There was silence in the house, as if the sound of the embroidery needle falling off could be heard.

When Meng Fan touched the mysterious iron roll, he kept picking up until now. Fatty Wang was curious and wanted to go forward to ask.

He held his forward rushing position with his hands. It was Chen Mazi and Chen Shusheng who had not made a sound for a long time. At this time, he had a serious expression and shook his head to signal Fatty Wang not to act rashly.

Meng Fanze was completely unaware of what was happening outside and looked quietly in the distance.

I saw myself floating in the air above a sea of ​​blood, with white bones in the distance, and a sea of ​​blood tumbling, and a blood-red spear floating in the sky, as if connected to this vast sea of ​​blood.

"My king, I'm finally waiting for you, hahaha..." An old figure emerged from the sea of ​​blood. It was an old man with red hair. He looked even more evil, unlike that kind and kind old god.

"Are you?" Meng Fan asked in confusion.

Such strange things have never happened in his mind. He only heard his father mention in legend that only the magical weapons and weapons bred by heaven and earth will give birth to the spirit of the weapon at the same time.

This weapon spirit is also divided into three levels. Heaven and earth are nurtured into innate, artificial forging and injected into acquired spirit. Acquired weapon spirit is divided into bone spirit and main spirit.

Bone spirit is the most evil way to practice: peel off the living soul from the body, use secret methods to seal it and cast magic tools, so that the two can be merged. Because the dead are resentful, the user will often cause the user to enter the body to cause backlash. Only those who practice evil skills can resist it, or those who are new and pure, but the second person cannot exert their true strength.

Another type of main spirit: voluntarily sacrifices your soul to magic weapons to achieve its power - the most famous in history is Gan Jiang Mo Xie

Generally, these types are not recognized by monks, which is contrary to ethics.

A true practitioner of Taoism respects absolute strength and uses himself as a weapon.

The real strong man swept across the cavalry of thousands of troops with his plants and trees, and was invincible.

"My king, I am a divine weapon born from heaven and earth, tempered under the Haotian. Shura Tianzheng, maybe you have forgotten your previous life, but in this life I am willing to continue to resign with you on the battlefield." The red-haired old man knelt on one knee and said slowly.

"What, the birth of heaven and earth? King? Previous life?" Meng Fan was confused. He knew that he did not belong to this plane. He had a previous life in time, but he could not have such a magic weapon. This was far beyond his understanding. Because a real magic weapon of heaven and earth can not be measured by multiples of difficulty. Even the Heavenly Venerable in the Martial Realm of the plane he used to have, let alone him

This kind of a fledgling brat.

Confused, extremely confused, "I'm stepping on shit? Is it impossible?" Meng Fan shook his head, looked at the blood-bing red battle gun in the distance in disbelief, and then looked at the old man beside him.

"That's right, it's true. It's indeed the treasure of heaven and earth. It is an innate artifact that can mobilize the power contained in the magic weapon. Only a perfectly matched innate artifact can do this." Meng Fan thought and continued to say

"My past life? Do you know who I am?"

"The secret of heaven cannot be revealed. In the near future, master, you will know who you are. The time has not yet come, and the old slave cannot say that this is destiny!" The red-haired old man shook his head and did not dare to explain more.

"Okay" Meng Fan was helpless, so he could only do this first. If you solve the problem in the future, you should go out first. Now he has no time to talk nonsense here. He needs to gain strength and return to his hometown to save his tribe.

"Senior, can you tell me how to get out?" Meng Fan asked and looked at the red-haired old man.

"My king, you are really a traitor. Just call the old minister Rakshasa. If the master wants to leave this place, you just need to silently recite "Basa Demon" in your heart."

"Basa Demon" Meng Fan thought and his eyes slowly opened. He saw Fatty Wang and Chen Mazi staring at him quietly like stone sculptures.

Meng Fan couldn't help but shivered in his heart, "What's wrong with these two people? Being possessed by evil spirits?"

"Hey, what are you doing?" Meng Fan asked in confusion.

"What are you asking us? What are we still asking you? Look at when is it?" Fatty Wang pointed to the sky outside.

At this time, the sky was sunset and dusk, and the afterglow of the sunset shone on the entire "Zangjian Pavilion". Under the leisurely light, the entire Zangjian Pavilion is like a classical tower, elegant and solemn, showing the ancient charm.

"Have you recognized your master?" Fatty Wang patted Meng Fan on his shoulder and looked at him with evil intentions.

In fact, Fatty Wang is extremely happy now, because his brother just took a treasure in vain, and he didn't have to pay for it himself, and he felt "Good, good, good! Very good!"

Meng Fan nodded slightly

"Since the destined person has been found, what do you need?" Chen Mazi said to the two of them laughing and fighting.

"emmm.....So since my brothers have found what they want, then let's go here today and come back next time." Fatty Wang pretended to be at a loss.

Chen Mazi was so angry when she saw this! "Although you didn't take this treasure, it's all right?

It was our pawn shop that cut the meat, so why are there such shameless people?”

But he couldn't say it, as the old saying goes: The customer is our grandfather, can't he do it yet?!!

In this way, Chen Mazi led the two masters out of the Zangjian Pavilion

At the door of "Xinqing Pawnshop", the two of them climbed the donkey one after another, and happily disappeared.

"Is things done?"

"Yes, master, I have handed over the things to that young man as planned!" At this time, a figure slowly walked out from behind Chen Mazi.

"Okay" After saying that, the man disappeared into this quiet night.

On the way home, the two talked about the iron stick that looked unpretentious

"Mengfan, what kind of thing do you think it is? It looks like a broken iron stick?" Fatty Wang asked in confusion to Mengfan behind him who was quietly looking at the night sky.

"I don't know either. Anyway, it's an old man with red beard, named Rakshasa, and then I inexplicably recognized me as my master," Meng Fan murmured.

He knew in his heart that the fewer people knew about this, the better, because this iron stick was an innate artifact. Now he did not have the strength to protect such artifacts. If some powerful people knew that they had such a treasure in their hands, he would not know how to die.

But Fatty Wang is different because they are good brothers. If Fatty Wang hadn't been, he might have been dead, not to mention that he still possesses such a magic weapon.

"So cool? Then we must keep this matter confidential. This is really a treasure. Don't let the third person know, otherwise there will be a disaster for death. Do you understand?" Fatty Wang reminded.

Hearing this, Mengfan's heart suddenly felt warm and warm. Since he came to this world, he has been wary of everything. But he now has a real brother, a brother who has saved his brother and has been thinking about him everywhere. He has not wanted to open his heart like this for a long time.

At this moment, a warm tears flowed out from the corner of his eyes

"Mengfan, what's wrong with you? Why don't you talk?" Fatty Wang was puzzled and wanted to look at the back.

"There are no eyes coming into the sand." Why did Meng Fan wipe away the tears? He pretended to be calm.

"Okay, let's go home, hahaha, I smiled proudly, I smiled proudly..." Fatty Wang hummed happily and stepped on the accelerator. The little donkey moved forward as if he was injected with chicken blood.

"Okay, let's go home." Meng Fan responded with a happy smile.

(Second update, thank you for your support)
Chapter completed!