The same action as in the hallucination made Ning Qing frown.

Ning Qing was very unhappy to see this picture, he was very empty in his heart, and he was not as calm as he appeared on his face.

At that time, the long sword suddenly pretended to be a genius earth treasure, and he had no chance to stop it, and at the same time, he could see that the long sword was protecting himself. He didn't know why the long sword had to protect himself like this, but the two of them signed a contract, and their lives were connected, and the other party would not harm him.

It's just that it's still okay to pit him.

For example, the situation encountered now, isn't it a typical magic weapon that has pitted the master?

It was impossible for the deacons not to observe each monk carefully, he could not be sure of the abilities of these mid-level monks, but he could be sure that he was unwilling to hand over the magic weapon.

It is dangerous to try to deceive them, but the more this happens, the more calm he must become, and he must not leak a little bit of weakness.

"Uncle Shi, what do you want to ask, can you finish it all at once? I'm still in a hurry to find my Niuniu. Ning Qing sighed deeply, her expression was very melancholy, "Alas, I can still stay here in such a hurry." It seems that I have always been so kind, and my heart and my appearance match so well. ”

The monk in the Xueqing Dao robe said coldly: "Nonsense Moti, you really haven't seen anything you shouldn't see?"

Boss Ning Qing said unhappily: "You have already asked this question three times. Well, it's my fault that I didn't answer you clearly. Come, look at the shape of my mouth and read it to me, no-there is-"

The monk in the Xueqing Dao robe didn't care about Ning Qing, and only asked, "Have you seen suspicious people?"

Ning Qing shook his head: "How do I know this." There are so many people here, I don't know if they have some hidden attributes. ”

The monk in the Xueqing Dao robe said: "Hugh should take care of him left and right, you can always tell the difference between those who are weak and sneaky." ”

Ning Qing said happily: "This uncle, you don't know me when you see it. If you ask my classmates, who doesn't know that there are only two kinds of people who can have good contact with me, one is the person who can tolerate me being so handsome, and the other is the person who is as handsome as me. Do you see any of these people here?"

The monk in the Xueqing Dao robe never expected that there would be such a thick-skinned person in the world, who could not go up or down in his throat in one breath, his face was red, and he couldn't help but look at the deacon disciple: "He has always been so shameless?"

The deacon's disciples felt that he was rare and strange, not to mention Ning Qing, even Ye Zhenren, who was high, didn't care much about his face, and immediately said: "Yuan Daoyou said that he was laughing, Master Ning's nephew was straightforward and cute, and Ye Zhenren also knew it." ”

Ning Qing also retorted: "This uncle, you are wrong again! My face is so handsome and incomparable, how can I be reluctant to want it!"

The monk in the Xue Qing Dao robe was speechless, and could only order Ning Qing simply and rudely: "Your sword lend me a look!"

When Ning Qing heard this, he hugged the sword and said with a vigilant face: "This uncle, if you have anything to say, don't attack my sword, he's just a child!"

The monk in the Xueqing Dao robe took a deep breath and warned himself to be calm, putting the interests of the sect first: "It's just to find out if you have hidden items." What, you're scared?"

Ning Qing only shook his head in his heart, the opponent's IQ was so low, what was he afraid of. However, there was an excited look on his face, and he rudely stuffed the sword into the other party's hand: "What are you afraid of! Here you are, hurry up and see!"

The monk in the Xueqing Dao robe took the sword, stopped talking nonsense, looked at it carefully, and quietly used several magic weapons on his body, but there was no response, and he immediately lost his patience. He threw the sword to Ning Qing, waved his hand irritably, and stepped aside to start asking others.

Ning Qing hurriedly caught the sword, especially indignant: "Eh, hey, why is this uncle like this! This is the sword that Ye Zhenren gave me, can he afford to pay for it?"

The deacon disciple didn't care, but at this time, he was stunned, and almost immediately remembered the rumors in the door and the reason why Ning Qing was here, and asked, "Ye Zhenren...... Why did I give you a sword?"

Ning Qing saw that the other party had taken the bait, his heart was relieved, and the person on his face was also stunned, and thought for a while: "I don't know, maybe it's to celebrate my successful breakthrough in Qi refining." ”

The deacon disciple glanced at Ning Qing deeply, and was more sure of his guess, and he didn't break it, so he had to remind Ning Qing to go down the mountain and freshen up.

Ning Qing's heart was a lot soothed, and he nodded casually, as if he was persuaded by the deacon's disciples, and continued to hum a little song and walked down the mountain.

The monk in the Xueqing Dao robe looked at Ning Qing's back, and asked with a smile: "Song Daoyou, this little friend is familiar with you? ”

The deacon disciple hooked the corners of his lips, and said without a smile: "How could it be, the person who is familiar with Master Ning's nephew is Ye Haoyuan Ye Zhenren of this sect." ”

The monk in the Xueqing Dao robe sneered: "Ye Zhenren has a good eye. ”

The deacon disciple said calmly: "Since the thing is not on him, it doesn't matter how far Ye Zhenren is. ”

"You can't go wrong with a dragon hunt. ”

The monk in the Xueqing Dao robe was very confident in his magic weapon, and swore to boast to the deacon disciples. He didn't know that Ning Qing, a freak, had already heard his words from a distance, and he really felt very sorry for him when he was relaxed.

When I met someone who was crying stupidly but couldn't beat me, I was so happy to see that the more the merrier.

Thinking like this, Ning Qing's pretended relaxed posture was really relaxed, and the minor tune humming in his mouth became more and more absurd: "Why don't you go to the sky, shoulder to shoulder with the sun......"

Passers-by waiting for the deacons to inspect with sad faces: "......"

Is this sect disciple really not sick?!

Sanxiu covered his devastated ears, feeling that he could no longer maintain a sense of awe for the disciples of the sect, and he had lost his envy, jealousy, and hatred.

Maybe he didn't get into the sect because he didn't light up the skill of destroying the ears of the magic sound?

Sanxiu's expression moved painfully, and Ning Qing felt that the inquiring gaze disappeared one by one, and the corners of her lips curled, revealing a very pleasant expression.

This group of people who are begging for a living outside, when it comes to acquaintance, is really not comparable to ordinary sect disciples. In addition to the means are a little exaggerated, the behavior will not be annoying at all.

Loose practice, the wisdom of loose practice.

Ning Qing lowered her eyelids, her eyes darkened, and she slowly walked away.

With something in mind, Ning Qing went down the mountain, went back to the village first, and looked at the thatched hut where he lived when he was a child.

The house is still there, at least there is a place to rest at night.

Ning Qing sighed, walked into the house, sat down on the bare wooden bed, thinking about the purpose of the long sword, and listened to the villagers chatting with some attention.

"Who is that, and how can you enter that house without stopping you?"

"His nephew and daughter-in-law, you came to our village late, I don't know. Isn't that the doll of the Ning family, the one named Dogdan. ”

"He's a dog? Doesn't he say that the dogan has become an immortal......? It looks ...... too."

"His nephew and daughter-in-law, you don't understand. This master, that's a little bit of that, that's something special, he likes to pretend to be a beggar. If you think about it, in the book, some of the lucky ones got the opportunity from the beggars!"

I am a young daughter-in-law who knows less, but my sisters-in-law know more. ”

Forcibly being a superior Ning dog egg: ......

I accidentally listened to the long sword of the whole process: ......

Can you not mention that nickname? Think he wants to call the dog?

At that time, he was young, and the old Uncle Wang next door gave him such a local name based on the principle of being cheap and easy to support. He glanced at his little arms and legs, and then looked at the old Uncle Wang's free and uninhibited feet, with three of his wide physiques, and tearfully said that this name was very distinctive, and he liked it very much.

Ning Qing's heart moved, a cold snort came out of his nose, he looked at the long sword that trembled slightly, □□ it out of his trouser belt, and said in a calm tone: "What, you want a name?"

Longsword pretended to be tired and hadn't woken up yet.

Ning Qing didn't care about the silence of the long sword, and said to herself: "Since you sincerely pleaded, then I will be merciful enough to fetch you one." How's the dog left?"

Sword:......

Ning Qing: "Since you like it so much, then it's decided." ”

Sword:......

Ning Qing smiled, but there was not much joy in his tone: "The name was also taken, don't you come out to meet me?"

The long sword lay in Ning Qing's palm for a while before emitting a burst of soft light, and a thin white mist overflowed from the sword body, and three feet in front of Ning Qing, it slowly condensed into a translucent human form.

Ning Qing was really a little surprised for a while. He originally thought that the situation of the sword spirit was not very good, and maybe he could only have a shadow of the void, but he didn't expect that the actual situation was better than he expected.

The sword spirit's form was complete, and it did not float in mid-air, and its feet seemed to be able to step on the ground.

Ning Qing looked at him carefully, and saw that he was dressed in a white robe with blue edges, and the light purple lines on it were twisted and coiled, outlined into an unknown formation, which was very unfathomable and profound. The long ink-colored hair was held by the white jade crown, and the handsome eyebrows and eyes were set off by the star map engraved on the jade crown, which gave a little more fairy taste.

There wasn't much expression on that handsome face, and a little dazedness made his phoenix eyes mist, and it turned out to be even more inhospitable.

It's a beauty. Ning Qing held her chin with her hand and admired it in a good mood.

In general, the appearance and dress of the sword spirit are in line with the aesthetics of the current monks, and they are elegant and dusty.

In terms of appearance alone, it is also very in line with Ning Qing's aesthetics, which is the type that is delicate and durable without losing its sharpness.

Now this beauty was looking at Ning Qing ignorantly, which made Ning Qing feel a little smoother, and asked gently, "Did you have a name before?"

Hearing this, the sword spirit frowned and thought carefully, and then shook his head and said, "I don't remember." ”

When the sword spirit opened his mouth, Ning Qing was a little surprised again.

The sound is cool and textured, and the meaning of the words is the key point for the time being.

Not remembering means that there were, but he forgot about it. In other words, he had a master, and later he didn't know why he was in Xiaoqingshan.

Ning Qing continued to ask, "Can you still remember the name of your body, and what about your former master?"

The sword spirit looked at Ning Qing in confusion, and a stream of incomprehensible guò contracts flocked to Ning Qing: "I don't know." ”

Ning Qing said: "Then is he still alive?"

Jian Ling said: "I don't know. ”

Ning Qing asked, "Don't know at all?"

Sword Spirit nodded, thought about it, and after simply opening the central prohibition when signing the contract, he opened the sea of knowledge again: "Come and see." ”