Chapter 390: Half of a disciple

There was a smile on the old goatee's face, and he simply said, "This old monkey, I can help you to solve it, but the big Qin prince, I will teach you a meal."
"Before ... senior, there must be some misunderstanding." Li Wang felt a little unfavorable in speaking, and the old man who was killed halfway wanted to kill them!
If he knew what would happen today, he would say that he would not accompany the great ape demon king here.
The giant ape demon king roared in horror, stared at the old goatee, and felt his back cold.
Whisper ...
Suddenly, the giant ape demon king swelled with a thick blood mist, his body burst out, and a cloud of blood rolled over his head and flew away.
The king of the king also sacrificed a square ruler, walked away with light, and stepped out, which is a hundred miles away.
I did not expect a word from the old man of goatee, which actually frightened the two masters of Yuandan Realm into fright.
"Want to leave." The goatee's face trembled slightly, and a harsh bird song sounded in his body.
Uh ...
A black light flickered away, very fast.
With a bang, a blood light burst suddenly in the air, and the giant ape demon king died tragically! Where the blood was, a jackdaw screamed, his voice was extremely screaming, and everyone only felt that the soul was shaking, and they were about to fall apart.
The jackdaw's black feathers were shining, and a cluster of fire feathers on the head was extremely eye-catching. After swallowing the blood of the great ape demon king, his hair suddenly stood up.
Whizzing……
A black feather suddenly flew out and snorted. The figure of Li Wang appeared in mid-air, and he was inserting a black feather in the sea.
"I read that you are the prince of the Qin Dynasty, so I'll spare you this time." The old goathu snorted softly.
"Thank you for your kindness."
Li Wang quickly nodded his thanks and fled in haste. The black feather that was not in the air of him imprisoned his Yuandan momentarily, vandalizing his physical body, and even the power of the law could not be used, and his face changed greatly. Rao is not dead, but the damage caused by Black Feather is enough for him to eat a pot.
Everyone around the Xijian Academy watched the old goat-hu and the old monk flirt with two Yuandanjing monks, staring at each other.
"Good apprentice, let's go." The old goatee turned and smiled at Chuchu, like an old man next door to a harmless individual.
Chu Chu looked at Ning Wufeng, who fell to the ground with affection.
The old goatee was also very upset because Ning Wufeng had hit him before, and he snorted softly, saying, "Small boy, if you want someone, come to Fengtianzong if you have the ability!"
With a wave of his hand, Chu Chu and the little girl, Yeer, disappeared in midair.
"Mingfeng Tianzong." Ning Wufeng's pupils narrowed slightly.
"Ah! It was Ming Feng ..." An elder of Xijian Academy exclaimed, covering his mouth suddenly.
The old man with a loincloth came over and fed Ning Wufeng a miracle. Spiritual power walked around him, then sighed softly, "It hurts too much."
"Senior, Ming Feng ..." Ning Wufeng just wanted to ask, but a vast spiritual power blocked his mouth instantly.
The old man with a waist on his waist shook his head gently, sighed, and said, "Child, that kind of power is not something we can mention. It can be seen by the people over there, it is the creation of that little girl."
"Just in your life, you may never see it again."
He has a very complex tone. I don't know if he is happy to see such an inexperienced master, or if he regrets that he has missed a genius like Chu Chu.
Immediately, he waved his hand, and a disciple from the Xijian Academy came up to help Ning Wufeng.
"Take them into the college. After all, they are half of my disciples at Xijian Academy." The old man with a waist on his back had a hand behind him and left slowly.
Ning Wufeng's face changed and changed. What kind of existence does the elderly Tianfeng and Mingfeng Tianzong behind him have? Why are the elders at Xijian Academy so secretive about them.
...
Ning Wufeng lay in Shijian Academy for a full ten days. Fortunately, Yan Ling could take care of him before he could move.
Because of Nine Spirits, Yan Ling's soul power was valued by Xijian Academy, and he invested a lot of manpower and material resources, but what Ning Wufeng didn't expect is that he still lives as a servant and has been taking care of him.
After all, he was still touched. Looking at Yan Ling, he said, "You do n’t have to call me master. Although I do n’t know what you want me to do for you or what you want from me, but I am willing to help you. if you need."
Yan Ling glanced at him lightly and nodded gently.
"Hey, what I said is so touched, why are you indifferent?" Ning Wufeng shouted. He was moved by the care of this guy. Why is this guy still indifferent?
"Forget it, I can't say anything to you." Ning stood up struggling, holding a crutch.
"I know you still remember the mother ..." Yan Ling's head was slightly on the side, and she hadn't changed her mouth for a while, and said, "Chu Chu's affairs. But rest assured, she will definitely be better than you. You If you want to find her, you should make yourself stronger. "
After all, Yan Ling went out without going back. This is the sentence that this guy has spoken the most in ten days.
"This guy." Ning Wufeng laughed and cursed, and then there was a gloom in his eyes, Chu Chu was forcibly taken away by the old goatee, how could Ning Wufeng be indifferent.
Facing the great ape demon king of Yuan Danjing and the old goatee, Ning Wufeng felt powerless and frustrated. For ten days, he was also thinking about whether to give up by himself or continue to work hard.
In the previous battle, Yuan Danjing made him feel too far away. It seems that he is far away from Yuan Danjing.
Today he suddenly talked a lot, but in fact he was hiding his helplessness, but he didn't expect that Yan Ling, who seemed like Mu Na, actually broke his word.
"Mingfeng Tianzong?" Ning Wufeng murmured, looked up suddenly, and shouted at Yan Ling: "Do you know anything?"
Yan Ling's figure was stagnant, then he shook his head and left.
Ning Wufeng's face changed slightly, and Jishou walked out crookedly and obliquely. Since someone at Xijian Academy knows Mingfeng Tianzong, there must be a record in the Lingge of Xijian Academy.
He went in the direction of Lingge. Now he is a half disciple of Xijian Academy.
At the beginning, the ten spirit veins caused a sensation in the entire academy, but the power of the soul was only the green order, but it became a laughing stock. However, the ensuing battle of the great ape demon king made Ning Wufeng truly famous.
Many people who met on the road knew him.
"Hey, are you the teacher who started that day?" Someone came up curiously and greeted him.
Ning Wufeng nodded slightly and smiled slightly. "Ning Wufeng has met Sister-in-law. Sister-in-law is as beautiful as a flower. It is really a beauty of the academy."
"Well, you really can speak." The sister blushed and gave him a white look.
"I want to ask my sister, do we have a dossier of mainland history in Lingge?" Ning Wufeng asked.
"History of the mainland?" Sister Brow frowned slightly, then her eyes lightened, and said, "Yes, it should be there, I seem to have seen it before."
She gave Ning Wufeng a direction.
The collection of the Lingge of the Xijian Academy is truly vast and the volume is huge. Eight towering Tibetan spirit buildings are arranged in the shape of gossips, echoing each other, and the light is shining.
Ning Wufeng went in the direction pointed by that sister.
He jolted, walked and crooked, and the good disciples wanted to come up to help him, but Ning Wufeng smiled and refused.
Near the front of the Tibetan spirit building, a group of uninvited guests came.
It turned out to be Sun Chengle.
He looked at Ning Wufeng's eyes a bit complicatedly and said scornfully, "I didn't expect you to have a face in the Sword Wash Academy."
"Hey, Brother Sun, you don't know yet. Elder Sun said, he is half a disciple." A disciple behind him said quickly.
After all, Sun Chengle is the grandson of the chief elder of the Sword Spirit Academy. After entering the academy, it is naturally an arrogant existence. Even a veteran who has been practicing for many years is willing to saddle him for him.
In contrast, Ning Wufeng seemed much miserable. His bones were broken, his loved one was taken away, and the spirit of the ten spirits was only the power of the green order soul ... no one really cares.
"My grandfather?" Sun Chengle frowned and laughed softly. "Half a disciple, hum."
He squinted at Ning Wufeng, sighed, and deliberately walked past him to show his health.
Lamenting with the disciples behind him, Ning Wufeng slammed into a sway.
Ning Wufeng's expression remained unchanged, and he patted his robe, turned on the stick, continued to walk forward, and entered the Tibetan Linglou.
In Wei Ling's Hidden Spirit Building, there are numerous scrolls, and Ning Wufeng has been turning for more than half a day. Although there are very detailed records of ancient mysterious history, there are many bizarre wild history records.
What "how many unknown emperors of the Xia emperor?", "What are some good things you did not know in the era of great devil", "Secret of the Demons" ...
However, Ning Wufeng did not find any records of "Mingfeng Tianzong". Later, he even looked at the palace door related to the bird. What is the "Suzaku Palace", "The Jackdaw Sect" ...
"What is the origin of Mingfeng Tianzong?" Ning Wufeng muttered. However, during this period, he also knew some things. The original division of the forces of the Daqin or even Xianxian continent was divided into influential forces, third-class forces, second-class forces, first-class forces, extraordinary forces, and inheritance forces.
Even if the Great Qin Empire is an extraordinary force, such extraordinary strength is often guarded by Yuan Ying Jing and dozens of Yuan Dan Jing monks, and even more powerful Yuan Ling Jing Xianren, the strength is extremely terrifying. There is little mention of such forces in the files of the Xijian Academy.
As for the more powerful heritage forces, only a few words are mentioned in the dossier. These inherited forces seem to be involved in the secrets of many immortal continents.
Ning Wufeng couldn't help feeling a bit frustrated. He knocked a cane on the shelves of a row of files, and dropped a large number of files.
"Oh, who attacked me!" A scream came suddenly from the file.