Chapter Forty-Nine: Just a Little Hungry...... (2nd Update)

"Even so, could it be that the various sects just watched the Great Luo Sect snatch a disciple with outstanding talent?" Ning Wushuang frowned.

"What can you do if you don't look at it? It's not that there are no sects that have questioned them, but the Great Luo Sect insists that there is no such thing, and their strength has always been in the first place. Unless it's a sectarian war, who can force them to search the Great Luo Sect?"

Ning Wushuang knew that what he said was the truth, the various sects in the Southern Regions were just a basin of scattered sand, and there had never been a single thing that had enough benefits for them to unite.

Even if they knew that Mo Zangfeng was extremely talented, they would not join forces to fight. Perhaps, they still hold on to the idea of what if, hoping that the genius will die!

Alas, a bunch of short-sighted people. If you change to yourself, I'm afraid that you will have gathered all the sects to come to the door to crusade, right?

Thinking about it, Ning Wushuang shook his head with a smile: it is still unknown whether he can successfully control Tianning Mansion in the future, and how can he arrogantly dream of uniting the various factions in the Southern Regions?

"Miss, don't worry, seventeen years have passed, Mo Zangfeng has not been famous, maybe he has not cultivated any fame, and it is not known, and the threat to our Tianning Mansion will not be very great. ”

Yu Lao's words comforted Ning Wushuang's heart a little, but she still couldn't help but smile bitterly: "If it really does nothing, the sect master of the Great Luo Sect is not a fool, how can he pass on the sect to him? I'm afraid that a bigger storm is brewing in this!"

Ning Wushuang's worries were not for no reason, she had the sensitivity of a businessman and the terrifying intuition of a female surname, from what Yu Quan said just now to the movements of the Great Luo Sect in recent years, she vaguely felt that the mountain rain was coming.

Alas, the four major sects were the most glorious in the past with Tianning Mansion, but now they are also the most vulnerable. Once caught in the whirlpool, Tianning Mansion will inevitably encounter an unprecedented crisis.

I wish I could have enough power to protect everything overnight......

With a hint of regret, Ning Wushuang stared at Fang Chen, who was still closing his eyes and concentrating, and suddenly asked, "Elder Yu, how much of a role can a ground-level refiner play for the sect?"

Yu Lao was stunned, a little unintelligible about what she meant, but he still replied: "The effect is naturally unimaginably great, and no matter how powerful the earth-level Yuan Weapon is to the Xuan powerhouse, just refining the 'Ding Ling Pill', their success rate is more than ten times that of a human-level superb refiner!"

Ning Wushuang naturally knew what the Ding Spirit Pill was, this kind of rare auxiliary weapon that was ranked as a "human-level peerless" was something that any sect could dream of.

A primordial martial artist at the peak of the Condensation Origin Realm, if he is assisted by the Ding Spirit Pill, the probability of success in impacting a higher level of the Phantom Spirit Realm can be increased by at least three percent!

Don't underestimate these three percent, whether there is it or not is often the key to determining whether the original warrior can go to the next level. How many people have been trapped and died at the peak of the Condensing Origin Realm, if they are given a Ding Spirit Pill, I am afraid that they will immediately be able to accept a loyal Phantom Spirit Realm retinue for themselves!

Therefore, the more powerful the refiner, the greater its value. In many cases, some things do not need to be done by them at all, just relying on the appeal of terror can drive many strong people to die willingly for them.

"If we can secretly cultivate a ground-level refiner, we must be able to make a comeback no matter what kind of predicament we encounter in the future, right?" Ning Wushuang muttered.

Yu Quan stared at Ning Wushuang in horror, and heard a hint of ominous meaning in her tone.

Ning Wushuang rolled his eyes and smiled: "Don't panic Yu Lao, I'm just talking about feelings, where is a ground-level refiner so easy to cultivate!"

Seeing her say this, Yu Quan relieved himself: "What Miss said is that I guess Mo Zangfeng of the Great Luo Sect may not have reached the prefecture level now, otherwise the Great Luo Sect would not be so low-key." ”

"Well, how can the ground level be so easy to cultivate?" Ning Wushuang sighed heavily, her voice was a little gloomy, she didn't know what she thought, her gaze fell on Fang Chen a little vaguely:

Seventeen years!

Mo Zangfeng took over the Great Luo Sect after seventeen years, if you were given such a long time and then exhausted the resources of my Ning family, would you be able to reach the prefecture level?

"Bang!"

Fang Chen seemed to have been struck by lightning, and his body fell heavily and smashed towards the ground. There was a loud sound, and the two of them, who were heavy in their hearts, woke up.

"Oops, forgot to tell him not to try too hard. Ning Wushuang was shocked, when he was taking the soul power strength test, if he knew that he was not qualified enough and still tried his best to attack, he would often be hit hard, and in serious cases, he would even languid for several years.

If such a refining genius was so injured because of his undeserved mistakes, Ning Wushuang would never forgive himself.

Her figure flashed suddenly, and she didn't want to be a purple yuan bead again, as the young master of Tianning Mansion, the human-level mid-grade purple yuan bead was not particularly rare.

Smelling the familiar fragrance, Fang Chen was startled, and hurriedly refused: "I'm fine, I just accidentally fell, it's okay." ”

What are you kidding, this is a purple yuan pearl!

Ever since he knew that Zi Yuanzhu was ranked among the middle grades of the human level, Fang Chen had been annoyed by his behavior of drinking gruel, it wasn't water, it was a lot of star stones......

Not allowing him to refuse, Ning Wushuang stuffed the Ziyuan Bead back into his hand with a serious face, and asked solemnly, "Do you have any discomfort?"

"No, I don't. Fang Chen felt a little inexplicable.

"Where's your head? Do you feel groggy?"

was nervous by the seriousness of her face, could it be that there was any secret in this test of soul power strength that he didn't know? Fang Chen, the important surname of Zhihai, knew it, he quickly felt it carefully, and finally shook his head and said, "No." ”

"Hmm," Ning Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief, but was still a little uneasy: "If you feel it carefully, is there anything else uncomfortable?"

Fang Chen frowned, his expression was cautious, and he looked at it intently......

After a while, suddenly, a crisp voice sounded!

Facing Ning Wushuang's sluggish eyes, Fang Chen rubbed his nose embarrassedly: "It seems that there is nothing else uncomfortable, but my stomach is hungry and panicking." ”

“......”

Seeing Ning Wushuang's expression change from nervous to sluggish to angry and wanting to kill, the speed and richness of the change in his expression seemed to have overturned the five-color dye vat, Yu Quan slapped his forehead, and his face was full of tears and laughter: Who is this? It is really ...... to be able to toss the young lady into this appearance

He couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and hurriedly walked outside: "I'll summon a meal." ”

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Some readers said that Xiao Fang's classmate was too pretending to be a boy, well, he reflected on it deeply, and it seemed to be.

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I love this tune very much, I love it very much, hehe