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Ning Qing stared at the long sword for a while, and the long sword continued to pretend to be dead with firm will.

Tsk-tsk twice, Ning Qing turned it over and looked at the long sword several times, but couldn't find any inscriptions anywhere, and had no way of knowing the specific name of the sword, so she had to hold her hand resentfully.

Ning Qing really didn't dare to tease a magic weapon of this quality too much, after all, they were not familiar with it yet.

In fact, the term magic weapon is just a general term.

In the realm of comprehension, magical artifacts are the lowest level. To advance to a magical artifact, the owner needs to keep nurturing and refining it.If you still want to break away from the scope of simple objects, you have to hone yourself in countless applications, in order to seek opportunities, and independently conceive the spirit of the weapon and advance to the spiritual treasure.

Being able to give birth to spiritual wisdom and condense into a phantom in human form, at least it is a middle-grade spiritual treasure.It's just that it's damaged now, and its aura is really not that strong, it's closer to a magic weapon.

Tsk-tsk again, Ning Qing thought about how to put the sword on, otherwise it would be too ostentatious.He reached out to touch the storage bag, but it was empty.Only then did he realize that he had thrown away the storage bag.

There was no way, Ning Qing glanced at her whole body, and pinned the sword to her belt.

Although it's not very elegant, let's just make do with it.

Changjian remained silent, still stiffly pretending to be dead.

"Your hobby is a bit strange." Ning Qing slapped the blade of the sword, and walked around the cave with old-fashioned steps. It doesn't matter if you like to lie flat, but you can't lose the chain at critical moments."

The long sword trembled slightly. If Ning Qing hadn't been paying attention, she might not have noticed such a slight movement.

Oh, it seems quite shy.Ning Qing walked around the cave while thinking about it.

Originally thinking that the place where a magic weapon of this quality stayed, there would be other treasures that would be somewhat suitable. With the mentality of not letting go of an inch of land, the poor ghost Ning Qing wandered back and forth in the cave.Unfortunately, he didn't find anything else at all, so he could only walk out of the cave without saying a word for a while.

Ning Qing said with emotion: "You are really poor, you don't even have a pair of pants."

Poorer than him, completely poor and white.

The long sword trembled, and there was a little bit of grievance.

"...Aren't you pretending to be dead at this time?" Ning Qing twitched the corner of her mouth, but didn't say anything more.Well, he shouldn't be too greedy.

The long sword stopped moving, hanging on Ning Qing's waistband, An Jing seemed to have died again.

Ning Qing shook her head, and walked forward quietly without speaking.With his good eyesight after cultivation, he can still see clearly in the dark without affecting his speed.

After a while, Ning Qing returned to the entrance of the cave, and stepped out of the cave without thinking.

At this moment, the long sword suddenly jumped up and floated into the air.

Ning Qing froze for a moment, then naturally stepped out of the cave with the other foot and stood still, looking up at the sword.

The sword body emitted a dazzling light, directly covering the place where Ning Qing could see.The cave that originally held the long sword shook, and the aura of heaven and earth inside had undergone drastic changes, rushing towards the long sword.

The mysterious fluctuation appeared slightly, and turned to another place strangely. Ning Qing subconsciously followed it, and found that it was tens of miles away.Like a canyon, there was a burst of fluctuations in an instant, and the change of spiritual energy was extremely mysterious, flashing to a distant place, just like the moment when a heavenly treasure was born.

After doing all this, the light of the long sword disappeared and slowly fell back into Ning Qing's hands.

Ning Qing looked down and saw that the blade of the sword was no longer shiny, but gray.The whole sword has no aura, just like an ordinary weapon.The complicated dark patterns on it disappeared, and even the pearls and jades were dull, like fakes that could be seen through at a glance, not high-grade at all.

Looking back, Ning Qing found that the cave had shrunk a lot, except for the mottled stone walls and stone milk, there were only some moss left.

No trace was left.

Ning Qing lowered her eyelids, and lightly stroked the blade. This time, the long sword lay quietly in his palm, without any response, as if she was exhausted and fell asleep from exhaustion.

Raising his head, Ning Qing saw all kinds of escaping lights rising into the sky, one after another escaping lights flashed across his head, roaring and rushing to the distance, no one noticed the movement on the top of the mountain.

It turned out to be the case.

Ning Qing put the sword back on her waist, pretended nothing happened, and looked far away, only to realize that she was at the top of the mountain.

The peak is bare, and the mountainside is covered with soft grass, swaying in the wind, extending to the village below.

Looking at the familiar village, Ning Qing realized that the place where he landed was not a dangerous central place at all, but a small hill that was not particularly dangerous.

This place is called Xiaoqing Mountain, and there are only a few small villages around it. The one you can clearly see when looking east is Ning Qing's hometown, Donghe Village, and his destination, Puming Mansion, is at least a thousand miles away. distance.

Ning Qing sneered, secretly thinking that the teleportation array in Luyang City was indeed inaccurate, and the error would not be so large.It is estimated that those people would not dare to attack directly in the city, thinking of sending him to a dangerous place.It's a pity that my hometown is not in Central Continent, no matter how dangerous it is, where can it be?

The most dangerous part of Donghe Village is Xiaoqing Mountain, a small mountain bun that looks a bit like a spinach bun.

Ning Qing thought of the rumors about Xiaoqing Mountain, such as the magic weapon left by the monk thousands of years ago, and couldn't help touching the sword at his waist again.

In those years when he was a child, he saw treasure hunters going up the mountain more than once, and it is estimated that he has not stopped in these years.No wonder there were a few flashes of light just now, the location is near Xiaoqing Mountain, it turned out that some people still didn't give up.

It's a pity that the magic weapon has no chance with them.

Ning Qing smiled slightly, glanced at Xiaoqing Mountain, which was a little boiling, and walked back halfway up the mountain swaggeringly.

Under the vigilant and clear eyes of several low-level casual cultivators, Ning Qing rushed to the edge of Xiaoqing Mountain with them, wearing a long sword that didn't look very good.

Just like a curious passer-by, apart from a bit of arrogance, there is no violation at all.

This is also related to the fact that most of the people who came to see the excitement were casual cultivators.

These casual cultivation realms are actually very low, the high ones are only in the early stage of soul cultivation, and the low ones have just stepped into body forging.Mostly because they couldn't get along in Central Continent, or felt that the gap was too great, they went to Dongyun Continent where the aura was not abundant, and used tiger skins as a banner in this area.

They are good at protecting themselves, often have a tough heart, and a body that can withstand torture.In the face of Ning Qing, who is dressed like a beggar and a rich second generation, they will be careful not to cause trouble.

Although Ning Qing is only at the early stage of Qi refining, who knows if there is a late Jindan stage behind him?

Ning Qing didn't know their psychology very well, she just imitated their appearance, huddled with them, and looked into the distance, but they couldn't see anything.

It's useless even if you see it, the treasure already belongs to Ning Qing.

Sure enough, handsome people are not the same. In this world, the only thing to look at is face, and even the choice of a sword depends on face!

Ning Qing thought intoxicatedly, that nasty expression coupled with his ragged attire made the people around him creepy, and they kept stepping away, and soon his surroundings became a vacuum.

Onlookers who don't know the truth: ...Is this a disease?

Ning Qing looked at the retreating crowd and met their eyes watching the play. Before he could speak, a few flashes of light fell, interrupting his train of thought.

The monk exuding great coercion jumped off the magic weapon and walked towards them.

Among these monks, some were wearing moon-white robes with golden edges, which was the unique attire of the deacon disciples of the inner sect of the Yuxu Sect.Those who wear other similar styles of clothing should be deacon disciples of other sects.

Although the costumes are different, the unhappy expression is exactly the same.

They were dressed gorgeously like a blind date, and looked miserable like they were going to a funeral.

From that look, you can tell that none of them got the treasure.

Ning Qing blinked, expressing her joy in her heart, but like everyone else, her face showed a little envy and jealousy.

This kind of performance made the menacing deacons feel a little better.

Since Ning Qing stood out from the crowd, several deacons saw him at a glance, and quickly recognized which disciple it was.

It's really that Ning Qing's name has spread too widely, and the snake spirit disease that was described by Jin Dan's real person in the legend is indeed not a very pleasant word.

The deacons are not afraid of the snake spirit disease, but Ning Qing is different. Ning Qing is the snake spirit disease that will sue the parents. If they want to be embarrassed, they have to weigh it in their hearts.

Several people exchanged glances with each other, and the leading disciple of the Yuxu Sect deacon took a step forward, and asked in a pleasant manner, "But Master Nephew Ning Qing is in person?"

Ning Qing raised her eyebrows, she didn't expect the other party to be so polite, her heart moved, she had a plan, but her face remained calm, she grinned and said: "It's me. Good afternoon, uncle, have you eaten yet?"

The other party twitched, cleared his throat, and said, "The poor Taoist has already been fasted."

Ning Qing turned pale with shock: "Uncle, why are you so overwhelmed? The so-called food, drink and clothing in life, Ye Zhenren has to eat lunch!"

The deacon's disciple thought that this man was indeed a snake spirit, he answered vaguely, and wanted to ask more questions, but was cut off.

"Have you seen anything you shouldn't have seen?"

Ning Qing was taken aback when she heard the words, the voice sounded familiar.Turning his head to look, he saw a monk walking towards him, his eyes were almost hurt by the snow-green Taoist robe with white edges.

He had seen this person before, it was the one in the phantom when he took the sword.

"What shouldn't I see?" With a dazed expression on her face, Ning Qing paused, then slapped her thigh suddenly: "Oh, is that a genius treasure? Was a genius treasure really born? Was it cut off?" Is it? Which hero is so brave?"

The man raised his eyebrows, glanced at the sword in Ning Qing's waist, and said impatiently: "What's your upbringing? You dare to talk nonsense when you ask seniors! Just tell me if there is any?"

Ning Qing frowned, and said in disapproval: "Master, who is it that blurred your eyes so that you don't pay attention to me? I think Master Ye is very happy to discuss my upbringing. You discuss and discuss, do you want to give you his contact information?"

As soon as the deacon's disciples saw Ning Qing start flirting with Ye Haoyuan, they knew something was wrong.According to what he knew about Ning Qing's personality, if he didn't make it right, he might actually do the matter of Fei Jian passing on the letter to Ye Haoyuan and discussing the parenting issue with the other party in detail.

He hurriedly coughed a few times and interrupted Xueqing Taoist robed monk: "Your Daoist Yuan was joking, Master Nephew Ning has always been respectful, even Master Ye praised it."

Ning Qing snorted, "Of course, I'm highly educated, but I'm just a bit of a farmer!"

The deacon's disciple choked for a moment, and hurriedly said to Ning Qing: "My nephew is coming back to visit relatives, right? Why are you here?"

Ning Qing smacked her lips regretfully, as if regretting that there was no quarrel, and said weakly: "Don't mention it, I was going to Puming Mansion, who thought of the teleportation accident. Those profiteers in Luyang City, hum."

The deacon's disciple knew it well, and he said a few words of relief in a low voice, before reminding Ning Qing to go back earlier.

Ning Qing waved her hands indifferently, turned around, hummed a little tune with her hands behind her back, and planned to leave.

The cultivator in the Xueqing Taoist robe was extremely unhappy, he reached out his hand to stop him and said, "Wait! You want to leave before you ask anything?"

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Ning Qing: You must cultivate the Dao of Early Proof, don't follow my uncles who went on hunger strike, and don't learn how I eat and drink while relying on a handsome face.

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