Chapter 155 Taoist

"Don't waste your strength. If you are not a master of the dragon realm, you can't remove the injury of ruthless Qionghua at all."

When Duan Fan was depressed, Meng Ningxue's cold voice came to his ear.

"Well, how do you know that people in the dragon realm have to take action to clear it?" Duan Fan frowned deeply and looked very ugly.

It's not a problem to ask for help from the master of Hualongjing. Duan Fan believes that Meng Hongchen will definitely help him remove the injury of the ruthless Qionghua.

It's just that it's thousands of miles away from Kuntong Mountain, and you can't go back for a while.

And Dantai Mingxuan and others are also a trouble. If they touch them, Duan Fan, who is injured, will have only one way to die.

"Not bad." Meng Ningxue nodded, and a trace of glee flashed in the depths of her eyes, but then turned her head and looked at a sunken place on the stone platform opposite her.

Duan Fan also followed Meng Ningxue's eyes and looked at the stone platform.

Except for the stone platform in front of us, everything else in this space is pink, and even the air is filled with faint pink smoke. If there is a way out, you have to find it from this stone platform.

After half an hour of recovery, Duan Fan's body has basically been able to move freely. He stood up and slowly came to the side of the stone platform.

When he saw clearly that the depression on the stone platform was very similar to the token given by Meng Hongchen, Duan Fan did not hesitate to take out the token from the storage ring and slowly put it into the depression of the stone platform.

However, as soon as the token was put into the depression of the stone platform, there was a loud laugh in the air.

"Ha, it's been 3,000 years, and someone finally came here with my token, hahahaha!"

As the sound fell, an energy-formed figure slowly appeared above the stone platform. This figure is very light, and you will know at a glance that it is not a human being, but a group of genshen.

After Duan Fan and Meng Ningxue saw this person for the first time, they couldn't help taking a step back and looked at the figure above the stone platform with a wary look.

Although Duan Fan can't see the cultivation before his life, he can be sure that this person is absolutely above the realm of refining the gods, because only those who practice the realm of the gods can cultivate the yuan god.

Duan Fan had been with Xuanyuan Zhantian for a period of time before. He knew that Xuanyuan Zhantian's cultivation had reached the sky, but he could not feel the strength of Xuanyuan Zhantian.

If Xuanyuan Zhantian gives Duan Fan the feeling that he is an ordinary old man, then the figure of the Yuanshen in front of him is a man in his prime, strong and powerful, giving people a feeling of incomparable danger.

Of course, it can't be said that Xuanyuan Zhantian's strength is not as good as that of Zhao Xiuren, but Xuanyuan Zhantian has returned to the original and can restrain his breath.

Even if Meng Ningxue has the cultivation of the ninth level of life-taking, she has to look at the figure on the stone platform solemnly at this time, and she dares not act rashly for a while.

It seemed that the man finally laughed enough before he looked at Duan Fan and Meng Ningxue, and his eyes were full of joking smiles.

"Tut, it's good, it's good, it's actually two little kids."

"Hey, this girl is really beautiful. Wow, I didn't expect you to have such a high cultivation talent. It's really rare and rare!"

The figure of the yuan god on the stone platform looked at Meng Ningxue, with ** in his eyes, which was like an old man who had been imprisoned for decades. As soon as he came out, he saw a peerless beauty, and the corners of his mouth flowed out, and his appearance was extremely ugly.

Meng Ningxue looked at the figure of Shitai with disgust and unconsciously moved behind Duan Fan.

Meng Ningxue's move, the man seemed to focus on Duan Fan's body and observed Duan Fan. In an instant, his face was full of incredible color. The boss stared at him seemed to see Duan Fan like a ghost.

After a long time, the man simply spit out a few words from his mouth. Chaos Holy Body, I didn't expect to see a little guy with a chaotic Holy Body in my life.

After saying that, the man laughed again. There was joy, sadness, relief in the laughter... There were so many that people didn't know what he meant in his laughter.

Duan Fan's face was very ugly, and he was not surprised to see the chaotic holy body at a glance by the people in front of him. The problem now is that he doesn't know whether the person with only the yuan god in front of him is an enemy or a friend. If he is a friend, it's a good idea. If it's an enemy, it's another big trouble.

After a cup of tea, the man seemed to vent all his emotions, and his face was piled with obscene smiles, which made people feel disgust at a glance.

"Hey hey, two little children, since you can come here, that's my predestined people. Are you ready to inherit my Taoism?"

"Well, wait a minute, what is the inheritance of Taoism? What do you mean by this, and where is this?"

Duan Fan was a little confused. The man in front of him was crazy and didn't look like a good person. Now he talked about inheritance, which made Duan Fan a little uneasy for a while.

"Hey, of course, it's inheriting the Taoism of my Taoist monks. Didn't you come here with great pains to get my Taoism?"

The Taoist monk is also a little confused. These two children came here and obviously came to inherit my Taoism. Why do they still pretend to be confused at this time? Oh, I really don't understand today's young people!

"The Taoist monk, Taoist!"

Duan Fan vaguely understood the meaning of Zhao Xiu Taoist, but he was still a little uneasy. Looking at the ** face of Zhao Xiu Taoist, his Taoism must not be very good.

However, for the sake of safety, Duan Fan still asked politely, "Senior Xiu, the younger generation has the courage to ask, what is the Taoism of the senior?"

"Well, why don't you talk so much nonsense? You will understand when you finish inheriting Laozi's Taoism."

Zhao Taoist priest scolded Duan Fan very rudely, and then looked at Meng Ningxue with a squinting face, with ** evil light in his eyes.

"Hey, girl, are you willing to accept my inheritance?"

"I don't want to!"

Meng Ningxue was very straightforward and very direct, and did not give any face to the Taoist monk, so she refused.

"Well!"

The Taoist priest looked at Meng Ningxue's cold and beautiful face, and the corners of his mouth twitched. There was an impulse to spit three liters of blood, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

Who is Zhao Xiu Taoist? He has been a powerful figure for thousands of years. Although few people know his name now, he is also an arrogant figure. Unexpectedly, he was rejected by a small Meng Ningxue. He felt that his face had been humiliated and was very angry.

So the monk was angry!!!

"Hey, it's up to you. Now that you have come here, you must accept my inheritance, otherwise you two won't want to go out for the rest of your life."

What Zhao Xiudao said was full of threat, but he always had an obscene smile on his face, which looked very funny.

Duan Fan frowned and was a little unhappy. Although he had not checked this space, since Zhao Taoist was so sure that he could keep the two of them, he should have that ability.

If there is no problem staying in this space for a month or two, but for a long time, it won't work.

Apart from Duan Fan's practice, he needs a lot of resources. Duan Fan can't let go of Xiangxiang and others alone. Being imprisoned in this damn place, Duan Fan has 100,000 unwillingness.

However, looking at the current situation, it seems that it is impossible not to accept the inheritance of the monks.

At present, Duan Fan said in a low voice, "Senior, don't be angry. Can you allow the younger generation to think about it first and then decide whether to accept the inheritance of the predecessor?"

"Go ahead!"

The Taoist seems to be very confident in his strength. At this time, he is not afraid of Duan Fan's tricks at all, so he directly agreed.

In fact, with the strength of the monks, even if Duan Fan plays tricks, he can't find any storms.

"That..."

Duan Fan approached Meng Ningxue and wanted to ask Meng Ningxue's opinion, but when it came to his mouth, he didn't know what to call Meng Ningxue.

Meng Ningxue felt Duan Fan's approach, and Duan Fan's breath came from her ears. A strange feeling came, which made her ears slightly itchy, and her cheeks showed a faint blush, and a rare trace of shyness.

But soon, Meng Ningxue took a step forward and kept a little distance from Duan Fan, and then whispered, "I have my own Taoism, and I don't need to practice other people's Taoism. As for yourself... you'd better take care of it."

Meng Ningxue rarely said such a long word with other men, but she only felt a little unthinkable, and there seemed to be a strange feeling in her heart.

"That's it!"

Duan Fan thought about it. Although Meng Ningxue was just a few words, Duan Fan knew in his heart that he would not regret what he said with Meng Ningxue's cold and arrogant personality.

As for the inheritance of the Taoist monk... Since Meng Ningxue did not want to inherit, she had to accept the inheritance by herself.

However, Duan Fan is very disapproving. I have the imperial scriptures. You are a little Taoist, and I still don't look at it.

However, in order to stabilize the seemingly crazy monk in front of him, Duan Fan could only reluctantly accept his inheritance.