"As for you, you will not lack mental power at all in the future. What you lack is an auxiliary skill that perfectly suits you."
In fact, it depends on luck. A perfect fit is too difficult... Ning Fengzhi sighed inwardly, and then said: "Even if it is just a ten-thousand-year-old gem-like soul bone, as long as the skills are matched, as your mental power continues to grow, its future role will be It may also far exceed ordinary 100,000-year-old soul bones.”
Ning Xiaotian nodded slightly. No wonder the original Ning Fengzhi allowed Ning Rongrong to absorb the soul bone of Shi Nian's head.
If Ning Rongrong's mental power is enough, her fantasy space might be able to establish a mental link with an army of tens of thousands. If released on the enemy, it will suppress the mental power and cause hallucinations. This is really a terrifying ability.
This is simply a battlefield stunt!
It's a pity that Yaomei is not strong enough!
If you let me do this, I will definitely become the most handsome boy on the battlefield and the best commander of the coalition forces... Of course, I may also encounter snipers... Ning Xiaotian's heart trembled, as if he felt the malice from the enemy.
Speaking of skills fit...
Ning Xiaotian narrowed his eyes and instantly thought of Oscar. The 20,000-year-old mirror skull he revealed was the real thing. The normal 100,000-year-old soul bone was simply incomparable. A mirror image clone skill can assist all souls. Teacher plays.
It seems that the head soul bone should not be rushed, the suitable one is the best... Thinking of this, Ning Xiaotian immediately retracted his thoughts and solemnly said: "I understand, kid!"
"Well, you're still young, don't be in a hurry!" Ning Fengzhi said happily, "If your self-created soul skills take too much time, you can put them away to avoid delaying your cultivation."
"Well, I have already planned this!" Ning Xiaotian nodded. His physical characteristics dictated that practicing at noon and night would produce the best results.
Of course, there has to be a sun and a moon.
As for the remaining time, you can reasonably arrange to do other things, such as learning boxing skills and exercising.
Body and soul power also complement each other.
Naturally, we can’t let it go!
"That's good!" Ning Fengzhi's eyes were full of relief, he nodded with a smile, and continued: "I will invite Mrs. Ye to come to treat your injury tomorrow. Her Nine-Hearted Begonia Martial Spirit is unique in treating injuries! "
Nine-Hearted Begonia Martial Spirit... Ning Fengzhi was stunned at first, then his eyes lit up, and he immediately turned to Sword Douluo, "I remember you were five years old, right?"
"Um...yes! However, it may not be possible to awaken the Nine-Hearted Begonia Martial Spirit. As you know, their family..." Sword Douluo was also stunned, and then whispered with a strange expression.
"Oh, let's take a look first!" Ning Fengzhi's eyes dimmed, he touched the cane gem and said calmly.
Not being able to spend the bride price is also a worry!
Five years old? Nine Hearts and Begonia Martial Spirit?
Dugu Yan's naturally powerful sixth sense told her that there might be another Hu Meizi coming to steal her husband.
Thinking of this, Dugu Yan's plump little mouth instantly pouted, and then he looked at Ning Fengzhi with resentful eyes.
This is a big bad guy! Old and dishonest!
Are you trying to sacrifice my beauty again? Ning Xiaotian was startled and squinted his eyes to examine Ning Fengzhi.
I actually guessed it! The child really doesn't understand the painstaking efforts of a father... Ning Fengzhi straightened his body with a guilty conscience and said: "Tian'er, Yan'er... you guys should have a good rest!"
After saying that, he waved his hand,
He led the two strong men out of the house.
"Xiaotian..." Duguyan saw that Xiang Shamelessly left, and immediately coquettishly coquettishly took Ning Xiaotian's left arm, shaking and shaking, rubbing and rubbing.
"What's wrong?" Ning Xiaotian enjoyed the warmth and turned his head to look at Dugu Yan with a confused look on his face.
Countless ancestors have told us that it is best to lower your IQ by 200 in front of your daughter-in-law at this time, otherwise the explanation will be a cover-up and the subsequent troubles will be endless.
As expected, Duguyan's bulging cheeks leaked air, and he curled his lips and said, "It's okay, I'll help you back to your room first!"
The wife is still energetic... Ning Xiaotian rolled his eyes and immediately turned to stare at Dugu Yan's big emerald green eyes, saying affectionately: "Yan'er, you are so kind!"
"Oh, let's go..." Dugu Yan's pretty face was instantly flushed with intoxicating blush, she turned her head away guiltily and pushed.
"Okay, okay..." Ning Xiaotian held his head high.
...
"Looks like we have to find an opportunity to kill that guy Shi Nian!" Ning Xiaotian thought with squinted eyes. In the original work, that guy Shi Nian was a pervert, and he liked to use the Soul Resistance Skill to kill the genius souls participating in the soul master competition. division.
Maybe among the genius boys he killed, there was also a cute and cute girl, who was simply not a son of a man!
Even if it kills my heart, I won’t worry about it!
I just don’t know if that guy has obtained that gem-like head soul bone now... Hey, at worst, I’ll use the Pulse-Breaking Pupil in the next Soul Master Competition.
Thinking of this, Ning Xiaotian felt a little calmer in his heart. He turned his head and looked at the warmth in his arms. The girl cried for a long time tonight and fell asleep soon after lying on the bed.
The eyes were still a little red and swollen... Ning Xiaotian pulled the quilt with his left hand distressedly and covered the girl's delicate body. Then he lowered his head and closed his eyes with a "chirp".
The girl seemed to have thought of something good, twisted her body, tightened her little hands, and raised a smile at the corner of her mouth.
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Qibao Glazed Sect, square.
"Xiaotian, there are so many people!" Duguyan timidly took Ning Xiaotian's right arm and said weakly.
Ning Xiaotian's arm was cured a few days ago by an ice woman with the Nine-Hearted Begonia martial spirit. Now she can hold her right arm with the most security.
"The ones over there wearing leather clothes are the Po clan, the ones over there who are tall and strong are the Yu clan, and the ones over there who are plainly dressed and slim are the Min clan..." Ning Xiaotian tilted his head and approached Dugu Yan's ear, whispered.
"It's really tall and strong! Just like a hill..." Dugu Yan stuck out his tongue and said softly.
"Tian'er, why don't you come here to meet all the seniors!" Zhang Fanghua said loudly and was very unhappy when he saw that he was entertaining the women here warmly, while his son was watching a play there.
"Coming, coming..." Ning Xiaotian pulled Dugu Yan and ran over quickly, bowing and saying: "Hello aunt...Hello sister...Hello little sister...Hello grandma..."
Dugu Yan's husband sang and his wife followed closely behind him.
"Okay, okay..."
All the female relatives praised it unanimously.
"This is our Xiangxiang..."
Ning Xiaotian looked blankly at the little girl, chubby and red-faced, who was handed over by a pretty young woman in simple clothes. She was waving her hands for a hug.
"Here, eat some candy!" Ning Xiaotian took out the toffee in confusion, peeled it off skillfully, and handed it to the little girl's mouth.
"Wow... Guoguo, I want it too!" Yaomei in Zhang Fanghua's arms burst into tears instantly, her voice hoarse.
"Okay, okay..." Ning Xiaotian hurriedly peeled off another one and stuffed it directly into his sister's mouth.
The two little ones were instantly quiet!
I feel that it is more reliable to raise a younger sister... Ning Xiaotian looked at Bai Chenxiang, who was smiling and eating sweets, and a certain heartstring was touched in an instant.
so cute!
I'm afraid she doesn't have the attributes of being a girl.
After scratching his head, Ning Xiaotian turned his head and looked at Dugu Yan without squinting. His mind instantly calmed down... Sure enough, the future 36D is more suitable for me.
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