The Ninth Rebirth Demon King

Feng Ting flew down the big tree, and his skinny figure flew over like the wind.

"Junior Brother, I introduced the spiritual qi into the Spiritual Sea!"

Surprise was written all over Ding Chundong's face.

"Senior Brother Ding, congratulations."

"Junior Brother, thank you for your nurturing spirit pill."

Seeing that Junior Brother's expression did not change, he could only secretly express his admiration.

Junior Brother's mental strength was a hundred times stronger than his own.

"The nurturing spirit pill is just an auxiliary, and the main thing is the result of your own bitter cultivation."

Feng Ting praised.

He was still very happy in his heart. After all, this was the first Spirit Cultivator he had cultivated for the Beiwu Hall, and this also meant that the quality of the nurturing spirit pill he had refined with his stink fire was shocking.

Right now, he was looking for a fellow disciple brother with a lower talent than Ding Chundong to try out the medicinal effect. If there were no accidents, he could be at ease and boldly let his senior brothers consume it.

"Junior Brother, do you want to tell Master?"

Ding Chundong thought that once he was promoted to Spirit Cultivator, and his master found out, he might be able to let him leave the porcine bovine forest.

"Father is in closed-door training. Let's wait for father to come out."

After Ding Chundong heard this, he nodded his head awkwardly: "Yes yes, master is still in closed door cultivation."

At this time, Feng Ting said, "Tomorrow, find Senior Brother Li Yuan and bring him here."

"Alright."

Although Ding Chundong did not know what Feng Ting was going to do, but he was obedient to this Junior Brother.

"It's getting late, let's go back and sleep." Feng Ting said.

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

Ding Chundong glanced at Feng Ting, and excitedly turned and walked out of the forest.

In the morning, Ding Chundong went to find Senior Brother Li Yuan.

On the way here, Li Yuan thought that Feng Ting had changed his mind and wanted him to help him with some things so that he could return to the Beiwu Hall.

Actually, Feng Yiting had told them before that as long as Feng Ting admitted his wrongs, they could immediately return to Beiwu Hall.

Walking into the small courtyard, Li Yuan saw Feng Ting calmly sitting on a chair.

He didn't know why, but every time he saw his Junior Brother, he felt that it was a little different than before.

Although Ding Chundong had already channeled spiritual energy into the Spiritual Sea, he was still very respectful towards his fellow Senior Brothers.

"Yes." Li Yuan sat down, looked at Feng Ting and asked: "Junior Brother, what do you need me for?"

"Senior brother has taken good care of me, I have a gift for you."

Feng Ting said as he took out a pill and placed it on the table.

"Spirit Pill!"

Seeing the spiritual energy surrounding the pill, Li Yuan knew that it was a Spirit Pill.

He looked at Feng Ting in shock: "Junior Brother, where did this Spirit Pill come from?"

"I made it."

"Junior Brother, stop joking with me."

Li Yuan felt that something was amiss. He didn't know what level this junior brother was in the past, he wouldn't believe it even if he was told that he knew how to concoct pills.

He said with a heavy tone: "Junior Brother, in the entire Night Sea Sect, there aren't many people who are capable of refining Spirit Pill. In the Beiwu Hall, other than Master, no one else would be able to refine a Spirit Pill! "

Of course, Feng Ting could guess that Li Yuan definitely thought that he had stolen his father's Spirit Pill.

"Is this a nurturing spirit pill?"

Hearing that, Li Yuan's mouth could not even close, he was shocked and afraid.

If Junior Brother stole his master's pill, that would be a family matter.

But if he were to steal the nurturing spirit pill from the Grimoire Pavilion, that would cost him his life.

Ding Chundong stood at the side and could not help but grin.

The reaction of the Senior Martial Brother Li was even greater than his own at the start, but right now, he had already eaten three nurturing spirit pill s. He had been worrying that the nurturing spirit pill really came from the Grimoire Pavilion.

"This is not Grimoire Pavilion's nurturing spirit pill." Feng Ting said.

Li Yuan could not sit still any longer. He stood up and stared at Feng Ting: "Junior Brother, other than Grimoire Pavilion, where else are there nurturing spirit pill?"

This Senior Brother Li Yuan is really long-winded.

Feng Ting did not want to argue with him, so his expression turned cold: "Senior Brother, let me ask you, Junior Brother wants to give this pellet to you, do you want it or not?"

"Junior Brother, I don't dare to take it."

Of course Li Yuan wanted it, but he told himself that stealing the nurturing spirit pill s from the Grimoire Pavilion was a capital offense.

Feng Ting looked at Li Yuan with a profound look. "I forgot to tell you, Senior Brother Ding has already channeled spiritual energy into the Spiritual Sea."

"Junior Brother Ding became a Spirit Cultivator? Junior Brother, your joke is a little too big. "

Li Yuan did not believe that Ding Chundong, who raised pigs and roasted cattle all day, would suddenly become a Spirit Cultivator.

Feng Ting sighed, he felt that it was time to teach this Senior Martial Brother Li a lesson.

He looked at Ding Chundong and said: "Senior Brother Ding, spar with Senior Brother Li Yuan."

"Junior Brother, that's not good, right?"

Ding Chundong was in a bit of a difficult position.

"There's nothing bad about it. Let's do it."

Feng Ting frowned, his face revealing an unhappy expression.

Ding Chundong looked at Li Yuan helplessly, and said: "Senior Brother Li Yuan, why don't we spar?"

Li Yuan looked at Ding Chundong, then looked at Feng Ting.

He didn't understand what these two were trying to do!

Feng Ting did not want to waste his time, he ordered Ding Chundong: "Senior Brother Ding, beat him up!"

"Junior Brother, this, this is not good, right?"

Ding Chundong was still wearing the body of a criminal, for the past two years he had been extremely careful in everything he did, how would he dare to beat up his senior brother Li Yuan?

Seeing Ding Chundong hesitate, Feng Ting suddenly laughed sinisterly: "Senior Brother Ding, if you don't listen, I will tell Grimoire Pavilion, you stole the nurturing spirit pill."

"Junior Brother... "You!"

"Beat him up." Feng Ting pointed to Li Yuan.

"Alright …" Ding Chundong knew that Junior Brother was courting death, so he could only bite the bullet and cupped his fists towards Li Yuan: "Senior Martial Brother Li, sorry for the offense."

"Ding Chundong, you dare …"

"Phew …"

Knowing that he would not be able to escape this crisis, Ding Chundong didn't care anymore as he punched towards Li Yuan.