As soon as Ning Yuan's words came out, the three girls blushed one after another, and the beauty had red cheeks, so tender that they were like peaches, which made people want to take a bite and taste it.

"It's getting late, it's time to go to bed. ”

There was an inexplicable smile on the corner of Ning Yuan's mouth, which made the three women's hearts hit like deer, and they lowered their heads one after another, not daring to look at Ning Yuan.

In order to successfully open up his own path, Ning Yuan needed to study 10,000 different Heart Sutra chapters to break the shackles of his own physique.

With Ning Yuan's talent for learning hegemony, most of the exercises were cultivated quickly, but ordinary exercises were not enough for Ning Yuan to study in depth, so as early as when he was in the Great Emperor's Mansion, Ning Yuan tailored several sets of major Heart Sutra chapters for himself.

Emperor Ning's "One Heart Sutra" is the main one, supplemented by several Supreme Heart Sutras.

One of them, "Yin and Yang Nine Heavenly Laws", is the most liked by Ning Yuan.

This method is an ancient supreme heart method, and it is also a method of double cultivation.

Taoist couples practice each other, the aura blends, nourishes each other, and enters the realm quickly.

There is only one flaw, and it requires multiple furnaces with top qualifications to maximize the power of this method.

After a good night's sleep, you can stabilize your cultivation realm, and you can also improve your cultivation, where can you find such a good thing?

The three girls have their own styles, perhaps because of the relationship between Qingyuelou's mental methods, their respective temperaments are outstanding, and the upright posture under the long skirt is even more amazing.

These three maids, although they are not as stunning as Ning Yuan's nine supreme sisters, are also rare strange women in the world.

Appearance, temperament and talent, everything is far beyond others.

If it is released, any one of them will be at the level of a top sect saint and goddess who is respected and followed by tens of millions of monks.

"According to the previous rules, I remember that it should be Miaoyin's turn today, right?"

Ning Yuan's gaze fell on Miaoyin, the maid's delicate body trembled slightly, her pretty face was covered with redness, and her beautiful eyes were full of shame.

......

Kowloon Hall.

"Master, why did you rush to Xizhou?"

The second elder of the Punishment Hall looked at the Nine Dragons Sage who had gathered all the elders with a puzzled face: "Although Xizhou is nominally under the jurisdiction of the Great Emperor, there are quite a lot of foreign monks, and there are countless Jedi who have died. ”

"You are a saint, your every move is concerned by the outside world, if you go to Xizhou, you will definitely be watched by the saints of different races in Xizhou......"

The second elder wanted to speak and stopped, but everyone could hear his words.

If it was twenty or thirty thousand years ago, it would be fine, Emperor Ning first proved the Great Dao, ten thousand races were dormant, Kyushu was so big, and the human monks could gallop freely.

However, with Emperor Ning in retreat for many years, the various ethnic groups in Kyushu have long been ready to move, and in recent years, there have often been news of the disappearance and death of human monks in various places.

Everyone knows that all ethnic groups are testing the emperor's bottom line.

If the emperor is angry, it can also be said that the monks are fighting with each other, and it is inevitable that there will be some damage, after all, there are many monks of various races who died at the hands of the human race.

As long as he does not bully the small with the big and attack in a big way, it is impossible for the emperor to strictly prohibit the monks of all races from entering the world to practice.

The way of cultivation is to fight with the heavens, the earth, and people.

All the clans in Kyushu know that it is impossible for the Emperor to kill all the monks of all races except for the Terrans, which will damage the Heavenly Dao of Kyushu, destroy the luck of the Terrans, and also deplete the Emperor's own luck.

Since you can't kill them all, you can't avoid fighting.

Especially at this special point in time, the great monks of all ethnic groups in Kyushu are all dormant in secret, waiting for the new enlightenment luck to manifest.

If the Nine Dragons Saint went to Xizhou, it was difficult to guarantee that he would not encounter danger.

The place in Xizhou is full of alien saints, and it is even rumored that there is a supreme lurking.

"I can't help but go. ”

The Nine Dragons Sage sighed and said in a deep voice: "The Holy Son is a body of a hundred leaks, and the people who are in retreat have no time to take care of him. ”

"There is a big medicine, which can only be found in Xizhou, for the sake of the Holy Son, this seat must go to Xizhou!"

The Nine Dragons Sage's gaze was resolute, but his words made the elders look at each other, and their hearts were surprised and shocked.

They knew who the Holy Son of the Nine Dragons was talking about, and they knew how noble his identity was.

"Leaky body!"

"How is this possible! Accompanied by auspicious rui, the person who manifests the Dao fruit, how can it be a body of a hundred leaks!"

"The saint will not be wrong, the Son may be ...... Alas. ”

"Is this the hope of the Terrans?"

The elders were all panicked, and the Nine Dragons Saint let out a low shout:

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"The blessing of the Heavenly Dao is difficult in the body of our generation, and I should cut through the thorns and thorns, and my heart is towards the avenue!"

"Throughout the ages, there have also been three powerful beings who have reshaped the body of a hundred leaks and rediscovered the holy way. ”

"It's just a physique, and this seat will solve it. ”

The Nine Dragons Sage took a deep breath, his eyes were full of determination, and said slowly: "The Holy Son is also a human being, he has been pinned on by his father since he was a child, but with such a physique, isn't he in pain?"

"This is the apprentice of this seat, if this seat doesn't help him, who else can help him now!"

The Nine Dragons Sage's eyes became more and more brief, and his tone became more and more serious: "Holy Son, now is the time when you need this seat the most!

"Master!"

The elders were moved, and couldn't help but bow: "The saint is righteous, we might as well wait." ”

If Ning Yuan was here, he couldn't help but be moved when he heard the words of the Nine Dragons Sage: "Is this the legendary self-strategy?"

"Wait a minute, listen up. ”

The Nine Dragons Sage said slowly: "After the departure of this seat, everything in the sect will remain as usual, if there are outsiders who inquire about the whereabouts of this seat, it will be a few months of wandering and returning." ”

"On the Son's side, you must also take care of it. ”

"Don't make the slightest mistake!"

The Nine Dragons Sage spoke sternly and glanced at the elders.

The elders nodded one after another: "Please rest assured, the saint, we know." ”

"Good. ”

The Nine Dragons Saint nodded, turned around and stepped forward, turning into a streamer, leaving the Nine Dragons Hall and heading towards the west.

Before leaving Jiulong Mountain, the Nine Dragons Sage also glanced back at the wooden house on the top of the mountain, and his heart was even more determined.

"Emperor, please wait for me!"

"Even if there is endless suffering ahead, Kowloon will also protect the avenue for you!"

......

"Ahh

As soon as Ning Yuan pushed open the bedroom door of the wooden house, he couldn't help but sneeze, Miao Ling hurriedly brought a white robe and gently draped it on Ning Yuan's body: "Young master, don't catch a cold." ”

"It's weird, I'm not a mortal anymore, my blood is so strong that it's almost terrifying, how can I still sneeze?"

Ning Yuan rubbed his nose, a little puzzled, and muttered to himself, "Could it be that which guy is thinking about me?"

"Maybe your father misses you. ”

Miao Ling covered her mouth and smiled, and said softly: "Breakfast is ready, young master, go to dinner, and leave the cleaning to the servant." ”

"Hmm. ”

Ning Yuan nodded, and walked out of the wooden house in a white robe.

When Ning Yuan left, Miao Ling walked into the room with a basin of water.

Under the silk soft quilt, a snow-white jade arm is exposed, which is even more crystal clear in the sunlight.

Miao Ling smiled and shouted softly: "Miao Yin, the sky is bright, and the young master has gotten up." ”

"Hmmm. ”

The jade arm was retracted into the quilt, and a soft and shy voice came: "You go out first, I'll come by myself." ”

"Okay. ”

Miao Ling nodded, turned around and was about to leave, suddenly as if he thought of something, suddenly turned around again, chuckled and said, "By the way, Miao Yin must have been too forgetful last night, and forgot to set up a soundproof magic circle." ”

The voice was long, eroded and ecstatic, and muttered the name of the young master. ”

Miao Ling teased narrowly: "Me and Miao Si, can you really hear it." ”

"Ahh

Miaoyin, who was just about to get up, was stunned, covered his head with a quilt, and shouted in shame: "If you don't leave, I'm angry!"

Although I don't see anyone, this voice is soft and gentle, revealing a charming style.

"Okay, I'll go and serve the young master's meal. ”

Miao Ling left the room with a crisp laugh like a silver bell.

......

Breakfast is customary with some great tonic relics.

I have been eating it for several days, but I haven't finished it.

Ning Yuan wondered if the three women had emptied all the materials in the kitchen of the Emperor's Mansion.

For breakfast, Ning Yuan ate a mouth full of holy light, his aura was wanton, and the qi and blood in his body were tumbling endlessly.

"Young master, do you want the slave to go to the Scripture Pavilion to take down the Heart Sutra chapter of the next realm?"

"No need, I'll go myself. ”

Ning Yuan waved his hand, pushed the wooden house away, and said with a smile: "I've been cultivating for so many days, and it's time to move around." ”

Ning Yuan took the three maidservants down the wooden house on the top of the mountain, and walked along the Zongmen Mountain Road to the direction of the Nine Dragons Scripture Pavilion.

Along the way, many Kowloon disciples saw Ning Yuan and stood in place to give salutes, calling them "Senior Brother of the Holy Son".

Even though most of the Nine Dragons disciples had never seen Ning Yuan's appearance, it didn't prevent everyone from recognizing him.

The young man in the crowd, who had a refined temperament and a face like a crown of jade, was accompanied by three fairy-like maidservants, who were the disciples of the saint.

The signature features of the Holy Brother of the Nine Dragons Gate are very recognizable.

Ning Yuan was also polite, and when he met his disciple Shi Li, he also nodded and smiled.

"Senior Brother of the Holy Son is really worthy of being a saint, he does not have the arrogance of everyone's children at all, and his attitude is gentle and tight, which is admirable. ”

"The three fairies and beauties beside Senior Brother are really unworldly, and only a person like Senior Brother can be worthy!"

"Huh, Senior Brother Holy Son has come down the mountain, hurry up, it's good to take a few more glances at the fairy." ”

More and more disciples followed.

At the beginning, Ning Yuan was not used to being watched by so many people, but later he became calm.

Look at yours, I'll shop mine.

Ning Yuan has had the luck of Kyushu since he was a child, and he has the bloodline of the emperor, not to mention cultivation, this body is indeed very good.

Gently shaking the folding fan and walking slowly, in the eyes of all the disciples, Ning Yuan's gestures were full of immortal energy.

fluttering like a legacy of independence, feathering and ascending to immortals.

It wasn't until there were disciples with advanced cultivation who gradually discovered that something was wrong.

"Huh?"

"Senior Brother Holy Son's cultivation is not quite right. ”

"What's wrong with him, he only has a condensation realm cultivation?

"You didn't look at it, the Holy Son is indeed a condensation realm cultivator. ”

Lu Ping'an was also in the crowd, pretending to beckon mysteriously: "I know a big secret, do you want to hear it?"