Chapter 559 Senior Sword, How Is It Compared to the Last One?

"Uncle Ning, what do you think of these soul tools?" Lu Yuan asked with a slight smile, watching Ning Fengzhi happily looking at the soul guide burst gun in his hands.

"Yes, I think the power of this Soul Guidance Continuous Shooting Gun is much more powerful than that of the Soul Guidance Pistol." Ning Fengzhi said with admiration.

"It's natural, the soul guide pistol can only shoot a single shot and can only fire one ray at a time, and this soul guide burst gun is different. Dozens of shots, or even hundreds of shots, will definitely be much more powerful within that time."

"Although it will burn a little more money, I think the most important thing Uncle Ning lacks is money." Lu Yuan laughed softly.

Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help laughing. As Lu Yuan said, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School lacked money the most. What they lacked was their own combat power. What was the point of spending a little money to enhance their combat power?

It's drizzling.

Who made their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School be so inhumane?

Ning Fengzhi reluctantly put down the Soul Guidance Shotgun, and then picked up a Soul Guidance Lightsaber. This Soul Guidance Lightsaber was a Level 4 Soul Guidance Tool, but its power was not small, and the lightsaber was long and short. It can also be adjusted freely, and it can be said to be a good close-range weapon for these Spirit Masters of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Ning Fengzhi was looking at all kinds of soul tools, while Lu Yuan's eyes swept in boredom. Suddenly, Lu Yuan's eyes narrowed, and Ning Rongrong's little sullen face came into his eyes.

Frowning slightly, Lu Yuan stepped towards Ning Rongrong.

"Rongrong, what's wrong, frowning, aren't you happy?" Ning Rongrong was still confused when a gentle voice suddenly entered her ears.

Ning Rongrong looked up, and it turned out that Lu Yuan had walked beside her at some point.

"Lu Yuan, I never knew that the nobles of the original empire were so unbearable. I had always been proud of my status as a noble. I thought Wuhun Hall hunted geniuses and committed all kinds of evil, but I didn't expect them to be the same. I feel like my cognition has collapsed a bit.”

"This is not the aristocracy I imagined. In my imagination, the nobles should be elegant and calm, noble and elegant, not just exploiting the commoners and ruining other people's homes."

Facing Lu Yuan, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but express all his thoughts.

"Hey, silly girl, what do you think you're thinking?" Hearing Ning Rongrong's words, Lu Yuan shook his head in a funny way. Although this girl has the nickname of the little witch, her heart is really pure. .

It seemed that Ning Fengzhi had been very well protected since he was a child, and he didn't understand the sinister nature of the human heart at all.

Reaching out his hand and rubbing Ning Rongrong's head, Lu Yuan sighed slightly and said, "Whether it's the two great empires or the Spirit Hall, except for a few people, basically the nobles are the same, nobles and commoners. They are two different classes, and for thousands of years, the exploitation of commoners by nobles has become the norm."

"You are powerless to change this. What other people do is their business. You don't have to be proud of your status as a noble, and you don't have to be ashamed of your status as a commoner. The most important thing is to be yourself."

"There are scum among the nobles, and there are heroes among the commoners. It has nothing to do with you, Ning Rongrong, about the other nobles. As long as you are dignified and generous, elegant and calm, and kind-hearted, it is enough, why do you think so much?"

"Yeah, it's enough for me to be myself, why bother with this?" Hearing Lu Yuan's words, Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up, exuding a dazzling brilliance.

"Lu Yuan, thank you!" Ning Rongrong grabbed Lu Yuan's hand rubbing her head, put it on his face, and said softly.

"No thanks, how can we say that we are friends now, right?" Lu Yuan said with a slight smile.

"Is it just a friend?" Ning Rongrong raised his head and stared straight at Lu Yuan with big ice-blue eyes.

"Well, cough, cough." Lu Yuan coughed, took his hand out of Ning Rongrong's, and said, "Uncle Ning seems to have seen the same thing. Let's go and have a look."

After saying that, he moved his footsteps and walked towards Ning Fengzhi.

"Damn, why don't you always respond to me directly!" Seeing Lu Yuan pretending to be deaf and mute again and avoiding talking, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but stomped his feet, feeling a little annoyed in his heart. Is it so difficult for her to chase after Lu Yuan?

However, the anger turned into anger. After stomping his feet, Ning Rongrong still walked in the direction of Lu Yuan and the others.

There was no way, even if Lu Yuan always avoided talking about her feelings, she still couldn't let go of Lu Yuan, because Lu Yuan was so fragrant, she was greedy for Lu Yuan, and she couldn't help herself.

With such an excellent man, Ning Rongrong was reluctant to let go.

"Uncle Ning, here it is for you!" Lu Yuan handed Ning Fengzhi three white soul guidance rings, which were filled with various soul guidance tools.

"Yeah!" Ning Fengzhi took the three Soul Guidance Rings and carefully put them into his arms. There was no way. These are all the precious bumps of their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Not a small loss.

This one is tens of millions of gold soul coins.

Although their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is rich and inhuman, it is a bit distressing to throw out tens of millions of gold soul coins like this. After all, no one's money comes from the wind.

"Uncle Ning, let's go out first, I'll show you around, and eat at my place at noon today." Lu Yuan smiled slightly.

"I don't dare to invite you, since you have invited Xiaoyuan, then Uncle Ning is welcome. I just want to see how the food in your Dragon King's Palace is like!" Ning Fengzhi said with a smile.

"Haha, I don't think Uncle Ning will disappoint you." Lu Yuan smiled and said.

With Ning Fengzhi and others, Lu Yuan and his party began to wander in the Dragon King Hall.

Walking and walking, they came to an empty square. On this square, there were still many people fighting in pairs.

"Where is it?" Ning Fengzhi asked curiously.

"This is the martial arts field of our Dragon King Hall. Every day there are disciples who fight each other here to accumulate practical experience. After all, the level of the soul master is important, but the most important thing is always the actual combat ability. place." Lu Yuan said softly.

"Oh!" Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but nodded, looking at the spirit masters who were fighting on the field.

Seeing this, Lu Yuan smiled slightly, and his eyes moved slightly. When his eyes swept across Sword Douluo beside him, a light flashed in his mind, and an idea suddenly popped up.

He looked at Sword Douluo and laughed softly: "Senior Jian, how about we compare to the last one here?"

Three in the morning, three in the afternoon, six today!