Chapter 322: Accept a Venerable as a junior brother
Ye Ning saw that he kept his head down, as if he was contemplating, and did not interrupt him.
He wanted to win over the monks, not only relying on strength, but also asking the other party to follow him with all his heart. In case, pull together a wall grass, it is better not to have it.
A cup of tea time passed.
Ye Ning snorted coldly and said, "What's the matter? From now on, with me as the master, the elixirs and magic weapons are endless!"
Xu Ming is a casual cultivator who has spent nearly a thousand years cultivating to the middle stage of the Venerable Realm, and his thirst for spirit stones can be said to be painful. Poor, otherwise, he wouldn't have the cheekiness to rob a spirit monk. He listened to Ye Ning's words, and his heart was a little moved. With his cultivation, he can join a certain sect casually, and he can also be an elder or something, but he definitely can't become a □□ person, and he often encounters dangerous things, and it is a loose cultivator like him who rushes to the forefront. This is also the reason why he did not join the sect for a long time. However, what is the danger of following Ye Ning? This kid is just a spiritual cultivator, probably trying to win himself over and fight for his interests in the sect.
What's more, does he have a choice?
Die or submit!
Xu Ming smiled bitterly and said, "Xu Ming is willing to return to his fellow Daoists and prove the Great Road together!"
"Okay!" Ye Ning felt comfortable in his heart and let out a long roar. "Let go of my mind and let me plant the spirit seed!" "Seed Spirit □□" is the most common method of controlling monks in Qingluo Da 6, although it is simple, but it is extremely effective.
Xu Ming was helpless and completely opened his heart.
Ye Ning's handprints were stacked, and countless characters spun up, quickly rushing into Xu Ming's brain, imprinting where he knew the sea. From then on, it only took Ye Ning's spiritual sense to make a move, and he could decide Xu Ming's life and death! Even, as long as Ye Ning was willing, he could clearly know Xu Ming's thoughts and monitor him at any time to see if he had any intention of betrayal.
That's the horror of "Seed Spirit □□".
"Haha! Xu Ming, one day, you will be proud of your wise choice today!" Ye Ning smiled: "That Gao Zhan is your incarnation outside your body?"
"Yes, master. "After Xu Ming returned to obedience, the title naturally had to be changed. "I'm proficient in the way of puppetry, and this puppet is my best work. ”
"Not bad. There are thousands of avenues, and the puppet technique also has a lot of merits. Xu Ming, you are the first person in my Ye Ning forces, and Ye will definitely not treat you badly. As he spoke, his mind moved, and a low-grade holy weapon flew out. It was the flying feather fan he took from the Blood Forbidden Immortal Mansion!
This fan is snow-white, just taken out, surrounded by gusts of wind, but also a cluster of flames burning wantonly, the flame is not red, but miserable white, turned into a flame flower, clustered around the flying feather fan;
The inferior holy weapon, the flying feather fan, has the extremely rare triple attributes of wind, fire, and thunder!
As soon as the flying feather fan flew out, Xu Ming's eyes were already shining, revealing a greedy color. This is a low-grade holy weapon, he has lived for nearly a thousand years, and there are a lot of adventures, and there are more than a dozen pieces of the best treasure collection, but he has never used the inferior holy weapon. "This ...... This is for me?"
"That's right! Flying Feather Fan, a low-grade holy weapon, is made of the tail feathers shed by the eleventh-order fowl demon beasts! As he spoke, the flying feather fan circled and fell into Xu Ming's hands. casually sent out the inferior holy weapon, Ye Ning was not distressed. What is the holy weapon used for? To strengthen one's own strength, one uses it for oneself, and one uses it for subordinates. Moreover, Xu Ming was the first monk he subdued, so he naturally had to be shocked by a big deal.