Chapter 84 Death?
"Okay, you two come with me, but make a deal first and don't make any fatal blows."
Ning Bei called the two of them and walked towards Qibao Forest, while giving instructions The two of them are not allowed to have a real fight.
Er Ming hammered his chest.
“Don’t worry, brother Ningbei, I will definitely give this stupid bear some water.”
Abao glared at Er Ming angrily, and then looked at Ning Bei.
"Don't worry, brother, I don't even need to use my claws to hit him, the bear's paw can handle it."
"What did you say?"
"How about you talking about your talent? "
Seeing that the two were about to butt heads again, Ning Bei quickly pulled the two away. He didn't know whether it was right or wrong to give these two people the Transformation Pill. He could only talk and use it to argue.
The three of them walked to the gate of the sect and happened to bump into Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu who had returned from an outing.
The two little girls also held various snacks in their hands. They were very happy to eat and drink.
At this time, the two little girls also discovered the three people in Ningbei.
"Brother, Er Ming and A Bao, why are you going?"
"Yes, yes, if you have something fun to do, why don't you take your little dance sister with you?"
Ning Bei glanced at the two little girls.
"Have you practiced today? Do you just want to play?"
Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong's faces suddenly fell. Cultivation is the most boring thing.
“Oh, we will practice hard when we go back tonight. Brother, tell me quickly, what are you going to do?”
Seeing that Ningbei didn’t plan to take them with him, Rongrong immediately showed his strength. He used his coquettish skills to pull his sleeves and swing them around.
A hint of helplessness flashed across Ning Bei's face, and he pointed at the two strong men beside him.
"These two guys are going to have a fight. Let's see who has a stronger fist or a sharper claw."
After hearing this, Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong suddenly became interested.
“Okay, okay, I’m going to watch such an interesting duel, Abao must be stronger.”
After hearing Ning Rongrong’s words, Abao thought that he is worthy of me. Zai, who carried his back from small to large, grinned proudly at Er Ming.
Er Ming was so angry that he trembled.
At this time, Xiao Wu on the other side was unhappy. My younger brother is the strongest.
“Nonsense, Er Ming will not lose to A Bao. He can break a mountain with one punch.”
“A Bao is amazing!”
“Er Ming Ming is stronger!”
The two besties immediately began to argue, and even started to pull each other's cheeks.
Ning Bei sighed and stepped forward to pull their heads apart.
"What the hell are you two doing here? You'll find out if you go and see it."
"Huh, even if you don't have to watch it, Abao is more powerful."
"Nonsense .Oh!”
Before Xiao Wu could answer, Ning Bei gave him an iron fist of love.
"If you keep arguing, just go home and practice. I will watch the battle alone."
After that, he took Er Ming and Abao and walked directly to Qibao Forest.
The two women covered their heads and stuck out their tongues at Ning Bei's back, and immediately stepped up to follow him.
When they arrived at the forest, the group of people prepared to go deeper. After all, the noise of the battle between these two guys could not be small.
Passing by the outskirts of the forest, a figure training caught Ningbei's attention.
A black-haired boy was waving a sickle at the giant tree in front of him.
This boy Ning Bei has the impression that he was among the first batch of children to take the foundation-building spirit fluid, the one who awakened the sickle spirit and had a soul power of level 5.
“Not bad, pretty hardworking.”
Ning Bei praised him as he walked to his side.
Ah-Dai, who was training, looked back at Ningbei and was stunned for a moment. "Second Young Master, and eldest lady, hello."
Ning Bei nodded to him.
"Your name is Ah-Dai, right? How is your soul power training going?"
A hint of shame appeared on Ah-Dai's honest face.
"Master, my soul power has reached level 32 now, and I just obtained the third soul ring not long ago."
Oh? Pretty good! You must know that the opponent's innate soul power is only level 5.
"Yes, you have the intention to practice, but it seems that training like this will not help you much."
Ah-Dai scratched his head.
"Master, I know, but my talent is not as good as A Zhu and Nian Bing, so I can only make up for my weakness through hard work. And recently, I feel that my sickle is moving a little bit, so I want to use training to see what's going on. Something happened.”
After hearing what he said, Ning Bei was stunned for a moment. Isn't it just an ordinary sickle? Then he looked at the martial spirit in the opponent's hand that had not yet been withdrawn.
I saw only a trace of dark golden lines all over the blade of the sickle when I woke up.
Hiss! Ning Bei took a breath of cold air in her heart. Your name and martial spirit are a bit too old.
After thinking about it for a while, Ning Bei decided to test his idea.
"Dumb, come here, I have a soul skill that I want you to try."
Without hesitation, Ah-Dai put away his martial spirit and came directly to him. He was just an orphan from the villages around Qibao City. Without the help of Qibao Glazed Sect, he should be helping the villagers cut wheat in the fields, so for Ningbei and him Both respect and trust.
Seeing him coming to his side, Ning Bei pressed his forehead with one hand, and a milky white halo spread instantly. It was Ning Bei's soul bone skill and blood purification.
I saw Ah-Dai's body began to tremble under the light, and the martial spirit he had just put away reappeared in his hand uncontrollably.
A terrifying power came from the scythe, and dark golden lines gradually spread to the entire scythe.
“Ah!”
Ning Bei took back his hand and frowned when he looked at Dui who couldn't help crying out in pain. There was indeed something fishy about the opponent's martial spirit, but it shouldn't be so painful to purify the blood. This was to help Ning Fan and the Man-Faced Demon. A scene that had never appeared before when the spider purified his bloodline.
Ning Rongrong on the side was afraid of coming to Ning Bei.
"Brother, doesn't your white light only improve your cultivation and martial soul quality? What's going on?"
Ning Bei shook his head and said that he was not very clear either. I can only continue to look at it.
After a while, the pain in Ah-Dai subsided and he looked at Ningbei doubtfully.
"Master, what's going on?"
"Look at your martial spirit, and then feel the difference."
Hearing this, Dui immediately turned his eyes to his hands. Martial spirit.
"This."
Wuxun's appearance changed drastically, which made him a little overwhelmed. Then he closed his eyes and felt his physical condition, and then looked towards him with a face full of joy. Ningbei.
"Master, my martial soul seems to have evolved, and my soul power has also been increased by 5 levels. I am now a level 37 soul master."
Ning Rongrong next to him immediately looked pitifully after hearing this. Ning Bei twisted her sleeve with his right hand.
“Brother, I want it too!”
Xiao Wu also came to Ning Bei at this time.
“And I, Xiao Wu, also want to improve my soul power level without practicing.”
Ning Bei immediately looked at the two of them with an unkind expression, made his right hand into a fist, put it to his mouth and let out a sigh.
When Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu saw this, they immediately took a few steps back.
"Brother, I don't want it anymore. I'd better wait for Qiluo Tulip. It's good to practice on my own now."
"Yes, Xiao Wu, I don't want it anymore."
Ning Bei nodded with satisfaction, turned to look at Ah-Dai, and patted him on the shoulder.
"Now that your potential has improved, keep working hard. I will say hello to your father later and ask him to increase your cultivation resources."
Ah-Dai was overjoyed when he heard this and nodded respectfully.
"I understand, Master, thank you very much."
(End of this chapter)