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Chapter 1217 Beixuan Patriarch

Just thirty years?

It has been more than thirty years since she left to today...

"How old are you this year? Has your mother been gone for thirty years?"

A hint of anxiety appeared in Wang Lin's eyes, and he grabbed Ning Qi's arm and asked quickly.

"More than thirty years."

Ning Qidao.

"Mu Ting is in danger, she must be in danger..."

Wang Lin murmured to himself, and suddenly his expression changed. He turned to look at the Great Sage Xuanzhen: "Dad, I..."

"Go, since this son is Mu Ting's son, that is, the son of our Wang family, I will watch you!"

The Great Sage Xuanzhen sighed faintly and said.

Wang Lin breathed a sigh of relief. Since the Great Sage Xuanzhen said this, it means he would not attack Ning Qi again. He looked at Ning Qi anxiously and said, "Child, where did your mother disappear at the beginning?"

"Qin and Tang Empire."

As soon as Ning Qi finished speaking, Wang Lin's figure disappeared. Can this guy find the Qin and Tang Empire from such a vast continent?

Ning Qi was extremely suspicious, and at the same time he was also a little worried that his mother, or the woman who gave birth to Ning Qi's former life, had a true mother-son relationship with him in terms of blood. If the other party really encountered any danger, Ning Qi would do everything possible to find them.

"At least, I can do my best to your filial piety..."

Ning Qi sighed at himself in his heart.

In the venue, everyone was silent, looking at Ning Qi while looking at the Great Sage Xuanzhen, waiting for his next instructions.

Their attitude towards Ning Qi was very complicated. A great saint Xuanzhen who had harmed him went to the central continent to find the child born to the woman who apologized, but inexplicably returned to the Wang family and became an alchemist. His methods were so magical that the early stage of the Dharma Realm were actually blown out by his move.

Such means have surpassed most of the elders of Zhifeng.

Even among the geniuses of the Wang family generation, no one has such a means. Ning Qi suddenly returned to the Wang family, but he was afraid that it would block the way for some people!

"Xuanlong, do you say your son died at his hands?"

The Great Sage Xuanzhen looked at Wang Xuanlong and said lightly.

"Old ancestor, I have no evidence."

Wang Xuanlong hesitated for a moment and said with a wry smile.

"Since there is no evidence, there is no need to mention this matter in the future."

The Great Sage Xuanzhen’s faint Tao.

"yes!"

Wang Xuanlong nodded respectfully.

"This 'Seventh-level Condensing Pill' should allow you to restore your Dharma image within a hundred years."

The Great Sage Xuanzhen looked at the monk who had destroyed his Dharma image by Ning Qi. At this moment, he was throwing him a porcelain bottle with a look of despair.

"Thank you, ancestor!"

The monk showed surprise on his face, and he quickly took the porcelain bottle and knelt down to the Great Saint Xuanzhen to thank him!

"You, come with me."

The Great Sage Xuanzhen looked at Ning Qi at the end and said lightly.

After saying that, he turned around and broke through the air towards the main courtyard. Ning Qi hesitated for a moment, and finally followed. Seeing this, the others left the place with a solemn look on their faces.

"Xue'er, you have made great contributions to our 99th Academy this time! Haha! The son of Muting, the grandson of Wang Lin, and the great-grandson of the Great Sage of Xuanzhen, have become the alchemist of our 99th Academy. I think who dares to make a decision in the future!"

Wang Hai laughed happily.

Wang Xue showed a very forced smile.

"Wang Xuanlong, I think you can get some gifts to apologize as soon as possible."

Wang Hai looked at Wang Xuanlong again mockingly.

"snort!"

Wang Xuanlong snorted coldly and waved his sleeves to leave. Wang Mu followed him with a look of fear.

...

The Great Sage Xuanzhen was very fast, and Ning Qi tried his best to barely see his butt. When he arrived outside the main courtyard, the Great Sage Xuanzhen stopped immediately. He looked at Ning Qi, who was emitting the law of lightning and lightning, and said: "Your speed is okay, at least the early stage of the Dharma Realm without special magical instruments will not catch you."

Ning Qi smiled without answering.

The Great Sage Xuanzhen reached out and grabbed it. The next moment, the scenery around him changed drastically, and Ning Qi found that he was already standing in the center of a small courtyard.

"Tell me, who do you get from this inheritance?"

The Great Sage Xuanzhen turned his back to Ning Qi and said lightly.

"Is it OK not to say it?"

Ning Qi smiled.

The Great Sage Xuanzhen slowly turned around and looked at Ning Qi lightly: "No one dared to say this to me yet."

"Don't the Creator dare?"

Ning Qi smiled.

The Great Saint Xuanzhen was slightly stunned: "Do you think you can become the Creator?"

"Why can't it?"

Ning Qi smiled.

"Okay, I won't ask about your inheritance."

After the Great Saint Xuanzhen looked at Ning Qi for three or four breaths, he said lightly.

After a pause, he continued, "I will keep your identity secret from the Wang family's children so as not to spread to the Central Continent. If that person is still jealous, I am afraid that even I will not be able to protect you. From now on, you will practice well with me."

"Is it the Central Continent who forced you to attack your granddaughter with your own hands?"

Ning Qidao.

A sharp look flashed in the eyes of the Great Saint Xuanzhen, and he looked at Ning Qi coldly: "Don't think that you are my great-grandson, and you can be so unceremonious in front of me! The Wang family's cultivation is more than you, and the strongest people are already mid-stage cultivators in the Dharma Realm! Compared with them, you are far inferior to them! Wang Kong's Dharma Realm was destroyed by you just now, and it was probably the powerful method that possessed you had nothing to do with you. The blood of the immortal clan, haha, Feng Jiuxian also had such a method, but he had fled from the Qinglong Continent in a panic? If it weren't for Mu Ting's sake, you would have to stay in the family's Yan Prison for at least one hundred years!"

"I want to know who is the Central Continent and what is the name."

Ning Qi said lightly that he didn't seem to care about the threat from the Great Sage Xuanzhen.

"What's the use of you know?"

A trace of disdain flashed in the eyes of the Great Saint Xuanzhen.

"Since that's the case, I'll say goodbye first."

Ning Qi bowed his hand and turned around and left.

"The cultivation resources you can get in the main courtyard are far more than you see on weekdays."

The voice of the Great Sage Xuanzhen sounded behind Ning Qi.

"I'm still staying in the Ninety-Nine Courtyard. I'm used to it. I'm sorry, Xuan Zhen's Great Sage."

Seeing Ning Qi's figure disappearing from his vision, a smile suddenly appeared on the face of the Great Saint Xuanzhen, and he whispered to himself: "Want to become the Creator? I am so energetic, and I have the same virtue as his father."

………

Ninety-Nine Courtyard.

When Wang Xue saw Ning Qi appearing again in front of her, she was so surprised that the nearby guards and maids knelt on the ground and bowed.

He, why is he back...

A hint of surprise flashed in Wang Xue's eyes first, and then she felt a little distressed.

"Bei, Beixuan Ancestor..."
Chapter completed!
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