Spiritual pet cultivates immortality, villain sacrifices to heaven

"Stop talking! It's our bad luck!"

Yang Yan quickly helped Ning Furong to leave.

Yang Xiaobao immediately gave Qiaolan a thumbs up, "Junior Sister Qiao, you can, your Chinese is not bad!"

"Hahaha! To be honest, I was so disgusted that I didn't even want to eat. But you won so much today, I'd better not save you money!"

"Let's go! Flavor Pavilion!"

"Junior Brother Ning, come to Zixia Hall."

On the rostrum, Leng Hao's voice came.

This group of disciples ignored the old fellows.

They waited for so long, but Ning Changkong did not come over.

And clamored to have dinner to celebrate.

Is it time to celebrate?

Ning Changkong suddenly said embarrassedly to Yang Xiaobao: "Go first, don't wait for me! I'll come as soon as I go."

Ning Changkong's thinking is still on the student's thinking.

In his previous life, he was an obedient and hardworking student.

He is still used to seeing Leng Hao and other elders as elders.

For a moment, he completely forgot that he was already their junior junior brother.

Ning Changkong came to the head and the three elders and greeted them one by one.

Fortunately, there is no need to salute.

They are peers.

Looking at Ning Changkong who was feeling a little embarrassed as he rubbed the back of his head, Leng Hao smiled slightly, "Good performance!"

As he spoke, he took out a fairy-level protective armor and gave it to him, "It seems that your armor is not well prepared, so you can use this piece."

Ning Changkong thanked him with a smile and took it, almost dozing off and giving the pillow.

Most of his armor was turned into ashes in the thunder disaster.

The Seventh Elder took out a few bottles and jars and handed them over, "Little Junior Brother, behave yourself! I was afraid that you would be bullied by these bastards. Hehe, it seems that we don't have to worry too much."

Ning Changkong's performance was really beyond his expectations. Jiang Wuqiao is the sect's proud son, and he often wanders outside, so he has many good things around him.

In the case of a huge disparity in physical strength between the two, Ning Changkong even pulled them back.

Spiritual pets are also an aid to one's own combat power.

This Huihui also performed well in the field, but he was a little impulsive. Huo Qilin was the fire talisman at the bottom of Jiang Wuqiao's pressure box, and it was actually broken by Huihui.

Seeing the curly hair all over his body, Huihui squatting on Ning Changkong's shoulder, Elder Jiang couldn't help reaching out and touching it.

"Stop!" Lin Chuyue watched the greasy uncle stretch out his salty pig's hand, and quickly popped out his claws, grinning and resisting.

Elder Jiang kept muttering about Ning Changkong on the rostrum, which made her have a problem with him.

Ning Changkong is not the reincarnation of the Demon Lord, he is the hero of the future world!Her future granary provider!In the future, her wealth and freedom will depend on Ning Changkong.

"I don't have any sharp eyesight! What are you touching? Everyone is digging out things, why are you messing around?" Lin Chuyue spoke in a cat language, speaking unscrupulously.

Anyway, no one understands it, so I can only tell myself.

"Hey, it's so fierce, Senior Brother Qin will definitely like this brat very much when he comes back!" Elder Jiang retracted his hand, and took out a broad-backed machete for both offensive and defensive purposes and gave it to Ning Changkong.

"Here you are, junior brother, this is an offensive and defensive magic weapon that I refined not long ago.

Originally, I wanted to wait for Junior Sister Xiao to come back and engrave the formation before giving it to you, but I think you should be able to use it first.

You can use it. When Junior Sister Xiao comes back, take it to her to burn the formation.

Tell her what effect you want. "

"Thank you, thank you Senior Brother Jiang!" Ning Changkong thanked again and again. These gifts came too timely, and his challenge tomorrow will be a little more guaranteed.

I owe the sect more and more!He has to practice hard, and he has to repay the sect in the future, otherwise he would be embarrassed to hold so many resources by himself.

Elder Li saw that several senior brothers sent out things that Ning Changkong could use, and said: "You all send things, I don't have anything, but some exercises, which can be passed on to you. You will come with me later." .”

"Yes, thank you Senior Brother Li!"

This night, Yang Xiaobao and the others waited for the stars and the moon, but they didn't wait for Ning Changkong to come.

Fortunately, someone told them not to wait, Ning Changkong would practice at night.

"Aww! He's already so strong, yet he still has to work so hard! Is it only one night to practice?" Yang Xiaobao was extremely unbalanced.

And Qiaolan at the side is still thinking about Xue Meilan, Senior Brother Ning, does he know that Xue Meilan is so valuable?It's a waste of money to send it out just like that.

"Senior Sister Qin, is that Xue Meilan really so rare?"

"Hehe, it's just a kind of spiritual plant that grows in extremely cold regions. Rare things are valuable." Qin Luoling laughed, her words were half true and half false.

Seeing the heartache of a group of people, it would be better to feed them to pigs than to Ning Furong, and they were knocked down.

"In extremely cold places, it usually grows in a large area."

And it doesn't bloom every 1 years, it blooms every year.

Otherwise, it would not have been found by the master and given to the ancestor.Master is a face control.

Ordinary monks can heal their injuries. This kind of spiritual plant for repairing the appearance is not very effective, because the cold ice is too toxic, so ordinary monks will not take the risk to fight against the ice beast that eats snowmelin.

But because this thing can make the face more beautiful, some people still take the risk and put it up for auction.

Only then did everyone feel better.

It turned out to be growing in pieces.

Qin Luoling also didn't point out that in the ice valley of the ancestor, a large area grew in a small valley, like weeds.

"Hmph, it's still cheaper than that demon girl!" Qiaolan said angrily.

Hidden Sword Peak, Ning Changkong watched Elder Li show off his sword moves, reminding him to remember the formula.

Ning Changkong practiced over and over again, Elder Qin took a bamboo whip to look at the wrong place and corrected it with a whip.

"Meow~"

Ning Changkong didn't receive any whips, and the one who received the most whips was Fat Qiu Lin Chuyue.

Originally a little chubby, his hair was permed by ions, making it more rounded.

The small bamboo and wooden sword in her hand danced in a different style in her hand.

She is fat, can this be her fault?

She had a broken leg and couldn't even do a straight kick, so she was whipped very hard.

Watching Elder Li treat him and Huihui equally, Ning Changkong felt distressed and funny watching Huihui being whipped.

He could spin and swing the sword, but Hui Hui could only roll on the ground, and had to support himself when he got up.

Compared with human movements, she must be much clumsier.

But she is already studying very hard.

It's just that she has short hands and short feet, and it's difficult for her. The food is good recently, and her stomach can't get smaller no matter what.

Thinking that she will be playing in the next few days, she has to work hard for her purse!

"Forward, spin back!"

Being beaten is a good thing, which shows that Elder Li didn't treat her differently as a beast, but wanted to treat her like a disciple.

"With the use of spiritual power, attack quickly!"

"Cooperate with the use of Jue, and attack quickly!"

"Boom!" The sword formula struck out, and there was an explosion effect.

Rumble!Following Ning Changkong's mastery of the sword art, a strike of the sword shook the ground in the training ground.

"Bang!" A small explosion sounded together with a huge explosion, and the sound was completely covered up.

Hearing that she had mastered the sword art, she could also blast a small crater in the ground like a cannonball, Lin Chuyue was so happy, it turned out that the sword art was also very useful to her.

It's just that the power is too small.

Elder Li looked at the small crater blasted beside him, his eyes sparkled.