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Chapter 1262: Zong Ze's Reshaped Life

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    Since childhood, what Zong Ze feared most was that he would be controlled by the turbulent fighting spirit caused by bad luck.

    The burning sensation brought about by being filled with fighting spirit is one thing, and what is more important is that Zong Ze was taught to be a strong man since he was a child.

    So Zongze doesn't like to let things out of his control.

    What's more, what you can't control is your own body.

    Even Master Chef didn't know, because Zong Ze was often controlled by his fighting spirit.

    It caused Zongze to suffer from the nightmare problem.

    The nightmare made Zongze not only have to face the feeling of being controlled by the fighting spirit in reality, but also was forced to review that feeling in his sleep.

    Until I woke up from the dream.

    Being able to be controlled by fighting spirit has always been the knot of Zongze's life, a knot that cannot be untied.

    Since the last time I smelled Lin Yuan's scent at the Night Division Conference.

    In Zongze's nightmares, there would often be a figure with a delicate fragrance on his body, which could help him suppress his fighting spirit.

    This figure made Zongze no longer fight against the nightmare alone, and also made Zongze no longer so afraid of the nightmare.

    In the process of being controlled by the fighting spirit just now, Zong Ze smelled this fragrance again.

    The appearance of this delicate fragrance even made Zongze think that he was in a dream.

    It's just that the fragrance I just smelled is far stronger than in the dream, and it also wakes me up.

    Until Zongze once again used his mind to build a dam to stop the surging fighting spirit and truly regain consciousness.

    Zong Ze suddenly realized that he was not in a dream, but in reality.

    Zong Ze didn't know what the fragrance he smelled just now when he was controlled by the fighting spirit.

    But Zongze can now be a hundred sure that this delicate fragrance is not from Lin Yuan's own body.

    Rather, there is something in Lin Yuan that can suppress bad luck.

    Not long ago, Zong Ze went to the Purple Bamboo Forest with Master Chef, and heard that it was Yue Hou who took an elixir to relieve Wang Fuxiang's bad luck.

    Afterwards, my master Chef personally begged for Yue Hou, but Yue Hou didn't agree.

    Thinking about it, Lin Yuan's elixir that can release a delicate fragrance should be the same thing as the elixir given to Wang Fuxiang a month later.

    Lin Yuan saw that Zong Ze was looking at him fixedly, but he didn't speak for a while.

    Lin Yuan spoke first.

    "Brother Zong, congratulations to your high-level different fire Hongmei Yunhuo for successfully being promoted to a top-level different fire."

    Hearing Lin Yuan's words, Zong Ze couldn't help feeling warm again.

    When Ran Tianjiu had just communicated with himself through spirit, he had already told himself what Lin Yuan did.

    Based on Zongze's understanding of Ran Tianjiu, if it weren't for Lin Yuan's comfort to Ran Tianjiu.

    Ran Tianyu will definitely not have the intention to continue strengthening Hongmei Yunhuo because of his own situation.

    It can be said that Lin Yuan contributed a lot to promoting Hongmei Yunhuo, a high-level different fire, to a top-level different fire.

    It's just that Zongze only remembered that his master chef said that if a woman gave him opportunities many times without asking for anything in return, he should marry him.

    If a man gives himself many opportunities, then he should be regarded as his blood brother.

    But if a man not only gave himself many opportunities.

    What should I do if I can still help myself in times of crisis?

    Zong Ze hugged Ran Tianjiu, and said to Lin Yuan with an extremely solemn expression.

    "Brother, thank you for your kindness."

    Lin Yuan reached out and patted Zong Ze on the shoulder and said.

    "They all call me brother, and brother Zong is still so polite to me."

    After finishing speaking, Lin Yuan thought about the production of Zodiac Zhitan and the current situation of Zongze's bad luck.

    After thinking for a moment, he asked Zong Ze.

    "Brother Zong, can you tell me about your bad luck?"

    Zong Ze said without hesitation when he heard Lin Yuan's words.

    "When I was young, I was attacked once and almost died. It was at that time that the bad luck was caught."

    "Master has tried many methods over the years but failed to get rid of the bad luck I have suffered from."

    "In recent years, bad luck has affected me more and more."

    "In the early years, I was able to suppress my fighting spirit for at least four months."

    "But as I grow older, my mind becomes stronger and stronger, but I can only suppress the fighting spirit for a month.??¡±

    "This is still the case without external influence during this month's time."

    "The master tested me before, and found that under the stimulation of the external environment, I can suppress the fighting spirit brought by bad luck with all my strength."

    "I still go berserk three times in a month."

    Speaking of this, Zong Ze showed a painful expression on his face.

    It can be said that this incident is the last thing Zongze wants to recall.

    If Lin Yuan hadn't asked about it, even if Gu Lang had mentioned it, Zong Ze would not have chosen to open his scar again.

    After knowing that the fragrance on Lin Yuan's body comes from a elixir, and this elixir can suppress his own bad luck.

    Zong Ze thought of asking Lin Yuan about this elixir.

    My master didn't get this elixir from Yuehou, so can I get some elixir from Lin Yuan to suppress bad luck?

    If bad luck is left alone, three years, maybe less than three years.

    He will become a machine controlled by fighting spirit and only knows killing.

    As a result, before Zong Ze could speak, Lin Yuan had already spoken first.

    "Brother Zong, I should have a solution for your bad luck."

    "However, you need to go through a period of treatment that can range from half a year to a year."

    Zong Ze was startled when he heard Lin Yuan's words.

    Zong Ze never thought of it, when he was thinking about how to mention this elixir.

    Lin Yuan has offered to cure his bad luck.

    Zong Ze, who had just said his great kindness to Lin Yuan without saying thanks, knew that he really didn't need to say thanks at this time.

    Because expressing gratitude with words is tantamount to profane Lin Yuan's heart.

    If Lin Yuan can heal his bad luck, let alone half a year in the shortest period, or a year in the longest period.

    Just treat it for ten or twenty years, and it can't even take root.

    As long as you can suppress your own bad luck, it is tantamount to helping yourself reshape your life tortured by bad luck.

    Let yourself not be forced to endure the tormenting nightmare every day when you fall asleep.

    I don't have to be afraid that I will be controlled by fighting spirit one day when I improve my strength.

    ? Use the strength you have worked hard to increase to hurt the closest people around you.

    "Brother, if you need me for anything later."

    "I will go through fire and water, and I will do whatever I want."

    Hearing Zong Ze's words, Lin Yuan suddenly remembered the Dingling Silver Mine discovered by the ore goblins at the border of the Shenmu Federation.

    Lin Yuan thought about recruiting his own staff before, and using the large amount of Dingling silver produced by the Dingling silver mine to make utensils and sell them.

    Although the utensils made by Ding Lingyin are considered daily necessities of the creators, they are in great demand and do not seek sales.

    However, if you want to produce Dingling silverware in large quantities, it is absolutely not enough to rely solely on the spirit craftsmen in the Tiangong Pavilion under Hu Quan.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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