I heard that whatever I write will come true [Transmigration Book]

Feng Muliang asked with a confused face, as if the person who asked with red eyes just now whether he was going to die or cultivate demons was not him at all.

But it doesn't seem to be him.

He Yufan touched his chin, squinted his eyes and looked at Feng Muliang for a long time, then shook his head slightly, turned to look at Huan Chengzhidao: "What do you think?"

Huan Chengzhi shrugged: "Whether he is true or not, kill him."

Feng Muliang: "..."

Although he did often fail to understand what charades these two were playing, but why this time he felt that if he couldn't understand any more, his life would be in danger...

The three looked at each other in silence for a second.

Feng Muliang took a deep breath, and said with difficulty: "Brother He, can you explain to me a little bit, what exactly happened?"

He Yufan remained silent.

After thinking for a while, he asked without answering, "Do you know what year and month it is, and what are we doing here?"

"Now is the second day of the sword casting competition." Feng Muliang didn't know why he suddenly asked these questions, but his usual sincerity drove him to answer honestly: "Yesterday I said that I would bring the two of you together Looking for materials, but encountered monsters in the enchantment, so now it should be at the foot of my Pai Bingfeng mountain."

He answered calmly and smoothly, without any hesitation or forgetting words.

He Yufan saw it, and after nodding, he turned around and said to Huan Chengzhi, "That devil doesn't carry any memory, so you see..."

"It's not guaranteed that memories will be shared." Huan Chengzhi raised his eyebrows and curled his lips.

But under He Yufan's slightly dissatisfied eyes, he still clicked his tongue softly, scratched his fingers again, and drew a somewhat complicated pattern on Feng Muliang's forehead, and when the blood glowed golden, it slowly penetrated into Feng Mu In Liang's body, Huan Chengzhi continued: "Although I don't know if it will be useful, but if his strength does not rise, my blood can still be suppressed after all."

As he spoke, he also turned around to help others untie the ropes that bound his body.

Feng Muliang sat on the spot without moving.

Apparently someone drew a forbidden spell, and he was much more confused than before.

He Yufan squatted down in front of him, propped his head up and looked at him for a while.It wasn't until the focus of Feng Muliang's eyes recovered that he sighed and said, "Brother Mu Liang, how much do you remember about the fight with that monster just now?"

"This..." Feng Muliang frowned.After thinking about it for a while, he said with a little shame: "It's a bit ashamed to say that I originally agreed to help Fellow Daoist Huan to destroy the monster together. But then for some reason, Fellow Daoist Huan rushed to the monster's belly When I was standing, it suddenly roared, the sound was not quite the same as before, my strength was still too weak, I couldn't hold it back, so I passed out directly."

The power of blood.

He Yufan nodded, while explaining Feng Muliang's situation in his heart.

Just like what he wrote in the novel, although this monster has obvious weaknesses, the reason only Huan Chengzhi can fight it is because of the blood power of this body protector.

This energy can make ordinary people unconscious directly. As for what will happen after the coma, he didn't write it in the article, so the details are unknown.

He Yufan thought about it, pursed his lips, and didn't give a damn, and explained to Feng Muliang directly: "After you passed out, you attacked Huan Chengzhi first, and then rushed here to let me choose whether to be enchanted or die. Zhou Xuan At the time, Huan Chengzhi knocked you out, and then you woke up again, and that's how it is now."

What he said was extremely concise, and he really said everything almost clearly.

But as far as the parties are concerned, there is really a big difference between "clear" and "accept".

As a time traveler, He Yufan felt that he could quite understand Feng Muliang's current mood.

So after explaining the reason, he paused for a moment, and then continued: "Huan Chengzhi's blood can suppress evil things, we are not sure whether the devil is still in your body, so the forbidden one he drew for you The curse is just in case."

Speaking of this, all the weird behaviors between him and Huan Chengzhi so far have been explained clearly.

Feng Muliang sat there in a daze for a long time, finally pursed his lips and shook his head, got up and said: "Brother He, I'm sorry, after thinking about it, I still feel that what happened is really beyond my comprehension. I want to go back The master asked the master to ask, and by the way, inform the master about the monster beast, the two of you..."

"What are you going back for?"

Before Feng Muliang could finish speaking, a cold voice sounded from the bottom of his heart.

This voice did not belong to He Yufan, and it was far from Huan Chengzhi's, but no matter how cold the voice was, Feng Muliang always felt that he seemed to have heard such a voice before?

Without giving him a chance to think, the voice just paused for a moment, and then continued to sound: "Your sword hasn't been cast yet, and the materials haven't been found yet. If you don't go to the enchantment to get materials now, you still plan to do this Naoda, wait for the division to seal the enchantment, and then use those low-level garbage materials to forge swords?"

Feng Muliang's mouth that he wanted to open trembled twice when he heard these words, and finally closed it silently.

He didn't know who the person who was speaking was, but what he said completely hit the question he was currently concerned about.

Feng Muliang was a little confused, while being persuaded, he also became more curious about who the voice was.

He frowned, subconsciously looked around, trying to find the person who sent him the voice.

It was just the beginning of the action, when He Yufan, who had been paying attention to his actions, interrupted him: "Brother Mu Liang, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Muliang nodded, then shook his head and said: "Someone sent me a voice transmission, asking me to go with you to find the materials for forging the sword first. But..."

He Yufan immediately understood, and interrupted directly: "But you don't know who the person who transmitted the sound to you is, do you?"

Feng Muliang nodded.

This time there is no need for He Yufan to explain, but Huan Chengzhi smiled first and said, "Look, I said that the devil is not dead, why not take this opportunity and let me avoid future troubles."

Feng Muliang was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously looked down at his chest.It's just that let alone his naked eyes, even his spirit can't detect the existence of a little magic energy.

But the voice just now was definitely not a hallucination...

"Even if he is still there, but with your bloodline suppressing him, he won't be able to get out for a while, right?"

He Yufan didn't know what Feng Muliang was struggling with, so he just pressed the corner of his forehead and said, "Although I don't have any reliable evidence, but Brother Mu Liang, I also think what he said is right. After all, if the head of your sect knows about this monster If the beast makes trouble, it is estimated that the barrier will be sealed, and there will be any problems in it after a thorough investigation. It is not that there is something wrong with this action, but I am afraid that when the barrier is opened again, the materials for your forged sword... ..."

"Go find the materials first, and go back before sunset."

Feng Muliang said.

Anyway, just like what He Yufan said, the person speaking inside him is now very stable.It's just a few hours of delay, so it shouldn't be a problem...

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After making this decision, everything after that became much smoother.

As he said before, the material inside the barrier is indeed much colder than outside.

As for the "Demon Venerable" who hasn't spoken since he changed his mind, He Yufan said with a determined face that he would not do anything to harm the host, so even though Feng Muliang was still a little worried, he was more or less at ease. Most of it.

Because of the cheating "treasure navigator" like He Yufan, the three of them walked around for a while after entering the enchantment, and found two flat long bluestones of similar size but bad quality under an old pine tree. .

When he saw the stone that was obviously too fine, Feng Muliang's eyes lit up suddenly.

It's just that this bluestone is not easy to find. Even if the sword-making skills of the peers are poor, they can't just choose the good stone by themselves.

Feng Muliang was a little confused.

It's just that compared to his entanglement, He Yufan is not much better.

He stared at the two stones for a while, then turned his head to look at Huan Chengzhi who was at the side as if asking for advice.

The latter received his gaze, paused for a second, then shrugged and shook his head understandingly: "I have my natal sword, this stone is not important to me."

He Yufan nodded and smiled upon hearing this.

Turning around to meet Feng Muliang's eyes, he pointed to the bluestone that was obviously too bad, and said to the man in front of him: "Brother Mu Liang, you take this piece. I guarantee that it is definitely better than any material you have ever seen , and guarantee that it will definitely become what you imagined.”

Feng Muliang looked down at He Yufan's hand, the smile on his face froze a lot.

But before his sadness of "my friend lied to me in order to get good materials" poured out, Mozun, who had been silent for a long time in his heart, took the lead and sighed again: "Your friend has really good vision. But with such vision, You can also give you the best things without hesitation. You are much luckier than me back then..."

Feng Muliang didn't know what the Demon Venerable was lamenting, but since he said so, then that piece of dross...

He Yufan seemed to have guessed what he was thinking in his heart. He only glanced at it, and then smiled again: "You know the level of the two of us. It's a waste of materials. If you don't worry, Brother Mu Liang, these two pieces of bluestone... ..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Muliang waved his long sleeves, and the poor-looking stone disappeared without a trace.

Facing He Yufan's slightly surprised gaze, Feng Muliang responded with a smile: "Brother He, you don't need to be like this. Just now, it was impolite to suspect too much. I said I believe you, and it will be the same this time."

When He Yufan heard this, he nodded with a smile and said, "You are too polite."

Feng Muliang shook his head slightly: "Today I clearly said that I would lead you to search for materials, but in the end it was you two who helped me too much. After thinking about it carefully, I don't know how to repay it. Is this okay? When the results of the competition come out, if I win First, I will give you the fire that day as my thank you."

These words reached He Yufan's heart, so he was not polite, he just nodded his thanks and assured him, "Brother Mu Liang, you can rest assured, your sword is definitely the best one."

Feng Muliang curled his lips: "Then I will accept your good words."

The problem of the big head is solved, and the remaining fine materials are not too difficult to find.

In short, the three of them had already returned to the Binghuo Gate before the setting sun set on the edge of the mountain.

He Yufan didn't eat all day, so he dragged Huan Chengzhi to the restaurant when he touched the ground.

Feng Muliang, on the other hand, went to the head master, talked about the situation of the enchantment, and also talked about his own situation.

As expected, the head of the sect really asked the elder to lead someone to seal the barrier immediately.However, unlike what he imagined, his master still shook his head and said the same conclusion after sending the spiritual power into his body for three cycles and said: "There is no magic energy."

Feng Muliang frowned.

Although he still firmly believed that He Yufan hadn't lied to him, but Master said so, so he had no choice but to go back and meditate obediently.

However, this meditation did not seem to go so smoothly.

After entering the samadhi, Feng Muliang suddenly felt flustered for no reason.

His eyes opened in an instant, but before he could pay attention to the surrounding scene, he saw a man in black clothes, with black hair and red eyes, standing upright in front of him, with a familiar face.

Looking around again, he was sitting cross-legged on a flat lake, and that person was also standing on the water.

The world seemed to lose its luster at this moment, and the lake was dark and dull, only he and that person were staring at each other for an unknown period of time.

Feng Muliang was silent.

After a long time, he opened his mouth slowly and asked in a firm tone, "Are you... my evil thoughts?"