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Chapter 360: Leaving the Tower (1)

Ningxia didn't know that her extremely natural "performance" added points to her lies, and for this, Zhenjun Yuanheng had made up for many false things.

But no matter what the fact is, how Ningxia killed a dragon, it could not change the fact that a so-called dragon slayer mark fell on Ningxia's face. The first reaction of others when they saw this was, ah, this little girl killed a dragon.

Then it will arise, where did this person meet a dragon, what did she rely on to kill a dragon, and did she get any amazing treasures after killing that dragon... This series of questions will appear in everyone's minds. Ning Xiaoxia, who is so bright and shiny, cannot escape the fate of becoming the focus of the crowd.

For example, the heroine's hot harem "Dragon Slayer xxx" is a light bulb, and she will focus wherever she goes. However, she has the title of a son of a big family, and there is a large number of support teams behind her. Naturally, the little ones' concerns are not taken seriously by him. Some powerful monks are willing but do not want to offend the forces behind him.

Ningxia doesn't think she can be treated as a man. She is a rookie from the mountain village without power and power. What can she use to resist ambitious monks?

In short, you must not wave outside with such a meow look. Ning Xiaoxia, who made up her mind, cast her gaze on the teacher in front of her, and an extraordinary desire appeared in her eyes.

Ning Xia watched the other person's fingers slowly approaching, accurately landing on her forehead, and was lit. She didn't feel how strong the energy was. Maybe the other person was still a soul body with a feint at this moment, and she only felt a coldness on her forehead.

"You, you, a little trouble, you will be so big if you disappear in a while. I didn't expect that you are a small person and are very brave. When you meet a dragon, even if you are dying, you dare to come over. I see, you should suffer this little loss, so as not to cause even bigger things in the future." Looking at Ningxia's eyes, he still couldn't squeeze out a tear-like appearance, and Zhenjun Yuanheng couldn't smile bitterly and deliberately sarcastic.

But if I don't kill him, I might be killed. Ning Xia swallowed the rebuttal that she slipped to her mouth and listened obediently.

"Forget it, none of you young people can worry about it. Are you injured?" In fact, after seeing Ningxia, Zhenjun Yuanheng had already scanned people and found no major wounds, so he was relieved to talk to her.

At that time, he didn't know that this brave little guy dared to touch the dragon. Now that he knew, he wouldn't really think that she was unharmed. Yuan Heng Zhenjun thought that this little guy might have suffered some damage, such as internal injuries.

But soon Yuanheng Zhenjun discovered that the little guy's ability to cause trouble was not a little bit, because he discovered another strange point in Ningxia.

It seems that the limitation on the body by carrying soul silk with essence and blood is not generally deep. In the past few times, True Lord Yuanheng discovered it later.

True Lord Yuanheng looked like he was dreaming. God knew that his little disciple had come in and came out and turned into a foundation building.

Without a trace of defense, he completely changed. Zhenjun Yuanheng expressed his doubts about what the tower did to his lovely disciples.

You should know that practicing Qi and building foundation is not an easy task. In fact, building foundation is considered the beginning of cultivation. Although Qi and building foundation are only one level different from building foundation, the difference is not just the natural barrier? How many monks are stuck in this shallow threshold for life.

This is also the reason why Wuhua sent to set a five-year threshold for the assessment of inner disciples. After all, they were the ones who were selected for comprehensive talent, understanding and luck at that time.

You must know that sometimes when you are young, you may not be good at being big. When a person grows up, his mind will change. Secondary division is also to fully explore the talent of a monk, and he does not want to distinguish his disciples by absolute talent.

However, five years is enough to distinguish them. For inner disciples, who are considered elite reserves of sects, it is already the limit to build a foundation for five years. The inner disciples who can be left behind during the second division are the good seedlings that the sect really value and cultivates.

It sounds cruel and inhumane, but this is indeed the iron law of the world of cultivation. After all, the sect is not a real good hall, and they need to have their own true inner members.

In a simple sentence, whether you have a future depends on whether you can build a foundation within five years.

So what is Ningxia level?

Including the month I went out, I had a total of one year and three months to get started, and I had just completed the transformation from mortals to foundation building. Although I was not as talented as single spiritual roots, I was almost as good as the top two spiritual roots, and I was still the kind of people who had money, leisure and resources.

Ningxia is completely a member of the go-to family, leading the same resources as all inner disciples and the same time, without the guidance of seniors with high cultivation, they leaped straight to the foundation building.

The adventures in Fengming City these days also played a huge role, and True Lord Yuanheng did not blindly think that Ningxia has such amazing talents.

A monk who can seize the adventure and practice diligently, and has some understanding, is a promising person. Obviously, Ningxia is like this in the eyes of Zhenjun Yuanheng. He has always admired talented juniors.

True Lord Yuanheng improved his tone, with a smile in his tone: "Has the foundation been built?"

Ningxia wanted to nod her head reservedly, but the smile on the corner of her mouth exposed her: "The foundation has been built." When she was alone, she saw so many people dying, her future was not clear, and her joy was almost diluted. But now after the crisis was lifted, she couldn't help but feel happy after being told by her elders, and even felt a little embarrassed and proud.

"Okay!" This is the best news that Yuan Heng has heard after coming in: "Okay, okay. I really want to make an apology for our sect, so that those stupid things will say that our disciples come in by luck."

"When you go out later, let them open their eyes and take a look. What kind of material are the people in our Wuhua Sect and Formation Hall? They are also something." Speaking of this, Zhenjun Yuan Heng's face was also a little dark, as if he remembered something that made him unhappy.

Ning Xiaoxia couldn't help but wonder, who were stupid and bold and bold, and even dared to give a Taoist lord a meal, are you tired of living?

"Huo! I'm still saying something stupid. I wanted to sort out your high-profile mark, but I was distracted by you again."

"It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. I think those guys outside are already anxious. Let's talk about other things later."

"Now let's do one thing first, come here-"

Ningxia, under the other party's greeting, moved obediently to the front, raised her head slightly, revealing the vermilion pattern at the corner of her right eye.
Chapter completed!
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