Deputy Pavilion Master or something like that is just a false name.
Ling Luo didn't care at all, and she believed Xiao Jie wouldn't care either.
Ling Luo looked stern and saw a faint smile hanging on Xiao Jie's lips. Then she realized that he was doing it willingly and not under coercion.
Why?
Hua Nongying went to Xiao Jie alone, and almost taught him Wu Jie's sword skills.
Ling Luo's eyes fell on Jie's waist and found a transparent sword. The breath of time and space flowing on the sword seemed to be non-existent.
She understands! Phaseless Sword!
This is a deal!
"Master Hua Pavilion, you can't detain my brother." Ling Luo paused, his expression more serious than ever before, "A false name and an immortal weapon, we don't need it in the God Killing Pavilion!"
She doesn't have to pair up with Yu to practice the Wuxiang Sword.
She will be able to condense the Guiyi Pill in no time. She needs to spend a lot of time to understand the Great Purdue Buddha's Light, practice the Great Sun Treasure Light Dry Flame True Fire, and get the Qijue Xuanming Pill.
At the birthday banquet, hundreds of giant sect leaders, as well as the millions of disciples behind the sect leader, all looked at Ling Jie with envy.
"What kind of luck has this kid got?"
"Who the hell is he? How come he has been favored by Hua Nongying?"
“This is simply a step to the top!”
"Why is this kid so good! I once fought against him during the decisive battle of magic in the arena. He was at the first level of the Secret Realm of Heaven and Man, so he is really not a master."
"This young man is the younger brother of Ling Yaonv, right? How come all the benefits have been taken by the God-Slaying Pavilion?"
"Look at Ling Yaonv's unhappy look, she must be out of her mind."
…
"Master Ling Pavilion."
Seeing Ling Luo's objection, Hua Nongying's purple eyes burned. He just stared at her and casually broke off a fist-sized golden dragon statue inlaid on the armrest of the luxurious throne engraved with dragons and gold. Come down.
Then, with a smile on her lips, Hua Nongying crushed the fist-sized Tianlong statue into pieces with a smile, and the golden powder floated and swirled in the air.
Ling Luo narrowed her beautiful eyes and said in a deep voice: "Master Hua Pavilion, what do you mean?"
Threat?
This was the first thought that came to Ling Luo's mind.
Is Hua Nongying telling her that if she doesn't agree, just like this red gold Tianlong statue, it will only end up being shattered?
"Master Ling Pavilion, how many grains of powder are there in this red gold Tianlong statue?"
But who would have expected that Hua Nongying smiled slightly, with the corners of her lips curved in a beautiful and demonic arc, and actually asked Ling Luo such an inexplicable question.
Ling Luo was slightly stunned and said: "Of course there are countless."
The smile on Hua Nongying's lips grew stronger, she blew the golden powder off her hand, then raised her hand, pointed to the sky, and said: "If Hua were to be crushed by the stars in the sky, how much powder and gravel would there be? Pavilion Master Ling, can you estimate it?"
Ling Luo frowned slightly, her beautiful eyes full of doubts, and said: "Of course there are more, too many to count. Master Hua Pavilion, what exactly do you want to say, please tell me directly, Luo'er is stupid."
Even though she is well-versed in all aspects, she is not good at solving such cryptic riddles.
"Lingge, what Hua wants to express to you is——"
Hua Nongying's purple eyes became deeper and deeper. He put down his hand and placed it on Ling Jie's shoulder beside him. He said loudly, "Your brother Ling Jie will get more cultivation resources when he enters my Nongying Pavilion." The amount of powder crushed by the stars in the sky is much greater!"