Chapter 391: Want to Pluck the Hair From Meng Fan?

However, the name is actually not important, what is important is the experience.

Wu Shisan was able to achieve the state of becoming a god in the Wu family. He can indeed be said to be a genius of his generation, which is extremely rare.

"Then, is your ancestor of the Wu family still in the Wu family?" Meng Fan asked.

For monks in the realm of gods, hundreds of years are like passing clouds, and their life span is far longer than hundreds of years.

And monks in this realm, if nothing unexpected happens, will basically not perish.

So theoretically, this Wu Shisan should still exist in the world.

Wu Tian said helplessly: "The Thirteenth Ancestor is not in the Wu family, otherwise the Wu family would not have fallen to this point.

According to records, the Thirteenth Ancestor has been missing for many years, and his life or death is uncertain! "

After saying that, Wu Tian suddenly sighed and lost interest.

In most cases, the four words "life or death" often mean death.

Missing for a day or two may just be a simple disappearance.

But if the missing person is missing for one or two years, the probability of death reaches 99%.

As for missing for a hundred or two hundred years, the probability of death can be maximized, 100%!

"Listening to what you said, it seems that this palace was most likely discovered by senior Wu Shisan." Lin Feiyan said with some surprise: "Then, senior Wu Shisan, could he have disappeared here? Bar?"

After all, as mentioned just now, an elder of the Wu family once disappeared here and never returned to the Wu family.

And there are more than one or two!

Therefore, Lin Feiyan's guess is not nonsense.

"No one knows about this. There is no record in the family anyway." Wu Tian shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands.

But Wu Gui's eyes became brighter when he heard Lin Feiyan's words.

He is a loyal fan of the Thirteenth Ancestor, and he believes that the Thirteenth Ancestor is definitely not dead.

If the Thirteenth Patriarch really disappeared here, wouldn't he have a chance to see the Thirteenth Patriarch?

Thinking about it, I'm a little excited.

Meng Fan ignored the thoughts of these people. He just walked to the door of the hall and looked outside.

As Wu Yueru said, this is a palace, and you can see palaces one after another.

However, every hall is exactly the same dead silence, exuding an empty atmosphere.

Meng Fan counted and found that there were nine palaces in total.

In addition to the palace where he is now, there are eight left.

The main hall where we are at the moment has only one big cauldron, and it is estimated that the other main halls are not much better.

But to be honest, this big cauldron is actually quite precious.

It's a pity that I can't take it with me!

"Benefactor Meng, actually I have a way to take away this great cauldron." As if he had guessed what Meng Fan was thinking, the old monk suddenly spoke in Meng Fan's mind.

"What solution?" Meng Fan responded in his mind.

"Ten thousand spirit stones!" The old monk did not answer Meng Fan's question. Instead, the lion opened his mouth and asked for the spirit stones.

Meng Fan's expression suddenly turned ugly. What was this old bald ass thinking?

Although the value of this cauldron is indeed far more than 10,000 spirit stones, trying to extract 10,000 spirit stones from Meng Fan is undoubtedly a dream.

After all, Meng Fan was born in the Year of the Rooster!

However, he now has nearly 30,000 spiritual stones, so it would not be feasible to trade some of them with the old monk.

"A thousand." Meng Fan said with a somewhat unhappy tone.

This is the bottom line he can bear. No matter how many spiritual stones this cauldron is worth, it is extremely rare to be able to pry out a thousand spiritual stones from his mouth.

The old monk hesitated for a moment and said tentatively: "Five thousand!"

"Five hundred." Meng Fan said lightly.

The old monk frowned. When bargaining normally, shouldn't he say two thousand?

Why didn't this boy Meng Fan play his cards according to common sense and instead reduced the price to 500?

It’s so deceiving!

The old monk said angrily and powerfully: "Deal!"

Because he knew very well that if he continued to haggle, it would probably become a hundred.

This is something Meng Fan can do, and he will definitely do it!

The next second, five hundred more spiritual stones appeared in the old monk's relic space.

After negotiating the terms, Meng Fan was very happy to pay because he could guarantee that the old monk would not default on his debt.

"Actually, the method is very simple. Although this cauldron is a high-end product, like your black jade sword, its spirit has disappeared.

Although you don’t know why this weapon spirit disappeared, as long as you find another weapon spirit for it, you can control it!

Therefore, you only need to let Hongqi surrender this cauldron, and you will naturally be able to control it. "

After all, the old monk was well-informed and told his own method.

Meng Fan frowned and asked a little worriedly: "This cauldron seems to be extremely extraordinary. If Hongqi does this, will she be in danger?"

The old monk said: "There is not much danger in simply controlling this cauldron. However, there are some things inside, so don't take the initiative to touch them!

After all, there are some treasures in there, which are much more powerful than the cauldron. "

The conversation between the old monk and Meng Fan did not avoid Hongqi, so Hongqi also heard it.

Hong Qi's voice suddenly appeared in Meng Fan's mind.

"Master, don't worry, I will definitely complete the mission!"

After saying that, she took the initiative to get into the cauldron without waiting for Meng Fan to speak.

Meng Fan was helpless. This girl was too considerate. He couldn't stop her even if he wanted to.

"Be careful and don't force it." He told Hong Qi.

Then the old monk also said to Hong Qi: "We can only stay here for one day and one night, so you have to work harder and do your best. You must finish it within one day and one night."

Meng Fan frowned even more. He was a little dissatisfied with the old monk's words of oppressing Hong Qi.

In the hall, Wu Tianlin Feiyan and others looked at Meng Fan's face changing, and they were all a little puzzled.

Because they couldn't hear the conversation between Meng Fan and Hong Qi and the old monk.

They couldn't see Hong Qi's figure!

"There is nothing in this hall anymore. Let's go out and take a look." Meng Fan glanced at Wu Yueru and said, "You go out first."

It's okay to leave the hall. There's no danger. This is what the girl said. Meng Fan didn't completely believe it, so he let Wu Yueru go out first.

What if something unexpected happens if you leave this hall?

Meng Fan rarely has the intention to harm others, but one must be on guard against others!

Wu Yueru naturally understood what Meng Fan meant when she heard this, and she walked to the front helplessly and led the way.

To be honest, not to mention Meng Fan doubting her words, she herself was a little skeptical.

After all, she heard these things, and she didn't try her best in person, so she didn't dare to guarantee them.

Fortunately, after walking out of the main hall and coming outside, everything was safe and there were no accidents, which made her feel relieved.

Seeing this, Meng Fan and the other four also followed out of the main hall.