I'm a cannon fodder, and it makes sense to know XNUMX million points of skills, right?

Chapter 42 Successfully aroused her interest

When it comes to collecting resources, Wen Ningqian is as calm as picking up a few branches from the roadside.

"I got back the resources that the Cen Zhong family put in the clan area, as well as the store resources they had in various cities in the east."

"Master is mighty! He is so domineering and bold every time he 'succeeds', who in the world can compete with him!" Zhong Lingge was filled with admiration. She wanted to emulate her master and be an aspiring person who could get as much as she could with ease!

Wen Ningqian smiled and nodded. He was so grateful for his young disciple's praise that he no longer pretended to be humble.

"No, I am just an ordinary member among thousands of monks. The future of the Immortal Realm depends on you."

"If I am so powerful in the future, I will have to fly sideways every day!"

Zhong Lingge no longer wants to know what being low-key is. Once a person tries to be arrogant, he can never go back to being cautious. He can only be arrogant and happy all the time.

Wen Ningqian felt very happy when he saw the changes in his little apprentice.

When they first met, Ling Ge was trembling with fear all the way. Although he was well disguised, there was still worry in his eyes from time to time.In just a few months, Ling Ge broke through the miasma of worry and fear, gradually found herself, and explored her own path.

Whenever he sees the growth and changes of his disciples, he will feel happy and enlightened.He has long been at the pinnacle of the lower realm, but it is inevitable that he will fall into the miasma.

At first, due to the complicated relationship between his family, he planned to gradually disintegrate these families who practiced evil arts. In fact, waiting for the opportunity calmly is another kind of cruelty.

If he could afford to wait, how could those casual cultivators afford to wait?How can we afford to wait for the harsh environment in the Lower Domain?
Wen Ningqian eliminated two cancerous tumors, and his state of mind began to return to clarity.Patience and dormancy will not buy you any breathing space for survival. Waiting in the evil soil will never wait for the day when it will blossom and bear fruit.

Zhong Lingge was immersed in the demise of Zhong Cen's family, and the more he thought about it, the happier he felt.

"Master, the descendants of these two families died in the secret realm, and the evil they did has been brought to the surface, and they can't hide it even if they want to. Does this count as openly acting for heaven? Should the big clans in the east make it public? Thank us? We can't do good deeds without leaving our names behind!"

"It should."

Wen Ningqian's smile was indifferent and his eyes were as clear as a child's, like an innocent boy who had nothing to do with the world.

"If they refuse to give it, I will wait until they give it. I will first summon them and curse them a few words to relieve their grievances from the past few days!"

Fifteen communication talismans suddenly appeared and flashed in front of Wen Ningqian. I don't know what he wrote eloquently. When he passed them out, there was a look of joyful satisfaction on his face.

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Xuanyuan Sect, Hidden Peak.

The middle-aged woman sitting in front of the Qiankun chessboard frowned, moved her right hand forward, and retrieved the communication talisman flying from a distance.

When he opened it, he saw that the spiritual energy in the initial stage of divine transformation, which had been converged to the extreme, was fluctuating, and his anger was uncontrollable.

The old and immortal Wen Ningqian is summoned and cursed again!
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Jiuxiao Sword Sect has no sword edge.

Standing on the treetop, the old man in the early stages of becoming a god looked up at the sky, and occasionally used his spiritual consciousness to move the clouds and mist, and the drifting trajectory was full of swords.

"here we go again."

The old man's consciousness wrapped around a communication talisman with a familiar smell. He regretted that he should not have left the communication talisman for Wen Ningqian in the first place. Every one or two years, he would receive explicit and implicit ridicule, which really affected his mood.

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The supreme elders of the seven major sects and eight major families all had a moment of mental collapse after receiving the messenger talisman, and with tacit understanding, they formed a spiritual thought and came to Xuanyuan Hidden Peak.

Supreme Elder Xuanyuan quietly opened the formation, and his ears were filled with the uncontrollable roars of the true kings of each clan.

"When will the years of ridicule and abuse come to an end? Does Wen Ningqian really think that we are idiots who dare not touch us despite his insults?!" "It's so outrageous! He insulted the founder of our sect again and again. He is a digger." The demon rat who started out as a miner! If I hadn't been able to defeat him, I would have gone up to his mountain and killed him thousands of times, even with the soul whip attached to him, I couldn't relieve my hatred!"

"In the past few hundred years, Wen Ningqian has not been able to continue the Jidao Sect's orthodoxy. How can he have the nerve to curse our clan with 'short life and poor luck' sooner or later?!"

"It's strange to say that his few curse words can only affect our mood, and we can recover after a few days of meditation. What good does it do to him? He has never made any unreasonable demands in so many years. Come to think of it, he is still timid and has some problems. No scruples. I don’t think we need to worry about him too much.”

Jing Chong felt a headache after hearing this.

It’s not that their mental state of mind is not well cultivated, it’s that they are scolded to the point of pain every time, and it’s really hard to stay calm.The only good thing is that Wen Ningqian has really not been involved in worldly affairs for hundreds of years, and has no other actions except calling people and scolding them.

"Fellow Taoists, we are jealous of his strength, and he is also jealous of our alliance. If he is just summoned to vent a few words, we will stick to the old rules, put this matter aside and let him go."

As soon as Jing Chong finished speaking, fifteen communication talismans flashed out of thin air, containing Wen Ningqian's aura that made them furious.

The contents of the fifteen communication talismans were the same, which made her frown, and the fourteen True Lord's divine thoughts almost disappeared on the spot.

[I care about the world, sympathize with the world, and cannot see the evil cultivators wreaking havoc, so I will personally kill the Cen family, the largest evil cultivator family in the east, and their lackeys, the Zhong family.I hope you and others will carry forward the concept of slaying evil and eliminating evil in the realm of immortality, and carry forward the spirit of Ji Dao Sect.In addition, Jidao Sect has successfully eliminated evil and needs to be rewarded with 660 high-grade spiritual stones. Please choose a day to deliver it to the gate of the mountain. There is no need to come to visit! 】

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Zhong Lingge waved his hand and watched the fourth senior brother fly into the depths of the back mountain. His back looked anxious.

The Ancient Sword Tomb in the Linglu Secret Realm is a holy place for sword cultivators to practice. Even if there is not even a single usable sword found inside, it will still attract a large number of sword cultivators every time it is opened.

Such a big thing, the master took it away right away, and sealed it in the back mountain without making a sound.Even if Zhong Lingge didn't know much about high-level realms, he knew that his master could never be at the Nascent Soul stage.

It turns out to be the True Lord Transforming God.

When Zhong Lingge returned to Baiyu Bamboo Garden, he was still thinking about how his master had quietly passed through the lightning catastrophe of transformation into a god. He could keep a low profile for other things, but he could not keep a low profile during the thunder tribulation.

She looked up into the sky, where a full moon hung high, like an everlasting eye, always bright no matter how many years passed.

An idea flashed in Zhong Lingge's mind. The master's lightning disaster of transforming into a god might not have been hidden from everyone, but it had been too long and no one knew about it!

The lifespan of the human race's transformed god is a thousand years, and the Nascent Soul is five hundred. The sixteen human true kings in the lower domain are all around five hundred years old. The Nascent Soul, which has lived the longest, is also at this age.

If the master's thunder tribulation of divine transformation occurred more than 500 years ago, it would be longer than the age of contemporary human monks.

No wonder he was able to "conveniently" kill two families without leaving the front door. No wonder he was able to steal away three spiritual veins, three mountains and the ancient sword tomb silently. No wonder he often insulted the senior members of the clan without being beaten to death.
Various signs indicate that the master is likely to be at the pinnacle of the lower realm and has completed his divine transformation!

Zhong Lingge was in high spirits and had the urge to go down the mountain to punch evil cultivators, kick evildoers, and bully others across the world.Being impulsive, she decided to meditate for a night and then go down the mountain to the city for a sale during the day.

I sat on the training stone platform and closed my eyes for a long time to calm down, and then my agitated mood calmed down.During this trip, in addition to the experience of ancient cultivation formations and precious treasures, I also gained something from the battles of wits along the way. I was immersed in it, and it was noon the next day before I knew it.

Zhong Lingge opened his eyes, rubbed his sore legs, turned his head and saw a communication talisman stopped outside the formation.

Wrapped in the formation, the auras of Zhong Yayun and Xiehun emitted from the communication talisman, and the two had merged.

Zhong Lingge carefully took an evil pill and poured her spiritual consciousness into it to check. The content was not much, but it successfully aroused her interest.

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