309: Ten Thousand Years Ninth Grade Ginseng King Leg, Training PlanThe age of Ning Rongrong's soul ring increased, even Feng Xiaotian and others were surprised.As far as they know, there has almost never been a precedent on the continent for the soul ring age to be improved after birth.
Of course, this situation has happened on the mainland before, but apart from the Spirit Hall, other forces have no records of it.
Ning Rongrong smiled and didn't explain much.
The competition began, Feng Xiaotian and Chen Huayu took the initiative to step forward, with Yudie and Caidie supporting them from behind.
In general, everyone's tactical coordination was no different from that of the Soul Master Competition, and they had not forgotten some of their original coordination.
The control-type soul master among the three teaching directors used the Dongfang Yangzhi martial soul to form a bush of thorns under the feet of Feng Xiaotian and the other man, slowing down their pace.
"Third soul skill, Swift Wind Wings!" Feng Xiaotian took off into the air, avoiding the restraints under his feet.
Chen Huayu had no ability to fly, so he could only be trapped passively. But the next moment, Zhu Zhuqing appeared beside him like a ghost, Oscar's flying mushroom sausage was handed to him, and he also took off into the air.
However, they seemed to have underestimated Dongfang Yangzhi's control ability.
The dean laughed and said, "When you encounter a control-type soul master, don't fly blindly."
"Sixth Soul Skill, Sun of the East!"
His right hand pointed to the sky, and the sunlight in the sky became unusually bright. Under the sunlight, everyone's bodies became unusually heavy. The wings behind them could not support their weight, and they fell to the ground one after another.
Yudie gritted her teeth and said in a deep voice: "Use long-range attacks to break his control state."
The control effect similar to the gravity field made it difficult for them to move. If the opponent attacked at this time, they would be eliminated.
The other two members of the Education Committee warned: "Be careful."
The two men stepped forward at the same time, intending to eliminate a few people.
Ning Tianchen in the back had a flash of red light in his eyes, and the eerie murderous aura spread rapidly from his body, enveloping the entire arena.
Dongfang Yangzhi's soul skills were not real domains after all, and when they encountered the Killing God's domain, the control effect was instantly defeated. Moreover, Feng Xiaotian and others who were in it had their strength increased by nearly 20%.
Ning Rongrong took action immediately.
"Spiritual Condensation Skull Skill, Spiritual Link."
"The nine treasures turned into colored glaze. The nine treasures have names, and the sixth is called increase!"
The mental powers of everyone are linked together, and they can share each other's thoughts and the targets that appear in each other's vision.
"So strong." Everyone laughed in their hearts.
With this soul skill, the cohesion of the group was unprecedentedly improved, and the possibility of mistakes in battle was also reduced to a minimum.
"It's actually a domain. Such a strong murderous aura." The three deans were very surprised.
The power of the field is clear to teachers like them.
Moreover, a soul master who possesses a domain has almost taken one step into the ranks of the powerful.
Ke Jie, who was standing under the ring, couldn't help but laugh and said, "You three old guys need to show some real skills. It would be disgraceful if you were beaten up by the little guys."
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"Is that Senior Ning Tianchen? He is so strong that he even possesses the fields mentioned in the textbooks."
The students who were watching were all amazed.
As soon as the field appeared, the situation on the field was reversed.
With the increase in Ning Rongrong's soul skills, the three deans are in a tendency to lose without activating their martial soul forms.
The most important thing is that this is only the case of four people working together. Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Tianchen and Oscar have not yet joined the battle.
Seeing that they were no match for their opponent, the three deans exchanged glances, and the seventh spirit rings under their feet lit up at the same time.
The martial soul's true body will bring about a qualitative change in the soul master's strength. The aura of the three people has been greatly enhanced, and the soul pressure alone is enough to force back Feng Xiaotian and others.
"You guys are really awesome. You forced the three of us old guys to use our seventh soul skill." One of the teaching directors said with a smile.
Ning Tianchen and others are graduates of the academy. The fact that they have such strength after graduation has, to some extent, proved the teaching strength of the academy.
As the principals, they certainly made great contributions.
The discussion continues.
The three deans activated their martial spirit forms, which already seemed like they were bullying the weak, so they did not take the initiative to attack. Instead, they passively defended against the offensive of Feng Xiaotian and the others, and gave timely instructions.
While Ning Tianchen was directing the team, he caught a glimpse of Huang Wu in the crowd out of the corner of his eye.
Huang Wu lost his right arm and was quite conspicuous in the crowd.
Ning Tianchen turned sideways and said to Ning Rongrong and Oscar, "Huang Wu is back. Let's go over and ask about the situation?"
The two of them looked in the direction of his finger and nodded in unison.
The three of them walked down the stage without hesitation and headed towards Huang Wu's position.
Several people on the ring noticed their situation and immediately stopped fighting.
Ke Jie announced, "Okay, now that everyone knows the strength of the seniors, let's stop here today and disperse."
Before leaving, the three deans praised the strength of Feng Xiaotian and others with great satisfaction.
After leaving the arena, the three organized the students to return to their respective classes to avoid gathering again and causing trouble to Ning Tianchen and others.
"You're finally back." Oscar smiled and patted Huang Wu's arm.
Ning Tianchen asked, "Where is Baozhen?"
Huang Wu explained: "We just came back. You should know Baozhen's condition. It is not convenient for her to go out, so we temporarily put her in the sect's sanatorium."
Feng Xiaotian and his companions came over and asked, "Huang Wu, who hurt you like this?"
"This is not the place to talk." Ke Jie interrupted: "Let's go to the lounge and chat slowly."
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In the lounge, after hearing Huang Wu's explanation, everyone was furious.
Feng Xiaotian said angrily: "Damn evil spirit master, why doesn't the Spirit Hall care!"
Ning Tianchen sighed and said, "We don't know the situation of the Spirit Hall, but according to Huang Wu, the strongest among them seems to be the Soul Saint. In this way, we will have a chance to avenge them. We can also enter that secret realm and explore it."
Huang Wu shook his head. "We appreciate your kindness. But it's too dangerous there. It's easy to get into that secret place, but it's almost impossible to get out. With your talents, you will definitely become top warriors in the future. You must not fail there."
Ning Tianchen did not express his opinion, but said: "We will discuss this matter later. Let's go back to the sect to see Baozhen first. When I was training in the Arctic Ice Field, I got a rare treasure that may be able to heal her eyes."
"Huang Wu, there is a possibility that your arm can be restored."
Huang Wu was flattered.
There is no one who is physically disabled and does not want to recover. He wanted to reject Ning Tianchen's kindness, but he could not say it out loud.
When they arrived at the sect's sanatorium, they saw Baozhen lying in bed.
Over the years, Baozhen and Huang Wu have not given up hope in life because of their physical disabilities. Perhaps because they have no distractions, their strength has been steadily improving.
At the beginning, the two of them had never absorbed the magic grass, but after five years, they both improved by fifteen levels and reached the level of high-level soul king.
After talking for a while, Ning Tianchen sent someone to invite a healing soul master to the sanatorium.
This healing soul master is the only healing soul saint in the sect—Qin Yue.
Apart from Ning Fengzhi and the three great priests of the sect, almost no one could invite him.
Qin Yue said indifferently: "Ning Tianchen, you said you had something good to show me, what is it? If you want to make fun of me, don't blame me for asking the sect master for an explanation."
Ning Tianchen smiled and took out the ginseng leg of the ten thousand year old ninth grade ginseng king from the soul guide.
The recovery process of Baozhen and Huang Wu requires the assistance of a powerful healing spirit master. Therefore, Ning Tianchen deliberately called Qin Yue over.
The ginseng legs of the ten thousand year old ninth grade ginseng king had their ginseng whiskers removed, leaving only the legs that looked like a thick and long stick.
From the looks of it, no one knew what it was.
As expected, Qin Yue's face turned extremely ugly, and his tone became heavier. "Ning Tianchen, I will go to the sect master in person later. You'd better give me a reasonable explanation."
Ning Tianchen said leisurely: "If Mr. Qin wants to leave, I won't stop him, but the price is that you will never get this item again in this life."
"From its appearance, it looks like a ginseng leg." Zhu Zhuqing asked in confusion, "But it's a bit too big."
Ginseng!
Hearing these two words, a gleam of brilliance flashed in Qin Yue's cloudy eyes.
He leaned forward to smell it, then scooped out a small piece with a knife and held it in his mouth.
Suddenly, his face changed drastically and he laughed loudly: "Hahaha, this is the ten thousand year old ninth grade ginseng king that I have been looking for all my life!"
"The Ten Thousand Year Old Ninth-Rank Ginseng King!" Everyone looked at Ning Tianchen.
People may not have heard of the names of other magical herbs, but the Ten Thousand Year Old Nine-Rank Ginseng King, a medicinal herb that has the power to bring the dead back to life and whiten bones, has been recorded by all major forces and is a rare treasure.
Qin Yue hurriedly said, "Quick, quick, let me see the ginseng body. The ginseng body of the ten thousand year old ninth grade ginseng king contains extremely rich vitality. After the dying Super Douluo takes it, they can recover in a short time."
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Ning Tianchen spread his hands, "No more. Old Qin, you should know that the Ten Thousand Years Ninth Grade Ginseng King has intelligence. Facing the threat, it ran very fast, especially in the ice field environment. I can't catch it with my strength."
"This ginseng leg was obtained by chance, so don't be greedy."
Qin Yue said: "It's just a ginseng leg, it's not bad. Although the vitality contained in it is not as good as that of a ginseng body, it is more than enough for the soul master to heal his wounds."
"But, you asked me to come here just to let me take a look?"
He was very anxious.
The 10,000-year-old ninth-grade ginseng king leg was also a rare treasure. For him who liked to collect all kinds of medicinal herbs, he definitely couldn't miss it.
Ning Tianchen pointed at Baozhen and said, "Mr. Qin, calculate the dosage and let Baozhen's eyes recover. The rest can be given to you."
Anyway, he still has a lot of healing herbs in his hands, so it might as well be a favor for him to give him this ginseng leg.
"No, it's too expensive." Baozhen shook his head.
From the conversation just now, how could she not know the value of the Ten Thousand Years Ninth Grade King Ginseng Leg? Even the Soul Saint-level healing soul masters regarded it as a treasure, and she thought she was not worthy of enjoying it.
Ning Tianchen said: "Baozhen, the object itself has no value, it is only people who give it value. There are no other ginseng legs on the continent, I own the only one, so I have the right to set the price. I said it is only worth one copper soul coin, and it is only worth one copper soul coin. If you feel bad, just pay one copper soul coin."
Qin Yue stood aside, constantly complaining in his heart: The ginseng leg of the ten thousand year old ninth grade ginseng king is a priceless treasure, and a bronze soul coin is not even enough to see it.
But the thing belongs to Ning Tianchen after all, and he is free to decide how to use it.
After some persuasion, Baozhen finally agreed.
Then, Qin Yue checked her body, his face became uncertain, "If you add the young man's arm, this ginseng leg will just be used up."
The implication is that he won't get any benefits and doesn't want to do it.
Ning Tianchen shook his head and took out a 30,000-year-old soul bone from the soul guide.
This soul bone was obtained when he participated in the Hell Killing Field competition in the Killing City. The soul skill provided by the soul bone is berserk. Although the soul skill is ordinary, it is a soul bone after all.
Qin Yue was surprised and asked, "Are you going to use the power of the soul bone to reshape his arm?"
"Is it feasible?" Ning Tianchen asked.
Feeling the fluctuation of soul power on the soul bone, Qin Yue's mouth twitched, and he said uncertainly: "30,000-year soul bones are enough for soul masters below Soul Douluo to reshape their limbs. But, it's too extravagant."
Huang Wu quickly declined, "My arm is fine, you can keep the soul bone for yourself."
Ning Tianchen said: "The soul skill provided by this soul bone is berserk, which I got from a scumbag. Don't feel burdened. You made a lot of efforts in the soul master competition. This soul bone is a reward to compensate you. Besides, we haven't given you a gift for your marriage. If you don't mind, this soul bone can be regarded as a gift from all of us."
Ning Rongrong took over the conversation, "Take it, Brother Tianchen, please don't be short of soul bones."
Qin Yue said: "In this case, you absorb the soul bone first, and I will use my soul skills to assist you so that the process of rebuilding your body will not be too painful."
Having received half of the ten thousand year old ninth grade ginseng king's leg as a reward, of course he had to do his best.
The absorption process was quite long. Ning Tianchen and others walked to the side room to discuss something.
"You are so extravagant." Yudie smiled faintly.
Ning Tianchen said: "After all, Huang Wu found a great place for us to train. The soul bones are his reward."
Feng Xiaotian asked back, "Are you talking about that secret place? The sect hasn't sent anyone to explore it again. Would it be too reckless for us to do this?"
Ning Tianchen shook his head. "If it is a natural secret realm, it will be of great help to improve our strength. If it is an ancient relic located in a dangerous place, there must be rich treasures inside. Therefore, this trip is not only to avenge Huang Wu and Bao Zhen, but to explore that dangerous place is the ultimate goal."
Oscar said in a deep voice: "According to Baozhen, there are spiritual soul masters among the evil soul masters. None of us have good spiritual protection methods, except Rongrong and I who have head soul bones. I'm afraid you will be in trouble."
Ning Tianchen couldn't help but laugh and said, "He's not a Spiritual Titled Douluo, so why should we be afraid? The spiritual power coverage of ordinary Spiritual Spirit Masters is very limited. By then, we can completely snipe and kill him from a distance."
Oscar was about to say that none of them had the means of ultra-long-range attack, but suddenly he remembered the training ground he had just passed by and the disciples practicing firearms.
"You mean firearms? Firearms have a sufficient range, but their power is limited. I'm afraid it will be difficult to kill soul masters above Soul King level."
Ning Tianchen smiled and said, "The power of a firearm increases with the caliber, and the inside of the bullet can also be filled with other materials. You should have seen the effect of white phosphorus. If white phosphorus is hidden in the body of the bullet, the bullet will inevitably shatter when it hits that person. When the white phosphorus is exposed to the air, it can completely burn the person's head."
After all, there is no need to be humane when dealing with evil soul masters.
When everyone heard this, they seemed to imagine the miserable state of the evil soul master.
After thinking about it, everyone decided: "Let's wait until the weapons and ammunition are ready before setting off. In the next few days, we will try our best to learn from high-level spirit masters in the sect and adapt to the upcoming battle in advance."
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About three hours later, Baozhen and Huang Wu recovered with the help of the treasure.
Huang Wu's arm was reshaped by soul bone. If it was cut off again and he lost his soul bone, there would be almost no chance of his arm healing.
Qin Yue said weakly, "The two of them are fine. I took the remaining ginseng leg. Haha, if you need it in the future, you can always find me. The value of half a ginseng leg is enough for me to help you several times."
Before leaving, he also reminded them: "Don't run out of the sanatorium straight up. Among the people recuperating here, only your injuries have recovered. If others see you, they will inevitably think that the sect is unfair."
It was not the sect that helped the two men recover from their injuries, but Ning Tianchen's personal investment. But other people would not think so, they would only think that they relied on their acquaintance with Ning Tianchen and Ning Rongrong to wantonly take resources from the sect's treasury to recover from their injuries.
"Thank you for the reminder, senior." Huang Wu and Bao Zhen bowed and expressed their gratitude.
After Qin Yue left, Ning Tianchen asked with a smile: "What are your plans for the future?"
Huang Wu said: "The sect has invested a lot in us, and we should give back to the sect. In a few days, we will continue to carry out tasks for the sect."
"Pay attention to your own safety." Ning Tianchen said, "It is getting late now. You two should disguise yourself and leave the sanatorium with us. Don't attract other people's attention."
Feng Xiaotian suddenly said: "I always feel that something big is going to happen tonight. I don't know if it's an illusion."
Ning Tianchen was very sure that he was not wrong.
Because tonight is the day when the Spirit Hall carries out the soul hunting operation.
Yesterday, he asked Xue Qinghe, and learned that the Spirit Hall had already decided to take action against the Haotian Sect. The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect had escaped the crisis it had encountered in the original time and space.
Ning Rongrong smiled and said, "Then you must be mistaken. We are inside the sect tonight and it is very safe."
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On the other side, several powerful men from the Worship Hall secretly entered the Prince's Mansion and met Xue Qinghe.
This time, all the people in the Worship Hall except Qian Daoliu were out in full force.
"Grandfathers, which sect have you been assigned to attack?"
Xue Qinghe seemed to be asking casually, but his purpose was to find out whether Bibi Dong would take action against the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.
After seeing Ning Tianchen's wisdom and talent, he didn't want to be his enemy.
Qingluan Douluo couldn't help but ask, "Where am I assigned to go?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo said: "Old Third, you, Snake Spear, and Bloodthirster, the palace has made arrangements for you, just listen.