"My benefactor, thank you for saving this little old man. I'm so grateful!" A weak and out of breath voice sounded in Nan Hairen's ears.
Nan Hairen looked back and saw that the old man he had rescued had woken up.
Listening to the old man's Shenzhou Tianlongchao accent, a sense of intimacy filled Nan Hairen's heart.
"Old man, why did the 'Six Tigers of Yin City' beat you up? It seems that you are not a cultivator, so you shouldn't offend them." Nan Hairen asked the old man the question in his heart.
The old man looked at Nan Hairen's face, thought for a while and seemed to have made a great determination and said: "My benefactor, since I asked you, I will tell you."
"Brother Ren, my injury has not been treated yet. Besides, this is not the place to talk. Why don't we find a place to stay and talk in detail." Qianku said weakly in Nan Hairen's arms.
Hearing what Qian Ku said, Nan Hairen realized that he was in a busy city at the time. It would be inappropriate to ask questions under such circumstances, and he couldn't help but secretly say hello to Qian Ku for his sophistication.
At this moment, Nan Hairen felt that the feeling of being spied on appeared again. He quickly looked for the source of the peeping. When his consciousness moved, the peeping person seemed to have noticed Nan Hairen's vigilance, and suddenly
The feeling of being spied on disappeared again.
"Yes, let's go to the inn in front." Nan Hairen pointed forward.
I saw an inn about a hundred feet in front, with the four characters "Ruyi Inn" written on the signboard.
The three of them quickly arrived in front of the Ruyi Inn. Just as they were about to enter the inn, the waiter came out and said, "Sorry, three guests, the shop is full. Please find another one."
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"Okay! Let's find another one." After saying this, Nan Hairen took Qianku and the old man and walked towards the "Fengyun Inn" not far away.
When they arrived at the Fengyun Inn, the waiter refused their accommodation on the grounds that it was full. Then Nan Hairen found several more hotels with the same situation, but when he arrived at the last one, Nan Hairen saw a guest checking out and hurriedly went in.
The store still refused to accept the three of them. After asking urgently, Nan Hairen found out that these stores were afraid of the revenge of the "Yin City Six Tigers", so they did not dare to accept them at all. These three people had offended the "Yin City Six Tigers".
Tiger' people.
Nan Hairen was very angry after knowing the true situation. Qian Ku said hurriedly: "Brother Ren, let's not make things difficult for the store. Brother, I built a thatched house on Huiyun Mountain outside the city. Let's go there first. Brother
Let’s deal with it there.”
"Okay, old man, can you still move around?" Nan Hairen asked the old man.
"It's okay to walk, but it's not possible to run." The old man gasped.
"Forget it, let me take you away, Brother Qian, where is Yunshan then?" Nan Hairen stretched out his hand to pull the old man, and then said to Qianku.
Qian Ku said: "More than fifty miles to the northeast."
As soon as Qianku finished speaking, the old man felt his body light up and flew into the foggy sky. He was so frightened that he quickly closed his eyes.
"Here we are, that's the valley." Qian Ku said to Nan Hairen.
Nan Hairen took the two of them and fell into the valley.
When he arrived in the valley, Nanhai Rencai discovered that this place turned out to be a good place for spiritual practice. The power of ghosts and spirits was relatively strong. The valley was full of strange flowers and plants unique to the ghost world. If it weren't for the fact that there was no sunshine here, he would have really thought that he would come here.
When we arrive outdoors, it feels like a peach garden.
"Brother, the thatched cottage in front is my humble room." Qian Ku said to Nan Hairen.
Nan Hairen put down his money bank, took out a pill from his arms and handed it to him, saying: "Take this medicine as soon as possible, and then practice your skills for thirty-six weeks. Not only will your injuries be cured, but your skills will also advance to the next level.
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Qian Ku took the elixir and sniffed it with his nose, and said: "Good medicine, good medicine." Then he took it into his mouth and ate it.
"Hurry up and exercise to heal your injuries," Nanhai Ren said.
"Okay, brother, you and this old man please help yourself, I'm going to heal my wounds." As soon as the voice fell, the money bank turned into body fluid at the entrance of the elixir, and a fresh air rose from the Dantian, and he immediately crossed his legs and fell into meditation.
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Nan Hairen took out the Jiutian Magic Pen, placed several defensive restrictions around Qianku, and then walked into the hut with the old man.
The hut was very simple, with only a few tables and chairs made of tree stumps, and rudimentary tea sets placed on them.
"Old man, please sit down. What is your name?" Nan Hairen said to the old man.
When the old man heard Nan Hairen's question, the light of memory immediately appeared in his eyes, and he slowly said to Nan Hairen: "My dear friend, my surname is Zhang Mingxin. I originally lived in a small town outside Luoyang City in the Tianlong Dynasty of Shenzhou.
, I usually make a living by ordering letters and writing papers from others. Although my life is poor, my life is peaceful and pleasant. However, after a dark and stormy night, the little old man's peaceful life was broken!"
Having said this, the old man paused for a moment, as if he was sorting out his thoughts or reminiscing. Nan Hairen found that the old man's face was full of pain and fear at this time, and then the old man preached in a trembling voice.
: "I remember it was a dark and stormy night. I will never forget that day in my life, never forget...never forget..."
Seeing the excited expression of the old man unable to speak, Nan Hairen hurriedly separated a trace of his consciousness and entered the old man's brain. He originally wanted to use the consciousness detection method to extract the memory from the old man's consciousness, but for an ordinary person
For humans, if this method is adopted, the person will become an idiot when he wakes up, so Nan Hairen can only use his spiritual consciousness to soothe the old man and stop being agitated.
With the comfort of Nan Hairen's spiritual consciousness, the excited old man finally calmed down, and he continued: "That night, the old man happened to take on a big job, copying a book for a person who couldn't write but knew how to read.
The name of the book is "The Demonic Sutra," and demons are born in the heaven and the earth..." I don't know what kind of stimulation he received that day, but the old man actually memorized the contents of the "Demon Sutra".
At first, Nan Hairen didn't pay attention, but as the old man memorized more and more, Nan Hairen listened more and more, and Nan Hairen couldn't help but become more and more frightened. Isn't this "Devil's Sutra" the highest skill of the Demon Sect?
How could it be in the hands of a person who couldn't write? Nan Hairen fell into deep thought.
When the old man was reciting it for the second time, Nan Hairen released the divine infant's mind power and quickly memorized the contents of the "Devil Sutra".
"Old man, old man, wake up quickly, wake up." Nan Hairen said gently to the old man.
"Ah, benefactor, what happened to the little old man just now?" The old man's expression changed, he woke up, and asked Nan Hairen in confusion.
"It's nothing, you can continue talking." Nan Hairen said to the old man.
The old man gathered his thoughts, glanced at Nan Hairen, and then started talking. This talk was not important, but he actually revealed a shocking secret.
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