Hearing Elder Zheng's exclamation, Master Ning also turned his head, his eyes swept over these junior brothers and sisters who had been with each other for decades, his eyes were full of love and helplessness.

When he saw Elder Ren, he shook his head slightly, and Elder Ren's body was about to jump up, but his hands were still tightly pressed against the armrests of the chair.

Although the speed of the multi-colored aura torrent was not fast, it rushed with a mighty momentum, Cui Qingfan no longer destroyed the spirit array, and stared nervously at the head of Ning.

Master Ning glanced at him, smiled indifferently, and then took one hand at a time, and a bronze spoon with a simple shape of the dragon head suddenly appeared between the two hands. Ning Zhangmen held the ball in the air with both hands and turned and pushed around the bronze spoon, and used the bronze spoon to meet the surging five-color spiritual tide.

Just watch the bronze spoon dripping in the air and spin clockwise, and the five-colored spiritual tide hitting it instantly evaporates like an illusory bubble, without any impact.

Cui Qingfan was shocked in his heart, his uncle was the master of the previous generation of heads, so he knew very early on that the head of the family secretly inherited some unique magical powers, each of which was extremely powerful and supernatural.

He didn't know what magical powers Ning had cultivated after taking over, but he only knew that when his senior brother suffered a catastrophe in the sect that year, he led the elite of the sect to be outnumbered and repelled the alliance of more than a dozen families, in exchange for more than ten years of recuperation for the sect.

The unknown is the most terrifying, so even though the head of Ning has always looked like he has not recovered from serious injuries, Cui Qingfan never dared to act rashly before he found out the hole cards of head of Qing Ning.

This time the arrow had to be launched in advance, Cui Qingfan had an idea, put Fang Yu, an important chess piece, into his chessboard, and used the psychic ritual to gather the power of the cave heaven to set up a lore game.

Cui Qingfan expected that the character of the head of Yi Ning would inevitably suffer heavy losses even if he tried his best, and he would inevitably choose to sacrifice himself to protect Fang Yu in the array. At that time, he could safely know what Master Ning relied on.

But he never expected that after Master Ning showed off his natal kitchen artifact, the magic power he used casually would be able to easily resolve the killing situation.

Thinking that what he did today had touched the bottom line of the door rules, even if Master Ning killed himself on the spot, there would be no problem, Cui Qingfan's heart was immediately cold, his legs were weak, and he closed his eyes and waited for death.

After being stunned for a while, Cui Qingfan immediately realized that something was wrong, the thunderous blow that cleared the portal in his imagination did not come, and he was safe and sound.

Cui Qingfan looked at it intently, and found that Master Ning's face was not relaxed, his body trembled slightly, and his hands were still moving up and down in a circle, dissolving the endless five-color spiritual tide.

Cui Qingfan let out a sigh of relief, it turned out to be just a false alarm, and at present, it seems that although the natal kitchen artifact of the Ning Sect is miraculous, it has only temporarily postponed the crisis, and has not changed the crisis.

Cui Qingfan was about to make a mockery to disturb the mood of Ning Zhangmen, and suddenly found that between Ning Zhangmen's hands, a faint round and wide-mouthed artifact phantom appeared behind the bronze spoon, and with the impact of the five-color spiritual tide, it was gradually changing from virtual to real.

As the artifact slowly emerged from the void, Cui Qingfan could see that it was a round basin with no decoration.

What is it... Cui Qingfan was shocked in his heart.

Is this a secret supernatural power?

Although Cui Qingfan can't know everything about the secret lineage of the head of the family, he can find some clues from the notes of the ancestors of the past dynasties, and none of them can match this situation.

Cui Qingfan stared at the round basin carefully, watching it gradually solidify, neither carved with spirit patterns, nor inlaid with any spirit stones, it was just a clay pot with rough workmanship, but it just looked a little familiar.

Familiar?

Is it a kitchen artifact?

No way!

Cui Qingfan was sure that there was no spiritual object in the sect that was similar to this clay pot, and there was no ancestor of the sect who had used such a kitchen artifact.

Moreover, a person's divine sense is limited, even if he can channel multiple kitchen artifacts, it is impossible to use them at the same time.

What's that, exactly?

Cui Qingfan knew that Master Ning would definitely not do useless things, and the key was to remember where he had seen this clay pot.

The clay pot was completely condensed into an entity in a short time, and the head of Ning snorted lightly, and the clay pot between the two palms turned from vertical to horizontal, and the five-colored spiritual tide also flipped to the sky, but the dragon's head bronze spoon still rotated.

Master Ning's eyes suddenly raised, and his sharp eyes pierced Cui Qingfan.

Cui Qingfan inexplicably felt that he was about to face a catastrophe, he immediately stomped his foot without thinking, and flew backwards like a sharp arrow away from the spirit array.

At the same time, the bronze spoon between the two palms of Master Ning suddenly stopped, and the handle of the dragon's head spoon was facing Cui Qingfan, and a colorless light shot out silently from the void above the clay pot, pointing directly at Cui Qingfan.

This light is difficult to describe in words, although it is colorless but tangible, it can make people clearly know its existence and outline, and it seems to be very slow through the air but it is actually extremely fast, although Cui Qingfan swept back in advance, but the beam of light chased in an instant.

In a hurry, Cui Qingfan only had time to point out a jade cup with a delicate shape and a color like sunset, which was the rare "evening cup" he hidden.

The colorless light shone on the evening cup, and the color of the evening cup suddenly became colorful under this light, and then became transparent in an instant, and then disappeared without a trace, leaving only a few wisps of colorful smoke.

Cui Qingfan looked creepy, the shape of the evening cup was light and brittle, in fact, as a spiritual treasure that has been repeatedly nourished and tempered by generations of masters, even the bullets of a sniper rifle may not be able to penetrate with one blow.

But as soon as this light shines, it inexplicably disappears, which is too evil.

Extremely frightened, Cui Qingfan suddenly remembered where he had seen this clay pot.

Isn't this exactly the same as the clay pot in front of the ancestor statue, which is known as the first piece of pottery in heaven and earth.

Could it be that this is the treasure of the ancestors, an ancient artifact!

Cui Qingfan trembled, and before he had time to think about it, he pushed his skills to the extreme, and the speed was so fast that his retreating figure even pulled out a string of phantoms.

At this time, the second light shot out from Master Ning's hand, still shooting towards Cui Qingfan.

The direction in which Cui Qingfan retreated was his seat just now, and Elder North sat down on his left hand.

With the experience just now, after Cui Qingfan smashed the chair, he didn't hesitate to grab the immobile Elder North and throw it at the strange light.

"Senior brother!"

Elder North never expected that Cui Qingfan would use himself to ward off the disaster, and he was heartbroken for a while, and he screamed hoarsely, and was turned into a hazy five-colored smoke by the colorless light.

"Bastard"

Elder Huo's eyes widened with anger, and there was a crackling sound of the bowstring breaking from his body, and he jumped up and hit Cui Qingfan in the back with a heavy punch wrapped in golden light.

Cui Qingfan's beaten figure was frozen in the air suddenly, and a pillar of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Ning Zhangmen had a smile on his face, his palm turned, and another colorless light shot out.

Cui Qingfan knew that it was not good when he saw Master Ning's hands move, and in a hurry, he grabbed Elder Huo's fist with his backhand and twisted it with all his might.

Elder Huo's punch just now was a hateful blow that he used to use the magic power of his natal kitchen artifact to forcibly urge the solidified aura to self-destruct the foundation.

With a punch, he was already dying, and he had no power to resist, so he was easily dropped by Cui Qingfan and swapped places. The beam of light that was originally shooting towards Cui Qingfan turned into a direct shot towards Elder Huo.

"Cui Qingfan, you brute!"

The corners of Elder Zheng's eyes cracked when he was sitting on the side, but he was helpless, and could only roar angrily.

Seeing that the light was about to fall on Elder Huo, Ning Zhang's palms were closed, and a soft sound of the clay pot in his palm disappeared, and the bronze spoon of the dragon's head also fell to the ground.

At the same time, that colorless light would turn the sleeves of Elder Huo's robe that were flying backwards into five-colored light smoke, and it would disappear silently.

Cui Qingfan didn't expect that Master Ning would stop like this, and after being stunned for a moment, he couldn't help but let out a wild laugh for the rest of his life

As soon as the clay pot in the palm of Master Ning disappeared, the aura frenzy that had been drawn upside down was once again swept down with Cui Qingfan's laughter.

Walker Meow: Because I'm not in good health, I won't work overtime tonight, and I'm just going home to write a chapter. At least the week can't be broken. Last weekend, I was suddenly told by the leader to temporarily take care of Jijian's work, and the first reaction at that time was "Do you want to prepare a small book?" ", and then immediately cried and laughed, my brain hole was too big and I went to the wrong set, this is not Beizhen Fusi, fortunately, the leader didn't have the ability to read minds, otherwise he would have to hang me up a hundred times, a hundred times.

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