"Junkyard penance!"

Hearing these words again, a trace of annoyance flashed in Ning Fan's eyes.

"Which pot of Jinnima is not opened. Not to mention that the garbage dump will die!"

His heart moved at will, and Ning Fan, who was full of unhappiness, turned his true qi into a hammer and slammed away.

Tugla, who sensed the fluctuation of true qi, although he didn't know where he offended the master, instinctively resisted with luck.

As soon as the body surface streamer turned, the true qi protective ring was used for the first time.

With a dull crash, Tugla, who had been standing still, suddenly shook his body a few times and almost fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Ning Fan said lightly, "True Yuan early stage cultivation. Unexpectedly, the boss was also an ascetic. ”

A hint of horror flashed in Tugla's eyes, he didn't expect his biggest secret to be revealed.

Ignoring the beautiful woman's surprised eyes, Tugla smiled bitterly, "The trick is so bad that the master laughs." ”

"What's the joke about this. The road of martial arts is a thorny road, and how can you become a great weapon without going through thousands of difficulties and dangers. In contrast, the strength gained through sacrifice is the real laugh. ”

It was rare to see an ascetic, and Ning Fan's mood also improved.

Tugla was stunned for a moment, and then bowed his hand and thanked him, "Thank you, Master Jinyu, for your kind words." ”

"To tell you the truth, it has been more than ten years since I was stuck in this realm. If it weren't for the master's awakening today, I'm afraid I'd already ......"

Needless to say, the rest of the words will be said. obviously has a shortcut, but he has endured more than ten years of cultivation and has not improved.

For a long time, this firm belief will collapse little by little.

Tugra said in a deep voice, "I've already decided. After taking care of the things in the store, I will learn from the master's garbage ......"

"Hmm!"

Hearing Ning Fan's cold snort, Tugla said in panic, "Naturally, I don't dare to step into the place where the master cultivates, and I will find another place for asceticism." ”

Ning Fan didn't have a good air, "You can go if you want to." Don't put that name in front of me. ”

Tugla's eyes changed, and he said with admiration, "The master has never spoken of the glorious history of the past, and this high-spirited demeanor is really an example for us to learn." ”

"Gotcha! The junkyard has become a halo of prestige. ”

At this moment, Ning Fan had to be convinced.

"Then I won't disturb the master's Yaxing. ”

As he spoke, Tughra looked at Jinka and said, "Then this heart ......?"

"I took it. ”

"Thank you, Master. ”

Tughra left with a happy face.

This visit is to meet this legendary figure, and to make up for previous mistakes and gain the understanding of the other party.

What Tugla didn't expect was that Ning Fan not only forgave himself, but even gave him advice and allowed himself to enter the Qing Xiu site.

The place where every ascetic cultivates is a treasure for a warrior.

The ascetic's continuous meditation and practice day and night, as well as the mysteries of communication with heaven and earth, will leave a deep imprint on the cultivation of the place.

The cultivation imprint will intersect and blend with that heaven and earth, and it will be preserved for a long time.

If ordinary martial artists can comprehend this imprint, their perception of heaven and earth and their understanding of true qi will reach a higher level.

Moreover, Ning Fan is also an ascetic cultivator at the peak of the True Yuan, and this imprint will be thicker and more refined.

As far as Tughra was concerned, if he could comprehend the imprint of cultivation, he would even go one step further.

In fact. After this news came out, countless people were moved and wanted to go to the garbage dump in the western suburbs to dig up this wealth.

But after all, it was Ning Fanqing's place of cultivation, and no one knew what the consequences would be if he trespassed without permission.

In the Tiangu City, where wealth is linked to cultivation, the code clearly stipulates that

Every place where an ascetic cultivates is his own private wealth.

Even if the intruder is killed by his master, he will die in vain and will not be protected by the Code.

Looking at the beautiful woman on the side, Tugla said excitedly, "I'll leave tomorrow, and the affairs of the store will be handed over to you." ”

After thinking about it, there was definitely something wrong with Tugla.

Ning Fan's attitude just now made it clear that the door was wide open, and anyone could go to pay respects.

If it's too late, wait until the imprint is absorbed, then it's a big loss.

"No, I can't. I'll leave overnight. ”

"Boss, you must succeed. ”

The beautiful woman prayed silently in her heart that if Tughra was further refined, it would be of great benefit to her.

Ning Fan himself didn't expect that a casual sentence would cause an uproar.

At night, there is no curfew in Tiangu City, and many vehicles are quietly driving to the garbage dump in the western suburbs.

These people have only one purpose, to take advantage of Ning Fan's absence to gamble on the opportunity to ascend to the sky.

During the conversation between the beauties and the arms, Ning Fan learned about the gold card in his hand.

This is similar to a credit card on Earth, with a limit of 10,000 gold coins.

Asutu has played a role again, as a measure of the purchasing power of the Tiangu City's currency.

Compared with the monthly salary of 30 gold coins for civil servants, the 10,000 gold coins in Ning Fan's hand is enough to prove Tugra's intentions.

However, Ning Fan threw out the gold coin without blinking, "Girls, these are yours." ”

"Ning Shao, you want me. ”

"Rather love me less. ”

......

Just as Ning Fan picked up the gun and got on the horse, enjoying the gentleness of a girl from another world, there was another knock at the door.

Ning Fan said with some fire, "Who?"

"Ning Shao, it's me, Wick. ”

Ning Fan was stunned for a moment, thinking that it would be this waste material.

"Are you here for revenge?"

Ning Fan shook his head, he didn't sense any other breath.

The first thing Wick did when he entered the door was to present a gold card with both hands.

"Ning Shao, this is my atonement, a total of 100,000. ”

A hint of surprise flashed in Ning Fan's eyes, and then he asked with interest, "You are quite honest, you didn't even think of seeking revenge on me." ”

Wick said with an aggrieved face, "I, Wick, am such a person! ”

"Really?"

Ning Fan nodded, a meaningful smile crossed the corner of his mouth.

In the conversation with the girl, Ning Fan knew the details of Wick.

Wick's full name is Mutowick, and he is the eldest son of the current generation of the Muto family.

The Muto family is the only god serving family in the Tiangu City, dedicated to the sun god, and each generation of the head of the family is the high priest of the temple.

For example, Wick, when the previous head of the family died, he was automatically promoted to high priesthood.

So Wick promised to push Ning Fan to the priesthood, and he didn't brag at all.

In the entire Heavenly Ancient City, except for the Pharaoh, the Muto family was the most powerful.

The reason why Ning Fan is kind to Wick now is because of a small piece of news.

In ancient Egypt, the pharaohs were a combination of religion and kingship.

But in Tiangu City, this is not the case.

Even the Muto family and the Pharaoh have hidden disagreements.

The greatest power in the ancient city of Heaven is the temple and the town hall, of which the city hall is under the command of the pharaoh and is in charge of all administrative affairs.

The temple is a religious belief that is supposed to be transcendent from the world and not tied to secular power.

(End of chapter)