"Why are you so unlucky?"

Xin Ming secretly said bad in his heart, he vaguely saw that there were more than ten figures fighting in the sky, and the sword spells were vertical and horizontal!

He saw Ke Zhenzong impressively!

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Xin Ming deliberately asked Ning Qingying to follow the remote place, just to avoid the beast tide and avoid the ripple, he was just a list, only the consciousness body, he couldn't withstand so much tossing!

That's good, you don't get into trouble, trouble comes to you!

"Sister Qingying, why don't we hide first!I hope they won't fight and their divine sense won't sweep us!" Xin Ming was a little anxious.

Ning Qingying agreed, took the list of texts, put away the things on Fan Jiu's turn, and quickly galloped in the opposite direction of the battle circle.

What Xin Ming didn't know was that after they left, Fan Jiuzhuan's corpse fingers suddenly moved, and immediately a spiritual energy condensed from his body, and all the blood in his body overflowed from his body, floating in the air, forming a human form!

In less than a quarter of an hour, although the human form became more and more condensed, it had no eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and it overlapped with Fan Jiuzhuan's corpse in a burst of spiritual light.

"Hey, I'm not dead?"

Fan Jiu woke up and muttered to himself.

At this moment, Fan Jiuzhuan did not have a single scar on his body, and half of his head had recovered from the arm that had been severed by Xin Ming's Earth Divine Light!

Fan Jiu thought about it for a while, and finally remembered all the things before, and his eyes showed murderous intentions. "Ning Qingying, you wait for me, you can't escape the palm of my Fan Jiuzhuan!"

"My strength has actually reached the late stage of the Rongyuan Realm! This is all due to the Nine Turns Rebirth Technique!" Suddenly, Fan Jiuzhuan shouted in surprise, and he immediately remembered the dark iron piece that recorded the Nine Turns Rebirth Technique, but his face instantly turned pale.

"Damn! The piece of iron was taken away by that stinky woman!" Fan Jiuzhuan looked for his storage ring again, where was the shadow of the storage ring?

"Everything else is okay, the most important thing is that piece of iron!" Fan Jiu turned his eyes with an anxious look, that piece of iron was obtained from an abandoned cave mansion during his first training, and it only recorded a layer of the Nine Turns Rebirth Technique.

"Nine Turns Rebirth Recipe...... Nine turns ....... Life and death, life and death, and the ultimate of death is new life...... It's for the Nine Turns!" Fan Jiuzhuan muttered to himself, his mind suddenly merged, and he suddenly shouted in surprise. "After cultivating this nine-turn rebirth technique, I have actually been reborn!

"If I find the remaining eight turns, wouldn't I have nine lives?" Fan Jiuzhuan actually didn't expect that this nine-turn rebirth recipe would be so rebellious, dying once can not only be reborn, but also double the strength, if this is refined into nine turns, it is equivalent to having nine lives!

When he got this iron piece, Fan Jiuzhuan was just an outer disciple, and he cultivated this layer of mental method with the mentality of trying it out, and he felt that there was nothing strange except for the strength of his physical body.

Now it seems that this nine-turn rebirth recipe is against the sky!

The hateful thing is that stealing chickens and rice was snatched away by that stinky woman.

"I must take back the swarthy iron piece!"

Fan Jiu turned his gaze to look into the distance, revealing a cold glow, and unfolded his body to gallop into the distance, he was about to return to the sect and find Ning Qingying to get back the dark iron piece, after all, the remaining Eight Turns Heart Method still relied on the dark iron piece to find it.

But at this moment, the battlefield in the distance is gradually shifting to this side.

A huge fireball roared and landed beside Fan Jiuzhuan by chance.

"Lao Tzu ******!"

Fan Jiu didn't have time to dodge, and with a miserable scream of grief and indignation, he was burned into a fireball, and gradually lost his voice.

The battlefield was like a giant ship running over, and in the distance in an instant, half an hour later, Fan Jiuzhuan actually had a flash of inspiration again and came to life.

"******, why is Lao Tzu so unlucky! Fortunately, he was reborn again!" Fan Jiuzhuan found that this time his strength had not doubled, but it was still his original strength, so he cried with a sad face at the moment, and hurriedly left the place of right and wrong.

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In a dense forest more than a hundred miles away from Scarlet Beach, Ning Qingying stopped.

There are no strong battles, no Kraken beasts, and a gentle breeze.

"Nine Turns Rebirth Technique!"

Xin Ming took the piece of iron handed over by Ning Qingying, his divine sense swept over, and after a while, he said in shock. "It's a bad name!"

"Could it be that after cultivating this mental method, it can be reborn nine times?" Ning Qingying was also shocked.

"I can't say for sure, moreover, this mental method is still incomplete, there is only one layer of formulas...... Xin Ming handed the iron piece to Ning Qingying and said, "Sister Qingying, this mental method only has one layer, it is the mental method of refining the body, it is better for you to take it to cultivate, you can strengthen the body." ”

"I'm not cultivating!"

Ning Qingying smiled shyly, "Every strong person who refines the body is a horizontal flesh, if I become like that, it will be disgusting to think about it." ”

"Sister Qingying, I can tell you, the beauties we have there all advocate health...... Forehead...... "Xin Ming sighed in his heart, what is this, not only does Ning Qingying not believe it, but he will definitely think that I have a problem with my consciousness."

Ning Qingying will definitely think that you are a machine spirit, and you still have beautiful women there?

"Huh?"

Ning Qingying was stunned. "Little Bangbang, what did you just say? What do you have there?"

"Oh, no, you heard me wrong, I'm going to tell you a story. Xin Ming was anxious and quickly diverted the topic.

"Storytelling?"

Ning Qingying was overjoyed and said. "Little Bangbang, you can tell stories? You don't know, do you? I love to listen to stories. ”

"Tell me!"

Ning Qingying sat sideways on a small hillside, letting the breeze blow through her porcelain-like pretty face, holding the list tightly, waiting for Xin Ming to speak.

"It's over, what story should I tell? Xin Ming was anxious again, he loved to read fantasy, fairy tales, and science fiction novels before he crossed over, but the stories were too long, and he might not be able to finish talking about the weakening of his consciousness.

As for the other stories, Xin Ming doesn't have a lot of colds.

"Little Bangbang, why don't you tell me? I'll wait. Ning Qingying glanced at Xin Ming charmingly and urged.

"Just talk, just talk, I'm still brewing." Xin Ming instantly used his brain, and lived the stories he had seen and remembered over and over again.

"I'll tell you a story about the Conch Girl!"

Xin Ming remembered a story his mother told him when he was a child.

This story is about a kind-hearted conch spirit who forgot about the night of the full moon while playing on the beach, and the conch could not keep changing shape and turned into a conch again, and was picked up by the equally kind fisherman Yintong.

The conch girl and Yintong talked very happily, you fished and I cooked, and gradually forgot to go home.

After a few months, the conch girl gradually fell in love with the young Yintong, she did not tell Yintong that she was a kraken clan, and she married Yintong.

When the conch girl's father learned of this, he was furious and came to forcibly take the conch girl away, but Yintong learned that the conch girl was taken away, went into the sea to look for her, and finally died.

The conch girl knew that Yintong was dead, and under the grief and indignation, she endured endless pain, took off the body of the demon clan, turned into five hundred years of Taoism, saved Yintong, and was willing to be a mortal, and the two lived a life of dependence on each other from then on.

Once retreated from the kraken body, and turned away from the five hundred years of Taoism, just to spend the same decades as silver before the moon!

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The reason why Xin Ming told this story is because the conch girl is very similar to Xin Ming's current situation, one is that the conch falls in love with the young man of the fisherman's family, and the other is to travel through Chengbangwen in order to pick flowers, Xin Ming knows in his heart that he will eventually condense his body and gain Ning Qingying's heart.

However, the premise must be subtle, so that Ning Qingying can accept the love of a human and a machine spirit!

After the story was told, Ning Qingying was already in tears, and she couldn't let go of her feelings for a long time, and after a long time, she looked at Bang Wendao. "Little bangbang, I didn't expect you to tell stories, you're amazing!"

"What happened to Conch Girl and Yintong?"

"If you promise to cultivate the Nine Turns Rebirth Technique, I'll tell you!" Xin Ming actually had a little thought in his heart, Ning Qingying would definitely be his in the future, before that, let her refine her body and refine her perfect slender body, and he could enjoy the boundless blessings of the world in the future!

Ning Qingying is currently in very good shape, but Xin Ming can't pick flowers yet, so let's make a perfect flower and wait for the moment of picking!

Thinking about that day, Xin Ming was full of anticipation, eager to improve his strength quickly.

"Okay, I promise you, cultivation is. Ning Qingying said helplessly.