"I know that the Dusheng Mirror is the treasure of our Nan family, and I also know that the existence of the Nan family is to protect the Dusheng Mirror, but Dad, are you not uncomfortable at all? The second uncle and the third uncle were driven out of the Nan family because of this, don't you feel guilty at all?"

"It's old, what's the point of being sad and guilty now?" Nan Fengzhu said lightly, and then asked casually, "Your third uncle, where are you now?"

"He's dead. Nankong shallow shook his mouth, which made Nan Fengzhu's body tremble, "Death...... Dead?"

"Well, Lin Shuihan and I found his body when I went down the mountain before, and he has been dead for about a while. Nankong lowered his eyes, and seemed to feel very sad about this, but he didn't feel any sadness at all, he just felt that the third uncle was very pitiful, obviously they were all children of the Nan family, but he was going to be alone.

Thinking of this, a thought suddenly flashed in Nan Kongqian's mind, and he hurriedly said to Nan Fengzhu: "Dad, can we bring the body of the third uncle back to the ancestral grave! He couldn't be in the Nan family during his lifetime, and after he died, he should always be able to be buried in the ancestral grave of the Nan family, anyway, if he died, Du Shengjing had nothing to do with him, right?"

Nan Fengzhu nodded, "Yes, I don't need you to say it, I naturally plan to do this, he is my brother after all, but the most important thing at the moment is not this matter, the most important thing is you." ”

"Me?"

"Well, your cultivation is completely lost now, it should be that you used the blood barrier to urge the Dusheng Mirror too many times before, and you were counterattacked, and you were affected by your third uncle, and now the Dusheng Mirror has no meaning in your mind, and you have to find a way to recover it as soon as possible. ”

"Daddy, have you come up with any good ideas?" asked Nankong Qianqian.

Nan Fengzhu slowly spoke: "Only our Nan family's prophetic secret technique can save you, only by cultivating the prophetic secret technique, can you have the power to control the Dusheng Mirror, and can you bring the mirror spirit of the Dusheng Mirror back to life, you know?"

"But Dad, you just said that it was Grandpa who traded the Prophet Secret Technique with Shu Xie Zhenren to exchange the lives of the second and third uncles, but I remember that the third uncle told me that the Prophet Secret Technique was lost a long, long time ago, and then it was discovered by Shu Xie Zhenren so it was put in the Qilin Gate, which one is true!"

"It's all true. ”

"Huh?"

"A long, long time ago, the Prophet Secret Art did disappear, and later, it was indeed discovered by Shu Xie Zhenren, but Shu Xie Zhenren did not take it for himself, but returned it to the Nan family in time. ”

"So that's the case! Now this prophetic secret technique should still be in the hands of Shu Xie Zhenren. ”

"Hmm. ”

"No wonder! I couldn't find it everywhere in the Qilin Gate before, so it turned out to be in Shu Xie Zhenren's place! Hey Dad, if I want to cultivate this time, is it going to find Shu Xie Zhenren to get the prophet secret technique back?"

Nan Fengzhu shook his head, "No, since the Prophet Secret Technique is something that our Nan family and Shu Xie Zhenren traded for, naturally we can't get it back." ”

"Then ......" Nankong Qian was about to speak, but Nan Fengzhu stretched out his hand to interrupt him again, "But you don't have to worry, this prophetic secret technique is our Nan family's thing after all, if you can go to Shu Xie Zhenren and cultivate under his seat, presumably his old man will not mind." ”

After that, Nankong stared at Nan Fengzhu with a look of surprise and said, "What does Dad mean...... I'm going to find a book Xie Zhenren...... And then, in、Cultivating at his Han Yan Peak?"

"That's pretty much it!"

"That's great!" Nan Kongqian clapped his hands excitedly!"Dad, then without further ado, let's hurry up and find Shu Xie Zhenren to practice the secret art of the prophet! I have to recover the power of the Dusheng Mirror quickly, Lin Shuihan will carry out the death order tomorrow, I have to save him!" After saying that, Nan Kongqian walked to Nan Fengzhu's side and pulled him to leave, but Nan Fengzhu said in a deep voice:

"Do you think that cultivating the Prophetic Secret Art is something that can be done overnight?"

Nankong was stunned when he heard this, and a trace of bad premonition crossed his heart, he slowly turned his head to look at Nan Fengzhu, there seemed to be a trace of worry in his eyes, and he asked cautiously: "Dad, what do you mean?"

"I mean, even if the Prophet starts practicing the Prophetic Mystery, you won't be able to do it. Nan Fengzhu looked at him and explained again, Nan Kongqian immediately jumped up, "Dad! You can't do this to me! I need the power of the Dusheng Mirror very much now, you know! Lin Shuihan, he will be executed tomorrow! I have to hurry up and use the Dusheng Mirror to help him prove his innocence!"

Nan Fengzhu was silent when he heard this, and Nan Kongqian said again: "Dad, Lin Shuihan is my only friend, I can't see him die without saving him! I think you can understand this feeling, right!?"

Nan Fengzhu paused, listening to Nan Kongqian's words, he suddenly thought of himself, thought of the days when he was with Nan Fengyou and Nan Fengtong before, and thought of the sad eyes that Nan Fengyou looked at him before he died...... If time could be repeated, even if he fought hard, he would have protected Nan Fengyou, even if he had to pay for his life, he would never regret it!

Thinking of this, Nan Fengzhu couldn't help but glance at Nankong Qian, and then made up his mind to look at Nankong Qianqian and said: "You don't have to worry about this matter, Dad will help you, you go back and have a good rest now, we will go up the mountain before dawn tomorrow, and strive to rush to the Qilin Gate before Lin Shuihan's execution, you can't urge the Dusheng Mirror now, Dad is still okay, don't worry, Dad will help you protect Lin Shuihan's life tomorrow." ”

Hearing this, Nankong suddenly smiled happily, and hugged Nan Fengzhu with great gratitude, and couldn't help himself with excitement, "Dad! Thank you! Thank you! I know that my father is the best for me!"

Nan Fengzhu patted his back helplessly, and said with a doting half-joke: "No way, who made you my son, if you cut off the father-son relationship with me because of this matter, then Dushengjing will have nowhere to go." ”

"Okay, I know Dad, you don't need to say it, I'll go rest now, you go to sleep too, I'll come and call you when the time comes!" Nankong let go of Nan Fengzhu, and after saying this, he left Nan Fengzhu's sight and ran out of the room.

And Nan Fengzhu looked at his distant figure and felt melancholy unconsciously, as early as before, he had cast a spell to explore Lin Shuihan's life experience, but at that time, his mana was insufficient, and he didn't know his origin, but judging from the picture he saw before, there must be some involvement between Lin Shuihan and Shu Xie Zhenren, tomorrow, I don't know if Shu Xie Zhenren will appear......?

Tonight's wind seems to be a little arrogant, blowing the trees in the mountains and forests are swaying and swishing, a dense forest under the mountain is blown by the wind like a wave after wave of huge waves on the seaside, the fallen leaves on the square of the Qilin Gate Hall are blown by the wind in the air and flutter wildly, the air full of dust seems to have become gray in people's eyes, everyone went back to their rooms, stayed in the house and listened to the wind outside, feeling that the weather is also changeable.

Look at this wind, it shouldn't be raining tomorrow! Su Ci stood on the wooden steps in the backyard and stared up at the night sky, letting the wind blow his face and the clothes on his body fluttering, but he didn't care at all, because tomorrow would be the day when Lin Shuihan accepted the death order!

"It's raining, the blood mixed with the rain is flowing on the ground, how ugly!" he couldn't help but sigh a long time, and then turned around and walked into the house, but what he didn't expect was that as soon as he turned around, the head of the night appeared in his sight, he was stunned, and then walked to the table and sat down casually, and said, "The head is so late, what is the matter with me?"

"Tomorrow, Lin Shuihan will die. The head of Liuye stood in place and looked at him quietly.

"I know. Su Ci nodded.

"Soul Stick, you've brought it back to the Demon Realm!"

"The boss is only asking me about the whereabouts of the Dementor Rod, is it a little late?"

"Negligent, I didn't expect you to move quite fast, and you took the dementor stick away so unknowingly. ”

Su Ci was speechless for a moment.

"When I was in the Holy Palace, you told me that Lin Shuihan was the ninth generation of the Demon Emperor, and if I killed him, I could gain the respect of the people of the world, right?"

Su Ci's eyes changed, as if he had expected what the head of Liuye was going to say next, and his face gradually became a little dignified.

"However, after thinking about it carefully, I felt that there seemed to be something wrong with this matter!"

Su Ci's hand couldn't help but shrink slightly, but he still raised his eyes casually and asked Liuye, "The head is serious, I don't think there's anything wrong with this?"

"The ninth generation of the Demon Emperor of the Demon Realm died in the Qilin Gate, this is not a good thing for the Qilin Gate, if the Venerable turns his face and denies people again, and deliberately sow discord, then Lin Shuihan's death, won't it stir up the contradiction between the two worlds of humans and demons?"

Before the words fell, Su Ci's hand couldn't help but tremble, but he quickly regained his composure, worthy of being the head of the night, it seems that he really underestimated him, originally thought that he would not recover so quickly after being controlled by the blood prism, and he could still take advantage of his confusion to blind him a few times, but now it seems that he seems to know everything clearly!

"What, I said it?" The head of Liuye looked at Su Ci's silent appearance, and the corners of his mouth were disdainful.

"The boss is really worried, since I have already made a deal with you, how can I go back on my word?" Su Ci smiled faintly, but Liuye didn't believe his nonsense.

"I think we should restructure our deals. He looked at Su Ci and said with a faint smile.

"How does the boss want to tidy up?" asked Su Ci without changing his face.