Zhengxian Road

Chapter 44

Hearing someone calling him, Cui Ning turned around slowly, and found a middle-aged monk with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks standing not far behind, greeting him with a smile on his face.

Cui Ning has a strong memory, and immediately recognized that this was the deacon of the foreign affairs hall who had just joined the sect at that time. At that time, he deliberately made things difficult for Cui Ning and other newcomer disciples.

"It turned out to be him?" Cui Ning remained calm, but pretended to be terrified.

"This uncle called my nephew to stop me. I don't know what I need my nephew to do?" Cui Ning asked the monk surnamed Zheng, clasping his hands.

"Oh, you don't even know me?" The monk surnamed Zheng frowned, then rolled his eyes and said:
"I am the deacon of the Foreign Affairs Hall of Huan Island today. You can call me Uncle Zheng. I am here today mainly to make a deal with you, nephew."

Cui Ning was a little puzzled, but he still pretended to be respectful and asked: "Trading? There is nothing on the nephew that can be used to make a deal with the uncle. I'm afraid the uncle is just joking."

"Of course I'm not joking. My nephew must have a chance to get a spirit beast while doing sect missions outside. How about buying this spirit beast from you?" The monk surnamed Zheng stared at Cui Ning and smiled.

"Uncle, how did you know about it?" Cui Ning shuddered in his heart, and said to himself:

"This monk surnamed Zheng should be the person behind the two stalking, but I don't know how he learned that I have a spirit beast."

"How, this nephew? I'm the deacon of the Foreign Affairs Hall. If my nephew needs help in the future, just let me know!" Seeing that Cui Ning was startled, the monk surnamed Zheng continued to ask.

As the deacon of the Palace of Foreign Affairs, he noticed it when Cui Ning came back to exchange for the spirit beast bag, and most disciples probably wouldn't care too much about it.

However, a disciple who is only in the Qi refining period needs a spirit beast bag, which must be used to hold the spirit beast. Besides, this Qi refining disciple is also a member of his old opponent Zhang Miao.

Although he didn't know what kind of spirit beast the other party brought back from the outside, but as the deacon of the Foreign Affairs Hall, he had countless ways to get the other party to present the spirit beast.

And this can make Zhang Miao feel disgusted, as long as this nephew "knowledges" and donates the spirit beast to him for free, no fellow Taoist in the pavilion will say anything more.

"Since my uncle wants it, so what if I give it for free!" Cui Ning said unhurriedly.

The monk surnamed Zheng was secretly happy when he heard this, and he didn't notice the teasing tone of the nephew opposite at the moment when he said this.

"However, why give it to you!" Cui Ning raised his head and looked directly into the eyes of the monk surnamed Zheng, and said word by word.

"What?" The change in Cui Ning's tone almost made the monk surnamed Zheng unresponsive, and immediately became furious again:
"Boy, what are you talking about?"

"I said, why give it to you!" Cui Ning still had a warm smile on his face.

For a while, the entire square of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion was silent. During the Qi refining period, he openly provoked the foundation-building monks.

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An astonishing wave of spiritual power emanated from the monk surnamed Zheng, and he waved one hand.

A saber-shaped magic weapon suddenly appeared beside the monk surnamed Zheng, and it could be seen from the power of the blade that it was a top-level magic weapon of the mysterious rank.

At this moment, the middle-aged Zheng surnamed looked at Cui Ning arrogantly and said: "Since you dare to contradict Master Uncle in public, then I will teach you a lesson for your elders!"

I saw the middle-aged man surnamed Zheng making a formula with both hands, and then the saber-shaped magic weapon glowed red, and then shot straight at Cui Ning's legs.

Judging from the actions of monk surnamed Zheng, his intention was not to kill Cui Ning, but to break his legs.

However, in the world of cultivating immortals, disciples in the Qi refining stage are still unable to heal their wounds by themselves, so it is easy to guess the purpose of the middle-aged Zheng.

Seeing the astonishing saber-like magic weapon in the air, many Qi refining disciples who were still watching at this time gasped.

And at this moment, a wave of spiritual power that was also cultivated in the Foundation Establishment Stage came out from inside the Sutra Pavilion.

An old man in a green robe appeared in the square outside the Buddhist scriptures Pavilion. No one came, but the voice had already passed: "Junior Brother Zheng, be careful, please be merciful!"

The sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked monk heard the sound, and his face was a little disgusted, but he didn't intend to stop the movement of his hands.

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Just when the middle-aged monk surnamed Zheng made a formula to activate the knife-shaped magic weapon, Cui Ning also summoned his own black mountain magic weapon, not only that, but also a transparent protective cover appeared around him.

"Is this the aura shield?" Not only the monk surnamed Zheng in the sky, but even the old man who built the foundation in the scripture pavilion who was about to come to rescue him lost his composure.

And in the square, there are also talented Qi refining disciples with vicious eyes. At this time, someone has already exclaimed: "Isn't this the mid-level magic aura shield, the aura shield that only the foundation-building monks can use?"

How did a disciple in the Qi refining period use the high-level magic aura shield!Soon everyone will have the answer.

I saw the saber-shaped magic weapon rushing fiercely towards Cui Ning's legs, but was blocked by the outer aura shield, and could no longer move forward.

The middle-aged man surnamed Zheng is not stupid. Seeing the aura shield with the logo of the Foundation Establishment cultivator, coupled with the strong defensive power of the shield, he already guessed that the disciple in front of him had successfully advanced and became a Foundation Establishment cultivator like himself.So I'm ready to stop and see how to repair the relationship next.

So he stretched out his hand and recalled his knife-like magic weapon, and then slowly landed on the ground of the square, just as he was about to give some words of explanation.

A black shadow suddenly appeared on his head, it was the black mountain.

Cultivator surnamed Zheng's face changed, and he had nothing to say, and he also used the aura shield to defend.

But Cui Ning didn't just make such a move, and then a weakened fireball of the sun's true flames attacked the middle-aged man on the opposite side.

The monk surnamed Zheng originally thought that he could rely on the aura shield to stop Cui Ning, who had just built the foundation not long ago, but unexpectedly, the moment the black mountain peak collided with the aura shield, it showed signs of being unable to hold on.Coupled with a huge fireball roaring towards him, it scared him.

So he made a tactic with both hands, and a small shield instantly appeared and surrounded him.

"Boom!"

The addition of the fireball directly cracked the aura shield, and then rushed directly to the monk surnamed Zheng who was protected by the shield.

Then everyone in the square saw the figure of the middle-aged monk flying upside down and landed on the square.But the black mountain peak did not fall under the control of Cui Ning's spiritual consciousness.

After half a stick of incense, the middle-aged monk got up tremblingly, and saw that his robe and hair had been scorched, and there was clearly a silver-white gleaming inner armor inside the damaged robe , it seems that it is also a defensive magic weapon.

At this time, several Foundation Establishment cultivators flew from all over Tianhuan Island, including those from the Foreign Affairs Hall and Uncle Zhang Miao from the Raising Beast Workshop, and the leader was an old man from the Law Enforcement Hall.

After many foundation-building monks arrived, they saw the scene of the monk surnamed Zheng being hit by a fireball. However, everyone has lived for hundreds of years. Naturally, they knew that the middle-aged Zheng was fine, so except Except for Zhang Miao's shout of surprise and joy, the rest remained silent.

"What a vicious heart, you actually want to put me to death." The monk surnamed Zheng had a vicious expression on his face, and he had sacrificed a fiery red talisman in his hand.

"No."

"Junior Brother Zheng, don't do anything stupid!"

The people who were still practicing closed-mouth meditation, Zhu Ji, saw the talismans sacrificed by the middle-aged Zheng, and immediately stopped them.

at this time.

"Dangdang"

The bell on Tianhuan Island rang, and when the eighth rang, the expressions of the foundation-building cultivators present changed. The eight rings of the bell meant that something important had happened in the sect, and all the foundation-building cultivators had to gather to go to the main island to discuss matters.

(End of this chapter)