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Chapter 149 148. We are at odds with Ning'an dog thief!
The joining of Ning An and his party did not attract much attention from other people. They all thought that Ning An should be the same as them, wanting to follow Laojun to get a bargain.

Everyone was tacit about this and smiled slightly.

After Ning An arrived, he found that everyone was staying on the outside, silently watching the situation inside.

I saw Laojun and a group of Sanqingguan disciples surrounding a medicine stove, as if they were studying something.

This medicine stove has been around for a long time, and now the outside is covered with dust, and there are also collapsed doorposts or beams around it.

It can be seen from here that it should have been an alchemy room before.

"This medicine furnace seems to be a little different..."

Laojun pinched his long beard and held a whisk in his hand, and he didn't shy away from the people around him, and directly pointed out its extraordinaryness.

Ning An knew that Lao Jun said this in front of such a person because he was already determined to get the medicine stove, and he didn't think these people around him would have the strength to compete with him for the medicine stove.

Now it is more that he is studying the particularity of this medicine stove.

It was different from anything he had seen before.

Laojun himself is a person who is obsessed with alchemy. Seeing a good medicine furnace is like seeing a top-quality spiritual weapon for ordinary monks.

He circled around the medicine stove several times in succession, expressing his amazement over and over again.

The people around were all whetted by Laojun, even if they couldn't get this medicine stove, they were still curious about its origin and speciality.

But even if Laojun didn't say anything, they didn't dare to ask more.

As if he knew everyone's curiosity, the old gentleman didn't continue to play tricks, and smiled while pinching his long beard: "This medicine stove should be a magic weapon of an alchemist in Zixiao Immortal Palace. According to some residues in the medicine stove, it can It can be seen that this warlock is highly skilled and is a first-class alchemist."

"Of course, the biggest credit still belongs to this medicine stove..."

Laojun paused at this point, and then continued: "This medicine stove is different from the ordinary medicine stoves we have seen. It is made of rare flint and cold iron."

Hearing this, finally a monk next to him couldn't help asking: "Dare to ask Laojun, what is this flint and cold iron? I have never heard of it."

Being interrupted, the good-tempered Laojun was not angry, and explained: "Let's not talk about you, even if you are an old man, I have only seen it a few times. Flint, cold iron generally grows at the intersection of extreme cathode and yang." Earth, it is extremely hard to find, this spirit stone has spiritual consciousness, just like us, it is very intelligent."

"It can predict and sense the crisis and hide itself in advance, so it is as hard as heaven to get it."

"However, since ancient times, there have always been some capable people and strangers who have some special means to take it down. The owner of this medicine furnace obviously used some special means to obtain this flint and cold iron."

"Flint and cold iron can be used to cast magic tools, and can also be used to make medicine stoves. The uses are ever-changing, and it all depends on personal choice. This person should have made it into a medicine stove."

"Don't talk about other things, just talk about the benefits of making a medicine stove with flint and cold iron..."

"Because this thing is inherently spiritual, and its essence belongs to the intersection of yin and yang, so it is used to refine medicine. During the refining process, it can automatically sense the state of the medicine in it. If it feels that the heat is too high, it may not It doesn't need to be controlled by an alchemist, it can adjust its temperature by itself, and vice versa."

"With the medicine stove made of flint and cold iron, coupled with the alchemist's own superb skills, it's hard not to practice a good pill..."

Laojun talked a lot in one breath without taking a breath.

Even though this person is also a big man who has been famous in the fairy world for many years, he is full of excitement when explaining the medicine stove.

For him, this thing is already a personal item, so speaking like this is more like showing off his treasure to everyone.

The people around had no objection to this, and they all acquiesced that the medicine stove was Laojun's personal belongings.

There's no way, people's strength lies there, and it doesn't work if they don't accept it.

I can only hope in my heart that I will be lucky later and pick up one or two good spiritual weapons.

Ning An watched silently from behind the crowd, and his eyes became more envious.

Who doesn't want good things, who doesn't want too much, and he is the same.

At this time, Laojun has already begun to prepare to take over the medicine stove.

Yaolu has spirituality, even after so many years of silence, it is not so easy to subdue it.

Laojun opened his hands, and a powerful coercion directly pressed towards the medicine stove.

Yaolu really had spiritual consciousness, and after feeling the coercion, he immediately burst out a force to confront Laojun.

For a while, it may not be a matter of time before Laojun wants to surrender this medicine stove.

Laojun was trying to find a way to subdue the medicine stove, and behind him, the black mist finally chased after him.

It followed Ning An all the way, locking on his breath, no matter where Ning An went, it followed.

By the way, there was a full meal along the way, which devoured many monks.

The disciples of the Sanqing Temple immediately set up a large formation on the spot after discovering the trace of the black mist.

Now, they want to buy Laojun time.

Laojun is now trying to find a way to subdue this precious medicine stove, and has no time to take care of the black mist.

After hearing the movement behind, Laojun didn't care about it, he just concentrated on it and put all his mind on the medicine stove.

This rare treasure, not to mention his avatar, even if the main body comes, he must take it down.

It's just a pity that the main body is not here now, otherwise how could the black mist be so rampant.

"Brothers, follow me to set up the Yunlong formation!"

A disciple of Sanqing Temple roared, and then the long sword on his back rose directly from the sky.

The long sword seemed to be injected with spiritual power, like a cloud dragon writhing in the air.

The following disciples of Sanqing Temple were also centered on this disciple, and they all called out the long swords on their backs. Their Taoist robes were all flowing and their long hair was dancing, and they looked very handsome.

Following Laojun all the year round, the disciples of the Sanqing Temple, among other things, at least have learned a lot about self-cultivation and calmness.

Even though they have seen the power of the black mist before, they are still calm now, as if they have put life and death aside.

But this calmness didn't last long...

On the other side, Laojun has already succeeded more than half, and victory is just around the corner.

There was a look of joy on his face, hehe said: "Little guy, after all, I was accepted by the old man..."

Laojun waved his hand, swung his long sleeves lightly, and a strong suction instantly sucked the medicine stove into his sleeves.

And Yaolu is still desperately resisting, his spirituality has long been suppressed and sharpened by Laojun, but he still doesn't want to be caught without a fight.

But this struggle has no meaning anymore, and its resistance is getting weaker and weaker.

The smile on Laojun's face became wider and wider.

But at this moment, a familiar exclamation suddenly came from behind him.

"Master be careful!"

With a movement of his spiritual consciousness, Laojun subconsciously turned around and looked, only to see that a black mist had instantly broken through the cloud dragon formation set up by the disciples of Sanqing Temple, and swallowed him directly...

Like the Tathagata Lord Buddha and Venerable Wutian before him, Laojun was also swallowed in one gulp, leaving no room for resistance!
What the hell is this thing...

At this moment, the mentality of the disciples of the Sanqingguan directly collapsed. Even after so many years of self-cultivation, they have developed a calm appearance of not being surprised.

But now, I still can't stand the black mist.

It is completely against common sense and logic.

The Yunlong formation they worked so hard to set up was the result of continuous training and running-in on weekdays. As a result, they didn't accept this at all, and went straight through the formation, swallowing the old master.

Their faces were suddenly dull, and they were ashamed...

It is different from the panicked crowd on the field.

When Ning An saw Laojun being engulfed by the black mist and the medicine stove fell to the ground again, he rushed towards the medicine stove.

Since Laojun is gone, he must snatch this thing.

Ning An was extremely fast, and he arrived in front of Yaolu in an instant.

Already suppressed by the old gentleman, the medicine stove, which had no sense of resistance at all, was easily collected by him.

This scene also woke up the monks present.

The disciples of Sanqingguan were furious, someone dared to snatch things on the ground of Sanqingguan, and they didn't know what happened.

And those casual cultivators are full of regrets. They didn't dare to do it because they were scruples about the three-purity view. Now that the old master is gone, they didn't react and let others succeed.

"Don't let him run away!"

Some monks shouted to remind others.

As a result, Ning'an became the target of everyone's competition for a short time.

On Daning's side, the soldiers had already surrounded Ning An in advance, making a defensive posture. Lord Qin Huai also felt his scalp tingling, sighing secretly that Ning An was so brave, and then he could only bite the bullet and stand on the same front with him.

On the other side of the Sanqing Temple, a disciple said: "This flint, cold iron medicine stove is a product of my Sanqing Temple, you'd better not meddle in other people's business."

The always good-tempered disciples of the Sanqing Temple don't care about self-cultivation at this time, and have a gentle attitude.

They knew how rare this thing was, so they immediately raised the name of Sanqingguan to shock everyone.

Indeed, the reputation of Sanqingguan made those monks who were about to move on the field stagnate, and their faces immediately hesitated.

Although Laojun is now swallowed by the black mist, he is just a clone of him after all. If he dares to grab something from Sanqingguan, what will Laojun do in the future?
Does this huge fairy world still have a place of its own?

After all, not everyone can be as reckless as that kid...

Forget it, don't interfere...

Countless monks in the arena already had the idea of ​​retreating in their hearts at this time, and could only look at Ning An viciously, and at the same time, there was some gloating in their eyes.

This kid was obsessed with money, lost his soul, and dared to snatch things in front of the disciples of Sanqingguan.

Compared to everyone's gloating, Ning An was very calm. He looked at everyone and pointed to their backs.

Some monks looked back subconsciously.

I saw the thick black mist coming...

Then, a large group of monks were swallowed directly.

damn it!
asshole!

Why is this thing here again!
run!
Various thoughts floated in the hearts of the surviving monks.

They cursed and started running around.

The disciples of Sanqingguan also lost the intention of besieging Ning'an, and began to dodge around.

Ning An also took this opportunity to directly lead Daning's soldiers to continue to escape...

He dared to snatch the medicine stove just now, except for Laojun being swallowed up, he was able to 'help' himself by occupying the black mist.

Although this gang is not willing to Hei Wu, but Ning An can take advantage of this to make it willing.

The black mist wanted to swallow him wholeheartedly, so everyone who blocked the way would be swallowed.

And Ning An is like this, if he grabs the medicine stove, he will definitely be besieged by the disciples of Sanqing Temple.

Then the disciples of the Sanqingguan became obstacles in the way, and they were swallowed by the black mist again.

With this logic, Ning An was like a fish in water inside, not only got the medicine stove, but also got rid of the situation of being besieged.

But it wasn't over yet, for the black mist continued to track him down.

Therefore, Ning An could only continue to run and lock the target down below.

He had already remembered the next goal, the route to Tiangong.

He was going to lead the black mist to Tiangong.

Fortunately, although the black mist can swallow everything, its speed is not that fast, which gave Ning An the opportunity to jump up and down.

However, after running for so long, a monk finally discovered the rules.

This black mist seems to have been chasing Ning An?
So, interested people began to verify, and then discovered this rule.

After discovering the reason, the monks in the entire battlefield of the heavens began to spread it everywhere.

Said that this Ning'an is the disaster star, the black mist has been chasing him, everyone should stay away from him when they see him.

Others said that there must be some treasure on Ning An's body. Hei Wu was attracted, and everyone should follow him closely to get the treasure from him as soon as possible.

By the way, in addition to the treasure, this kid just cheated the old gentleman of the Sanqing Temple, using the characteristics of the black mist, cheated the entire Sanqing Temple, and asked the old gentleman to make him a wedding dress.

Now, the remaining disciples of Sanqing Temple in the battlefield of all heavens are chasing and killing this kid...

Regarding all of this, Ning An heard more or less as he traveled all the way.

But he didn't care about that much anymore, even though everyone on the field was shouting at him to be beaten and killed.

But in the face of the black mist, they can't do anything about themselves. After all, no one can solve this thing for the time being.

However, wherever he went, the monks there were far away from him.

Everyone found that as long as Ning An is not around, everything will be safe, and they can continue to stay in the fairy palace to search for treasures.

It's a pity that Ning An didn't let them get what they wanted.

Now that everyone knew about it, he almost offended all the monks in the ruins of Asgard Palace.

Then Ning An would be shameless.

They are far away from him, but he can take the initiative to send them to his door, take the initiative to find them, and bring the black mist over by the way.

Then left behind a tragic picture everywhere...

We are at odds with Ning'an dog thief!
Faced with Ning An's shameless and disgusting behavior, this is the portrayal of the hearts of many monks in the ruins of the fairy palace.

If they could, they would have chopped this kid into pieces before the black mist engulfed him!

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