After returning to the house, Mengtian immediately took Lin Huang into the room, letting him fall asleep first, and then called Mr. Yun out.
Mr. Yun, who had not appeared for a long time, just as he spread out, his powerful soul power swept away, with a trace of explosive power.
"Teacher, your soul power..." Meng Tian was shocked. Old Yun's soul power seemed to have become extremely powerful. It was even more powerful than before.
"Well, I have returned to the peak. Now... it should be the power of the Three Transformation Soul Lord." Old Yun nodded slightly and said.
"When will the teacher recover?" Mengtian asked again.
"Then there is no hurry, now is not the time." Old Yun's brow moved. Obviously he was a little moved, but he suppressed it, and then he smiled faintly.
"Teacher...What happened back then?" Meng Tian looked at Old Yun's heartbeat and suppressed, and couldn't help but ask curiously.
"You should not know some things too early, otherwise they may put pressure on you. When you have a certain strength, I'm telling you."
Old Yun looked at Mengtian for a while, then sighed helplessly and said.
Before Meng Tian could say anything, Mr. Yun waved his hand and said, "The nerve center in this kid's brain has been destroyed, and ordinary repair methods are useless, so... he needs to borrow spiritual medicine."
"Pill? What materials are needed?" Meng Tian asked directly.
"The central restoration liquid, vine green grass, and spiritual jade, only these two are needed, and the rest need to be integrated by mental power." said Mr. Yun.
"Colle it as soon as possible. I will start to use my soul power to help him warm up. If this kid really recovers, it may not be a problem to reach the War Saint in the future." Old Yun shook his head and smiled. The spirit of all earths in the world can be easily
Controls heavy and heavy soil.
Any soil source energy is his good partner. If you encounter opportunities, it is not easy to grow up. As Mr. Yun said, achieving the saint of war is not a dream.
He smiled at Old Yun, and there was no need to speak more between the two masters and apprentices. He immediately turned around and left the room.
Old Yun also let out a breath, looked at the big guy lying flat, and then sat cross-legged with his feet. His illusory body flowed out a trace of transparent and purple-black soul power in the air. Slowly,
It flowed into Lin Huang's brain.
At the beginning, warming up his brain center, which was almost shrinking.
After Mengtian left the room, everyone sitting in the living room immediately turned their eyes to Mengtian. Mengtian smiled at them and suddenly noticed Xiaolong and Mo Ling beside him.
Seeing Mengtian, Xiaolong also smiled and said, "Boss, she is going to join the coffin tomb."
Meng Tian was also slightly stunned. Now, the coffin tomb expanded a lot. The original nine people rose to... twelve.
Shura Mengtian. Shura Weilong. Ghost Fire Night Flame. Cold Moon and Moon Sky, Mad Dragon's Bow Heng. Wood Spirit Fairy Ziying. Flame Female Chen Xian. Golden Phoenix Martial Phoenix. Lingmiao Fairy Lan Man. Lei Fairy Shanmo. Mother.
Tyrannosaurus Imperial Spirit. The Stone Forest Wasteland.
Of course, Mengtian directly obeyed Panshi Linhuang.
"Welcome to you, Mo Ling." Mengtian smiled at her.
Mo Ling smiled faintly when she heard this. Of course, she joined the group because of Xiaolong. As for the reason, no one knew...
He clapped his hands gently, Mengtian now felt that the coffin and tomb were indeed gathered.
"I want to go to the trading area to buy some healing. You can borrow your magic source point first." Meng Tian shook the bracelet in his hand and said.
Without any hesitation, the eight old friends, Ye Yanyue Kong Shanmo, immediately waved their hands, and eight rays of light shot into them. The bracelet in Mengtian's hand was originally five thousand, and suddenly turned into eighty-five thousand.
Chen Xian hesitated for a moment, and waved it, and an extremely dazzling light burst out from the bracelet on his wrist, shooting into Mengtian's wrist.
The bracelet in Mengtian's hand flashed for a moment, and then, the number of words of 795,000... appeared in front of Mengtian.
"Damn..." Meng Tian stared at Chen Xian with wide eyes. Chen Xian saw Meng Tian's shocked look and immediately laughed and said, "Don't be so shocked, it's not in vain for my sister to come in for two years first."
"Thank you." Meng Tian shook the bracelet in his hand and said with a faint smile.
"I'll be friends from now on, so I'll take those words." Chen Xian patted Meng Tian's shoulder generously, and then said with a smile.
Meng Tian smiled slightly, and a ray of light came again, and 795,000 suddenly turned into 1.295,000.
Six hundred thousand, Mo Ling threw it out.
Seeing this, Mengtian smiled slightly at Mo Ling. Obviously, they had all been integrated into one of them.
"Okay, now I'm going to start assigning tasks."
Mengtian looked around and said.
"Now there are more members, so this is the gathering point for our coffin tomb. We are also the core figures of the coffin tomb."
"I want to make it bigger for the first time, try to gather some people with good talent in the courtyard and expand it slowly."
"Chen Xian, there are a few more rooms in the room. You can choose one to take care of it later. Mo Ling, if you don't want to live with Xiaolong, you can also get one by yourself."
"Shan Mo, Lan Man, Zi Ying, Wu Feng. You can find a way to make the coffin and tomb badges. As for what it looks like, it doesn't matter. It means that our coffin and tomb is good.
"Ye Yan, Yue Kong, Mu Heng, Xiao Long, you four are starting to go out to challenge some smaller gangs or other things. In short, you have begun to gather people. Remember, be loyal and don't find fences.
And the kind of person who has a bucket behind his back."
When everyone heard Mengtian's orderly command, they had no objection and nodded immediately and started to act.
Mengtian himself immediately went to the trading area and bought those two things back first.
When I arrived at the trading area very quickly, Meng Tian walked on the noisy road, his eyes kept looking around. Finally, on an extremely inconspicuous stall, he saw a piece of milky white jade and spiritual jade.
Walking up with a step, Mengtian pointed to the white jade and asked, "How much is this jade?"
The stall owner was a young man about twenty-one years old. After looking up at Meng Tian, he said, "Three hundred thousand fantasy source points."
Meng Tian frowned and asked, "Can't you be cheaper?"
The stall owner glanced at Mengtian, yawned and said, "If you want to buy it, buy it, and if you don't buy it, go away."
Seeing this, Mengtian seemed to be a bad-tempered owner. He had no choice but to wave his hand and the bracelet flashed. Three hundred thousand fantasy source points had already entered the stall owner's bracelet.
The stall owner took a look and said, "Take it away by yourself."
Mengtian glanced at him, picked up the Tianhuan Spiritual Jade, then put it into the hollow ring and continued to walk down.
After wandering around for a long time, I finally saw the vine grass in an inconspicuous small stall at the corner. The stall owner who sold it was actually a little girl wearing a ragged dress.
He looked up and down at the little girl strangely. Meng Tian pointed to the vine grass and asked, "How much does this grass cost?"
The little girl's originally closed eyes opened gently, without any emotion in her big eyes. After a cold look at Meng Tian, a pleasant voice came from her mouth: "Two hundred thousand."
Mengtian was too lazy to bargain for this time. The girl in front of him was like a dead person. She would definitely not say much to him, and she would not have stopped a little.
After throwing out the Illusion Source Point, Mengtian put away the vine grass and walked out of the trading area. Just as he was about to go back to his house, a group of people came towards him.
The leader was a young man wearing a light pink shirt. Next to him was Mengtian's old friend, Chen Heng. Among the group, there were more than twenty.
The strongest two-star war king peak. The weakest eight-star war spirit...
Mengtian quickly glanced at her and their strength was directly exposed to Mengtian's soul power.
Soon, more than twenty people surrounded Mengtian directly, and Chen Heng and the man in pink clothes stood directly opposite Mengtian.
"What's the point?" Meng Tian glanced at them and said lightly.
"I said on the spot that one day I will come back to take revenge. Today I will come back. After you get rid of you, I will accept your wife, hahaha." Chen Heng looked at Mengtian arrogantly, hahaha.
Smiling.
"Do you want to die?"
Mengtian hates the woman who others talk about her the most. Her black eyes suddenly became cold, and then a loud voice spit out from her mouth. An unconcealed murderous aura swept directly from around his body.