All the young monks were dumbfounded.
Master Mingjing could no longer care about his face at this moment. Ning Chen had just made his move unequivocally, and he no longer dared to hesitate at this moment.
Mage Mingjing hurriedly took out a breast mirror from his arms and held it up with both hands. It was a small mirror the size of a palm, with a dark surface, brass material around it and engraved with Bagua patterns.
At this moment, tiny cracks appeared on the smooth mirror surface.
"Little benefactor, this magic weapon is called the Qiankun Mirror. It was the same magic weapon that Dao Ancestor carried with him back then."
Master Mingjing's face was extremely disappointed, and he didn't care at all about the shocked looks in the eyes of all the disciples.
Ning Chen couldn't help but frown when he saw this. He had just made a move. Although he had already stopped, he just wanted to destroy his cultivation. However, he did not expect that the Qiankun Mirror helped block the blow and did not destroy his cultivation. However, he was seriously injured. His cultivation level has also been greatly reduced.
It seems that the magic weapon left behind in the Tao Sect still has some power.
"anything else?"
Ning Chen still had his hands behind his back. He did not take the bronze mirror but frowned and continued to ask.
The corners of Master Mingjing's mouth twitched, and Ning Chen's calm gaze made him feel uncertain. He could only smile bitterly and nod, put his hand into his sleeve robe, and then took out several magical weapons from the sleeve robe.
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There are bronze bells, rulers, and command flags with Taoist seals engraved on them, all of which are Taoist artifacts.
Zhang Huanshui was also supported by Li Zhenbei and walked over at this moment. When he saw each magical weapon being taken out by Master Mingjing, Zhang Huanshui looked sad and angry, and his eyes were red.
I wish I could cut Master Mingjing into pieces with a thousand knives, but I don’t have that strength at all!
Even if Ning Chen lent him the Shadow Sword, it would only force Master Mingjing to show his true strength. If it were a life and death fight, he would have no chance of winning.
Master Mingjing's monk's robe actually had a storage function, which surprised Ning Chen.
After a while, each magical weapon was placed in front of Ning Chen, and the scene fell silent, and all the monks were ashamed.
None of them expected that Master Mingjing, the master they respected, would do such a thing.
"Little donor... all the magic weapons are here... you see..."
Master Mingjing looked at Ning Chen eagerly and spoke cautiously.
Ning Chen nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, you can get out."
"Yes Yes!"
Master Mingjing turned around and left after hearing this, without any intention of lingering.
Seeing his leaving figure, Ning Chen did not do anything else. Although Master Mingjing's mind was impure, it was also for the fight between Buddhism and Taoism. The place where the ghost cultivator was located was sealed by various Buddhist sects. This kind of imprisoning scripture exists. From this point of view, he still does not want to help the evildoers.
Just to suppress Taoism, he chose to sit on the sidelines.
Ning Chen even couldn't bear to let the strong men from the Dao sect come to die generously.
Among the few monks, someone walked out and respectfully handed over to Ning Chen: "Little benefactor... after what happened today, we have no shame in staying here, but please give us half a day to take away yourself." Items, before tonight, I will exit Qinglian Temple on my own later!"
"Okay, then I'll give you half a day."
Ning Chen nodded in agreement, and then all the monks re-entered Qinglian Temple and got busy.
Zhang Huanshui stepped forward and held the Chengying Sword with both hands: "Mr. Ning, thank you for the sword, and thank you even more for your advice today, otherwise... I would still have been kept in the dark..."
Ning Chen took the Shadow Bearing Sword and put it into the storage ring: "These magical weapons were left by your Taoist ancestors, and they are all handed over to you."
Zhang Huanshui froze on the spot, with a look of disbelief on his face. These magical artifacts are all priceless, and there are several lost Taoist techniques among them that are even more priceless!
Ning Chen actually returned everything to him so lightly!
Even Chen Xin looked at Ning Chen with a bit of appreciation, and Li Zhenbei and others admired Ning Chen even more.
"What are you looking at? Don't you want it?"
Ning Chen raised his eyebrows and asked lightly.
"I want it! I want it! Of course I want it, even in my dreams!"
Zhang Huanshui nodded hurriedly, and for fear that Ning Chen would regret it, he stepped forward and put away all the magical weapons. Then he bowed deeply to Ning Chen: "Mr. Ning has shown great kindness to our Taoist sect, and our Taoist sect will always remember it in our hearts!"
"It's a small thing. I just can't stand the behavior of some people."
Ning Chen waved his hand and didn't take it seriously.
Zhang Huanshui thanked him a thousand times and was extremely grateful in his heart. The small thing Ning Chen said was great news for him and even the entire Taoist sect!
"Haha, Mr. Ning is really upright and upright. It seems that I made a mistake before."
On the side, Chen Xin smiled and said to Ning Chen, the sanctimonious Master Ming Jing could do such a thing, and even ran away in embarrassment without caring about the disciples of Qinglian Temple when Ning Chen was in trouble.
In contrast, Ning Chen's actions at this moment were upright. Not only did he not express his anger at these disciples, he also returned all the magical weapons that Ming Jing spat out to the Taoist sect. You know, even if Ning Chen took all these magical weapons as his own, Zhang Huanshui will also be grateful to him.
"It's not the first time you've made a mistake."
Ning Chen glanced at Chen Xin lightly and curled his lips.
Chen Xin's smile froze on her face, and she wanted to say something. Ning Chen had already gone to find the Luoluoye Gulou people.
Not seen for a while, Ning Chen wanted to see the results of Luo Luo's practice.
However, Ye Gulou and Heilong had already gathered together and cast malicious glances at Zhang Huanshui.
"Zhang Laodao, let's have a discussion?"
Ye Gulou grinned, showing his white teeth, and smiled at Zhang Huanshui.
"Woof woof woof!"
The black dragon is pretending to be a tiger by the side, its eyes are fierce, and it is eager to try.
"Haha, Master Ye, let's do it another day, another day!"
Zhang Huanshui twitched the corner of his mouth and hurriedly declined: "I am seriously injured today and it is inconvenient to take action..."
"Zhang Laodao, your physical strength is much stronger than that of ordinary Martial Emperors. Now you have recovered to some extent. What? Is it because you are afraid?"
Ye Gulou looked displeased and frowned.
Zhang Huanshui was speechless and couldn't help but look at Ning Chen.
After all, the two of them were Ning Chen's disciples, but Zhang Huanshui still had some scruples, especially because of the incident involving Master Mingjing today. He was holding back the evil fire in his heart, and he was afraid that something would happen if he took a serious action.
"Just stay alive."
Ning Chen said calmly without even looking at it.
"good!"
Zhang Huanshui's eyes lit up and he responded hurriedly: "Master Ye, let's go. How about we go to the valley to spar?"
"Walk!"
"Woof woof!"
The two militants, Ye Gulou and Heilong, immediately responded, and their bodies turned into three streams of light and headed towards the Shennong Valley.
Li Zhenbei and others also looked at each other and asked Ning Chen for instructions to go to Shennong Valley. Only Chen Xin stayed.
Throughout the afternoon, several people were waiting in the outer courtyard of Qinglian Temple. The disciples of Qinglian Temple came and went in a hurry, carrying their bags on their backs and going out one after another without a smile.
From time to time, people came forward to bow and apologize to Ning Chen. It was obvious that these disciples were actually unaware of what Master Ming Jing had done.
