Ye Ning saw that he kept lowering his head, seemingly deep in thought, and did not interrupt him. [ ]

When he wants to win over a monk, he not only relies on his strength, but also wants the other person to follow him wholeheartedly. If he wants to win over a loser, it would be worse than nothing.

Time for a cup of tea has passed.

Ye Ning snorted coldly and said: "What? From now on, you will treat me as your master, and there will be endless pills and magic weapons!"

Xu Ming is a casual cultivator. It took him nearly a thousand years to reach the mid-level cultivation level of the Venerable. His thirst for spiritual stones can be said to be a real pain. He is poor, otherwise he would not be so shameless as to rob someone.

He became a spiritual cultivator. After hearing Ye Ning's words, he felt a little tempted. With his cultivation level, he could join any sect casually and become an elder or something like that, but he would never be able to become a leader and would often encounter dangers.

It is the casual cultivator elders like him who rush to the forefront of everything. This is also the reason why he has not joined the sect for a long time. However, following Ye Ning, what dangers will there be? This kid is just a spiritual practitioner. He probably wants to

Win over yourself and fight for his interests in the sect.

What's more, does he have a choice?

Either die or surrender!

Xu Ming gave a bitter smile and said: "Xu Ming is willing to submit to fellow Taoists and realize the Tao together!"

"Okay!" Ye Ning felt comfortable and roared. "Relax your mind and let me plant spiritual seeds!" "Planting Spirits" is the most common method of controlling monks in Qingluo Continent. Although it is simple, it is unusual.

efficient.

Xu Ming had no choice but to open his mind completely.

Ye Ning's handprints appeared one after another, and countless characters flew up, quickly rushing into Xu Ming's mind, leaving a mark on his sea of ​​consciousness. From then on, only one movement of Ye Ning's spiritual consciousness could determine Xu Ming's life or death! Even, as long as

Ye Ning is willing to know Xu Ming's thoughts clearly and monitor him at any time to see if he has any thoughts of betrayal.

This is the horror of "Zhongling".

"Haha! Xu Ming, one day, you will be proud of your wise choice today!" Ye Ning smiled and said, "Is that Gao Xi your incarnation?"

"Yes, Master." After Xu Ming surrendered, his title naturally changed. "I am proficient in the art of puppets, and this puppet is my best work."

"That's right. There are many avenues, and the puppetry technique also has many merits. Xu Ming, you are the number one person in my Ye Ning's power, and Ye will never treat you badly." As he said this, his mind moved, and he

A low-grade holy weapon flew out. It was the flying feather fan he took from the Blood Forbidden Immortal Mansion!

This fan is all white, and it has just been taken out. It is surrounded by gusts of wind, and is full of fire burning wantonly. The flame is not red, but pale white, turning into fireworks, clustered around the Feather Fan; carefully

Upon observation, you will find that the fan bones are wrapped with silver-white thunder threads, revealing a power that makes people dare not look directly!

The low-grade holy weapon, the Flying Feather Fan, possesses the extremely rare triple attributes of wind, fire, and thunder!

Just as the Feather Fan flew out, Xu Ming's eyes were already shining with a look of greed. This is a low-grade holy weapon. He has lived for nearly a thousand years and has had many adventures. He has collected more than ten top-grade treasures.

But he has never used low-grade holy weapons. "This...is this for me?"

"That's right! The Flying Feather Fan, a low-grade holy weapon, is made from the tail feathers shed by eleventh-level avian monsters! You can refine it." With that said, the Flying Feather Fan circled and fell into Xu Ming's hands. He handed over the low-grade holy weapon casually.
Chapter completed!