No.1 mouth in the world of self-cultivation

The three of Ning Qing stopped before reaching the temple.

Originally, he was arguing with Ruan Mingze about whether he was thinking too much. Feeling the aura emanating from the temple, Luo Zhan clicked his tongue and said angrily, "This smell is neither evil nor moral. It's really disgusting."

Ruan Mingze also chanted the Buddha's name and said: "It is already a human-like thing, and it should not be kept in the human world. It is quite strange to demand so much."

Hearing what they said, Ning Qing raised her eyebrows and said, "So some of the Taoist cultivators who killed each other over there are no longer demons and Taoists, and the other part is even worse, not even human?"

Ning Qing's summary hits the point straight, and both Ruan Mingze and Luo Zhan nodded in agreement.

Ning Qing showed a thoughtful expression.

Originally, as the main force, he should be the one with the highest perception among the three.But he didn't feel any abnormality now, obviously he was influenced by the outside world.

This is not surprising, after all, he has always been the fulcrum who is active on the bright side, and it is quite normal to be targeted.But Ruan Mingze and Luo Zhan, two people who can only be regarded as practicing half of the kung fu, have become so sharp...

"The people over there are good." Ning Qing smiled.

With the luck of the whole world on her body, even though it has consumed a lot now, for Ning Qing, many conspiracies and schemes are still useless.

Ning Qing is aware of this, and the people on the other side are also aware of this, so they will not directly guide Ning Qing, but instead mislead the other two, and making such a incident can almost shake the team The matter of leadership.

If there were three normal people standing here, the opponent's strategy might have taken effect by now.However, unfortunately, Ning Qing and his two friends are not normal people. Let alone this strategy works, it is hard to say whether they will deliver food to Ning Qing and the others.

"Try it." Ning Qing said to the other two.

Ruan Mingze had no objection. The corpse puppets beside him were already ready to go. Luo Zhan looked at the temple a few more times, and asked a little uncertainly, "Are they... all right?"

Such a weird strategy, isn't it really because the people over there have problems with their brains?It is difficult for normal people to guess what people with brain problems think. Is it okay for them to do it directly?

Ning Qing and Ruan Mingze were very surprised by Luo Zhan's obvious doubts.

What gave Luo Zhan confidence and made him think that he is still a normal person now?

Didn't Luo Zhan feel that the three of them were obviously sick friends from the beginning?Has there been some terrible obstacle in his cognition?

Luo Zhan felt that he had a good reason: "Having a brain problem and being sick are not the same thing, do you misunderstand the two concepts?"

When he said this, Ning Qing actually felt that it made sense: "That's right, brain damage and snake spirit disease are indeed not the same thing. I was wrong this time. But you are indeed not a normal person."

Ruan Mingze shrugged and didn't speak, but only signaled Ning Qing with his eyes that they had already wasted a lot of time, and it was time to act.

Ning Qing waved her hand: "My master hasn't reached the tower in the center yet, otherwise what do you think I'm talking nonsense here? Don't you know that the villain died because of talking too much?"

Ruan Mingze's expression suddenly changed, and he stopped talking about the Buddha's name after the new year. It was not until Qin Ze sent the news that he and the other two shot directly at the temple in front of him.

When the three of them rushed into the temple at the bottom of Nanwuchi, an earth-shattering shock suddenly erupted.

The water in the pool surged up into the sky, and countless monks were thrown into the sky in a daze, and directly escaped from the very heavy bottom.

Such a huge force is too terrifying, almost making most of them unable to stabilize their bodies, but fortunately, most of them are veterans who can control their emotions in such a dangerous situation, and try not to lose weight. Act in a panic and try to save yourself in the air.

In fact, if it weren't for the special nature of Nanwu Pond, monks would often fly with their swords, and it is not a strange thing to go up to the sky, so as long as they stabilize the water in Nanwu Pond, they can get out.

The monks with quick brains were the first to escape, and then they were able to free up energy to rescue other fellow disciples.

In this way, you help me and I help you, the monks are united as one, and it is the first time that they easily left the competition field before the end of the competition.

Knowing how dangerous Nanwu Pond was, they didn't dare to stay after they left, and left without looking back.

Ning Qing saw a lot of lights leaving above her head, and spat out the blood in her mouth with a bah, the smile on her face became a little more cheerful, and there was no longer only alienation in her eyes.

He said: "That's not bad, let's get out early so we don't get distracted."

Luo Zhan quite agreed: "You should do a good deed every day."

Ruan Mingze: "..." I don't really want to tell them the truth.

The silent Ruan Mingze patted the corpse puppet standing beside him, twirling the prayer beads again, and while chanting the scriptures of super-salvation, he attacked the clay sculpture fiercely.

Unexpectedly, his attack with all his strength was not as effective as the scriptures he recited casually, but Ruan Mingze still did not change his face, and while chanting scriptures, he attacked the clay sculpture with a killer move that was fatal to ordinary people.

Amid the howling ghosts and wolves, Ruan Mingze's expression became more and more compassionate, as if the people who caused this situation were not the same at all, and he still felt sympathetic to these unlucky inhuman things.

Ning Qing didn't like the Buddha's light on Ruan Mingze very much, and was even farther away from him than Luo Zhan. While chanting sentences such as "Don't listen or listen to bastards chanting scriptures", while quickly blocking the path of the aura on the clay sculpture with a gavel, it was simply Very busy.

He didn't care at all about those flailing auras rushing towards him, he still did what he had to do, even though his internal organs were already aching like a fire, he still had a bright smile on his face, and his whole person looked very gentle.

Luo Zhan didn't bother to pay attention to these two patients who seemed to be in a bad state at first glance, and carefully dealt with the smell coming out of the clay sculpture.

He is different from Ruan Mingze, he is a demon cultivator himself, and he cannot fundamentally restrain the demon cultivators, and can only rely on the strength of the demon cultivators to suppress him to create an advantage.

Fortunately, although this temple is a demonic cultivator, it is actually the site of a Taoist cultivator. Otherwise, as the opponent is a world, he would have no possibility of suppressing the opponent at all.

So overall, Ruan Mingze was the most relaxed, and Ning Qing was the hardest and most injured.

Although he didn't show that he was injured at all.

But Ning Jian, who was far away from Yuxuzong, felt it.

He is connected with Ning Qing's fortune-telling, and once any major changes happen to Ning Qing, he will know immediately.

Therefore, after feeling the slight burning sensation, his face immediately changed, and he blurted out a belated assertion: "Oops, the balance has been broken!"

Yu Liguang was taken aback by his sound, frowned and thought for a while before realizing what happened. Looking at the battlefield in front of her, her complexion became particularly bad.

She said: "What a wise man! Anyway, it's just cannon fodder, so they don't have to feel bad about it, right?"

Ning Jian said in a deep voice: "It's useless to say these things... It's not wise to stop. If it can be saved, speed up the killing of other ghost cultivators!"

Ning Jian didn't need to remind him, Yu Liguang also knew this, so he immediately gave up his support position and rushed into the ghost cultivator with a lamp in his hand.

Clusters of delicate flames lit up, floating between the sky and the earth, every time they hit a ghost cultivator, the flames would burn all over his body. Full of angry flames.

Ning Jian didn't rush in to vent his anger, his eyes were full of hatred, but his hands were still steady, firmly holding the big formation in the night sky, trying to make every star exert its maximum strength, that's it It directly met the breath from another world.

The two of them exerted their strength together, and Ghost Xiu looked at each other into chaos, and the situation became even more one-sided.

Ning Qing at the bottom of the Nanwu Pool repelled a sharp breath, let out a little sigh, and felt her gradually clear perception, her eyes lit up, knowing that Ning Jian was starting to cooperate with her from a far away place, and she insisted Created a breathing space for myself.

The corners of her lips were hooked, and Ning Qing's eyes were tender and tender, and she couldn't help but whispered to herself softly: "This is what kind of pot goes with what kind of lid... It's a good match, and I should praise Gou Sheng when I go back."

Ruan Mingze didn't have a date, didn't want to eat dog food, and didn't feel that anything had changed, so he immediately turned his head away out of sight and out of mind.He still remembered the things that happened at the mass grave back then, and deeply felt that Ning Qing and Ning Jian who met each other were simply sick, much sicker than him, and they really shouldn't be in contact.

On the contrary, Luo Zhan was a little interested, looked at Ning Qing, and asked him: "Isn't the contract between the two of you two-way? No wonder you said you have a Taoist companion, and it is true that there is only one ceremony left."

Ning Qing said disapprovingly: "Any dating that is not for the purpose of marriage is just hooliganism. Ning Jian and I are not hooligans, so of course we wouldn't do that. But there should be quite a few hooligans like this in the Mingda Great Thousand Realm, right? In addition to hooligans and single dogs, it is also very pitiful, I don’t know if the dog food can be enough to eat.”

As soon as Ning Qing finished speaking, the clay sculpture on the opposite side suddenly opened its mouth and hiccupped. Everyone's movements froze for a while, and the temple was terribly silent.

"Could it be this?" Ruan Mingze's eyes widened.

Ning Qing also said in disbelief: "I didn't expect that there are so many single dogs over there. Look at this, maybe I haven't eaten dog food in eight hundred lifetimes? That's okay, I still have a lot here."

The corner of Luo Zhan's mouth twitched, he chose not to speak, and only gestured for Ning Qing to start his performance.

Ning Qing let out a groan, and while slapping the clay sculpture with a gavel, she said, "Speaking of which, Ning Jian didn't have any memories back then, but he relied on me. We slept on the same bed at that time..."

The clay sculpture burped again, his voice full of anger at being forced to feed dog food, but he couldn't do anything about Ning Qing, who was completely shameless and dared to say anything.

Hiccups came out of the clay sculpture one after another, Ruan Mingze and Luo Zhan gradually became numb to hearing it, and could only continue with their hands with a sullen face, until...

"Didn't Ning Jian have no body at that time? But I must say, his sword hilt is quite gorgeous..."

Ning Qing said it smoothly, but at this moment, whether it was Ruan Ming Zero Zhan or the Mingda Daqianjie cultivator who was monitoring this side, they seemed to hear the sound of something breaking.