Chapter 1303

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Meng fan hesitated for a moment. Finally, she reacted. She looked at Bai shui'er with a shocked face and said in silence,

"does she regard me as a love enemy?"

"Yes

Bai shui'er nodded and said helplessly,

"when I found out, I kept a certain distance from her, and then because I left Bai's house, I didn't get entangled with her again. Before that, she asked me to say something. I refused, so she hated you and thought it was you who took me away

A word out, immediately let Meng fan small face on the look become incomparably wonderful.

If the three emperor clans crush him, Meng fan will also recognize it. After all, he killed the people of the God family in the Western Heaven, and the trees show up in the forest, and the wind will destroy them. Several big families do not allow Meng fan to achieve holiness.

If there is a king's soul, Ke Zun is in the rear, Meng fan will recognize him. He is the apprentice of the old madman, and the master's gratitude and resentment should be paid back naturally.

But out of thin air more than a love enemy, and still a vein of real peerless Tianjiao, the ultimate strength of terror, the most important thing is to return NIMA... Is a woman!

This feeling is even more strange than a meteorite falling from the sky and hitting his head. It's really hard for Meng fan to bear. He patted his head and muttered,

"now I think it's a wrong choice for me to come to the middle ancient region..."

"ha ha!"

When Tiandu smiles, he immediately looks at Meng fan and says, "it's really possible to have such a choice. It's not too late now. Meng fan, if you don't want to set foot in the Imperial Palace, I can keep you safe in the temple. Even you can practice here. As long as I'm here, it will be extremely safe here!"

There is no doubt that there is a deity like Tiandu, which is enough to help Meng fan resist too many troubles. Unconsciously, it is a cozy home.

Meng fan's eyes flashed, and Meng fan was silent for a moment and bowed his hand.

"thank you very much, but I will certainly step into the imperial palace. This matter will not change, even if I already know that the future is unpredictable!"

This time, I don't look back on the mountains and rivers. This time, I'm free to swim!

This is what Meng Fan said when he left sifangyu at the beginning. After many years, that young Wuzhen boy has never changed. He knows to die, but some things have to be chosen.

Not to become a God, not for fame and wealth, only to be able to touch your fingertips again in this world of mortals, sister!

The Imperial Palace, the land of ten thousand yuan, was once said by Bai Rong that day that it was mysterious. However, all the gods could only walk 30% of the way. Such a place was also the only source of Meng fan's search for a soul reunion in these years.

Therefore, Meng fan has to go to this line of business. He has to break into this barrier.

Looking at Meng fan's eyes, the sky was stunned, and finally sighed,

"it's up to you to practice here. Although it's simple here, some places are good enough to help you stabilize your cultivation. As for Meng fan, I'll take you to another place...

the voice falls Next, at the same time, the sky trembles and the array appears.

Around this hall, there is a great array of heaven and earth. The majestic atmosphere of the great famine comes and rushes into everyone's body madly, which makes everyone in the whole field feel excited.

It can be imagined that this sacred living place has been built by the old Tiandu for a long time. The space it contains absorbs heaven and earth. The cultivation here is 100 times and 1000 times better than that of the outside world. That kind of huge amount of waste gas has gathered and even condensed into liquid.

Such a place can not help but let Baishui ER and Cao Qiushui look excited, even among the imperial family, this kind of place is absolutely rare, belongs to the excellent heaven and earth, with this kind of help, it is enough to let them have the best environment, waiting for the opening of the imperial palace.

However, Meng fan, the holy land of cultivation, did not stay much. Instead, he was led by the old man Tiandu and went straight to the back hall. Among them, Meng fan's mouth twitches after passing through the layers of big array. The defense here is incomparably tight and the space is confined.

Once it is touched, it will be enough to smash a quasi God's life before the old man of Tiandu moves forward, and the suppression of heaven and earth will be enough to crush a quasi God.

There is no doubt that this is the most important thing. Only then can the old man of Tiandu be so defensive.

After passing through the layers of palaces, what fell into Meng fan's eyes was that he saw a passage. Along the way, he found that there was a main hall sealed in it. The outside world doesn't look any different. The whole hall is made of ancient bronze, covered with dust.

After Meng fan walked in, he was shocked, because this is not an ordinary hall, but a... Hall!

At a glance, there are several statues around it, each of which is lifelike, depicting a figure with his memorial tablet in front. After stepping here, a sigh appeared on the face of Tiandu old man,"This is the memorial tablet of my old samsara hall brothers after their death. I stand here one by one, and I will be here every year to accompany them... To talk!"

At the same time, Tiandu old man, step by step, stops under each spiritual position.

"It's a pity that many of them don't even have skeletons. Once there was a war in ancient times, I didn't know how many brothers died, and in the end, they couldn't even get the bones. So I had to build a tomb for them here, hoping to return to their souls and get a peace.."

in a word, Meng fan was silent.

He has personally experienced the northern turmoil and the shenhuangyu war. He has seen the scene that there are thousands of miles of grief and a lot of corpses. In that war, there were countless brothers who died. It was so tragic that the words of old Tiandu could fully arouse Meng fan's sympathy.

Step by step, without a step, Meng fan's look of solemnity was to show respect for one of the tablets.

Over the years, Meng fan swept through the eight wastelands. How proud he was. But now he is like a child. He is very sincere. He clearly understands that after this memorial tablet, he is a hero who once fought with blood.

After a few steps, Meng fan passed the unknown tablet, and finally saw a statue in the middle of it. It was like a middle-aged man, but it was like an emperor with endless solemnity. But after the eyes were opposite, Meng fan's whole body was fixed. His body trembled violently. He stepped out and stared at the statue. At last, only two words were uttered,

"teacher.."

there is no doubt that this statue is the spiritual position of Li xuanhuang, which was erected here by Tiandu old man. But its depiction may be Li xuanhuang a little young, but that kind of breath is exactly the same as it, let Meng fan see at a glance.

"Elder martial brother xuanhuang's spiritual position is also placed here by me, and there is one thing you should not know. Elder martial brother xuanhuang once sent me something here many years ago. It should be left by him. There are also letters he put here. You can see for yourself."

Tiandu old man sighed, and then he retreated silently and left the hall. Only Meng fan was left.

Looking at Li xuanhuang's spiritual position, Meng fan's heart stirred. Walking forward, he found a box with a letter on it in front of the statue of Li xuanhuang.

He reached out his hand and took it out. After looking at the date left on it, Meng fan found that the letter came from the time when he was sentenced to the sea of reincarnation in the first World War.

Open it, Meng fan is found on the top of a row of fonts, flying dragon and Phoenix, extremely domineering.

The old Madman's life is full of strength. Even the words left behind are full of a strange power. After a glance, Meng fan can't help but stare at every word on this letter.

"Younger martial brother Tiandu... Are you ok? This time, I just want you to keep something for me. If someone comes to take it, he will give it to him. This person should be my disciple. Although he has not met my teacher and I have never met his disciple, I am sure that he is my disciple!"

"Ha ha, maybe you don't believe it. I feel that this little guy is very similar to me. He is refining my body of fighting demons. It's very good. I have never seen such a little guy for many years. It's not only hard work, but also a kind of arrogance in his bones. I think it's just like me!"

"Descendants? Once I didn't know what kind of feeling it was, but now I find that this kind of feeling is really good. Looking at his growth, his progress and his pride, I feel extra happy.

His arrogance is even more powerful than me. In the first World War, yongshengmen actually entered their base camp. Haha.. although I was annoyed by his recklessness, I was really happy. Although I could not tell him, I threw him into exile without his knowledge, hoping that he could grow up again.. "

" but I was worried about that feeling Since I want to see him progress, a boy becomes a man, but I don't want him to be hurt... This is my disciple. I'm proud to see his breakthrough than I was in those years... "

" I really hope that he can surpass me, younger martial brother Tiandu, and keep this thing for you. My disciple will come here one day, and then it will be Give it to him. If I'm not here at that time, help me take care of him. Don't let anyone hurt him. Hehe, it's a woman here, because I really want to know what my disciple Meng fan looked like at that time, good or bad? "

...

rows of fonts fell into the eyes of Meng fan, and he could not help but let Meng fan read them carefully. The whole person was completely infatuated, staring at the handwriting on it.

Many years of life and death, the strong crush, no one has taken care of Meng fan, I do not know how many people want his life, really give Meng fan's family general warmth, one is Ruoshui Yi, the other is an old madman.

When he followed the old madman to practice in the black dragon cliff, the latter was like an old man who taught him and punished him. He was full of infinite dignity and never had a soft word.Now it was Meng fan who saw the real idea of the old madman, and what he had done step by step. Even at that time, he left this place in the Imperial Palace and handed it to the old Tiandu.

The imperial family crushed and killed endlessly. Meng fan had only one person to bear it, and never had any retreat.

But this moment, under the statue of the old madman, made Meng fan's heart tremble, like a child. His eyes were sour, and he felt that his tears seemed to be coming down.

In Meng fan's eyes, there is an old Madman's dignity, his fist of beating Meng fan, and his smile of death...

My disciple's name is Meng fan..

holding this letter, Meng fan raised his head and tried to hold back his tears, but a drop of crystal clear tears fell down and fell on the letter,

"teacher..."

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