"
Meng Fan asked the paper man with great interest.
After all this trouble, could he have hooked Yue Laoqi's three souls and seven souls?
Turned Yue Laoqi into a paper man But after thinking about it, it probably wasn't the case.
If that were the case, Yue Laoqi would definitely not be as calm as he is now when he sees himself turning into a paper man.
She would probably scold him.
But the paper man with Yue Laoqi's name on it must be somehow related to Yue Laoqi.
The paper man did not answer Meng Fan's words.
He picked up the bloody clothes that Meng Fan had just taken off and walked out.
It looked like he was going to help him wash his clothes.
Meng Fan stopped him and said, "I don't want those clothes anymore, destroy them."
The paper man held the bloody clothes, and when his palms shook, a black mass of death spread out, corroding the blood clothes into ashes, which made Meng Fan click his tongue in amazement.
"That's fine."
Meng Fan's eyes flickered, "There are no emotions, no joy, anger, sorrow, and joy.
Just obeying my orders is equivalent to having a loyal helper.
I just don't know how powerful the combat is.
After all, it cost me a lot of cultivation.
Give it a try” Meng Fan suddenly raised his palm and slapped it towards the paper man.
The paper man clearly saw Meng Fan attacking him, but it did not resist at all.
He let Meng Fan slap his palm on it, and with a bang, the paper man trembled, exuding a ball of death, and then retreated backwards. , hit the wall, and the whole house shook.
"Roughly speaking, he looks like the late stage Zhantian.
He is similar to Yue Laoqi's cultivation level, and his defensive power is also very good."
Meng Fan judged the approximate combat power of the paper man based on the strength of the counterattack, and shrugged, "It's a pity.
It's too weak.
It took me so much cultivation to reach this level.
If I face the enemy in battle, I might as well take action myself."
Meng Fan suddenly realized something and his eyes flashed: "It doesn't matter if one has low combat power.
There are so many names.
If all the names are written on the paper man and canonized, then" A spectacular picture suddenly appeared in front of Meng Fan's eyes Paper soldiers with independent consciousness are arranged together in a mighty manner, forming a huge army of paper soldiers.
Everyone obeys his orders absolutely Everyone is absolutely brave and not afraid of death.
Even if the paper man dies and self-destructs, he will not suffer any backlash, because each paper man is an independent individual and will not implicate him.
"That time at Huyang Viewing" Meng Fan's soul trembled, and he suddenly remembered the amazing illusion he had seen in Huyang.
He was wearing a Taoist robe and sitting cross-legged on a high ground.
Below the high ground was a group of surging corpse soldiers, led by the underworld ghost general.
It was a battlefield, and monks were fighting on the battlefield.
Zhao Xiazi was sitting on her Beside him, he played the erhu.
He said to Blind Zhao: "Uncle Zhao's music is so beautiful, but it's a pity that he can't see everything happening in this world."
But Blind Zhao said: "If a blind man opens his eyes and looks at the sky, he will see that the sky is dirty.
If he looks at the earth, he will see that the earth is also dirty."
He said: "Uncle Zhao said it well.
Today I have Uncle Zhao to see me off, so I won't be lonely on this trip."
He stood up, pointed to the sky with one finger, and the ground with the other.
Then he put his hands together in front of his chest and made a seal.
Then a cloud of light floated into the sky, illuminating the entire battlefield below the high ground.
He reached out and pointed towards the battlefield Countless paper figures rushed out from the light cloud, and they seemed to be overwhelming, fighting with the Yin Cao Corpse Soldiers.
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The scene was indescribably spectacular.
When he first debuted, he didn't understand the meaning of that scene at all.
I also marveled at how many paper figurines I had made.
Now I suddenly understand something "That scene was my army of paper soldiers."
"That scene has fulfilled some of the things I have at this moment."
"That scene is the future" Meng Fan's expression became solemn, he hung the Ghost Order on his waist, slowly raised his hand, pointed to the sky with one hand, and the earth with the other hand, then he put his hands together in front of him and made a seal, just like in the illusion, a small Light clouds suddenly emerged from the air and floated in front of him.
The paper man with Yue Laoqi's name written on it was sucked into the light cloud Meng Fan thought, and the paper man rushed out again "At first I thought this had something to do with the universe, but I never expected that it was actually related to this."
Meng Fan lowered his head and looked at the Ghost Order on his waist.
In the illusion, he also has a ghost order around his waist Everything slowly becomes clear Then, Meng Fan let the paper man return to Guangyun, dispersed the spell, and sat cross-legged on the bed, his eyes closed tightly.
No one knew what he was thinking at this time.
His heart is very confused, very confused After daybreak, the female ghost knocked on the door and asked Meng Fan to have breakfast.
Meng Fan opened his bloodshot eyes and smiled casually: "I don't want to think about it anymore, who cares, he will come back sooner or later."
The breakfast cooked by the female ghost was very rich, but Meng Fan was a little absent-minded while eating.
He no longer thought about that scene full of omens, but he still couldn't help but ponder his own immortality spell.
Only when he became stronger could he solve all unknown troubles.
"The Paper Man Soldier is not a magic of immortality, but it is far better than the magic of immortality."
"As long as there are enough paper soldiers, it doesn't matter how many immortals are killed because it is a terrifying army that cannot be compared with any magic."
"Next, I will make as many paper figures as possible to form my own army of paper figures.
Of course, I will also need to collect more paper money and get more names."
"As for the longevity technique, I still need to continue to understand the methods of the old man of Tiandao.
The peach wood sword and the bell count as one, and the palm seal of Tiandao counts as one.
And my Blood Dome Technique also needs to find opportunities to strengthen it.
The potential is endless.
As for the Raging Wave Palm, After fusing the calamity of life and death, the power cannot be underestimated.
You can also fuse the calamity of life and death with the Xuanmen Finger."
Meng Fan's eyebrows gradually relaxed, and his eyebrows were filled with confidence.
"Sir, today is the recruitment day for the outer disciples of the Golden Lotus Peak of the Nanwu Sect.
Do you want to go there for dinner?"
While the female ghost was talking, she saw the white fox that Meng Fan had taken care of her last night slowly running over, and she held it in her arms.
"Well, let's go take a look."
Meng Fan nodded.
"Sir, can you help me with He Gou's trouble?"
the female ghost said sheepishly, "The leader's nephew has been giving him a hard time, hasn't he?"
She didn't know that Meng Fan had killed the vicious child last night.
Meng Fan took a few mouthfuls of food, put down his chopsticks and said, "As long as I'm here, he won't be in trouble."
The female ghost breathed a sigh of relief: "The recruitment place is located at an ancestral temple outside the town.
It was provided by a clan leader in the town.
Maybe she wants to make friends with the Nanwu sect.
If you go out and keep walking west, you can We’ve arrived at the ancestral hall.”
"I know."
Meng Fan stood up, but did not go out.
Instead, he walked towards his house.
He had to make some preparations.
He must not participate in the recruitment in his current appearance, otherwise he would definitely die: