Dusk, small instrument hall.

This night was the last night of the existence of the small instrument hall.

From tomorrow, even the craftsmen will go to Wanbaoji with materials and be classified into the Lingbao Pavilion.

The old Wutuo, who has been wandering for more than 40 years, is about to return to the Lingbao Pavilion founded that year, the difference is that the pride at that time is absolutely clear, and at this time it is the calmness of the sea, and the fate is like this. Did he achieve his dream? Maybe he didn't even know it. All dreams are for a better body and mind, and living well in the present is the best way to achieve it.

Ning Feng stood not far away, looking at the busy people, and the past was in his heart.

He knew that the chapter about Xiaoqitang was completely over. He also knew that he would never have similar memories in this life, so simple and sincere.

In the future, maybe he will have a master who is at the peak of the beast spirit's attainments, a senior brother and brother with vast magical powers, top-level materials, supreme magic weapons, and even heaven and earth stages and infinite exercises.

But the experience of a small instrument hall is not available in this life.

I still remember when he first arrived here, he was immature and at a loss. A year later, he is steady, calm, and heroic, which is the washing of time and his own pursuit.

The door of the cultivation world was finally opened to Ning Feng, but all of this was won by him with his own hands, he still remembered the broken Luo Sheng umbrella, he still remembered the clumsiness and persistence when he raised the hammer, he remembered the refiner's people were scorched, he remembered the strong patience when he turned into the sea, and he remembered the wind and rain when he condensed the veins......

People's hands and people's hearts are the most powerful formations in the world, one makes you think, and the other makes what you think come true, so complaining is the most ironic word.

One virtual and one real, let's create another formation!

Today's old Wutuo is also no longer happy, he keeps smoking the cigarette holder, and he doesn't stop all day, as if he longs to be completely paralyzed by the e-liquid.

The empty small instrument hall has only a plaque left.

Tomorrow, Ning Feng will enter the Divine Beast Park.

Old Wutuo walked over with a smile, and Ning Feng also smiled slightly, but they didn't smile very well.

"Boy, go to the inner garden to work hard, and go to the Lingbao Pavilion to find me when you have time. While the old guy is still alive, I will prepare some excellent materials for you, and you can come and get them then!"

"Then thank you old man in advance!" Ning Feng said with a smile.

The next moment, the two looked at each other for a while, but they didn't say anything to each other.

"Master, thank you for this year. After a while, Ning Feng opened his mouth, and his heart shrank.

"Hey!" said Old Wu Tuoman indifferently, but the word "Master" immediately made him a little unnatural.

At this moment, the Tibetan Heavenly Ring lit up, and a virtual armor galloped out, showing a faint golden color, and this armor was sheltered from head to toe, like a virtual suit.

"Is this the Golden Bone Suit?" exclaimed Old Utuo.

Ning Feng nodded, and said with certainty: "I have transformed it, put it on, and no one in Wanbaoji will be able to hurt you." ”

Old Wutuo suddenly thought that when he was building the Liuying Inner Armor, Ning Feng joked that he would build a more powerful defensive armor for himself in the future, and for a while, Lao Wutuo's face twisted a little, "I, what do I want to do with this." ”

No one can hurt you, but behind this sentence is a strong self-confidence and a lot of hard work.

Ning Feng didn't speak, under his control, the golden bone pretended to be a little bigger, and Old Wutuo suddenly saw that on the chest of this suit, there was a strange word "protection" written on it!

He originally thought that Ning Feng was just imagining it, but when he looked at this word, he immediately realized that it was not that simple, and the value of this golden bone suit was probably more than the other thousands of pieces combined. Because every stroke of the word "protection" is filled with an indescribable energy, which is unheard of.

"This is an instrument?!" Old Utuo suddenly thought of something.

Ning Feng nodded, and did not tell the source of this word to Old Wutuo, if Old Wutuo knew that these artifacts were not from the Liujin Continent, I don't know how shocked he would be.

This word is the word "protection" in the ninety-nine-eighty-one instrument inscriptions of the evil cave, and its blessing on the golden bone hypothetical pretense surprised Ning Feng at that time, if it is used in ideas, these artifacts can definitely elevate the same spiritual weapon spirit beast to a new realm.

"Master, put it on. Ning Feng raised his palm, and the suit submerged into Lao Wutuo's body from top to bottom, just like the inner armor born in the skin, it could play a role at any time, so there was no need to worry about being caught off guard.

Niu Wei's death is Ning Feng's eternal pain, because of this, he cherishes the people around him very much, life is extremely fragile, Ning Feng wants to use his own strength to protect the people he cares about most.

"Boy, when you go to the inner garden to cultivate hard, you are the most persevering, assertive and intelligent guy I have ever met, no matter where you go, you are this!" Old Wutuo stretched out his thumb, it was the first time in more than a year that he praised Ning Feng so seriously.

"Master, we will definitely meet again, take care!"

This parting was much more "straightforward" than expected, but the low moonlight and the swaying shadows of the trees made this straightforwardness much more compassionate.

Ning Feng reached out and pulled the plaque of the "Small Instrument Hall" into the Tibetan Heaven Ring.

In the Vientiane Plate, the Pan Demon made a low voice, as if he had just stretched his waist, "You still have a lot of advantages, but there is one big shortcoming. ”

"You are too emotional, a year of getting along in the world can make your heart think about it so far, once you reach the cultivation world and encounter great favors, I really don't know how you should repay it. For example, if someone asks you to succeed in the arts, I'm afraid you'll die for them. ”

"Another point, the spiritual master is much more terrible than the worldly people, you will encounter a lot of hypocrisy, the more you put into it, the more you hurt yourself, the human heart is long gone, interests are everything, you should think about it. ”

"I understand what you're saying. Ning Feng said to the demon, "It's just that after experiencing and understanding, I can't help it." ”

"Yes!" sighed Pandemon, "these things are all onlookers, just like my hatred for Oni Yezi. "I have to say that Panmo is an incomparably transparent person.

"Pandemon, when you get to the Divine Beast Garden, you have to keep a low profile, you know it better than me. Ning Feng said.

"I don't need you to remind me of this, I have my own measure, but you should think carefully about what you want to do when you go to the Divine Beast Garden. Pan Demon Dao, "Also, don't forget to promise me, one day, you will go to the Instrument Sect." ”

Ning Feng smiled bitterly, "I haven't arrived at the Divine Beast Park yet, you have already arranged the Instrument Sect for me, let's pass this level first!" As for what the Pan Demon said to think about carefully, in fact, Ning Feng has been thinking about it for more than a year.

This trip to the Divine Beast Garden is, of course, for the Moon Shadow Beast Xiao Yi, but if he wants to get Xiao Yi, Ning Feng must practice hard for a moment. However, Ning Feng also knew in his heart that when he really got there, things would be much more complicated.

"Hahaha!" Pan Demon suddenly laughed, "Nanyuan Northern Sect, Lao Tzu has been in Northern Sect for too long, and he can finally see the legendary Divine Beast Garden!"

"Why do I think you're expecting more than I am?"

"Of course I look forward to it! The South Park and North Sect are the condensation of the entire continent, no one wants to see it all, if they can get their respective strengths in the north and south, then they are the real powerhouses on the continent!"

"But I haven't been to Qizongye. ”

"Although you haven't been there, you already have many marks of the Instrument Sect, and you also know some ways to refine weapons, which is to lean north and break south. ”

"Pan Demon, you're so excited, I'm afraid it's not because of me, right?" Ning Feng said, suddenly understanding why Pan Demon had never stopped himself from going to the Divine Beast Garden.

"Hmph, let's just break it together!"

Mythical Beast Garden, we-

Here it comes!