Control The World

"Two Pin Ling Zhen?"

Ning Wufeng raised his eyebrows, the apprentice and the apprentice were frightened. Want to greet his spirit formation.

"I didn't expect the people in the Spirit Temple to have such a little knowledge." Ning Wufeng sneered and turned and walked towards the outside of the temple without even asking Sanpin Lingzhen to return.

Zhao Ji held the dossier of the Sanpinling Formation in his hands and looked at the back of Ning Wufeng leaving, his face changed and changed.

"Her stay," he said.

"If there is something wrong, please go to the east side." Zhao Ji saw Ning Wufeng turned his head and reached out to signal him to go first.

"Most people can't do it." Ning Wufeng said faintly, and it really took effect.

Human greed is indeed endless.

Zhao Ji raised an eyebrow and waved away a group of disciples watching around, watching Ning Wufeng, smiling lightly: "Maybe I'm not an ordinary person."

With a smile on Ning Wufeng's face, he said, "Hope." As soon as he took the lead, he went straight towards the side hall.

Zhao Ji behind him clenched the Sanpin Lingzhen in his hand and looked at Ning Wufeng's back with a touch of greed on his face.

"I don't know what's going on with your son?"

Several people sat down and someone immediately came up and brought tea. Zhao Ji waved his hand and motioned for his servant to step down.

He stared at Ning Wufeng and watched carefully. Just now Luo Feishui introduced him to the history of Ning Wufeng. He did not expect that the famous waste wood of Jiangning Mansion had suddenly become the master of Sanpin Lingzhen. This was incredible.

It must be the inheritance of some masters or the help of mysterious teachers ... Zhao Ji secretly said.

"I want to cooperate with the Spirit Temple." Ning Wufeng said lightly. "This Sanpin Ling array is my sincerity."

Zhao Ji calmly said, "Cooperation?"

Just now at first glance, the spirit array in hand is more complex than Erpin spirit array. Zhao Ji is definitely Sanpin Lingzhen.

At this moment he looked more carefully again, and his expression was even more shocked. As a second-class spirit formation master, Zhao Ji can secretly deduct the spirit formation in his heart.

I feel that the complex spiritual arrays are intertwined, but the details and the layout are extremely ingenious, and they have far surpassed the second-class spiritual arrays.

If this Sanpinling Formation is discovered by other elders in purple clothing, it will definitely compete with red ears and even fight.

Zhao Ji knew very well that this spiritual array was important to himself. He calmly put away the spirit array.

The Sanpinling Formation dossier is much more precious than the Erpinling Formation. No matter what Ning Wufeng said afterwards, this Sanpinling Formation will say nothing to him.

"I don't know how Ning Gongzi will cooperate?" He looked up at Ning Wufeng and said that the name of Ning Wufeng also changed.

"I don't know how the cooperation between Wu's House and the Spirit Temple?" Ning Wufeng said lightly, raised the tea cup, and opened the floating roots of tea in the tea.

Cooperation with the Wu family?

Zhao Ji's expression moved slightly, and said, "The Spirit Temple does have a lot of cooperation with the Wu family. The elixir produced in the Wu family's spiritual field is of good quality, so the demand at Lingdan Pavilion is also great. And the spirit mine and the jade It can also meet the requirements of our Ling Zhen Pavilion and Ling Bing Pavilion. "

He didn't know that Ning Wufeng asked Wu family's affairs as soon as he came up. Whether it was Wu family's relatives or friends or deadly opponents, so he didn't say too much, leaving room for advance and retreat.

Ning Wufeng nodded gently.

"I need the Spirit Temple to break the cooperation with the Wu family." He put down the tea cup and said word by word.

Zhao Ji's face fluttered, his eyes flashed with disdain, and he smiled, "I don't know what the grievance between the son and the Wu family? Maybe Zhao can resolve it."

"Resolve?" Ning Wufeng shook his head gently and said decisively, "Cooperation or non-cooperation?"

"Of course, regardless of cooperation or non-cooperation? This Sanpinling array is regarded as a meeting gift for the elders."

The Sanpin Spirit Formation is a great gift. Zhao Ji's face changed faster.

But Ning Wufeng only gave him two choices, and there was no room for maneuver in his words. What he didn't know was that the grievances of Ning Wufeng and Wu's family could no longer be resolved by someone with a few words.

The Wu family repeatedly wanted to put him to death twice. Is he the kind who is willing to suffer?

"Cooperation?" Zhao Ji frowns pretending to persuade, "The Wu family is now the largest consortium in Jiangning Province. It is not so easy to shake him. I am afraid that it is difficult to do so with the power of the son, no. I know there's something behind him ... "

In fact, he didn't tell Ning Wufeng that Wu Jiadai's property is mainly derived from the trading of these spiritual materials and spirit mines, but the spirit temple also depends on goods from these channels of Wu family, otherwise it will not be found for a while. The right supplier also has a great impact on the Spirit Temple.

He wanted to explore the foundation of Ning Wufeng. If Ning Wufeng had betrayed the teacher's door at this time, this shot would be the behemoth of Sanpinlingzhen as a meeting ceremony. Perhaps he could drown Wu's family by talking.

He can only mourn the Wu family silently: only blame them for offending.

"No."

Zhao Ji immediately asked again: "The son is from Ning's family, and is Chen Fujun's east bed. I don't know what the two owners mean?"

He retreated, Ning Wufeng shook his head again.

"I'm afraid that's not easy to do." Zhao Ji sighed and said.

He had made up his mind to first appease Ning Wufeng, and slowly put all his things out for his own use.

"You should know the value of this spiritual array file. I previously auctioned a copy of it at Linjiang Pavilion, valued at three million." Ning Wufeng looked at the others.

three million.

Zhao Ji took a cool breath, and he hesitated, "This ..."

Listening to Ning Wufeng's meaning is to remove Wu's family very resolutely.

"As long as the Spirit Temple promises to cut off the cooperation with the Wu family, you won't need to worry about the future things." Ning Wufeng added again, said.

"Oh?" Zhao Ji said lightly. "This way, my spirit temple is not lost too much, I don't know what the son can pay?"

He wanted to test the bottom of Ning Wufeng.

"I can help you become a master of Sanpinling Formation." Ning Wufeng said lightly.

"Is this true?" Zhao Ji stood up from his chair, staring directly at Ning Wufeng.

There are only a handful of masters of the Sanpinling Formation in the huge Jiangning Fuzhong, and their status is comparable to that of the three great families. Therefore, the rare master of Sanpin Ling Zhen can be imagined.

And at present, the most direct benefit to Zhao Ji is to become a master of Sanpin Ling Zhen, and the master of Ling Zhen Pavilion is at his fingertips.

The reason why the Lingzhen Pavilion of the Spirit Temple does not have a cabinet owner is because no Sanpin Spirit Formation Master has appeared for many years. A group of elders in the second rank of Erpin Lingzhen argued endlessly.

If he became a master of Sanpinling, he would stand out from the elders in purple clothes, and all those thorny heads who didn't look at him would bow down in front of him.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ji was in a hot heart.

He stared at Ning Wufeng directly, and said, "Is there any basis for Ning Gongzi to say such a thing?"

He returned to the chair again, forcibly suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, and tried to put on a light look, but the excitement between the eyebrows was self-evident.

Ning Wufeng also knows the significance of Master Sanpin Lingzhen!

"I am the basis," he said lightly.

"Is there really no teacher behind Ningzi?" He was a little disbelieved, and once again sank, a breath-taking monk could guarantee that he would become a master of Sanpinling Formation.

Ning Wufeng gently shook his head and said, "If I take out another volume of Siping Ling Zhen, I don't know if it is worth the elders to believe?"

"Do you still have the Siping Spirit Formation?" Zhao Ji shrank his pupils, suddenly got up from the chair again, staring at Ning Wufeng with a burning look, his breath was a little rough.

Sanpin and Sipinling Formation is a gully, and the power of Sipinling Formation can imprison monks in the divine realm. What is the existence of the **** spirit state, the monks above the purple lake state, the monk **** spirit waving his hands and throwing his feet, there is a force to move the mountains and the sea, a sentence can destroy the three families of Jiangning House.

One can imagine how amazing the power of Siping Lingzhen is.

If he became a master of the Siping Spirit Formation, Zhao Ji would have the capital to sit on par with the monks in the psychic state. This was an existence he had never expected.

"Is this true?" Zhao Ji's voice was a little hoarse, his eyes staring at Ning Wufeng.

Ning Wufeng nodded gently.

"Let me think about it." Zhao Ji's gaze was a little hesitant. If a monk in front of a divine state had said this, he would have agreed immediately.

But in front of him was a monk who attracted air. If he has such great ability, why should he cooperate with himself?

"Since the elders don't have the courage to promise, then I'll go to the other elders in the Spirit Temple. I believe that there are always bold people in the Spirit Temple that can meet my requirements." Ning stood up and said lightly.

"Sanpinlingzhen is a gift for you."

Zhao Ji's face changed more quickly immediately. On the one hand, the Sanpin Lingzhen held in his hand, on the other hand, he was a monk who attracted air. Who should he trust. Tangled, Ning Wufeng was about to step into the gate.

"Stay."

He stood up stupidly and said immediately, "I can promise my son. But I need to be the master of Sanpin Ling Zhen first, only then can I become the master of Ling Zhen Pavilion, and then I will have the right to speak in the Spirit Temple, and find an excuse. It's OK to break the cooperation with the Wu family. "

Promise so fast? Ning Wufeng turned his back to Zhao Ji, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"But when the Siping Ling array is up, the son will give it to me." Zhao Ji took a deep breath and said.

"Of course." Ning said calmly.

"Can I see it now?" He said eagerly.

Ning Wufeng turned his back on Zhao Ji, spread his palms, a dossier appeared, and a strong momentum emanated, all of Zhao Ji's faces changed. A faint golden color emerged from the dossier.

Myr, the golden color is gone.

Ning Wufeng stepped out of the temple door.

Zhao Ji looked at the back of Ning Wufeng's departure, his face constantly changing.

Luo Feishui was shocked by Ning Wufeng's remarks just now, and asked foolishly, "Master, can the words be trusted?"

Zhao Ji's face instantly became frenetic, and he smiled coldly: "Faith, why not believe it. It is true and false, I will know later."

"Master, you want?" The master and apprentice knew each other and smiled.