C1218 Spirit Weapon
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"Miss Wang Xue, I'm so young. Do I look like an old ancestor? Don't care about seniority. We'll talk about our own things."
Ning Qi said with a smile.
"Rules of the family..."
Wang Xue also had a hint of interest in her heart.
"If I don't care, what else can he say?"
Ning Qi said with a smile.
"That's true. Libationer Beixuan, I didn't expect you to be the son of Ancestor Muting."
Wang Xue saw that Ning Qi's attitude was the same as before. There was no change in his attitude. She finally heaved a sigh of relief in her heart. After she relaxed, she said with a sigh.
"I am also very surprised."
Ning Qi said with a faint smile.
"Libationer Beixuan, what level is your cultivation base at? You must have reached the Mid Period of Dharma Image Stage by destroying the Dharma Idol of the ninety-third courtyard's Grand Elder, right? "
Wang Xue looked at Ning Qi with a hint of admiration. The scene just now was truly shocking. She flicked her finger. The Dharma Idol of an Early Period of Dharma Image Stage warrior who had cultivated for a thousand years turned into ashes. This was the first time Wang Xue had seen such a high-end battle.
"I just broke through to the Mid Period of Eternal Stage. I think it will take some time for me to break through to the Dharma Image Stage."
Ning Qi said with a smile.
Mid Period of Eternal Stage?
How was this possible?
Wang Xue's eyes revealed a puzzled expression. After that, she thought that Ning Qi was unwilling to say anything, so she didn't ask any more questions. Instead, she asked, "Libationer Beixuan, did you come back this time because you left something here?"
"No, I am not alien minister alchemist from the 99 courtyards, am I not? Where is it not here?"
Ning Qi said with a smile.
"Wh, what? You should be cultivating in the main academy. With your status, you should be able to obtain cultivation resources a hundred times more than the ninety-nine departments!"
A trace of surprise flashed across Wang Xue's eyes, and then her tone was somewhat agitated.
"So Miss Wang Xue does not welcome me. Then I will go to the main academy."
Ning Qi smiled faintly and pretended to leave.
Wang Xue subconsciously went forward and pulled Ning Qi. "You misunderstood."
"Patriarch Beixuan?!"
A figure broke through the air and landed next to Ning Qi. He saw Wang Xue pulling Ning Qi. There was a trace of surprise in his eyes, then he laughed heartily and said, "When you return to the 99 courtyards, why didn't you inform me? I apologize for my rudeness."
The person who came was Wang Hai. He had just left when he received the news that Ning Qi had returned from the main courtyard. He immediately rushed over.
The way he called Patriarch Beixuan wasn't awkward at all. It was very smooth. In this aspect, Wang Xue couldn't be compared to him.
"Senior Wang Hai, just call me Libationer Beixuan."
Ning Qi said with a smile.
"How can that be? You are Patriarch Wang Lin's grandson. How many generations do I need from you?"
Wang Hai waved his hand.
Wang Xue could not help but stamp her feet. Wang Hai saw it and smiled. He nodded at Ning Qi and said, "Okay, then I will call you Libationer Beixuan."
Seeing this, Wang Xue's expression became a little better.
After that, she told Wang Hai that Ning Qi would continue to stay in the 99 Institution. Wang Hai's face revealed a wild joy. On the spot, he said that he would give all 80% of the immortal herbs and herbs to Ning Qi. Furthermore, Ning Qi would take 50% of the pills that he concocted!
This ratio was already the same as the main institute's Narang Pill Sect and Nine Zen Pill Sect. Of course, the number of immortal herbs and herbs in the main institute was even greater and more terrifying. Ning Qi was still unable to compare with these two people in the ninety-nine departments.
On the second day, other than disciples below the Eternal Stage, basically everyone in the Wang family knew about what happened yesterday. Everyone was shocked. It was the son of Ancestor Wang Muting. He had actually returned! This had really exceeded the expectations of most people!
Many disciples of the Wang family had come to pay a visit to Ning Qi after hearing his name. At the beginning, Ning Qi had even met a few of them. As more and more people arrived at the back, Ning Qi directly shut his door and refused guests, causing the popularity of the 99 departments to increase by quite a bit. There were a few guys who had bad relationships with Wang Hai, and even had some personal grudges with him. They all brought gifts to apologize and admit their mistakes. A smile hung on Wang Hai's face. He enjoyed the benefits that Ning Qi brought him.
...
"That guy said that I was possessed by an evil spirit. That evil spirit is probably 'Meng Tianshu'. But why did Meng Tianshu become an evil spirit in his mouth?"
Ning Qi frowned and pondered for a moment. Then, with a thought, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Boss, I told you not to call me out if you have nothing to do with it. It will be easy for that guy to find us. At that time, no one will be able to save us!"
The moment the Xiaoliu appeared, it sat down on the chair in front of Ning Qi. It crossed its legs and unceremoniously plundered the fruits on Ning Qi's table.
"Of course I called you out because I have something to do. I will show you a few things."
Ning Qi took out a black iron rod and handed it to the Xiaoliu. "Take a look at what it is."
"Oh?"
When the Xiaoliu's eyes fell on the iron rod, it suddenly exploded with a bright light. It directly reached out its hand and snatched it over. After carefully examining it, after a long while, it sucked in a breath of cold air and said, "Where did you find this rod?"
"Ancient Desolate Forbidden Land."
Ning Qi recounted what had happened to him. The more the Xiaoliu heard, the uglier its expression became.
"I never thought that even the Underworld Cultivator would appear. I'm afraid that a huge change has occurred in Netherworld during my absence."
The Xiaoliu frowned.
"What do you mean?"
Ning Qi asked.
"The Underworld Cultivator that I know is only at the end of its lifespan. Under other circumstances, it's impossible for me to leave the Netherworld. But according to what you said, there is already an Underworld Cultivator that has found a way to break out of the world. If they really manage to break out of the spatial zone, I'm guessing the Immortal Clan Continent will face a huge disaster! "
The Xiaoliu said in a low voice.
"That's good. I don't want you to go and take revenge."
Ning Qi said with a smile.
"You don't understand. The Underworld Cultivator is incomparably brutal. If the Immortal Clan Continent is devoured by them... After that, they will crazily devour all kinds of races. Until the end, they are the only ones left. So, where you are now... It's also within the range of the Underworld Cultivators's attack!"
The Xiaoliu said solemnly.
"Is the Underworld Cultivator really that terrifying?"1
Ning Qi frowned.
"It's very scary. Up until now, no one knows what the Netherworld looks like. Even the eternal Immortal Emperor will be taken away by the Underworld Cultivator in the end."
The Xiaoliu nodded.
Pausing for a moment, he continued, "However, this is not something we need to consider for the time being. If there are any unusual movements in the Netherworld, it should be a few hundred years or even a few thousand years later. You still have a long time to prepare."
"You haven't told me what this stick is for."
Ning Qi said.
"This stick is a spiritual weapon."
The Xiaoliu said faintly.
"Spirit weapon? I've only heard of Battle Weapon, magic tool, and what is a spirit tool?"
Ning Qi frowned.
"If you use Immortal Spirit Qi to refine it, you can call it a spirit tool. You can use it as a magic tool used by the Immortal Clan. But its power and grade is much stronger than a magic weapon condensed from the power of law. It's called 'Coiling Dragon Staff', and it's a spirit weapon specifically used to suppress our Dragon Clan. It is a spirit weapon that was used to hunt down one of the men from our Immortal Clan, but I didn't expect it to be... They were all killed by the Underworld Cultivator..."
The Xiaoliu had a sad feeling about the death of a rabbit.
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