"never mind……"

Liu Xiaojiang does not like to bully honest people, so he naturally will not hold on to such trivial things that the other party doesn't want to say much.

"Anyway, I have already reminded you now. When you contact Zhang Chulan in the future...... You must at least have a clear idea in your heart. Don't get too close to them. The interaction between you, the heirs of the Eight-Special Techniques, must at least wait until everything is settled."

"otherwise……"

That's all,

When he saw that Ma Xianhong had already understood the seriousness of the matter, he did not say the scary words afterwards, but instead raised the question about the preservation of Wang Ye's body.

"Old Ma, I have finished talking about what I should say. Regarding the corruption of Wang Ye's body... Can you help me transform the sac and delay it for a long time... or even ensure that this corpse will never rot?"

Hearing the words,

Ma Xianhong glanced at the sac that was placed on the table next to him, then looked at Liu Xiaojiang with confusion and said:

"It's possible..."

"In order to pursue the functionality of the sac, I considered that it might become a tool for Tibetans for a short period of time, and deliberately did not move it towards the direction of simply storing dead objects, leaving some space for the fake dead to maintain their lives..."

"If you abandon the hidden function of the sac and transform it into a storage magic weapon that can only store dead objects, it should be able to delay the decay of the corpse of Daozheng Wang for a long time, but once you do this... the space inside may be completely still, but the inside will become relatively narrow."

"After all, even if there is the technology of refining magic machines, the effectiveness of magic weapons depends on the material and quality. If the materials used to make sacs simply pursue the ultimate in a certain function, they can only make concessions for this by various other conditions..."

"...speak human words." Liu Xiaojiang had no knowledge of refining weapons, so he almost didn't know what this technology mate was talking about.

"I can let it delay the decay of the corpse of Daozhu Wang for a long time..." Ma Xianhong couldn't help but curl his lips and said:

"But relatively the same as the material remains unchanged, its internal space will also make concessions to this, and it will even be compressed to the point where it is impossible to hold anything other than the corpse of the King Taoist Master. In this way... you will not be able to use it to store other things."

"... Do you have any other substitutes?" Liu Xiaojiang thought about the convenience brought to him by the sac, and could not help but wonder when Ma Xianhong said this.

"This thing is not as simple as you think..." Ma Xianhong shook his head and said.

"Otherwise... how could I not have a sac for each of the upper roots that have been with me?"

"Biyou Village is gone..."

"Almost all my things were confiscated by the company. Now there is only one I have made in Yaoxing Club before. You can't let me give you the sac that I need, right?"

"Then you just do another one, what a big deal?!" Liu Xiaojiang said disapprovingly.

"I've said it just now..." Ma Xianhong shook his head and explained:

"The manufacturing of the sac is not as simple as you think. Even if I have enough materials in my hand, it will take at least ten days and a half months to make a new sac from scratch."

"So slow?" Liu Xiaojiang said suspiciously: "The magical machine is refining? That's it?"

See this,

The blue veins on Ma Xianhong's forehead instantly bulged, and he resisted the urge to curse and gritted his teeth and said:

"Do you know that if other people want to refine a complete magic weapon, let alone ten days and half a month...even if you give him a whole year, you will likely be wasted at the last moment?"

"and……"

"In addition to my Ma Xianhong, who have you seen anyone who has created such a space-like magic weapon? Do you know how complicated the technology involved is..."

"Then... how long will it take to transform?" Liu Xiaojiang's attitude of not caring about technical issues made Ma Xianhong look at him almost murderously.

"Three days is enough..." Ma Xianhong knew very well that he could not beat Liu Xiaojiang, the bastard, so even though he knew that he would suffer from a cerebral thrombosis sooner or later, he still held back and did not directly take action to ask for trouble with him.

"However, I can do it. If you transform the sac into this way, do you just want to preserve the body of Taoist Wang, and everyone is dead... What's the point of doing this now?"

"I naturally have a reason to do this..." After Liu Xiaojiang received a clear reply from Ma Xianhong, he immediately stood up and walked to the door without delay, saying:

"Old Ma, now you just need to do what I said and try your best to delay the decay of the body of Dao Cheng Wang. This world that even a stranger, I, can exist... Why can't there be a thing that can bring about a resurrection?"

"You guessed it well before..."

"The death of Taoist Wang does not have a direct relationship with me, but I did agree with Taoist Wang's death today. I did not rescue my friend in a critical moment, but watched his friend die at the hands of a villain, just to make the road under my feet less obstruction."

"Such despicable me..."

"Such abominable Ying Gou..."

"Although I am not worthy of being called a friend by Taoist Wang, at least I still firmly uphold the path under my feet. Even if I have to send my former friends on the road, even if I have to take everyone in the world to hell... I have to decide what I have to do, and I will never look back."

"If you only want to make this friendship, because you can't do anything to Taoist Wang, you have to change the route you have already set... Isn't that the most taboo thing for those who do things?"

"I'm not wrong, even if it's not humane... I'm not wrong."

Hearing the words,

Ma Xianhong looked at Liu Xiaojiang standing in front of the door and facing him with his back. Even if he was ignorant of the world, he understood what the other party said, and it was definitely not just for outsiders to listen to him.

Moreover, he even believed that what Liu Xiaojiang said about resurrection might have been just because he was hit by Wang Ye's death, and he did not think that resurrection really exists in the world.

"Are you... okay?"

"...Of course it's okay." Liu Xiaojiang was stunned when he stood in front of the door. He realized that he had lost his composure just now, so he said:

"What can I do?"

"It is indeed a tragedy to have to kill a friend, but fortunately, the power I have is strong enough. After everything is over... I still have the opportunity to sit on the ground with Taoist Wang, and then I will apologize to him in person."

"...Xiao Liu Zhenren." Ma Xianhong.

"You're not really crazy, are you?"

"Of course not..." Liu Xiaojiang turned around and looked at Ma Xianhong on the earthen kang, and slowly raised his arm and clenched his fist and smiled:

"If the death of Taoist Wang cannot be restored, this tragedy may be difficult for people to ignore, but... it is really great to be able to master the feeling of life and death. At least it makes people have the ability to refuse all tragedies. This is the first time I am so happy for my own differences like today."

“……………” Ma Xianhong.
Chapter completed!