On the rockery platform next to the soup pool, Zheng Fan was lying on it, and Siniang was massaging Zheng Fan.
"Dead zombies are real, so I don't know how to be gentle."
Siniang looked at the bruises on Zheng Fan's back and said she was lying if she didn't feel distressed. of.
"It's OK, it's OK."
Zheng Fan didn't care, but comforted Siniang and said:
"Other people practice or go to the waterfall to beat themselves. Either practicing with a big tortoise shell on my back or something like that,
This is pretty comfortable for me.”
Zheng Fan never thought that he would practice martial arts one day. In fact, in his previous life, he believed in "martial arts" and believed that there were real warriors in this world, but they should not be as awesome as those in martial arts.
As for the masters and grandmasters on the Internet, they are just for fun. Real skills require hard work since childhood, and Zheng Fan knows that he cannot bear that hardship.
But form is stronger than people. He himself did not expect that he, a comic otaku, would actually come to this other world after death. Whether it was out of responsibility for himself or for his subordinates, he All must be practiced.
"My lord, can we practice in another way?" Siniang suggested.
Training as a warrior is a bit too slow, and it is too easy to become disabled.
"Huh? How do you say that?"
"This world is not just about warriors. Your Majesty, you can practice some other things, as long as you can become stronger." "?"
"Practice other things?"
"I heard that if the magician has good talent, it is easy to make rapid progress."
"Um..."
"Besides, those magicians are basically thin-skinned and tender-bodied."
"Let's talk about this later. Let's boil the bones first." There’s no harm in learning some basic fighting routines before you start practicing.”
Zheng Fan still understands the principle of not giving up halfway, and he doesn’t feel like he’s gone after just a few days of hardship. Take shortcuts.
"Then... you can let A Ming bite you, and you will almost get a low-level vampire physique."
"Become a vampire?"
Zheng Fan was really tempted by this suggestion.
The resilience of vampires is beyond that of ordinary people, which directly means that their ability to survive has skyrocketed.
Even though he has continued to practice, Zheng Fan does not think that one day he will really be able to rush in front of these demon kings under him.
He is just a mascot. As long as he stays behind and doesn't die, he is the greatest support to these subordinates.
If conditions permit, you can also get some buffs for yourself, such as group bonuses or group health recovery.
"Well, the slave family will go to A Ming to mention it later. Although he is stillWe haven't recovered much, and the number of first-time supporters should be limited, but no matter what, we are our own family after all. Rather than taking advantage of outsiders, it is better not to let the wealth go to outsiders.
You think this is the truth, Lord. "
"Well..."
Zheng Fan could still stay awake at first and chat with Siniang. Gradually, he couldn't stand it anymore and became drowsy. Seeing this, Si Niang picked up a blanket next to him, covered Zheng Fan with it, and then walked out quietly. After closing the door and turning around, Siniang's eyes immediately froze, and at the position next to her, thin threads like spider silk began to tighten.
"Ahem...it's me. "
The figure suddenly appeared in the black shadow and spoke, it was Blind Bei.
Six Niang breathed a long sigh of relief, removed the silk threads around her body, and complained a little:
< p> "It's late at night, and you don't know how to light a lantern when you go out for a walk. If you throw a pestle over there without warning, what should you do if you really scare someone to death?" ""Me, lighting a lantern? "
"Yes, if you can't make it convenient for yourself, you can at least make it easier for others. It's not like you don't know your own characteristics. You can rely on your mental power to block other people's perceptions. "
"Okay, I will go out to light a lantern at night. "
"Is something wrong? "
" Something happened. "
"Okay, but don't say it here. The Lord has already fallen asleep here, so don't disturb the Lord. "
"Okay, go to the pavilion. ”
…………
What surprised Siniang was that there were already many people sitting in the pavilion.
Liang Cheng, A Ming , Xue San and Fan Li were all sitting there, and some simple side dishes were prepared on the stone table in the pavilion.
"Hey, is this a meeting? "
Feng Siniang sat down on the empty seat next to Liang Cheng, and then asked curiously:
"What scent? "
Liang Cheng's expression became a little tense.
"Oh ho ho..." Siniang covered her mouth and laughed, and glanced at the person sitting opposite her from the corner of her eye. A Ming said: "It seems that you two have a good relationship. The master and I have just made it, but it has been used by you first. "
"Ahem..." Blind Beigan coughed a few times and said, "Let's get down to business. "
"Business? By the way, A Ming, you can bite the Lord tomorrow. "
A Ming shook his head and said: "I know what you want to do, but it is impossible now. The power I have recovered now is too limited. If the Lord becomes my first embrace at this moment, , the Lord can acquire some recovery abilities that are beyond ordinary people, but after about half a year, the Lord will become a beast that only knows how to drink human blood, and even lose his sanity. "
Sixiang thought about it and said, "It feels pretty good. Can my lifespan be increased?" "
"As long as there is enough fresh human blood, theoretically, one can live for more than a hundred years. ”
"Hey, it's not impossible to think about it. Alas, there is a problem. If the Lord is unconscious and we lick him, will he still feel it?"
A Ming thought about it. After a while, he said: "People feed dogs food. After feeding them for a long time, dogs can still wag their tails at people."
"Let's get down to business."
The blind man couldn't bear it I interrupted the current conversation,
Nima,
This is disrespectful!
Everyone in the pavilion straightened their backs subconsciously.
Blind Bei nodded with satisfaction, as if he could really see it.
"The theme of tonight's group meeting is..."
Blind Bei poured the wine in the glass in front of him on the table. A force pulled it and floated in the air, forming two words:
Cultivation.
"Liang Cheng, let me first tell you about your master's cultivation in recent days."
Liang Cheng has been responsible for Zheng Fan's cultivation in the past few days, so he must first Ask Liang Cheng.
"My lord, before, I had no fighting experience at all, I don't know any tricks, I don't know how to use my body, and my reflexes are not sharp enough."
Because my lord is not here, there is no way People retorted.
"But..."
Liang Cheng's turn made everyone present couldn't help but prick up their ears.
Obviously, no one really wants their boss to be a waste.
Although, no matter whether the Lord is a waste or not, everyone will respect him, protect him, care for him and lick him as always.
"The Lord is very powerful."
"How big is it?" A Ming asked.
“It has not been a month since the Lord woke up. It stands to reason that a body that has been bedridden for half a year, no matter how well it is taken care of, will have a great decline in all aspects of the body’s functions. In the future, Unless it takes at least half a year of recuperation, it will be difficult to recover.
But the master’s strength is comparable to that of an adult man who often practices martial arts.”
Xue San pursed his lips. The guy who was killed by his master on the battlefield immediately came to mind.
"Well, the problem probably lies here." Blind Bei pointed his finger for a while, and the word "cultivation" floating in the sky flowed into his mouth, and he drank it, and then continued :
“I have always had a doubt, that is, what is the specific relationship between the recovery of our strength and the Lord.
One thing can be confirmed, that is, We need to gain the approval of the Lord, so we must adhere to the principle of unconditionally licking the Lord and cannot waver."
Everyone nodded together,
Who would be willing to be a licking dog if it were not for power. Woolen cloth?
But if you can gain strength just by licking it, is there anything more cost-effective in the world?
We are all adults, there is nothing to be pretentious aboutAnd can't look away.
“But the problem is that the strength of all of us has indeed recovered a little, but on this basis, no matter what I have used various methods, I can’t recover it. It has improved a lot."
"Yes."
"Yes."
Everyone here nodded.
Their desire for power is beyond the imagination of normal people.
They don’t care about money or fame. They only care about freedom. Without power, you can’t be free at all.
"Blind man, tell me what you found," Siniang said to the blind man Bei.
"My guess is that the degree of our strength recovery is probably related to the strength of the Lord."
"What does this mean?" Xue San was a little confused. Not sure why.
Six Niang frowned slightly, thoughtfully.
Liang Cheng continued to remain calm, while A Ming raised his lips.
Actually, none of the people here are stupid. They may not have thought about some of the speculations. Even Xue San who asked the question, God knows if he just habitually set up a stage for blind Bei. ?
"When the Lord is unconscious... Well, to use a term similar to online games, the Lord is offline. As the Lord's subordinates, we are actually equivalent to the Lord's mounts..."< /p>
"Ahem..."
Six Niang coughed.
“Okay, it’s like a baby.
Maybe it’s also because of the offline status of the master that our own level is also grey. Although we can act, our attributes The panel is gray.
When the master wakes up, the master's level may be level 1.
Then our level will become less than or equal to. Level 1.
This foundation is to obtain the approval of the master first, which is a bit like chatting with the old man standing at the entrance of the novice village. ”
Everyone is thinking about the blind man. As for Bei's words, A Ming was the first to speak:
"That is to say, because the Lord is still at level 1, no, in other words, as long as the Lord's own strength level does not improve, We have to be suppressed by the Lord all the time?"
"That's what it means." Blind Bei nodded.
At this moment,
Fan Li, an honest man who usually rarely talks during dinners and meetings and only eats and drinks, his words made everyone in the pavilion excited. The atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point.
Fan Li smiled honestly at first,
somewhat shyly stretched out his hand to scratch his hair,
said:
"Then, if the master is cut off, will the restrictions be lifted?"
The whole audience,
dead silence...
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