When Ning Hong was called to his parents alone, he was still a little confused.
After listening to his parents, he understood why he was called over.
"Dad, mother, do you want to force the temple to open?" Ning Hong felt that this was simply incredible.
However, seeing his parents nodding, he knew that his parents were not kidding him.
Ning Qingyan walked up to him, "You are born from the spirit of the Hongmeng Daozang. We want to force the temple to open. No one knows better than you, what should we do."
"..." Ning Hong felt that Ah Mother was making things difficult for him.
After a while of silence, Ning Hongcai said, "My grandma, to open the temple, divine power needs to be injected. Where is divine power in the fairy world?"
So, this is simply impossible, so don’t be whimsical!
"Divine power?" Ning Qingyan lowered her eyes and murmured.
Zhao Yun also seemed to be thinking about this issue.
Ning Hong looked at them and continued, "This is the only way to open the temple. According to the requirements of Hongmeng Daozang, even if he has divine power, he must reach a certain standard."
"You have a way, even if there is only a trace of divine power, right?" Ning Qingyan heard another meaning in his words.
Ning Hong knew that Ning Qingyan and the others wanted to force their temple to open, but they must not be because they were bored.
Although they deliberately kept some things from the younger generation, Ning Hong could still feel a storm coming.
Therefore, forcibly opening the temple is probably a must and helpless move.
Ning Hong pursed his lips and nodded in Ning Qingyan's gaze, "Yes. As long as I find a wisp of divine power, I will have a way to open the temple."
He was the spirit of the Hongmeng Daozang weapon that he had been in vain for so many years.
"How harmful will it be to you?" Ning Qingyan asked after getting Ning Hong's answer.
Ning Hong smiled, "Don't worry, my mother, it won't do anything bad for me. At most, it's just a few days of weakness."
Just a few days of weakness?
Ning Qingyan nodded.
But it has been decided to prepare something for Ning Hong to nourish his body.
The matter of opening the temple seemed to be resolved.
What you have to do now is to find divine power.
Seeing that Ning Qingyan seemed confident, Zhao Yun seemed to have already made plans for it.
After Ning Hong left, he asked, "Does Yan'er have a way to find divine power?"
Ning Qingyan blinked and said cunningly: "Divine power... If the Lord of God is really a God, isn't the divine power sent to me personally?"
Seeing her like this, Zhao Yun remembered the gift she received from the Lord of God.
The golden light given by God was left behind to preserve evidence.
Later, I got another one from Shi Yuan.
The remaining four people were also forced out of their consciousness by her.
Why not take out such things that harm others and yourself?
"There are six golden lights that wrap evil magic in total. If He is really a god, I don't believe that I can't even draw out a trace of divine power." Ning Qingyan said affirmatively.
"If He is not a god, I have a second move." Ning Qingyan finished speaking and summoned the Wufeng Sword.
"Wufeng?" Zhao Yun's gaze fell on the black Wufeng sword.
This sword was found by Ning Qingyan in the sword mountain of the Chitian Immortal Sect. It has always been ordinary, but it is surprisingly able to cooperate with Ning Qingyan.
Even though she has reached the Immortal Emperor Realm, the sword has not been discarded and can still fight side by side with her.
"I have never felt the limit of Wufeng Sword, so I suspect that it is probably not a fairy treasure, but a magic weapon!" Ning Qingyan expressed his guess.
To cast magical artifacts, you must have divine power.
Therefore, if the Wufeng Sword is really a divine sword, there will definitely be divine power in its sword body.
But--
"If you really want to do this, the Wufeng Sword may be ruined," Zhao Yun said.
After the divine power was drawn out, the divine artifact was just scrap iron.
Ning Qingyan held the hilt of the Wufeng Sword, and her eyes gradually became darker, "So, there is best divine power among those golden lights. Otherwise..." Her eyes were filled with murderous intent, and the Wufeng Sword had been slapped.
The destruction of this account is calculated on the head of the Lord of God.
The occasional unreasonable Ning Qingyan made Zhao Yun feel very cute.
He said to Ning Qingyan: "It is not necessary to do this. Opening the temple is just to have another way to know the answer, and there is no need to sacrifice Wufeng Sword to complete this. Perhaps, the Central Immortal Realm will bring good news.
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Ning Qingyan didn't say anything.
...
When Ning Hong was found again, he saw the golden lights.
"Is there any divine power here?" Ning Qingyan asked.
Ning Hong felt it carefully, and his eyes lit up, "Although it is weak, it does!"
Ning Qingyan and Zhao Yun exchanged glances.
Very well, another guess was confirmed.
The Lord of God, no matter what it is, He must have come from the God Realm!
"Can you draw out your divine power?" Ning Qingyan asked Ning Hong again.
Ning Hong tapped his head faster this time, "Yes!" The six golden lights contained more divine power than he thought. In this case, it would be more certain to force the opening of the temple.
"Okay, it's up to you next." Ning Qingyan patted Ning Hong's shoulder.