Is it possible to give up these two 100,000-year-old soul bones?

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

Tang San suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times towards Ning Fengzhi.

The renouncer has two soul bones that are very important to him, of course it can't be!

"Uncle Ning, help me!"

Tang San raised his head and looked at Ning Fengzhi with a pleading look on his face. It's as if he's really just trying to recover the relics of his loved ones.

It's really miserable, a child.

It's a pity that Ning Fengzhi has feelings, he just feels that the time has come.

"Virtuous nephew, it doesn't have to be like this, let's open the skylight today and say something."

Ning Fengzhi changed his cold attitude just now, walked in front of Tang San, and stretched out his hand to help Tang San up.

Before benefiting, the disgust for the remnants of the evil soul master can be temporarily put aside.

Tang San's eyes flashed with joy and pride, and he changed his attitude after selling it miserably, it seems that the tricks of his future son Tang Wulin are quite useful.

People will always sympathize with the weak.

The first wise man in the world doesn't even know this, compared to himself who can be called the wise god king, it's still inferior.

Ke Ning's next sentence made Tang San's body stiffen instantly.

"Virtuous nephew, you are Tang Hao's bloodline."

Tang San never thought that the identity he tried his best to hide would be exposed, he had never mentioned Tang Hao's name in public.

"No need to refute, I'm pretty sure of that.

"Virtuous nephew, you don't have to panic, I won't do anything, the three sects are in the same breath.

"Since you are the bloodline of Haotian Sect, then the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect is your home."

Ning Fengzhi patted Tang San's head, his face was full of tenderness, as if Tang San was really his relative.

It's as if the person who was cold just now wasn't him.

Of course, Tang San wouldn't be so moved because of Ning Fengzhi's change of face that he couldn't help himself, although he couldn't figure out what Ning Fengzhi's purpose was, but it couldn't be a good intention anyway.

"Since it is a family, then your relatives are my relatives Ning Fengzhi, those two 100,000-year-old soul bones, as the relics of your relatives, I will also take them back from the Seven Treasures Colored Glass Sect!"

That's a great way to say that!

Tang San's face also showed a look of emotion.

"Uncle Ke Ning, I'm afraid that even if I exhaust the Seven Treasures Colored Glass Sect, I won't be able to get those two relics back.

"Compared with the big forces such as Wuhun Hall and Camelot, I'm afraid that my Seven Treasure Glazed Sect won't be able to snatch it even if the whole sect sells it."

As soon as the words turned, a sad look appeared on Ning Fengzhi's face.

'Who is the one who just shouted that the sect's heritage can't be handed over?' Tang San lowered his head, Ning Fengzhi's ill intentions were almost written on his face.

"So, as a family, the Seven Treasure Liuli Sect takes back the relics of relatives, junior, you must help."

Ning Fengzhi's eyes were full of expectation when he looked at Tang San.

He didn't believe that Tang Hao hadn't taught Tang San's son, Hao Tianzong's mastery, and the Explosion of Hao Tian's Nine Absolute Sect was not an evil soul master's method.

"Uncle Ning, I have no other way." Tang San felt like a fool guarding the treasure house in a trance, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect could take the treasure from him.

"Virtuous nephew, this is your mistake, they are all a family, after Haotian Sect is gone, I am your elder, and the sect of Haotian Sect will be handed over to me, an elder, for safekeeping!

"Can't you trust me, an elder!"

Ning Fengzhi's face also showed a look of grief and indignation at the junior's incomprehension of his difficulties, but the palm he placed on Tang San's head did not look like a kind elder.

Because on that hand, the light of soul power has already emerged.

The auxiliary soul master has no attack power, it is only in the past, and the cultivation method passed from the Martial Spirit Hall cannot only be practiced by the dust heart.

He Ning Fengzhi may not be very strong, but with the power of the Soul Saint who has been immersed in it for many years, it is still easy to kill a Soul Venerable.

"Uncle Ning, I'll write it out for you." The soul power that was pouring out of his head, Tang San naturally felt it.

A wave of anger and humiliation swelled up in his heart, but then he had to suppress it.

Because the soul power on his head has already pierced his scalp!

At the same time, he was also glad in his heart that he was reborn as a god king, because Tang Hao really hadn't taught him in this life, otherwise he might really die today.

Looking at Tang San's humble beginnings and offering the Haotian Sect, Ning Fengzhi nodded with satisfaction, Tang San, this kid is just that, stupid and interesting.

……

"Uncle Ning, since I have handed over the Haotian Sect's peerless learning, what about the distraction method of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect?"

Ning Fengzhi, who was trying to figure out whether the details were wrong, frowned, and he retracted the preface, what Tang San, the remnant of the evil soul master, hated the most was being stupid and uninteresting.

I always like to daydream in the day.

"Sect Peerless Sect naturally requires sect contribution to be exchanged, Tang San, have you contributed enough from your sect?"

"But......" Tang San suppressed the anger in his heart again, what about a relative just now?!

Of course, he will be distracted, but he needs a justifiable reason to use it!

"It's nothing, but this is the rule, as a disciple of the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect, Tang San, don't you know how strict the rules of the sect are?!"

"Those two 100,000-year-old two soul bones......"

"What is that soul bone called, that's a relic of a relative! My Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect is naturally bound to win. ”

Receiving such an answer, Tang San breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, arched his hand, and left the place where he felt humiliated.

"Go and invite Uncle Jian and Uncle Gu to come over, and if Tianben's seniors are also there, invite him too."

Looking at Tang San's departing back, Ning Fengzhi was expressionless. Face? Credit? That's to people of the same status, or to people.

For something like a pig and a dog like the remnants of the evil soul master, there is no need to talk about face.

……

After a while, Sword Douluo Chenxin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong came to the room where Ning Fengzhi was.

"What about Tianben's seniors?" Ning Fengzhi looked behind Chenxin and Gu Rong, but didn't notice that the sky was rushing. Donghui's figure.

Days of Rushing. Donghui is such a strong person, it is naturally impossible for people to go to Tiandou City to sleep on the streets, as long as people are willing, it is best to entertain them at home.

"I went out in the morning, saying that I was going to pull a few old friends to join the Ontology Sect." Dusty replied.

"It seems that Tianben's predecessors really want to compete with the Martial Spirit Hall and Camelot." Ning Fengzhi smiled bitterly and shook his head,

It's normal for Donghui to have old friends, just like that Broken Yue Douluo, who has never heard of him, is one of the people Donghui knows.

It was also through Donghui, Ning, Fengzhi and other talents that it was determined that the 100,000-year-old soul bone was not a fool.

It's a pity that Donghui is only able to know this Broken Yue Douluo, and he can't cut off these two 100,000-year-old soul bones.

"Fengzhi, what happened when you suddenly called us?" Donghui has a ninety-nine limit, and they can't control what to do, so it's better to care about why Ning Fengzhi is looking for them.

"It's Tang San, he suddenly came to me today to say something." Immediately after, Ning Fengzhi told Jian Gu what had happened between him and Tang San.