Chapter 878 Yan Chixia
This demonic fire is a natural fire in heaven and earth.
Extremely miraculous.
Used to make elixirs, it can assist in refining wonderful elixirs.
Ding Ling didn't know where Pudu Cihang found this demonic fire, but now that the pill was refined, it was an advantage for him.
As soon as his heart moved, the top cover of the alchemy furnace was opened, and the three pills at the bottom of the furnace shot out like lightning, trying to run away.
But they are in the storage space, where can they go?
After they circled around in the storage space like a stream of light for a few times, each of them seemed to be in a daze.
It was vibrating in mid-air.
He kept spinning in circles, as if looking for a way out.
‘So spiritual! ’
Ding Ling raised his eyebrows slightly. As the pills were completed, they became extremely psychic.
"However, there has been no qualitative change in the potency and energy of this pill. It's just that the spirituality in it seems to be very different. I don't know what its use is?"
Ding Ling did not swallow the elixir now. Instead, he turned to look at Fu Qingfeng and his party and said:
"Guobei County also posted notices?"
"Not yet. But the county next door has already posted it. I think we will come to Guobei County soon."
"It seems that Pudu Cihang is in a hurry."
Ding Ling said calmly:
"This place in Guobei County is a mess. Please pay attention to your safety. Also, if you can find a better place to live, leave Guobei County."
Ding Ling noticed that densely packed colorful threads fell in the void and took root in the bodies of Fu Qingfeng and his party.
What surprised him was just that.
The colored threads were automatically rejected by the bodies of Fu Tianchou and Zuo Qianhu, and they could not be integrated into their souls.
Fu Qingfeng and Fu Yuechi are slightly worse.
But compared to people outside.
This colored thread took root in their bodies and penetrated their souls very slowly.
Think for a moment.
Ding Ling realized it and thought to himself:
"Is it possible that it has something to do with people's willpower, character, etc. The more upright, strong, innocent, and kind a person is, the less likely they are to be contaminated by colored threads?"
This is the only explanation I can think of.
Otherwise, why couldn't the colorful thread harm Zuo Qianhu and Fu Tianqiu at all?
These two people are not afraid of life and death, they serve the country and the people, they hate evil as much as they hate it, and they are upright to the extreme!
Compared with Fu Qingfeng and Fu Yuechi, their willpower is stronger.
"Where are you going, Master Ding?"
Zuo Qianhu said respectfully:
"I lost a bet before. But I don't know what Ding Daxia is going to do? As long as I can do it, I will go through fire and water, no matter what."
"It's not that serious."
Ding Ling patted Zuo Qianhu on the shoulder:
"I may establish a sect in this world soon. Then you can be the protector of the sect."
"yes!"
"As for now. I need to go out."
Ding Ling took one step forward and the person disappeared out of the window:
"Qilin Ma has a deep connection with me. You guys will stay here for the time being. Wait for my news."
Ding Ling left Guobei County.
Walking on the flowing light all the way.
God-level meditation method scans all directions.
The boundary of Lanruo Temple was quickly locked.
He fell from the void.
Walk slowly towards the depths of Lanruo Temple.
This area is full of dense forests and there are many wild animals!
Especially now that it is evening, it looks even more eerie.
Except for some players and ascendants who linger here, almost no local natives dare to set foot here.
Ding Ling activated Babel's ear.
In an instant.
Various chatter sounds flooded into my ears.
"Haha. I don't know how many men Nie Xiaoqian has slept with. I've seen on the forum that several players have romantic relationships with Nie Xiaoqian!"
"But they are all dead. Nie Xiaoqian was coerced by the tree demon. Even if her heart is soft, her hands will not be soft!"
"It's so cool to die under the peonies! It's worth dying to spend a night with a top beauty like Nie Xiaoqian!"
…
This is what players are talking about.
It's obvious.
They came to Lanruo Temple out of sheer audacity and wanted to have a kiss!
Players can't die!
Although if you die too many times, you will become an idiot, but dying once or twice is not a big problem. This is also the reason why many players come to Lanruo Temple to "die" when they have a heart attack.
certainly.
There are also some players who are serious and want to imitate Ning Caichen and win Nie Xiaoqian's heart.
pity.
What kind of person is Nie Xiaoqian?
Over the years, I don’t know how many men have been deceived into losing their lives. She is the only one who can deceive men. How can any man deceive her? !
Most of these passionate players who want to conquer Nie Xiaoqian by relying on their own charm are stealing the chicken but losing the rice. Instead of taking advantage, they die faster.
"After Ning Caichen was awakened by us, he still persisted in his obsession with Nie Xiaoqian. He was really speechless."
"Yan Chixia is even more speechless. She stays in this ruined temple all day and doesn't leave. I really don't know what's so good about this place!"
"Didn't Yan Chixia say that? Compared to ghosts and monsters, sometimes people's hearts are more sinister. He would rather get along with monsters than humans."
…
Players were talking constantly, and there were also one or two voices from the Ascended Ones.
Obviously there are also some bold people among the Ascended who want to come here to find opportunities.
Ding Ling's arrival was like a drop of water flowing into a lake, and did not attract many people's attention.
Mainly because it was dark.
Ding Ling seemed to be walking slowly, but he was actually walking fast. Others could not see his face, but only saw a figure disappearing in the depths of the forest. They were surprised and could not help but sigh that the world was getting more and more chaotic. Even in such a ghost place, there were people looking for opportunities! They were not afraid of death!
They were not afraid of death.
How could Ding Ling be afraid?
Ding Ling did not take this thousand-year-old tree demon seriously.
He was not afraid of the centipede demon that was thousands of years old before, and now that his cultivation had soared, let alone the tree demon.
He successfully stepped into Lanruo Temple.
It was obvious that this temple had been abandoned for a long time.
The ruins were broken and covered with spider webs.
Ding Ling's god-level meditation method was launched.
He quickly locked onto a middle-aged man sitting in the house.
He had a full beard, thick eyebrows raised like a knife, and a resolute appearance. He sat there, majestic without anger, and people could not help but feel awe when they saw him.
Ding Ling walked in and stood not far in front of the man.
He hasn't spoken yet.
The man said without even raising his eyebrows:
"I have said this no less than eight hundred times. I don't accept disciples!! Please don't bother me anymore!"
"Yan Chixia?"
Ding Ling smiled slightly.
"Since you know it's me, you should understand my preferences."
The man was a little impatient, and looked up at Ding Ling slightly. He couldn't help but brighten his eyes and secretly praised the handsome and elegant young man with extraordinary temperament, but said:
"I have been frequently disturbed by aliens and ascenders these days. I have spread the word. If anyone disturbs me again, don't blame me for being rude. Young man, do you want to fight me? Or leave here obediently now, and we will live in peace. It's good for you, me, and everyone else?"
