Me, Sign A Super Duck King At The Start

Chapter 102: Head Han, thank you!

When Han Yun heard Hai Dafu even say two regrets, he asked curiously:

"Lao Fu, what do you regret? It's a pity that you cut off the teleportation channel to the land of the ghost gate!"

"Of course not, what a pity the old man is doing this?"

"If the transmission channel of the land of the ghost gate were not destroyed, the Nine Nether Continent would be occupied by more necromantic evil spirits, young man, you may not even have the opportunity to come to this world!"

"It's a pity for the old man that the old man also knows another place where there is a lot of the power of primitive rules. Although it is not a forbidden place, it is better than a forbidden place."

"But it's a pity that you have absorbed the Death rule and embarked on the path of understanding the Death rule. The place that the old man knows is different from the direction of your enlightenment!"

"That's why the old man said it's a pity..."

After Han Yun heard the words, he basically understood what Hai Dafu meant.

In the world of Jiuyou Continent, a cultivator can only perceive the power of one rule.

There are two main reasons, one mind and one mind are better than two minds.

You don't even understand the power of one rule, so you are eager to understand another rule. What can you practice?

But for Han Yun, this is nothing!

Is his Han Yun a person who comprehends cultivation?

He clearly relies on the super synthesis system! !

As long as there are regular fragments that can be synthesized, who will slowly comprehend it?

Since he has an open and hanging system, who is going to be an ascetic monk!

Is your head getting water?

Therefore, when Han Yun heard Hai Dafu say that there is a place similar to Qijee Forbidden Land, his heart was full of surprise and curiosity.

Both the duck tyrant and the turtle fairy can master the power of two rules, are they not better than a duck and a little tortoise?

The power of rules mastered by spirit beast comes from the inheritance of bloodline talent. Since they can comprehend the power of two rules at the same time, they must be able to.

Han Yun looked at Hai Dafu, and then asked without hesitation:

"Old rich, do you know where that place is?"

"I'm going to have a look!"

After hearing this, Haishen's host, Hai Dafu, was taken aback:

"Boy, don't you really want to try to comprehend the power of other rules?"

"Young man, you can't chew too much greed. The path of cultivating immortals must be single-minded in order to achieve a positive result. Comprehending the power of multiple rules is not necessarily better than comprehending one!"

"in addition……"

"Alright, old rich, don't give me chicken soup for the soul, just tell me where the place is, I have my own opinion!"

"You have to hand it in. Don't always call me a young man. My surname is Han. Just call me the head of Han!"

"..."

Hai Dafu was silent for a while, then slowly said:

"It seems that you are determined to go there, well, there is nothing wrong with that!"

"Maybe you will change your mind when you get there!"

"That place is near the ruins of my Sea God Tower!"

"You take the old man, and the old man will show you the way."

"good!"

Han Yun put the jade card that was about to be broken in his arms, and then woke up Guixian.

In a short while, Han Yun walked to the beach.

At this moment, Luan Luan's father, who was still asleep, was lying on the ground, Han Yun slapped him directly, and woke him up!

"Ah? This...Where is this?"

"You are now on the remains of the Sea God Tower!"

Luan Luan's father quickly remembered the cause of the incident and glanced at the deserted continent in front of him, his legs trembling all the time.

"This... is this really on the remains of the Sea God Tower?"

"I... will I be killed by the monsters here?"

"Here……"

Lan Yujie's eyes were full of fear and anxiety, and he was forced to continue.

Han Yun felt a bit noisy, and slapped him over again with another slap.

Then he threw Lan Yujie onto the boat, and Han Yun said to Hai Dafu:

"Old rich, let me ask you a few questions."

"What's the matter with that old man rowing? Your Sea God Tower has been wiped out by the necromantic evil spirits, why would someone go out to collect protection fees?"

"Is that old boating man a puppet or a living dead? I can't feel any vitality in him!"

After Hai Dafu listened to Han Yun's words, there was a trace of unspeakable sadness in his words.

"The old man rowing is one of my personal core disciple!"

"Head Han, you are right, he is indeed a living dead, and now there is only a ray of resentment that is struggling to sustain him!"

"When the necromantic evil ran out, I had a foreboding that the Seagod Tower would be imminent."

"So I smashed the mainland and let the island fragments drift into the deep sea. At the same time, I gathered all the power of the Seagod Tower to set up an isolated super circle, so that the necromantic evil spirits could not perceive the creatures outside this continent."

"In this way, even if the evil evil spirits wake up, they won't run around because they can't feel the creatures from the outside world!"

"The isolation of the magic circle requires a lot of energy to maintain its operation, so there must be disciples who continuously output energy for the magic circle!"

"And one of my direct disciples volunteered to be the one who will always transmit energy to the magic circle, so I endured grief and trained him to become a living dead."

"My personal disciple will go out to sea once a year, relying on that ray of resentment to support the boat, and go to outside islands to collect tribute."

"He will send the Monster cores collected from the islands to the beach, and the Black Spirit Ant is responsible for transporting those Monster cores under the magic circle for absorption by the magic circle!"

"Now, the evil evil spirit is dead, and the power of the Death rule has been absorbed by you. Everything in my Seagod Tower has become a cloud of smoke. Can the head of Han give my direct disciple a pain!"

"Let my direct disciple get... real relief, right?"

After Han Yun heard the words, he felt Hai Dafu's trembling voice, and there was some complexity in his heart.

"What is the name of your personal disciple?"

"Nie Feng!"

"Nie Feng? Well, the name is pretty good, how do you sound familiar?"

Han Yun turned around and looked at the old boating man.

The next moment, with a casual wave of his palm, he dispelled the resentment from the old boating man.

Nie Feng lost that resentment and instantly fell to the ground.

Han Yun and Guixian dug a deep hole in the same place and buried Nie Feng's body and the boat that had accompanied him for many years.

After burying, Han Yun set up a stone tablet in front of the tomb,

"Sea God Tower, Nie Feng's Tomb!"

Han Yun then took out a hip flask from the storage ring and placed it in front of the tombstone.