"He is my father!" Kun Feng said casually.

Zhang Kui took a sip of wine and almost squirted it out.

There is still a man in this world who can conquer his master, who is super awesome!

At this moment, Zhang Kui was already promising to Ning Xi.

"boom!"

A earth-shaking sound suddenly came from behind the city lord's mansion.

"Nothing happens, keep eating!" Jiufeng said calmly.

Soon, a headless man appeared at the door of the house, his belly button opened and closed like a mouth, making a loud voice: "Jiufeng, send me a few jars of fine wine to satisfy my cravings. I haven't touched the wine for five hundred years, but I'm so greedy."

Jiufeng said coldly: "Xing Tian, ​​so many years have passed, you have barely broken the changes brought by Xiaoyao Holy Water. You are a waste and want to drink my wine."

"With my immortal fighting spirit, I broke the changes brought by Xiaoyao Holy Water. Who else in the world has this ability besides me?" Xing Tian was arrogant and arrogant.

"The Gu Yijian of Shushan Sword Sect only took a few kung fu to break the changes caused by Xiaoyao Holy Water." Jiufeng's words were watery, and the Gu Yijian only changed the changes and did not completely break them.

Xing Tian’s breasts were cracked, his round eyes widened, and he blurted out: “Is it true or false?”

"Of course it's true. The person beside me only took more than forty days to cultivate the innate Xiaoxiaoyao body, and the final absorption of Xiaoyao holy water was only a little worse than mine." Jiufeng pointed at Yang Tianyou and said.

Ning Xi was speechless. Is it really good to brag so unscrupulously in front of me?

"Boy, do you dare to fight me?" Xing Tian stared at Yang Tianyou and let out a roar like thunder.

Ning Xi's face turned black, your uncle, you, you, the Golden Immortal of Daluo, come to challenge me and the Chen Immortal, can you still have some face?

"It's meaningless for you to fight me." Ning Xi shook her head and refused.

However, Xing Tian’s undead fighting spirit has a favorable effect, which can allow Kunfeng and Xiao Yang Jian to learn.

"Born person!" Xing Tian is a combat maniac and a drunkard.

For him, life cannot be without battle and fine wine, otherwise life will lose all its fun.

"However, I have found a suitable opponent for you." Ning Xi said again.

Xing Tian came in anger and said, "Who!"

"Kunfeng!"

"He..." Xing Tian smiled, "The little sweet flowers raised in the greenhouse cannot stop me from taking a hatch. If I make a move, my mother will still open my thanks."

Kun Feng could not bear such contempt and said furiously: "Old drunkard, I want to fight you to the death."

"Look, I can't stand the contempt at all. This kind of mind is a pretty sweet flower in the greenhouse." Xing Tian grabbed a wine pot on the table, but saw Jiufeng knocking it from a distance with a chopstick. Xing Tian grinned his teeth and subconsciously withdrew his hand.

Ning Xi said: "You always say it well. My two sons have not undergone any training, so I will leave it to you for training."

"Don't care..." Xing Tian didn't have the heart to train two little babies. It's better to drink some fine wine than to have that skill.

Jiufeng knew that Ning Xi had set his sights on Xing Tian’s immortal fighting spirit, and she was very happy that Kunfeng learned the immortal fighting spirit, so she said domineeringly: "The answer is wrong, answer again."

Xing Tian said arrogantly: "I... Xing Tian would rather die than surrender."

"A year of fine wine!" Jiufeng said.

Xing Tian blurted out: "Three years!"

"make a deal!"

Xing Tian smiled bitterly, showed a fierce look, looked at Xiao Yang Jian and Kun Feng, and said in a sinister manner: "Boys, your hard days have begun. Be prepared to tremble under my mad abuse, hehe..."

"Idiot!" Kun Feng curled his lips disdainfully and continued to eat dumplings. The shrimp dumplings made by his father were so awesome.

"Is it finally going to start? I've been looking forward to it for a long time." A word "slash" flashed across Xiao Yang Jian's palm.

If Ning Xi saw it, he would definitely find that the word "Zhen" is completely integrated into Xiao Yang Jian's concept, which is fantasy and changeable without losing its sharpness and strength.

The New Year is over soon.

Ning Xi continued to learn the formation, and occasionally contacted Emperor Fuxi through Xuzhou Ding, asking him to give advice.

Under Xing Tian's violent abuse, Xiao Yang Jian and Kun Feng lived in ecstasy every day.

Xing Tian did not teach warfare methods, and he specially polished the will of the two.

All the disputes outside the world were blocked from the Xiaoyao Valley on the surface, but privately there was an undercurrent.

In this way, ten years passed quietly.

It was already the fifth and second year of the Shang Dynasty, and there were only five years left before the great catastrophe of the Gods began.

Yang Jian was seventeen years old and grew up to be a handsome young man with a handsome and elegant look, his eyes full of perseverance, calmness and wisdom.

Eight years ago, he began to practice the eight or nine mysterious skill. Ning Xi exchanged all the resources he received from the Anhui Sect through the black market money shop to the first and second levels of the eight or nine mysterious skill. Each level of the resources required was collected for ten.

After so many resources are spent, Yang Jian’s foundation has become extremely solid, perfect, and even impeccable.

Now Yang Jian’s cultivation has reached the peak of the true immortal.

The most terrifying thing is that he has cultivated Xing Tian’s immortal fighting spirit. With this immortal fighting spirit increase, the immortal immortal can also be defeated.

This is even Kun Feng is not as good as this.

In Xing Tian's words, this son is amazing. With time, he will definitely surpass the old man.

Ning Xi was very satisfied with Yang Jian's growth, but Ning Xi's progress has not been small.

First, his formation attainments are only one step away from the seventh-grade Heavenly Master;

Second, three years ago, Ning Xi successfully refined a fishing rod, using the hook as the formation base and the fishing rod as the array eye, and arranged it into a magic array that leads the fish to hook.

Since then, Ning Xi has been able to catch at least a true immortal-level dragon beard blood-crowned fish every day when he goes to Forming Lake.

With a large number of dragon-bearded blood-crowned fish to nourish blood qi, Ning Xi activated seventeen source runes in just half a year, making the total number of activated source runes reach 108, officially reaching the extreme of Dust Immortal.

Since then, Ning Xi has been polishing the foundation.

Now we have finally reached the peak of the first level of the Tribulation Art, and we can overcome the great disaster of life and death, transform into death, rebirth, and become a true immortal.

The Tribulation Art has a strong predatory nature. No matter who dares to kill the Tribulation Art practitioner, he will be robbed of something or ability.

So, what Ning Xi has to do now is to choose a suitable time to overcome the tribulation, then choose a target that you want to cheat, and go there and commit suicide.

In fact, Ning Xi has already chosen the time. He is ready to wait until the great catastrophe of the Gods begins and the heavenly secrets are in chaos, and then he will overcome the great catastrophe of life and death.

At that time, if he falls in front of everyone, everyone will think that he is dead, including Yuanshi Tianzun.

"Dad, my mother is looking for you." A little girl with pink and jade showed her bright and bright eyes from the door, blinking at Ning Xi, holding a steaming bun in her hands, eating with relish.

This is the professional goddess who cheats brother - the Three Holy Mother Yang Chan!
Chapter completed!