Chapter 330: Soul-Suppressing Orb, a Conscienceless Evil Object

As Meng Fan had guessed, there were indeed many treasures in this ring.

There were seven or eight spiritual weapons alone, and a long sword of the magic weapon level.

But Meng Fan had seen countless spiritual swords and magic swords in the Shushan Sword Pavilion, and he really had no interest in these weapons.

However, if he took them out to sell, he should be able to sell them for a lot of money!

In addition to weapons, Meng Fan also saw several martial arts books.

A book of "The Immortal Wind and Cloud Sutra".

Obviously, practicing this martial arts can't really make you immortal. At least Zhang Hongfei is dead and can't die anymore.

A book of "The Crimson Moon Sword Technique".

There is also a book of "The Heart Sutra of Refining the Spirit".

The martial arts that Zhang Hongfei can treasure in the storage ring are definitely those that he attaches great importance to.

But Meng Fan didn't look at any of them. He glanced at them and threw them into the corner.

Sword technique?

Even dogs don't practice it!

Meng Fan continued to flip through the storage ring and found some more pills.

He naturally didn't recognize the elixir. After returning to Shushan, he planned to ask Ye Qingyu to identify it.

In addition, Meng also saw a token.

The token of the leader of the Fengyun Demon Sect!

He took out the token and weighed it in his hand. Although he didn't know what it was made of, it felt good and must be more valuable than gold.

Meng Fan looked at the token and fell into deep thought.

"If I take this token, can I pretend to be the leader of the Fengyun Demon Sect?"

After thinking about it carefully, he decided not to do it, because it was obviously not possible.

First of all, his cultivation was not enough. A cultivator at the fourth level of Dan Condensation had nothing to do with the leader.

Meng Fan put the token back into the storage ring. Although he didn't need it now, his intuition told him that he might need it in the future.

Then, he found another good thing from the storage ring.

A bead emitting a dark light. Although Meng Fan didn't know what the bead was, he could feel that it was a good thing just from the amazing aura.

When he took out the beads to play with them, the old monk's voice appeared in Meng Fan's mind.

"Soul-suppressing beads, I didn't expect that this little monk who hadn't even entered the realm of Yuanshen actually had such a good thing!"

This old monk used to think that Zhang Hongfei was extremely difficult to deal with and couldn't be killed no matter how hard he tried.

Now that Zhang Hongfei had just died, he was just a "little monk" in his mouth.

A face of a villain who had succeeded!

A residual soul is a residual soul after all. Meng Fan felt that the monk who was in a normal state back then should not have such a face.

"Soul-suppressing beads, what is this?" Meng Fan asked subconsciously.

Although the old monk's character was not very good, to be honest, at least he was knowledgeable.

"The Soul-Suppressing Orb is a rare treasure that can devour human souls.

The most important thing is that with some secret methods, these souls can be refined and transformed into pure soul power!

And this pure soul power can be used to strengthen one's own soul.

It is a shortcut to cultivate the soul, but this method is extremely vicious and despised by the righteous.

Only in the evil sects like Fengyun Demon Sect will people practice this thing!"

The old monk talked about it and introduced it clearly, and Meng Fan understood it all at once.

"Evil heretics!" Meng Fan sneered, full of disdain for the Soul-Suppressing Orb.

A sword energy appeared on his fingertips and slashed at the Soul-Suppressing Orb.

He was ready to destroy it directly!

For this kind of evil thing, Meng Fan didn't feel bad at all when he destroyed it.

He really didn't want it!

It was over. After the sword energy slashed at the Soul-Suppressing Orb, the Soul-Suppressing Orb was intact.

The old monk said: "The material of this soul-suppressing bead is the Nine Netherworld Crystal. Even a cultivator at the level of the Inducing God cannot destroy it.

Although you are amazingly powerful and far beyond your peers, you do not have the ability to destroy this soul-suppressing bead!"

Although Meng Fan did not like to hear this, he knew it should be the truth. The old monk would not deliberately lie to him for such a small matter.

So he did not continue to try. He thought that even if he used all his strength to slash out "Ten Thousand Swords Return to One", he should not be able to destroy this soul-suppressing bead.

This thing is extremely vicious. Since it cannot be destroyed, it cannot be thrown away casually. Meng Fan put it back into the storage ring.

"Meng Shizhu, even if you don't want to harm others, there is no need to destroy this soul-suppressing bead, right? After all, there is already some pure soul power stored in it. You don't need to harm others. You can also use this soul power to practice and improve your soul." The voice of the old monk appeared in Meng Fan's mind again.

Harming others and refining others' souls into soul power is indeed a conscienceless thing and cannot be done!

But if there is a ready-made soul power, wouldn't it be a waste to destroy it directly?

Meng Fan said with a look of disdain: "I think it's dirty!"

Although it is pure soul power, it is refined from other people's souls after all. Who knows if there will be any sequelae after absorbing it?

Even if there are no sequelae, Meng Fan still feels disgusted!

He doesn't need to use this method at all. He only needs to practice step by step to become infinitely stronger.

Not worth it!

"This..." The old monk was a little helpless.

The gap between people is so amazing. Some people only eat the fillings when eating buns and throw away the bun skins.

Some people want to eat bun skins but can't even eat them!

The old monk said to Meng Fan shamelessly: "Mr. Meng, since you don't think highly of this soul-suppressing bead, why don't you give it to me?"

Meng Fan frowned slightly. People in the Buddhist sect actually want to use such a thing that is against the harmony of heaven?

He curled his lips. No wonder the old monk failed to pass the tribulation and could not ascend.

His heart is not sincere!

"It's not impossible to give it to you, but it depends on your performance in the future." Meng Fan said casually.

He didn't mind giving the soul-suppressing bead to the old monk, because he really looked down on it.

But he couldn't give the soul-suppressing bead to the old monk for free. He had to squeeze out some value from the old monk.

The old monk looked helpless. This kid really didn't want to see the rabbit.

His zodiac sign must be the rooster. He is a stingy person.

It's as difficult as climbing to the sky to get something for free!

Performance in the future?

He wants to show it now, but it seems that there is no chance.

It's a pity that Zhang Hongfei died too early, otherwise he could find an opportunity to make this deal with Meng Fan.