Chapter 312: It Was Him

"Fatty, he's right. There are more than a hundred of us in the Yunqi Sect, but only a dozen or so of you are left behind, while their Jingu Shengzong has left thirty or fifty people. Just based on this, we can't treat them badly."

Ning Qi smiled lightly, preventing Duan Yingjun from continuing to argue with that guy.

"Brother Ning, you can understand this, which shows that you are a reasonable person. I only hope for a fair distribution."

The peak fighting king of Jingu Shengzong looked at Ning Qi with a softer look.

"Well, I won't take the vermilion fruit. A 30-year-old vermilion fruit is worth about five hundred low-grade spirit crystals to seven hundred low-grade spirit crystals. If you are willing to take the spirit crystals directly, come to me. Those who are willing to take Zhu Guo will be distributed according to the head, and I will make up for those who are not enough."

Ning Qi smiled, and then he stretched out his hand to touch the open space in front of him, and immediately there were countless middle-grade spirit crystals, at least a few thousand yuan!

"This is... a middle-grade spirit crystal?"

"I'm afraid there are three or four thousand yuan in it, right? This is equivalent to hundreds of thousands of low-grade spirit crystals. My God, his net worth is so rich. Those deacons and elders are probably nothing more than that!"

"Uh, I think I'll forget about the spirit crystal."

Someone made a decision and came to Ning Qi.

Ning Qi threw him ten middle-grade spirit crystals without hesitation, which is equivalent to a thousand low-grade spirit crystals, far exceeding the value of one vermilion fruit! He was very pleasantly surprised: "Brother, you are..."

"Make up an integer."

Ning Qi smiled.

Everyone looked at each other, and the next moment, almost half of the people rushed towards Ning Qi: "We also want spirit crystals!"

As a result, after the remaining half of the people divided the vermilion fruits, there were dozens more.

"Brother, let me tell you what is the origin of brother Ning, he is so generous, and the children of the nine top families are nothing more than that!"

Situ Ren looked at the middle-grade spirit crystal in his hand, and said to Situ Yi in a daze.

"If you want to know, you should ask Brother Ning."

Situ Yi smiled slightly, and put away Zhu Guo. He chose Zhu Guo because he was planning to ask someone to refine a kind of elixir. He was afraid that he would not be able to buy 30-year-old Zhu Guo in the market if he took Lingjing .

Everyone who took Zhu Guo smiled, and those who took Lingjing were also very happy. They all complimented Ning Qi. The atmosphere was very harmonious, and there was no sense of urgency when meeting other people when doing tasks on weekdays.

Next, they cleaned up the forest, and only after making sure that there were no extra spiritual herbs, they chatted enthusiastically and flew towards the barrier.

"It's the enchantment! They're not here, which means they can go out."

Duan Shuai said happily.

"Brother Ning, please go ahead."

Situ Yi smiled at Ning Qi.

Everyone looked up at Ning Qi, with a smile on their faces: "Yes, you should go first."

"Then you're welcome."

Ning Qi smiled slightly, crossed the enchantment directly, and returned to the vast forest again.

Swish, swish, countless eyes looked at Ning Qi.

"Your breath of life seems to be stronger."

Meng Qingling looked at Ning Qi, a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, and then, other people came out one by one.

Ning Qi laughed dryly, he couldn't say that I stole more than a dozen Dragon Soul Fruits, or they would eat them alive, so he said, "Because I have advanced."

"Well, Seven Star Fighting King."

Meng Qingling nodded.

"Since all the people have come out, let's leave. This time it's really a waste of time. I thought I could find Zhenyan Pill... but there is no hair..." An old monster sighed.

"This is not for nothing..."

A disciple behind him whispered.

"Oh? What did you find?"

The old monster looked at him in surprise.

"It's just some spiritual herbs, including pigeon blood grass, vermilion fruit, etc..."

"How is it possible! There is clearly nothing inside!" Hua Wushang heard this, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"These things are better than nothing, hand in 70%, and keep 30% for yourself."

After checking his Qiankun ring, the old monster shook his head and said.

Immediately afterwards, Situ Yi and the others took out all the spiritual herbs in the Qiankun ring.

"There are more than a thousand roots of pigeon blood, so the remaining 30% of them..."

"Hiss, there are so many spirit herbs, why, when we left, there was nothing inside!"

"how so……"

Those disciples who came out first looked at Situ Yi and the others with jealousy.

Meng Qingling smiled slightly, with a sneer at the corner of her mouth, and looked at Fang Shengnan: "Anyway, I, Yun Qizong, finally got something this time, but it's a pity that your Fang family didn't get anything."

Fang Shengnan's face turned ugly, and Fang Jing and the three behind her even lowered their heads, clenched their fists, a little embarrassed.

"It's time to talk about the Dark Demon Dragon King. How did the person who killed it enter the Dragon Graveyard?"

Fang Shengnan glanced at Ning Qi and sneered.

"Yes, he probably took all the contents inside. Didn't your Yun Qizong disciple say that this matter has something to do with him?"

An old monster pointed at Ning Qi and said.

"Are you talking about Li Tanhua, oh, he is a distant cousin of mine who passed by here by accident, but I can assure you that he didn't take anything, because in the Dragon Cemetery, except for these spiritual herbs, the rest They were all taken away by Hua Wushang."

Ning Qi smiled.

"Passing by here by accident? Hmph, I don't believe it."

"I don't believe it either, Meng Qingling, take a look, did you make the move yourself or me?"

"You have lived to such a great age, have you lived to the dog? Could it be that you still suspect a six-star fighting king, oh, now it is a seven-star fighting king, playing tricks in front of our faces? I remember that you should find it first , it was sent to me later, right?"

Meng Qingling sneered: "It's just a dragon cemetery. The strongest dragon soul in it is only the seventh-order dragon soul. Even if there is something, it can enter my Dharma Eye? This time, it's a waste of time. I have to go first, as for you, you should go back and think carefully about who to use the quota for."

The old monsters originally planned to be reluctant, but when they heard the word quota, they all closed their mouths and watched Meng Qingling release the huge battleship, the sky fortress, carrying Ning Qi and others directly towards Flying in the direction of Yun Qizong.

Fang Shengnan's eyes revealed a thoughtful expression. Suddenly, she raised her head and looked at the battleship that was about to disappear into the sky. "It turned out to be him..."

The corner of Fang Shengnan's mouth curled up into a faint smile, he glanced at the old monsters, and then led Fang Jing and the other three into the sky and left the place.

on the battleship.

"You, come in with me."

Meng Qingling pointed to Ning Qi, turned around and walked towards the palace-like cabin behind her.

Everyone looked at Ning Qi together, their eyes slightly ambiguous.

"Boss, Elder Meng is calling you, hurry up and go."

Duan Shuai pushed Ning Qi, and Ning Qi showed a wry smile in his heart, and took two quick steps to keep up with Meng Qingling's pace.