Chapter: 2850
"Old Wang? This guy may be in retreat! I haven't been here for more than a month."
"Or go to study alchemy."
The stall owner poured Ning Qi a full cup of Ningshen tea, and said casually, "Are you looking for Lao Wang? This guy's whereabouts are erratic, and he seems to be hiding from someone."
"Oh, it looks like he should have quite a few enemies."
Ning Qi smiled lightly.
"My generation of monks, no one has many enemies, just say me, there are no more than one hundred people who want to kill me, but do they dare to come to the Wang family's ancestral city to kill me? Hehe, they even come in Qinglongjing No."
A monk at the beginning of the eternal state smiled.
After drinking tea, Ning Qi left Wang Family Ancestral City directly.
Kongtong Holy Land is very close to Wang Family Ancestral City, only half a month away, if not, Ning Qi probably wouldn't bother to pay attention to Old Wang.
………
"What? Can he refine the sixth-order immortality nine-turn pill?"
After receiving Wang Long's report, Wang Si's eyes suddenly changed, and then he said in a low voice: "Continue, the members of the Ninety-ninth Academy are not allowed to provoke Beixuan's worship!"
"Grandpa, but..."
Wang Long was unwilling to let Ning Qi go like this.
"Being able to refine the sixth-order inheritance elixir is not something you can provoke, even if it is me, I'm afraid I can't afford it."
Wang Si gave Wang Long a cold look.
"All right."
Wang Long nodded unwillingly and retreated.
However, the evil heart in his heart that put Ning Qi to death is still alive. After Wang Long left the Ninety-nine Courtyard, he came to a building in the suburbs of Wang Family Ancestral City.
This building is a bit gloomy, few monks come in and out, and when Wang Long enters, he is warmly received by a middle-aged monk.
"Young Master Wang Long, do you have a business to take care of us?"
The middle-aged monk who received Wang Long had sly eyebrows, and he smiled like a weasel grinning, but his aura was very strong, and he was a late-stage immortal monk.
"I want to meet you 'Mosha Patriarch'."
Wang Long said coldly.
"Ancestor Mosha is in retreat, and he doesn't see visitors easily, Mr. Wang Long, just tell me who you want to kill, as long as the other party is not a cultivator of the Faxiang Realm, I can make the decision. If it is a cultivator of the Faxiang Realm, please invite Master Wang Long Forgive me, Moshatang doesn't accept such orders."
The middle-aged monk said with a smile.
"The opponent's cultivation base is not high, and he is only in the early stage of immortality, but I want you to hit every kill, can you guarantee it?"
Wang Long said coldly.
"Early-stage monks in the eternal life realm, one kill is sure to hit, there is no problem at all, as long as Mr. Wang Long can afford the price, there are still five monks in the late stage of eternal life realm unemployed in the Mosha Hall."
A look of disdain flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged monk, killing a monk at the beginning of the immortal realm, and want to see the ancestor Mo Sha? If it weren't for Wang Long's status as a child of the Wang family, he would never have come out to receive Wang Long in person.