Ning Xia quickly evacuated with her things, and went straight back to the inn without having time to leave a congratulatory message.
It's not that he was afraid of the person just now, but that he would avoid trouble.
In all her years in the world of cultivation, this was the first time that someone took notice of something she had in hand.
The palms of her hands were heating up and power was surging. Ningxia could not tell whether it was the flame itself or the temperature in her palms.
Based on Ningxia's many years of experience, it is absolutely impossible for this thing to be an ordinary spiritual material.
Little Ancestor, I know you are very interested in this thing... You are interested in everything, but don't make things worse now. It would be terrible if others see the problem, Ning Xia thought to herself. For the first time, she took the initiative to poke another lazy soul power in her body, hoping to ask him to restrain a certain little ancestor who was already lawless.
This method really worked, as if the opponent had been given an order, he immediately started to fight with the fire base surrounding his dantian. Then the true spirit fire was really distracted, and then he became a little more "comfortable".
This was also the reason why she was in such a hurry to leave just now. She was afraid that the fire in her body would burst out if she stayed any longer, so she had to leave as soon as possible.
It's only your second day in Dongli City, is it already so exciting? !
Ningxia pretended that nothing happened and walked out of the room again, and happened to bump into He Qing who had returned.
As soon as he looked at Ning Xia, he couldn't help complaining: "Senior Sister Fufeng, you run really fast. I called you from behind just now and I didn't even have time to go up and say hello... You were like a monkey in the sky and couldn't catch up. ." He followed the trot all the way back. What happened to the other party?
What's wrong? Get an exploration potato.
I don't know if he got it from her face, but He Qing didn't ask any more questions and changed the topic flexibly: "Oh, we didn't find out clearly, and we went to the Chengdong trading market on the opening day of the market. I I heard others say that there are only a few people there these days, so we shouldn’t go there again. It won’t be too late to go there after the crowds subside in a few days.”
Ningxia nodded obligingly.
"By the way, have you heard, Senior Sister Fufeng, that twelve sects of the Demon Sect are coming to this conference?"
Ning Xia paused when he heard this. He hadn't heard of the Twelve Demon Sects before he went out. Why did he hear such news when he turned around and came back?
"I just found out." He Qing heard this from a well-informed stall owner. He got the information after buying a large amount of spiritual materials from the other party. It is said that the other party has a cousin who is accompanying the team. inside.
Ning Xia subconsciously asked: "Then do you know what demon sects there are?" If...she would be ready.
"It seems that there are three demon sects in the Central and South China, and there are also old demon sects such as the Hehuan Sect, the Demonic Sky Sect, and the Jin Qing Bureau. I heard that people from Moyuan City are here this time."
She knows about Mo Yuancheng...but the Three Demon Sects in Central and South China? Ningxia was so confused that she searched in her mind, but could not find the corresponding information in her memory. Is there such a sect in China?
"That's not a sect, I'll just say it to save trouble." The so-called Three Demon Sects of Central and South China are the three most powerful demon sects in the central and southern part of Middle-earth, the Blood Slaughter Sect, the Ten Thousand Demons Sect and... Tong Yun Ling .
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Somewhere in the west of Dongli City, there were many people sitting in a relatively secluded private courtyard.
These people are located in various places in the hall with different postures, each occupying a small space like a separate army.
And these people all exude strong demonic energy to varying degrees. One or two of them didn't realize it, but when a group of demon cultivators with profound cultivation gathered together, the entire room exuded some kind of magnetic field of extreme competition.
This is obviously a gathering of pure demon cultivators.
Compared with most spiritual sects, which pay attention to the order of seniority and hierarchy, the situation of most demonic sects appears to be much more chaotic.
Most of them cultivate themselves, and they cultivate themselves to do whatever they want and do whatever they want. Their sect concept is also very different from that of the righteous sect. They are purely rational and have big fists. They don't even pretend to be superficial, and the vendettas among the people below often do not rise to the level of the sect.
This also often means having no scruples. As long as you are strong enough, even if you are from a small family, no one will use this to show off.
Of course, if you really want to have the right to speak, apart from the one with the real big fist, naturally you still have to look at the respective forces behind them.
There was no strong person at the scene who could suppress the whole crowd. The demon cultivators were naturally arranged according to the various sects.
"...So what's the point of recruiting us here with great fanfare today? If you don't say who is left to wait, is it possible that he will have to wait a lifetime without us?" It's rare for him to wear a blue and white shirt this year. It shows a bit of ancient literati charm.
His long hair was spread down as before, and was only tied into a small bun at the back of his head, which still vaguely brought out a bit of femininity that was engraved in his bones.
The female nun sitting on the same column as him, separated by a desk, also looked much more graceful than before. She rarely wore a skirt, but her appearance was different from the past. It's just that the evil spirit between his eyebrows is still there, covering up much of his appearance, which is a pity.
The two brothers and sisters are getting more and more popular. I really didn't expect that these two people, who came from a well-known and authentic spiritual cultivator in the past, were born to cultivate demons. If they can maintain this momentum, they will definitely have a place in Tongyunmen in the future.
But it seemed a little early for them to provoke that person.
"Yuze..." The person on the upper left stopped him.
This one probably didn't want his brother to really anger that one, otherwise they wouldn't be able to have fun at this moment. If she hadn't needed to persuade him before, both of them would have consciously stayed away from that person to avoid attracting the real madman.
But ever since he came out of the secret realm, his brother seemed to have developed some enmity with that person, and his respect for him had also diminished a lot. The last time I met him in the swamp, I actually provoked him.
Although Fang Xuyue also believed that his brother would not be without resistance if he really wanted to confront Jiang Yan.
But brother, why do you have to confront the Demon Infant monk? Isn’t the spiritual practice of the magic elixirs enough for you? Besides, even if you really don't like it, you have to hide it now. It won't be too late to start making fun of you when your cultivation level improves in the future...
Fang Xuri still knows this. He is arrogant, but he is not without brains. It is impossible to defeat many ambitious people who worship the charming demon lady without any brains.
But he didn't want to endure it anymore. That guy was doing bad things to him all day long, and he failed in his mission last time in Paradise. How could Fang Xuri tolerate this.
Besides, what about the demon infant monk? It's not like he was turned into disgrace by a golden elixir.
The young man became angry when he thought about how Jiang Yan provoked Ningxia last time, causing the other party to launch a large array of indiscriminate attacks - that was his prey.
Why does that guy always show up at such an inappropriate time? !
Fang: Why does this guy always steal my show? !
(End of chapter)
