Qin Fan had already left with Feng Mo and Shui Niesheng, leaving only Wang Jingyu and Huang Tiangui looking at each other in this dark and humid water prison.
"Did you hear what he called the owner of the village at the end?" Mayor Ah Huang, who had always been steady and calm, now had more confusion and confusion in his eyes than shock.
"I heard it, it's the Lord..." It's another heavy word. It stands to reason that Hua Wusheng would be proud, no, even Shui Nisheng would not recognize one person as his master so easily.
Of course, what's more important is that Qin Fan accepted this title, which also represents his acceptance of Shui Nirvana, and even an unreasonable trust.
After all, as far as Wang Jingyu knew, even Ada, who was very familiar with Qin Fan, only called him the owner of the village.
Wanting to shoulder this word is no longer as simple as one party's will.
"Why, it obviously didn't take long." Wang Jingyu had just told Huang Tiangui the whole process in detail.
He understood that the purpose of creating conflict points was to forcibly tear apart the illusion of reincarnation that Water Nirvana used to enhance consciousness.
Including Feng Mo's subsequent move that was beyond Shui Niesheng's knowledge, it was also to create an opportunity for Qin Fan and Shui Niesheng to truly communicate.
But the time was too short.
Every great master is a determined person, especially a monster like Shui Nisheng who has endured thirty years of mental torture from the Underworld Cult and is still able to retain his consciousness and not be wiped out.
So how did Qin Fan do it?
"If it's just the hope of survival, it's not worth it for Shui Nirvana to recognize his master." Huang Tiangui analyzed with a frown.
Wang Jingyu took a deep breath and showed a relaxed smile:
"Perhaps it's because he is Qin Fan. From the beginning to the end, we don't understand the village owner as well as we thought. He will only let us see what he wants us to see."
Huang Tiangui was silent. At this moment, he no longer thought about the issue of water nirvana. Instead, his eyes were fixed on Wang Jingyu.
"Junior brother, you have undergone some changes since you went out this time. No, in fact, this kind of change has already happened."
Wang Jingyu looked back at him calmly and said:
"Senior brother, what do you want to say?"
Huang Tiangui's eyes narrowed slightly:
"I'm just a little uneasy. This time Lao Zhang didn't come back with me, not only him, but also Lin Yi."
"His son is now mingling with those alien visitors. He is worried and will continue to follow. As for Lin Yi, it is he who takes the initiative to share the worries of the village owner."
"This is what makes me uneasy. The only one we agreed on before was Ronaldinho."
"Senior brother, do you have any objections to the village owner?"
Huang Tiangui shook his head:
"I always believe that only the owner of the village can help us rebuild the Zhuque Palace, and I don't even mind having the entire Zhuque Palace attached to the owner.
But everything happened so fast that I had no chance to react.
More importantly, I'm worried that this will make them forget the mission of Suzaku Qisu!"
"Inheritance... mission..." Wang Jingyu's eyes were a little lost, and then he said helplessly, "Brother, you are thinking too much. They stayed there because we need to face a big challenge next.
trouble."
Wang Jingyu then narrated the entire process of the decisive battle in detail, emphasizing in particular the fact that Sima Kongming had deduced Zhang Guchen's identity from his poison skills.
The more Huang Tiangui heard this, the deeper his frown deepened. He could no longer even care to be surprised at Qin Fan's unbelievable record of crushing hundreds of thousands of ferocious beasts with his coercion.
"So the village owner already has a way to deal with it?"
Wang Jingyu nodded and said seriously:
"Senior brother, we should be lucky because the village owner is our ally."
"Yeah..." After Huang Tiangui gave a wry smile, his serious expression changed, and he once again returned to the appearance of the amiable Mayor Ah Huang.
"Perhaps I really think too much. Besides, all an old guy like me can do now is to guard this three-quarter acre of land."
Then the two of them walked towards the entrance of the water prison, and the moment they turned around, Wang Jingyu's eyes showed a hint of guilt. In fact, he had concealed some information.
It's just that he felt that it was not appropriate for Huang Tiangui to know this at this time.
Perhaps one day, Huang Tiangui will also subtly untie this heavy shackles, especially the mission of their Star Alliance's Four Symbols and Twenty-eight Stars, which should not exist in the first place.
...
Warm sunshine shines on the earth, and thick white clouds float leisurely in the blue sky.
Shui Niesheng raised his head and quietly felt the arrival of a new life. He was currently standing in the courtyard of Mayor Ahuang, his eyes gazing at everything that could be reflected in his field of vision.
"It is not difficult for your body to recover. After the corpse qi is eliminated, it needs to be slowly nourished with true qi."
Shui Niesheng turned around, nodded to Qin Fan behind him, and replied softly: "Yes."
"The other thing is to use a lot of meat to replenish the power of Qi and blood. With the Grand Master's ability to control the body, this won't take too much time."
"Um."
"The practice of "Thousand Fantasy Demon Scroll" needs to be accelerated. You don't want to wear this mask all the time."
"Um."
"As for your identity, you are serving as my bodyguard for the time being."
"Um."
"no!"
Qin Fan and Shui Niesheng looked at Feng Mo in confusion.
At this moment, Feng Mo couldn't care less about going back to face Qin Zun. His eyes were staring at Shui Niesheng, full of distrust.
"My lord, it is too dangerous to let him serve as your bodyguard!"
"What do you mean?" Qin Fan frowned slightly.
"I don't know what agreement the Lord made with him, or whether he temporarily persuaded the Lord with sweet words, but the position of guard is very important, and only true confidants can take it!"
Feng Mo's expression was very serious. This seriousness made Qin Fan frown even deeper, and then he seemed to have thought of something.
"Feng, can't you..." Qin Fan's eyes were a little strange.
Feng Mo coughed twice and said:
"In any case, I still object to him becoming the Lord's guard!"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "That's it..." Qin Fan thought for a while and said, "I will stay at Wuyou Villa for the next period of time, and so will you.
You can use this to communicate.
Trust and friendship between men, to put it bluntly, is just a matter of fighting."
He understands this very well. Although his life is not like some hot-blooded cartoon, warriors can indeed feel each other's will from the process of fighting with each other.
"When I mentioned the fight, I remembered something." Qin Fan clapped his hands, interrupting Feng Mo's attempts to continue persuading him.
"Your Tianjue Sword Qi is too conspicuous, which is detrimental to both you and me."
Shui Nisheng nodded: "Yes."
"So we need to disguise... No, it's best to relearn a skill."
"Um."
"I just checked your body and found that the Tianjue Sword Qi has become your foundation. The method of shaping the pulse with the sword is too magical, and the original major technique has become a auxiliary method.
But this can be used to cover up the traces of this absolute sword’s intention.”
"Um."
"Then this is for you." Qin Fan took out a secret book from the space ring, which was the "Marrying Clothes Magic" that he had given to Erbimo before.
"Next, you need to transfer your original zhenqi into the wedding dress zhenqi, and then pass it on. When you reach the peak of cultivation again, not only can you eliminate all traces of the Heavenly Sword Sect on your body in one fell swoop.
What's more important is that the power of heavenly thunder and earthly fire attached to the Wedding Clothes Magic Art has extremely strong destructive properties, which can cover up your sword-like intention.
However, this process will be very painful. Compared with practicing the "Marriage Dress Magic Art" step by step to gradually adapt to the fierce flame-like Qi, you will be as if you were thrown directly into a big furnace and roasted repeatedly.
But after retraining, your cultivation level will also experience a surge. After all, the true meaning of "The Magical Art of Wedding Clothes" is that you will become more courageous the more you are frustrated, and you will become stronger when you encounter strength. The pain you endure will not be in vain."
After Qin Fan thought about it seriously, he said seriously that Shui Nisheng's "Tian Jue Sword Qi" has almost become a part of his body, and only techniques like the "Marriage Clothes Magic Technique" can hide it.
And the skills of Tianjian Sect have no attributes, so it is not difficult to transform them into the "Wedding Clothes Magic Skill" of Zhiyang Zhigang.
Of course, there is another point. Qin Fan glanced at Feng Mo who lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.
He could feel Feng Mo's eagerness to become stronger, but conventional methods were too slow. He didn't mind if the other party practiced the seven-piece set of "The Great Compassion of Yin and Yang" like him.
But Feng Mo's main skill "Zong Heng Jue" obviously wanted a broader future, so he could only use some unconventional external forces to help Feng Mo forcefully break the barrier on the next level.
So this is an opportunity, both an opportunity for water nirvana and an opportunity for Feng Mo.
At this moment, Feng Mo didn't know Qin Fan's good intentions at all, and he was still feeling awkward. After all, he was Qin Fan's guard before, the only guard!
Although he admitted that Shui Niesheng's strength could better protect Qin Fan, he was still a little worried. This was both selfish and extremely distrustful of Shui Niesheng.
"Um."
At this time, Shui Nisheng had already received Qin Fan's secret book and began to read it slowly.
"Feng, go and arrange for some cooks to come over and cook." Seeing this, Qin Fan took out some of the ferocious beast meat that he had brought from the battlefield. Next, Shui Nisheng needed to eat a lot.
Feng Mo nodded when he heard Qin Fan's order, but looked at Shui Niesheng with an even more sour look. You know, he... well, he had personally drank the wine Qin Fan bought for him before.
Especially the valuable but unmarketable daughter Zui from the Tongtian Chamber of Commerce!
Compared to a thousand pieces of drunkenness, a few pieces of ferocious beast meat are worth just a few dollars!
Therefore, he, Feng Mo, won this round!
Feng Mo, who always treated people with a cold face, showed a trace of complacency in his eyes, and then his figure flashed and he had gone to find the most skilled cooks in Taoyuan Town.
After all, even if you add the craftsmanship fees of those few cooks, it is still not as good as a bottle of drunkenness. Feng Mo won the prize!
"He... is weird." After Feng Mo left, Shui Nisheng raised his head and looked at Qin Fan with some confusion.
Qin Fan smiled bitterly and said:
"He grew up with me, and he has always been protecting me, so your appearance made it difficult for him to adapt."
"I...get it, it's just..." Shui Niesheng pointed to the secret book in his hand, ""The Magical Art of Wedding Clothes"...is very strong."
"It's very strong." In fact, this skill is not too bad. For example, Yan Nantian reached its peak in only half a year after he came back to practice again.
Mainly, the previous torture process was too grueling, especially as the original book mentioned that it would take at least twenty years to complete the torture version.
If Shui Nirvana wants to complete his transformation, he must endure twenty years of superimposed suffering and torture in a very short period of time. However, the previous thirty years of being turned into a golden corpse have already passed. A mere pain is not a problem for him.
What.
"I... mean, I... will... break through because of it." Shui Niesheng looked at Qin Fan seriously.
"I know." Qin Fan nodded slightly, "Are you trying to say that I am really so relieved about you? My answer is that I am very relieved. Although it is not as trusting as Feng Hua Xue Yue Yu, you will be infinitely close to them.
.”
"Why...why...what..." Shui Niesheng looked very puzzled.
"There are not so many reasons in the world. If I am serious about it, I understand what you want at this moment and I also know what you are thinking.
Besides, I will give you enough trust in the future, so this testing process can be completely omitted." Qin Fan said with a smile.
"I don't... understand... but... thank you... Lord." Shui Niesheng lowered his head and continued to read "The Magical Art of Wedding Clothes".
As a swordsman prodigy, Shui Nisheng is arrogant, but a lot can change in thirty years. Although his conversation with Qin Fan only lasted for a cup of tea.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But as Qin Fan said, his sword will still fight for Qin Fan in the future. In this case, it is better to omit the process of running into each other as soon as possible.
.
In this way, his sword can kill people on the battlefield!
If you have to ask why, there is probably only one word - hate!
Only Qin Fan can understand his hatred, and only Qin Fan can understand his pain, but he does not understand Qin Fan, but that is not important, he is just a sword, a sword of revenge.
Soon Feng Mo brought several cooks to Mayor Ah Huang's yard. At this moment, Wang Jingyu and Mayor Ah Huang also walked out of the water prison entrance.
Immediately, a strong aroma of meat wafted over, and everyone began to enjoy a barbecue feast. Maybe they all had their own thoughts at the moment, but they looked at Qin Fan, who was surrounded in the center and was slowly chewing the barbecue.
At least their goals are the same at the moment, and even because of the existence of this man, that little thought is not that important.
...
In a certain town in Xuanyang Domain.
The rising blood mist floated around, and figures were picking up the corpses scattered on the road.
In a magnificent hall, Gongsun Xin opened a map, and there were already three places marked with a red cross on it.
This is what they have achieved in the past few days, but it is not enough.
Half a month, this is the time Gongsun Xin gave himself. He must complete the recruitment of those seven gangs and eight villages within half a month to barely reach the passing mark.
The establishment of Wangyou Ghost City made him feel a sense of urgency. He was already a step too late, so he had to seize this final opportunity to prove himself.
At this moment, a member of the Gongsun family came to Gongsun Xin anxiously and said:
"The patriarch, the old patriarch and the elders are all here!"
To this Gongsun Xin just replied calmly: "I understand, please go down and restore order in the town as soon as possible."