In a large factory building with red brick walls and glazed tiles, two large iron doors were tightly closed. Suddenly, several luxury cars drove up outside. A group of people got out of the car in a panic and hurriedly opened the large iron doors. Several disciples carried the injured Meng He down.
After entering the big iron gate, he ran directly towards the second floor of an independent small building. On the top of the big iron gate, there were four eye-catching characters on the top of his head. "Tiandao Martial Arts School" is really grand. Here is Grandmaster Meng. He's martial arts gym, where those people went just now, is Meng He's residence, a separate two-story building.
They are all red brick and glazed tile houses, and there is a martial arts performance field of several hundred square meters at the entrance of the gate. It is really impressive. About ten people who went with Grandmaster Meng He worked hard for most of the day to move their master and injured disciples. They were all taken to the hospital for examination.
As a result, everyone else had some superficial injuries, but their master had both legs broken, his Dantian was crippled, and he became a cripple. The Mengqi people hated him so much that they beat all his leg bones. If it breaks, I'm afraid it will be a problem to walk in the future.
At this time, it was getting late, and the other disciples had gone home to rest. They didn't know that their master had been beaten to a disability, but after tomorrow, it was hard to say whether they would come to the martial arts hall or not.
After several disciples sent him home, they all excused themselves as injured and hurried away. One of his wives and three concubines, seeing him in this state, all ignored him and replied separately. Went to the room to rest.
He was left alone in the living room, feeling abandoned. He smashed everything in the room and roared: Nie Xiaomin, call me quickly and tell my master Meng Qitian that I was raped. If a person has lost his martial arts, let him come to my place.
Nie Xiaomin was the wife of Meng Heming, so of course she did not dare to disobey his wishes, but the concubines were different. They were all forced to marry by Meng He, and they had no feelings for him in the first place. Now that he looks like this, they probably Get ready to run away.
After the call was made, Meng Qitian was furious. Who dared to destroy my apprentice's martial arts and beat him to a disability? After answering the call, he decided to come early tomorrow morning to see what was going on.
At this time, Meng Qi's family was sitting in the yard. His wife Nayu said: "Master, why do I feel so panicked, as if something is going to happen?" Meng Qi gave his wife a roll of his eyes, "What nonsense are you talking about?" What could happen?
That Meng He has become like that, why should we be afraid of him? Nayu said worriedly: "But I always feel that something is going to happen in my heart. For example, if he has a master or something and comes to us for revenge, what should we do?"
The speaker has no intention of listening. When Meng Qi heard the word "master", he suddenly thought of something he had overlooked. Didn't Meng He happen to have a master? Although Meng He has established his own business and has not interacted with his master for many years, there is still a master-disciple relationship after all! .
Meng Qi was shocked, how could I forget this? Qian'er, please go to Meng Fan's house quickly and tell him that Meng He has a master. I also heard that Meng He's master, Meng Qitian, has achieved greatness. If we reach the Grand Master realm, our family will be doomed, and the Grand Master will definitely come to take revenge.
Meng Qian quickly went to Meng Fan's house, where Meng Fan was sorting out the day's affairs in his room! The words of Shaji Bashao were still in his ears. The first place winner in martial arts competitions and grandmaster-level competitions would receive a bonus of 10 million. In this way, his uncle and his second mother would not have to worry about their future lives. By then, they would have a house. Now that we have cars, we will build an asphalt road from the town to the village.
Then, I can feel at ease when I leave in the future, and I have an explanation to the original owner. As for the Qi Gathering Pill, it is of no great use to me. An alchemist of this level will not be able to refine any good pills. Come.
It's not as good as the pills you made yourself! Um! By the way, refining medicine, this planet lacks elixirs. Although I don’t have an elixir furnace, I can still make pills with a big iron pot! When all the medicinal materials are mature, wouldn't it be a matter of minutes to make pills? . This is a great opportunity to make a lot of money!
The most critical point is how to find a way to leave the splendid planet. I can't stay here forever. I have not avenged my great revenge. I also have to do what I promised Meng Fan on Earth, which is to help him find Xu Min. But he has his wish, and he still has a lot of things to do, a lot, a lot! .
For example, whether the senior brother will kill the second senior brother, whether the third senior sister will be poisoned by him, everything makes him feel that he must leave here as soon as possible! ···.
His thoughts were interrupted by the knock on the door. When he opened the door, he saw Meng Qian standing in front of her room. In her own room of several square meters, after putting down a bed, there was not much space for the rest. .
She and Meng Qian came to sit down in the yard of her home. Before he could speak, Meng Qian said eagerly: Brother Meng Fan is terrible. It turns out that Meng He also has a master named Meng Qitian. He may come to take revenge on us. .
My father said that he is in the realm of a great master. Let me ask you what to do?
Grandmaster? Meng Fan thought in his mind: I was just thinking about meeting him! My current innate Dzogchen realm should also be the Grand Master realm.
It's just a good time to test your current strength value so that you can make a judgment when it comes to the martial arts competition.
So he said: Sister Meng Qian, don’t worry! If they come, just tell me. You don't need to come forward. He was just thinking about how to tell Meng Qian about her physique, but Meng Qian spoke first.
Brother Meng Fan, this will put my mind at ease, otherwise you can teach me martial arts! With Kungfu on your side, you won't be bullied easily in the future, right?
Meng Fan didn't know how to tell her yet! She herself brought it up first, so he thought of a way. Learning martial arts is okay, but there are not many exercises suitable for women. I have a method. However, when he said this, he paused deliberately.
Meng Qian was anxious, brother, what are you talking about? Seeing that she had taken the bait, Meng Fan quickly said: My set of exercises requires a virgin to practice them, and you cannot lose your virginity until you have achieved a small success. Are you still willing to learn it?
Meng Fan risked his life for a cultivation genius, and said silently in his heart: Sister Meng Qian, I had no choice but to lie to you, I hope you don't hate me.
Meng Qian felt relieved when she saw that this was what he was talking about. She had no plans to find a boyfriend now, let alone lose her virginity. She thought to Xiao Jiujiu, I often learn kung fu with you, I don’t believe it. You will not be moved by me.
Of course Meng Fan didn't dare to teach her the Xuanming Magical Technique now. It can only be practiced by becoming an immortal cultivator. Besides, he didn't know whether she had any talent or what level of spiritual root she had. He knew his senior sister's flower-butterfly hand. Anyone with zero basic knowledge can learn it, but without the blessing of true energy, it is much less powerful.
But now was just the right time for Meng Qian to practice, so she passed on the formula to Meng Qian and also explained some basic knowledge of martial arts to her. Since few women on the Brilliant Planet learn martial arts, she was specifically warned to keep it secret and never allow herself to practice martial arts. 's father knows. ···
After leaving Meng Fan's home, Meng Qian couldn't control her happiness and cried all the way home. Fortunately, no one saw her at this time, otherwise she would have thought that Meng Fan had done something to her! Back home, Meng Qiren was still eagerly waiting for news about her.
After telling his father Meng Fan's decision, his parents finally went to sleep peacefully.
In the dead of night, a figure quietly got up and left the house quietly. She came to a public house about two miles away from her home. This is the public property of the village collective, a red brick house with an area of several hundred square meters. A big concrete floor.
There were many locust trees planted on both sides. She came to sit under the locust tree and started her own cultivation path. Countless years later, she became a fairy. This is a story later.
After a night of silence, Meng Fan didn't practice any more because he had something on his mind. He went to bed early. At dawn, he quickly got up and rushed to Meng Qian's house. Since he had promised her, he could not let her family What more danger?
As soon as he arrived in her yard, he saw Meng Qian coming back tiredly. She looked like she hadn't slept all night. Meng Fan looked at her in surprise, "You have been practicing all night!" Meng Qian was a little frustrated, Brother Meng Fan, do I have no talent for cultivation?
It's been a night, but I don't feel any movement at all. Meng Fan acted like nothing happened. It's only been one night and you want to achieve something. That's impossible. It's already pretty good. Please work harder in the future.
In fact, at this time, his heart was already racing, and you still call it nothing. In one night, he was already in the early stage of Mingjin. If those who were studying martial arts knew about it, they wouldn't be able to find a place to hit the wall.
However, in order not to make her proud, he still refrained from praising her. But at this moment, the sound of cars sounded outside, and there was more than one car. Sure enough, three luxury cars arrived outside Meng Qian's yard, and then again Open up areas in public housing.
Obviously he wanted to park the car first and then deal with things. Meng Fan frowned because he saw something different about one of the cars. It had been specially modified. After a while, four people carried Meng He to Meng Qian's house. coming.
There were several warriors in the middle, one of whom was an old man with gray hair and a boyish face. Meng Fan estimated that this must be Meng He's master, Meng Qitian. The other four people followed him, and they must be disciples or something like that!
The four people at the back looked a bit special. They all wore red armbands. They didn't know what they did. They came to Meng Qi's yard. After putting Meng He down, his four apprentices stood aside.
Meng Qitian stepped forward and asked, who is Meng Fan? Please come out and speak. In fact, when he entered the courtyard just now, he saw Meng Fan and Meng Qian standing together, but he was still a little unsure, because Meng Fan was really Too young, that's why I asked this question.
Meng Fan stood up and took a closer look at this great master. He was in the innate Dzogchen realm and had maintained it for many years. He was about sixty years old, but he was full of energy and gave people a sense of calm and self-respect. a feeling of.
However, several of his subordinates are all in the early stage of Xiantian realm and can be called masters. The four of them are all around forty years old. What makes him confused the most is that the four people at the back all wear uniform red sleeves. mark.
But he didn't know what he was doing. Meng Qitian was the first to speak. Yesterday you injured my disciple and several of his disciples. You should give me an explanation for this matter!
Meng Fan looked at him sarcastically, "Grandmaster Meng, why don't you ask me how I could hurt him? Do you accept disciples just to let them bully men, dominate women, and do evil?" Damn it, how to teach my disciples is my business, why don’t you teach me a lesson! .
