Ding Ning thought it would take a lot of talk to convince them, but he didn't expect that as soon as he spoke, the group of guys who were idle all day long, he agreed with fear that he would go back on his word.

The excited look of his eyes shining made Ding Ning feel very uneasy and suspiciously guessed that these guys had taken the wrong medicine? They agreed without even asking about the benefits. This is unreasonable.

He didn't know that Long Luo and others had witnessed everything that happened at the Tianze Sect's sect ceremony with their own eyes. Not to mention why the pseudo-human emperor suddenly fled in panic, just the three major forces who came to make trouble, and the two hall masters of the three major temples were subdued by Ding Ning and replaced by the Tianze Sect's sect, so they were respected by Ding Ning as if they were heavenly.

Even if Ding Ning didn't invite them to serve as a tribute, they would try their best to stay on Tianze Island for a while. Now Ding Ning came to the door with the initiative, and the fool would refuse.

Just kidding, being a sacrificial priest in Tianze Sect is much more exciting than watching the venue in Andu Bathroom. How could they miss such a good thing?

Ding Ning took the knees of sixteen demigod-level little brothers in a daze, and Tianze Sect also added sixteen demigod-level worshippers. Well, looking at their dragon-painting and tiger-painting, they really don’t have any master style. It’s really too proud to say that they are worshipping them, at most they are materials for a group of thugs.

After completing a major event, Ding Ning and these enthusiastic and somewhat overly enthusiastic little brothers "farewell" and escaped as if they were lucky.

After leaving the place where Long Luo and others lived, Ding Ning wiped the cold sweat with lingering fear, muttering maliciously: "Grandma, this is too enthusiastic. It's not like wearing the skin of a demigod, but it's actually a bunch of old glass full of love, right?"

I don’t know if his character was so great that Song Zhong, who had always been cold, actually expressed his intention to take him as his teacher, which made him laugh and cry.

Not to mention that Song Zhong is one of the four ruthless people who are as famous as his father, Ding Ning is embarrassed to accept him as his disciple just because of his age and experience in the world.

But Song Zhong was extremely stubborn and was unwilling to get up with a loud noise.

"How come you remember to take me as your teacher?"

Ding Ning had no choice but to ask speechlessly.

Song Zhong answered his question honestly. He was a casual cultivator. He once accidentally entered a ruin, but saw a spear burning with white flames and an arrow burning with black flames intertwined and entangled, as if fighting each other.

At that time, he was in a low position, not to mention coveting such a terrifying flame magic weapon, even if he got a little closer, he would be burned to ashes.

He wanted to retreat quietly, but unexpectedly, the white flame gun suddenly escaped from the entanglement of the black flame arrow and fled into his body. He thought he would die, but he did not expect that he would be blessed in disguise. After waking up in a confused manner, the cold flame magic weapon had been subdued by him, allowing his strength to improve by leaps and bounds.

From then on, with this cold flame soul-chasing gun, he became famous as one of the four ruthless people.

In the past, he had a sister who was worried about it, and he had secrets that he was afraid of bringing disaster to his sister, so he had always been alone and never joined any sect.

But now that his sister is dead, he is alone and has no worries, just trying to pursue the peak of martial arts.

However, his strength has been stagnant at the peak of the Divine Martial Realm for many years, and he has never been able to take that step and enter the Holy Martial Realm. He has also carefully analyzed the reasons and finally found the crux of the problem.

As the saying goes, Xiao He succeeds and defeats Xiao He. He accidentally regained the Leng Yan Gun, which made his strength soar. However, it also brought the same hidden danger. His foundation was unstable. It was with the power of the Leng Yan Gun to get to where he is today. It is difficult to go further. Unless he abandons the Leng Yan Gun and starts practicing from scratch, he can only step on.

Enter a higher level.

But as a casual cultivator, he had neither systematic practice nor guidance from famous masters. His strength was all on the Cold Flame Spear, which made him abandon the cultivation he had worked hard to cultivate. He was really reluctant to let him go.

So after thinking about it, Ding Ning was the only person who could ignore the white cold flames. Perhaps he could solve his troubles, so he had the idea of ​​worshiping him as his teacher.

Ding Ning listened to his story, but his heart was moved. Black Flame Arrow? Could it be the special arrow for the Sun-shooting God's Bow?

Immediately reached out and condensed a wisp of destruction of heavenly fire and asked, "Is this kind of flame on the black flame arrow you saw?"

Song Zhong Ran's eyes widened, looked at the black flames that were burning quietly in Ding Ning's palm in disbelief, and said in surprise: "Yes, it's this kind of aura. I'm sure that this kind of flame was burning on the black arrow at the beginning."

Ding Ning continued to ask in a deep voice: "Is the ruins you mentioned in Kunlun Mountain?"

Song Zhong was even more shocked and said in a lost voice: "How do you know?"

But then he suddenly realized his mind and slapped his head: "I really said nonsense. Even the black arrow was conquered by you. It seems that you have been to that ruin."

"No, I have never been to that ruins and have not conquered the arrow."

Ding Ning shook his head and denied it, but his eyes were filled with excitement.

Since Song Zhong has entered the ruins in Kunlun Mountains and has received an adventure, it shows that he is a person with great luck and is a suitable candidate to follow him to participate in the battle for luck.

"Then... how could this black flame be..."

Song Zhong didn't finish his words, but he understood the meaning very clearly. Since Ding Ning had never been to that ruin, how could he have this black flame?

"The nirvana fire in that ruin is not the only one, that arrow is something that belongs to me."

Ding Ning didn't mean to explain to him, and said lightly, but frowned and thought about how Song Zhong's situation should be solved. Should he really abandon the Leng Yan Gun and practice again?

That is not impossible, but it can't catch up with the battle of luck. This does not meet his plans. I can only find another way to see how he can break through his current realm without abandoning the Leng Yan Soul Chasing Spear.

In fact, the wild physical practice can easily solve his problems, but this kind of anti-cancer technique that can improve the qualifications of warriors will never teach Song Zhong until he truly gained his trust.

Song Zhong was completely confused and didn't understand what Ding Ning meant. He was the black arrow?

What a joke? Ding Ning was probably not born when he entered the ruins. How could the black arrow be his thing?

But he has never been a very curious person, and Ding Ning is unwilling to say that he will not continue to ask questions.

Anyway, Ding Ning felt more and more mysterious in his heart, but the more this happened, the stronger he firmed his belief in becoming a disciple.

But I don’t know that what Ding Ning said is true at all. The black arrow is undoubtedly a supporting arrow for shooting the sun and bend bow. The sun and bend bow is his, so the supporting arrows should naturally belong to him.

However, this also made him full of doubts. At that time, Emperor Nether said that he had transformed the sun-bending bow into a dark treasure by him, but he never told him that there were supporting arrows when shooting the sun-bending bow.

So is it because Emperor Dark himself doesn’t know, or is it that he deliberately concealed it?

However, Ding Ning felt that the former should be more likely. After all, shooting the sun and bent the bow belonged to Dayi, and he got it accidentally. He was not the original owner. It was normal not to know that there were arrows.

Ding Ning had a faint intuition in his heart. If he could get a matching arrow, the power of shooting the sun and bent the bow would probably go to a higher level.

When he meets that Hui Shiba, as long as he keeps the distance, he will never be as embarrassed as last time by shooting the sun and bent his bow.

I have to say that the psychological shadow brought to him by Hui Shiba was too great. Although it was not the strongest enemy he had ever encountered, it was undoubtedly the most dangerous one among the enemies he had encountered.

As a result, he developed the habit of using Hui Shiba as his imaginary enemy at any time. No matter what kind of enemy he encountered, he would subconsciously compare it with Hui Shiba.

Although the Pseudo-Human Emperor is also very strong and is only slightly inferior to Hui Shiba in terms of realm, when it comes to the threat he can bring to him, he really can't catch up with Hui Shiba.

Hui Shiba was cultivated by the long-term immersion in life and death killing. The threat and pressure that could be brought to him was by no means comparable to the pseudo-human emperor who forced the growth of the seedlings to force his realm to improve.

To put it bluntly, if he abandons the advantage of not being shackled by the way of heaven, he is confident that he can kill the pseudo-human emperor under the knife within a hundred moves.

Unfortunately, even if the name of the Pseudo-Human Emperor is in front of the name of the Pseudo-Human Emperor, the word "Human Emperor" is not false. Even if it blinds the power obtained by the way of heaven, Ding Ning can do nothing to him because of the fact that he is not shackled by heaven and earth.

This has created a very passive situation in Ding Ning. He cannot defeat the Pseudo-Human Emperor, and the Pseudo-Human Emperor cannot do anything to him, creating a stalemate in which no one can do anything to anyone.

But the problem is that the Pseudo-Human Emperor has no relatives and no concerns, but he has his family and his family are full of weaknesses. If the Pseudo-Human Emperor attacks his relatives and friends, he will be absolutely passive.

What's more, the date of the Battle of Luck is getting closer. Once he leaves, who else can compete with the Pseudo-Human Emperor?

Grandpa may be able to do it, but his strength is rising and falling. Once he goes crazy, he is indeed unmatched. But he will also lose his mind and become disregarded by his relatives. Do you know if he will start killing his own people at that time?

In this case, Ding Ning naturally eager to obtain the matching arrows for shooting the sun and bent the bow, and before he left, he found a way to lead the pseudo-human emperor to kill him to prevent future troubles.

Seeing Ding Ning pondering and silent, Song Zhong knelt straight on the ground. He was so adult, and his mouth was stubbornly pursed like a child, as if Ding Ning would not give up if he didn't accept him as his disciple.

Ding Ning withdrew his thoughts and did not let him get up. He looked at him straight for a long time before saying in a deep voice: "Do you have to worship me as your teacher?"

"Um!"

Song Zhong nodded heavily, and squeezed out a single syllable from his nose to determine the answer.

"As a teacher for life, one day, you will be a father. Once you worship me as a teacher, you must completely obey my orders. Even if I ask you to die, you cannot hesitate at all. Are you sure you want to worship me as your teacher?"

Ding Ning asked again.

"I'll never regret it."

Song Zhong replied with a firm look.

Ding Ning could see his sincerity from his expression, but he knew that people like Song Zhong were determined and would never reveal any flaws even if he came with other purposes.

But he was not afraid. Some of them were means to turn Song Zhong into a real "person". He wanted to observe him slowly, but there was not much time left before the battle of luck. He had no time to waste it on him. He could only use the simplest and most direct way to transform his genes and sign the master-servant contract.

I immediately stretched out my hand with a expressionless face and placed it on top of Song Zhong's head: "If you really sincerely become a disciple, then don't resist and let go of your whole mind."

Song Zhong instinctively wanted to resist, but when he thought of what Ding Ning said before, he immediately calmed down and really let go of his whole mind without any defense.
Chapter completed!