Siheyuan: Eastern Qigong Master

Niu Niu took the small bowl and said politely.

"Thank you dad!"

"Be good! Eat! Eat slowly!" Ning Xiaoming rubbed Niu Niu's little head.

"Hmm!" Niu Niu has started eating, enjoying it with gusto.

Ning Xiaoming handed the skewers to Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu saw the grilled skewers, which were milky white slices, and chewed one with a look of surprise.

"what is this?"

I thought it was shrimp chips, but it wasn't.

"Xishi tongue." Ning Xiaoming grinned.

"What a waste." An old lady picked up a string of Xishi tongue and said in a reproachful manner, while she was chewing it quickly with her mouth.

To extract the essence, many ingredients of conch are thrown away.

Naturally, they are used to make feed pellets to feed the so-called livestock of the microcosm, so there is no waste, and only the most delicious ones are eaten.

"Eating the Xishi tongue can beautify your skin, but other parts don't have much effect on the skin." Ning Xiaoming had to explain.

Going to the beach and eating seafood really makes people happy.

After everyone had eaten their fill, the sun rose and it became a little hot.

The scenery at this moment is not good to look at. Everyone looks lazy and sleepy.

"Man, go home and have a rest." Qin Huairu was very happy.

After all, we were in Beijing before, and in an instant we were on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean, a distance of thousands of miles.

Anywhere on earth, wherever you want to go, can be there in a moment.

Qin Huairu and her friends are at the Qi Refining Stage, and have not yet reached the level of being immune to cold and heat, otherwise they would still be seeing the ice and snow on Mount Everest.

Ning Xiaoming gathered all his family members into the microcosm with just one thought, and he also wanted to enter the microcosm.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang and a tsunami appeared on the sea.

“Who tested the nuclear bomb?”

Ning Xiaoming showed a surprised look.

The tsunami swept in, and not only the beaches but even the islands were covered by sea water in an instant.

The sea water submerged Ning Xiaoming's body.

The body is protected by the strong energy and is watertight.

He summoned a flying sword, split the sea water and shot forward.

See what's going on?

Fortunately, I have already taken my family into the microcosm, otherwise they would definitely be frightened facing the tsunami.

It didn't matter to other people, except Qin Huairu, who was pregnant and had a miscarriage, so she cried to death.

After shooting out for more than a hundred miles, a white-haired Taoist priest was seen running quickly.

Behind them was a group of Westerners wearing priest robes, holding staffs and waving white lights.

The old Taoist priest continuously formed magic seals, emitting transparent light shields to block the magic attacks, and used the attack force to quickly escape.

Rumble!

The spell attacked the light shield, causing a deafening noise that shook the sea water and formed a destructive tsunami.

"Ox Nose, stop and die. Otherwise you will know that life is worse than death." A pastor said sternly.

Blood oozed from the corners of the old Taoist's mouth. He did not answer and continued to condense a light shield.

Rays of destructive white light shot out one after another. The old Taoist priest was unable to concentrate and was in a very awkward position trying to resist them.

Black shadows shot out from the sea, holding spears and attacking the old Taoist priest.

Helicopters appeared in the sky.

There are enemies in the sky and on the sea, making it impossible for the old Taoist priest to escape.

Ning Xiaoming showed a surprised look.

They are all at the Jindan stage of cultivation. When did the Earth become home to so many masters?

The spear gun shots could not hurt the old Taoist priest and he dodged them all.

But so many spear lines formed a big net that trapped the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest was trapped and unable to escape.

The helicopter arrived above the old Taoist priest's head and shot out laser beams.

The old Taoist priest dodged in a hurry, but his body was entangled in the large net of the harpoon.

The old Taoist priest had a ferocious look on his face. Let’s die together!

Unable to escape and unwilling to be a prisoner, he had no choice but to detonate his golden elixir.

Suddenly, a flying sword came shooting out!

The big net was split.

The old Taoist priest looked surprised.

It was Ning Xiaoming who took action.

Ning Xiaoming appeared beside the old Taoist priest.

"Boy, you are looking for death! Get out of here!" The old Taoist said angrily when he saw Ning Xiaoming.

Ning Xiaoming was stunned!

I saved the old Taoist priest, but instead of being grateful, he spoke harshly to me. How unreasonable!

"Get out!" Blood oozed from the corners of the old Taoist's mouth. He formed a seal with his palms, forming a gust of wind and pushed towards Ning Xiaoming.

The purpose is to send Ning Xiaoming away.

The gentle strong wind pushed Ning Xiaoming away quickly.

Ning Xiaoming grinned, swung his sword, and cut through the strong wind.

"You! Hey!" The old Taoist didn't know how to talk to Ning Xiaoming.

Whizzing!

There were enemies on all sides, surrounding Ning Xiaoming and the old Taoist priest.

Ning Xiaoming has lost his last chance to escape and is trapped.

"Jiejie! What can you, the Eastern cultivation world, use to fight against our Western cultivation world?" The pastor had a ferocious look on his face and let out a shrill laugh.

"Fifty years ago, all the cultivators in the Eastern cultivation world were killed, but I didn't expect that you two would escape."

Everyone believed that Ning Xiaoming was also an Eastern Qi-refining practitioner who participated in the war fifty years ago.

After all, it is difficult to advance to the Golden Core stage without hundreds of years of practice.

If he is at the initial stage of Golden Core cultivation, he might be a newly-added master cultivator.

The problem is that the specially made large net can be split. Without the peak cultivation level of the Golden Core Stage, it cannot be split.

Ning Xiaoming possesses a small universe and the bonus of spatial force. His attack is infinitely close to the combat power of the Nascent Soul stage, so he is considered to be an antique that is hundreds of years old.

"Angel trapped in the magic array."

The priests spun quickly, forming a magic circle that enveloped Ning Xiaoming and the old Taoist priest.

The priests looked at Ning Xiaoming and the old Taoist priest as if they were dead.

Everyone thought that Ning Xiaoming and the old Taoist priest were doomed to die and could not escape even if they had wings!

"More than the number of people?" Ning Xiaoming grinned and waved his hand.

The old Taoist priest and hundreds of pastors showed astonished expressions, and they were filled with shock!

An overwhelming Jindan-stage army appeared and broke the Angel Demon-trapping Formation in an instant!

The number of believers in the army has filled the entire space of the magic circle, and the magic circle cannot function at all.

A large number of Jindan stage warriors appeared.

Hundreds of people joined forces to attack a priest.

Light shields kept appearing on the priest's body, but in a split second, the shields were broken, and he was hit all over with fists and knocked unconscious.

Ning Xiaoming waved his hand, and all the believers and warriors were gathered into the microcosm.

On the sea, there were only huge waves, the old Taoist priest, and Ning Xiaoming.

Ning Xiaoming looked at the old Taoist priest and saw that his face was ashen and dark blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth.

"Are you poisoned?"

The old Taoist priest was shocked at this moment!

It is hard to believe that there are so many Jindan stage masters in the Eastern cultivation world.

Even fifty years ago, there might not have been so many Eastern Qi-refining masters at the Jindan stage.

The old Taoist priest did not answer. His mind relaxed and his body fell down.

At this moment, in the tsunami, waves are sweeping all around.

Ning Xiaoming waved his hand and took the old Taoist priest into his microcosm.