Bad Boy Cultivation in Another World: The Merry Immortal

Ye Ning said: "They dare! I will risk my life for it, and kill the enemy with blood, without any complaints, even if I ask them to take out some refining materials, how can there be such a reason at this time?!"

Chu Fentian was still hesitating, and Immortal Yu Luo said: "Sect Master Ye's words are deeply in my heart. When you issue this order, you can add the name of this immortal. If someone dares to disobey, let him ask me!"

Immortal Yuluo has always been gentle, but this time he said it firmly.

"Yes." Chu Fentian said: "This subordinate will go all out and will definitely get the materials together within the specified time."

Ye Ning nodded, and said: "That's great. I hope they are more sensible, otherwise, it wouldn't be too difficult for Ye Mou to move overseas. Hehe, Ye Mou wants to see if some materials are important, or they Your wealth and life are more important.”

Although Chu Fentian has followed Ye Ning for a short time, he knows that under his gentle and elegant appearance, there is a heart of killing and resoluteness hidden deep inside!Ye Ning is not a hero, and he doesn't want to be a savior, he just wants to find a safe place in the troubled times.that is it.What Chu Fentian understood better was that with the comprehensive strength of the Disillusionment Sect, once it moved out of the inland area, although there was a certain gap with the top overseas sects such as Moon Lake Zhongdao, Sun Moon Star Three Islands, and Bu Tian Sect, However, it is enough to gain a firm foothold overseas, and even squeeze into the ranks of the top ten sects within a hundred years.

In fact, Chu Fentian has long been tired of staying in the interior, and he wished Ye Ning would go overseas so that he could "return to his hometown with honor".

"The subordinates will definitely persuade them." As for how to persuade, Chu Fentian did not elaborate.

Ye Ning continued: "How many people did the refiner summon?"

Chu Fentian blushed, and said: "130 six people, most of them are spiritual masters, sage monks, let alone refining tools, I am afraid that it will be difficult to purify high-grade materials!"

After hearing this, Ye Ning laughed angrily, and said, "Hahaha! People's hearts are not ancient! Do you really think that dealing with the Nightmare Clan is just a matter of the Disillusionment Sect?! Ye heard that Yu Guoqi Dao Sect is very good at refining weapons. There are more than [-] monks in Zongzu who are worthy of this important task. Didn’t they show up? Could it be that the monks of Qi Dao Zong who are good at refining weapons also followed the Guardian of the Darkness to exterminate the Nightmare Clan?”

"This..." Chu Fentian hesitated for a moment, and said: "Huang Xuanzi, the suzerain of the Qi Dao Sect, said that they had handed over spirit stones to live in Huancheng temporarily, so there is no reason to obey my sect's order. Suzerain, this person is one of the few inland One of the most master craftsmen, he has always been arrogant and domineering, with a bad attitude."

"Hmph!" Ye Ning sneered, and the long case in front of him was instantly crushed and turned into powder!With a flash of his figure, he appeared in mid-air on the top of the Mirage Mountain, and said loudly: "This saint is Ye Ning, the suzerain of the Disillusionment Sect. I have a few words to tell everyone!"

Although his voice was not high, it clearly reached the ears of every monk in the fantasy city.

In today's fantasy city, except for a small number of high-level monks left behind by various factions, the others are all fighting, and the rest are some spiritual masters and sages, about 50.Don't underestimate these 50 monks. The low-level monks who survived the disaster of the Nightmare are all amazingly talented. They are carefully protected by various sects, and they are often responsible for revitalizing the sect responsibility.

At this moment, they looked at the aloof Ye Ning, and they felt countless feelings in their hearts, both respect and envy.

Ye Ning looked around, his eyes seemed to fall on every monk.