Chapter: 3793

Ning Qi waved his hand lightly, and then walked towards the main hall not far away. Nuwa followed Ning Qi, looking around with some curiosity.

Seeing this, You Zhaoshan and several elders hurriedly followed, as for the other disciples, they only dared to stay in the courtyard and did not dare to follow into the main hall.

In the main hall, Ning Qi sat on the main seat, while You Zhaoshan and others stood respectfully in front of Ning Qi, and when they glanced at Nu Wa, they were a little curious.

"Your name is... You Zhaoshan?"

Ning Qi looked at You Zhaoshan and smiled slightly.

When You Zhaoshan saw that Ning Qi knew his name, his expression was obviously a little excited, and he responded repeatedly.

"When Yunqi Holy Land moved out, why didn't you follow? You weren't in the sect then?"

Ning Qi smiled.

"The disciple was only an outer sect disciple at the time. It happened that because he offended some enemies in the early years, he was chased and killed by those enemies when he was out on a mission during that time, so he didn't return to the sect. When we returned, the sect was already empty."

You Zhaoshan smiled wryly.

A look of amazement flashed in Ning Qi's eyes. There are probably many disciples like You Zhaoshan who are too late to come back, but those people may die of old age and die in battle. He was alone.

"How about this, I will go back to the Yunqi Sect with you, and spend a month to teach you how to practice. If you don't understand anything, feel free to ask me. After a month, I will leave this place and come back next time. I don't even know what time it is."

Ning Qi said lightly.

When You Zhaoshan and the others heard the words, they were overjoyed at first, but after hearing that Ning Qi was only staying for a month, they were hesitant to speak.

Returning to Yunqi Sect, Ning Qi looked at the surrounding scenery with some nostalgia, but compared with the past, the current Yunqi Sect is obviously much deserted. Qi spent a month teaching these guys to practice, and when he finally left, he left behind a Qiankun Ring, which contained enough cultivation resources for Yunqi Sect disciples to have no worries for the next hundred years!

At the same time, he also gave You Zhaoshan and several elders of Yunqizong a high-grade magic weapon. Too good things are easy to cause disasters for them, but the high-grade magic weapon is very moderate, at least in the land of Dongxuan, it is enough to improve Their combat power is several times higher, and for monks in the Faxiang Realm, the attraction of top-grade magic weapons is not too strong.

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Central Continent.

Daoyan Immortal City.

In a dark cave, there is a golden gossip spinning in the air. The lines on it are densely packed, with various special symbols, exuding a simple and simple atmosphere.

It didn't take long for Diyo to spin, and a virtual image suddenly appeared under the golden gossip. If Ning Qi was here, he would find that this was exactly the time when he killed Chen Zhong in Xuehefang City to capture the Magic Gourd of Joy, and then with Ziyue The scene where Yan Jun enters the field of good fortune to fight.

"Hehe, it turned out to be you little mouse, and Jun Yan really died in your hands, but I didn't expect that the magic gourd of joy also fell into your hands..."

A hoarse voice resounded in the darkness of the cave. In the darkness, there was a pair of pale green eyes staring at the scene in front of them.

Cangji Yuanzun used his divination magical powers to communicate the rules of heaven, and after ninety-nine and eighty-one days of calculations, he finally figured out the cause and effect of Ziyue Yanjun's disappearance.

It's just that Ning Qi's strength displayed in it made Cangji Yuanzun a little surprised. Before Ning Qi used the cultivation base of the Creator of the Second Tribulation to kill four immortal king-level existences, with Cangji Yuanzun's knowledge, it was not too much. amazing.

A long, long time ago, there were a few such amazing talents in the Central Continent, but even Ziyue Yanjun, the Creator of the Seven Tribulations, died in the hands of the other party, so Cangji Yuanzun had to look at Ning Qi differently.

"Yan Jun has that kind of blood in his body, and he died in his hands. Could this guy be a chess piece laid by that one?"

There was a hint of suspicion in the emerald green eyes.

Not long after, a figure entered the cave.

"Yuan Zun!"