Qibao Liuli sect is not built in the city, but in the mountains. The gate is full of green plants and rockeries, winding paths and pavilions.
There is a nine story Pagoda in the deep of Qibao liulizong. The pagoda is towering. The golden glazed tiles are shining in the sun. You can see this golden Pagoda in any corner of Qibao city.
The name of this pagoda is Jiubao Liuli pagoda, which has always been regarded as the goal of efforts and struggle by Qibao Liuli sect.
As an assistant soul master, Qibao Liuli pagoda''s assistant ability is unique in the world, but this martial spirit has a fatal defect, that is, it can never break through level 80.
Maybe the spirit of the seven treasures glazed pagoda is too rebellious, and even heaven is afraid of it, so it''s forbidden.
However, according to the ancient legend of Qibao Liuli sect, Qibao Liuli pagoda can be transformed into a higher-level Jiubao Liuli pagoda. After becoming the Jiubao Liuli pagoda, the prohibition system that bound the users of Qibao Liuli martial spirit collapsed, which can achieve the unprecedented Title Douluo.
On the ninth floor of Jiubao glass tower, Ning Fengzhi and another old man in white have been waiting here.
"Dad! "Grandfather sword
See two people, Ning Rongrong immediately happy, all the way to the two people rushed to the past.
Ning Fengzhi catches Ning Rongrong and rubs her head with emotion.
Later, he looked at Wang Jian and said with a smile, "Dean Wang, long time no see."
Wang Jian arched at Ning Fengzhi and jiandouluo with a smile and said: "Lord Ning, jiandouluo, long time no see!"
At the moment, jiandouluo has no time to pay attention to Wang Jian. This title Douluo, who has always been not funny enough in front of the world, is looking down and whispering with Ning Rongrong.
No matter jiandouluo or gudouluo, they have never married in their whole life, so they have no children under their knees. For Ning Rongrong, who grew up as a child, they treat him as their granddaughter.
Ning Fengzhi greets Wang Jian to sit down, and Gu Douluo also sits quietly beside Ning Fengzhi.
Jian Douluo takes a wary look at Gu Douluo, and then pulls Ning Rongrong to turn to them with his back to protect Ning Rongrong, as if Gu Douluo would come to rob them.
Gu Douluo turns his mouth with disdain, glances at Wang Jian and the dark night, and then whispers quietly.
"Fengzhi, are you sure that when you first met this boy, he was just a soul king? From the fluctuation of his soul power, this is at least a soul saint
Gudouluo whispers.
But in Wang Jian''s ear, which has the power of seeing and hearing, it''s like telling in his ear, which makes him laugh at the bottom of his heart.
Holy ghost?!
Ning Fengzhi is preparing to entertain Wang Jian to drink Yunwu Tea, a special product of Qibao Liuli sect. However, when he hears this, he can''t help but be stunned. Even his movements become stiff.
"Lord Ning, the tea is spilt."
Wang Jian pointed to the teapot tilted by Ning Fengzhi.
Meng recalled, Ning Fengzhi said with a bitter smile: "sorry, just thought of some things, a little distracted."
With that, he added tea to several cups, without any airs of being the first assistant sect leader in the world.
"I''d like to invite Dean Wang and... This girl to have a taste."
After pouring the tea, Ning Fengzhi makes a gesture to Wang Jian with a gentle smile, and then looks at the dark night next to him. After thinking for a moment, Ning Fengzhi laughs at the dark night.
At the same time, he was also curious and didn''t understand the relationship.
However, the girl was born very beautiful, with a quiet temperament, like a green lotus standing alone.
Is it a student of President Wang? Or the right person?
In the dark night, she sat quietly beside Wang Jian in a long black dress, with three thousand green silk falling down like a waterfall. No matter where she was, her posture was always straight and looked pleasant. When she heard the words, her scarlet eyes looked at Wang Jian.
Tea cup is white porcelain color, looks as thin as cicada wings, maybe a flick can make a clear sound, just in response to the sound of a chime.
The tea in the white porcelain cup is light green, like spring water.
Wang Jian took a sip of the cup, and the tea was fresh and natural. The whole mind seemed to have a fresh white mist rippling by, taking away the dust and irritability, and the whole mind was clear.
Seeing this in the dark, Wang Jian took a sip of the tea cup, and his scarlet eyes lit up. Obviously, he was very fond of Yunwu Tea from the seven treasures Liuli sect.
Ning Fengzhi put their expressions under his eyes and put a smile on his face.
He was about to speak, but he was interrupted by the shocked voice of jiandouluo.
"What?! You''ve reached level 45! "
All of them look at him in a twinkling of an eye, and suddenly find that Jian Douluo, who is indifferent to the dust, has an incredible expression at the moment, while Ning Rongrong sits opposite him and looks at him innocently.
Seeing that jiandouluo''s voice has attracted other people''s attention, Ning Rongrong shrivels his mouth and stares at jiandouluo discontentedly and says: "grandfather Jian, keep your voice down. What''s so surprising about that?"
Jiandouluo''s hand was still touching his beard. When he heard the speech, his chin hurt and he pulled out several of his whiskers.
He looked at Ning Rongrong with a bitter smile, but he didn''t know what to say, but his eyes suddenly became complicated.
Rongrong, you are 14 years old now, and you are a soul master of the auxiliary department. What''s so surprising about level 45?!
You, you are
As a matter of fact, Ning Rongrong does not have this feeling. After all, in her environment, her talent is not the best. When there are many people who are as good as herself, that person knows nothing about her own excellence.
"Rong Rong, you''re at level 45!"
Ning Fengzhi asked with a frown, but there was no joy on his face.
After all, when a person''s soul power rises too fast, this kind of thing can only bring strangeness but not surprise.
"Rongrong, give me your hand!"
On the other side, jiandouluo glanced at Wang Jian coldly, and then pulled Ning Rongrong''s hand directly.
Ning Rongrong naturally did not resist, and his wrist was pinched by jiandouluo.
She felt a touch of soul power of jiandouluo seeping into her body. It seemed that she was exploring something. After a long time, this touch of soul power gradually began to dissipate.
Looking back at jiandouluo, his expression obviously became confused. He shook his head slightly towards ningfengzhi, indicating that there was no problem.
No, I can''t say no problem!
The soul power in Ning Rongrong''s body is very strong. It must have been obtained through step-by-step cultivation. It''s not forced to be promoted by secret methods or other things as they thought. What''s more strange is that the soul power in Ning Rongrong''s body is still very pure, which is far beyond his expectation.
I don''t know that Ning Rongrong has taken Xiancao. Xiancao is the purest thing in heaven and earth, which is favored by heaven and earth. The soul power increased by taking it is not only not vain, but also extremely pure.
Ning Rongrong see atmosphere strange, intelligent she naturally also understand.
She said angrily: "Dad, grandfather Jian, how can you doubt the dean? The Dean not only helps us to cultivate, but also helps me to sublimate my martial spirit. Look! My martial spirit is now a nine treasure glazed pagoda! "
Voice down, Ning Rongrong angry stretched out his hand, with the light condensation, a pagoda gradually emerged in her palm.
After hearing Ning Rongrong''s words, Ning Feng made them all fall into a muddle. However, when Ning Rongrong showed his martial spirit, the three stood up from their seats and looked at Ning Rongrong''s martial spirit in shock. They lost their voice and said: "nine treasures glass tower?"