Meng Fan sat cross-legged on the bed all night, thinking about various possibilities in his mind.
Finally, I gave up this unrealistic idea.
Beauty trap?
This is not a plan.
This is seeking death!
Haha, unless Zhong Lingxiu is a fool...
But if Meng Fan thinks Zhong Lingxiu is a fool, then it proves that he himself is the fool!
Early the next morning, Meng Fan embarked on the journey back to Shushan.
He thought about it all night, and the only way he could think of was to go back to the Shushan Sword Sect.
Li Xuerou is not only his sister, but also a disciple of the Shushan Sword Sect.
When encountering this kind of thing, the most correct way is to go back to Shushan for help!
Regarding Elder Lin's matter, it was not convenient for him to go back to Shushan to ask for help. To be honest, he was not qualified and could not come into contact with an existence of Elder Lin's level.
Moreover, Mr. Lin’s matter was unclear. It was impossible for him to ask a master of Mr. Lin’s level, or even a master above Mr. Lin’s level, to come forward based on just a guess, right?
But Li Xuerou is different!
It's simple.
And he also has a clear target to find.
That is Li Xuerou’s master!
Yang Ling.
Meng Fan didn't know Yang Ling, he only knew that she was Li Xuerou's master. In fact, he had never even met her once.
It is said that Yang Ling is a sinecure elder and has no position.
In the Shushan Sword Sect, there are many such idle elders. After all, not all elders are willing to meddle in other people's business.
Many people focus on cultivation and don't care about worldly affairs.
Meng Fan has been wielding the sword all the way. With the lightning sword technique and sword intention bonus that he has just mastered, his sword wielding speed is much faster than before.
That night, he returned to Shushan.
Because of the existence of three types of true energy in his body, Meng Fan returned to Shushan without exhausting all the true energy in his body!
For other monks at the fourth level of the Dan Condensation Realm, this is simply a fantasy, something that is simply impossible to accomplish.
Perhaps they were not even a third of the way, and the true energy in their bodies had already been exhausted.
Since it was already night, Meng Fan did not rush to find Li Xuerou's master, Elder Yang.
He returned to Jiange, exchanged greetings with Senior Brother Luo, then checked and supervised Shu Changsheng's practice, and then returned to his room.
"Hey, I seem to have forgotten something?" Meng Fan murmured to himself while sitting on the bed.
After a long time, he realized who he had forgotten...
Wu Tian!
After this kid was thrown into the wall-facing room of Si Guo Cliff by Meng Fan, Meng Fan completely forgot about this incident.
Originally, he was planning to release Wu Tian before leaving Shushan last time.
After all, throwing Wu Tian into the wall-facing room in the first place was just a small punishment but a big warning.
As a result, let alone before leaving Shushan, he completely forgot about it after leaving!
"This kid is not bad in talent and strength. He shouldn't die in the wall-facing room, right?"
"It shouldn't be...right?"
"If he can't bear this pressure, he doesn't deserve to live anymore, so he should just die!"
Meng Fan talked to himself, as if to comfort himself.
He walked out of the room and rushed in the direction of Si Guo Cliff.
Soon, he arrived outside Wu Tian's wall-facing room.
With the deacon token of Jiange, he is qualified to open the wall-facing room.
After opening the wall-facing room, Meng Fan showed a hint of surprise on his face.
Thought he saw a...savage?
Unshaven.
Hair is disheveled.
Clothes do not cover the body!
The clothes have turned into strands of cloth, and some parts that should not be exposed are exposed at inappropriate times.
As the door of the wall-facing room opened, the crisscrossing sword energy in the wall-facing room dissipated instantly.
The door of this wall room is equivalent to the formation eye and switch of the sword formation here.
"Wu Tian, I hope you will remember the punishment this time and never do it again in the future!" Meng Fan said to Meng Fan very seriously with a calm expression on his face.
Of course he would not tell Wu Tian that he had forgotten Wu Tian, it would only show that he had been prepared to punish Wu Tian for so long.
Wu Tian, who was in the room facing the wall, looked up and saw that the person coming was Meng Fan, and he was immediately furious.
This period of suffocation and torture caused his anger to explode in an instant, burning fiercely and unable to be restrained at all.
Of course, the most important thing is that during this period of time in this wall room, he not only broke through to the realm of condensing pills, but also made full understanding and progress in swordsmanship.
He feels like he can do it again!
Expanded! !
Forgot the fear of being dominated by Meng Fan! ! !
"Meng Fan, I'm going to kill you~~~~~~" Wu Tian roared and drew his sword towards Meng Fan.
An unparalleled sword light, accompanied by a terrifying sword spirit, rushed towards Meng Fan.
Wu Tian really had a complaint against Meng Fan at this moment.
Except for himself, no one could imagine the torture he suffered during this period.
Previously, he thought that as his cultivation and strength improved, the sword energy in this wall chamber would pose less of a threat to him, and he could relax a little.
As a result, the fact is that as his strength increases, the intensity of the sword energy in this wall room also automatically increases.
So no matter he is strong or weak, he lives in dire straits and suffers every day.
Now that he saw Meng Fan as the culprit, he naturally wanted to take revenge to vent his anger!
Then just when Wu Tian's sword was about to hit Meng Fan...
Meng Fan raised his hand, stretched out a finger, and moved forward.
Wu Tian's sword was instantly defeated. At the same time, Wu Tian's entire body was blown away and smashed against the wall of the room facing him.
Because the force was too great, he was embedded directly into the wall in an extremely awkward position.
"It seems that the punishment is not enough. In that case, you can stay here for another year!" Meng Fan said to Wu Tian expressionlessly, turned around and left.
With that, he was about to close the door to the upper wall room.
Wu Tian was shocked when he saw this, and quickly pulled himself off the wall with force.
"Senior Brother Meng... Deacon Meng... Grandpa Meng, I was wrong, I know I was wrong!!!" Wu Tian shouted, and suddenly stopped feeling bloated and recognized himself clearly.
While shouting, he rushed towards the door of the wall-facing room.
Before Meng Fan closed the door, he successfully rushed outside the wall-facing room.
Looking at the colorful world outside and breathing the fresh air outside, Wu Tian was so moved that he almost shed tears.
"Senior Brother Meng, I have been locked up for a long time and my mind was a little unclear just now. Please forgive me, please forgive me..." Wu Tian said to Meng Fan with a playful smile.
The sword strike just now made him realize his strength and status clearly.
The most important thing is to understand the gap between himself and Meng Fan, and naturally return to the mode of giving in.
Although he had a smile on his face, he felt really uncomfortable in his heart.
I thought that I was practicing hard in seclusion in this wall room, and when I came out, I could settle the score with Meng Fan, hang him up and beat him until he knelt down and begged for mercy and called daddy.
As a result, he thought too much.
So angry!
Even though I have suffered so much, why am I still not a match for Meng Fan?
God is so unfair...
