Facing Ning Qingyun's puzzled eyes.

Bai Ling smiled softly:

"It's because of the Domain King."

"Domain King? Father?"

Ning Qingyun was really shocked now.

"Bai Ling, you, are you this kind of person?"

"You misunderstood me."

Bai Ling shook her head.

Holding her cheeks with both hands.

Explained:

"Our family was not here at the beginning, but came from the outside spiritual domain."

"Really?"

Ning Qingyun touched Bai Ling's hair and listened to her story.

"The Black Spiritual Domain is really good. It's quiet and peaceful here. We live comfortably every day."

"The Bai family used to be very powerful, but one day they were found by enemies and many of our clansmen died. My father took us to flee here."

"As for Ningcheng, we no longer have to practice hard every day like before. My father said he would kill back for revenge, but he never left Ningcheng."

Bai Ling's family is the Bai family, one of the three major families in Ningcheng.

Everyone here seems to have a past story.

The only thing that remains unchanged is probably the respect for the Domain King.

"But what does this have to do with my father?"

Ning Qingyun frowned.

Because my father is so powerful, no enemies dare to come to him?

Somewhat confused.

"Because Lord Domain King is very powerful."

Bai Ling smiled and said:

"But this is just one reason."

"Brother Qingyun, do you know what the outside world is like?"

Although he has left Ningcheng and been to Feixian Sect.

But Ning Qingyun obviously doesn't know much.

He can only smile awkwardly.

Waiting for Bai Ling's story.

"The Sword Domain has twelve small spiritual domains. Except for the Black Spirit Domain, the other spiritual domains must hand over cultivation resources to the Jiang family on time."

"There are more than a hundred cities in a spiritual domain. The families of each city must pay tribute to the city lord, the city lord needs to pay tribute to the domain king, and the domain king needs to pay tribute to the Jiang family."

"The Jiang family has many clan members and cultivators to support. The more clan members there are, the more resources they need."

"Then where do the resources come from?"

"Don't you ask the domain king for it? The domain king asks the city lord for it. The city lord collects it from the major families and sects. Where do the resources of the major families and sects come from?"

"In the end, it all falls on everyone."

"The resources needed by the Jiang family will only increase. What should we do when the resources are not enough?"

"The only way is to fight and destroy the opponent to obtain resources."

"The weak will die, so everyone is practicing desperately. This is how the world works."

After listening to Bai Ling's story, Ning Qingyun was stunned.

"What about the Black Spirit Realm?"

"Of course the Black Spirit Realm is different."

Bai Ling smiled happily:

"Lord Domain King does not need to hand over resources to the Jiang family. With the Domain King here, the Black Spirit Realm can survive on its own."

"And the Domain King almost never collects from other cities. It is the city lords who rush to deliver resources to the door."

"Everyone here can live and work in peace and contentment."

Bai Ling's words shocked Ning Qingyun.

No wonder...

Except for the teenagers in the same courtyard, everyone else in the city respects him very much.

He used to think it was because he was the first genius.

He never needed money to buy things in the city.

Those cultivators never accepted the spirit stones.

He used to think it was because those people were afraid that his father would cause trouble and were very unhappy.

But now it seems...

This refusal to accept spirit stones may not be due to fear, but because of respect...

Ning Qingyun's face changed again and again.

Finally, he sighed softly.

He found that the more he knew about his father, the more he admired him.

It seems that the reason why Bai Ling brought him food before.

Maybe it was not because he was a genius.

But because he had a father like Ning Xuan.

But the more he thought about it.

Ning Qingyun felt more uncomfortable!

The words of the three major families that day still echoed in his ears.

His father was a dignified domain king, but he was ridiculed for having no successor?

Those three major families were really infuriating!

In the Tianjiao martial arts competition a year later, he would definitely slap everyone in the face!

Get rid of the anger in his heart!

What Ning Qingyun would never have thought was that the three major family heads were actually acting with his father...

...

A cold wind blew.

Ning Qingyun shrank back.

He found that Bai Ling beside him was still asleep on his shoulder.

In her sleep, she had a smile on her lips.

So cute and moving.

Ning Qingyun was stunned for a few seconds.

Suddenly!

Boom!

A strong wind blew!

Ning Qingyun's face suddenly changed!

His body was blown away uncontrollably!

And then under the mountain!

But there was a bottomless cliff!

Ning Qingyun's face turned pale!

Only one thought remained...It's over!

...

The imagined shattering into pieces did not happen.

"I, I'm not dead?"

Ning Qingyun was shocked and broke into a cold sweat.

Only then did he realize that he did not fall off the cliff.

Instead, he was halfway up the mountain.

This place has a panoramic view.

A wide giant sword stood on the ground.

Three words were carved on it:

[Ancient-Giant-Sword? ]

Ning Qingyun was extremely surprised!

Could he pick up a treasure again?

Last time in the secret realm, he got this Dragon Blood Holy Skill!

Could it be the same this time?

Ning Qingyun felt something was wrong!

Because his luck seemed to be too good.

But he was just a useless person now.

Ning Qingyun laughed at himself.

Could it be worse than now?

Ning Qingyun stepped forward and tried to pull out the [Ancient Giant Sword]!

But the heavy sword was as heavy as a mountain!

He broke into a cold sweat.

It did not shake the ancient sword at all.

"How could this ancient sword appear here?"

After a short rest.

Ning Qingyun turned to his hands and dug around the ancient sword.

Last time, he was able to dig out a secret realm under a spiritual medicine.

This time...

Maybe it will be the same?

People always have fantasies.

While mocking the unrealistic, they also have hope.

Will there be a miracle?

The answer is obvious!

Not long after, Ning Qingyun even held his breath.

Because he felt his fingers touched something.

It was a sheepskin package.

After opening it.

Inside lay a golden ancient book!

...

[Hundred-Refining-Emperor-Secret? ]

[With ordinary people against heaven, a hundred refinements and thousands of transformations can reach the other shore! ]

[The first step of cultivation requires breaking the spiritual orifice...]

[The way of heaven is to lose and have more! The Way of Man...】

Waves of mysterious sounds flooded into his mind.

At this moment.

Ning Qingyun cried with joy!

Because he found that his broken spiritual orifice was actually repaired under the golden light!

Not only that!

The spiritual energy that can be stored is more than a hundred times the original!

"Hundred Refining Emperor Art?"

"Is this an emperor-level technique?"

"Hiss..."

"I have to take it back and tell my father."

...

Ning Mansion.

Ning Xuan was watching everything.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This ancient sword and the emperor art were naturally buried by him.

The fantasy of digging from the cliff in the previous life can be regarded as realized in this life.

Although it was his son who dug the treasure.

And the treasure was also hidden by him.

But Zhang Wuji can dig treasure on the cliff, why can't his son Ning Qingyun?

Ning Xuan thought with a bad taste.

"I have a target for revenge, and I have a technique. It's time to reach the top!"

"After that, I will have a hundred million times crit attack..."

Ning Xuan's eyes flickered.

"The road to becoming an emperor is not far away."

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like