Chapter 432: Don't send me

Six months later, Ning Wufeng went out.
"It's great to see the sun again." Standing in front of the Yangxin Hall, he stretched a long waist, watching the warm sun on a sunny day, and was in a good mood.
After more than nine months of retreat, he finally cultivated his spiritual power to the point of consolidating at the peak of the middle stage of the divine spirit. There are mountains and seas of the scriptures assisted by the stars, and the cultivation of the consciousness has reached the state of the dragon and the three dragons, but the cultivation of the soul power has no clue.
He felt that the method of cultivation of soul power in the Cang Lan Wang's inheritance needed an opportunity. Perhaps the Cang Lan King himself did not realize it. Otherwise, he will practice in the Star Volume for so long without any clue.
However, he did not give up because of this. The more difficult it is to cultivate, the more valuable it is after successful cultivation.
After this retreat, Ning Wufeng also planned to leave Xijian Academy. He didn't know how to talk to Nie Feijian, what if they couldn't bear to leave here?
"Isn't I going to be an injustice?" Ning Wufeng touched his chin and squatted at the door of the Yangxin Hall, staring at the sun in the sky, froze.
However, after a while, he suddenly noticed that something was wrong.
Why is there no cold air on Hanning Peak? The smell of Hantan and Yangquan can't be felt at all?
Ning Wufeng felt that the scalp was numb, and it wouldn't be someone from the palace. They took all the Hantan and Yangquan from Hanning Peak and slaughtered the entire Sword Wash Academy?
Could it be that the entire academy is the only one?
He suddenly changed his face, and quickly got up and rushed towards Han Xinting.
At the side of Hanxin Pavilion, there was a pretty shadow of the pavilion, but Hantan was really gone, and it became a clear water pond.
"Sister, what's going on? The people in the palace came?" Ning Wufeng felt relieved when she saw Hu Li, but then she saw the expression of unclearness on her face. Hurry, asked in a hurry.
"No," Hu Li said lightly.
With a wave of his hand, an ice crystal jade piano appeared in front of him. The white jade fingers clasped the strings, and the pleasant sound of the piano came out instantly. On her body, crystal clear winter butterflies fluttered, dancing with the music.
"What about Hantan and Yangquan?" Ning Wufeng asked in amazement.
"Yifu said that you will leave Xijian Academy soon, so you gave me Hantan and Yangquan." Two bright lights overflowed from the upper part of Huli's wrist. The cold was violent on one side and the heat was surging on the other.
Ning Wufeng's red blood ice toad appeared unconsciously, and murmured, fell on the ice crystal jade piano, fell asleep on his stomach, and breathed in strands of power from the Hantan jade beads and the Yangquan jade beads between his breath. All absorbed.
"Leave?" Ning Wufeng scratched his head and smiled bitterly: "Master already knows?"
Hu Li told him all about Nie Feijian's arrangements. Ning Wufeng chuckled a little. He was still worried and didn't know how to tell them. I did not expect that Master had already arranged it.
"Where is that Master now?" He asked immediately, no matter what, Nie Feijian did help him a lot in the Xijian Academy. He was a teacher for life as a father for a day. When he left here, he always greeted him .
"Yifu, you left six months ago." Hu Li said softly. She got up and put Bingjing Yuqin behind her.
They went down the mountain together.
When a disciple saw Huli, he suddenly looked at her as if he had caught an evil eye. Then he saw Ning Wufeng again, and he couldn't help but turn around and quickly turned his head, pretending to look like the sky.
"Hey, I didn't expect to leave Han Ningfeng so soon." Ning Wufeng looked up at the mountain and couldn't help sighing.
go away?
The disciple immediately raised his ears and ran away.
Soon, the news that Ning Wufeng was about to leave Xijian Academy spread.
"Have you heard of that? The madman of the Five Elements Sword Formation was leaving." Some disciples hurried to Han Ningfeng.
At first, Ning Wufeng practiced the Little Five Elements Sword Formation and defeated the disciples of Xijian Academy. The small five-element sword formation exerted great power in his hands. Since then, Ning Wufeng has become an example to the elders and deacons of the Xijian Academy, and has been used to teach these disciples all day.
Both new disciples such as Sun Chengle and old disciples like Xie Gongzi can hear cocoons. But there is no way, who can make the little Five Elements Sword Formation so immersed in cultivation.
"Is the kid finally leaving?" Among these people, the happiest is to thank Xie Gong, Ning Wufeng left, and the title of the first disciple of Xijian Academy will fall on him again. He clenched his fists and was excited.
The men around him looked at him in surprise.
"Cough," Gong Xie coughed heavily, concealing his inner excitement, and said immediately: "Since he's leaving, I'll send him the same match."
seeing is believing. Xie Gongzi was still uneasy, so he decided to go and see for himself. He had to watch Ning Wufeng walk out of the gate of the academy before he was relieved.
And of course, some people have other ideas.
"What? Ning Wufeng has to go?" Sun Chengle ran straight out of the retreat. He bears red eyes, bloodshot eyes, and shouted, "No, he can't leave. I haven't asked him to challenge Xiaowuxing yet. Where is the sword array? "
At that time, the small five-element sword array was defeated by Ning Wufeng. Sun Chengle was very concerned about this. After all, he practiced the small five-element sword array for nearly two decades. How willing he was, after returning, he concentrated on practicing the Little Five Elements Sword Formation.
He wanted to find Ning Wufeng in a fight once and find his own glory.
Immediately, Sun Chengle also rushed over with a group of people.
At this point, Yan Ling had returned to Ning Wufeng.
"I didn't expect that Ning Wufeng's popularity at Xijian Academy was so good. It was less than a year before I knew I was leaving. So many people came to see me." Ning Wufeng looked around at a large black film. Disciple, sighed with regret.
"All of you, I would rather have no wind than leave the Xijian Academy." He thought of so many people seeing him off without saying a few farewell speeches, how could he be worthy of such a farewell battle.
"But, for the sake of my generation, I have to go out and have a look. To temper myself, to promote my prestige of the Sword Wash Academy!"
He was generous in his submissions, but in exchange for a hiss.
"It's better to leave this scourge as soon as possible." Someone suddenly shouted from the crowd. For so many days, Ning Wufeng's role model has been out of breath.
The Little Five Elements Sword Formation became a nightmare for the disciple of the Sword Academy, and even many deacons and elders silently practiced the Little Five Elements Sword Formation in their backs.
Ning Wufeng heard it, and touched his nose awkwardly. Then I realized that this group of guys were anxious to send themselves away.
Huli was beside him, couldn't help chuckling, and the flowers were fluttering, making many people straighten their eyes.
At this time, a young man with a shawl burst out of the crowd, and his sword qi was very messy. He shouted, "Ning Wufeng, don't go, I want to make a five-element sword battle with you!"
Everyone turned around and murmured in wonder: "Who is this, isn't this asking for trouble?"
Suddenly someone recognized it, and it was Sun Chengle.
Sun Chengle's scarlet eyes looked at Ning Wufeng and rushed to him impatiently.
"It turned out to be Brother Sun." Ning Wufeng had the identity of a glorious disciple, and he was old-fashioned, and immediately laughed: "Since Brother Sun wants to try, I'll give you pointers. After all, we disciples at Xijian Academy It ’s also a loving family. "
Between words, he deliberately or unconsciously scanned the people around him. Since this group of guys want him to leave so much, if they do n’t have enough time, they have to ask them one by one about the Little Five Elements Sword Formation.
Sun Chengle's face suddenly showed a touch of madness, and the aura of light in his hand surged. The arrangement of the three five-line sword arrays between three or four breaths was completed, and the speed was more than ten times faster than before.
"It's so fast. It seems Brother Sun is also working hard." Someone's face showed a shocked expression. Except for Ning Wufeng, this is the person who they have seen the fastest five element sword formation.
"If only he could defeat this guy, give him a lesson before leaving." Someone looked at Sun Chengle with a look of hope, and thought darkly in his heart.
Only Ning Wufeng sighed, shook his head, and said, "No, Brother Sun, your speed is still too slow."
As soon as the words were finished, Ning Wufeng's blink of an eye in front of him revealed a five-handed dazzling spirit sword.
So fast!
Everyone only felt a flower in front of them, and the small five-element sword formation became.
Sun Chengle's face changed instantly. I didn't expect that for nearly ten months of hard work, it was still more than Ning Wufeng. He immediately yelled and growled, "Watch my spirit formation change!"
His eyes stared at Ning Wufeng, his teeth gritted.
"No, the pace of change is still too slow." Ning Wufeng sighed again. The light of the Little Five Elements Sword Formation shone, and the turns continued to change.
"The five elements rotate!"
Sun Chengle changed again.
"No, no, the rotation is not smooth enough, and there are many loopholes."
Ning Wufeng shook his head again. The Xiao Wu Xing Sword Formation had been cast by him, and all the disciples who looked around looked wide-eyed and dumbfounded!
Is this the Little Five Elements Sword Formation they know?
Even the elders hiding in the academy were shocked.
"Wizards, they are just wizards who practice sword formations." Elder Sun couldn't help but sigh, but unfortunately Ning Wufeng wanted to leave the academy, it was the court's intention, and they couldn't resist.
With such a powerful combination of spiritual knowledge and subtle spiritual control, the practice of sword formation really has a unique advantage, which is difficult for many people to make up for by hard work.
Sun Chengle's face sullen for a moment, and the Lingjian was scattered around.
Ning Wufeng walked over, pretending to be deep: "Jian Zhen, care about the heart. When the heart arrives, Jian Zhen has become."
"Heart?" Sun Chengle muttered to himself.
Ning Wufeng nodded, turned around behind his hands, took a few steps, and waved his hands back to the crowd, making a somewhat lonely gesture, saying, "Okay, don't send me, you go back."