Chapter 1849 Meeting the Seventh Immortals
When the Sword Master helped him figure out the Zhendao Sword Technique, the whole process was quite thrilling. When he said these words now, he seemed to be asking for it.
The Sword Master looked at him with a half-smile, and after a few breaths, he chuckled and said, "Since my husband has said this, how can I refuse as a lady? Then I will accept it first."
With a wave of her hand, the Knife of a Moment flew into her storage bag.
"Qin Nan, how about giving me that gun?"
Mingshu swallowed his saliva at this time. Although he did not use any weapons or magic weapons, he coveted this independent Taoist skill very much.
"good."
Qin Nan did not hesitate, nodded, and put the Immortal Destruction Spear into the Heaven-Building Cauldron, and naturally did not let go of the remaining two swords.
When the time comes, you can bring them to the Eight Luminaries Demon King.
"Wait! Boy, look at that stone pier. Are the handprints on it more than three inches deep?"
Suddenly, the Scarecrow noticed something, and his tone was filled with excitement.
Qin Nan took a closer look and saw that the handprint on it was really more than three inches long, and it seemed to be exactly the same as his left hand.
Seeing Qin Nan nod, the scarecrow immediately said in surprise: "It's exactly what I expected. There is indeed a way out from this depth! As long as you press this fingerprint, we can leave this cemetery!"
The old man with thinning hair and the old man with no manners suddenly became excited: "Brother, help us press it down quickly. If we stay in this hellish place any longer, we will all go crazy!"
Qin Nan and the Supreme Swordsman looked at each other, and the latter nodded to him. He didn't say anything more and just stretched out his hand to press down.
There was a soft bang, and some invisible shackles seemed to be opened in the cemetery.
The two old men and the scarecrow felt it carefully, and immediately danced excitedly, and all kinds of words came out of their mouths.
Qin Nan and the others shrugged, walked out of the stone room, and continued walking towards the front of the hall.
After walking less than a hundred steps, the two of them were shaken at the same time. They felt that there seemed to be an invisible barrier in front of them, stopping them.
Some demonic intent that had been quietly suspended in every inch of space suddenly fluctuated and landed three feet in front of them, slowly condensing into a line of demonic characters.
One person stops and one person moves forward.
"Is it finally here?"
White flames danced in Qin Nan's eyes.
Since entering this cemetery, the two old men and the scarecrow felt something strange. He also felt that everything seemed to be left here intentionally and given to him in another way.
The only person who can do all this is the Immortals.
"My dear husband, I will wait for you outside. Be careful."
The Master of the Sword knew that she was the one who wanted to stop, so he warned her, then walked outside without saying any more words.
Qin Nan took a deep breath, got rid of all the thoughts in his mind, and walked forward, his body gradually blending into the darkness.
At this moment, outside the main hall.
"Why did you come out?"
The two old men and the scarecrow, who were in the midst of surprise, were stunned for a moment when they saw the Supreme Being coming out. The old man with no manners felt it carefully and his eyes suddenly narrowed.
That technique was blocked by a force, and he was now unable to see everything Qin Nan encountered.
"This is his chance."
The Supreme Master of Swordsman smiled lightly and said: "On the contrary, since you can go out, why don't you leave? I will give you the token now. When the time comes, just prepare those things and deliver them."
The ungraceful old man and the scarecrow both coughed.
The old man with thinning hair flashed his eyes slightly and said with a slight embarrassment: "No, it's not that I'm used to it all of a sudden. I'm not in a hurry to leave. I'm not in a hurry to leave."
The Emperor's eyes showed disdain when he entered the sword, but he was too lazy to say anything more.
These three guys stayed here on purpose. Apparently they noticed something unusual and wanted to see the secrets of Qin Nan.
But, how can you pry into the secret of her young husband
At the same time, deep in the hall.
Qin Nan walked forward slowly. His current mood was a bit subtle and indescribable. The temperature around him seemed to have dropped a lot, which made him feel that he was wearing a little thin clothes today.
Soon, he reached the end, and an ancient sandalwood door appeared in front of him.
He stood still for several breaths before reaching out and pushing towards it.
Suddenly, everything became brighter and no longer dark.
Qin Nan was completely stunned when he saw the scene in front of him.
I only saw that now he came to a small courtyard, surrounded by all kinds of strange flowers and plants, and the fragrance of all kinds of flowers was wafting.
In the middle, there is a willow tree planted. Under the tree is a stone table with a tea set made of some kind of fairy jade.
A young man with short light blue hair, sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, fair skin, and dressed in a white robe, who looked like a young man in a painting, was holding a cup of fairy tea with his eyes closed, as if he was savoring the aftertaste.
I have to say that this scene is completely different from what Qin Nan imagined.
After all, the other party is also a demon cultivator among the ten immortals, but in this situation, how does he look like a demon cultivator
However, Qin Nan didn't realize that the Heaven-Building Cauldron in his body was wrapped by an invisible force at some point, leaving Mingshu confused as to what happened and how he lost contact with Qin Nan.
The young man's eyes slowly opened and fell on Qin Nan. He suppressed all the emotions in his heart and showed a gentle smile on his face: "Sir, please sit down. This is your first time here and you are giving me your little family fortune." A third of it was looted."
Qin Nan came back to his senses. He was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say. He could only nodded and sat down.
The young man said: "Sir, I am the seventh among the ten immortals, a demon cultivator. I won't tell you my real name before the time comes."
Qin Nan frowned.
This is just like the God of War. He still doesn't know the real name of the God of War.
"Who was my previous life?"
Qin Nan said slowly.
Now, what he wants to know most is this.
After learning about this and that mystery, perhaps all can be solved.
The young man did not speak immediately, but his eyes became deep, as if he had transcended time and space, and said: "You give me an incredible feeling, but how about you stop listening to this conversation today?"
Empress Fei Yue's cold voice soon sounded: "Okay."
Crisp and neat.
The young man looked at Qin Nan again, and the expression on his face suddenly became respectful: "Sir, your past life is very complicated, and I can't explain it clearly to you yet."
"but… "
The young man's face suddenly became solemn, with a hint of solemnity: "The fifth god of war among the immortals has evil intentions, you must not believe it!"
(End of chapter)