Chapter 106: Refining is impossible without stealing

Nan Wang took a lot of effort to get rid of the enthusiastic crowd and return to the Falling Moon Tower with An Nuo.

During the journey, An Nuo's entire rabbit stuck to Nan Wang's body and couldn't be torn off.

Nanwang couldn't walk fast with a living person hanging on his body. He walked slowly on the forest path, chatting with An Nuo in a random manner.

"Nuonuo, do you think I will become too famous like this?"

An Nuo nodded in agreement and said, "That's right, you're too famous. Everyone likes you and wants to compete with me for people!"

Nanwang: “…”

He wasn't worried about that.

What he was worried about was exposing his Qingyun Sect identity.

An Nuo said worriedly, "So many people like you, will you change your mind and fall in love with someone else? Will I no longer be your favorite bunny tomorrow?"

“…”

After being interrupted by Annuo, Nanwang's worries instantly disappeared.

He smiled and pinched An Nuo's little face: "Don't worry, Nu Nuo, no matter how many people like me, I will only like you."

"It's so kind of you!"

The promise he made without hesitation successfully earned him a kiss on the cheek from Annuo.

Nan Wang laughed and was about to kiss her back when he suddenly heard a strange sound.

"Here, here..."

Nanwang: “?”

He looked around and saw a furtive figure in the trees at the end of the path.

Nan Wang quickly pulled out two talismans from his storage bag and took two steps in that direction cautiously.

However, when he saw the person hiding in the bushes, his face changed instantly and he exclaimed, "Brother Yan!"

The person in the bushes was actually his familiar contact from the Hehuan Sect - Yan Sui'an!

Yan Sui'an still had that sad face. He crouched down and hid in the bushes, waving at Nanwang, looking very wretched.

Nan Wang didn't hesitate and walked into the bushes.

"Brother Yan, how did you recognize me?"

"What are you talking about? How could I not recognize you?"

Yan Sui'an laughed heartily:

"I remember every single person in our He Huan Sect clearly!"

Nanwang: “…”

Does not exist.

The last time they met, Yan Sui'an still called him "Xiao Wang".

"If I hadn't come to watch the game today, I wouldn't have known that you had returned to the Northern Territory. Now that you've returned and successfully completed the mission assigned to you by the sect, why don't you just go back to the Huan Sect? Why are you going to the Demon Sect?"

Yan Sui'an said with regret:

"If you come back, the winner of today's Magic Talisman Competition will be our Hehuan Sect!"

Nanwang: “…”

Nanwang: "The Hehuan Sect doesn't know how to make talismans at all."

Yan Sui'an said, "You are wrong. Although we in the Hehuan Sect cannot make talismans, we have made many good friends. Most of the cultivators here have had contact with the talisman cultivators of the Tianmo Sect. If you return to the Hehuan Sect, you may meet them more often than in the Tianmo Sect."

Nan Wang asked in confusion, "Wait, they didn't come to the He Huan Sect to make talismans, they came to practice the 'Qiuqi Huajin Method', right?"

He had thought carefully about the Qiqi Huajin method. No matter how much others could learn from this dual cultivation method, the Hehuan Sect would definitely be the one that benefited the most in the end.

Because dual cultivation techniques cannot be practiced by one person alone, especially radical dual cultivation techniques like the Qiongqi Huajin Method, it is not easy to find another person who can practice dual cultivation with you.

However, for the monks of the Hehuan Sect, whose specialty is dual cultivation, no matter how exciting the dual cultivation technique is, it is not a problem. What's more, this dual cultivation technique was originally passed down among them... Therefore, monks who cannot find a partner to practice with will naturally turn to the Hehuan Sect for help in the end.

Presumably, after Qiongqi's method of transforming energy became famous, the Hehuan Sect must have had an endless stream of "guests".

Yan Sui'an said seriously, "Everything has its limits. The Qiqi Huajin method will eventually be completed. Then, won't you be able to improve your talisman-making ability? These cultivators, no matter how strict they are at other times, will tell you everything they know when they are practicing dual cultivation!"

Nanwang collapsed and said, "What's the use of saying everything when practicing dual cultivation? You mean I have to learn something secretly when practicing dual cultivation, right?"

Yan Sui'an nodded: "You can't read books without borrowing them, and you can't practice without stealing. The more you learn secretly, the better the effect will be!"

Nanwang: “…”

Nanwang: "I have something else to do, I'll leave first."

Nanwang: "From now on, we will have nothing to do with each other. If you don't have anything to do, don't come to me."

Yan Sui'an suddenly became anxious: "How can that be possible, Master, you can't just abandon us!"

Nan Wang had turned around and was about to leave, but when he heard the words, he staggered and almost fell.

He turned around anxiously and said, "What are you yelling about? When did I become a leader?"

Yan Sui'an said: "Everyone recognizes you as the leader. We have already written your name on the leader's order."

Nan Wang was puzzled and said: "What kind of operation is this? No, where is the previous leader? Did he agree?"

Yan Sui'an said: "The previous leader was Tong Dongyang's servant. When Tong Yan and his personal soldiers attacked him, he was lying on Tong Dongyang's bed. So he was killed together with them."

Nanwang: “…”

Speaking of this, Yan Sui'an couldn't help but complain: "If Tong Dongyang hadn't been unprepared at the time, it would be hard to say who would win the battle of the Demon Sect. The old leader was good in every way except that he had bad luck. He happened to meet Tong Dongyang and Tong Yan."

Nan Wang covered his ears: "Enough, I don't want to hear this kind of secret."

A good story about Long Aotian killing gods has been turned into a melodrama after being involved with the Hehuan Sect. Who can stand this?

Yan Sui'an immediately said, "Okay, Master."

Nan Wang gnashed his teeth and said, "Don't call me the leader. I don't want to be the leader. Whoever wants to be the leader can be the leader!"

Yan Sui'an said, "No, Master. Everyone in the Hehuan Sect knows that you are the Master. The two deputy masters are planning to announce this news during the next Demon Lord election."

Nanwang said in despair, "Don't announce it. I beg you."

Yan Sui'an was puzzled and asked, "Master, what are you worried about? It is said that a soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier. Everyone wants to be the master and experience the joy of being above everyone else. Why don't you want to do it when it's your turn?"

“…”

Nanwang was speechless for a moment.

This is the truth. If he is really the original owner, he would be very happy to take on the title of the leader of the Hehuan religion.

But the problem is, he is not.

From body to mind, he already belonged to the Qingyun Sect surrounded by rabbits.

and--

"Let's not talk about anything else. I have a question that I must ask." Nan Wang said faintly, "How come even if you become the leader, you are still second to none and above everyone else? Who is the person above the leader?"

Yan Sui'an said: "It's the Demon Lord. The leaders of the Hehuan Sect throughout the generations have all been the Demon Lord's cauldrons. This is also a well-known unspoken rule of our Hehuan Sect."

Nanwang: “…”

God’s well-known unspoken rules!

An Nuo, who had been silent, suddenly said, "No, you can't be the Demon Lord's cauldron. If you want to be one, be my cauldron. How can you become the Demon Lord? I can also be the Demon Lord."

Nan Wang rubbed An Nuo's head and said, "Don't listen to his nonsense. We are equal couples, and neither of us should be the stove for the other."

Yan Sui'an said: "I'm not talking nonsense. What I'm saying is that every generation in the past has been like this. If you want to find a different way, that's not impossible."

He looked at An Nuo: "Tong Dongyang is dead, and the next Demon Lord will definitely be re-elected within five years. Leader Tong Yan has the highest support rate at the moment, followed by Leader Wu Ge of the Ghost Corpse Cult..."

"Alright, alright, stop making trouble." Nanwang said helplessly, "I don't want to be a cauldron, nor a leader, and I don't care who the Demon Lord is. I am doing well in the Heavenly Demon Sect. Let's not contact each other in the future. Brother Yan, just think that I died during my undercover period. Thank you."

Having said that, he took An Nuo and ran away, not caring at all about Yan Sui'an screaming behind him.

…

When Nanwang returned to the Falling Moon Tower, he happened to see the Ghost Corpse Cult evacuating.

A group of people came out of the Wuxing Building in a huge procession, but Wu Ge was not seen.

Nanwang passed by a disciple of the Ghost Cult who was possessed and carrying a coffin. He suddenly felt that the person looked familiar, so he stopped and looked at him carefully, and said in surprise:

"Elder Yu? You are Elder Yu, right?"

The disciple in front of him wearing the robe of the Ghost Corpse Cult was clearly the former elder of the Weapon Sect of their Qingyun Sect.

Nan Wang's shouts did not subside at all, and they were very loud, which should have attracted a lot of people's attention. However, the strange thing was that not only did the other elders not even glance at him, but none of the other Ghost Corpse Cult disciples around him looked at him either.

The crowd moves like puppets on strings, unaffected by any external factors.

The strange scene made Nan Wang's scalp tingle. He didn't dare to stay where he was and quickly dragged An Nuo up to the Falling Moon Tower.

When they got upstairs, Nanwang sat by the window, opened it and looked down, complaining as he looked:

"This Ghost Corpse Cult is really scary. They are neither human nor ghost. I don't even know if they are still alive..."

An Nuo said: "You know what paper dolls are? These people are just like paper dolls."

Nan Wang said: "The paper dolls are much more lively than them. Besides, the paper dolls are just pieces of paper. It's okay if they are a little stiff. These people are different. At least they were alive at first. I don't know what Wu Ge wants to do by making living people like this."

The most important appearance of Wu Ge’s army of ghosts in the original novel was the battle to massacre the Qing Yun Sect.

Now it seems that Wu Ge was indeed well prepared.

What Nan Wang couldn't understand was what Qingyun Sect had done to Wu Ge that made Wu Ge hate Qingyun Sect to the point of wanting revenge even if he was willing to turn a living person into a ghost corpse.

Wu Ge is a living creature, she has no father or mother. To her, the masters and peers of Qing Yun Sect are her blood relatives. With such great kindness in front of her, even if there are some shortcomings, they should be forgiven, right?

So, why is it...

Just as he was thinking about it, a familiar figure appeared in Nan Wang's sight.

It’s not that there are no songs, but that there are pastoral songs.

Nan Wang rubbed his eyes to make sure he was not seeing things.

Yes, it is not without songs, but pastoral songs, pastoral songs of women.

Surrounded by her disciples, she boarded the magic boat and prepared to leave.

Before leaving, she suddenly raised her head and her eyes met Nan Wang who was secretly looking at her.

The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, her hair fluttered in the air, and her eyes were as gentle as water.

Nan Wang was startled and quickly closed the window.