Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

Chapter 330: The blackened apprentice of the master of cultivation (10)

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After Ning Yishu returned to his shabby house, his mood was uneasy.

When Bai Weiwei woke up, she would probably kill him.

He must run away immediately.

However, Tianhong Mountain has a great formation to protect the mountain. If you don't have a token to go out, you can't go out at all.

He was shouting and fighting in Tianhong Mountain, and he couldn't get the token to go out at all.

Should I just wait to die

Just now... He shouldn't have run away, but stabbed Bai Weiwei to death with a backhand knife.

Ning Yishu thought that he would die soon, after all, he understood Bai Weiwei's temperament.

He treated her like that, and it was easy for her to peel him and cramp.

But after a few days of trepidation, Bai Weiwei seemed to have forgotten him, so she didn't call anyone to kill him.

Ning Yishu asked about it, only to know that the secret realm of Chiyin Mountain was about to be opened.

All the major sects have sent people, ready to enter to capture the fairy treasures in the secret realm.

Bai Weiwei is busy with this and has no time to care about him.

Ning Yishu did not breathe a sigh of relief, because he knew that the crisis had not really passed.

If he is strong enough...

Ning Yishu calmed down and meditated to draw Qi into his body.

But as before, his dantian was extremely empty, and the spiritual energy in the air could not be stored at all.

Ning Yishu clenched his fists and slammed into the ground, unable to smash a single crack, but his hand was shaken to the point of pain.

He suppressed his anger, walked over to the table, and started flipping through the book.

Someone like this happened to him before.

The single spiritual root is blocked and cannot absorb the spiritual energy.

There is a strange treasure called Tianqinghua, which grows in the secret realm of Chiyin Mountain and has a miraculous effect on the blockage of spiritual roots.

But only disciples above the foundation stage are eligible to enter.

And he, the first floor is not in the Qi training period, and he is not qualified to accompany him at all.

At first, he planned to use the dagger as a magic weapon to bribe the leader to get a place.

But now...

"Ning Yishu, my uncle called you to Tianling Palace."

Suddenly, a disciple of the Foundation Establishment period outside the door rudely kicked the door and said.

Ning Yishu lowered his head, hiding the indifference in his eyes, and said honestly, "I'll go right now."

Should come or will come.

Bai Weiwei really won't let him go.

He walked out of the wooden house and walked forward with heavy steps to the most magnificent and magnificent hall in Tianhong Mountain.

He thought that Bai Weiwei asked him to come to Tianling Palace to execute him.

Because this hall is the place where the disciples gather when they have something to do.

But when he came here, he discovered that all the disciples of Tianhong Mountain had come.

The hustle and bustle crowded the people in the hall.

"I heard that the secret realm opened early, and the uncle plans to lead the team in person, and set off for Chiyin Mountain today."

"Yes, I heard that this is the last time the secret realm will be opened, so even the master has returned."

Ning Yishu heard the conversation of the person next to him, his face was expressionless, and he did not reveal his disappointment.

Because he knew that this trip to the secret realm had nothing to do with him.

Suddenly, the bell outside the door rang, resounding throughout the hall.

The main entrance of the hall slammed open.

"Master, Master Uncle is here."

Everyone looked at the front door, and suddenly a faint aroma filled the air.

Ning Yishu smelled the familiar fragrance, and Bai Weiwei's beautiful and tender body seemed to flash in front of her eyes.

His jaw tightened, and he quickly waved that picture away.

Then he looked up secretly, but froze again.

The morning light poured in at the door, and the woman who stepped into the hall was dressed in a water-colored wide-sleeved flying fairy dress, with black hair hanging down her shoulders, her skin as light as snow, and her eyebrows were so delicate that it enticed the soul.

It is not that there are no beautiful disciples around.

But when she stepped into this hall, everyone went dark.

As if only she could shine.