MTL - Control The World-Chapter 53 Siege

Ning opened her eyes quietly, the appalling scene lingering in her mind for a long time.

"Three reincarnation psychic objects."

At that glance, in the middle of his years, he experienced countless cycles of evolution, panic, joy, rebirth, and death ... the power was so shocking.

"It seems that I don't have the ability to master the third turn now." Ning Wufeng figured it out, but the first and second turns can still be done right now.

He thought quietly, just to meet the surprised look of Xiao Ziyi.

"Little brother, tell your sister, why did you do that?" She smiled coquettishly, like a hundred flowers in full bloom, leaning over her body, exhaling like blue.

The soft and tender body sat on the side of Ning Wufeng, and a fragrant fragrance blew his nose, making Ning Wufeng a little dazzling.

He chuckled: "Thank you, Purple Girl, for your concern, it's just some hidden disease."

Xiao Ziyi gave a charming smile, and certainly would not take Ning Wufeng's words seriously. When she first stepped in, she felt a mysterious and mysterious power, which seemed to be an extremely powerful spiritual trick.

The "waste" of the Ning family in this rumor is really getting more and more interesting.

"Why, has the auction ended?" Ning asked without doubt, without feeling the passing of time during practice.

Xiao Ziyi gave him a white look, and was charming, saying, "It's long over. There is no Ning Gongzi, and the next auction will be boring."

She shook her head sadly, pretending to be pitying.

And Ning Wufeng, because of the birth of the Yuan Shen in the sea, improved immunity to Xiao Ziyi's charm.

He stood up and said immediately: "That being the case, I'm leaving now."

"Why, isn't Ning Gong waiting for the slaves here?" Xiao Ziyi pretended to be surprised.

Ning Wufeng touched his nose, and he didn't just talk about charm, Xiao Ziyi also had the same level of beauty. He smiled bitterly: "There is really something going on underneath, and there can be no delay."

At this time, Jiang Ningfu was in a perilous situation for him, and it was urgent for him to improve his strength. How could he talk about Fengyue?

Xiao Ziyi chuckled and said, "I'm afraid that Ning Gongzi has no idea. Now I don't know how many people are staring at the door of Linjiang Pavilion, waiting for you to go out."

"Wait for me?" Ning Wufeng laughed. "There is still so much attraction in Ning Wufeng? It's not as fragrant as the girl in purple, and the bees are flying. The people staring at me are just flies, Just drive away. "

"Hee hee." Xiao Ziyi smiled faintly, then gave him a white look. "My son, I'm really joking."

"It's okay for others to say, what about the Wu family?" She said in a sudden tone, and said softly, almost reaching Ning Wufeng's ears, and the fragrant wind made Ning Wufeng feel soft.

He immediately took a step back and laughed: "Can't I stay in this Linjiang Pavilion for a lifetime?"

"It's not impossible." Xiao Ziyi smiled coquettishly.

"Dare to ask the girl how much she knows about the Wu family?" Ning Wufeng asked for a moment.

Xiao Ziyi turned his eyes and said, "I tell you the information of the Wu family. In exchange, you have to tell me what the yellow pearl was before?"

"The deal."

"The Wu family is a millennial family in Jiangning House. It mainly sells spiritual mines and elixir. It was previously a subsidiary of the spiritual temple and is one of the suppliers of many materials for the spiritual temple."

"But three hundred years ago, the Wu family gave birth to a wizard and entered the palace of the four universities. After returning from his studies, Wu Jiabian broke away from the spiritual temple and crowded out many other suppliers to become the spiritual temple. Jiangning's largest supplier of spiritual materials. "

Xiao Ziyi seemed to be prepared for these things.

"What about the Spirit Temple?" Ning Wufeng asked.

"Spiritual Temple?" Xiao Ziyi's beautiful eyes circulated on Ning Wufeng, and then she chuckled, and said, "I advise my son not to play the idea of ​​the Spiritual Temple now, and the Ning family's current strength absolutely can't bother them."

Ning Wufeng nodded, turned and stood up, and said, "Thank you, the girl in the purple clothes told me."

"You still want to leave?" Xiao Ziyi did not expect to say so, Ning Wufeng still insisted on leaving.

Ning Wufeng chuckled, "Would it be necessary for a girl in purple clothes to add someone to Ning?" He took a step closer and took a deep breath of Xiao Ziyi's body.

Xiao Ziyi took a step back, his face flushed and flammable, and he gave him a sip.

"You haven't told me what that thing is?"

"Fermentel."

Rather leave without wind. Xiao Ziyi frowned, thinking of his own mind.

Before leaving the Linjiang Pavilion, Ning Wufeng spent more than 700,000 spirit stones to buy a large number of heavenly materials and treasures.

The waiter rejoiced to send him away.

When stepping into the gate of Linjiang Pavilion, Ning Wufeng's sense of keenness felt the countless eyes around him at the same time. He was slightly taut, and then let go.

The gate of Linjiang Pavilion is the most lively place in Jiangning Province. It is expected that this group of people will not dare to mess around unless the Wu family wants to stir up the fighting between the two great families.

Many people can't wait for Wu Ning to fight for the benefit of the fishermen.

Along the street, the bustling buying and selling on both sides.

After a while, someone rushed up rashly and bumped into Ning Wufeng. Ning Wufeng looked down and saw a note.

"Nancheng District, the poor kiln, the practice of the false spirit vein. Lou Yuan."

It was the note left by the Ling Zhen Division of the Spirit Temple. He thought for a moment, and thought about it, heading for Nancheng District.

Nancheng District, poor kiln. It is the poorest place in Jiangning Prefecture. There are mixed fish and dragons here, and people with three teachings and nine streams will haunt here.

Of course, there are some people who come here specifically to Taobao.

"Spirit fragments unearthed from the ancient tomb of the gods, five spirit stones were sold cheaply." Someone shouted from the side.

"Son, do you need these six potions to hide the spirit flowers?" Someone crept up, and said in his arms a spirit flower with colorful lights, mysteriously said.

Ning Wufeng's consciousness swept away. This spirit flower is nothing but a superficial expression. I don't know what method was used to make it look so dazzling, but the spiritual power is poor.

He shook his head slightly and walked forward. The man seemed unwilling, chased after him, and shouted, "I can sell you cheaper."

Ning Wufeng exhibited his paces and quickly disappeared into the crowd. The man was stunned.

"My son, this way." A stone from Wuer flew in front of Ning Wufeng. Ning Wufeng turned his head and saw the building far in the alley.

Lou Yuan glanced at Ning Wufeng and walked quickly to the alley.

Ning Wufeng turned and followed.

The two walked forward one after the other, until no one was around. Lou Yuan stopped.

He looked at Ning Wufeng with a smirk in his face, arching his hand: "Ninggongzi is indeed a master of daring, and Lou thank you for coming."

Ning Wufeng smiled slightly and said, "Master Lou has been more courteous. Let me tell you something."

Lou Yuan begged him for something, and he happened to be looking for Lingshen Pavilion.

Lou Yuan's eyes rolled around and he said mysteriously, "I don't know if the son wants to know the way to break the veins and re-cultivate?"

The way to break the pulse? Ning Wufeng frowned, and Lou Yuan thought he was still a false spirit.

Ning was calm and calm, pretending to be grateful, and said, "What can Master Lou do?"

Lou Yuan could see that, and his smile was even brighter, and he said, "How about someone in Lou who would work with Ning Gong once?"

"It must be known that from the ancient times to the present, the false spiritual veins that cannot be cultivated are not only the son of a man. Of course, it is rare for a man to become a master of Sanpin Lingzhen at a young age like a son of a son." Lou Yuan chased a little.

"Of course, there are also people with graceful manners, who have stepped into the cultivation with their own pseudo-spiral veins, and finally broke through the void and boarded the sky."

"Oh?" Ning Wufeng raised a brow, revealing his intentions, and Lou Yuan was even more proud, watching Ning Wufeng step by step along the road he paved.

"Dare to ask the master what method?"

Lou Yuan sighed softly and said, "The spirit temple has a long history and happens to have this person's cultivating spiritual skills, but it is difficult for someone to reach that level. But if Lou becomes Elder Purple, There may be hope. "

He looked at Ning Wufeng from time to time, observing Ning Wufeng's look. Seeing Ning Wufeng's face also showed regret, Lou Yuan was even happier.

"If the son of Ning can enter the cultivation path, he will be able to improve along with the spirit formation, and it will not be impossible to become famous in the nine countries."

"Just ... hey." He sighed pretending to be sorry.

"I don't know if the Master of Sanpinling Formation can become the elder in purple in your hall?" Ning Wufeng said in a deep voice.

"According to the rules of this temple, of course the spirit array master in this temple can of course, but the external spirit array master needs the ability of knowing the realm." Lou Yuan showed a little regret, "otherwise, the son of Ning can ..."

Ning Wufeng touched his chin, nodded, and smiled: "Then I can help the master to become the master of Sanpin Spirit Formation."

"That's the truth!" Lou Yuan's face suddenly exulted.

Ning Wufeng nodded.

"Lou someone promised to help Ning Gongzi get the way to break the pulse after becoming a master of Sanpinling Formation." Lou Yuan patted his chest and promised.

Ning Wufeng shook his head gently and said, "It's not a rush. I do need something from the master right now."

"Oh?" Lou Yuan looked puzzled.

"I need the Spirit Temple to terminate the cooperation with the Wu family. I don't know if the master can become a master of Sanpin Spirit Formation," Ning Wufeng said lightly.

"What?" Lou Yuan's face changed greatly, his eyes turned, and he smiled: "Of course."

Ning Wufeng scattered a few spirit stones on the ground and became a spiritual array, saying: "This is a contract spiritual array. If the master agrees, he can sign it. If he repents, then the demon will come, and he will die. ! "

Lou Yuan's eyelids jumped, just trying to fool Ning Wufeng and let himself step into the Sanpin Spirit Formation Master, but now he has actually entered the Contract Spirit Formation.

Immediately, his face changed, and he sneered, "Well, son Ning, don't toast and stop eating and drinking."

The sound of hunting around and the sound of breaking air was loud.