Chapter 72 Take off, Dad!

Sunset forest, two eyes of ice and fire.

Four strong men, onlookers.

"Fengzhi, how's it going?"

Seeing that Ning Xiaotian got out of his cultivation state and stood up, Sword Douluo looked at Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Fengzhi squeezed his stick tightly, his sword eyes flickering,

"The energy concentration in the surroundings has indeed increased slightly."

"But..."

Jian Douluo looked up at the sky, the scorching sun was not in sight, only the orange brilliance pierced through the fog and hit the sky. In the place where Ning Xiaotian just sat,

"Tian'er's ability seems to have something to do with the weather!"

Ning Xiaotian's pace was stagnant, and he said awkwardly:

"This... Sun Moon Xing Hui Lan's ability is indeed true. It has to be under the sun and the stars and moon to be most effective."

"It doesn't matter, just wait until I go back and instruct the craftsmen to remodel Tian'er's room!" Ning Fengzhi said lightly, anything that can be solved with money is all that matters. It doesn't matter.

Sword Douluo nodded, glanced at Ning Xiaotian, his eyes lit up, and he said:

"Fengzhi, do you want to build a few more floors and send the disciples with high qualifications in the sect to live there?"

"We'll talk about this later!"

Ning Fengzhi shook his head,

"For the time being, the evolution of the martial soul should not be leaked. Besides, Tian'er's ability is still weak and has little effect."

"And..."

Ning Fengzhi sighed and said,

"The recent movements of the martial arts hall are really a little bit. Great!"

"Yesterday, after you left, the Spirit Hall published a shocking book on spirit master theory. Today, the Spirit Hall has frequent personnel transfers in the various sub-halls of the empire. His Majesty the Emperor is very sensitive now."

"We In the near future, don't spend too much trouble, and don't have any contact with Spirit Hall."

"Okay!"

Sword Douluo nodded his forehead.

Dugu Bo subconsciously glanced at Ning Xiaotian, his face was a little weird, buddy, the source is here.

Hey, sooner or later we have to show off, so I can't keep a low profile anymore... Ning Xiaotian raised his chest and said faintly,

"Father, in fact, that spirit master theory was written by a child!"

He turned to look at Dugu Bo who came back with Ning Xiaotian.

The other party actually nodded!

Ning Fengzhi turned to look at Ning Xiaotian again, his expression still a little suspicious, and said,

"Tian'er, is it true?"

Hmph, can it be fake? Don't bully the poor boy... Ning Xiaotian pinched his index finger and thumb, raised it to his eyes, and opened it slightly, saying,

"Actually, the inner story of the frequent mobilization of Wuhundian personnel, the child also knows so much!"

Why don't I know? Dugu Bo joined the crowd of onlookers who didn't know the truth. His eyes were full of curiosity, and he quickly asked:

"Grandson-in-law, what do you say?

" Restricted and modest,

"I just gave Bibi Dong a suggestion..."

Afterwards, Ning Xiaotian confessed and was lenient, and told everyone truthfully the causes and consequences of writing the martial arts theory, as well as the platform gameplay and ideas dedicated to Bibi Dong.

"This is a little bit?" Dugu Bo glared.

"Stinky boy, don't tell me sooner... Look at how nervous your father has been these past two days!"

Sword Douluo pretended to be angry.

"You didn't ask!"

Ning Xiaotian muttered aggrievedly, who asked you to ask all about gossip when you were interrogated, but he was dragged to Binghuo Liangyiyan to work the next day, how could he have time? Too much explanation.

"Uncle Jian, it's alright... We didn't ask more questions when Tian'er came back that day."

Ning Fengzhi waved his hand and said,

"And what Tian'er did is right, this move can really get us out of suspicion. Seek the best interests!"

Ning Xiaotian immediately hugged Ning Fengzhi's thigh, and the rainbow fart patted him,

"Hey, Dad still loves me!"

"You little slick..."

Ning Fengzhi scolded with a smile, and then rubbed Ning in relief. Tiny little brain.

"Fengzhi, what about the two immortal grasses?"

Bone Douluo turned his head and interjected with a tangled expression.

"I'm old and my qualifications are limited, so keep that Qiluo tulip for Rongrong!"

Ning Fengzhi looked down at Ning Xiaotian, his eyes full of tenderness, he said cheerfully.

The child is the future of him and the sect!

"Then father will eat the 9th grade Zizhi now!"

After speaking, Ning Xiaotian released Ning Fengzhi's thigh, ran to the 9th grade Zizhi, stuck his hand in and twisted it, and pulled it out, leaving only a small part of the stem. The rod is still in the ground.

The invincible hand is really easy to use!

Picking up the broken soil on the ganoderma, Ning Xiaotian got up and walked quickly to Ning Fengzhi, reaching out and handing it,

"Dad, here! Just chew and swallow..."

"Okay, I'm looking forward to it too!"

Ning Fengzhi smiled After taking it, although his expression was calm, the right hand holding the ninth-grade Zizhi trembled slightly.

After being stuck at level 79 for many years, today is finally expected to break through the shackles of martial arts. Even Ning Fengzhi, who was usually calm and calm, was inevitably a little nervous.

He sat down slowly and handed the cane to Ning Xiaotian. Ning Fengzhi looked at the ninth-grade Zizhi in his hands, took a deep breath, and then gracefully put it into his mouth, chewed it carefully, tilted his head slightly, and swallowed it all into his stomach. middle.

Just closing his eyes for a moment, a faint purple light appeared on Ning Fengzhi's body, and after that, fine black juice began to seep out of the skin all over his body.

The faint stench hit, everyone covered their noses subconsciously, and took a few steps back without looking.

Ning Xiaotian was not idle either, took out a small shovel and walked in front of the fairy grass eight-leaf gladiolus, slowly squatted down, his little face was close to the ground, and carefully shoveled the soil along the root system with the shovel.

Half a moment later, a white "little radish" with roots like ginseng and wearing a green leaf crown appeared in Ning Xiaotian's hands. behind him.

Ning Xiaotian grinned and handed it over,

"Grandpa Jian, here it is! Cut off the top of the leaf crown and swallow the root. These leaves are extremely sharp. Be careful not to get stuck when cutting them."

"Good boy!"

Sword Douluo's eyes were bright, his nose twitched, he sighed softly, and took it carefully.

Immediately, he found an open space, sat down cross-legged, waved his hand, the green leaf crown fell in response, and was caught by Sword Douluo with his soul power, he swung backwards, and fell into the ground.

As expected of a swordsman, he can show off wherever he goes... Looking at Sword Douluo, who closed his eyes and absorbed the medicinal power, Ning Xiaotian's mouth twitched, and a feeling called jealousy came to his mind,

"Damn, today's lemons are not good." eat!

Turning his head to Bone Douluo, Ning Xiaotian said softly,

"Grandpa Bone, the immortal grass prepared for you is quite special, I'm afraid it will take until Father and Grandpa Jian wake up!"

"It's okay!"

Bone Douluo said coolly .

Ning Xiaotian had nothing to say, squatted down on the spot, glanced at Dad occasionally, lowered his head again, and continued to draw circles.

"Creak ..."

"Fengzhi, how is it?"

Ning Xiaotian just raised his head when Bone Douluo walked over to Ning Fengzhi who had just stood up.

Ning Fengzhi smiled and summoned his martial spirit, which was still only at the seventh level, and Bone Douluo's eyes dimmed.

Ning Fengzhi still smiled, with a wave of his hand, he retracted his martial soul, raised his head, and the corner of his mouth opened lightly:

"Level 80!"

"I'am Level 80! "

"Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh I'am Level 80! Now "