Chapter 1639: Explosion (2/2)

Wu Yin seems to have noticed that after celebrating with his disciples, he went to the small courtyard and looked at Ning Qi’s back. As for the other Buddhist monks who were still celebrating, they saw the two in the yard and they were also interested. I didn't dare to bother, today they are so happy, because from tomorrow, this wilderness mountain is the world of the Sun!

”Yeah, almost.”

Ning Qi nodded with a smile, turned around and looked at Wu Yin seriously: ”I hope to see Wu Xiong next time. If you are in danger, remember, life-saving, don't be as silly as last time. Waiting for the **** demon lord here, Wu Yin, in my memory, was at ease, and ran to the inner domain in order to escape the pursuit of Xuanzhen Dasheng.”

”It's different now...”

Wu Yin’s face showed a bitter smile, and there was a trace of memories in his eyes. “The grass and trees of this ruin party were all planted when I first arrived here. It’s not like the original, free and easy to eat. If you are full of family, you will not be hungry. At most, you will open a few auction houses and earn a little money. Now, my fate has been involved with the Zangyang faction, sent to others, sent to death... people are dead...”

”Hey? People??”

Wu Yin sighed and suddenly found that she had lost the trace of Ning Qi, and her face suddenly seemed difficult to look. After finding out that Ning Qi had left, he turned to go back to his own words and prepared to celebrate with his disciples. a bit.

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Top practice training ground.

Ning Qi first took out the control heart from the porcelain bottle, but because of the power of the fairy spirit, the control heart did not go to Ning Qi's nostrils.

Under the careful observation of Ningqi's naked eyes, the control of the heart is constantly getting bigger and bigger... until Ningqi can see their true form.

”These worms are so small, sometimes used for yin, it is good, but unfortunately the power is not good, but the Tianxin sect is said that this control is the refining of the disciples of the celestial gods. Are the locusts more insidious and unpredictable?”

Ning Qi’s eyes flashed a hint of dignified color. Very early on, when he was still an ordinary disciple of Yunqizong, he had once had a locust. At that time, his uncle, Ning Xuandong, was still a five-poison god. The elders, the flowers innocent in order to kill him, let Ning Xuantong use the five poison gods of the worms to make Ning Qi lose the fighting power, if not Ning Xuandong knows his identity in time, perhaps Ning Qi at that time, Already dead.

This time, although he was not accused of confusing his mind, in fact, he was still in the middle of the move, and his heart was silently rushing into his body from his mouth and nose.

Such a means is enough to cause Ning Qi's attention. He can recruit twice in a row, not to mention other monks. He must think of a way to prevent these mites from entering the body, or at least when the mites are close to the body. There must be an alarm... Ning Qi is afraid that the locusts he will encounter next time will be strong enough not to be afraid of the spirit of the spirits, then he will be recruited again.

”What is the most restrained locust?”

Ning Qi asked about the system.

”Aphids.”

The system seems to be very face-to-face this time, giving the answer the first time.

”Is this a poison attack?”

Ning Qi's brow is slightly wrinkled. He can't accept that he has a bug in his body. He thinks it is disgusting.

”But there is always a way to restrain the locusts.”

Ning Qi smiled and put away his control and took out the joyful konjac that he got from Chen Zhong.

As soon as the joyful konjac appeared, the faint magical power on it led to the fascination of the spirits of Ningqi gradually boiling.