Chapter 1216 Only Thirty Years

"Feng Jiuxian?"

Wang Lin's face changed drastically in an instant, he stared at Ning Qi firmly, after Xuanzhen Great Sage's reminder, his eyes staring at Ning Qi gradually changed a little.

"Why did the ancestor suddenly mention Feng Jiuxian? There are not many people who look alike in the world..."

The monks in the Dafa Aspect Realm couldn't help muttering in their hearts.

The eyes of Wang Hai, Wang Xue, Wang Xuanlong and others looking at Ning Qi changed again. Wang Xuanlong's face gradually showed a solemn look, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

"How old are you this year?"

Wang Lin moved slightly and appeared in front of Ning Qi. He was taller than Ning Qi, looking down at Ning Qi from a high position.

"Can not remember."

Ning Qi looked at Wang Lin indifferently.

There is a faint worry in his heart. He has already learned from Wu Yin that the relationship between himself and Feng Jiuxian and the Wang family may not be simple. As for whether he is Feng Jiuxian's son, Ning Qi himself is not sure After all, when Feng Jiuxian fled Qinglong Continent with Wang Linzhi's Queen Mu Ting, hundreds of years had passed since she was born, and Nezha was born after only three years of pregnancy. Could it be that he would stay in his mother's belly? Hundreds of years?

Wang Lin frowned slightly, and put his hand directly on Ning Qi's forehead. Ning Qi only felt that his body was suppressed by a force, unable to move.

A mysterious force poured into Wang Lin's body from his palm and swam around in his body. Wang Lin's eyes moved slightly, and then he sighed in disappointment, and said to the Great Sage Xuanzhen, "Father, he Not Mu Ting's son."

"Hoo~"

Many people breathed a sigh of relief.

Especially Wang Xuanlong, if Ning Qi really has a relationship with Feng Jiuxian, then he must also have a relationship with Wang Muting, then he can't take revenge on Ning Qi, after all, in terms of seniority, he wants to call Aunt Wang Muting!

For some reason, a trace of relaxation flashed in Wang Xue's eyes, and she was deeply relieved.

"Is there a blood relationship?"

The Great Sage Xuanzhen said indifferently.

"No."

Wang Lin shook his head, glanced at Ning Qi in disappointment, turned around and walked to the side of the Great Sage Xuanzhen, the next moment, the Great Sage Xuanzhen flashed himself in front of Ning Qi.

Seeing this scene, Wang Lin's expression changed drastically!

Ning Qi had just been teased by Wang Lin, and now he was invaded by the mysterious power of the Great Sage Xuanzhen.

"Huh? This son has not shed his physical body and achieved eternal life with his physical body? The power of more than three million laws in his body is only in the middle stage of eternal life?"

A bright light flashed in Xuanzhen's eyes, he let go of his hand, gave Ning Qi a faint look, then turned to look at Wang Lin: "Why did you lie to me?"

"Father, I..."

A look of worry appeared on Wang Lin's face, and in the next second, he had already appeared between Ning Qi and the Great Sage Xuanzhen.

Wang Lin looked at the Great Sage Xuanzhen seriously: "Father, back then you forced Mu Ting and Feng Jiuxian to live and die, and their whereabouts were unknown. I can't let you do anything to my grandson!"

grandson?

Everyone's heart seemed to be hit by a heavy blow. When everyone heard Wang Lin's words, their faces showed horror and disbelief.

"How is it possible? How could he be the grandson of Patriarch Wang Lin..."

Wang Mu looked at Ning Qi in horror, his body trembling uncontrollably.

His father was not much better, and Wang Xuanlong's eyes were full of fear, he couldn't help but clenched his fists tightly, and then slowly loosened them.

He knew that it might be impossible for him to seek revenge on Ning Qi.

"The grandson of Patriarch Wang Lin..."

Wang Hai opened his mouth slightly.

"how so……"

A trace of pain flashed in Wang Xue's eyes.

As for Wang Long, he was even more unbearable, because he asked the monks of Mosha Hall to assassinate Ning Qi. This matter was not very secretive, at least Wang Mu knew about it.

If Ning Qi is really the grandson of Patriarch Wang Lin, then his end may be...

Thinking of this, Wang Long felt extremely regretful. He knew that he should have listened to Wang Si and stopped attacking Ning Qi.

"Do you think you can stop me?"

The Great Sage Xuanzhen looked at Wang Lin coldly, with disappointment flashing in his eyes.

"The child can only try."

Wang Lin smiled wryly.

The atmosphere in the arena became more and more tense, even the air was almost stagnant, and monks below the Faxiang Realm felt breathless.

"Well, Patriarch Wang Lin, are you sure I'm your grandson? Could it be that you misread it? Actually, I'm only in my thirties, so it's not right to count the time?"

Ning Qi laughed dryly.

Everyone looked at Ning Qi in unison, a trace of horror flashed in their eyes, in their thirties?

Breaking through to the middle of the immortal realm in his thirties?

This kind of practice speed is too scary, right?

A look of hesitation appeared on Wang Lin's face, and he suddenly stretched out his hand to slap Ning Qi on the head, but saw a cold light burst out from Ning Qi's brow, and transformed into a human form in front of everyone.

This is a girl who looks no more than eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a light blue palace attire, with snow-white skin and big bright eyes.

"This is……"

A look of surprise flashed in Ning Qi's eyes. This scene immediately reminded him of the phantom that was passively aroused on his head when he first saw Tuoba Ning in Baidi Tower, but this time, it Changed to a woman?

"Mu Ting, your mother misses you very much."

Wang Lin looked at this phantom that looked like a real person, his eyes were slightly moist.

"Father! Mu Ting is not filial, she can't serve her father and mother with her, please don't hang up with her."

The girl saluted Wang Lin.

"This... is Mu Ting's ancestor?"

"She really didn't die!"

"It seems that this son is really the grandson of Patriarch Wang Lin, probably older than me..."

Wang Lin is very old, he is Wang Muting who was born in the late stage of Faxiang Realm. Wang Muting is his youngest daughter, so although he is not very old, his seniority is scary!

"Grandpa, Mu Ting knew it was wrong, please don't be angry with Mu Ting again, grandpa."

The girl bowed to the Great Sage Xuanzhen again from a distance.

A look of exclamation flashed in the eyes of the Great Sage Xuanzhen, he knew that this was just a phantom left by Wang Muting, he hesitated for a second, then the Great Sage Xuanzhen nodded slowly and said: "Grandpa forgive you, if your deity I know, remember to come back and see grandpa."

The girl didn't seem to hear it, she finally walked in front of Ning Qi, and gently reached out to stroke Ning Qi's face, with a hint of pampering and nostalgia in her eyes.

Ning Qi only felt his cheeks were cold, and looked at the girl quietly.

"Son, mother was seriously injured back then, so she had to put you in the Ning family. You won't blame mother, right?"

The girl smiled slightly.

"No wonder."

Ning Qi whispered.

"Mother and your father have very important things to do. When that matter is over, Mother will come to you. It only takes thirty years... only thirty years... only thirty years..."

The girl's expression froze suddenly, and she kept repeating the last sentence. Then, she suddenly turned into starlight and disappeared into the air.