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444. Zong Zhe worships the mountain

Ye Mengyuan's complexion changed drastically. Originally, he thought that he had broken through to the realm of a sect and was strong enough to fight for supremacy in You Kingdom, but unexpectedly, a Nightmare clan appeared. [ ] Although, the Nightmare clan was just a word spoken by Ye Ning alone,

But for some reason, Ye Mengyuan believed it.

"Brother Ye, I'll go back right now."

After saying that, he sacrificed his magic weapon and flew out of the Phantom Mirage Mountain.

"Xu Ming, how has the situation in the sect been in the past six months?"

"My master is so happy! When my master had an epiphany, he felt the inspiration of the light of heaven. The barrier that had been plaguing Elder Su finally loosened. After a month of practice, he has broken through to the later stage of the Venerable! Elder Tie has also broken through.

Now we are in the middle stage of the Venerable. Well, only the old slave... the old slave is the least useful, and he is still in the middle stage of the Venerable."

"Okay! Xu Ming, you don't have to worry. I have always been concerned about your problem." Ye Ning shouted: "As for the Disillusionment Sect, I originally wanted to let nature take its course and develop slowly, but the situation waits for no one.

In order to meet the coming catastrophe, I will go all out to train you all to be masters who can take charge of your own business! Tie Qiu, I know that you are a monk with three spiritual roots, but you only lack the earth spiritual root, so I will give you a grain of crimson.

Jumaru!”

"Jiangzhuwan!" Tie Qiu was so excited that he couldn't speak. "Thank you so much, Master!"

No matter how many spiritual stones there are, Ye Ning directly gave it to him without saying a word. How could he not be excited when he could not buy such a heaven-defying thing as Jiangzhuwan?

Ye Ning threw a jade bottle directly, turned to Qiu Shaobai who was standing below and said: "Shaobai, you are my first disciple, how is your current cultivation?"

"Master, my disciple is stupid and is now in the middle stage of sage cultivation."

Ye Ning's face changed and he said: "You are indeed stupid! The supply of spiritual stones and spiritual fruits has been open for so long. How can you reach the mid-level cultivation of a sage?!"

Qiu Shaobai was startled, and hurriedly knelt down and said: "Master, calm down, my disciple will definitely work harder and live up to the high expectations of the master!"

Xu Ming was also stunned. Even if Qiu Shaobai's speed is compared to a large sect like Binglang Palace, he can be regarded as a genius among geniuses. Moreover, this kid can endure hardships very much. It can be said that he does nothing but practice all day long. "

Master, Shaobai has worked hard enough, it is not easy to be able to break through to the middle stage of sage in such a short period of time."

Ye Ning looked at him coldly, and Xu Ming shut up immediately. This can't be blamed on Ye Ning. In the Disillusionment Sect, only Qiu Shaobai has the Five Spiritual Roots and is the most likely to break through to the saint realm. How can he not be anxious?

?"Shaobai, you are extremely talented and a good young talent. Don't let yourself down. The requirements for you as a teacher are high. However, before the catastrophe comes, if you have not broken through to the sect, your life may not be saved."

! Before the Sage, it was extremely easy to break through. After the Venerable, it often took hundreds of years, let alone the Sect."

"Yes, the master's lesson is correct." Qiu Shaobai said excitedly. But he was determined in his heart to practice harder.

Ye Qingming on the other side was even more at a loss. When he saw Ye Ning's eyes drifting towards him, he started crying and said: "Master, this disciple is useless. I have only reached the early stage of sage cultivation. I have embarrassed the master."

"Hmph, it's good to know!" Ye Ning said: "Starting from tomorrow, I will hold a preaching conference every seven weeks, and all disciples above the inner sect in the sect can participate."

"Yes! I will make arrangements now."

As soon as Xu Ming's voice fell, a disciple on duty ran in in a panic and said: "Sect Master, Deputy Sect Master, elders, there is a monk outside the mountain gate asking to see him, claiming to be a lonely old man!"

"Lonely old man?" Ye Ning shouted: "Zong! Please come quickly!"
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