Douluo: The Holy Spirit Master, Twelve Talismans Chaos the Continent

Chapter 40: The Classic

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"What exactly do you want to do?" Liu Erlong became more and more confused.

This bastard doesn't seem to be a simple beast.

"What is worrying is not the lack of money but the inequality. The pain of fairness is much easier for everyone to accept than the beauty of partiality. Just like you threatened me with self-destruction today, you don't want others to have a good life if you don't have a good life yourself." Nan Feng said.

"Same with everyone else."

"I'm not a good person, but I'm not a bad person either. I just want to see which side is stronger, the light or the darkness in a person's heart."

"If it is light, the world may be reborn."

Liu Erlong hesitated, "What if it's dark?"

Nan Feng picked up the teacup on the table and asked, "Do you know how many steps it takes to make this cup?"

"Kneading clay, shaping, drying, trimming, decorating, firing, if there is a problem in any step, the craftsman may choose to fix it and make it usable, but if you meet a perfectionist, as long as the things in his hands do not meet his ideas, he will throw them away at any time, and the worst that can happen is to start all over again."

Liu Erlong's expression froze, "People are not tools."

"Really?" Nan Feng smiled.

"Maybe, but just like you once chose to slaughter an entire soul beast forest because of Yu Xiaogang's disappearance, and directly killed those petty thieves who were unlucky enough to run into you, why do you think you did that?"

"I..." Liu Erlong was speechless for a moment.

"Because you are stronger than them." Nan Feng said.

"I have always been considerate. Since you think that the world is a place where the strong prey on the weak, then as long as I am stronger than you, then I naturally have the right to play with this world at my will."

"Isn't it?"

"This world is a piece of pottery that is not to my liking. I am going to try to fix it now, but if I can't fix it."

boom!
Nan Feng exerted a little force, and the teacup in his hand turned into powder. With a gentle blow, it flew away with the wind.

"On the other hand, I have plenty of time to make a cup that I like."

Liu Erlong looked at Nan Feng with a heavy expression, "Are you serious?"

"Of course." Nan Feng changed the cup and poured himself some herbal tea.

"Why, don't you think this is interesting?"

"I don't think so." Liu Erlong said in a deep voice.

"I just think there's something wrong with your brain!"

Nan Feng nodded in agreement, "I think so too!"

"But what can you do? You are bound by a coward. Not to mention whether you have the ability or not, you don't even have the courage to stop me."

Nan Feng refilled Liu Erlong's last cup of tea, "In fact, you have to help me next time."

Liu Erlong narrowed his eyes slightly, "Aren't you afraid that I will tell others about these things?"

"Just say it." Nan Feng looked indifferent.

"What will happen if I tell others? Who will believe it?"

"I am a high and mighty elder of the Spirit Hall, a favorite of the Pope's Hall, and the mistress of the current Pope. I am a vested interest and the highest beneficiary of these filth."

"Who would believe that I would stab myself?"

"Do you believe it?"

"..."

“I don’t believe it!”

……

Wuhun City.

After completing the initial training of Liu Erlong, Nan Feng returned to his own safe nest.

"I heard that you threatened Tang Yuehua and also went after Liu Erlong?"

As soon as he entered the Pope's Palace, Nan Feng was questioned by Bibi Dong.

"Oh, dear, are you jealous?" Nan Feng came up to her in a mean way.

Bibi Dong stretched out her hand to block Nan Feng's face, "Not really, I'm just curious about why you're looking for them."

"Of course, I can probably guess a little bit."

She still knew what kind of person Nan Feng was.

She had no doubt that he was bullying men and women, but she had no idea that he was bullying women, and she had no idea that he was bullying men and women, and she had no doubt that he was bullying women, and she had no doubt that he was bullying men and ...

"I thought you would push me against the wall, unleash your spider legs, poke my head, and ask me if I have someone else in my heart and don't love you anymore." Nan Feng said disappointedly.

Bibi Dong's eyes twitched slightly, "Don't go crazy as soon as you come back."

"Yes, yes, yes..." Nan Feng shrugged and lay down on the big sofa beside him.

This is the Pope's office area. In principle, such disrespectful things should not appear here, but as the Pope's secretary, he can't not even have a place to sit.

So, there is this big sofa here.

"If you are really free, please help me teach Nana how to practice martial arts." Bibi Dong said.

"Me?" Nan Feng put down the picture book in his hand.

"You want me, a level 40 soul-broken person, to practice with you? Sister, I'm not even a proper soul master. I don't even have soul rings or soul skills. How can I teach you?"

"You can't..."

“Stop, stop, stop!” Bibi Dong interrupted quickly.

"Nana is still young, don't fool her with those weird things of yours."

Even she couldn't stand Nan Feng's endless nonsense!

Hu Liena must be fooled!
"No, no, no, education still has to start from childhood." Nan Feng sat up.

"That's right, I have an idea!"

"What's the idea?" Bibi Dong asked with a strange look.

"The Spirit Hall believes in angel gods, right?" Nan Feng said.

"Well, what's wrong?" Bibi Dong asked puzzledly.

"Does the angel god have any...quotations or something like that?" Nan Feng asked.

"Quotations?" Bibi Dong was stunned.

"What it is?"

"Oh!" Nan Feng looked disappointed.

"No wonder they are still like this after 20,000 years! These angels are really stupid!"

"They have a fucking god as their ancestor, but they can't even come up with a Bible!"

"With your limited brains, you still want to unify the continent? Even if you unify it, you can't control it."

"The Bible?" Bibi Dong had a bad feeling.

"WTF?"

Nan Feng stood up and said, "Of course it is a classic that has been passed down through the ages!"

"As we all know, God is never wrong. Everything God does is right. Everything that goes against God is rebellion. Only God can bring glory!"

"Only by believing in the great angel God can you ascend to heaven after death!"

"Those who disobey shall be punished by death!"

"..."

"Are you crazy?" Bibi Dong asked strangely.

"Do you believe this kind of nonsense?"

"I don't believe it, but isn't it enough for everyone to believe it?" Nan Feng said.

Bibi Dong's eyes twitched slightly, "What do you want to do?"

"The descendants of the Qian family are unfilial, and I still need to convey the words of the angel God to the world!" Nan Feng sighed.

"Well, if I don't go to heaven, who will?"

"Where are you going?" Bibi Dong looked confused.

"I have to remind you, don't do it!"

"You can do other things. Qian Daoliu is too lazy to bother with you. But if you dare to mess around with this kind of thing, that old thing will use his martial spirit to attack you in a minute!"

"Uh..." Nan Feng paused.

"That makes sense. Let me go into seclusion first!"

(End of this chapter)