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Cultivation?

Ning Zhong was stunned, not quite understanding what Cang Li meant, he looked up at Cang Li, and asked back: "Me? Can I?"

Cang Li nodded, with a natural expression.

Ning Zhong frowned slightly, and the doubts in his heart were even worse, "But it didn't mean that most of the mortal exercises are incomplete. If you practice for a lifetime, you will live a year and a half longer than ordinary people, and I am too old. Is it impossible to cultivate?"

Cang Li touched his nose in embarrassment, and complained in a low voice: "You remember it really clearly."

"Of course it's clear. I was hit hard at that time." Ning Zhong hummed dissatisfiedly, obviously thinking of the unhappiness last time, "Now he suddenly said that I can cultivate immortals, so it's not just trying to whet my appetite again right?"

Cang Li spread his hands and said with a smile: "I didn't whet your appetite this time, you can really practice, although your age is not the golden age of cultivation, and the mortal skills are indeed incomplete, but The exercises I have in my hands are simply not comparable to those rags in the world, even people over half a hundred years old can cleanse their marrow and start over."

"Oh? So powerful?" Ning Zhong raised his eyebrows, looking at Cang Li with a smile on his face. It was obviously a compliment, but Cang Li couldn't feel any compliment.

Sure enough, before Cang Li could say anything, Ning Zhong held his chest and raised his head and asked him: "Since there is such a good thing, why didn't you take it out earlier?"

After asking, I felt a little inappropriate, the relationship between Cangli and him seemed to have not reached the point where I would share something good with him, and it was completely Cangli's freedom to take out that kind of superior exercises. , What kind of trouble is this somewhat blaming tone of myself.

Ning Zhong felt a little uncomfortable. When Cang Li told him that he could not cultivate, he felt a little lost. Now that Cang Li told him that he could practice, he felt even more unhappy for no reason. It was really contradictory.

In fact, he doesn't care much about whether he can cultivate immortality or not. What he cares more about is Cangli's dishonesty, which makes him feel a subtle feeling of being deceived.

However, he seemed to have no position to ask Cang Li to bring in all the things. Thinking of this, he suddenly felt more stuffy. Ning Zhong pursed his mouth, his little head drooped suddenly, and he looked a little listless.

Cang Li didn't think much about it, just coughed lightly, his head was running fast, trying to make up a reasonable explanation, "Actually, there is a reason why I didn't tell you at the beginning, I do have a lot of high-quality exercises in my hand , you can indeed practice, but you have passed the golden age of cultivation after all. If you want to practice, you must first wash your marrow, and the process of washing your marrow is really too painful. I always thought your temper was too soft , may not be able to survive, so I didn't say it, but now I have changed my mind."

After hearing Cang Li's words, Ning Zhong's eyes lit up, but quickly dimmed. He raised his head, looked at Cang Li suspiciously, and asked in a low voice: "Really?"

Cang Li nodded, the expression on his face was frank, "Of course it's true, how could I lie to you?"

"You really don't need to lie to me." Ning Zhong responded obediently, seeming to agree with Cang Li's words.

"That's right." Cang Li narrowed his eyes with a satisfied smile, and continued to follow the temptation: "Now you just need to answer me, do you want to cultivate immortality? As long as you want, I can give you the best exercises to help you Washing the marrow, leading you into the Tao, even if your talent is weaker, you can't cultivate to the sky, at least you can keep your face forever, and you can live for thousands of years."

Cang Li spoke with high spirits, impatient to show his strong side in front of Ning Zhong, such a triumphant appearance, as if asking Ning Zhong for credit.

Ning Zhong pursed his lips and listened to Cang Li's words, but he didn't feel too much surprise. He felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't find it. In short, there was a strong sense of disobedience, which made him at a loss as to what to do.

"Not anymore." Ning Zhong said as he lowered his eyes.

"Huh?" Cang Li picked out his ears, and couldn't believe what he heard. He squinted his eyes, looked at the pretty guy in front of him who was clearly lacking in interest, and asked in a deep voice, "Why? Didn't you just say that before?" Do you want to cultivate immortality?"

"Actually, I don't think so. I don't have much pursuit as a person. My biggest wish is to find someone to know and stay with each other. If I am lucky enough to meet him, I hope to grow old and die together with him. How long life is and how strong is actually not that important. I participated in the competition for fragments in the hope that I could make a wish to the immortal king and meet someone who is destined to spend the rest of my life with me. Immortal cultivation or something, It shouldn't be suitable for me." Ning Zhong sat by the medicine stove with a slight smile on his face, as if he was imagining some beautiful picture.

In fact, the reason he said is very far-fetched. Although it is his true thought, it is definitely not a reason for refusing to cultivate immortality. As for the real reason for his refusal to cultivate immortality, Ning Zhong himself is not clear.

He always felt that Cang Li had something to hide from him, and this perception made him extremely uncomfortable, probably because of this awkward psychology, he didn't want to easily grant Cang Li's wish, and he didn't know what he was being hypocritical about. But the words have been spoken, and he can't take them back.

Cang Li was silent and didn't speak for a long time. There was a kind of ignorance in his heart that he had nowhere to vent. Standing in front of Ning Zhong, a handsome and powerful high-quality man like him, this guy was still thinking about the fate of Lao Shizi. Is there anyone more destined than him?

Cang was so angry in his heart that he completely forgot his identity as a "Qi Ling".

He felt irritable, but he had been in a high position for a long time, so he couldn't let go of his body to say more. After all, Ning Zhong had already refused. Could it be that he still humbly begged him to cultivate immortality?

The two had their own thoughts in their hearts, and the atmosphere was a little weird for a while.

The medicine furnace made a rumbling sound, as if reminding the two of them of something.

Cang Li glanced at Ning Zhong's slightly pale face due to the injury, and the anger in his heart suddenly went away. He sighed, and said helplessly: "Healing is the most important thing. I'll talk about cultivating immortals later."

"Um……"

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The author has something to say: Cough, I can say that I planned to let my little Ningning start to learn about cultivation from here, but I thought it was wrong, the little bastard Cang Li talks so much nonsense, if my little Ningning listens like this If he said that, then Cang would have to go to heaven without it!

The author (with an indifferent face) looked at Cang Li: Hmph, if you let my little Ning Ning cultivate immortality, I will tell you that I have the final say!And let you be so stubborn, I want to give Xiao Ningning to someone else? (???)?☆

Heck, cough, don't care about the stupid author who is suddenly caught by a dramatist (ˊ?ˋ*)?

In the next chapter, I will briefly explain Ye Shumiao’s follow-up, and then I can enter the next chapter, and then I will enter v from the fourth fragment (ˊ?ˋ*)? Will there be a million-word update at that time~