The Ninth Rebirth Demon King

Qiu Tan looked at his father. It was as if this was his first time meeting his father.

Before coming to see his father, he actually wanted to ask his father who the enemy might be in Qiu Family.

Unexpectedly, his father told him to stay as far away from Sixth Uncle as possible from Seventh Uncle.

Qiu Zhongwen saw the surprise on Qiu Tan's face, and laughed: "But you don't have to worry too much. Whether it's your Sixth Uncle or your Seventh Uncle, they won't place much hope on you. Whatever they tell you to do, you do. You just don't have to do anything superfluous. "

"Father, I understand." Qiu Tan nodded and agreed.

"Go back." Qiu Zhongwen said.

"Yes."

Qiu Tan left and returned to his residence.

His father's words made him understand many things, but it also made him a little confused.

Sixth Uncle Qiu Zhongxun, Seventh Uncle Qiu Zhongyi, were all the pride of Qiu Family. He had always felt that he had the responsibility of reviving the Qiu Family, so should he learn from the Sixth Uncle and Seventh Uncle?

At this moment, he was even slightly regretful.

If he was not angry that Qiu Xian had lost face for the Qiu Family, he would not have allowed Qiu Xian to fight with him.

Deep in the night, Feng Ting was enjoying the warmth of the spirit spring, when he suddenly felt that someone was in the courtyard.

He kept the spring cauldron and gently pushed the inner door open.

A frail and weak Black-clothed Man was already standing at the door, he did not wait for Feng Ting to speak, and directly entered the room.

The person who came was naturally Xiao Ning. He took in a large amount of Feng Ting's spacious room and said coldly: "You sure know how to enjoy yourself."

"After you break through, you wield your sword to kill people. You must be enjoying that moment, right? " Feng Ting also laughed.

"Aren't you afraid that Qiu Xian will harass Xin Han the most? In the future, he will never appear again. Xiao Ning said as he sat down.

Feng Ting laughed: "You reminded me before that there are a lot of experts in Heavenly Book City, and told me to not cause trouble, but you immediately killed a young master of Qiu Family."

"Nonsense, young master is a lecherous pervert." Xiao Ning said in disdain.

"Fine, so be it. He will die eventually."

Feng Ting could only express his feelings, after all, Xiao Ning was offering the sword for him.

Xiao Ning looked at Feng Ting, and paused for a bit before saying: "I saw Lord Broken Hand going to the Qiu Family."

"He has contact with the Qiu Family." Feng Ting didn't expect this at all.

"This Lord Broken Hand is getting more and more annoying." Xiao Ning said.

"Are you regretting that you did not kill him before this?" Feng Ting asked.

Xiao Ning did not admit nor deny it. After a moment of silence, he said: "This treacherous fellow must die."

"Do you have a way?" Feng Ting felt that Xiao Ning had some hidden meaning.

"His target is you. I want you to be the bait." Xiao Ning said.

Feng Ting shook his head slightly, "Before he is certain that the Uncle Lan is by my side, even if he sent me to him, he would not kill me."

"Then what should we do?" Xiao Ning asked.

Feng Ting laughed: "Let him prove that the Uncle Lan is not by my side, then he will naturally make his move against me."

"How does he prove it?" Xiao Ning asked.

"He lured Qian Daoshen over to kill me, and now he's even looking for Qiu Family. He's probably instigating him to deal with me, and these are probably all to test whether or not Uncle Lan is by my side." Feng Ting replied.

"Doesn't that mean that only if you die, can you prove that the Uncle Lan is not by your side?" Xiao Ning asked.

Feng Ting also laughed helplessly: "That's about right, after I die, he will kill everyone who is related to me, to vent the hatred in his heart."

Hearing that, Xiao Ning frowned: "It looks like, if you die, your family, parents, friends, will all be in trouble."

"Yes, so if I really die, help me take care of them and kill this Lord Broken Hand." Feng Ting laughed.

Xiao Ning didn't feel that Feng Ting's joke was funny in the slightest. He coldly looked at Feng Ting: "Will you die?"

"For the time being …" "He won't die yet." Feng Ting replied.

"Does that mean you are going to continue wasting time with the Lord Broken Hand?" Xiao Ning said.

"If you can kill him, of course you can." Feng Ting said as he looked at Xiao Ning's dark face.

Xiao Ning frowned, "This guy is becoming more and more strange and cautious."

"I think he knows about you." Feng Ting said.

"Impossible." Xiao Ning immediately rejected Feng Ting's conjecture.

"Since you said it's impossible, then it's impossible." Feng Ting did not continue to defend himself.

Xiao Ning got up and said: "I'm leaving."

"I'll send you off." Feng Ting also stood up.

As the two of them walked out of the door, Xiao Ning glanced at Feng Ting, then disappeared into the night with a movement of his body.

Feng Ting stood at the doorway and tried his best to feel it, but he could no longer find Xiao Ning's aura.

He couldn't help but admire this cold fellow. He was truly too strong.

With his current speed and invisibility, perhaps even Spirit Cultivator of the Purple Mansion Realm would not be able to detect his existence.

Before he, Xiao Ning, had broken through, compared to now, he was clearly much stronger.

This was already completely beyond what could be brought about from the dissolving blade to the Nether Cave Primary Grade, what kind of technique did he cultivate!

If not for the fact that he had already treated Xiao Ning as a friend and that he had found a way to control the stink fire, he might have thought of ways to give Xiao Ning some medicine and then research everything about him.

He stood outside the door and looked at the night sky for a while before returning to his room and continuing his practice.

In these few days, the thunderbolt fire seed seemed to be a little restless. It needed to quickly level up to the Fighting King in order to increase the number of control power s in order to be safer.

At the same time, he had to find two more demonic beast core to refine stronger ones.

In addition to raising his base level, he also needed to make the mutated white elephant stronger as soon as possible.

Furthermore, there was also the medicinal cattle that had not been able to evolve successfully, so they could not continue to wait for it to transform naturally. They had to give it a few Violent Dan to eat.

Suddenly, Feng Ting felt his Dantian trembling, as a powerful force of heat burst out.

It was the thunderbolt fire seed that made a move!

Feng Ting did not dare to be negligent, he immediately channeled his spirit energy and worked hard to suppress them.

"Whoosh."

The thunderbolt fire seed released heat again, it was a tearing force, strong and brutal, as though it wanted to expand his dantian.

Feng Ting shut his eyes tightly, holding his breath, he activated all the Spirit Qi in his body and rushed into his Dantian, suppressing the thunderbolt fire seed, taking away the vigorous heat, dispersing it into his meridians, and releasing it outside his body.

In a moment, the temperature of the room rose like a huge steamer.

Feng Ting was already sweating like it was raining, the heat on top of his head was rising, and his face was filled with determination and pain.

Then, his skin turned red, as if it was on fire.

The thunderbolt fire seed was still releasing heat. This was definitely the sign of igniting itself.

Feng Ting continued to circulate spirit energy. As he suppressed them, he continued to circulate the spirit energy in his Dantian, meridians, skin, and then in his meridians.

Taking away the heat released by the thunderbolt fire seed, I tried my best to lower the temperature in my Dantian and suppress the thunderbolt fire seed, so that it would be quiet.

He had released too much heat, and the room was already as hot as a barbecue.

"Whoosh."

Feng Ting's clothes were charred and burnt to ashes. Then, he immediately put them out and quickly took off all his clothes.

At this moment, it was as if he'd been thrown into a furnace to burn. If it was another person, even if he didn't die, he would have cried out in joy.

However, he clenched his teeth and persevered on.

To him, this was a process of life and death. If he could not suppress the thunderbolt fire seed and let it ignite by itself, then he would never be able to change his fate of being burned to death by the fire in this lifetime.

Although the process of suppressing the fire was extremely painful, but compared to the process of being burned to death, it was nothing.

Feng Ting felt that what he was exhaling right now was not Qi, but flames.

Time flowed, life and death struggle.

Finally, the thunderbolt fire seed calmed down, its counterattack was suppressed.

Feng Ting powerlessly sat on the ground. He felt that if it wasn't for his reincarnation, he wouldn't have had the will to persevere to this point.

"Hu!"

After exhaling a long breath that was like fire, he took out a Heaven Stealing Pill and placed it in his mouth.

This Heaven Stealing Pill was able to steal Tian's power, but after Feng Ting ate it, he only recovered a little bit of his energy. One could imagine how much energy and physical strength he had expended at that moment.

Fortunately, this room was large enough and spacious enough. Otherwise, he might have already ignited it.

Feng Ting stood up and opened the two windows in front and behind, allowing the hot air to pass through.

Then he took out the spring cauldron and had it release spiritual energy that was like a spring. It would warm his body and also warm the room.

Feng Ting's face finally revealed a smile that said he had survived a disaster.

This thunderbolt fire seed could give him that one time at any time, and the method was different each time.

There was no time to delay in raising his cultivation level.

After about an hour, the room's temperature had finally dropped.

Feng Ting had also recovered most of his physical strength, so he found a clean set of clothes to wear.

Then, he took out a medicinal cattle. He had already smelted three blossoming monkshood into the blood of the medicinal cattle.

However, for some reason, this little guy was still a meter tall and a meter and a half long. It was glossy and shiny, without any signs of turning into a qilin.

Although there was a small white elephant that could release blood, there were more and more pure marrow blood s to refine the body. A small white elephant was not enough.

The madness of the thunderbolt fire seed made him need this mutated qilin even more.

A small white elephant and a small qilin would be able to hold on for a long time.

Furthermore, according to the records of the Heaven Arts of Martial Cultivation, the process of body tempering with Sentencing Lord boundary was best done with Demonic Beast's marrow and blood.

Feng Ting then smelted a blossoming herb of the opposite sex into the blood of this medicinal cattle, and gently stroked this medicinal cattle as he muttered to himself: "Don't disappoint me!"

"Moo …"

The little guy opened his mouth and spoke as if he was responding to Feng Ting.

"Don't scream." Feng Ting pinched the medicinal cattle's mouth, preventing it from screaming.

After a short while, someone spoke out from outside the door: "Junior Brother, I seem to have heard the medicinal cattle's call."

"Senior Sister Hua, you must have heard wrongly. It's the big cyan horse." Feng Ting said towards outside.

"Is that so?"

"Yes, Senior Sister Hua, go to sleep."

"Alright, Junior Brother, you should rest early as well."

"Alright."