As soon as Ning Cheng's voice transmission fell, all the monks in this hall felt a moment of emptiness, and then everyone fell like dumplings.
The igloo is gone, the big tripod and the magnificent hall are gone. The surroundings are still desolate, with potholes everywhere, and fragments of magic weapons everywhere. But everyone knows that they have come out of that terrible igloo.
Some monks knelt on the ground with excitement, and many people knew very well that if they delayed for a few days, they would never be able to get out again.
Numerous monks stepped forward to thank Ye Mo, and some monks even wanted to give Ning Cheng the spirit stone pill. However, thinking of Ning Cheng's washing hands with the spirit-washing real dew, and the nine-color mirage, they forcibly resisted this thought.
Ji Hanrui suddenly transmitted a voice to Ning Cheng Dao, "Brother Ning, everyone has seen you wash your hands with Ling Ling Zhen Lu, you have to pay attention."
Ning Cheng was shocked, he obviously didn't see anyone else. Washing Ling Zhenlu is not important to that old gas, but it is not insignificant to other monks.
Thinking of this, Ning Cheng felt more and more that he was too cheap for that old gas. Old Gas actually broadcasted him live, this bastard.
"Brother Ning, thank you for your life-saving grace. I am Li Lingfan, a disciple of the Tiandaomen. In the future, Brother Ning will go to my Tiandaomen. Li Lingfan will surely greet him with clogs." A young man with a perfect soul walked to Ning Cheng with a fist and thanked him. Very grateful for the air. When he was still in the igloo before, Ji Hanrui asked Ning Cheng in a low voice. He should have heard it. This is Brother Ning.
Liang Kexin knew that Ning Cheng didn't know much about these sects, so she quickly transmitted to Ning Cheng, "Tiandao Sect is one of the ten major sects in Tianzhou. The ranking is still above Luohong Jianzong."
Ning Cheng said with a fist hurriedly and politely. "I also got lucky to save Senior Brother Li. Or one day I will really go to the Tiandaomen to disturb him."
"Haha, I didn't expect Kong Cheng to be saved by a profound pill monk. Thank you, Brother Ning, your cultivation base is lower than mine, but you saved my life to Kong Cheng, and you will be my friend in the future." The mad man walked over in a few steps and thanked Ning Cheng with his fists.
Xin Hai hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Brother Ning. Senior Brother Kong Cheng is a true disciple of my Xingluo Mansion. You not only saved Senior Brother Kong Cheng but also saved me this time. Thank you very much. I also pretended to help you. It's really overwhelming..."
Ning Cheng and Kong Cheng patted Xin Hai on the shoulder and said, "Brother Xin, you are welcome. You really wanted to help me before, and I know it well. It just happened to save you..."
"Brother Ning, Zhong Nianyun from Piaoxue Palace, thank you for your life-saving grace. If Brother Ning has time to go to Piaoxue Palace in the future, Nianyun will definitely stay as a guest of honor." Another voice of thanks came. This time, it was a slightly shy and beautiful young female cultivator, who was cultivated on the sixth floor of the original soul.
Liang Kexin’s voice came in time, "Brother Ning, Piaoxue Palace is also one of the ten major sects of Tianzhou..."
Ning Cheng hurriedly returned the courtesy, and he felt that it was not without any benefit that he saved these people. Regardless of whether the gratitude is genuine or false, at least you can make more friends.
I thank Ningcheng for more and more monks. At this moment, the seven or eight shadows quickly fell on the periphery of everyone, "Why did you all suddenly appear? What happened?"
It was an old man with a red face. Ning Cheng knew when he saw the old man that he was another Huading monk. At the same time, Ning Cheng also saw the five monks he had met at the beginning, and they all had the same doubts and surprises at the same time.
Although because this ancient cave mansion suddenly came out, more than a thousand monks from various places fell, but more than half of the elites sent here to do missions by the various gates still survived.
Li Lingfan, who was the first to thank Ningcheng, was the first to stand up again, and bowed and said, "Return to Elder Yong, that ancient cave mansion is a magic weapon of the Yuanshen, and the Yuanshen put the magic weapon here in order to catch the Yuan. The soul of the cultivator below the soul realm was swallowed. This was used to restore his cultivation. Fortunately this time, Junior Brother Ning of the Rainbow Sword Sect saved all of us and frightened the soul..."
Li Lingfan's name is Ning Cheng Ning brother, it is not a contradiction to be called Junior Ning in front of this old man. He called Ning Cheng Ning brother to thank Ning Cheng for his life-saving grace. This is a respectable title. I am called Junior Brother Ning here because Ning Cheng's cultivation base is lower than him, and he and Ning Cheng are not of the same sect.
Several elders heard what Li Lingfan said before, and originally had countless questions to ask, but when they heard the last sentence, all of them focused on Ning Cheng.
"You saved the monks here?" Several elders Huading stared at Ning Cheng in unison and asked.
Ning Cheng knew that he had to find a reason for this.
Now several elders of Huading asked him at the same time, he didn't dare to be half-hearted, and quickly stepped forward and said, "Yes, because this cave is left by an ancient soul, and this soul is nourishing himself in a large cauldron. Just like that. Senior Brother Li just said that this soul is far from recovering, and can only devour the souls of our monks who have a lower cultivation base..."
"Even so, this primordial spirit can easily devour the souls of all of you, how can you save everyone?" This time, it was the beautiful woman in Xingluo Mansion who stared at Ning Cheng for questioning.
Ning Cheng hurriedly said everything in the cave, including the igloo, various virtual magic elixirs, and the karma house, and so on.
"So that primordial spirit is forced by cause and effect, so that the monks who enter can take the magic weapon first, and then do it?" Another Huading monk asked. This monk Huading turned pale, like a sick man, and his questioning tone made Ning Cheng uncomfortable.
"I guess so. I'm not very clear about the details." Ning Cheng replied cautiously.
The sick fellow Huading monk still stared at Ning Cheng and asked, "The other monks have been recruited, why didn't you get it? Instead, you forced the soul back?"
"Because I have a nine-color mirage, I didn't get the move. As for the soul to retreat, it is estimated that no cause and effect can be obtained from me..." Ning Cheng was very dissatisfied with the tone of the other party's question, although he answered the other party's words. But I felt uncomfortable. Is it good for him to save people? Is there such an attitude toward saviors
The sick man sneered, "Nine-colored mirage still has this effect? Why don't I know?"
Ning Cheng didn't bother to answer at all this time. Who this guy thought he was? He dragged him like a criminal.
"You will elaborate on how you used the mirage. Are there any other secrets that have not been revealed?" The sick man Huading was obviously dissatisfied with Ning Cheng's answer, and his tone became more severe.
Ning Cheng got angry and immediately sneered, "Who are you? It's on my head? I belong to Luohong Sword Sect. The monks here are all saved by me. I didn't expect some white-eyed wolves to thank me. I am. How can I not be disturbed? It's up to you. I don't want to say what can you do to me?"
He didn't know which sect the sick man belonged to, but he was sure to save a disciple of this sect. Even if this guy doesn't thank him, he actually relied on his own cultivation base to ask him in a cross-questioning tone. Want to ask his secret? Stop dreaming.
"The little beast is looking for death..." The sick man was full of murderous aura, and he raised his hand and grabbed it to Ning Cheng.
At this moment, Ning Cheng immediately felt that his surroundings were imprisoned, and he couldn't even move it. Ning Cheng was dumbfounded, what a powerful cultivation base.
"Bang" at the same time stretched out the other hand, blocking the sick man's grasping Ning Cheng's hand. The turbulent true essence burst into a huge pothole in the distance.
"When does my disciple of the Luohong Sword Sect need a lesson from the Scarlet Star Sword Sect? Could it be that your Scarlet Star Sword Sect has unified the entire Celestial Continent?" A disdainful voice came, and Ning Cheng knew that his guess was correct, Luo Hong The elder Bei of Jianzong made a shot.
"Such a little Xuandan beast, no big or small, can't I teach you a lesson? You are too short to protect you, right?" The sick man was still aggrieved.
Ning Cheng sneered, "Old beast, you shouldn't pretend to be in front of the little master, don't take yourself seriously. I don't know what school of the Scarlet Star Sword School is, but I can think of ungrateful trash like you. Don't say that your grandpa has no secrets. Even if there are secrets, what's the matter with you, an old beast? Why don't you tell me your secrets? Idiot, you are so old that you have lived as a dog."
Although the sick man's cultivation and strength had strengthened Ning Cheng countless times, he was not Ning Cheng's opponent when he multiplied by one thousand when it came to cursing and rebutting. After being scolded by Ning Cheng during such a call, he suddenly trembled with anger, and his face became even more pale.
However, he also knew that if you had Beiyou posted here, he absolutely couldn't help Ningcheng.
You Bei was upset and said to Ning Cheng with a calm face on the surface, "Ning Cheng, although some people should be scolded, but your cultivation level is still low, there is also a matter of etiquette. If you have the opportunity in the future, you must go to the Scarlet Star Sword Sect. Explain clearly."
"Yes, I understand." Ning Cheng just accepts wherever he doesn't know. He cursed people not entirely for the purpose of venting, but also to block the mouths of the other Huading monks, and don't let these Huading monks interrogate him one by one.
After returning to the Fallen Sword Sect, he had this reward, and he could go to the small spirit realm to practice. What happens outside is not his business.
"Dear fellow daoists, you judge, a little Xuandan ant is so uncultivated..." The sick man of the Scarlet Star Sword Sect obviously couldn't calm down in his heart.
"Okay, okay, everyone will miss one sentence. It's not a great thing. Besides, Ning Cheng of the Luo Hong Jianzong has made great efforts this time to save so many elite disciples of the sect. We shouldn't Treat him as a prisoner to cross-examine." A thinner monk stood up and said.
The rest of the Huading cultivators all said something to Ning Cheng. Ning Cheng saved so many of their elite disciples this time. Which elder here would be unhappy
As expected, these elders were as good as Ning Cheng had imagined. No one continued to ask why Ning Cheng could withstand the temptation. They all spoke out and invited Ning Cheng to visit their sect.
Ning Cheng declined one by one, no matter whether it was a kind invitation or an unkind invitation. His strength is so poor, and now he has a contribution point, just when he needs to go to practice, how can he go to other sects to waste time and find danger
(Fifth more!)
(To be continued...)