The Ninth Rebirth Demon King

Everyone felt it was a bit strange as they watched the cold figure of the black-clothed disciple disappear into the night.

Ding Chundong asked: "Junior Brother, what disease does this junior brother have?"

"Nothing serious." Feng Ting casually replied.

"Oh."

Ding Chundong did not believe it, but he did not continue asking.

Seeing that Hua Fenfei, Xin Han, and Chu Zhongqiu had not left, Feng Ting said: "Senior Brother Ding, did you give the Senior Sister Hua and the Senior Sister Xin s?"

"Not yet." Ding Chundong frowned in embarrassment.

"Yes." Ding Chundong opened the pill box, took out four nurturing spirit pill, gave Hua Fenfei two, and gave Xin Han two.

When Hua Fenfei and Xin Han received the nurturing spirit pill, they understood that this was for Chu Zhongqiu to see.

They all knew that they could give the pellets to Chu Zhongqiu, but this process would definitely make him very unhappy.

"Hmph."

Chu Zhongqiu lightly snorted, and said: "Senior Sister Hua, Junior Sister Xin, let's go."

Hua Fenfei and Xin Han bid farewell to Feng Ting and the others, and followed Chu Zhongqiu towards the entrance of the small courtyard.

"Senior Sister Hua, Senior Sister Chu, Junior Sister Xin, I'll send you off." Ding Chundong followed the three, sending them out.

Seeing the three of them disappear into the distance, Ding Chundong then returned to the small courtyard.

Feng Ting looked at Ding Chundong, and said seriously: "Senior Brother Ding, I told you before, women are used to conquer, not to fear."

"Junior Brother, I'm not afraid."

"Not fear, but guilt?" Feng Ting asked.

Hearing this, Ding Chundong lowered his head in embarrassment: "Junior Brother, actually, I didn't see anything three years ago."

"Do you want to see it now?" Feng Ting laughed.

"Junior Brother... Don't make fun of me! "

Ding Chundong's face was bitter, but his eyes were smiling.

Feng Ting said angrily: "Senior Brother Ding, if you go on like this, you will never be able to push Senior Sister Chu down."

"Junior Brother... How can you say that... "Awkward!" Ding Chundong lowered his head, wishing that he could hide.

"Haha …"

The other eleven Spirit Cultivator s all laughed loudly.

Feng Ting then inadvertently looked at the surrounding mountains and forests, out of the few dissolving blade Rankers that were spying on him, only one was left.

Suddenly, a tall figure flew out from the dense forest and landed in the small courtyard with lightning speed.

"Master …"

Twelve Spirit Cultivators bowed and paid his respects to Master Feng.

"Yes."

Feng Xing looked at Feng Ting.

"Father, sit down." Feng Ting laughed.

Feng sat down, and Ding Chundong immediately poured tea.

Feng Ting waited for his father to drink some tea and asked calmly: "Father, who did you see?"

Feng Xing became serious, and did not answer Feng Ting's question, but took another sip of tea.

Seeing that his father did not wish to say anything, Feng Ting casually said, "Father, the sect master is here. Hall Master Kou Zhen is here, and Martial Uncle Jiang Bei is also here."

Feng Xing looked at Feng Ting and said, "Yes."

"The Qu brothers no longer think that I have the treasure in my hands, but the elders of the sect seem to have some ideas." Feng Ting casually mentioned.

"Maybe they just wanted to see you." Feng Xing said.

Feng Xing scrunched his eyebrows: "I have no right to accept you as my Left Discipline Hall."

"But father has the power to return to the Left Discipline Hall." Feng Ting looked at his father and said solemnly: "As long as father gives the command, most of Left Discipline Hall's disciples will be able to come to Beiwu Hall."

Feng Xing looked at Feng Ting and went silent for a moment. Then, he asked: "Feng Ting, do you really think I need to do this?"

Feng Ting laughed and said: "Father, if it wasn't for the fact that Grand Elder only recognized power, how would Qian Daoshen dare to covet for the position of sect master? In the Night Sea Sect, from top to bottom, they could only recognize power. If I didn't have the ability, I would have been killed over and over already. "

Feng Xing raised his teacup and took a sip of tea.

Li Yuan said in a low voice: "Master, Junior Brother's words are reasonable. No matter who takes over the Left Discipline Hall, they will definitely be the strongest party. "

Ding Chundong said in an extremely low voice, "Master, since there has to be someone strong, why can't our Beiwu Hall be strong?"

Feng Ting continued to speak, "Father, regardless of whether or not you accept the Left Discipline Hall, our Beiwu Hall has already become stronger. With Qian Daoshen's previous example, the sect master would be extremely afraid of any side being strong. If you want Beiwu Hall to be safe, then you can only be so strong that it would cause everyone to tremble in fear and retreat. "

How could Feng Xing not understand his son's ambition? But if he also had that kind of intention, then he would be no different from a Qian Family!

His gaze slowly moved away from Feng Ting's face and stood up, looking towards the Zhongyu Peak.

Feng Ting also stood up, looking towards the direction of the Zhongyu Peak, he said: "Father, I will no longer allow the Beiwu Hall to fight and not fight like before."

Feng Xing closed his eyes slightly, and said with a heavy tone: "Then let's take it back to the Left Discipline Hall first."

Feng Ting laughed, and so did the Twelve Spirit Cultivators.

On the second day, half of the hundreds of headless Left Discipline Hall's disciples quietly came to the Beiwu Hall, and asked to join the Beiwu Hall.

A hundred years ago, the Grimoire Pavilion was established, and the sect's Spirit Cultivators were required to enter the Grimoire Pavilion to cultivate.

Furthermore, there was another rule: The disciples of the Four Great Temples and even the Changqing Hall s can also naturally move about and choose places they like to cultivate in.

It was just that after so many years, the number of disciples who had been transferred to other halls could be counted on one hand. Furthermore, for the sake of the harmony of the four great halls, the four great hall masters would normally not accept disciples from other halls.

But this morning, the hall master of the Beiwu Hall, Feng Xing, had decisively accepted more than three hundred cultivation disciples from the Left Discipline Hall.

These disciples were just the beginning, when the remaining five hundred or so disciples of Left Discipline Hall saw this scene, they also quickly turned to Beiwu Hall.

In only four hours, the more than eight hundred disciples of the Left Discipline Hall had all become Beiwu Hall's disciples.

What was even more shocking was that, although these disciples were no longer Left Discipline Hall's disciples, they had not left the Left Discipline Hall.

In other words, the Left Discipline Hall was currently being held by the disciples of the Beiwu Hall.

At this time, the Left Discipline Hall was already dead in name.

Changqing Hall did not say anything. Grimoire Pavilion did not say anything either.

Late in the night, Feng Ting came out of the porcine bovine forest and walked into the courtyard.

He saw his father's tall and big figure standing in the small courtyard. The Twelve Spirit Cultivators had two sides, waiting for him.

"Father." Feng Ting went forward and bowed.

"Sit down." Wind and his party sat down first.

Feng Ting sat down, picked up the tea that had been poured, and took a sip.

Feng Xing said: "I didn't think it would be so easy."

Feng Ting laughed: "That's because everyone knows, that right now, my Beiwu Hall is the strongest."

Feng Ting laughed: "Father is the leader of Beiwu Hall."

Feng Xing looked at Feng Ting, and a hint of regret flashed across his eyes when he thought about how his son couldn't become a Spirit Cultivator.

Feng Ting casually took out a pill box, placed it on the table, and said: "Father, there are two Xuan Pill. After Father eats it, he will definitely be able to step into the dissolving blade. "

Feng Xing gently opened the pill box and looked at the moving lights of the Spirit Pill, unable to maintain his calm: "Your Alchemy, can be considered miraculous!"

Feng Ting smiled and said: "Father, this is for you as well."

As he spoke, he removed the Rushing Thunder Back Armour from his waist and placed it on the table.

"What is this?" Feng Xing asked in surprise.

Feng Ting laughed and said: "With this Rushing Thunder Back Armour, father's strength and speed will increase by quite a bit. Facing any dissolving blade, father should be able to win easily."

When Feng Xing heard this, he was shocked and asked: "Where did you get such a treasure?"

"I picked them up together with the spring cauldron." Feng Ting replied.

"Your cultivation base is shallow, so you need this treasure even more." Feng Xing said.

Feng Ting laughed: "Father, you now have the most disciples in the Night Sea Sect, so you need strength that you are worthy of."

Feng Xing also understood this principle, but his son couldn't cultivate spirit in his entire life, so he needed this kind of supreme treasure to protect himself even more.

Seeing his father hesitate, Feng Ting said: "Father, I did not say that I would give you the Rushing Thunder Back Armour, I was just lending it to you to keep up appearances. When I need it, you have to return it to me. "

Hearing this, Feng Xing immediately smiled and nodded with a sigh: "Alright, then let me back you up first."

"Once Father steps into the dissolving blade, coupled with this Rushing Thunder Back Armour, even if he faces the Grand Elder, he would be in an invincible position. Father is the number one person in Night Sea Sect." Feng Ting laughed.

"Yes." Of course, Feng Xing understood this principle.

Seeing that he was done with his business, Feng Ting said: "Father, in a while, senior brother will come find me. I will not keep you any longer."

"Where's senior brother?" Feng Ting asked.

"Of course it's Night Sea Sect's senior brother. He has some minor ailments, I'll take a look for him." Feng Ting said.

"Alright."

Feng Xing stood up and tied the Rushing Thunder Back Armour to his waist. He immediately felt that his body was as light as a swallow, and his strength was extraordinary.

He said in shock, "This treasure is indeed effective."

"Of course."

thought, using this Rushing Thunder Back Armour could only increase his speed and power by a little.

If it's me, a martial cultivator with extraordinary talent, I can increase my speed.

The reason he gave the Rushing Thunder Back Armour to his father was because he had the illusory wing now, so he was not lacking in speed.

As for his strength, after using Bai Xiang's blood to refine his body, it had also increased quite a bit. His father also needed to increase his strength in order to suppress the restless in Night Sea Sect.

Feng Xing really wanted to say some words of thanks to his son. However, due to his pride, he could only sigh and say: "It's my fortune to have you here."

"Haha …" Father, this is not what you say. " Feng Ting laughed.

Feng Xing scrunched his eyebrows, "Why does it not sound like what I said?" With that, his body flashed and he flew away.

So fast!

When Twelve Spirit Cultivators saw his master disappear in the blink of an eye, he was secretly shocked.

Ding Chundong moved closer to Feng Ting, and said in a low voice: "Junior Brother, you were previously brave and invincible, but you must have contributed a lot to this Rushing Thunder Back Armour, right?"

"Yes."

"Junior Brother, if you give him to Master now, what will you do?"

"Don't I have you?" Feng Ting laughed.

Twelve Spirit Cultivators felt a little awkward when he heard this.

Ding Chundong said: "Junior Brother, us Seniors and I can indeed protect Junior Brother with our lives, but we are still weak, I am afraid we will miss the Junior Brother."

Feng Ting laughed disdainfully: "Don't you guys want this?"

As he spoke, he placed a pill box on the table and walked into the main house.