See you here for more than 30 years!

Ning Qing's tears fell, as the son of the Desperate Cliff, he was reincarnated as a human, and he had been dependent on Gul since he was a child, and he didn't know how many journeys he had traveled and how much suffering he had suffered.

This teacher gave him a second life, taught him how to be a man, taught him the art of spiritual construction, and gave him his most precious spirit bead.

This is one of the most important people in his life!

"Qing'er!" Gul has not had a very good life in the past thirty years, in this era when the ancient race and the primeval race are rampant, his strength is really unable to let him live in peace.

Ning Qing once searched for Gul, but he didn't find it, and even he went to the Northern Underworld Empire to find Cangyang, but there was still no news of the teacher, and then he returned to the Desperate Cliff and asked the strong people in it to find Gul, but unfortunately, there was no trace for thirty years.

Now, meeting here has solved a matter in Ning Qing's heart.

"You've grown up, you don't have to worry about the teacher anymore!" Gul smiled, he smiled happily at this moment, he had already regarded Ning Qing as his son, this was the closest person he had in the world.

Today's Ning Qing is fifty-five years old, and his strength is strong, reaching the level of an eighth-level spiritual constructor, and he has already surpassed him as a teacher, which makes Gul extremely pleased.

"Teacher, this time, I will accompany you for a hundred years!" Ning Qingdao said, his background was powerful and shocking, but he let his teacher wander for half his life, which made him really uncomfortable.

"Haha, silly boy, go do your own thing!" Gul smiled, "Cangyang and I have entered the Northwest Continent Spiritual Constructor Guild and become the elders of it, just spend your old age with these old guys, you are still young, you should have a good time in this world!"

"No, teacher, I must accompany you!" Ning Qing said.

He is stubborn, like Lin Xu, and what he believes cannot be changed!

"Gul, you're not wrong!" Cangyang praised.

"Haha......" Gul laughed, relieved.

............

Today's Spiritual Constructor Contest has been successfully completed, and after this Tryout, it's time to rest!

Successfully carved a perfect spiritual construction item, but it is extremely mental, for the sake of fairness, it is necessary to rest for two days.

And just after the selection competition of this spiritual constructor grand event was completed, the ninth-level spiritual constructor in the South China Sea said a news that shocked the world.

Nanhai has re-elected a South Sea fairy!

As for the name of the South Sea fairy, they did not disclose it.

This is not difficult to accept, now Han Xiaoqi's identity has been confirmed, and as Lin Xu's fiancée, it is understandable to re-elect a new South China Sea fairy.

"I wonder who will become the South China Sea Fairy this time?" Ning Qing said.

"It should be that disciple on the Immortal Island in the South China Sea, right?" Lin Xu said secretly.

............

Lin Xu and his party lived in the courtyard provided by the Northwest Continent Spiritual Constructor Guild, and in this courtyard, Lin Xu saw Leng Aoshuang again.

This old man was once the only eighth-level spiritual constructor in the Northwest Continent, and he didn't know how many years he had lived, but now he was faltering, and the wrinkles on his face were stacked layer upon layer, and it seemed that there was not much time left.

Lin Xu was still very surprised by his arrival.

"Lin Xu, old man, please be sure to win the championship of this spiritual constructor event!" Leng Aoshuang's first words when he saw Lin Xu were this.

Lin Xu frowned, he wanted to win this championship, after all, this was a great honor for the spirit constructor, but he also knew in his heart that he was not the only eighth-level spirit constructor who participated in this spiritual constructor event this time.

"This is not only the honor of our Northwest Continent, but also the honor of the entire human race!" Leng Aoshuang said.

"This tower was carved by the third generation of Yuanyu Divine Master 30,000 years ago, and this city also rose because of him, he brought the entire spiritual construction world to the peak, making more and more strong people in the world who cultivate spiritual power, except for those peak powerhouses, the human race really can't suppress the ten thousand races in many places, I hope that this time, the human race can tell the mainland that our spiritual power is better than that of ten thousand races!" Leng Aoshuang said sincerely.

"This tower belongs to the Terrans! This city belongs to the Terrans!" Leng Aoshuang continued, "I don't want the honor on our Tianyan Tower to belong to other races. ”

"But my spiritual strength ...... It's only an eighth-level primary!" Lin Xu naturally knew the impact of this Spirit Constructor Grand Championship being taken away by other races!

The extravaganza of the Terrans, where the champion was obtained by other races, is definitely a great humiliation.

Leng Aoshuang sighed silently when she heard Lin Xu's answer.

Eighth-level primary, is it really eighth-level primary?

How does this work against all races?

"Zilan, your spiritual level?" Lin Xu asked as he looked at a woman in blue beside him.

"Same level eight!" Zilan sighed.

Leng Aoshuang didn't expect that this woman was actually an eighth-level spiritual constructor, but unfortunately, she was only an eighth-level junior.

"Is the eighth-level spirit constructor they sent very strong?" Lin Xu asked.

"At least level eight intermediate!" Leng Aoshuang sighed.

The eighth-level primary and eighth-level intermediate are one level apart, and it is difficult to cross at all, even if it is Lin Xu, it cannot be crossed.

"Ning Qing ......" Lin Xu looked at him, after so many years, Ning Qing's spiritual strength is probably not weak, right?

"When I reached this level, I really understood that it was too difficult for the eighth level elementary to cross the eighth intermediate level, and I haven't crossed it for twenty years. Ning Qing shook her head.

Leng Aoshuang was shocked again, he didn't expect this man to reach the eighth level twenty years ago!

Boom!

Suddenly, the door of the compound was pushed open with great force.

"Lin Xu, come out!" This shout made people a little surprised, someone actually came to Lin Xu at this time?

When a few people walked out of the house, they saw several ancient race powerhouses.

"Lin Xu, I'm here to give you a war letter!" said one of the Ancient Race cultivators.

This made Lin Xu and the others frown, and the next war letter?

Which of these ancient races are playing?

"You should be an eighth-level junior spirit constructor?" the old man sneered, "I want to see if you can be my opponent!"

Mental confrontation?

"I'm sorry!" Lin Xu said, the other party's mental fluctuations are not weak, and he must have reached the eighth-level level, and when he suddenly challenged himself, his mind was naturally visible.

I'm afraid that even if he can't defeat himself, he will consume a lot of his spiritual power, so that the spiritual construction event in two days will be weaker by one point, right?

"Sure enough!" the old man sneered, "You're really a turtle with a shrunken head!"

"The agitation method is useless to me!" Lin Xu smiled lightly.

"You're very smart, but I don't believe you can really win the championship, you will definitely make you ashamed of yourself in this grand event, I want you Terrans to know what a powerful spiritual constructor is, I want to make your Terrans completely lose face!" The old man sneered, "I also want to tell the world that you rejected my challenge, you are just a coward who is cared for in the Terrans!"

"A coward!" the old man sneered, ready to turn away.

"Oh no, I accept your challenge!" Ning Qing said angrily.

"Or ...... Let me come!" Finally, Lin Xu stood up, looked at the old man and smiled.