Chapter 638: The Difference Between a True Fox and an Old Fox

When he first obtained the magical power of [Paper Cutting Adult], Meng Fan had a feeling that if he used spiritual paper to perform Paper Cutting Adult, the paper man's strength would be greatly improved.

Especially paper like fairy paper that does not exist in the human world. If it can be used to make paper-cut adults, maybe the paper-cut figures will not be much weaker than Meng Fan himself.

At that time, ten paper figures will be cut out in one go, each of which will have the strength of Meng Fan's original body...

More than a dozen Meng Fan swarmed forward, and more than a dozen Ten Thousand Swordsmen came to attack them. The sky was filled with swords, and the entire space could not contain them.

Who can withstand this kind of attack?

So invincible!

Meng Fan suppressed his greedy thoughts and put the dragon skin into the storage ring.

Then the idea of ​​using the melting furnace to refine the dragon skin essence was completely abandoned, because it would be a waste of natural resources.

Even if the essence of this dragon skin can improve one's cultivation level to three levels, it will not be worth the loss. Only using it to cut paper into a human being is the best way.

"Don't worry, I agreed to give you fifty-fifty of the treasure in the cave, and you won't lose any money." Meng Fan, who accepted the dragon skin, said to Hu Batian with a smile.

Hearing Meng Fan's words, Hu Batian nodded with a smile on his face.

He was not interested in the dragon skin to begin with, but now that Meng Yao King has taken the dragon skin first, he can choose whatever treasures come next.

Not a loss!

Well, if it’s not a loss, it’s a profit.

Meng Fan and Hu Batian's eyes began to glance elsewhere. This cave is not big, so there are not many things stored there. It can be said that you can scan it all at a glance.

Hu Batian's face became more and more ugly. Apart from the dragon skin just now, there were some ordinary furniture in this cave.

Bed cabinets, tables, chairs and other accessories.

Although the materials of these furniture are still relatively precious and valuable, no matter how miserable Hu Batian is, he is still a city lord. Is he short of money?

Of course it’s not bad!

"Monster King Meng, this Demon King... No, is this Demon Saint's cave so poor? Apart from the dragon skin, the only treasure he has is this knife."

Hu Batian picked up a small knife on the table and said with a smile: "Monster Meng, you just asked for the dragon skin, so I'm not polite, I will accept this knife."

Meng Fan glanced at the knife in Hu Batian's hand and found that it was at the level of a Taoist soldier, the same level as the Moyu Sword Hongqi Sword.

This thing is actually very precious, but from Meng Fan's point of view, it is definitely not as precious as the dragon skin. After all, what he lacks most is weapons.

What's more, he practices swordsmanship without a knife.

If he insists on talking about swords, he also has an immortal weapon called Tianhen Dao, not to mention

But from Hu Batian's point of view, I feel that I have taken advantage, this is a Taoist soldier!

However, the only thing that made Hu Batian feel a little uncomfortable was that, if he guessed correctly, this Taoist-level knife should be used by the Demon Saint to repair his nails.

Other people's nail repair tools, but when they come to me, I treat them as treasures, which seems a bit awkward. But when I thought that the other party wanted the Demon Saint, I felt relieved.

What a baby! What a baby!

Meng Fan took one last look at the entire cave and found that there was indeed no treasure inside.

Hu Batian was right, the demon saint's cave was indeed pitifully poor.

"Although this cave is a bit poor, at least we have gained something and we are not returning empty-handed." Meng Fan said to Hu Batian.

He didn't have high expectations for this cave in the first place. If it weren't for the name of the Demon Emperor's Cave, he wouldn't even bother to take a look.

Now that he can obtain the dragon skin that can be used to perform paper-cutting, the harvest has been much greater than he expected.

His thoughts at this moment were exactly the same as Hu Batian's thoughts just now, as long as he didn't lose money, he would make a profit.

This wave is really profitable!

Hu Batian on the side said with a smile: "That's fine. Since there are no good treasures in this cave, then even if the Demon Saint is still alive, he probably won't come back to this cave again, so I'm relieved. One breath.

After all, if I am always worried that a demon saint is going to come and cause trouble for me, then the pressure will be too much! "

Meng Fan smiled, this guy was really good at comforting himself.

Just when he was about to leave, the old monk in his mind suddenly spoke.

"Benefactor Meng, wait a minute!"

After hearing what the old monk said, Meng Fan's heart skipped a beat, although his expression did not change at all.

The old monk was always quiet and would not speak for no reason. Every time he spoke, there was something important.

At this moment, "important things" means that there is something to gain here, and there will be nothing else.

Did you make a mistake?

I have used my spiritual consciousness to scan the entire cave, so theoretically it is impossible to miss anything. And although he had just entered the realm of Yuanshen, Xihuang Yuanshen was the peak Yuanshen, and he was not weak in spiritual consciousness.

If I really made a mistake, I can only say that the treasure in this cave is hidden very deep.

"Donor Meng, look at the ordinary vase in the corner. Be sure to take it away when you leave." The old monk reminded Meng Fan.

After hearing this, Meng Fan didn't ask the old monk any more questions, he just did as he was told.

In fact, he and Hu Batian had just seen the vase mentioned by the old monk. They were sure it was just an ordinary vase, so they didn't take it to heart at all.

But the old monk has always been reliable, especially this guy's vision and knowledge are indeed better than his own, there is no doubt about that.

Then when leaving the cave, Meng Fan deliberately walked behind Hu Batian, and when Hu Batian left the cave, he quietly put the vase into the storage ring.

If this thing is a treasure, then he naturally can't share it with Hu Batian, and can only blame Hu Batian for his own mistakes.

In fact, Meng Fan also made mistakes, but fortunately there was the old monk, the old fox.

Hu Batian, the real fox, is still no match for the old monk, the old fox.

After leaving the cave, Hu Rouer, who was anxiously waiting outside, immediately asked Hu Batian: "Father, are you okay?"

Although theoretically there should be no danger in this cave, so they dared to explore, but theory is just theory, after all, this is a cave belonging to the demon king.

It is not impossible to have an accident after entering, so Hu Rouer is still very worried outside.

Her mother had already left her, and she didn't want her father to leave too.

Although she was already an adult, she felt that she couldn't stand the days without a father or a mother.

"Don't worry, it's just a demon saint cave, your father can come and go freely, as easy as taking something out of a bag." Hu Batian said with a smile, eliminating Hu Rouer's worries.

He can still brag, so he must be fine.