Spiritual pet cultivates immortality, villain sacrifices to heaven

Ning Changkong explained his reason for coming.

Qin Luoling couldn't help laughing: "Did the ancestor tell you to build a house by yourself?"

Ning Changkong nodded.

"In the old ancestor's place, there are only a few elders in charge of the sect who can report in and out, and those of us elders' direct disciples can only run errands for the master, and we need to bring tokens in and out, or let Master Qing know, others It’s impossible to come close.”

Qin Luoling paused for a moment and said, "So, the only ones who can help you build a house in the thatched cottage are a few uncles."

Call a few elders of the earth fairy level to build a house for yourself?

Ning Changkong felt weird when he thought of that scene. No matter how nice the elders were to him, it would be impossible to build him a house. Thinking of Uncle Qing's white eyes, he understood that anti-aircraft guns are too good to kill mosquitoes.

"Thank you, Nephew Qin, for letting me know." Ning Changkong was a little confused. How could he build a house by himself?Build a thatched hut next to the pavilion where the wind is blowing on all sides?

It felt too eerie and too unsightly.

Since you can't build a house, then buy a magic weapon that you can live in.

Qin Luoling originally thought that her master might be able to help, but thinking of her master's temperament, she might think she was troublesome. Watching Ning Changkong leave, she retracted her outstretched hand, so forget it, and don't treat him too much. Okay, otherwise I thought I was interested in him.

Ning Changkong came to the exchange hall, but found nothing. There was no magic weapon to live in, and most of them were magic weapons for attack or defense.

Yu Jian came to the refining peak.

Seeing Ning Changkong's arrival, Elder Jiang greeted him with a curious smile: "Junior Brother, you are a rare visitor."

Ning Changkong quickly explained his purpose.

Elder Jiang shook his head quickly, "Other things are fine, but the house can't help you, you'd better go honestly and build a shed by yourself."

"Why?"

"You are either Ice Spirit Root or Water Wood Spirit Root. It must be meaningful for the ancestor to let you live in it, otherwise he would not let you live in it. With a warm house, you might as well move outside." Jiang Jiang Not long after the elder came back, he didn't know what Ning Changkong's spiritual root was like. As for robbing his disciples, it was because he wanted to rob good things.The disciples that the ancestor let live in are all able to withstand the extreme cold.

Farewell to Elder Jiang, Ning Changkong headed back home dejectedly, he is the water spirit root, who said that the water spirit root can resist the severe cold?

It is impossible for him to build a house, but it is also impossible for him to freeze into a popsicle.

Ning Changkong directly invited the Zongmen's going out token, went to Tianwu City under the Zongmen Mountain, bought a wooden house with an area of ​​less than [-] square meters, received the space ring, and hurried back to the Zongmen.

When we returned to the ice valley, it was already night.

Lin Chuyue stood next to the old man in green shirt and stretched her neck waiting for Ning boy. Without this guy, it feels like the granary is no longer fragrant.

When Ning Changkong came back, he saw a blue berry the size of a fist holding a fist-sized blue berry outside the barrier, and his face was covered in ashes from the blue juice.

"You're finally back! I'm almost freezing to death!" Seeing Ning Changkong's return, Lin Chuyue threw down the fruit in her hand excitedly, jumped on him, and her stove finally came back.

Ning Changkong disliked the dirt all over his body, so he went through it with a dust remover, and Huihui finally returned to its original state.

Just holding it back in his hand, this guy took out another fruit and buried his head in it, dipped his face in blue juice, seeing his disgusted expression, this guy even raised the gnawed fruit over his head to him.

He greeted Uncle Qing, but did not get a response from him, Ning Changkong returned to Binggu with Huihui.

The next day, Ning Changkong breathed out the morning light at the entrance of the valley, and beside him was a pile of ordinary low-grade spirit stones.

Lin Chuyue has a bad taste now, and she no longer eats spirit stones. She gnawed a few mouthfuls of grass on the ground, and was carried out to follow her practice.

The old man Qingshan looked at the treasure hunting beast sitting cross-legged like a human, facing the morning sun, imitating the long breath of Ning Changkong.

When the sun was slightly hot, Huihui held a small wooden sword and followed Ning Changkong in a dignified gesture, which made the old man Qingshan stunned, and there was such a spirit beast.

"Boy, each master has a different teaching method, next time you can ask your master, and then arrange the daily practice." Uncle Qing really couldn't see it, so he pointed out.

"But Master is meditating, I'm afraid to disturb him."

Uncle Qing rolled his eyes and said: "Your master, you have to ask yourself more, he doesn't move all year round, so don't you ask all year round, don't learn?"

"Ah?" Ning Changkong didn't understand his master at all, and the master seemed to be very quiet, "Thank you, Uncle Qing, for your reminder."

He never had a master in the past, so he didn't know how to get along with his master. He didn't have the love of his father in the two lives. In his previous life, even though he was excellent in school, the teachers looked at him with pity. He didn't like that kind of look. , not very close to the teachers.

Walking alone has become a habit, and he is used to working hard by himself. Suddenly, one day, God gave him a powerful master, and he didn't know how to get along with him. loathe myself.

Many senior brothers said that Master is like a father. He was nervous in his heart and didn't know how to get along with him. Yesterday he was very worried and only asked about it. Later, when he saw the other party closed his eyes, he quickly closed his mouth for fear of making him unhappy. , Don't say more, even if there is a problem with the house, he doesn't dare to bother.

Ning Changkong put away the sword and twisted Huihui. He felt that Huihui was a little heavy today, and he didn't know how many spiritual plants in the thatched cottage it had picked up. I don't know if Master would think that Huihui was too naughty and too edible. Well, this guy didn't even eat a single spirit stone today.

When he came to a distance of three meters in front of Fuyi, Ning Changkong knelt down, kowtowed his head and said, "Disciple Ning Changkong, please greet Master. Is Master well?" "

Fu Yi opened his eyes, all the actions of Ning Changkong yesterday and today are under his consciousness, there is no such noise as those disciples in the past, no ecstasy and frivolity of being a disciple of the ancestor, and no once-overwhelming arrogance Even if he is teased by his younger disciples, he can still be calm. This child is stable, neither arrogant nor impetuous. God really sent a good seed here.

Hope this time the kid can successfully complete his task.

"Ann." Fu Yi smiled, "Do you feel unwell in the thatched cottage?"

"Well, it's too cold. But I will work hard to overcome it. May I ask Master, what orders do you have today?"

"Your fairy root is being reborn, there are countless possibilities." Fu Yi stretched out his finger and pointed to a piece of ice in front, "Jump off by yourself, and ask me when you can wait for an hour."

Ning Changkong turned his head and looked over. There were some vegetation in other places, but that one was a flat ice surface. I didn't pay attention to it before. There was ice and snow everywhere, so I ignored this place.

Ning Changkong came to the ice, since the master told him to jump, it must be the water.

I almost thought about putting the house on it before, but fortunately I didn't do so. If the ice and snow melted, wouldn't his house be gone?

He took out his spirit sword and attacked towards the ice surface. After a few strikes, there were only a few small holes in the ice surface. It was too weird here. The trees were harder than iron, and the ice surface was almost like steel.

Before he could continue to attack, his feet suddenly became empty, and with a "gudong", he fell down.

The surface of the water, which looked calm on the outside, was actually undercurrents surging, and he was swept away by the current before he could reach out and grab the exit.

He is a landlubber and has never learned to swim. The moment he fell into the water, he abandoned the momentary fear and used spiritual power to wrap himself against the water flow. The biting cold made him extremely clear-headed.

Hold your breath, don't breathe, you will choke on water!Finding that resistance was useless, he reached out to touch the ice.

After being washed away by the water for a long time, his face was flushed red, and finally he caught a protruding ice cube, held on tightly to the protruding ice cube, used his spiritual power to his fist, and punched it on the top of his head. Fist smashed past.

Two strokes, three strokes, and the fourth stroke finally saw the crack, continue, speed up.

The discomfort of lack of oxygen made his chest ache, but he knew that he couldn't let out his last breath.

On the tenth stroke, the ice cracked like a spider's web.

The spirit sword was sacrificed, the spirit sword cut under the cracked ice, and finally cut an icicle that allowed him to get out before he was about to lose consciousness, pushed the icicle away with his palm, jumped out of the water, coughing violently, Breathing in the fresh air with gulps, the fresh air entered the lungs, and the pain in the throat was like a knife cutting.

"Meow!" Lin Chuyue cried in fright. She was supposed to help, but was wrapped in a spiritual power ball and rose in the air.

When Ning Changkong came out, she was free. She rushed over, yelled loudly, and licked his face, which was colder than ice.

"Boy Ning, don't worry!"

It was the first time that Lin Chuyue hated her for being so small and unable to do anything. The only way to warm her was to lean over and lick her with her warm tongue.

"Calm and calm, don't panic, yes, yes." Fu Yi's voice sounded from above.

"Master, I can't swim."

"You'll learn quickly."

As soon as the words fell, Ning Changkong's lying body was empty again, and he entered the torrent again.

This time he took a deep breath and threw a barb from the storage ring. He originally wanted to hook the exit, but the exit just now disappeared instantly, forming a flawless mirror like the original ice surface.

Ning Changkong hooked the barb hard towards the ice, and the barb caught the ice layer. This time, he slapped the hook into the ice layer to make the hook more stable.

This time he attacked the ice layer with all his strength, and the second punch had already shattered the ice layer.

This time he used half of the time before, and rushed out of the water.

It was only after he got out of the water that he remembered that the master asked to be underwater for an hour, was it an hour of holding his breath or just soaking in the water for an hour?It should be soaked in water for an hour.

Thinking of this, he quickly retracted, only his head was above the water, and his hands clasped the ice tightly to prevent himself from being washed away by the current.

In order to fix himself, he threw the hook out to catch the ice and wrap it around himself.

Maybe it's time to learn to swim.

The bone-piercing cold made his lips turn black, and the spiritual power wrapped around his body still couldn't resist the severe cold.

Taking a deep breath, he buried his head in the water to hold his breath.

It's just that he suddenly saw a big fish with fangs opening its mouth and rushing towards him.