"It's you, haven't you broken through to the middle stage of transcending truth yet?" Ning Fan saw that it was Wang Meng, and couldn't help but smile as he recalled memories from a hundred years ago.

Wang Meng was in high spirits! The master of Immortal Lord actually smiled at him. What a great honor! Alas, he lost his master. It took his master a hundred years to break through to the Immortal Lord, but he had not reached the middle stage of cultivation from the early stage of enlightenment in a hundred years.

He...he is not worthy of being a slave to his master!

"The villain deserves to die. The villain is guilty. The villain clearly tried his best, but lacked qualifications. He has yet to step onto the real bridge in the middle stage of crossing the truth..." Wang Meng said with shame.

"A hundred years is not enough time for an ordinary person to break through to the first level of transcendence. I remember that you are an eight-pole warrior, and your qualifications are not bad. All you need is experience."

After a pause, Ning Fan pondered for a while and then said.

"Speaking of which, there is no enmity between you and me. When you provoked me, I planted a taboo on you and took you as a slave. A hundred years have passed. Now I give you your freedom and give you a good fortune, which finally puts an end to this.

A matter of cause and effect.”

As soon as Ning Fan said this, Wang Meng was shocked and turned pale. He knelt down and kowtowed violently.

"Please master, don't abandon me! I am willing to practice hard and serve my master all my life. Did I do something wrong that made my master angry? I am willing to change! I can change anything!"

Wang Meng, who had been practicing Taoism for many years, felt a rare panic in his heart.

During the hundred years when Ning Fan was away, because he was Ning Fan's slave, he was treated well by the Luo family and used to make tiger skins. He got a lot of benefits. In his heart, he was really grateful for Ning Fan's kindness.

Occasionally when meditating, I would think of Ning Fan, my cheap master, and pray a few words for his safety.

It was so easy to wait for the master to come back...but the master didn't want him anymore!

Although he could clearly gain freedom, Wang Meng didn't feel happy, but felt a little uncomfortable. He couldn't tell whether he was greedy for Ning Fan's reputation as an eternal immortal, or whether he missed the days of being beaten by Ning Fan every day, or whether he was...

If you are addicted to being a slave, will you not want to be free?

"If you can live with your spine straight, don't bend your knees. You are still addicted to being a slave..."

Ning Fan sighed slightly, flicked his sleeves, and released Wang Meng's mental restraint. Then he pointed a finger at the center of Wang Meng's eyebrows. Wang Meng's eyes were blank for a while, and there was a sharp pain in the sea of ​​​​consciousness. One scene after another appeared in front of his eyes, which seemed to contain everything.

Countless enlightenments…

That is part of the Tao enlightenment that Ning Fan has realized since he started practicing Taoism. If Wang Meng can understand it, it should be enough to break through to the middle stage of transcending the truth, but it will only be sooner or later.

"In this way, you and I are masters and slaves, and the relationship between cause and effect is connected. Go and retreat to absorb these insights."

Ning Fan waved his hand and walked past Wang Meng.

For a moment, Wang Meng actually felt sad, as if Ning Fan had left and he and Ning Fan would no longer have anything to do with each other. It was just like what Ning Fan said, cause and effect.

The white-haired Wang Meng, at this moment, felt like an old servant who had been loyal for many years, feeling sour. He felt reluctant to let go...

"In the future, stay in the Luo family with peace of mind. You are the guest of the Luo family. Of course, if you are willing, you can join the Qianqiu Sect. In this way, although you and I are not masters and servants, if we have the opportunity in the future, we can still

Let me give you some pointers."

Ning Fan said with profound meaning. He is serious this time and is really ready to develop the Qianqiu Sect.

Be it Du Zhen or Immortal King, they would spare no effort to recruit anyone who could be brought into the Qianqiu Sect.

Wang Meng's eyes suddenly lit up, and his heart was filled with sadness.

"Can I still join the Qianqiu Sect? Yes, if I join the Qianqiu Sect, I can also contribute to my master's dominance of Dongtian!"

That’s it!

Even though Ning Fan was used to being expressionless, he almost failed at this moment.

Dominate Dongtian? When did he come with such a plan? Wang Meng actually wanted to assist him in dominating Dongtian. This old boy has great ambitions...

Dominate the Eastern Sky, huh, speaking of it, it would be interesting if it really happened one day.

The one who can dominate Dongtian is the Ancestral Emperor of Dongtian...

Ning Fan was slightly distracted, walking along the winding path in the mountain, and suddenly saw Luo Xuan under a bodhi tree.

Luo Xuan was leaning under the tree, holding a shabby white cloth, as if she was in a trance. When she saw Ning Fan coming, she woke up slightly and hurriedly put away the white cloth and saluted.

"Luo Xuan of the Luo family, meet Mr. Yu."

There was nothing wrong with Yingying's gift, but there was an indescribable feeling of unfamiliarity. There was a certain degree of deliberateness in the unfamiliarity. It seemed that her original intention was not to be unfamiliar, but she just didn't dare to reach out...

"That white cloth..." As soon as Ning Fan asked, Luo Xuan immediately blushed and explained hurriedly,

"That's something left by an old friend of mine. It's nothing special..."

It's not anything special, yet you keep it like a treasure? This lie has no technical content...

With Ning Fan's sharp eyesight, Luo Xuan didn't show any expression, everything fell into his eyes. He also had the ability to whisper, and he could see through Luo Xuan's heart in an instant.

That was the white cloth on his clothes. It was the rag left behind when the golden light hit Tianhaixing when he first came to Tianhaixing...

A piece of rag, but this woman has kept it to this day. How could Ning Fan not see the affection in it?

Unfortunately, Ning Fan's feelings for Luo Xuan are only slightly favorable at best...

"Let's talk with me. In this huge Luo family, there is no one who can tell the truth now." Ning Fan looked at the Broken Halberd Peak with the same scenery as before, and sighed slightly.

"It's late, I don't dare..." Luo Xuan immediately refused nervously, and her heart was confused at the moment Ning Fan opened his mouth to invite her.

"Don't you dare? Forget it..." Ning Fan sighed again and walked past Luo Xuan. Sure enough, things are different and people are different...

Luo Xuan's eyes suddenly turned red.

Obviously I want to talk to Yujun, but why...why don't I dare to face my heart...

"Wait!" Luo Xuan took a deep breath, seeming to have regained some of Miss Luo Jiaxuan's pride.

"Huh?" Ning Fan paused and looked at Luo Xuan in surprise.
Chapter completed!