Chapter 651: Sect Leader? Don’t Worry!

If Meng Fan knew what the old monk was thinking, he would definitely look down on it.

Luck?

Bullshit luck!

The Heavenly Dao wanted to kill him, but he gave him luck. Isn't this wishful thinking?

And some things are called opportunities because Meng Fan encountered them.

If someone else encountered these things, they would have died and would not have survived. For them, this is not an opportunity at all, but a life-threatening danger!

And it is a danger that is ten to one.

"Don't talk nonsense, what's the use of this little dragon soul?" Meng Fan asked the old monk.

Although he could recognize that this little dragon was a dragon soul, he didn't know what this thing was specifically used for.

The old monk had a lot of experience and knew more than him.

"The consciousness of this dragon soul has been completely erased. Now it is pure soul power. The simplest use is for you to absorb it directly." The old monk's voice appeared in Meng Fan's mind.

Absorb directly?

Meng Fan's face was obviously a little surprised.

Is there such a good thing?

Isn't this happiness coming too suddenly?

"Will there be no side effects or sequelae if I absorb it directly?" Meng Fan asked cautiously.

But there was obvious expectation in his cautious tone, which could not be hidden.

The main reason was that he was too lazy to hide such superficial things in front of the old monk. There was no need at all.

The previous Taotie Swallowing Heaven Sutra had obvious side effects and sequelae, so when the old monk said that this dragon soul could be directly absorbed and refined, his first reaction was naturally fear.

"Although this dragon soul still has the word dragon, it actually has nothing to do with dragons. It is just pure soul power. You can treat it as the soul power of human cultivators." The old monk explained.

Meng Fan understood it concisely.

After understanding it, he became even more excited.

Pie in the sky!

I really can't think that one day such a good thing can fall on my head.

This makes Meng Fan, who has always had a miserable life, feel very unreal.

He has come all this way, relying on his unremitting efforts and struggles. It is really not easy...

"Finally, I picked up a pie, haha." Meng Fan looked at the dragon ball in his hand, and he felt happy no matter how he looked at it. It was really a good treasure.

The old monk rolled his eyes wildly when he heard it.

He thought to himself, haven't you picked up enough pies?

And he said that he was not the son of destiny with good luck!

"With the power of this dragon soul, the only shackles that will prevent me from breaking through the realm of transformation in the future have also been broken in advance." Meng Fan's face was full of smiles, and he was full of longing for the realm of transformation.

Transformation!

I used to think that this realm was extremely far away from me, and it was a realm exclusive to the big guys, but now I can already covet it.

Apart from other things, cultivating to the realm of transformation, you are already qualified to compete for the elders of Shushan Sword Sect.

Of course, it's just a qualification.

Under normal circumstances, ordinary cultivators in the realm of transformation still have no ability to compete successfully.

But Meng Fan is different. He is abnormal from any angle.

If he wanted, when he reached the realm of transformation, he would be able to return to the Shushan Sword Sect to compete for an elder position.

However, with Meng Fan's character, even if he really reached that realm, he would not try to show off. After all, he firmly believed that the first bird to stick out its head would be shot.

Otherwise, when he first entered the realm of inducing spirits, he would have been qualified to compete for the purple robe deacon, but he gave up in the end. No, not giving up, but not planning to do it at all!

"Meng, the power of the dragon soul is too strong. Although you can use it to cultivate your soul, you must be careful.

You can only absorb a little at a time, and you must not be greedy.

Otherwise, if you are not careful and burst your soul, then you will fail, and you will be directly beaten back to the realm of inducing spirits, and even your foundation will be damaged, and it will cost a lot to recover!"

The old monk reminded Meng Fan again. Since Meng Fan threw a thousand spirit stones to him, he has been paying more and more attention to Meng Fan.

It should be said that this is a "training" and is completely controlled by Meng Fan.

If you think about it carefully, the old monk is really miserable. He was once the top master in the world. He survived the catastrophe and almost ascended to become an immortal.

Now, this end is really a bit miserable.

It's sad!

Thinking of this, Meng Fan threw another thousand spirit stones into the old monk's relics.

The old monk was immediately grateful and choked.

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Meng Fan put away the dragon ball, walked out of the cave he had just dug, and then flattened the cave with a sword, erasing the traces of his existence.

Then he continued to rush towards the direction of the Demon Emperor City. His speed was not fast, and he was not in such a hurry. This was completely different from the mentality of Hu Batian.

He just tried to see if he could find the trace of the headmaster in the Demon Emperor City, but he knew that the probability was very low, almost zero.

After all, the Demon Emperor City is one of the central cities of the demon world, and the leader does not have the ability to impersonate a demon like himself.

So even if the leader is very strong, he dare not appear in the Demon Emperor City. Isn't that courting death?

Meng Fan put himself in the role of the leader and suddenly felt that the leader must be very pitiful now. A human being in the demon world is like a rat crossing the street, and everyone is shouting and beating him, hiding everywhere.

It is really a bit miserable for the leader of the Shushan Sword Sect to fall to this point!

However, when he thought that there was an old monk who was even more miserable than the headmaster, Meng Fan really couldn't feel much sympathy for the headmaster.

"Maybe I thought too much. I always felt that people like the headmaster could be successful wherever they went. Otherwise, how could he get his wife pregnant in the demon world?" Meng Fan shook his head. He always felt that there was no need to worry about the headmaster.

Instead of worrying about the headmaster, it would be better to worry about Elder Yang. After all, Xue Rou was still waiting for Elder Yang to return.

Thinking of this, Meng Fan frowned slightly.

That's not right!

The headmaster came to the demon world with Elder Yang, and according to the description of Hu Batian and Hu Rouer, there was only one man in Qiguang City, but no women.

If that man was really the headmaster, then where did Elder Yang go?

If the headmaster and Elder Yang were separated, it would be even more difficult for Elder Yang to survive in the demon world with his strength.

Although Meng Fan had no feelings for Elder Yang, Li Xueruo did. If Elder Yang was in trouble, she would be so sad.

"Alas..."

I have come to the demon world, why should I worry about others? No matter how good Elder Yang is, his cultivation and strength are better than mine.

"However, it is better to go to the Demon Emperor City as soon as possible. What if there is news about the head of the sect? With the news of the head of the sect, we can get the news of Elder Yang. It is best to bring Elder Yang back to the Tianyuan World in a year."