Chapter 893 Ji He's Fiancee

"Ji He, Ji He..." Qi Shixing finally squeezed out from the crowd, while continuously waving at Ning Cheng.

"Thirteen, is he the Dan Emperor Ji He who was trapped inside with you for 60,000 years?" A woman with red phoenix eyes followed Qi Shi Sanxing to Ning Cheng and asked. She also felt a majestic and powerful aura from her body. This Danfengyan female cultivator is probably not the Taoist Sage Emperor, maybe she is a powerhouse beyond the Taoist Sage Emperor.

Qi Shixing patted Ning Cheng on the shoulder, and said to the female cultivator with red phoenix eyes, "Yes, he is Ji He, who experienced life and death with me."

After finishing speaking, he said to Ning Cheng, "Ji He, this is my sister Qi Yuling. Every time the Taisu Secret Realm is opened, my sister will come here to inquire about me. This time I finally lived up to her expectations, and I finally came out .”

Hearing what Qi Shixingxing said, Ning Cheng knew that Qi Yuling cared about Qi Shixingxing very much.

"Ji He has met Sister Yuling." Ning Cheng hastily bowed and saluted. No mistake.

A sincere smile appeared on Qi Yuling's face, "Ji He, thank you for accompanying my Shisan in the secret realm for so many years, you will also be my younger brother in the future."

"Yu Ling, who is this?" A thick man's voice came.

At this time Ning Cheng was very careful, as soon as the man who spoke came over, he saw it. This is a man who does not look very old, his long hair is tied into a simple monk's bun at the back, and he is dressed in purple. The skin on the face is rough and the eyebrows are thick. The breath on his body is even stronger than Qi Yuling's, and his cultivation base is probably stronger than Qi Yuling's.

"Brother He, he is Ji He. The eighth-level alchemy emperor of the alchemy society. He and my brother Thirteen are very good friends. Back then, they entered the secret realm together. This time they escaped again." Qi Yuling saw the purple-clothed The man came over with a joyful expression on his face.

The man in purple smiled and said to Ning Cheng, "So it's Ji and Emperor Dan. My name is Wei He. I'm from Zhan Binya's family in Taisuyu. Welcome to Zhan Binya with Shisan."

Wei He's demeanor was excellent, at least Ning Cheng didn't feel a trace of big family's disdain for casual cultivators from his tone. Although Ji He's identity is said to be the eighth-level alchemy emperor that Danhui has recognized, in the final analysis. It is also a casual cultivator.

At this time, the monks who did not fall in the secret realm were basically teleported out.

Qi Yuling said to Ning Cheng, "Thirteen said that you want to gain more than the secret realm..."

Ning Cheng nodded and said, "Yes, I want to see if I can get a spot in the Taisu Grand Competition."

Wei He said on the side,

"I'm afraid it will be very difficult. Thousands of people have entered the Taisu Secret Realm. It is really not easy to break into the top ten."

He has been to the Taisu Secret Realm, so he is naturally familiar with the Taisu Secret Realm. In normal times in the Taisu Secret Realm. It has great power to suppress the monks. Regardless of the fact that Ning Cheng and Qi Shixing have been trapped in the secret realm for 60,000 years, he is sure that the two of them have not searched for the divine spirit grass for 60,000 years. Instead, it has struggled to survive in it for 60,000 years. As for the harvest of the spirit grass, it might not be as good as some ordinary monks.

"I'm just trying my luck." Ning Cheng smiled.

"Then you go there, I wish you good luck." Qi Yuling said with a smile.

Ning Cheng signaled that he didn't need Qi Shixing to accompany him, and walked towards the middle of the square by himself. After talking with Qi Shi Sanxing, Qi Yuling, and Wei He, Ning Cheng obviously felt that the spiritual consciousness that fell on him disappeared, and there should be no doubts about Ji He's identity.

Before counting the platform of the spirit grass, thousands of monks had already stood there. They are purely here to show off the divine spirit grass they have obtained, and then exchange it for divine pills, dao fruits, Zongmen mission points, supernatural powers, etc., and some even exchange points for Taisuxu. There are not many monks who really want to break into the top ten like Ning Cheng.

Most of the cultivators are very clear that with their abilities, even if they break into the top ten in terms of the number of spirit grasses they have obtained, they will not be able to achieve any results in the competition.

Generally, monks who think like Ning Cheng will not stand in front of the team, but stand aside. At this time, the later you show the obtained God Grass, the more likely you are to win.

Many monks had the same idea as Ning Cheng, and they didn't want to display all the spirit grass they had obtained. After all, one-fifth of the spirit grass that was taken out would be taken away by someone. The more shown, the more disappeared.

A red-faced, ordinary old man stood up like an ordinary person. He landed in front of the three counting spirit grass platforms, and said with fists in his hands, "Dear fellows who came out of the Taisu secret realm, you have worked hard. I believe that everyone has gained something.

This time, the handover of the spirit grass is the same as before. After the display and inventory are completed, one-fifth will be handed over to the sects they represent, and we will collect it on their behalf. The rest can be exchanged for the items you need in the representative sect, or in other sects. But keep in mind that you can only exchange items with the Spirit Grass you have revealed. "

This old man did not have any fluctuations in Dao Yun, but Ning Cheng's eyes fell on this old man, but he felt a sense of fear. He felt that this old man's cultivation was stronger than that of Manhuishan.

The first one to turn in the spirit grass was a middle-aged female cultivator. She was on the first counting platform of the spirit grass. Ning Cheng noticed that after the monk who counted the god spirit grass checked the female nun's ring, a row of words appeared on the formation screen after clicking on the platform,

"First place, Wu Xuanjing from the Seven Peaks of the Big Dipper, won one hundred and sixty low-level divine grasses, seventy intermediate-level divine grasses, and eleven high-level divine grasses."

Ning Cheng's spiritual sense landed on Wu Xuanjing's ring, and her ring was not restricted in any way. Ning Cheng could easily see that when the cultivator who counted her spiritual grass counted her spiritual grass and returned the ring to her, she also took it away. One-fifth of the spirit grass in her ring was taken away.

Ning Cheng guessed that this one-fifth might not only be wanted by the sect, but a large part should be handed over to the organization Taisu Secret Realm. The Zongmen benefited, it should be that Wu Xuanjing will use the remaining four-fifths of the God Spirit Grass to the Zongmen to exchange items.

As more and more monks counted the spirit grasses, the monk who stayed on the first place on the display had already obtained 300 low-level spirit grasses, 160 mid-level spirit grasses, and 30 high-level spirit grasses.

Ning Cheng watched for a long time, but he didn't see a single person handing over something more precious than the high-level god spirit grass. For example, Dao Fruit, and treasures like the God Stone Marrow obtained by Ning Cheng. So many monks have counted the spirit grass they have obtained. It should be impossible not to get good things. It is estimated that even if you get a good thing. No one took it out either. And the monk responsible for counting the spirit grass. This is also the case by default.

Most of the monks who had counted the spirit grass took the remaining spirit grass to their respective sects to exchange items. Only a very few casual cultivators would choose other sects to exchange items.

In half a day, there were very few monks in the square standing in line to count the spirit grass. Some monks who wanted to snatch the top ten also began to count the gods and spirits they had obtained.

Ning Cheng saw that on the huge display screen of the formation, behind the cultivator who had harvested the most spiritual grasses were already 870 low-level divine grasses, 200 mid-level divine grasses, and 70 high-level spiritual grasses. Also add a golden flame honeycomb that is more than one million years old.

Ning Cheng secretly remembered this cultivator who owned the Golden Flame Hive, and he planned to exchange with this person later. His Void Explosion Golden Bee grows too slowly, and now it is only equivalent to a second-level monster in the starry sky, and its level is pitifully low.

If this honeycomb is given to him, combined with his elixir, he can advance the Golden Explosive Bee to the seventh level of the starry sky in a short time.

Ning Cheng didn't wait any longer, he took out 940 low-level spirit grasses, 300 medium-level spirit grasses, and 93 high-level spirit grasses. As for the god stone marrow, Dao fruit. He didn't take out any of them. Moreover, the high-level divine spirit grass he took out was also ordinary. for those of high value. Some are even comparable to Dao fruit, but he also didn't take them out.

Ji He's name soon appeared on the first place on the harvesting display screen of the divine spirit grass in the secret realm, and the cultivator with the Golden Flame Hive came second. The Golden Flame Honeycomb is precious, and its use is too restricted. Besides, Ning Cheng produced far more high-level and mid-level god spirit grasses than this cultivator, so he naturally ranked first without exception.

As soon as Ji He appeared, many people noticed, and soon news spread that Ji He had been trapped in Taisu Secret Realm for 60,000 years.

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"Caixuan, not only did Ji He not die, but he also won the first place..." A woman in a green dress whispered in surprise at the edge of the square.

Standing next to the woman in the green dress was a female cultivator in a pink dress. She had fair complexion, long hair draped over her shoulders, and a melon-shaped face with willow-leaf eyebrows. She looked extremely pretty.

Seventy doesn't need the woman in the green dress to say, the nun in the pink dress named Caixuan has already seen Ning Cheng, but she kept frowning, not knowing how to deal with this matter.

"Caixuan..." Seeing that the nun in the pink dress did not answer her own words, the woman in the green dress reminded her softly again. Some things must be faced.

The female cultivator in the pink dress came back to her senses and said slowly, "He's just temporarily number one, it's nothing."

A deep voice came, "Caixuan, although Ji He is temporarily number one, with the spirit grass he obtained in the secret realm, it should be no problem to win the top ten. My Cen family has been in the top ten for so many years. He has never won a place in the Taisu Grand Competition. Besides, he can produce so many gods and spirits, so he must have left a lot..."

The girl in the pink dress is Ji He's fiancée Cen Caixuan, just as Ning Cheng guessed. The Cen family only agreed to marry Ji He because of Ji He's alchemy talent. Later, when Ji He fell into a secret realm, the Cen family had already put this matter aside.

"Uncle, I know. It's just that if I go to him, what will Haoge think? He will definitely feel uncomfortable." Cen Caixuan said, biting her lip and looking at a middle-aged man who came over.

The middle-aged man looked at the location of Ning Cheng, and his tone was even lower, "Ji He has great potential. Even though he has been trapped in the secret realm for tens of thousands of years, he still has the foundation. And he and Xuanyue Shenmen are as high as 13 stars." It’s helpful to be friends. Guo Haoge is one of the twelve sons, but I’m afraid he will look down on our Cen family. It’s hard to say how sincere he is with you.”

"But..." Cen Caixuan hesitated in her heart, Guo Haoge is indeed ugly, if she had to choose, she would still choose Guo Haoge without hesitation.

The Taoist couple of the Twelve Sons has face when they talk about it, not to mention that Guo Haoge was born in the Heluo Sacred Sect. And that Ji He, a rigid alchemy machine that can no longer be rigid. Being with him was really not the slightest bit of fun.

(That’s all for today, good night friends! Please ask for another monthly ticket and recommendation ticket!)

(to be continued...)

Chapter 893 Ji He's fiancée:

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