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Volume 1 Chapter 4387 Splashing ink

When everyone saw that Li Xianyu introduced himself to his family, they had no intention of barging in directly. They looked at each other and each reported his origin. Of course, except for Yuanying present who was qualified to report his origin, those Jindan could only remain silent. They were not qualified.

Report your origins in front of the powerful Nascent Soul.

"So it seems that all the Nascent Soul cultivators in the Shanhai area, except for the one from Yunqi Academy, are here, right?"

Ning Qi smiled.

"You could say that."

Feng Wu nodded lightly, and then said: "We have already reported our origins, and it is your turn."

"The master of Qin Tang Temple, Ning Beixuan."

Ning Qi smiled.

Qin Tang Guan?

Everyone subconsciously looked up at the plaque. Isn't it Qin Tang Guan that is written here?

You Yuanying frowned slightly and said dissatisfied: "We asked you about your origins, and you were so perfunctory? This place is clearly the former site of the White Bone Temple. If you occupy this place, will this place become yours?"

"The White Bones Temple? How can it be called the White Bones Temple when you can't even see a single white bone here? Before I came here, this place was already empty. Do you think there is any chance to leave this place and want to come and explore it today?"

Ning Qi smiled.

When everyone heard this, their expressions were slightly startled, and then they stared at Ning Qi with a strange expression. The other party said this, which proved from the side that there may not be the opportunities they thought before in this temple.

Even if there is a chance, it has already fallen into the opponent's pocket.

"Ning Beixuan, let's get straight to the point. This disciple of Xuantianmen found the jade slip left by the White Bone Temple, which stated that this place is the former site of the White Bone Temple.

The White Bone Temple is our sect in the Mountain and Sea Region, and you are not a monk from the Mountain and Sea Region, so you are not qualified to monopolize this place. Whatever you got from the White Bone Temple, please show it to us for a look."

Feng Wu said coldly.

"I have nothing to say, but you probably won't believe me. No matter what I say, I will have to fight."

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

"Let's just fight. I won't talk nonsense with you anymore."

A Nascent Soul snorted coldly, and the aura within his body swept through the sky like a sword.

If there is one, then there are two.

The Nascent Souls present began to emit their auras one after another. Li Xianyu hesitated for a moment and showed off his late Nascent Soul cultivation. His aura was the strongest among everyone.

Even at this moment

Dagouzi and others who were practicing in the temple realized something was wrong and ran out quickly. As soon as they came out, they saw so many monks standing in front of Qintang Temple. The aura of each one was very scary to them. Only those standing there

It will feel better when Ning Qi is behind you.

When Li Xianyu and others saw Da Gouzi and the others, they were startled at first. After all, they and Ning Qi looked similar in age. They thought they were another Yuanying. However, they realized that the aura of Da Gouzi and others was just

During the Qi refining period, there was only one older woman who was at the peak of Qi refining.

There was a solemn look in Li's eyes, and she could tell that these guys had bad intentions.

Before Li Xianyu and others could breathe a sigh of relief, an aura that was ten times more powerful than them rose from Ning Qi's body. In an instant, this aura enveloped Li Xianyu and others.

Compared with Ning Qi's aura, their aura is like a wooden sword meeting a big sword!

"This, this, this..."

A Nascent Soul was dumbfounded and almost breathed out on the spot, and his breath subconsciously restrained a bit.

The other party's aura is really terrifying. Even the Nascent Soul Dzogchen doesn't have such an aura, right?

They don't know that Ning Qi is a Nine-Colored Nascent Soul, which is unique among the same level. The spiritual energy in his body will be more than ten times that of the same level of Nascent Soul Dzogchen!

"Become a god?"

Everyone looked at each other and their expressions gradually became a little embarrassed. Li Xianyu removed his breath on the spot. Seeing this, Feng Wu and others also removed their breath one after another and remained silent.

"I don't know that senior is a powerful person who transforms into gods. I have offended you a lot just now. Please forgive me, senior."

Li Xianyu cupped his fists with a solemn expression.

"If each of you makes a copy of your exercises, I can forgive you."

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

The Xuantian Sect Master's expression became extremely strange. He quickly lowered his head, not daring to look in Ning Qi's direction.

Last time, his disciple Ling Han copied a copy of the exercises and left safely.

But he didn't expect that if he came with such a large group of Nascent Soul masters this time, he would most likely end up like Ling Han last time.

It doesn't matter to Xuantianmen, but Li Xianyu and others...

A chill rose from the soles of his feet and went straight to his Tianling Cap.

He was the one who informed these big shots about the news this time. If they were harmed, they would have to copy the exercises in order to survive.

, then afterwards, his Xuantian Sect will definitely be liquidated!

Thinking of this, the Xuantian Sect Master suddenly felt regretful.

"I should have thought that if he dared to let Ling Han and others come back, he must be absolutely sure. Could it be that he did all this on purpose..."

"Kung Fu...Senior, you are joking. The inheritance of Kung Fu is related to the rise and fall of the sect. How can it be such a child's play..."

A forced smile appeared on Li Xianyu's face.

Feng Wu and others looked very solemn.

"Which is more important, the rise and fall of the sect or your death?"

Ning Qi smiled and said, "You don't have to answer me so quickly. I can give you ten breaths of time to think about it."

Li Xianyu's expression gradually stiffened.

Time passes in one breath and two breaths pass.

Suddenly, a Nascent Soul cultivator rose up from the sky and said sternly:

"Even if you become a god, there is no reason to rob our inheritance!"

But what followed closely was a majestic spiritual energy.

Before anyone could react, the Nascent Soul cultivator was directly blasted into dregs by the spiritual energy.

The aftermath of terror swept away in all directions.

People in Huangshi Village could feel a strong storm sweeping out of the mountains, making everyone almost unable to open their eyes.

"The monk's battle has begun."

The head of Huangshi Village muttered to himself solemnly.

In front of Qin Tang Temple, all the monks including Li Xianyu and others were silent.

Ling Han was so frightened that he was about to bury his head in the ground. He didn't dare to look at Ning Qi at all.

"The time for ten breaths has arrived, how have you considered it?"

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

"We are willing to copy the exercises."

Li Xianyu cupped his fists.

Everyone looked at each other and nodded with ugly expressions.

"Ms. Li, go get pen and paper."

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

"Master, we may not have so much paper and pen here..."

There was a look of hesitation on Mrs. Li's face.

"Oh, that's okay, they are all immortals, they should be prepared."

Ning Qi smiled lightly.
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