Land Sword Immortal's Sword Pavilion has guarded the sword for eighty years

Immortals here refer to immortal cultivators, but how many mortals can encounter immortal cultivators in their lifetime?

Cultivation of immortals, the more advanced you practice, the more you will be able to escape from the mortal world.

Whether you are willing to admit it or not, the higher your level of cultivation, the more you think you are out of the ordinary.

Some people may even think that mortals are just like pigs and dogs, not the same kind of people as him.

Therefore, we often hear stories about immortal cultivators slaying demons and demons, but we rarely hear about immortal cultivators saving lives and healing wounds.

"This... strong man, you have indeed come to the wrong place. We are orphans and widowed. We are penniless. You have also seen the environment at home. We have nothing of value.

Moreover, I am already extremely ill and it seems I won’t live for a few more days, so I am not afraid of death.

No matter why you came here, as long as you dare to harm a hair of my Yinyin, I will fight with you desperately, even if I die, I will drag you with me! "

Although the woman could no longer see her eyes, she still stared at Meng Fan with a pair of dead eyes, her tone filled with madness and strength as if she was looking forward to death.

She couldn't see Meng Fan, but she could tell the direction of Meng Fan through the sound, so she "looked" in Meng Fan's direction.

"As long as you leave now and no longer have any ideas about our mother and daughter, I can pretend that nothing happened. Otherwise, I will shout. Although there are not many people in our village, we are very united. I advise you to think If you want to cheat, you should go somewhere else!" Seeing that Meng Fan did not respond to her, the woman spoke again.

These words were actually quite rude, and they completely regarded Meng Fan as a liar.

But Meng Fan didn't feel angry at all.

It's not that I feel sympathy, it's just a sense of helplessness.

It is undeniable and inevitable that he has a condescending and condescending attitude.

Just like on earth, many people at the top will not get angry at the abuse of those at the bottom.

Meng Fan didn't want to admit that he had this mentality, but he couldn't deny it.

Because he is an immortal cultivator, and a monk at the fourth level of the Condensation Pill. This level is not too high among monks, but among mortals, he is really as powerful as an immortal.

After listening to the woman's words, Meng Fan's perspective was very strange. In fact, he ignored the woman's words and did not care about her words.

What he cared about was his own reaction, and he suddenly felt a little pathetic.

It’s not the woman who is pathetic, it’s him who is pathetic!

He found that in a sense, he no longer regarded himself as a human being. He seemed to really regard himself as a superior "immortal".

That’s why he was indifferent to the woman’s accusations!

However, Meng Fan did not pretend to be sad for the spring and autumn, because he knew that this was inevitable, and this was a thought that all monks would experience.

Shaking his head, Meng Fan threw all these emotions behind him.

He adjusted his mood and said to the woman: "I am not a liar. Whether you believe it or not, it doesn't matter. What's more, as you said, there is nothing worth cheating on you.

I am here just because of a coincidence. It is normal for you not to believe me.

But I have to say, you are very lucky! "

Meng Fan's consciousness had already scanned the woman's body.

Although he is not a doctor, because of his spiritual consciousness, he is actually more of a doctor than a doctor.

Spiritual consciousness scanning is much better than CT and MRI in later generations.

He clearly saw that there were some things in the woman's body that should not exist. He didn't know what to call these things. Maybe they should be called lesions, or maybe they should be called something else. It didn't matter.

Among them, the woman’s eyes, lungs, and liver are all there!

Meng Fan's consciousness moved and he took out these lesions.

"I have treated you. Although it is impossible for you to recover exactly like a normal person, there should be no problem in living for a few more years."

After saying that, Meng Fan dodged and disappeared from the room.

He didn't care about the woman's reaction or the little girl's reaction.

The next second, Meng Fan appeared on the stone slab where he had been meditating to recover his true energy.

What Meng Fan didn't expect was that the old monk's voice suddenly came to his mind.

"Your mood seems to be a little low all of a sudden. Why is this?"

Meng Fan was silent for a moment, then sighed and said, "Because I discovered one thing. Although I saved that woman, in fact I didn't care about her life or death.

The most important thing is that I suddenly discovered that I have a feeling of contempt for mortals. From the bottom of my heart, I feel that I am transcending mortals and have a superior mentality.

I know that for monks, this is inevitable, but I still feel a little uncomfortable. Maybe I am being pretentious! "

Hearing Meng Fan's words, the old monk deep in the sea of ​​consciousness was stunned, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Meng Fan's soul noticed this keenly.

"What's wrong? What's your expression?" Meng Fan asked a little strangely.

The old monk was silent for a moment, he smiled bitterly, and said with great amazement: "This kind of thinking, in fact, monks who have reached a certain level of cultivation will have this kind of understanding and thinking.

But, it is definitely not in your current state! ! !

You kid, you are really..."

The old monk thought for a while, but couldn't think of a suitable adjective.

He wanted to say the word "monster", but he felt that the word "monster" was no longer worthy of Meng Fan.

When Meng Fan heard this, he asked curiously: "What does this mean? In what realm should I have such feelings and thoughts?"

The old monk curled his lips and uttered two words.

"Become a god!"

Become a god?

When Meng Fan heard these two words, he was stunned and a little shocked!

Because these two words carry too much weight.

Condensing elixirs, attracting spirits, primordial spirits, transforming spirits...

The realm of becoming a god is still far away from him.

The old monk suddenly mentioned becoming a god, which made him a little confused.

"What does this mean?" Meng Fan asked quickly.

The old monk said: "If you want to transform into a god, you must first transform into a mortal!

The entanglement and messy thoughts you just had are actually a process of becoming mortal.

And you have only just reached the realm of condensation. I don’t know if it is a good thing or a bad thing to be exposed to this state of mind in advance!

But with your terrifying talent, this must be a good thing.

Perhaps after you reach the peak of the soul, you no longer need to transform into a mortal, and you can directly enter the realm of divine transformation without any bottlenecks. "

The old monk said a lot, but Meng Fan didn't take it to heart.

Because the realm of transforming gods is too far away from him, there is nothing to look forward to at all. If he is in the realm of Yuanshen, or even the realm of guiding gods, he may be inspired by the old monk's words.

"Okay." Meng Fan said two words lightly.

Seeing that Meng Fan didn't respond, the old monk showed a hint of helplessness on his face. This was because he was unaware of his blessings despite being blessed.

Back then, he spent a lot of energy in order to transform into a mortal, and he suffered many bloody injuries, which was extremely miserable.