Because of this obsession, Lin Bei would frantically temper his body and reduce the gap between himself and the strong attack soul master.

Even invented firearms, a weapon to improve their own combat effectiveness.

But this almost crazy paranoia made it easy for Lin Bei to go crooked.

Therefore, Ning Fengzhi has been fully supporting Lin Bei all this time, bringing him closer to his goal.

At the same time, minimize verbal or behavioral stimulation in life to avoid Lin Bei going astray.

"I see."

Chenxin also understood what Ning Fengzhi meant.

He also saw Lin Bei's obsession, but compared to Ning Fengzhi, he didn't pay much attention to some details.

Now that Ning Fengzhi reminded him, he would naturally avoid behavior and words in this regard.

At this time, in the ring, the battle was nearing its end.

Although the soul power levels of the two sides were similar, the soul power consumed by Lin Bei's increase was very low, which could guarantee him a long battle.

This was not the case with the Beast Soul Master opposite him. The soul power

consumed by the martial soul possession alone was basically the same as Lin Bei's increase, plus he had been using soul techniques to try to defeat Lin Bei, and the consumption of soul power was even greater.

After coming and going, his disadvantage became more and more important, and in the end, he could only be defeated by Lin Bei helplessly.

"Accepted!"

Lin Bei withdrew the sword into the storage soul guide and held his fist at the beast soul master on the opposite side.

The Beast Soul Master smiled bitterly and shook his head helplessly.

"Xiaobei, you are getting more and more powerful now, sometimes I have to wonder whether you are a strong attack department or I am a strong attack department."

Lin Bei smiled slightly, noncommittal.

This is what he wants!

His current cultivation arrangements are almost rolled into pockmarks, if he can't beat the soul masters of the level, then why is it necessary for him to roll up like this?

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Lin Bei walked to Ning Fengzhi's side.

"Teacher, Elder Sword."

Ning Fengzhi nodded and said, "Xiaobei, let's suspend your cultivation for a period of time starting tomorrow.

"What's wrong teacher?"

Lin Bei looked at Ning Fengzhi with a little doubt.

"Tomorrow is the opening ceremony of the continent-wide senior soul master elite competition, you go with me to watch the battle, it is difficult to make breakthrough progress behind closed doors, and it may also help you to see the fighting methods of other soul masters."

"I know, teacher."

Lin Bei nodded.

He knew about this more than half a year ago, when Ning Fengzhi said that he would take him to watch the battle together.

It just so happened that Lin Bei also wanted to see what level the participants of this year's elite competition were.

He remembered that in the original work, there was a superb and strange wind laughing sky, innately full of soul power, mutated martial soul.

As a result, the twenties are only in their forties.

When he saw this person, Lin Bei was almost amused.

The same innate full of soul power, Tang is thirty-four years old and forty levels, and he is in his twenties and forty levels.

Even if there was no immortal grass, that guy from Tang San was in his thirties at the age of fourteen, and he could be in his fifties or even sixty levels when he was in his normal cultivation twenties.

As a result, the wind laughs in the sky of more than forty levels.

It's outrageous.

I don't know if the original author deliberately pressed him, or if this person was really wasted.

..........

After resting for a day, Lin Bei changed into a dress and sat in the carriage with Ning Fengzhi.

There are four people in the car: Ning Fengzhi, Chenxin, Lin Bei, and Ning Rongrong.

Unlike Lin Bei, Ning Rongrong wanted to go by himself.

She is the most uneasy person.

In the past, there was Lin Bei playing with her.

But since Lin Bei's martial soul awakened, there was less and less time to play with Ning Rongrong.

As a result, she had nothing to do and could only run to Tiandou City.

It's good at first, it's a little interesting, you can play around.

But after playing too much, I am also tired of it.

In addition, everyone with a name and surname in Tiandou City knows that Ning Rongrong is the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect, even if Ning Rongrong teases them, they all greet each other with a smile.

One by one, can't afford to provoke and hide? Seeing that Ning Rongrong

hid one after another, he didn't play with her at all, causing Ning Rongrong to become more and more bored now.

Now that there is finally a bustle to make up, how could Ning Rongrong be willing to miss it?

"Dad, is there a lot of people from other kingdoms and principalities coming to Heaven Dou City to participate in the Soul Master Competition?"

Ning Rongrong's big eyes were spinning, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Ning

Fengzhi also rubbed her head when he heard Ning Rongrong's words.

"You, don't always think about tricking people, the contestants of this Soul Master Competition are all characters with heads and faces, if you offend them, Dad will not be easy to deal with."

"Slightly~~" Ning Rongrong stuck out his tongue towards Ning Feng.

"I don't believe it, we are the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect, except for the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex family, who dares to offend us."

Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi's face was a little helpless.

"Rong Rong, although our Seven Treasure Glazed Sect is very powerful, not everyone can bully, besides, bullying is not the style of our Seven Treasure Glazed Sect."

"It's okay, it's okay, bullying people is not the practice of the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect, but I would rather Rongrong's approach!" Anyway, no matter what I do, Grandpa Jian will support me, right?

Saying that, Ning Rongrong still held the arm of the dust heart and coquettishly.

Seeing this, Chenxin also laughed with satisfaction.

"That's right, no matter what our family Rongrong does, Grandpa Jian will definitely support you!"

"Uncle Jian, you...."

Ning Fengzhi intended to complain a few words, but he didn't know where to start.

Dusty Xin and Gu Rong both have no heirs, they both regard Ning Rongrong as their own treasures, holding them in their hands for fear of bumping and touching, and holding them in their mouths for fear of melting, causing Ning Fengzhi to sometimes want to educate Ning Rongrong can't help. In addition, in the past two years

, Ning Fengzhi has focused more attention on Lin Bei, and has less education for Ning Rongrong, resulting in Ning Rongrong's temper growing in the past two years.

Some time ago, Ning Rongrong even ran to the Tiandou Palace to put laxatives in the tea water of Xueqinghe.

If it weren't for Xue Qinghe's guards finding out, I was afraid that this Heaven Dou Prince would be ugly once.

That time, Ning Fengzhi originally wanted to educate Ning Rongrong well, but before he could say a word, he was interrupted by Dusty Heart and Gu Rong.

Anyway, in their opinion, Ning Rongrong has been a member of the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect all her life, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect will protect her for the rest of her life, what's wrong with her skin?

As long as she's happy!

As for offending people?

Except for the emperors of the two empires and the pope of the Martial Soul Hall, others will be offended if they offend!

Anyway, they couldn't beat the cooperation between Dusty Heart and Gu Rong.

Plus Ning Rongrong has always been just naughty, never wants human life, even if he offends no matter how he is, how ruthless can he be?

In the words of Dusty Heart and Gu Rong.

Children, just greedy for fun, what bad eyes can there be?

"You, it's okay to learn more from Xiaobei, practice well, don't always think about playing."

Ning Fengzhi casually educated.

But he didn't take it seriously himself.

If Ning Rongrong could really listen to it, he would have listened to him a long time ago.

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