Ning Qi laughed.

Hearing this, Nalan Mingjian had an imperceptible look of joy flashing deep in his eyes. After looking at Ning Qi for a long time, he smiled and said, "I love talent very much, and I cherish talent very much. Beixuan enshrines me. I wonder if you would like to worship him." Under my door?"

"Is it possible that Nalan Danzong is going to let me pass on your mantle? Inherit your alchemy inheritance?"