Sun Ning started practicing again, and the huge Zangfeng Valley had become very quiet.
If it weren't for Liang Xingjian's corpse, standing on the spot like an icicle, it would almost make people doubt the authenticity of the scene just now.
Liang Xingjian's storage ring fell to the ground, and there must be his jihad order and identity plate inside.
But no one dared to step forward and pick it up.
The temperature in the holy war realm was already very low, and even though these golden elixir warriors had to use all their strength to resist, no one returned to the Spring Breeze Tent.
After a long time, some people came back to their senses from the fear just now, and the low-pitched comments that seemed to be lacking in confidence finally started to sound.
"Is Liang Xingjian just dead?"
"Who is that monster just now? Where did he go?"
Some people marveled, some people speculated.
"I understand! The weirdo just now was the young master's magic weapon. Liang Xingjian wanted to attack that young man and hurt his life, but in the end he activated the magic weapon and lost his own life."
Among the four girls in the Mingjun Club, a girl named Xia Dai'er, who was fair-skinned and beautiful and wore a green skirt, suddenly let out a sweet cry, as if she had thought of something, and her pretty face was full of horror.
"A magic weapon for protection?"
As soon as this statement came out, the onlookers also showed shocked expressions.
Protective magic weapons are different from ordinary treasures or Taoist tools.
It is often a magical weapon specially refined by large sects and powerful forces in order to protect the talented but still immature young genius disciples in the sect.
This kind of magic weapon may not be of high grade, but it contains the power of the refiner's will and can exert part of the refiner's actual strength.
The protective magic weapon is usually hidden deep in the body of the bearer, and will only emerge to protect the owner when life is in danger.
The requirements for the refiner's cultivation and protective magic weapon are extremely high.
Not to mention the Nine Tribulations Master, even those powerful semi-saints may not be able to refine it.
Moreover, when refining, one's own life essence or cultivation level needs to be depleted. This has resulted in the extreme scarcity of protective magic weapons. Looking at a large family, there are usually no more than three people who can possess protective magic weapons.
Most people have heard of the magic weapon for self-protection and know its efficacy, but they have never seen it before.
After all, such treasures are far out of reach for relatively ordinary people.
"Yes, this must be a magic weapon for self-protection!"
"This young master can actually carry a protective magic weapon! Where does he come from? Is he the core genius of a certain pillar-level force?"
Everyone who had previously regarded Sun Ning as an ant, and almost no one took him seriously, had a mixture of envy and fear on their faces.
Fortunately, I didn't provoke this seemingly ordinary little bastard!
Is this the legendary low-key and awesome person around?
Damn it, why do I pretend to be so ordinary? Isn’t this a lie?
When the women's eyes looked at Sun Ning, they were more or less fiery, and their eyes became brighter, shining with a strange luster.
If I can build a relationship with this young master, will I still have to worry about being in the Realm Alliance in the future?
Is it still necessary to risk one's life and enter the realm of jihad like now?
"This young man is sitting on a protective magic weapon and has a mysterious origin. He is most likely the top three genius successor to a certain pillar-level force. If I can get into his heart, I will definitely be able to live the life I want."
Xia Daier gritted her silver teeth secretly, and her eyes gradually became firm.
"Meeting such a young man is definitely an opportunity in front of me. If I miss it, the door closest to the top level in my life may be closed. No matter what, I will seize this opportunity."
Another woman named Yang Qiuyue, who was wearing a long red dress that accentuated her curvy figure, secretly made a vow.
"As long as Huangfu Baihu doesn't fight with me, I can have something happen with this young master. Even if it's just a one-night stand, if I ask him for something in the future, he won't refuse."
Qin Mengjie, a beauty in purple clothes, had a faint glint of lust in her beautiful eyes, and pursed her bright lips, which were shiny and wet with saliva.
Even the two women from the Star Club had similar plans in mind.
An iron-clad alliance and a flowing stream of visitors.
There are so many people coming and going in this precious place for cultivation.
It is so difficult to stay here.
For countless years, the qualifications to enter the Realm Alliance have been restricted by pillar-level sects or forces such as the Great Sage Chamber of Commerce, Qiankun Shenwu Palace, Shendan Palace, Tianjiao Temple, Divine Weapon Palace, Tianfu Sect, Qinqi, Calligraphy and Painting Sect, and the Three Saints Sect.
Keep a tight grip.
People with relatively ordinary backgrounds like them might have been famous in a dynasty or a region before, but before these big forces, they were as ordinary as gravel.
If they want to enter the battlefield of the Yuan Realm, they must either join these forces and become members of them, but their status is definitely not comparable to that of internal disciples who have deep roots in Miaohong?
Not to mention the most core and most powerful super genius among these forces.
And the vast majority of them, often due to factors such as talent and age, are not even qualified to join these pillar-level forces.
You can only rely on the small sect you belong to, and the entire family is attached to a certain force. If you perform well, you can occasionally get one or two rewards.
Because of this, their desire to remain in the Realm Alliance is stronger and more urgent than those in the big forces.
"He is indeed very capable, but the phantom that appeared is definitely not a protective magic weapon! How can he have the spiritual will of a strong person in a protective magic weapon to call the bearer his master? I don't know where this guy comes from.
?”
Among the crowd, Huangfu Baihu was the only one who remained calm.
She had long seen how extraordinary this young man was, and of course she would not be too surprised that Sun Ning was able to resolve this dispute easily.
The only thing that surprised her was that it was done in this way.
Her beautiful eyes once again fell on the young man who was as motionless as an ice sculpture, and there was a meaningful look in his shining eyes.
At this moment, Zhao Shengtian, the second-in-command of the Mingjunhui, suddenly flashed and quickly took the storage ring that had fallen to the ground in front of Liang Xingjian's body and injected the true energy into it.
There was a flash of light, and the identity plate and jihad order belonging to Liang Xingjian fell into his hands.
However, Zhao Shengtian came to President Xingchen, presented two signs, and said respectfully: "Liang Xingjian is dead, and the Mingjun Association has ceased to exist in name only. I am willing to switch to the Xingchen Association, and I hope President Gongsun can take him in!"
Everyone immediately frowned.
Previously, Zhao Shengtian had been fawning over Liang Xingjian in every possible way, as if he wanted to hit him wherever he wanted, wanting to do him a disservice.
Unexpectedly, the latter had just died, and he couldn't wait to find a new master. In terms of shamelessness, no one could match him, which is really unimaginable. (To be continued)