Since he got the Divine Cultivation Tree from Qin Chuan's father-in-law, Ning Sheng has devoted himself to cultivating his Divine Sense, and the "Divine Sense" exercises have been running all the time, because of the Cultivating Divine Tree, he has not been stupid again, and his mind has become blank and dull. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Today is the last period of January, from the residence of Lord Jian Feng, Ning Sheng has already flown around for two hundred and ninety-nine laps, and the "Broken Evil" that looks rusty under his feet is still under his feet. This seems to form an absolute contrast, the rose-red neon dress, also with a set of belts tied around the waist, and slightly deeper boots on the feet, and the trousers inside are slightly tighter, tucked into the boots.

"This senior sister, why is it still a broken flying sword? It's been nearly a month, and it's just a good dress for nothing. ”

Ning Sheng just swooped down from above, and he heard a discordant and rough male voice like a duck, and after stopping, he only heard many people exhale from the depths of his heart, which finally ended the torture without looking up to the sky every day.

Drowning out the faint sound of her falling.

Although "Breaking the Evil" doesn't look a little good-looking and unreliable, after a month of running-in, Ning Sheng found that he was a special fit with her.

"Senior Sister Ning, it's finally over." Seeing Lian Rong'er's exaggerated exclamation, she squeezed to her side from the inside, grabbed her sleeve with one hand, and then her eyes widened, "Senior sister, your clothes are so comfortable to the touch." ”

Ning Sheng smiled slightly, where is the production of Qin Chuan's father-in-law!

And now she has nothing else to wear except for this set of robes, and the final reason is because Qin Chuan's father-in-law has completely destroyed it with a cold face.

"Really?"

"Of course." Lian Rong'er looked at Ning Sheng, with a look on her face, Senior Sister, are you stupid?

"You can disperse!" A voice came from outside the door, and Ning Sheng looked, yo! Lord Jian Feng actually came out, it's amazing!

However, at this moment, Ning Sheng also had a little joy in her heart, her punishment was finally gone.

Just preparing to blend in with the crowd, retreat.

Before he stepped on the "Breaking the Evil Spirit", he was frozen, "You come in with me." ”

"Gone." was pulled by Lian Rong'er, Ning Sheng was helpless, why was she a step late?

Walking into Lord Jian Feng's residence, Ning Sheng found that Uncle Ling was actually here, still holding a white chess piece in his hand, and a pot on the stone table, a bit like a modern frosted one, but this kind of pot is actually called a Xuansha pot, which is used to make tea will lock the aroma tightly in the pot, and it can make peerless tea.

"Uncle Ling." When Lord Jian Feng sat down and Ling Zixiang looked at her, Ning Sheng bent down and saluted and shouted.

I saw Uncle Ling nodding at her, the corners of his mouth curled up, and said, "I'm back." ”

"Yes."

"Acquaintance? Is it any wonder that you have been drinking tea and playing chess with me every day for the past month? Jian Guanghua raised his eyebrows.

"Hmm." Holding a white cup in one hand and a sand pot in the other, he hummed a faint syllable from his throat, and the tea was misty.

No one knew that at this moment, Ling Zixiang seemed calm, but he couldn't calm down at all.

As Jian Guanghua said, he has been drinking tea with him every day for the past month, indeed for the little man in front of him.

It wasn't until the moment he saw the villain in front of him that Ling Zixiang suddenly realized, when did he put her in his heart?

Jian Guanghua held his chin with one hand, "Do you know what I came to you for?" Ning Sheng shook his head.

How would she know?

Lian Rong'er stood behind Jian Guanghua, and similarly, she also looked at Ning Sheng and blinked, could it be that Senior Sister Ning had known her master before?

"Remember, the path of trials."

Ning Sheng nodded, as if she had been hit by something in an instant, she did think about it.

"What did you promise yourself, do you remember?"

Listening to Lord Jian Feng's words, Ning Sheng suddenly felt as if she had been struck by something, and she seemed to have promised Elder Qu to give him the first path of the trial.

"Hmm."

"That's good, let's go."

"Good! Master Jian Feng, Senior Uncle Ling, that disciple retired. ”

Ning Sheng bowed respectfully.

At this time, Ling Zixiang can be said to have five flavors in his heart, sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty.

"I'll go with you."

"Oh, good!" Ning Sheng was surprised to see Senior Uncle Ling stand up and replied softly.

"Farewell."

"No."

So, Ling Zixiang walked in front and Ning Sheng walked behind.

"Let's go." Standing on Uncle Ling's long sword that had become longer and wider, Ning Sheng sighed in his heart, the past could not be traced, once upon a time, she struggled like many people, getting rid of herself being cannon fodder, when she was suppressed, it was the old man Wen who gave her a chance, and later, the worship of Hongyi was still a teacher, and it was also because of the old man Wen.

Ning Sheng's greatest wish now was to have already cultivated to the last layer of the Void Power Realm and find a trace of clues left in the Spirit Realm Bracelet.

"What are you thinking?"

"Uncle Hui, no."

Ning Sheng said with a glance, Ling Zixiang was just like her master Hongyi in Ning Sheng's eyes.

Since entering the Seven Rainbow Sect, she has not been apprenticed.

Among them, being able to stand out among many disciples like this is inseparable from Uncle Ling's teachings. It can be said that if there is no Hongyi Venerable in the Minlan Immortal Cultivation Realm, there will be no later Ning Sheng; And in the Dragon Domain Immortal Cultivation Realm, without Uncle Ling, there would be no current Ning Sheng.

The reason why he stayed away from many disputes was also because of the protection of Uncle Ling.

Hearing Ning Sheng's answer, Ling Zixiang stopped talking, looking at the continuous clouds and mist that lingered halfway up the mountain range and on the top of the mountain, and his heart was slight.

For a while, it was quiet, and Ning Sheng was speechless, it was like walking on the white clouds, the slightly humid air, wisps, hitting the face, wet, cool, very comfortable.

"Come down." After Ling Zixiang spoke, Ning Sheng jumped off the long sword that had stopped, and after seeing her jump down, Senior Uncle Ling stepped down and put away the long sword.

To Ning Sheng's surprise, when Senior Uncle Ling collapsed, he was obviously a long step, but he gave her the feeling that he had taken a step with his feet raised on the ground.

The first path of the trial has been restored, this was already ten years ago, however, what made Qu Lao worry was that a sword destroyed Ning Sheng of his formation, thinking that he had dealt with the formation all his life, it can be said that the Seven Rainbow Sect and even the entire Dragon Domain Immortal Cultivation Realm almost counted Qu Lao's formation attainments were the most profound.

"Qu Lao is so powerful?"

"Yes, it deserves to be the first in the formation."

Ning Sheng closed his mouth in surprise.

"You little girl, you don't believe in your words." Being squeezed by this sudden voice, Ning Sheng was a little embarrassed and speechless, this was indeed something she had forgotten.

"Qu Lao." Ling Zixiang took a step forward and slightly blocked Ning Sheng's body.

"Hey, boy Ling, you're here too. You're a blessing to be a little girl. Being looked at by Qu Lao's gaze, Ning Sheng couldn't help blushing, what does it mean that she is so blessed? Qu Lao's language is really not understood at all.

However, after a while, Ning Sheng went down to the first path of trial.

However, Ling Zixiang's heart moved, and he looked at the first path of trial without saying a word, that is, cultivating a powerful technique was not as powerful as it is now. (To be continued.) )