Naturally, Mr. Nie had nothing to say about Killing Saint. After all, he and Ning Fan had the same purpose, to protect the people of Li as much as possible.
"Go ahead and leave this to me. Remember to protect yourself."
"Well, thank you, senior."
With these two old guys around, Ning Fan can safely go to the West with Hua Wuque. His own path is like this, and he needs to constantly experience life and death.
late at night.
Ning Fan opened his eyes, put on his clothes and went to the back mountain.
Seeing a middle-aged man standing with his hands behind his back in front of him, this man gave Ning Fan a very simple feeling, plain and ordinary, just like an ordinary person.
"Senior, who are you?"
"Zhao Huaian!" the middle-aged man blurted out.
This name made Ning Fan's body tremble, and he was very surprised, because this was the real name of the strongest warrior in Hulong Villa, the Martial God, who belonged to the strong man of his father's generation.
Ning Fan took a deep breath: "You are indeed still alive."
"I have never left. The Night King and I are watching you, as well as your master, Li Chungang."
"Hey, I probably understand that since I was born, all the paths have been arranged by you, including my master." Ning Fan said.
"Yes, to be precise, it was your father who led you on this path."
The Martial God continued: "Even though Ning Tianhe is not a warrior, his strategies have far surpassed ours. He asked us to train you, and you have not let us down."
"Why, but I really have a choice. I really just want to be an ordinary person."
"This is your fate. We old guys are short-lived and will eventually perish in troubled times. Therefore, all our sustenance and hope is on you. You are a chess piece in the final game, but you are also not a chess piece."
"Why do you say that?"
Wu Shen said: "Because you are both a fixed number and a variable. You will understand one day in the future."
Then he turned around and looked at Ning Fan with a simple and honest smile. If he hadn't known his identity, he would have thought he was just a woodcutter in the countryside.
"Night King, Butcher, your master has given you a greeting gift, and I will give you something today."
After saying that, a huge piece of black gold iron fell aside, four meters wide, five meters high, and four meters thick.
As soon as it was placed on the ground, the ground slowly sunk in. One can imagine the weight of this black gold iron block.
"This is the black gold in the universe. It can be made into armor and weapons. I will give it to you today. Also, this is the substitute talisman given to you by Xuanjizi. It can die for you."
Ning Fan was immediately moved when he saw the golden talisman. It was written on the Yin and Yang talisman that it was a god-level talisman and could die for its master.
This is a good thing to save life, because it is a talisman made by the dying person with all his energy and spirit. It can be encountered but cannot be sought.
"You are free now. Your father is still waiting for you. You must know his approximate location, but remember, the horror of that place is beyond what you and I can imagine."
"I understand!" Ning Fan nodded.
After all, the horror of that place would scare even Hua Wuque, let alone himself, and it would be free to enter.
The Martial God looked at Ning Fan, hesitated, and then said: "You have reached this realm, so I will tell you about the path of a warrior."
"Thank you!"
According to the God of Martial Arts, after the Great Perfection of the Zhenwu Realm is the Dao Soul Realm.
As the name suggests, this realm is to cultivate one's own soul, which is also the meaning of cultivating one's own soul.
After all, if you want to become stronger, you must not only train your body but also your soul. The so-called soul is the combination of mental power and mental power.