Chapter 351: Blackened Apprentice of Cultivation Master (10)

After Ning Yishu returned to his dilapidated house, he was in a difficult mood.

When Bai Weiwei woke up, she would probably kill him.

He must run away immediately.

But Tianhong Mountain has a large formation protecting the mountain, if there is no token to go out, it is impossible to go out.

Everyone shouted and beat him in Tianhong Mountain, but he couldn't get the token to go out.

Can we just wait to die?

Just now...he shouldn't have run away, but stabbed him backhand, letting Bai Weiwei die.

Ning Yishu thought that he would die soon, after all, he understood Bai Weiwei's temperament.

He treated her like that, it would be easy for her to skin him and cramp him.

But after a few days of trembling, Bai Weiwei seemed to have forgotten him, and she didn't call anyone to kill him.

Ning Yishu inquired and found out that the secret realm of Chiyin Mountain was about to be opened.

All major sects have sent people one after another, preparing to enter to seize the fairy treasure of the secret realm.

Bai Weiwei is busy with this and has no time to care about him.

Ning Yishu did not breathe a sigh of relief, because he knew that the crisis had not really passed.

If he is strong enough...

Ning Yishu calmed down and meditated to draw the breath into the body.

But just like before, his dantian was extremely empty, and the aura in the air couldn't be stored in it at all.

Ning Yishu clenched his fist and slammed it hard on the ground, unable to break even a single crack, but his own hand was so shaken that it hurt unceasingly.

Suppressing his anger, he walked to the table and started flipping through the book.

This phenomenon has happened to him before.

A single spiritual root is blocked and cannot absorb spiritual energy.

There is a rare treasure called Tianqinghua, which grows in the secret realm of Chiyin Mountain, and it has a miraculous effect on blocking spiritual roots.

But only disciples above the Foundation Establishment Stage are eligible to enter.

As for him, he was not in the Qi training period of the first level, so he was not qualified to accompany him at all.

In the beginning, he planned to use the magic weapon of the dagger to bribe the leader to get a place.

But now...

"Ning Yishu, Master Uncle called you to Tianling Palace."

Suddenly, a disciple of the Foundation Establishment Stage outside the door kicked open the door politely and said.

Ning Yishu lowered his head, concealed the indifference in his eyes, and said honestly, "I'll go right away."

Should come or will come.

Bai Weiwei really wouldn't let him go.

He stepped out of the wooden house, walked forward with heavy steps, and came to the most magnificent and magnificent hall in Tianhong Mountain.

He thought Bai Weiwei called him to Tianling Palace to execute him.

Because this hall is the place where disciples gather for business.

But when he came here, he realized that all the disciples from Tianhong Mountain had come.

A crowd of people crowded into the hall.

"I heard that the secret realm will open early, and my uncle plans to lead the team himself, and set off for Chiyin Mountain today."

"Yes, I heard that this is the last time the secret realm is open, so even the master is back."

...

Ning Yishu heard the conversation of the people next to him, his face was expressionless, and he didn't show his disappointment.

Because he knew that this trip to the secret realm had nothing to do with him.

Suddenly, a bell rang outside the door, resounding throughout the hall.

The main entrance of the main hall burst open.

"Master, master uncle is here."

Everyone looked towards the main entrance, and suddenly a vague fragrance filled the air.

Ning Yishu smelled the familiar fragrance, and Bai Weiwei's beautiful and tender body seemed to flash before his eyes.

His jaw tightened, and he quickly swiped that image away.

Then secretly raised his head, but froze again.

The morning light flooded in at the door, and the woman who stepped into the hall was wearing a water-colored wide-sleeved flying fairy dress, black hair hanging down her shoulders, snow-like skin, and exquisite eyebrows.

Not without beautiful disciples around.

But when she stepped into this hall, everyone was dimmed.

As if only she could shine.