MTL - It’s Obviously a Life Skill, But You Developed It Into a Magical Skill-Chapter 156v100 New skills, fight against Yang Jianxin

 As for new skills, Zhou An already has an idea in mind.

Just when he was flipping through these curse books, these curse-related materials talked about some simple methods to break the curse.

 There are many kinds of curses.

 The simplest way to get rid of it is the method of purification.

 What Zhou An wants is also the simplest.

 The purification methods written in this book are only general.

Maybe someone else can't learn it, but Zhou An is different. He only needs to know the direction, and the rest is left to proficiency.

 At this time, he was polite.

Yang Jian thought for a while, then held the sword in his hand sideways: "All my life, I have been thinking about making achievements in the way of swordsmanship. I have been challenging masters all my life. When I was in the second-rate realm, I fought against hundreds of people. In the first-rate realm, I fought against hundreds of people. After the realm, there will be a lot less.”

 But he really didn’t expect that he would be given such a title.

Thinking of this, Zhou An took out the Qingxincao from the pink purse and placed it on the table to keep the Qingxincao away from him.

 “Promise.” Zhou An put away the cold crystal sword and said to Yang Jianxin, cupping his fists.

This sword is crooked and there is nothing wrong with it, but it comes in the blink of an eye.

 As for the subsequent ones, including the recent gathering of conspirators, none of them really fought with all their strength.

 But there was no proficiency in front of me.

　　Yes, this is the simplest.

 There is really a lot of money.

 Especially after becoming a master, these hobbies are infinitely magnified.

This middle-aged swordsman Zhou An knew. He was the man next to the third prince, and he was also a master.

 Alive is the most popular way of saying it.

 Zhou An then put the Qingxincao back into the pink purse and put it in his arms.

Yang Jianxin didn’t stay any longer and turned around to leave.

Yang Jianxin's sword is very strong. It has a sword dance for defense and a killing sword for attack. It integrates offense and defense.

But Yang Jianxin’s next step brought the sword to life.

 Some things are considered relatively normal.

Thinking of this, Zhou An did not rest. He took a sip of tea, looked at the wooden bucket in front of him, and continued washing.

It can’t be said that the third prince’s father made a deal with him and gave him a lot of secret books, so he also asked him to support the third prince by the way.

“Wait a minute, you just said that the knife and the pot are both absolute, right?” Zhou An was unsure and asked again.

Zhou An felt that his previous knowledge was still too short-sighted.

“Master Zhou, I have a gracious request!” Yang Jianxin suddenly stood up with a serious expression.

This battle gave him a lot of inspiration, but now he needs to think about it carefully.

 The middle-aged man touched the iron sword, his eyes showing a kind of love that can only be seen for women.

Even though he was drinking tea and talking, Yang Jianxin still held the iron sword in his hand and made no move.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Zhou An received a reply.

 At this moment, the interest in Zhou An's eyes became even stronger.

 He knows that the names in the arena are all recognized by people in the arena.

“In that case, I will thank Master Zhou on behalf of the third prince.” Yang Jianxin said, cupping his hands.

Since they were fighting each other, Yang Jian was aboveboard and did not hide anything.

You call him a master of swords and swords, and the sound will be loud, but if you give him a master of swords and pots, isn't this a bit ridiculous?

Of course, it really suits him.

 It can be said that he is one of the best among the first-class masters.

 The swordsman in front of him was the bodyguard of the third prince. He knew very well the reason why the swordsman came.

The woman in black stretched out her white hand and wanted to touch his chest.

 But he gets angry when he can't catch any fish.

Because he is in the industry, there is nothing wrong with soaking his skin like this. If it were an ordinary person, he would probably be swollen after soaking for one night.

In this world, who doesn’t want to take a shower? This is a life skill that requires proper living.

"That's right, Mr. Zhou, isn't this your name in the world? Recently, it has been widely spread in the world that Mr. Zhou is not only excellent in swordsmanship, but also has a powerful pot skill. Now we are a first-class master. The news has spread throughout the circle, and many people have admired him for a long time and want to come and meet him.”

 Because bathing is also a life skill, he only needs to upgrade this skill to a high level to completely evolve the curse.

The middle-aged swordsman propped his chin with his hand and still held the iron sword tightly with his other hand. He felt that he had come at the wrong time.

 He used the skill of taking a bath.

　　After saying this, Yang Jianxin showed a look of surprise.

 The woman in black emerges from the shadows.

"Master Zhou, you are indeed a member of my generation. I saw it right! Those people used to say that I was a lunatic and that what I did was wrong, but they all lost at my hands. I think I was right. , now you agree, right?"

 Then, he looked at the barrel in front of him and rubbed his hands.

Yang Jianxin's eyes lit up: "Master Zhou's sword is really terrifying. I have never seen such a powerful sword light, and it is even poisonous. Master Zhou was right just now, so except for the Yang family's sword dance, I have always I’m practicing another sword.”

All kinds of water sounds were heard endlessly.

 To be honest, along the way, there are only a few times where I can be excited.

  After all, it was a competition, just click and stop, so we didn’t come up with anything that fancy.

Money can make a difference these days. Even if you are a top-notch expert, you may not have nothing to spend money on?

 At noon, a man dressed strangely appeared in front of the house.

 After a while, the proficiency level began to increase.

Yang Jianxin nodded, and led by Zhou An to the courtyard of the house.

 The simplest of them is to take a shower directly.

 Children of Jianghu don’t care about these mundane etiquette.

 He could feel that Zhou An's swordsmanship was much stronger than his own.

Zhou An looked at the middle-aged swordsman up and down with deep eyes: "You came at the right time."

As for why he didn’t do it himself, the reason was that the third prince was too confused by what he did in Tingyun Mansion.

 He said he didn't understand, but Yang Jianxin couldn't explain it either.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou An felt the murderous intent on the long sword.

 This is what the third prince said to him.

Yang Jianxin cupped his hands, said thank you, and walked in.

 It came out as expected, and there’s nothing wrong with it!

 Actually, if you think about it carefully, this thing can be regarded as a life skill.

There was a clang and a crisp sound.

Although the sound is very small, for first-class masters like them, it is really easy to hear it.

Yang Jianxin himself is a person from the world of martial arts, so he naturally has the freedom and ease of the martial arts world in doing things. He didn't want to beat around the bush and mentioned it directly.

Yang Jianxin nodded, then looked around, and said in a particularly helpless tone: "Master Zhou, it's like this. The third prince wants to get the support of Master Zhou. Of course, the third prince will also give him the corresponding support." The good thing is that in the future, whenever you go to a certain place in the Great Chu Kingdom, you can go to any chamber of commerce and Mr. Zhou will make it easier."

Zhou An saw Yang Jianxin's expression and knew what he was thinking, but it was hard for him to say these things.

“Master Zhou, this sword has defeated hundreds of masters when it was a second-rate sword, and it also defeated a dozen masters when it was a first-rate sword. You should be careful,” Yang Jianxin said.

Zhou An’s hand holding the tea cup paused slightly.

 Now that he had this opportunity, he really wanted to try it.

After Yang Jianxin took a sip, he said: "I came here this time with the sincerity of the third prince. Don't be offended, Mr. Zhou. The third prince has returned to the capital now and is busy with his affairs. He really has no time." , and the third prince felt that it would be presumptuous to bring up some things when they first met, so he didn't bring it up. "

Zhou An nodded: "Yes, if you can take my sword, you are considered to be the best among the first-class masters, but the swordsmanship alone is not enough for defense."

Yang Jianxin’s eyes immediately lit up when this action appeared: "What a good knife! Made of cold crystal, it is really a good knife!"

"Master Zhou, I am a swordsman, and my swordsmanship is the art of love. Some people say that you can become the best swordsman in the world only by forgetting love, but I think you can achieve it only by having love."

Yang Jianxin is an honest man and has only loved swords all his life, so he explained unabashedly: "Those of us who practice swordsmanship, if we can move and lift freely and reach the top level, it will become sword intention or sword intention. This thing It’s hard to explain, but once you break through that level, you will naturally understand it. For example, my sword intention is my love for this long sword.”

Thinking of this, he took out the cold crystal knife and killed the woman in black again.

He has already thought of this reason, and it is actually a legitimate reason.

Yang Jianxin held the iron sword and stood in a place in the yard. Then there was no ink mark, and she clasped her fists: "Master Zhou, please."

With this sword, the cook can kill people.

 This has nothing to do with the casting, but Yang Jianxin's long-term use of this sword.

 Fortunately, this house is really big, no matter how loud he washes in the room, it will not be heard by people outside.

 Zhou An's eyes widened.

 Zhou An nodded and said, "Brother Yang, walk slowly."

 But the next moment, he heard something was wrong.

Zhou An quickly mastered all the skills of bathing.

Zhou An felt that Yang Jian's heart had changed at this moment, as if he had turned into a sword, with a strong intention to attack.

 Let’s take another example of him.

Yang Jianxin was going forward without hesitation, but when the light of the sword was about to approach, he suddenly withdrew his long sword, then turned the long sword around, dancing tightly around him.

 He felt as if the polite words he just said were taken seriously by Yang Jianxin.

 “Why didn’t you say it then? Why didn’t you say it earlier?”

Thinking about this, Zhou An took another sip of tea and then said.

 The middle-aged swordsman stood at the door, raising his hand to knock.

His reaction was also quick, he raised his hand and waved the cold crystal knife.

 In the casting industry, it has happened before. Of course, this is the first time Zhou An has seen such a high spirituality being given to cast objects.

 Actually, the third prince was too embarrassed to come over, so he asked him to come over and say a few words.

 For example, some masters like fishing, which is called cultivating the mind.

 The second time, Yuejiang was weird, and I felt very comfortable at that time.

 “I am defeated and I am convinced.” Yang Jianxin sighed.

This time the third prince finished his trip and returned to the capital. There was no danger anymore, so he was asked to come out and came specifically to find Zhou An.

 Time gradually passed and the morning ended.

"How do you know? After this spread, it gradually spread. I don't know who was the first to spread it." Yang Jianxin said.

 Zhou An looked interested when he heard these two words.

The cold crystal knife was covered with a jet-black light and a layer of water.

  Magistrate Chen made me very excited at first, because I didn’t have many skills at that time, so the battle was very enjoyable. I still used soft armor to kill Magistrate Chen.

 After speaking, Yang Jianxin suddenly made a move.

 A whole night passed.

Yang Jianxin was defeated.

 The so-called purification, in Zhou An's view, does not seem to be an active skill, not suitable for attack skills, and not a defensive skill, but it can purify all negative states on one's body.

This man was wearing ordinary clothes, about forty years old, and holding a sword in his hand.

 After filling the bathing barrel, the whole person soaked directly in it.

Zhou An touched his chin: "Is it something about the prince's dispute?" You don't need to guess, you know that if you suddenly come to him at this time, it must be this matter.

 Hello, Hengtong Chamber of Commerce is sensible, and all the good tea is prepared here.

 It turns out that you, kid, are actually passionate about a sword.

 Zhou An touched his chin: "That's it."

 This is murderous intent.

"So, I have to try it right away." Thinking of this, Zhou An felt a little uncomfortable.

 It just so happens that it’s evening now, so there’s nothing wrong with taking a shower.

There are many masters in this world, and each master has some unique hobbies.

 But that doesn’t mean he likes this name.

“Well, after the third prince returned to the capital, he sent me out and insisted on asking me to come and talk to Zhou An. I’m really speechless.” The middle-aged swordsman rubbed his brows vigorously, looking helpless.

 Life skills come from life, and life is the mainstream.

 【Bath lv.1：1/10000】

 “As long as it works.” Zhou An breathed a sigh of relief.

 Having a new skill direction, he wanted to try it out.

“Because some of today’s top masters have rejected my challenge in order to protect their feathers. Mr. Zhou is a master. I want to compete with Mr. Zhou until I click.”

Yang Jianxin looked at the iron sword in his hand lovingly and wiped it with his index finger.

"Love is not just for people. I nourish my sword with love and treat the sword as my lover. Now I have become a little bit mature."

Thinking of this, Zhou An started to boil water directly.

"Maybe I came at the wrong time." The middle-aged swordsman thought in his heart, and then subconsciously said it out loud.

Zhou An had no expression on his face and said in a very low voice: "Who was the first to spread the word?"

There are also some masters who like to stay at home. They talk about retreat, but in fact they don’t like to go out.

Of course, Zhou An didn’t say it directly.

I don’t know why, but when Zhou An said these words, Yang Jianxin felt an inexplicable indifference.

 In fact, the third prince knew that he was really confused about the operation at that time.

 Then, he raised the cold crystal knife and slashed it out.

Especially when Yang Jianxin said he wanted to challenge, the sword trembled slightly, and the spirituality in the sword seemed to be ready to come out.

 The Qi in the body circulated, and the long sword was blown away by the cold crystal knife.

As a result, when I was communicating with the third prince, I mentioned this matter, and the third prince couldn't stand it anymore.

Zhou An asked: "Brother Yang, just say it if you have anything to say. If I can do it, I will do my best."

It’s just that I was obsessed with liver proficiency just now and I don’t want to be interrupted for the time being.

The smoke gradually solidified, and finally turned into a line of text, which appeared in front of his eyes.

 Although the level was low, he felt that he could give this thing a try.

Although the power of the third prince is weaker than that of the other two princes, the Great Chu Chamber of Commerce is not weak.

The woman in black was split in half and disappeared into the shadows.

 His whole body was in a state of surprise.

Zhou An suppressed the outburst of his liver emperor's state. He first went out to have breakfast, then returned home and continued to wash.

After finishing speaking, Yang Jianxin nodded.

 The next moment, Zhou An circulated the Qi in his body.

 After careful consideration, Zhou An decided to take a bath.

 Proficiency is rising crazily.

 The fifth level fusion casting method can feel that there seems to be a trace of spirituality in this iron sword.

 Under the leadership of Zhou An, we came to a room.

 When the Qingxincao was put aside, there was movement in the shadows on the soles of the feet.

Thinking of this, Zhou An looked at the shadows under his feet again.

"Brother Yang is here this time. He must have something to do. Please come in." Zhou An didn't think too much about these matters and raised his hand as a gesture of invitation.

Zhou An is a blacksmith. He has level five fusion casting method and can see through the essence.

 Zhou An's hands were itchy.

This iron sword is still rusty, but from Zhou An's point of view, this iron sword is not simple.

Of course, he couldn’t do it to Zhou An.

 But as soon as these words were said, the singing in the house disappeared, and the door was opened by Zhou An from the inside.

First the pale face, then the slender neck, round shoulders, and finally the bumpy figure appeared in front of him.

 So the simpler it is, the closer it is to life.

If you flatter me first, won't the embarrassment be over?

"Uh-huh?"

What's more, the Hengtong Chamber of Commerce not only has money, but also has some things that are hard to buy with money.

Yang Jianxin unsheathed his iron sword.

After a while, the smoke suddenly appeared and condensed into a line of text.

 He does know how to use a knife and a pot.

Yang Jianxin was very happy and excited at the same time.

 “There’s no way, just bite the bullet and go for it.”

 But he felt that it would be a bit offensive to say that he was just being polite at this time, so he could only nod his head.

 The woman in black stopped.

Zhou An nodded, with a fighting spirit in his eyes.

But the middle-aged swordsman was still messing around in the arena. At this time, he used his fast speed to cover up his embarrassment. He cupped his fists and said: "I, Yang Jianxin, have met Mr. Zhou, and I take the liberty to disturb you. I hope Mr. Zhou will respect your sword. Mr. Zhou swords The title of Guo Shuangjue makes me admire you."

  It requires a variety of complex rituals, which makes it difficult for Zhou An to develop skills.

This coldness surrounded him. As a swordsman who often wandered between life and death, Yang Jianxin knew very well what this coldness represented.

But both of them are masters, so they naturally know that even with just three moves, they can determine the difference between life and death.

This sword is no different from an ordinary sword. The only difference is that there is a lot of rust on the hilt, making it look more worn out than an ordinary sword.

 A curse is actually a layer of unhealthy things covering the originally healthy body. Then the simplest bath can wash away all the curses.

This late at night, the frightening sound of water came from Zhou An's house.

 The only one injured was the barrel.

He felt that it was like spying on the other person's secret and then being discovered by the other person. He felt inexplicably embarrassed.

Zhou An finally understood. He thought there was something important, but it turned out to be a competition.

 It is obviously the emperor's secret, but these things cannot be said.

 As long as you have skills!

However, currently, there are no attributes for this skill, and it needs to be upgraded to level two.

 Because in the eyes of knowledgeable people, this long, rusty face carries a sharpness that makes it difficult to look directly at it, and even the scabbard cannot conceal the intent of the sword.

 In his previous life, he had seen many strange things, such as animals...

  But as a bodyguard, how could he make a decision on this matter.

 Don’t you feel cut?

 He is a sword-loving person, so at this time, he did not care about etiquette.

  But if you are a sword master, you will definitely be surprised when you see this sword.

 It was already considered good to be able to take one of his swords. Now he wanted to see Yang Jianxin's killing sword.

 Over a long period of time, Jian became involved with Yang Jianxin.

 After thinking for a moment, he agreed.

 Some people even targeted the exhaust pipes of cars.

 A strong murderous aura rippled on the long sword, and the surrounding air gradually became distorted.

 After a while, he opened his eyes and thought about what he had just thought.

Yang Jianxin heard Zhou An say this and focused his eyes on the iron sword again, with a look of emotion in his eyes that made Zhou An's skin crawl.

Like a TV with poor signal, the aura of the woman in black is a little distorted.

He felt that this thing seemed to be more advanced than being able to move and lift freely.

Hengtong Chamber of Commerce is very wealthy, so the house given to Zhou An is naturally the best.

 But looking at what Yang Jianxin meant, if he didn't explain this matter, it might arouse suspicion from the third prince.

 The cold crystal knife came into contact with the long sword. After the two came into contact, a crisp sound echoed.

 “Let’s raise it to level three first and then cause a qualitative change.”

 But he was still complaining in his heart.

 Another reason is that he has been away from the capital for too long, and the Third Prince's affairs have become onerous.

Zhou An thought for a moment and finally thought of the difference.

 He said to Zhou An: "Master Zhou, after this battle, I have gained an understanding of swordsmanship, and my swordsmanship can also be improved."

After he wiped it, the rust blended into the iron sword, and the iron sword immediately became cold and gleaming, and it was not ordinary at first glance.

The long sword was in mid-air, a sonic boom sounded, and then, the sword stabbed straight at Zhou An.

 Sword intent?

 Zhou An pulled out the cold crystal knife from the pink purse.

  But for Zhou An, it is particularly effective.

 In fact, that trace of spirituality was given to Iron Sword by Yang Jianxin.

 He ​​remembered a sentence he had read in his previous life and subconsciously said it: "The best is love, the best is sword."

 Zhou An felt that the air around him had turned into swords.

 Otherwise the house will be destroyed.

 【Bath lv.2 (Purification +1): 1/20000】

 At present, the level of this skill is too low and it can only cause a little interference.

 …

The Yang Jianxin in front of him is indeed a master, and you can feel it from the sword in his hand.

Originally, he could just talk to Zhou An directly, but he felt that the masters in the world did not like people they knew personally, so they just met each other.

“Master Zhou, you seem to be not satisfied with this title. I actually think it’s pretty good.” Yang Jianxin scratched his head and said.

 At the next moment, Yang Jianxin took action first.

Zhou An made a pot of tea and poured a cup for Yang Jianxin.

“Sure enough, you will never deceive me.” Zhou An’s eyes showed joy.

As soon as these words came out, Yang Jianxin's eyes immediately lit up, showing an eager expression.

This place is in broad daylight and it is Mr. Zhou's house. The middle-aged swordsman does not think that anyone dares to cause trouble here.

 “Good swordsmanship.” Zhou An couldn’t help but praise.

 And singing in the shower, isn’t this a routine operation?

 It was not until the middle-aged swordsman said this that he opened the door.

 He has now reached the top level at this level. If he wants to go further, he only needs to improve the Chef Ding's sword skills, but he really wants to know about it.

He felt that his idea was correct.

This stab, the powerful sword intent, surged towards Zhou An.

At this moment, Yang Jianxin seemed to have given up on defense and focused on his killing sword, constantly colliding with the cold crystal sword.

 This is what is written in this book, and it may be particularly funny to others.

As for why he sang in the shower, he thought it was too boring to take a shower alone, so he wanted to cheer up his mood.

"Well, what's going on? Why is Mr. Zhou taking a shower and still singing?" The middle-aged swordsman was confused.

Zhou An chuckled: "Brother Yang, don't you know who spread the news first?"

But and a sword, this was the first time Zhou An heard about it.

 It’s too easy after all.

 When the sun shone in from the window the next day, Zhou An wiped the water on his head and looked at the smoke in front of him, not feeling tired at all.

Zhou An asked: "Brother Yang, how does your sword make me feel alive?"

He thought that if he caught the first person who spread the news, he would give him a good beating.

 The smoke in front of my eyes gradually disappeared, and then turned into a large amount of information, which was transmitted to my mind.

He felt that Zhou An would not agree if he raised this matter, and he was still thinking about how to say it to completely convince Zhou An.

 Of course, this is only one of the reasons.

 After three moves, Yang Jianxin took a step back and sheathed the sword.

 He felt that he might be able to gain something after Pao Ding’s Jie Ren Dao was raised to a higher level.

Yang Jianxin's sword is very strange. It doesn't look like he is killing people, but it is a kind of sword dance.

 “This attribute is a bit interesting.” Zhou An thought deeply.

 It is indeed Zhou An who is taking a bath and singing.

Yang Jianxin was stunned.

 The sword light overlapped one after another and swept towards Yang Jianxin.

This courtyard is so big that more than a hundred people can stand there.

 He is the third prince's personal bodyguard, and he had met Zhou An before when he was in Tingyun Mansion.

“These days, having money makes it easier to do things, and being able to get support from various chambers of commerce in the Chu Kingdom will make my future career easier.”

Yang Jianxin cupped his hands and said, "Master Zhou, I know a lot about this battle, so I'm going to leave first. I'm going to think about it carefully."

With his current strength, how could he not know that there was someone standing in front of his house?

 How terrifying!

 Wouldn’t it be very sharp?

At this moment, Zhou An was the only one left in the yard.

If Yang Jianxin's swordsmanship continues like this, he will definitely be the best among men in the future.

 Because I was just taking a bath, not taking a shower, so I didn’t come out.

The sword is covered with thick rust. From the surface, this sword is no different from scrap metal.

Zhou An thought for a moment, and then began to wash in earnest.

If Yang Jianxin uses an ordinary long sword, he can exert all his strength, but if he uses this iron sword, he can exert even greater strength.

 This situation was beyond Zhou An's expectation.

Originally, the first half of the sentence was fine, and Zhou An agreed, but when he heard the second half, he was stunned.

 Zhou An took several deep breaths to calm down his inner emotions.

The surrounding dark green sword light was blocked by the iron sword, and gradually dissipated as Yang Jianxin danced.

 Zhou An thinks so.

The two of them had just exchanged moves, which were purely sword moves against sword moves. Except for the initial sword light and the Yang Family Sword Dance, the next three moves were completely a competition in moves.

　　The middle-aged swordsman’s mouth twitched slightly when he saw Zhou An suddenly opening the door.

 He ​​touched his chin and thought: "It seems to have some effect. Maybe after a qualitative change, there will be a solution."

  Including curses.

"This sword technique is my own creation, called Killing Sword. It is simple and direct, and never pays attention to any bells and whistles."

 Zhou An put down the tea cup in his hand: "No problem, just support me, there is no problem at all."

 After returning home, he planned to review the situation carefully, and then through this battle, he would further improve his understanding of swordsmanship and reach a higher level.

 A hazy white light appeared around Zhou An's body.

He said he was thanking him, but Yang Jianxin had no intention of leaving. He held the iron sword in his hand and seemed to be struggling with something.

 Good guy, he felt that the look in his eyes just now was wrong.

“The yard in front is very spacious, go to the yard.” Zhou An stood up.

Yang Jianxin's eyes became sharp, and then he thrust his long sword towards Zhou An.

 After all, the Chamber of Commerce is in charge of the entire Chu Kingdom, and things will go wrong if you are not careful, so it is not convenient to come here.

If you suddenly come to see me at this time, something must be wrong.

Zhou An swung his sword again, but instead of using the black-blue sword light, he directly used his long sword to attack Yang Jianxin.

 What happened just now is obviously effective for the woman in black.

 The next moment, a dark green sword light emerged, filling the entire courtyard.

“This is the sword dance of the Yang family, with first-rate defense.” Yang Jianxin said.

He also wanted to give it a try to see if he could have a smooth battle.

I have prepared nearly a thousand words of persuasive methods, but when I came to you, why did I suddenly agree? This is too outrageous.

The dull face was expressionless, but seemed to be disturbed.

 He is looking forward to what kind of skill this life skill will turn into after it reaches level three.

He even wondered if he opened it the wrong way and should go to the door again and knock again.

 He felt that he would be embarrassed if he saw a side of Zhou An that no one knew about.

 So the third prince got angry.

 After Zhou An closed the door, he thought about it, returned to the house, and started to wash in the barrel again.

 He is looking forward to seeing what effect the bathing skill will have after its qualitative change.

 (End of this chapter)