1654: C1654 Spread

C1654 Spread

1654.

"Young master!"

Yue and Zuo Linger were very happy to see Ning Qi. With a smile, they went forward and took Ning Qi's arm. Faang Qin Faang Shu curled her lips and was somewhat dissatisfied but Holy Concubine of Cold Heaven did not care about these small details. She smiled at Ning Qi and her eyes suddenly fell on the small flower pot in his hand.

"Beixuan, you like to raise flowers recently?"

Holy Concubine of Cold Heaven smiled.

"This is not a flower. It is the seed of the Purple Void Divine Tree."

Ning Qi said with a smile.

"Purple Void Divine Tree?"

The girls were slightly startled. They had never heard of a Purple Void Divine Tree before. Seeing this, Ning Qi did not explain too much. Instead, he handed the mini flower pot to Holy Concubine of Cold Heaven. He smiled and said, "This thing is very important. Help me take care of it during this period of time. But ordinary water is useless. You just need to keep an eye on it. No need to water it, if there are any changes, record it down "

"Okay"

Holy Concubine of Cold Heaven smiled and nodded. She took the mini flower pot. Ning Qi touched her belly, just like when he was on Earth. There was no change. He did not know when the little thing would be born. Did she insist on staying in his mother's belly?

Next, Ning Qi briefly explained the changes in the Central Continent over the past few thousand years. When Yue heard that the War God Temple had been destroyed by the Misty Sect, her eyes immediately became fierce.

"Heavenly Sovereign Piaomiao is dead, Ganges Immortal King is dead as well. This revenge is considered to have been avenged, but during this period of time, I don't intend to rebuild the War God Temple. It's better to split it up into smaller groups..."

Ning Qi smiled.

"Beixuan, did you offend some big shot again?"

Holy Concubine of Cold Heaven looked worried.

"Cangji Yuanzun, one of the five great Essence Sovereign of Central Continent. His cultivation base should be at the Peak Ninth Tribulation Creator. He can be considered a big shot, but as long as he doesn't personally take action... Even if he does, it's impossible for him to suppress me. Even if he does, he doesn't have a 100% chance of suppressing me. Just give me a little more time... These aren't problems at all... "

Ning Qi comforted, but he thought in his heart. The real big shots should be Immortal Emperor Daoyan and Little Stubborn Donkey.

Apart from these two, the others weren't really difficult to deal with in Ning Qi's eyes. No one knew that he had the system, but at most, they thought that he had extraordinary talent. His combat strength was unparalleled, and his cultivation base improved a little faster. Apart from that, Cangji Yuanzun didn't suppress him personally. This was enough to show that he didn't have a seat in the eyes of these great figures.

By the time they recovered from their shock, they were afraid that Ning Qi already possessed the strength to compete with the Ninth Tribulation Creator.

"I'll bring Nuwa out first this time. You two can stay here and cultivate, especially the two of you who are messing around. Don't make Madam angry."

Ning Qi looked at Yue and Zuo Linger and said with a smile.

"Got it."

The two girls nodded.

Ning Qi and Holy Concubine of Cold Heaven stayed for a few days before leaving the domain with Nuwa. As soon as they returned to the room of Heaven Secret Academy, Ning Qi felt a guy standing outside the door.

Nuwa looked at Ning Qi and ran over to open the door. The guy outside was stunned and looked at Nuwa with doubt.

"Little girl, who are you?"

Mong Doulu asked with a weird expression. He had just returned to Heaven Secret Academy a few days ago. He had heard from the Golden Saint that Ning Qi had returned. Initially, he had come to find Ning Qi to reminisce about the past. However, there was no movement in the room. He just stood there and waited. He had never thought that a little girl would appear in the room. Naturally, Mong Doulu felt that it was strange.

"You want to see the leader, right? Come in."

Nuwa rolled her eyes at Mong Doulu.

Leader?1

Mong Doulu walked in with a strange expression. When he saw Ning Qi, a trace of joy appeared on his face. "Mr. Ning, I haven't seen you for so many years. You are still so young!"

"You aren't old either. You are already a Mid Period of Eternal Stage? Not bad."

Ning Qi smiled and nodded. The two of them sat down, while Nuwa went to make tea. When the tea was ready, Nuwa went out and took a stroll.

The two of them caught up with each other for a while. Mong Doulu sighed. It had been so many years since he saw Ning Qi. He thought that Ning Qi was dead. Ning Qi quietly listened to what had happened to Mong Doulu over the years. Occasionally, he would smile and nod. This guy had a lot to say. He talked for a few hours without stopping.

"Brother Meng, not long ago, I obtained a forging technique. It might be suitable for you. Do you want to learn it?"

Ning Qi took over Mong Doulu's words. If he did not interrupt, Mong Doulu estimated that Mong Doulu would talk about tomorrow, because he had just talked about more than a thousand years ago. He had once liked a certain female cultivator, but because of her family's influence, he had fallen in love with her. The two of them did not like him and eventually parted ways. Mong Doulu was sad and depressed for a period of time.

"What? Weapon crafting cultivation method?"

A trace of doubt flashed across Mong Doulu's eyes, "Mr. Ning, although I'm not as good as you in the path of cultivation, weapon crafting..."

Before he could finish, Ning Qi had already started describing the first level of the Nine Prison Temper Arts. Mong Doulu was stunned for a moment, then a trace of shock appeared in his eyes. He had never heard of the essence of the first level of the Nine Prison Temper Arts, but there were a few ways to forge the patterns. Even if he hadn't come into contact with this level, he could still distinguish the profoundness of these methods.

Gradually, Mong Doulu's face revealed a trace of infatuation. About an hour later, Ning Qi finished his lecture on the first level of the Nine Prison Temper Arts.

"Brother Meng, what do you think about this forging technique?"

Ning Qi said with a smile.

Mong Doulu closed his eyes and did not move. After a dozen breaths of time... His eyes revealed a trace of emotion. He turned to Ning Qi and said, "Mr. Ning, I have never heard of this Artifact Refining Technique, nor have I ever seen it before. Even if it's the cultivation technique that Master taught me... Compared to this ___, it was still a lot weaker. Many thanks to Mr. Ning for teaching it today! Please accept my bow! "

After he finished speaking, he stood up and bowed to the end. Ning Qi smiled and accepted his bow very calmly.

"For you, as long as you can master this Nine Prison Temper Arts, you will be able to enjoy it. If you can master it, you will be able to surpass Old Man Jin very quickly."

Ning Qi's eyes revealed a trace of an evil smile.

Mong Doulu was slightly startled, then he looked at Ning Qi and smiled like a fox. He was looking forward to this day to come.

At this time, there was a noise coming from afar. Ning Qi's expression changed slightly and he walked out. Mong Doulu saw this and quickly followed.

At the entrance of the Heaven Secret Academy.

Nuwa was confronting a group of people with an angry expression on her face. At the front of the group stood a young man wearing a yellow brocade robe. He was wearing a luxurious robe. His face was white and his lips were red. There was a trace of arrogance in his eyes. Behind him was a group of people who seemed like eunuchs.

At this moment, Old Eunuch, who was standing next to the young man in embroidered clothes, said to Nuwa in a gloomy voice, "Little girl, Ninth Prince has taken a fancy to you. It's because you are convinced. Why don't you kneel down and thank him?"

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