I'm Really Not A Master Cultivator

Chapter 382

Chapter 382 Yellow Springs Truth

Yes, it’s different!

That’s the truth of Yellow Springs.

A simple sentence sums up the Yellow Springs Road so clearly and so clearly.

“Yellow Springs Road is not easy to walk. There are no young and old on Yellow Springs Road. Looking down on Yellow Springs Road, you can’t see the sun, moon and Star, and you can’t see the earth and dust. , Can’t see relatives and neighbors.”

The words still echoed in her mind.

It’s really hard to walk on Yellow Springs road!

Can’t see Sun Moon Star.

Can’t see the dust of the earth.

Can’t see the Sunshine Continent.

Can’t see relatives and neighbors.

Why!

Thinking of this, Granny Meng took another look at Mo Fan.

At this moment, Mo Fan was looking around curiously. Suddenly, he saw the woman in front of him, and suddenly he was stunned.

He said, “Could this be Granny Meng?”

“Yes, Lord Mo, she is Granny Meng!” By his side, Zhong Kui nodded and said to Mo Fan.

Mo Fan took a breath.

This trip is really worth it!

This time I didn’t pass through in vain!

I even met the legendary Granny Meng!

He thought Granny Meng was an old woman.

As a result, I did not expect to be a peerless beauty!

“It seems that the other version is right!”

Mo Fan thought of something and said.

“Oh? Son, do you know me?”

At this time, in Bridge of Helplessness.

Granny Meng walked towards this side, behind him, the General of the Sea of Blood followed.

She looked at Mo Fan curiously, looked at the latter’s star-like eyes, and wanted to know what the latter was thinking, but she couldn’t see it clearly.

The opponent’s eyes are very clear, without the slightest impurities.

“Is your real name Meng Jiangnu?” Mo Fan thought for a while, looked at Granny Meng, and asked.

When Granny Meng heard this, her heart trembled, raised her head, looked at Mo Fan, and said, “You…you know me?”

“I just heard it too!”

Mo Fan said slowly: “In the old days, after you cried down on the Great Wall, you saw countless corpses under the Great Wall, and you can no longer find your husband’s bones. In order to forget these painful memories, you have made something that can make people forget them. Granny Meng’s Soup. Later, God’s feelings of thinking about your husband will save you from the suffering of Samsara. Let you make Granny Meng’s Soup by the Bridge of Helplessness, so that the ghosts participating in Samsara will forget everything about the previous life.”

Mo Fan’s brain is a Baidu Encyclopedia.

He read this passage directly.

Of course, he didn’t know the truth or not, then he looked at the person concerned and asked curiously: “These are all stories I have heard, and I don’t know the truth or not!”

Granny Meng heard this.

Don’t look at her face being calm.

But the emotions in his heart are extremely restless.

Very excited.

She looked at the youth ahead in disbelief.

Only a few people know about this.

And know that these people are all big identities, big backgrounds.

For example, the Great Emperor Beiyin of Fengdu!

Does the person in front of you really know the Emperor Fengdu Beiyin?

Otherwise, how does he know these things?

“real?”

When Mo Fan saw the other person’s expression, he knew that what he said was probably true!

This made him take a breath of air-conditioning directly.

Unexpectedly, there is such a thing!

“My son, who did you listen to?” At this moment, Granny Meng no longer had the contempt for Mo Fan anymore, and some were just serious. She looked at Mo Fan and asked curiously.

“I heard it too!”

Mo Fan smiled softly and said.

It is said that?

Who said it?

I must have heard from other big guys!

The big guys’ circles are big guys!

Granny Meng’s view of Mo Fan has changed.

When General Blood Sea saw this scene, his heart trembled.

Is the person in front of you really a cultivator?

Is he really pretending to be a mortal?

Did he open the door of the underworld?

At this moment, Mo Fan looked at the blood-haired middle-aged man in front of him.

The blood-haired middle-aged man didn’t know the true identity of Mo Fan, and it seemed that the latter might really be the cultivator, so he greeted him and said, “Under the blood sea, the general!”

“In the next mortal, Mo Fan!”

Mo Fan quickly arched his cupped hands to the middle-aged man in front of him, and said.

He saw the latter had a Calabash on his waist.

“Will this Calabash pretend to be Granny Meng’s Soup?”

Mo Fan asked.

Next to him, Granny Meng looked at Mo Fan in surprise, and asked, “Master Mo, do you know Granny Meng’s Soup?”

“Well! Once you drink Granny Meng’s Soup, you will forget your past and present life!”

Mo Fan nodded.

As soon as this remark came out.

Everyone is looking at senior!

The senior knows this Granny Meng’s Soup very well.

Did the senior drink this Granny Meng’s Soup?

At this moment, an idea suddenly appeared in their minds.

Is it possible that the senior really drank this Granny Meng’s Soup and forgot the past and present? So, the senior doesn’t actually know that he is a cultivator?

But soon, the idea was forgotten.

impossible!

If this is the case, Granny Meng should recognize senior?

fan!

So fascinated!

I only heard Mo Fan continue to speak: “A lifetime of love and hatred, and a lifetime of ups and downs, gains and losses, will be completely forgotten with this bowl of Granny Meng’s Soup!”

“The people you care about in this life, the people you love, and the people you hate will be strangers in the next life!”

“Actually, this bowl of Granny Meng’s Soup is the tears shed by the living people in their lifetime!”

He sighed and said slowly.

“Master Mo, you know Granny Meng’s Soup very well!”

Granny Meng looked at Mo Fan and said.

“Understand a little!”

“I also saw it from Baidu!”

Mo Fan said.

“Baidu?”

Granny Meng was stunned.

“Where is Baidu Sacred?”

She asked curiously.