Chapter 871 Return to Sword Pavilion

After all, there is no possibility of becoming friends.

If they are destined not to be friends, they must be enemies, especially if they have done something to him.

Although he was killed by Fuxi Sword, Meng Fan will never forget this.

Thinking of this, Meng Fan is really a bit of a headache. After all, the gap between him and Di Feitian is still too big, and there is simply no comparison.

He needs to improve his strength as soon as possible.

Fortunately, he has the trump card of Jiang Chen, so he doesn't feel desperate when facing Di Feitian.

It's a pity that Jiang Chen's trump card can't be used easily. Thinking of Jiang Chen, Meng Fan thought of the more than 100 immortal corpses in the Tower of Reverse Scales.

It seems that he has to speed up the speed of refining these immortal corpses with the Ying family's corpse refining technique.

If these more than 100 immortal zombies are refined, then once this army of immortal corpses is dispatched, it can be regarded as a trump card that is not weaker than Jiang Chen, and the restrictions are not as great as Jiang Chen.

His own cultivation needs to be improved, and the Ying family's corpse refining technique also needs to be accelerated. Meng Fan felt that he was a bit overwhelmed for a while.

If there was no reminder from the remnant spirit of the demon god, he really couldn't help wanting to practice the Three Life Origin Sutra of the master.

"I still have some things to deal with in the Water Demon Sect, so I'll send you back to the Shushan Sword Sect first." The old master said to Meng Fan.

"Okay, thank you, master." Meng Fan naturally wouldn't object, and he didn't bother to ask the master what else he had to do in the Water Demon Sect.

He was indeed a little tired and wanted to return to the Shushan Sword Sect as soon as possible.

The Shushan Sword Sect was his home, and he could only feel rested when he returned home.

The old master took out a teleportation talisman, activated the talisman paper, and covered Meng Fan and the other two.

The next second, the figures of Meng Fan, Hong Qi, and the old monk disappeared from the Water Demon Sect and returned to the Shushan Sword Sect.

"Finally back." Meng Fan looked at the Sword Pavilion not far away on Shushan Mountain and said in a complicated tone.

Every time he returned to the Shushan Sword Sect from outside, he felt a mixture of emotions, which was an emotion that other Shushan disciples would not have.

Because other Shushan disciples would not be as thrilling as him every time they went down the mountain to train.

It's so exciting.

"Yeah, I'm finally back!" The old monk also sighed.

His emotions were more complicated than Meng Fan's.

This time out, he was truly reborn.

When he left Shushan Sword Sect, he never dreamed that he could reshape his body this time, and it was such a perfect body.

He put his hands together and saluted Meng Fan.

"Mr. Meng, I don't need to thank you for your kindness. I will repay you with my life in the future!" The old monk thanked Meng Fan in a sonorous voice.

This was gratitude from the heart. If it weren't for Meng Fan, he would have been wiped out long ago. At the beginning, Old Lin was ready to beat him to death.

Meng Fan left his soul, and now he has reshaped his body for him.

This kindness is no less than regenerating his parents!

"Your life was originally mine." Meng Fan said calmly, not affected by the old monk's emotions at all, and he was good at destroying emotions.

"Well, that's right." The old monk said with a wry smile.

Risking one's life is what one should do, because if something happens to Meng Fan, his soul will be shattered, even if the contract of rebuilding the body still exists.

So, one should risk one's life to protect Meng Fan?

"Hong Qi, you destroyed your body for me last time in the demon world, and now I finally help you rebuild your body again." Meng Fan ignored the old monk and turned to Hong Qi.

He felt that he owed Hong Qi, and now he finally paid it back.

"Master, Hong Qi is originally a sword spirit, and the last body was also shaped for me by you using the Xuantian Spirit Fruit." Hong Qi said with a smile.

If destroying one's own body can save the master, it is one's honor, and it is what one should do.

Meng Fan shook his head, rubbed the hair on Hong Qi's head, and said softly: "No, you are originally a human, and you became a sword spirit because of the bad guys."

Thinking of the person who persecuted Hong Qi to become a sword spirit, his eyes turned cold.

"Before, I wanted you to take revenge yourself, but your cultivation level had not yet improved, and you encountered that kind of thing in the demon world, so your enemy lived so long.

He should have died a long time ago, and he should not live a day longer.

If you are willing, I will take you to kill him now and grind him to ashes.

If you want to take revenge yourself, then I will not force you. I will help you improve your cultivation level as soon as possible, and then you can take revenge yourself."

Meng Fan looked at Hong Qi and gave Hong Qi the opportunity to choose.

Hong Qi did not hesitate at all and said decisively: "I want to take revenge myself, so let Ye Qingxuan, that bastard, live a few more days."

Hearing this, Meng Fan nodded, respecting Hong Qi's own opinion, and did not force Hong Qi to stand up for her.

Now Hong Qi's body was formed from the Samsara Spring. Yue Ji also said that it is an innate spiritual body, and the speed of cultivation will definitely not be slow, especially with her help.

"Okay, then wait for you!" Meng Fan said with a smile.

"Old monk, do you want to go back to the Vajra Temple?" He turned to look at the old monk.

Before, the old monk had not rebuilt his body, so he could only live in his mind and could not leave him too far. Now that he has his own body, he can leave him and go back to the Vajra Temple.

The old monk shook his head and said with a sigh: "The past is like a passing cloud. In my previous life, I was a member of the Vajra Temple. Now I have cut off my future and have no relationship with the Vajra Temple. There is no need to go back."

"But you will eventually practice Buddhism. It is impossible for you to be a sword cultivator in Shushan Sword Sect." Meng Fan frowned and said.

From Meng Fan's point of view, he did not support the old monk to enter Shushan in this life and become a Shushan sword cultivator.

The old monk smiled and said, "Meng Shizhu, you worry too much. The skills of Vajra Temple are all in my mind. Even if I practice Buddhism again, I don't need to go back to Vajra Temple. All the foundation is there. It's just walking the old road again. It's easy."

"Okay, you can do it yourself." Meng Fan did not make any more suggestions.

In this life, the old monk did not want to have anything to do with Vajra Temple. He respected the old monk's ideas.

"You have just reshaped your body, and you don't need to think about anything else. In the next period of time, just practice in the sword pavilion and strive to improve your cultivation level." Meng Fan said to the two.

Although the two look like mortals, the strength of their souls is not mortals, especially the old monk, whose soul strength is amazing.

Even though his current body is that of a mortal, if he encounters a cultivator at the Yuanshen realm, he will probably be able to kill him.

Meng Fan took the two back to the Sword Pavilion.

The one who greeted them was naturally Senior Brother Luo.

Senior Brother Luo naturally knew Hong Qi, but it was the first time he had seen the old monk.

"Pavilion Master, who is this?" Senior Brother Luo looked at the old monk and asked curiously.