Chapter 810: On the First Day of Becoming a Mortal, It’s Going to Be a Disaster

After sealing his soul, Meng Fan also sealed his physical cultivation at the same time.

So far, he has become an ordinary human.

He has no cultivation at all, and his physical strength is also ordinary.

Of course, even if the physical strength is sealed, Meng Fan's physical strength is extremely amazing. Compared with other humans, Meng Fan's physical body can be regarded as the most perfect one.

Apart from other things, he still has innate divine power.

However, this so-called innate divine power is ultimately in the category of mortals, at most it is the level of being able to lift a tripod.

Well, it is no problem for one person to fight against more than a dozen people.

However, it seems to be meaningless.

Any cultivator who comes to the first level of Qi training can easily crush Meng Fan to death.

"The first step of becoming a mortal is done." Meng Fan walked out of the cave and became a pure mortal at this moment.

This feeling is a bit strange and a bit long-lasting.

The feeling of becoming a mortal does not have the positive emotions of being reborn, on the contrary, there are only endless negative emotions and no sense of security.

He was not a mortal, and his thoughts were not mortal's. Now he forced himself to become a mortal, and it was impossible for him to get used to it.

Completely uncomfortable, uncomfortable!

It's like a man suddenly becomes a woman, this feeling is not good. Of course, the men who want to become women are exceptions, their thoughts are abnormal.

And Meng Fan never thought of turning himself into a mortal!

How can mortals have the fragrance of cultivators?

Accustomed to powerful power, once lost, this feeling is difficult for anyone to get used to.

"Meng Shizhu, how does it feel to return to being a mortal?" The old monk was talking about something else, and his emotional intelligence was really a bit low.

How to say it, he didn't become a mortal back then, so he was indeed a little curious about the feeling of becoming a mortal.

"It feels... not good." Meng Fan left the cave and walked towards the mountain village.

Becoming a mortal sounds troublesome, but it is actually simple to do, just live like a mortal.

And now Meng Fan doesn't regard himself as a mortal, he has indeed become a mortal, there is no doubt about this.

Before the seal of cultivation, the place could be reached in the blink of an eye, but this time Meng Fan walked for two hours.

He walked from noon to dusk!

When Meng Fan walked into the mountain village, his dress was out of tune with the village name, so people who saw him looked at him with vigilance.

The mountain village was not big, with only a dozen families, and they made a living by hunting and farming on weekdays.

It was drier than in previous years, so the harvest was not good.

"Young man, what are you doing in our Osmanthus Village?" After Meng Fan entered the village, most people looked at him vigilantly until an old man came out and asked Meng Fan.

The old man's surname was Yang, and he was the village chief of this Osmanthus Village.

After Meng Fan's cultivation, his appearance was basically permanent, and he always maintained the appearance of 18 years old.

It was normal for the old village chief Yang to call him a young man.

"Old man, I met bandits in another place, lost my family, and have been running for my life. I was in a panic and saw that there were people here, so I came here and hoped to ask for a drink of water." Meng Fan bowed to the old village chief Yang and said very politely.

He regarded this Guihua Village as the beginning of his transformation into a mortal. As for how to go in the future, he himself did not know, and could only take one step at a time.

He did not know what success in transformation would be, and the old monk did not know either.

He could only pursue a natural outcome!

"Met bandits? But are they bandits from Qingliang Mountain?" asked the old village chief Yang nervously.

Bandits from Qingliang Mountain?

Meng Fan had no idea whether it was bandits from Qingliang Mountain or bandits from Reliang Mountain. It was all made up.

Hearing the old village chief Yang mention it on his own initiative, he naturally agreed.

"I don't know where these bandits are from, but I guess they should be them." Meng Fan nodded.

When the old village chief Yang heard Meng Fan's acquiescence, he turned around and looked at a middle-aged man behind him.

Because he was facing away from Meng Fan at this time, Meng Fan did not see that the old man's face was a little strange.

At this moment, Meng Fan was just an ordinary mortal, without any cultivation and spiritual awareness, so naturally he could not see the other person's expression from his back.

If he saw the expression of the old man, he would probably turn around and leave.

Because this expression was very strange and weird, or to put it bluntly, it revealed a dangerous aura.

Meng Fan chose this village as the beginning of his transformation into a mortal, simply because there would basically be no cultivators passing by here, and if he wanted to transform into a mortal, he naturally had to stay away from cultivators.

Because it has been too long since I last saw him...

I should consider the folk customs of this village, or at least consider whether the villagers in this village are good or evil.

"Young man, it's getting late. Since you are escaping, you can stay here tonight. Someone from the village will go to the city to sell goods tomorrow. You can follow them to the city then."

In this way, the old village chief arranged a place for Meng Fan to stay and arranged food and drink.

Before, Meng Fan, who was a cultivator, naturally did not need food and drink, but now he has sealed himself from head to toe and become a complete mortal. He was really hungry after not eating for a day.

Just when he was eating the food sent by Guihua Village, he fell on the shabby dining table halfway through and fainted.

This food was drugged!

The person appointed by the dignified Lord of the Shushan Sword Pavilion, the disciple of the Dragon King, the Fire Dragon King of the Dragon Clan...

So he was drugged by the "loyal, honest, unpretentious" mortal villagers, unable to take care of himself, and his life or death was unknown.

At this time, even the most ordinary woman or a weak scholar could easily stab Meng Fan to death.

This is a real stabbing to death, not a way to lift the seal.

Just die, there is no room for it!

This is also the reason why Lin Jinghong did not support Meng Fan's transformation into a mortal before. The so-called transformation sounds like he is just a mortal for a period of time.

But the danger involved is simply unpredictable.

Even someone as strong as Meng Fan got into trouble on the first day he became a mortal.

At this moment, the old monk in Meng Fan's mind was extremely anxious and called over and over again in Meng Fan's mind, but Meng Fan couldn't give any response and was so dizzy.

"It's broken. Is it because Hua Fan is too dangerous, or because I overestimate this Meng Donor too much."

Meng Fan, who used to be a monk, could be said to kill gods when he stood in the way of gods, and killed Buddhas when he stood in the way of Buddha. This gave the old monk the illusion that Meng Fan was too invincible, as if nothing in this world could embarrass Meng Fan.

Even the most dangerous situation can be turned into a blessing.

But the premise of all this is based on Meng Fan's perspective as a monk.

Now that Meng Fan has become a mortal, it is simply...

You have to pick your feet!