The soul-binding rope flew backwards very quickly, the bull's head was not firmly grasped, and the rope almost came off.
Seeing that the bull's head was frustrated, the horse stepped forward and threw out the soul-binding rope again, "Hey."
This time Nanfeng did not wave the soul-binding rope away, but raised his hand to grab it. No matter how hard the horse pulled it, it could not be taken back.
"What's going on?" The fat man stood up in surprise.
"The bull-headed horse came to take me, saying that my life span has expired." Nanfeng shook his wrist slightly as he spoke, snatched the soul-binding rope, held it in his hand and looked at it carefully. This soul-binding rope is naturally not a mortal thing, but It's not nothing, it must be made of the metal and stone of the underworld.
"Bold bastard, return my magic weapon quickly." Ma Mian was ashamed and annoyed.
"Want it? Come and get it yourself." Nanfeng said casually. This soul-binding rope is similar to the magic weapon used by the Thunder God General, and it must not be broken down into yin and yang energy.
In addition to the soul-binding rope, the bull-headed horse face also had a waist knife on his waist. Hearing Nanfeng's words, the two of them drew out their waist swords and stepped forward to chop.
A few feet away from the south wind, the two men's forward momentum was blocked, but the resistance quickly disappeared. The two were stunned for a moment, and then they continued to move forward despite being confused.
Previously, the bull-headed horse was blocked by Nanfeng's spiritual energy. This was Nanfeng's deliberate attempt to determine whether the spiritual energy used at this time had any effect on them. The result of the test was that the spiritual energy he used had no effect on gods or ghosts. All differences are effective, but they cannot decompose things in heaven and hell.
Nan Feng sat motionless and allowed the two of them to chop and chop randomly. The two ghost soldiers were very ruthless and cut off the head. However, after a few chops, they were surprised to find that Nan Feng could not be hurt.
Nanfeng didn't say much. He stood up and beat them with the soul-binding rope he had snatched earlier. The blows were also heavy. The beatings left the two of them with bruises on their skin and bruises on their noses and faces.
The two of them had been working on errands for a long time. How could they have seen such a ferocious dying person? Seeing that if he didn't run away, his life would be left here, so they dared to stay longer and ran away in a hurry. When they ran, they also talked with the market. Like a gangster, he said some cruel words, "Don't be so arrogant, wait until we get back and ask someone to pick you up."
Seeing Nanfeng return to his seat, the fat man asked, "Run away?"
Nanfeng nodded and threw away the soul-binding rope.
"I'm afraid they will come again." Fatty said.
"I don't want to kill them, I just want them to go back and call for help." Nanfeng said. He deliberately beat the cow-headed horse face until it was bruised and swollen, in order to make them go back to fetch reinforcements. The ultimate goal was to find out who these two bullies came over in a daze. I was running errands normally, but I was under someone's instructions.
"I've checked back and forth several times, and there shouldn't be any mistakes." Uncle Wang was a little nervous. It had only been more than an hour since Nanfeng returned to his physical body. Now that Yin Chai said that Nanfeng Yang's lifespan has expired, doesn't it mean that he has not done all his work in repairing his physical body.
"Sir, you are worrying too much. I have made too many enemies, and there are countless people who want to harm me." Nanfeng waved his hand, "Sir, you have left your hometown and worked hard over the years, and your achievements have been very high. Now that I have returned to the body, I should fulfill my promise. I don't know. At what age do you want to live, sir?"
"I don't dare to take it, I don't take it." Uncle Wang was trembling with joy. The implication of Nanfeng's words was not only to give him eternal life, but also to let him choose a specific age.
Nanfeng smiled and said, "How are you doing in your thirties?"
Upon hearing this, Uncle Wang waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, just know your destiny. You don't want to look good, you just want to prolong your life."
Nanfeng nodded, and after thinking for a moment, he raised his right hand slightly and sent out spiritual energy to replace Uncle Wang's existing aura.
The reason why people die is because the yin and yang qi in the body are exhausted. In men and women, the yang qi and yin qi in the body reach their peak in their 20s. As they grow older, the yang qi in men and the yin qi in women will gradually Weakening, the process of weakening of yin and yang is also the process of aging. When men's yang energy is exhausted and women's yin energy is exhausted, people will reach the end of their lives.
It is not difficult to restore Uncle Wang to his fifty-year-old age. You only need to determine the amount of yang energy contained in the body of a fifty-year-old man. In addition, if you want to extend a person's life, you need to solidify the yin and yang energy of his body so that he will no longer be affected by the outside atmosphere. For Nanfeng, this is just a piece of cake.
When Nanfeng raised his hand, Uncle Wang's appearance immediately changed drastically. Because the change happened so suddenly, the fat man and others stared at each other in shock.
Uncle Wang also noticed the changes in his body, became very nervous, and raised his hand to touch his face.
Nanfeng casually handed over a bronze mirror.
Naturally, there shouldn't be a bronze mirror here. This bronze mirror was undoubtedly transformed by the south wind. Uncle Wang took the bronze mirror and looked at it by the firelight. He was surprised and happy. A huge gamble that lasted nine years made a lot of money. The basin is full.
"It seems to the underworld that you have disappeared. Even if your life span is over, they will not be able to find you. However, you cannot stay in the human world indefinitely, otherwise you may suffer divine punishment, and your life will only be extended for five hundred years at most." Nanfeng said casually, then waved his hand again, "To facilitate your travel, I will give you Taixuan Spiritual Energy."
Fatty and others couldn't see Uncle Wang's complexion, but Uncle Wang himself could feel that the fortune came too suddenly. He almost fainted in the ecstasy and could not speak calmly.
"Is this okay?" The fat man looked at Nanfeng in horror. Taixuan cultivation was the ultimate level of qi training for ordinary people. Ordinary people may not be able to achieve this in their lifetime, but Nanfeng was able to give it away at will.
"It's not without reason that they named me Daluo Jinxian." Nanfeng said casually, then turned to Uncle Wang and said, "I beat up the underworld officer before, I'm afraid it won't be long before they bring help. The war is going on We are about to get up. This place is not a good place. Wherever you are going, sir, I will give you a ride."
Hearing Nanfeng's words, Uncle Wang came back to his senses from the shock and ecstasy, "I don't dare to trouble the real person, I will just go back to Fengming Mountain."
Nanfeng thought for a while and nodded in agreement. The aliens who had previously blocked everyone had been caught in one fell swoop. Uncle Wang's safety should not be a problem.
Use teleportation again to send Uncle Wang back to Fengming Mountain, explain a few words, and then return to the ruined temple.
When Nanfeng came back, Hou Shulin stood up on his own initiative and said goodbye to the three of them. Although he was flattering, he was by no means a fool. He knew that Nanfeng was sending the outsiders away one by one. Instead of waiting for Nanfeng to chase them away, it was better to leave on his own initiative.
Seeing Hou Shulin say goodbye, Nan Feng frowned slightly and did not answer immediately.
Seeing Nan Feng like this, Hou Shulin was very nervous. He was both nervous and looking forward to it. Nan Feng had already completed his work at this time. It was like an emperor ascending the throne. It was a critical moment for declaring merit and rewards. Nan Feng frowned, no doubt thinking about what kind of reward should be given to him.
"He has also contributed, give it to Tai Xuan." Although the fat man didn't like Hou Shulin, he was not unfair. Hou Shulin had worked very hard in the previous fights. The most important thing was that he also knew that Hou Shulin had taken care of Tianqi Zi back then. He also once deliberately left ten taels of silver to help Mo Li.
"Third Master..." Seeing that the fat man actually spoke for him, he was so moved that he almost shed tears.
"Don't do that, I'm not Nanfeng." The fat man interrupted Hou Shulin's words.
Hearing the fat man's words, Nanfeng nodded and turned to Hou Shulin, "I'll take you back."
After the two of them disappeared, the fat man tilted his head and looked at Yuan Anning, "If you mess around like this, something will happen sooner or later."
Yuan Anning smiled and did not answer.
Not long after, Nan Feng returned. He not only gave Hou Shulin Taixuan, but also extended Hou Shulin's life. Everyone has their own likes and dislikes. To be fair, he liked Hou Shulin quite a lot. It was not that Hou Shulin was good at flattering horses, but that this person was both flattering and flattering. Very loyal. The existence of this person can correct the misunderstanding of the world. Most people think that those who flatter others must be bad people. In fact, this is not the case. There are also loyal ministers and gentlemen who flatter others, and there are also treacherous villains who speak uprightly and dare to touch others.
But compared with Uncle Wang, Hou Shulin's contribution was slightly smaller, so the immortality he received was only three hundred years. In fact, it was not that he could not give more, but that he gave too much, fearing that Hou Shulin would not die after living enough.
"Look at what I'm doing, you also want to give me Taixuan?" The fat man glanced at Nanfeng.
"If you are not the reincarnation of Ksitigarbha, I will give you a gift from a god." Nanfeng said.
The fat man was originally sitting on a chair, but when he heard Nanfeng's words, he sat upright and said, "What did you say?"
"The level of an immortal depends on how much spiritual energy you can control. Now I can give you as much spiritual energy as you want." Nanfeng said sternly.
"Really?" The fat man didn't do anything else all night, he was just surprised.
"Really, as long as you can control it." Nanfeng said.
"Aren't you afraid of something happening if you do this?" The fat man frowned and grinned.
"If I do this, something will happen." Nanfeng raised his finger, "Do you think they will let me go if I refuse to be granted the title?"
"If you're not afraid of trouble, don't look for trouble. If you do this, aren't you exposing your butt for others to kick?" The fat man didn't know how to write, and if he wanted him to say what he wanted to do, he couldn't do it.
"I'm not the only one who acts recklessly. Do you think that all the purple energy masters in Ziguang Pavilion and Luoxia Mountain have obtained it through their own cultivation?" Nanfeng asked back. At that time, only Li Chaozong himself in Ziguang Pavilion was promoted to purple energy. There were thirty-six people besieging Changle. Dozens of purple energy masters also appeared in Luoxia Mountain in a short period of time. It was clear that the gods from the upper realm were behind this matter.
"Why am I so uneasy?" Fatty said. Nanfeng's ability at this time was so powerful that he had no idea what to do.
"You have been bullied for too long, and you are not used to feeling proud yet." Nanfeng looked at the fat man.
"Can you get used to it?" the fat man asked.
"Yes," Nanfeng nodded, "If you are locked up in a place where rabbits don't poop, and you can't even see a person for months and months, you can get used to it when the day comes when you are freed from the trap."
"Are you not crazy?" The fat man half-truthed.
Nanfeng shook his head, "No, I know exactly what I am doing."
At this moment, Yuan Anning, who had been silent, interrupted, "Why did you refuse to be granted the title?"
Fatty and Yuan Anning are both close relatives, and Nanfeng will not hide anything from them. "There are three reasons. First, they don't really want to confer me a title. Even if I am conferred, I will sit on the bench. Second, they Just because Daluo Jinxian is the highest level they can confer, it does not mean that I should be named Daluo Jinxian because of the abilities I have at this time."
"Wait, what do you mean? I don't understand." The fat man interrupted Nan Feng.
"A good horse bears a plow." Yuan Anning explained on his behalf.
The fat man thought for a while before he understood what Yuan Anning meant, "You mean you are wronging him by calling him the Great Luo Jinxian?"
"Yes," Nanfeng nodded, "Once I am sealed, my abilities will be imprisoned and restricted. I believe that the three realms are independent and equal, and there is no distinction between high and low. Heaven and the underworld should not interfere with human affairs, but you Look now, they want to interfere in everything and control everything. They even want to have the final say on who will be the emperor. Look at the faces of those heavenly officials and ghost soldiers. They are all arrogant, with their nostrils turned to the sky, and regard the world as their slaves. , I can’t stand it, I have to keep them out of the matter, the world’s affairs should be decided by the people themselves.”
After Nanfeng finished speaking, the fat man stared in shock, "What's the difference between this and rebellion?"
"Rebellion is about seizing power, I am not." Nanfeng said with a smile.
The fat man nodded, "What are those three?"
"No three." Nanfeng said casually.
"You were saying something just now." The fat man refused to let go.
"Actually, it's nothing. It's just that once you're sealed, heaven and earth will separate you. I'm not willing to leave you behind." Nanfeng said.
"Can't you tell the truth?" The fat man tilted his head and looked at Yuan Anning, "Are you not willing to let us go, or are you not willing to let them go..."
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