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Chapter 1365 God Ship Gifts

Chen Nan left the restaurant with Kuangyu.

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The two of them headed towards the center of Genius City, walked about twenty miles, and arrived at an ancient house in Yiyi.

"The patriarch is inside."

Kuangyu pointed to an ancient house in front of him and walked inside while talking.

Chen Nan followed closely and came to the ancient house. The layout of the house was extremely simple and it did not look like a place where the leader of the clan lived. Inside, an old white man was standing with his hands behind his back, his back to the door.

Kuangyu stopped at the door, pointed inside and said, "Go in."

Then, he turned around and left the place.

Chen Nan raised his head, looked at the old man in front of him, cupped his fists and said, "Junior Chen Nan, pay my respects to Senior Kuang."

Kuang Zhentian nodded, and turned around to face Chen Nan after a moment. This face was full of vicissitudes of life, but there was no wrinkle at all. Except for the silver beard, he looked no different from an ordinary middle-aged man.

different.

However, while Chen Nan was still looking at it, Kuang Zhentian suddenly dodged and appeared in front of him.

He raised his hand and pointed on Chen Nan's forehead.

Suddenly a white light flashed, and the divine light penetrated Chen Nan's forehead. At the same time, Chen Nan felt endless information pouring into the sea of ​​consciousness, and there seemed to be something similar to memory in his mind.

Chen Nan thought about it carefully and realized that it was a piece of information about the inheritance of martial arts. Every move in it was very clear.

Chen Nan quickly stepped forward and said, "Thank you, Mr. Kuang, for teaching me magical skills."

"These skills belong to you originally." Kuang Zhentian shook his head and said: "My Kuang clan's martial arts never leak to others, and these are not my Kuang clan's skills."

Chen Nan wondered: "What does the old man mean when he said that it originally belonged to me?"

After Kuang Zhentian was silent for a moment, he shook his head and said, "Since I have taught it to you, you don't need to ask any more questions."

The other party had said this, so Chen Nan had no choice but to stop, change the subject and asked: "Junior has always had a question in his mind, and I want to ask the old man Kuang for advice. I hope the old man Kuang can help me answer it."

"I'm curious as to why my Kuang tribe takes you so well?" Kuang Zhentian looked at him.

Chen Nan nodded: "Please let me know, senior."

"It's okay to tell you, Xuan Tianji and Xuan Tiangang are my senior brothers. After all, you can be considered my senior nephew." Kuang Zhentian said.

Chen Nan had heard Du Lang say before that his master was his uncle named Xuan Tiangang, but he had never seen him before.

Thinking of this, Chen Nan asked again: "What about Master Jingse? He seems to also call my master senior brother."

"He is Xuan Tiangang. This guy is as lustful as life. Because he made a bet with the Suzaku Goddess, if he loses he will have to quit sex and become a monk." At this point, Kuang Zhentian seemed to be remembering the past and couldn't help but smile.

Chen Nan frowned and said, "You can actually defeat him. Who is this Suzaku Goddess?"

"She died in the martial arts world in a battle in ancient times, but according to time, it is time to awaken now. You are from the martial arts world, have you never seen her?"

Among the masters in ancient times, the only woman Chen Nan had ever seen was a pervert in red.

"Isn't it the pervert in the red dress?" Chen Nan asked.

Kuang Zhentian frowned when he heard this title, and then couldn't help but feel happy: "If you want her to hear such a title, she will have to burn you to death with her bad temper."

Chen Nan's neck shrank, and it turned out to be that perverted bitch.

No wonder the last time she fought with the monk Jiese, the monk won with the magic whip. It turned out that back in ancient times, the monk was no match for her.

Only now did Chen Nan know that the perverted name of the woman in red was originally the Suzaku Goddess.

At this time, another question popped up in Chen Nan's mind: "Old senior... no, uncle, I have one more thing to ask, your master, my ancestor, who is he? Why have I never listened?

Master mentioned it."

Kuang Zhentian looked at Chen Nan, shook his head after a moment and said: "He is a legend, and his cultivation is a myth in the entire history of cultivation."

"I heard from Master that there is a strong man who can compete with the Demon Supreme, and may even suppress him. Is this person the Master?" Chen Nan asked.

Kuang Zhentian neither confirmed nor denied it.

He raised his hand and swiped into the air, the void was torn apart, and a middle-aged man fell out and fell to the ground.

Kuang Zhentian glanced at Chen Nan: "Do you still know this person?"

How could Chen Nan not recognize that this middle-aged man was the killer who assassinated him in the restaurant before? He chased him but failed to catch him, and he unexpectedly fell into the hands of the mad clan.

Kuang Zhentian glanced at the middle-aged man and said, "Go on, say what you said to me before."

The middle-aged man had already been frightened by Kuang Zhentian's previous methods. How could he dare to be negligent? He quickly looked at Chen Nan and said: "I am just a killer. It is Qianyuan Holy Land who wants to buy your life."

Chen Nan nodded, it seemed that his guess was correct.

In this genius city, the one who hates me the most is the Qianyuan Holy Land. After all, I killed two of their disciples and wiped out their face.

"If you dare to assassinate someone in Genius City, you deserve to die."

As Kuang Zhentian spoke, he glanced at the middle-aged man, and suddenly he saw a flash of blazing white light, and the middle-aged man disappeared without leaving even a trace of debris.

Chen Nan was horrified in his heart. This shocking cultivation level was probably no better than that of his master Xuan Tianji.

However, after the ancient war, all the masters went to the human world to guard the portal of the Four Worlds. How could Kuang Zhentian still stay in the Taoist world with such advanced cultivation?

The old man seemed to have noticed his doubts and said: "I am younger than the two senior brothers. After the ancient war, I only reached the Immortal Realm realm. In addition, the clan leader died in the battle. As a young clan leader, it is not appropriate for me to leave.

They are crazy, so they stay in the Taoist world."

"That's it." Chen Nan understood.

He was thinking in his mind whether he should mention the matter of the divine ship to this uncle. After all, it was his uncle, so he should give him some face, right?

However, before he could speak, a white light flashed on Kuang Zhentian's palm, and a miniature warship appeared in his palm.

"I have already made it clear that you participated in this genius conference just to get this warship and go to the far west. With your current cultivation level, whether you can win the first place is not said, but this is like saving people.

It is not advisable to delay too long in putting out the fire. Now I will give you this ship and go to the far west."

As Kuang Zhentian spoke, he stretched out his warship towards Chen Nan.

The Mad Clan's Divine Ship has always been given only to unparalleled geniuses. Today, during Chen Nan's battle on the ring, the Mad Clan's genius could see clearly in the dark, and he was indeed worthy of the name of genius.

Chen Nan couldn't be more excited.

It really doesn't matter to him whether he wins first place or not, what he cares about is this divine ship.

Now that the divine ship is in hand, whether it is a conference of geniuses or a conference of fools, it has nothing to do with me. The most important thing is to rush to the far west and get the water of the ancient cold spring.

Chen Nan took over the warship and said wildly: "This ship is like a magic weapon for ascetics. It recognizes its owner by dripping blood, and then controls it with thoughts."


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