The Ming Dynasty took an unconventional approach

As soon as he returned to Qifengyuan, Pan Jun closed the door and set up a formation to isolate his room.

Pan Xiaohei watched her busying around until the evening when she finished. Then she went to the cafeteria to eat as usual, took a shower and changed clothes. When she came back and entered the house, she activated the formation and sent out several talismans for this purpose.

The atmosphere in her room was quietly concealed.

Pan Yun sat cross-legged, first calming his mind and letting the technique go through two small cycles, then slowly summoning the spiritual realm from the Niwan Palace.

When his true form came out, Pan Xiaohei raised his head and looked at her with sharp eyes.

Pan Yun opened his eyes and looked at the spiritual world floating before him.

The three petals of jade were spinning and opening and closing in front of her eyes. She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she felt that the jade was even more moist and white, and there seemed to be nectar flowing in the jade, and the bottom could be seen through.

Pan Yun took a closer look and asked Ling: "Pan Xiaohei, is your body more beautiful now that you have come here?"

Pan Xiaohei jumped onto the bed and took a closer look. After a moment, he said, "It is better looking."

Pan Yun's eyes lit up: "Is it because of merit?"

Apart from this, they really couldn't think of any other reason.

Pan Yun blamed Pan Xiaohei: "Look, if you had been honest with me earlier, we wouldn't have wasted eight years. There are obviously win-win solutions in this world, but you insist on being selfish. The benefits of your selfishness are not as great as the win-win situation with me."

Pan Xiaohei: ...

Pan Yun shook his head and sighed, "I will keep this in mind and use it as a lesson."

Pan Xiaohei: "You are the only one who can express vengeance in such a refreshing and refined way."

"Speaking of which, I am clearly magnanimous and generous. If I held a grudge, would I be able to be good friends with you now?"

Pan Xiaohei was startled, staring at her with his dark eyes: "We are friends?"

Pan Yun said casually: "Yes, we have lived and eaten together for so many years, what else can we be if not friends?"

Pan Xiaohei shifted his gaze back to his original body and said in a deep voice: "I can feel that when the next seal is unlocked, the spiritual realm will be very different.

It's been too long, and I've been sealed for too long, so I can't remember many things. If I unlock another layer of the seal, I might be able to remember something, and then I can give you the answer."

Pan Jun glanced at the progress bar and shook his head, "No, it's too late. Last time, I used Wang Zhen's money to do good deeds to unlock one level of the seal. To get to the next level, the amount of merit points required is huge, which cannot be achieved in a short period of time. As for the problem of merit manifestation, we must solve it within two months."

Pan Jun stretched out her hand and took the spiritual realm in her hand. She carefully looked at the various formations on it.

She pondered, "They think I'm delicious because they think eating me can greatly increase their power. So the question is, can eating me really greatly increase their power?"

Pan Xiaohei: "Didn't your senior brother answer you?"

"But I doubt it. After all, he has never eaten a human." Pan Jun rolled up his sleeves and looked at his arms, thinking: "And if he wants to eat it, does he have to eat the whole thing, or a piece of meat, a drop of blood? It doesn't have to be eaten in its entirety?"

Pan Xiaohei thought her eyes were dark and scary, and he couldn't help swallowing his saliva: "You, what do you want to do?"

Pan Yun also swallowed his saliva: "I don't know if eating myself is useful."

Pan Xiaohei's hair stood on end: "You, you have gone crazy because of practicing martial arts?" Pan Yun's eyes lit up the more he thought about it: "Don't you think my body is set up like Tang Monk? Although I can't achieve the same effect as him, eating it can make me immortal, but it can improve my cultivation.

It feels like a demon, it can be used as medicine to make pills, so can I cut off my flesh to make pills?"

Pan Xiaohei: "...prove it, and then let the human race also fight for you?"

Pan Yun shook his head: "No, I am getting to the root of it. Don't you find it strange? There are so many people in this world who are kinder than me, and there are many rich people among them.

Regardless of whether they are rich or poor, there are good and bad people. Among them, the rich good people build bridges and roads, respect the elderly and love the young, give money to the people, and provide porridge to the people. They have done more good deeds and accumulated more merits than me, but I have never seen any strange signs in the sky, let alone directly carrying merits that make demons and ghosts salivate. "

Pan Yun asked Pan Xiaohei: "So, is it a good thing or a bad thing for merit to manifest itself?"

Pan Xiaohei was unable to answer for a moment.

Pan Yun looked at the spiritual realm spinning in the palm of his hand, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be curled up: "I thought it was a good thing before. I felt troubled on the surface, but I was actually a little proud in my heart."

Pan Xiaohei: ...I didn’t expect you to be such a Pan Jun.

"In my previous life, although I was a genius, there were many people as talented as me. I was so tired from academic papers, research, and cultivation that I almost went bald. For the first time, I felt like I was the center of attention."

Pan Xiaohei's face was filled with black lines: "Then why don't you continue to immerse yourself in it?"

Pan Yun was grief-stricken: "Because when I was watched by countless eyes in the dark, I woke up, and I felt like a premium product sold at a special price at a supermarket when it opened.

For example, a box of Wagyu beef for 9.9 yuan, no matter how expensive it is, is just a box of food.”

"In their eyes, I am just a pile of food," Pan Yun said, "May I ask, as food, what is there for me to be proud of and happy about?"

When Pan Xiaohei heard this, he burst into laughter, holding his stomach with his two paws and said, "It's Wagyu beef, maybe it's just special-priced local eggs at 1.99 yuan a box."

"None of this matters anymore. Just keep the things you don't understand in mind and solve the practical problems first."

Pan Yun quickly pulled out his sword and placed it beside him. "The root cause is hard to find, so let's find all the superficial causes first."

Pan Xiaohei looked at the cold sword and was so frightened that he took a half step back and almost fell under the bed.

"You, you really want to cut your own flesh and eat it?"

"I have always believed that merit is above the soul. After all, when a person dies, they will be affected by their merit in their previous life. But so many monsters want to eat me. Doesn't that mean that my flesh and blood are also useful?" Pan Jun said seriously, "I want to confirm it."

Pan Xiaohei stuttered, "Proof, confirmed, then what?"

Pan Jun raised his hand and raised the spiritual realm in his palm: "Then... that will be interesting. I have to think seriously about whether to follow the traditional way of refining the spirit to transcend the physical body, or to become a god with the physical body."

A beam of light flashed through Pan Xiaohei's brain, and his eyes instantly became sharp: "Do you want to refine the remaining merit stones into yourself?"

Pan Yun glanced at it and said, "Why are you so anxious? You and I are one. What's mine is yours, isn't it?"

"Bullshit, my real body is in your Niwan Palace, you are so overbearing that you won't let me return to my real body and make us one again, I don't believe you!" (End of this chapter)