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Chapter 4479 never that habit

Eighth Elder!

Ning Feiyang never dreamed that he would achieve such a big leap. It was so happy.

Mengjia Town.

This is a very unique place. Many experts have heard of it and find it very difficult to integrate into it.

There is no referrer at all.

People in Mengjia Town would not bring in experts casually.

After all, there are legends here that a more powerful master has come here.

What a fairy!

Joining the Meng family and becoming the eighth elder with a foreign surname makes you more qualified to contact the inner core.

This is what attracts Ning Feiyang the most.

The more things you are exposed to, the easier it will be to improve in the future.

Completing system tasks will be much easier.

A crucial step.

"Thank you, Mr. Meng, for dealing with this. If it weren't for you, I definitely wouldn't be able to hold this position." Ning Feiyang said.

"You're welcome, this is what you actively strive for." Mr. Meng gave a thumbs up, "If I were outside, I wouldn't dare to kill the Eighth Elder. You are really brave."

I feel scared just thinking about it.

This is an enemy of the entire Du family. If the senior leaders of the Meng family decide that this is a provocation to the Meng family, they will have nothing to say if they kill him or expel him.

It must be something Mr. Meng strives for.

"Thanks to you, if my cultivation level had not improved, no matter how much I talked, no one would care about me." Master Meng said with a smile.

"Mr. Meng, let's stop being polite, it's boring." Ning Feiyang said with a smile.

Master Meng also laughed.

"Master Meng, what state have you reached now?" Ning Feiyang asked, "What is the level of cultivation after the holy state?"

"The holy realm I was in before was just the lowest holy realm. The realm I am in now is ridiculous. It is just the iron holy realm." Lord Meng said.

Iron Saint Realm?

"This... this is too low-level." Ning Feiyang was speechless.

Lord Meng smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, it's just a name. The predecessors created it, and that's what it's called."

"Now that I have reached the Bronze Saint realm, I am a one-star Bronze Saint. I am considered relatively powerful among the family."

Bronze Holy Realm!

Ning Feiyang corrected his attitude after hearing Master Meng's words.

"What about further up?" Ning Feiyang asked.

"I didn't ask deliberately. It doesn't mean much to me. Let's go step by step." Master Meng said.

"Well, I understand." Ning Feiyang nodded.

In cultivation, you rely on yourself.

If you keep counting on others, you won't make much progress.

Lord Meng has gained some cultivation experience along the way.

"Next, you go to the eighth elder's residence and completely take over the affairs related to him." Master Meng said, "I also have a new position here, and I need to get familiar with it as soon as possible."

"Yeah." Ning Feiyang nodded.

He came out and the news had spread.

Everyone's eyes fell on him again, a little more surprised.

Of course, it's more about envy, jealousy and hatred.

"Elder Ning, you are amazing."

"Became the eighth elder, a master."

"Haha, walk around more in the future."

Some of those who sincerely wished him well, as well as many cultivators, were members of the Du family, and their words had a strong sour taste.

It's uncomfortable to listen to.

Ning Feiyang didn't care. When he killed the eighth elder of the Du family, he had already prepared for the worst and completely fell out with the entire Du family.

The Eighth Elder is not responsible for many things, but he can be regarded as the core. He manages the logistics work of Elder Meng!

With this position, you can have access to more elders of the Meng family. As long as you serve them well, you can get endless benefits.

According to the rules of the Meng family, if the position of an elder with a foreign surname is adjusted, he can take a week off.

"You're good enough. Congratulations." Meng Ling had already run over, "Wow, it's such a big mansion, even bigger than my boudoir."

"Ning Feiyang, congratulations, congratulations." Mingyue Saint is also happy for Ning Feiyang.

Ning Feiyang smiled and said, "Thank you very much. I will officially take office in a week and treat you to a big dinner."

"I'm afraid it won't be up to you then. I have the final say." Meng Ling said with a playful smile.

"What do you mean?" Ning Feiyang was confused.

Meng Ling suddenly became serious and said, "Don't you remember the bet we just made? You said you could improve your cultivation within a week."

"If you can't be promoted, then...won't you have to be at my disposal for a year?"

It turns out to be this.

Ning Feiyang smiled.

"Can you still laugh?" Meng Ling suddenly realized, "Is it possible that you have a masochistic tendency?"

"You are the one with masochistic tendencies." Ning Feiyang spat.

You must maintain your image in front of the goddess!

"By the way, do you plan to practice in seclusion this week?" Meng Ling asked curiously.

"I don't have the habit of retreating. I want to go home and see you again in a week." After Ning Feiyang finished speaking, he turned and left.

Very chic.

He is now a member of Mengjia Town, and his surname is the Eighth Elder, and he has the right to come and go freely.

"Hey!" Meng Ling looked at his leaving figure and shouted loudly.

Ning Feiyang responded: "Stop shouting, save some energy, and wait to fulfill the bet. I like the taste of osmanthus. When you kiss me, you'd better chew a piece of osmanthus-flavored gum!"

Crazy enough!

After saying that, he disappeared!

"You..." Meng Ling was very angry, "This guy is too arrogant. What does he mean by not having the habit of seclusion?"

"Ling'er, you have misunderstood him. He really has no habit of seclusion." Mingyue Saint explained.

"What?" Meng Ling's eyes widened when he heard this, "As a cultivator, you don't practice in seclusion?"

Saintess Mingyue asked, "Have you ever seen him practice in seclusion?"

"No." Meng Ling shook her head, "But, I haven't known him long."

"Yes, but in this very short period of time, has his cultivation advanced?" Saintess Mingyue asked again.

More than just an advancement!

It’s like riding a rocket!

Rising slowly!

Too fast.

"You mean, it's possible for him to advance without going into seclusion?" Meng Ling asked.

"He belongs to the adventurous type. He keeps taking risks, creating opportunities, and improving his own strength." The Mingyue Saint replied, "As for retreat, it really doesn't exist."

Meng Ling said: "Can it be said that he can really improve?"

"It's hard to say." Saintess Mingyue responded.

"What should we do? We still have to fulfill our bet and kiss him?" Meng Ling's eyes widened.

"Um..." Certain images emerged involuntarily in Saintess Mingyue's mind.

The two of them shivered at the same time.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible." Meng Ling shook his head and said.

She has a crush on Ning Feiyang, but it's impossible for her to develop that quickly.

Besides, Ning Feiyang's cultivation level was far inferior to hers, so she still had to consider it.


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