"Entertainment Father..." After a long time of confusion, Nian Long made a decision: "Just as you said, just kill Silvana, let's forget about the rest of the Dark Elf clan..."

I breathed a sigh of relief. Although this is just a game and Nianlong is just an NPC in the game, I have really regarded him as my child. I don’t want to distort his character because of hatred and killing. This is also the reason why I would rather slap myself in the mouth than my oath. Of course, there is another reason that Tek's words touched me. For some reason, the words when Tek died kept circling in my mind. Perhaps this dark elf who had never said that he had a good personality left a good impression on me!

Nodded and looked towards the direction of Dark Moon City, my eyes shrank and said, "Then let's take action, target the west main gate of Dark Moon City!"

Nian Long roared and rushed out, but Yunhu immediately pulled him back: "Wait!"

"Siege?" Yunhu turned around and looked at me in confusion: "Didn't you just say that the high elves there will cause us a lot of harm?"

I chuckled and said, "It's just a tentative attack. I want to see how much intensity there is in each point. After all, I have to act alone in the subsequent plan. If you are kept in the attendant space, you will definitely not be happy!"

In Nian Long's puzzled gaze, Yunhu responded lightly: "You mean, if the city's defense intensity is not very high, do you plan to let Long'er and I continue to fight guerrilla warfare?"

"Smart!" I smiled and nodded, "If the intensity is too high, you should still promise me and stay in the attendant space honestly, is it okay?"

Yunhu and Nianlong nodded together without asking anything else. This really surprised me...

The result of the temptation was that I honestly drove Nian Long and Yunhu back to the attendant space. The Dark Elf clan's vision and range were very long. Under the state of full concentration, the three of us could only take a few attacks or two and had to retreat. The magic damage of those high elves was too high!

One or two attacks are not fatal to the Dark Elves Defense Force on the city wall. Even if Nianlong and Yunhu use fire magic with sustainable damage, it is still difficult to cause casualties.

Of course, there is no need to implement the guerrilla operation that cannot cause casualties. After I told Yunhu and Nianlong my plan, there was the previous promise, and Yunhu and Nianlong did not insist on anything. At the same time, I expressed my return to the attendant space to work together with the cooperation between the two. At this time, looking at Nianlong's slowly disappearing figure, I seemed to see the tall figure of Silver Dragon again...

My plan is very simple, that is, to carry out assassination, rely on the stealing sky and the night turban, and enter the Dark Moon City for assassination. The target of the assassination is... ordinary dark elves.

Although I also despised my actions in my heart, at present, if I want to kill all the Dark Elf tribes and avenge Silver Dragon, and to force Silvana out and face us head-on, there is only this way.

...

Opening his eyes, with a little blurry and melancholy in his hazy eyes, Yu Ling smiled slightly. For the spring in his dream, it would be great if her husband and Sister Yun'er were there. Thinking of the three-person world that seemed to be right in front of him, two red clouds flew up on Yu Ling's cheeks.

After getting up quickly, Yu Ling first ran to Xu Fan's nutritional trough. Seeing the very stable data on the nutritional trough, his face couldn't help but relax: "Honey, today is the day when everyone has made an appointment to see Yunerjie and Brother Long Zhan. You must miss them too, right? I will convey your greetings to them for you. You must be obedient in the game!" After washing up, Yu Ling approached the nutritional trough again with a radiant look, leaning gently on it, gently rubbing the smooth cover with his eyes closed, this is Yu Ling's routine every morning, so it seems that he has really been warm with Xu Fan for a moment.

The fumbled place on the cover gradually gained warmth. Yu Ling opened his eyes with a sweet smile and waved to Xu Fan, who was lying peacefully in the nutritional trough: "See you in the evening, husband!"

Shortly after several cars drove out of Tianmen, a beige car drove into Tianmen very quickly. Anyone who has seen some knowledge knew that it was Abbot Mingran’s special car.

When he heard that Abbot Leran had arrived, Zhang Qiuhong, Dongfang Park Lin and others were talking about something, and Abbot Leran came up quickly. It must be a very important thing. Zhang Qiuhong immediately thought of the problem that he asked Abbot Leran to inquire not long ago.

When Abbot Leran was welcomed into the living room, someone had already brought a tea cup...

"Master, is it because I asked you to find out what I have inquired about?" Zhang Qiuhong didn't say so many polite words, and directly got to the point. After all, this is related to Xu Fan's physical problems.

Mingran's abbot's forehead was light, and his white beard and windy automatically responded with a serious expression: "Yes, since I returned to the temple from Tianmen, I have been searching for ancient scriptures for this period, but there has been no record of the situation of Mr. Xu. However, in the early morning, due to a moldy change in the Sutra Library, the monk who cleaned me a decayed scripture. After I accidentally flipped it, I found that some of the things recorded above were quite similar to Mr. Xu's situation. However, if it really corresponds to what the scriptures said, then Mr. Xu's situation would not be optimistic!"

While speaking, Abbot Leran took out a book of rags, which was obviously decaying part of the scriptures because of the water vapor. Zhang Qiuhong frowned and took the scriptures, flipped them, but didn't recognize a single word on it. He placed the scriptures on the coffee table beside him. Zhang Qiuhong asked anxiously: "Please give me some advice!"

Abbot Lee Rang said: "The original name of the scripture is 'Extraordinary Sutra'. It records some special practices of Buddhism. There is a method called 'Digu'. It mentioned above that the meridians are forcibly expanded but there is no true qi. This 'Digu' technique is different from the method recorded in other scriptures: the method recorded in other scriptures is forced to inject a certain amount of skill. If the strength of the skill is greater than the recipient himself, the meridians may be expanded, but the meridians will inevitably be filled with saturated energy. The recipient of the dyguais will only have the meridians expanded, but there is no slight true qi and energy in the meridians. The reason why the meridians are expanded is because the performer uses his powerful true qi to force the impact many times. Most of the practitioners of the dyguais will become idiots because of this reason!"

Zhang Qiuhong's face changed drastically: "You mean if Fan'er wakes up, he might become an idiot?"

"This is not the most terrifying..." Abbot Lee said solemnly: "The recipient of the Daigu technique has no other benefits except for the surprisingly unblocked meridians afterwards. On the contrary, if the recipient cannot fill the meridians with very large volumes in a short period of time, then the meridians will shrink rapidly, not only will they shrink to the pre-operative appearance, but will continue to shrink until the recipient's meridians are cut off and die... Amitabha..."

"Ah..." Dongfang Park Lin exclaimed: "What's the use of creating the art of dying?"

Long Xiang responded calmly: "If I think correctly, the Daigui technique should be just the first step in a series of exercises. You should also need to cooperate with medicine or manpower to achieve a certain purpose, right?"

"Amitabha... what Long Xiang said is right!" Abbot Lee said, "The recipient of the Daigu technique, combined with the spiritual medicine that nourishes skills, can quickly become an internal master in a short period of time. However, this is very risky. No one has succeeded in the records in the scriptures..."

Zhang Qiuhong's brow frowned and turned into a lump: "What the abbot means... Fan'er's meridians will most likely begin to shrink in a short period of time?"

After breathing a long sigh, Abbot Leran nodded and said, "Amitabha, I hope you can promise the donor a good person and heavenly appearance!"

"Is there nothing the abbot can do?" Dongfang Park Lin looked at Abbot Leran in surprise, and the latter shook his head helplessly: "Even if it is a peerless spiritual medicine that has the ability to grow, donor Xu cannot absorb it in this situation!"

Isn’t the implication that in this era, there are no legendary magic medicines that can nourish the skills?

Indeed, let alone the medicine that nourishes the skills, even now Abbot Mingran, Zhang Qiuhong and others are willing to sacrifice themselves to pass on their strength to Xu Fan through the methods of transplanting flowers and wood, and Xu Fan cannot absorb it. After all, if he has no consciousness, he will not be able to control those skills at all.

After a pause, when everyone was depressed, the abbot of Zhiran put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, it may be too early for me to say these words. I cannot be sure whether the donor is really similar to the recipient of the Dinghu Art. I hope it is not..."

Zhang Qiuhong's face was extremely solemn, and the bumps on his eyebrows became more and more entangled: "Go and have a look...Master, please come here!"

In fact, after hearing what the abbot said, he didn't need to read it anymore. Zhang Qiuhong also knew that Xu Fan's current situation was definitely the same as the person in the Daigo Art. His meridians were forcibly opened and extremely spacious... If an internal expert could fill all these meridians with true qi, then he could almost break stones and crack the ground in every move. You must know that these true qi are at least twenty true qi possessed by Zhang Qiuhong, and Zhang Qiuhong is a guy with more than one hundred years of skill.

In fact, the principle of meridian atrophy is also very simple. Just like a rubber ring, after using great force to deform it, if it does not continue to use force for a long time, it will naturally return to its original shape. Moreover, if it is a rubber ring with particularly strong flexibility, it is very likely to shrink...

Abbot Lee and Zhang Qiuhong took the pulse of Xu Fan in the nutrition trough at the same time. From the moment their hands were placed on Xu Fan's hands, their eyebrows never let go.
Chapter completed!