Legend of the Holy God of Douluo

After saying that, Ning Fengzhi stood up, took off his white gloves, and stretched out his right hand to show his sincerity.

Seeing this, Bibi Dong just smiled and did not stand up to shake hands with him.

This move made Ning Fengzhi, who was originally smiling, instantly become gloomy. He slowly sat back in his seat and looked calmly at the calm and beautiful woman opposite.

"What does the Pope mean by this? Could it be that he feels that the Qibao Glazed Sect is not high enough and is not worthy of cooperating with your palace?"

Bibi Dong smiled and shook her head slowly.

"The Guizong is one of the top three sects. It is the Spirit Hall's luck to be able to cooperate with such a behemoth."

"Don't you believe me?"

After hearing Bibi Dong's boast about the Qibao Glazed Sect, Ning Fengzhi guessed most of her thoughts.

"Sect Leader Ning is indeed a smart man. Let's open the sky and speak openly. I know that you and Yu Yuanzhen secretly reached a certain cooperation before, but since you come to me now, it means that you most likely do not intend to fulfill your promise to him. Even the patriarch of the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect has broken his trust like this, and it’s really hard for me to believe in the previous promises made by Sect Master Ning.”

"Hmph, I came here to cooperate with you sincerely, but I didn't expect that you would make things difficult for me again and again. That's all, I don't care if I don't cooperate, just pretend I've never been here tonight!"

At this time, Ning Fengzhi also lost his temper. Just as he stood up and wanted to leave, a force in the air suppressed him and prevented him from moving.

At this time, unprecedented fear appeared in his eyes. He looked straight at Bibi Dong, and his mouth began to tremble.

"Bibi Dong, you, what do you want to do!"

Bibi Dong sat upright on the chair, supporting her chin with one hand, looking at the panicked man opposite with interest.

"We're here today. If this doesn't happen, don't even think about leaving."

"You, you threatened me?!"

"So what, Ning Fengzhi, you have to know that this is the territory of Wuhun Palace, not your Qibao Glazed Sect. If you want to rely on those two old men outside, then I can only say that you are extremely stupid, even if you add Yu Yuanzhen, Wuhun Palace can still keep you here at some price."

"You want to start a war, you madman!"

"I have no intention of doing this. The outcome depends entirely on Sect Master Ning's thoughts."

"Humph, if you don't believe me, what's the point of talking so much!"

"I have long heard that the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda is the first auxiliary martial spirit in the continent, and the glazed orb at the top of it plays a vital role."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Fengzhi's pupils shrank suddenly, and then he said in shock.

"Impossible, how do you know about the Seven Turns Pearl!"

Bibi Dong did not answer his question, but continued to talk about her conditions.

"If you want me to trust you, you have to show corresponding sincerity. If you are willing to hand over the orb to me for safekeeping, I will immediately agree to form an alliance with you."

"You are dreaming! Bibi Dong, you are wishful thinking!"

At this time, the smile on Bibi Dong's face dissipated little by little, and the cold frost gradually climbed onto her delicate face.

Seeing that the situation had reached a deadlock in an instant, Dai Yuan was also brainstorming in his mind. Suddenly, a flash of light flashed, his eyes lit up, and then he slowly spoke.

"Sect Master Ning, I heard that you have been stuck at level 79 for many years. I wonder if there is any way to break through now."

Dai Yuan's sudden question made Ning Fengzhi stunned. He couldn't figure out why this young boy raised this well-known question at this time.

At this time, Bibi Dong also cast her eyes curiously. After spending several years with him day and night, she knew that her disciple would never reveal herself at a critical moment, so she began to look forward to what amazing move Dai Yuan would do next. .

"What, do you have any idea?" Ning Fengzhi asked with a frown.

Dai Yuan was silent at first, then nodded slightly, and then spoke.

"If I can help your daughter break through the confinement of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, I wonder if Sect Master Ning can consider the teacher's suggestion."

"What did you say!"

Ning Fengzhi stood up abruptly, his body trembling involuntarily. He didn't know whether it was the fear or excitement caused by Bibi Dong.

Dai Yuan also stood up at this time and said calmly.

"I can help your daughter break through the confinement of her martial spirit."

"Why should I believe you? You know that the entire sect has been trying hard for hundreds of years but has yet to find a way to crack it. How can you be so sure that you can do it!"

"There is an ancient book in the Holy King's Forbidden Area of ​​the Star Luo Empire. It records a secret. In order for the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda to realize the evolution of the martial soul, it needs a peerless fairy grass. I just happened to find this fairy grass some time ago."

After speaking, Dai Yuan remained silent. He looked at the handsome middle-aged man in front of him calmly, his eyes full of confidence.

Ning Fengzhi was also observing the young man's expression at all times. Seeing that there was no trace of humility on his face, he couldn't help but begin to believe the young man's words.

"If Sect Leader Ning doesn't believe it, I can swear on my martial spirit right now."

After saying that, the emerald ring on my thumb flashed with green light, and a piece of soul animal skin paper appeared in his palm.

Immediately afterwards, he quickly drew a mighty tiger head pattern with blood on it with his right hand. This was the spirit pattern of his holy beast white tiger.

"Oh!"

A crisp sound came, and the paper shattered instantly, turning into little white lights and disappearing into the air.

Seeing that the other party showed no signs of backlash, Ning Fengzhi finally believed what the young man said.

He sat back down again, supporting his chin with both hands, staring at the calm tea in front of him.

Dai Yuan and Bibi Dong looked at each other and slowly sat down, and the entire secret room fell into silence again.

I don't know how long it took, but I saw Ning Fengzhi burst out with a wave of energy. Then, a colorful glazed pagoda appeared in his palm. There were seven floors from top to bottom. The orb on the top of the pagoda became more and more dazzling under the shining of the seven-colored light. .

Immediately afterwards, the entire tower began to shake.

"Buzz!"

Like a clear spring stone flowing upstream, I saw the shining orb break away from the tower tip little by little, and flew toward Bibi Dong little by little under the gaze of everyone.

At this time, the smile returned to the pope's face again. She waved and took the orb into her hand. A wave of soul power came and the orb disappeared in her palm.

"I hope you will keep your promise."

At this moment, Dai Yuan finally laughed with relief. The green light of the emerald ring flashed, and a fragrant tulip appeared in his palm.

"This is the peerless fairy grass called Qiluo Tulip. If you take it, the Qibao Glazed Pagoda should be able to break through the innate restraints and realize the sublimation of the martial soul."

Looking at the beautiful and fragrant flowers in front of him, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but feel a little like he was in another world. He didn't expect that the sect's efforts for dozens of generations had not achieved results, but this young man could solve it so lightly.