Chapter 309 I, Meng Fan, Am Elegant and Easy-Going

And if Mr. Lin knew about this, he would definitely let Meng Fan keep the black jade sword.

After a while, Meng Fan returned to his room and his mind sank into his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Old monk!" Meng Fan shouted.

The next second, the old monk appeared in front of Meng Fan's soul.

"Donor Meng, what's the matter? By the way, those five thousand spiritual stones?" the old monk asked coquettishly.

Although Meng Fan had promised him before in Mo Jade Sword, he was really afraid that Meng Fan would go back on his word.

Mainly because Meng Fan seems to have a criminal record!

When Meng Fan heard what the old monk said, he threw five top-quality spiritual stones into the space of the relic without saying a word.

When the old monk saw this, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and his smile seemed to be slightly flattering.

He was a dignified and eminent monk who almost succeeded in overcoming the tribulation and ascended to the immortal world. He never dreamed that he would become like this one day.

Sad, deplorable...

"Old monk, you are well-informed. Do you know what the black light that entered my soul was in the black jade sword just now?" Meng Fan asked the old monk.

Now that Mr. Lin is away, he can only ask the old monk for advice in this situation.

What's more, the old monk saw the black light with his own eyes, so he has more say.

The old monk hesitated for a moment, and then said to Meng Fan: "Actually, I was thinking about this issue just now.

According to Lao Na's speculation, the black light should be similar to a mark.

When this mark enters your body, it is equivalent to recognizing you as the Lord!

But this is not necessarily a good thing, because this black jade sword seems to be a magic sword, with an evil nature.

Over time, the mark of this black jade sword will definitely affect you subtly, making you bloodthirsty, murderous, and have other effects.

The sword spirit of Mo Yujian here did this before his death, obviously with the idea of ​​​​revenge on you.

But don't worry too much. As long as your mind is firm enough, you won't be affected by this.

Even if it is affected, it will be very small and no serious problem! "

This is not mindless flattery, because in the old monk's view, Meng Fan is indeed an extremely evil genius.

For such a genius, this impact is indeed not a big problem.

As the cultivation level improves and the soul grows, the impact will become smaller and smaller.

And with Meng Fan's speed of strength improvement, this kind of problem can basically be ignored.

Of course, this is also speculation, I can’t say 100%.

Hearing this, Meng Fan nodded, exited the consciousness sea space, returned to his room, and lay on the bed to rest silently.

After listening to the old monk's words, he actually had a clear understanding in his heart.

Meng Fan knew the Black Jade Sword better than the old monk, because he had seen the scene of Qin Tian being influenced by the Black Jade Sword, going crazy and embarking on a path of no return in the memory of the Black Jade Sword.

With this lesson learned, he just needs to pay more attention, and he will not make the same mistake as Qin Tian.

"It's not a big problem. The sword spirit of the Black Jade Sword wants to take revenge on me, but it makes it easier for me to master the Tao sword of the Black Jade Sword!" Meng Fan murmured to himself while lying on the bed.

There is a saying, if you really fight, the power of this black jade sword is much stronger than the red sword.

This can be considered a blessing in disguise!

As for the magic sword, the devilish nature, and the obsession, Meng Fan didn't take it to heart at all.

However, Wu Tian still needs to be taught a lesson, but today Meng Fan really has no such intention.

let's talk tomorrow!

Silent for a night, Meng Fan practiced silently. After absorbing the sword's origin from the Black Jade Sword, the sword's origin in Meng Fan's body reached a peak.

Second only to the wool collected from the Demon Suppressing Sword last time!

The Demon Suppressing Sword is indeed too terrifying. Even if it is just a piece of wool that falls off, it is still a huge thing in comparison.

Early the next morning, Meng Fan walked out of bed.

Originally, he had been immersed in the second level of Condensation Pill for a long time, but this abundant source of swords directly pushed his cultivation to the third level of Condensation Pill.

And there is still a large sum of sword essence that has not been used up. From Meng Fan's point of view, this is indeed a huge amount of money.

After some estimation, he would have enough sword essence in his body for at least the next half month.

There were only a few spiritual swords left on the second floor of the Sword Pavilion, and Meng Fan was already ready to get in touch with magic swords.

Now it seems that the time to come into contact with the magic sword will be delayed again.

It is worth mentioning that after reaching the realm of condensing pills, he picked up the "Lingfeng Xuan Gong" and "Red Blood Scripture" that he had previously suspended and practiced again.

Now, whether it is wind-attributed Qi or demon-attributed Qi, they are about to reach the level of true essence.

Meng Fan, who had broken through to the third level of Condensation Pill, felt quite refreshed and energetic.

After he walked out of his room, he went directly to the door of Wu Tian's room and kicked the door open without knocking.

At this point in the morning, it was just dawn, and Wu Tian had not yet woken up.

He was lying on the bed, one leg hanging outside the edge of the bed, and there was a wet patch on the pillowcase near the corner of his mouth.

When Meng Fan saw this scene, his face was filled with disgust.

Wu Tian was startled when he heard Meng Fan kicking the door. He raised his head suddenly, then wrapped himself in a quilt and looked at Meng Fan with fear on his face.

This guy slept with his clothes on, and he didn’t know what he was doing wrapped in a quilt!

"Brother Meng, so early? Is there anything wrong?" Wu Tian knew he was in the wrong, but he didn't dare to blame Meng Fan for kicking the door, and he used the honorific "Your Majesty" directly.

Without saying anything, Meng Fan flicked his finger and slashed Wu Tian with a sword energy.

Wu Tian rolled off the bed and crawled to the ground, and then his bed and bedding were all cut in half.

"Brother Meng, calm down. It's bad for your health to be so angry so early in the morning~~~" Wu Tian said to Meng Fan with a flattering smile.

It is said that you should not hit a smiling person, but Meng Fan flicked his finger and slashed Wu Tian with a sword energy without saying anything.

However, this sword energy was not too strong. Wu Tian urged the true energy in his body, and a golden light overflowed from his body, eliminating Meng Fan's sword energy.

With Meng Fan's current cultivation and strength, if he slashed a sword energy with all his strength, he could kill Wu Tian alive.

"Brother Meng, Deacon Meng, I was wrong. I will never dare to go to the third floor of the Sword Pavilion again! From today on, I will never think of the swords of the Sword Pavilion again, otherwise, wait for Elder Lin to come back and let Elder Lin beat me to death!!!"

Wu Tian deliberately mentioned Elder Lin, hoping that Meng Fan would not bother with him for Elder Lin's sake.

Even if there was anything, he would wait for Elder Lin to come back and let Elder Lin punish him.

Although he felt that Meng Fan could not kill him, he felt that with Meng Fan's character, it was still possible to injure and cripple him.

The most important thing was that he was no match for Meng Fan at all, so he could only admit defeat at this time!

In fact, Wu Tian still had a misunderstanding of Meng Fan. In fact, Meng Fan was a good person, always elegant and easy-going.