Reborn as a thief and a husband

Chapter 123

The water was coughed out from the trachea, and the tear-stained Nanfeng gasped for a while, and even cursed a few words 'I rely on'!

"What's going on, didn't you say that the illusion started when I met Chu Qiaofei!" He asked the stinky old man beside him with a ferocious expression.

"Yes," the Taoist of Dixuan picked his nostrils leisurely, "but the problem is that you fell in from here."

"What do you mean, where is this?"

Nanfeng looked around, and with the help of the dim starlight, he realized that the place where he went ashore looked familiar.

"The illusion is an illusion, and the enchantment is an enchantment. You first fell into the enchantment of reflection, and then you stumbled into the illusion connected to the enchantment by mistake, so when you leave the illusion, you should return to where you fell. The place to enter the enchantment."

What the smelly old man said was a matter of course, but he was confused.

"Reflection enchantment? What stuff?"

"It's the same as the real world reflected in the water. Everything there is the same as reality, but you can't believe anything that happened because it's all fake."

[169] Understanding new skills

"Here..." He rolled his eyes and said carefully, "If I remember correctly, it should be the Holy Land of Immortals, and this pool... is called Xixian Pond?"

The smelly old man snapped his fingers: "Congratulations, you got the answer right!"

Squeezing between his eyebrows, Nanfeng felt a little headache.

Speaking of which, didn't he start to enter the enchantment after falling into the Immortal Washing Pond?Ten years ago... before entering the Immortal Washing Pond, Lu Ziye didn't die at all!

Things that seemed unbelievable at that time, suddenly became clear when the stinky old man clarified them so little.

No wonder... After climbing ashore at that time, I felt that everything around me became very strange.

Then... "Who created the reflection enchantment?"

The Taoist of Dixuan tapped his chin and whispered softly: "After you entered the enchantment, did you encounter good or bad things?"

"Bad thing." He replied without thinking, it was still a very, very bad thing.

"Who did you have a grudge with?"

"Uh... this... no," Nan Feng tried to recall while saying, "However! The Demon King has been making fun of me as his prey, if it wasn't for the Xixian Pond, by the way, the black lotus with the devilish energy on my forehead would also be taken away. And wash it off, no matter where I go, he can find it!" If not, he wouldn't be lucky enough to live a stable life for ten years.

"Well, then he was right."

"Damn it!" Nan Feng gritted his teeth, "This damned Demon King, if it weren't for him, I wouldn't have endured the pain I suffered ten years ago!" This villain is simply unforgivable!

"Yeah!" The Taoist of Dixuan nodded wildly in agreement, patted him on the shoulder with a look of sympathy, and said, "My boy, since you've said that, I'll leave the difficult task of getting rid of the devil king to you." Already!"

"……what?"

"Hey! Old man, don't run away, you, you are too unjust, how can I beat the devil alone, hey!!!"

No matter how old and decrepit the stinky old man can't outrun the young man who has fully recovered his witchcraft and is vigorous and vigorous.

"Why are you running!"

"What are you chasing after!" The Taoist of Dixuan, who was caught by the long hair tail, said extremely aggrieved: "You are a demon who has gone through the disaster of the Nine Dragons, how could you not defeat the Demon King!"

"Nine Dragons Tribulation? What is that?"

The other party glanced at him suspiciously: "How do you think I found you?"

"Because of the Nine Dragons Tribulation?"

"Don't you know that too!"

"My guess."

"..."

Helpless, the stinky old man had no choice but to tell him the ins and outs of the Nine-Dragon Tribulation in detail. In fact, he was able to find Nanfeng because he had seen the place where the Nine-Dragon Tribulation fell ten years ago. , so he was just surprised for a while and then forgot.

But now the Demon King urgently needs a strong enemy, the Demon King is no match, and the Demon Lord is reincarnated again. He suddenly thought of that catastrophe, and thought that since he could survive this supreme catastrophe, it would be really cool to use this little demon to deal with the Demon King. It couldn't be more appropriate.

So he followed the place where Heavenly Tribulation had fallen to find Nanfeng, but...

Nanfeng rubbed his nose, with a silly and ignorant expression: "That catastrophe... If it was really the catastrophe you mentioned, then I didn't count as 'forcing' to get through it. I was dizzy for a while, and then ... nothing happened."

"Impossible! The Nine Dragons hovered over the pool for a whole night and didn't leave until dawn!" The Taoist of Dixuan let out a roar that his authority was challenged.

"How is it impossible? Maybe it's because of my relationship in the illusion, so the power has been filtered out a lot, okay, let's not talk about this, after the catastrophe is over that day, why don't I feel how much stronger I have become? "

The demon pill is still the same demon pill, and the sorcery is still those sorceries. He didn't take Dali pills or Viagra, he was full of strength, blood rushing, qi and blood surged, and he wanted to beat his chest and scream like a gorilla Impulse!

The Taoist of Dixuan stopped in his tracks, stood with restrained face, and scanned him up, down, left, right, in, out, and out with eyes comparable to X-rays.

Then, he lowered his eyes and pondered: "Did I find the wrong person..."

Nanfeng: (#‵′) Convex "Remember what I said just now, what kind of guy is qualified to provoke the Nine Dragons Tribulation?"

Nan Feng raised his hand: "Remember! You said that only those with sufficient abilities and minds can invite this."

"Very good, you have a good memory, young man!" He twirled his beard and smiled gratifiedly.

"Uh... Could it be that I am the latter?" Is my mind strong enough?Why don't you know?

The Taoist of Dixuan walked forward slowly with one hand behind his back, and said, "I really can't see how you look like the former."

Sigh... Mistake made a mistake, this man who crossed the tribulation didn't know anything, he felt that the hope he had just found to defeat the Demon King was leaving him happily.

Halfway without a word, the Taoist of Dixuan led him out of the fairy holy land, drew a circle on the spot, stepped into it, and was teleported to a luxurious and elegant room in an instant.

Having experienced so many things in a short period of time, Nanfeng felt exhausted, and when he arrived, he found a stool and sat down on the table, not wanting to move.

"Since you don't know anything, you just need to make up for it first. I remember that there is a book with detailed records on the Nine Dragons Tribulation..."

As soon as he stood firmly on his feet, the Taoist of Dixuan couldn't wait to put on a look of eagerness for advice, and reached into his large sleeves to take out...

He took out a copy and threw it to Nan Feng. Nan Feng lazily raised his head and took a closer look: "On Self-Cultivation of Being a Demon?"

"Not this one!" The Taoist of Dixuan snatched the book, threw it on the ground, and continued to dig out the book...

""Why are we demons?"?"

"It's Good for Us to Be Demons"?"

"..."

"What on earth do you want to show me!" The books on the ground had been thrown in a pile in a mess, but the Taoist of Dixuan was still digging out, he was a little crazy.

"Ah! This, it must be this!"

As soon as he finished complaining, the Dixuan Taoist looked happy, and carefully pulled out a large book from his sleeve that was as high as three large Chinese dictionaries stacked up, and placed it in front of Nanfeng's eyes with a bang—"God, Man and Demon" The Encyclopedia of Sorcery.

Such a thick book, the Taoist of Dixuan had read it countless times, so he found out the chapter about the Nine Dragons Tribulation, and pointed it to Nan Feng.

Then, his face darkened instantly, and he stomped on the pile of books that preached how good it is to be a monster a hundred times a hundred times...

In the end, still puzzled, a fire talisman flew out from his sleeve, and burned all the broken things that the demon king gave him.

The ancients’ interpretation of a thing is no less than the modern Lu Xun who wrote a sentence ‘The curtains are blue’, and then the Chinese teacher said, ‘The blue curtains symbolize the author’s strong thoughts and feelings of being oppressed and restrained’...

So Nanfeng watched it all night, and finally came to a more reliable conclusion based on his solid foundation in three years of kindergarten, six years of elementary school, three years of junior high school and three years of high school:

The so-called peak spiritual realm here simply means being able to take it and let it go. It is not like a demon who has no heart, so there is no seven emotions and six desires, but has the heart, but can still control the seven emotions and six desires.

It sounds cheating, but when used... I don't know how effective it is.

[170] Demon War · Eve

When it was daylight, he closed the big book on the last page of the chapter about the Nine Dragons Tribulation, patted his mouth and yawned several times.

The habit of going to bed early and getting up early these years made his eyelids twitch, his head weighed more than a thousand catties, and his consciousness was chaotic. As long as he lowered his head, he could fall asleep immediately.

The earth-shaking Taoist's snoring was coming from the big bed behind him, which was the reason why he persisted in staying up all night, but at this moment, the power of that noise was immediately overwhelmed. A lot of drowsiness is automatically blocked.

He leaned forward, pillowed on his arm, and prepared to catch up on sleep.

Dongdong——who knows that as soon as he closed his eyes, there was a knock on the door.

He pretended that he was asleep at the moment, and let the sleeping bugs overwhelm him and drown him.

After waiting for a while for the annoying knock on the door, he found that no one responded, so he continued to knock on the door persistently, and there was a tendency to knock louder and louder.

"Who is it!" Come on, it's obviously not his room, why did you ask him to get up and open the door, looking back at the Dixuan Taoist who was lying on the bed, sleeping soundly, Nanfeng resigned himself to his fate and got up to open the door.

If you don't open it, the door will probably be knocked into pieces.

He walked slowly to the door, opened it slowly, and a handsome and wild face full of excitement as if he had taken drugs came into view first.

"Old man Dixuan, you..."

"Uh……"

After seeing each other's face clearly, both sides were taken aback.

"south wind?"

"Uncle Zhuang?!"

Zhuang Chunliang glanced behind him,