Big Data Cultivation

Jing Ling's words were confident, and even the ghost master was speechless.

But at this moment, Feng Jun said, "Then I and two true monarchs stay with you in the air-meng world, do we owe you?"

"This... of course not," Jing Ling is indeed a tyrannical existence who only knows that there are people, but when he hears this, he doesn't dare to recognize it like that. Even if it is stronger in the past, it still has no strength.

So it said, "I won't let you go in vain. I will have a heart for myself when I recover."

"I don't need your mind," Feng Jun shook his head and replied faintly, "I have one request now. Since I can bring you here, I naturally have the right to refine a treasure to help Senior Ghost to collect the soul nourishing liquid. Don't you Should I object?"

"Of course I won't object," Jing Ling said loudly, "but if you want to collect the soul nourishing liquid for it, that is your own business. You must not use my power to kill the soul body."

It knows that it has a strong ability to wipe out the soul, and of course it doesn't want others to follow the ride. This idea is unique, but it's fine.

"No problem," Feng Jun agreed very categorically, "then let's leave it alone and meet again when we are leaving."

"Hold on," Jing Ling was stunned when he heard the words, "You mean... let's do what we do?"

"Of course," Feng Jun answered naturally, "I don't take advantage of you, and I don't want you to take advantage of the predecessors of the ghost. Everyone kills the soul body according to their ability... Isn't it the most fair?"

"Of course it's not fair," Jing Ling was immediately annoyed when he heard the words, "We are both soul bodies, you help it or not, is this fair?"

Its cultivation base has increased a lot, but the yin-yang mirror currently in its body is only a magic weapon in the dusty stage. As a tool spirit, it is impossible to use such a low-level magic weapon automatically, and people always have to walk around with it. go with.

Just like when the boss Gou was in the Soul Stone, he didn't have the ability to move. Only when Thunder encounters thunder and lightning, would he drive the Soul Stone lifelessly, and it was also pierced by Feng Jun at that time.

Jing Ling's current cultivation base can easily kill the Nascent Soul Heavenly Demon, but it is inconvenient to move, and it is very difficult to go to the places where the souls live, not to mention the need to move around during the battle.

"I'm yours for the lower realm. Isn't that fair?" Feng Jun asked unhappily, "As for I took the ghost senior to find the soul body, that is also the result of you not wanting it to divide you... Is this Isn't it your own request?"

Jing Ling became more and more annoyed, "You know that I am inconvenient... I'm surprised, why are you so partial?"

As he thought about it, he and Feng Jun were both born on the earth, and there was a contract. The other party was just a lonely wild ghost.

"Because you are too alone and don't know how to cooperate," Feng Jun replied very directly, "Your character is that you only know that you have oneself and you don't know anyone. I have no intention of changing you. It is normal for a cultivator to be alone, but for me... I still need some companions on the road!"

Jing Ling was stunned when he heard it, and then it furiously, "I don't need you to teach me how to do things... You don't want to accompany me down and transfer me to the two true monarchs. Isn't it a big problem?"

It's not that people who don't understand what the other party is saying are reasonable, but people who are accustomed to willfulness sometimes find it difficult to reason.

"Of course," Feng Jun replied without hesitation, "but I am not responsible for whether people are willing to help you."

Jing Ling was silent. It really didn't expect this guy to act so decisively, not taking himself seriously.

Feng Jun didn't hear its reply, so he just accepted it, so he found Xuanyuanbuqi and Qianzhong, and said Jingling's request again-of course, he didn't mention the ghost boss.

"Help Senior Jingling find the soul body...you won't follow?" Xuanyuanbuqi frowned, and shook his head without thinking, "I'm afraid it is inconvenient. I like to make friends and make my own."

Qianzhong also shook his head bluntly, "We can't afford this senior, and if something goes wrong, we can't afford the consequences."

Jing Ling was furious when he heard the words, but in the end, it turned into a heavy grunt—its pride did not allow it to give any explanation.

Qianzhong couldn't help but explain, "We are not suspicious of Senior, but the reason why we are in the lower realm is because we have a deep friendship with Feng Shanzhu. If Senior insists on separating from him, it is better to... ask Yide or Banhui? Both of them. Maybe I'm willing to accompany you."

In fact, she said "no doubt", which represented a certain degree of suspicion. They didn't know what happened between Feng Jun and Jing Ling, but if it was about trust, the two obviously preferred to believe Feng Jun.

These two knew that Jing Ling had a very high realm, but they didn't think that Jing Ling must have more opportunities than Feng Jun, and this senior was obviously harder to deal with than Feng Jun.

They are all old worlds, and no one will overturn the boat on such trivial matters. After choosing the camp, you should go down resolutely, for the sake of a senior whose future is uncertain, ruining the friendship with Feng Jun, the "duobao boy" , How much brainstorming is needed to do this?

Jing Ling was very displeased when they saw them politely rejecting him, thinking about how old it existed, and now willing to give the other party a chance to contact him, it can be said that it is enough to put down his body and give the other party a chance.

If it is replaced when it is lingering on Mars, or it will not mind the situation in front of it, after all, restoration of origin is the first thing, but now it is different. It already has a channel to restore its origin, and the difference is nothing more than time. It regained pride.

So even if there is a bit of disharmony with Feng Jun, Jing Ling still tells Feng Jun simply, "Forget it, I don't need the two little Yuan Ying to take me, you can let Yu Qingzhu come and take me."

Feng Jun flatly refused, "That's impossible, she just came out of the first stage, this is an unfamiliar realm."

"What about the unfamiliar realm?" Jing Ling replied indifferently, "With me protecting her, who can get her?"

Do you really think everyone is going to be around you? Feng Jun became more annoyed, that is, he knew that Jing Ling's thinking was different from that of ordinary cultivators, so he asked, "I don't intend to offend, but if others don't want to give you face, can you protect yourself?"

Jing Ling was speechless, and for a long time he snorted angrily, "After all, you just don't want me to act alone."

"Yes, I'll choose someone for you," Feng Jun shook his head helplessly, "Can Qu Jianlei?"

Chifeng faction is also under the Golden Crow faction, and Qu Zhenren has an unusual relationship with him. If something happens, Chifeng will not complain too much.

Jing Ling thought about it, and reluctantly said, "Well, let's let that boy Wan Hui follow."

Is this going to part ways? Feng Jun was really helpless in his heart, but he didn't want to get used to the other party's problems, and at the same time secretly made up his mind: never take this servant to the second realm to brush the soul body.

Not only does he not take it to clean the soul body, but after most of the magic weapons are refined, he will not give it any more resources, but will ask the guardian to send it back to Mars...you can toss it there anyway!

Feng Jun always felt that he was a good talker, and he didn't just point out the soul-raising liquid for himself. The existence of the ghost and the guardian should all need the soul-raising liquid, but he just met a guy like Jing Ling.

There was a sense of decisiveness in his heart, but Jing Ling sensed it. For a while, it was a bit strange, "Are you angry with me? Just because of that lonely wild ghost?"

"It's not just for the predecessors," Feng Jun did not deny it, but replied in a stern face. "Cultivation resources are obtained by winning. No one is born with so many resources. You are too self-centered... "

"Forget it, I am not qualified to preach to you. Anyway, I only know what I want and don't know how to pay. It won't be my friend."

"I am inherently noble!" Jing Ling replied without hesitation, "It is an honor for you to be my friend."

"But I don't want this honor," Feng Jun replied without hesitation, "So, I won't force you!"

He was quite polite, and the ghost boss was not polite, "You are noble, how about the one above the Rashan League?"

"If it's in its heyday, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, I'm not the same as it," Jing replied angrily. In fact, this is already bragging, but it is in the air, where can I control so much?

"I'm still thinking about the part that divides the run after refining some soul nourishing liquid," the big man snorted disdainfully, "if you are born noble, I am not much worse than you, why are you so lacking eyesight? "

"I don't need eyesight. I can't afford to be humbly in a great battle," Jing Ling replied proudly, "Strength is the most important thing."

The big man sneered, "The question is, do you have the strength now? You have to hunt down some souls and have to be taken by others. I really don’t know where you came from. To tell the truth, you can live until now. It's a miracle."

Unexpectedly, Jing Ling didn't have any hard lips anymore. After a long time, it hummed softly, "It doesn't need Qu Jianlei anymore. You can directly find Wan Hui and let him take me for a ride. Take a look at how you hunt the soul body!"

Now that it is said that, it is inevitable to be divided into two teams. When the real fairy of Wan Hui got the yin-yang mirror, a strange light flashed in his eyes, "This thing... is too expensive?"

Although he is not very much in the lower realm, he also knows that there are mirror spirits in Baibotan, which can refine strange treasures.

"It's okay, I just need to hold it," Feng Jun waved his hand indifferently. This is not a bet on the opponent's character, but a performance. This person is very loyal to the sect, and it is not that way. The person who forgets righteousness.

And besides him, Qianzhong is also very good at deduction, and she can feel some bad luck, but she didn't give any warning.

After Zhenxian Wanhui got the Yin Yang mirror and left, Feng Jun didn't continue to pay attention. He is now more concerned about whether the guardian can refine the treasure to refine the soul nourishing liquid, and if so, how long it will take.