However, due to Dong Qing's kick, the surrounding foundations for thousands of meters were completely trampled, and the underground river water gushed out, turning the place into a lake.

There is a recently built pavilion in the center of the lake, and there are three people in the pavilion.

A young man, a middle-aged man, and an old man, all are men.

Looking from a distance, the face looks very familiar.

If any disciples of the Qibao Glazed Sect came here at this time, they would definitely recognize the identity of the young and middle-aged people, but they would be a little hesitant about the identity of the elderly.

Nothing else.

This old man is very much like a person, an important person, but he should not be so old, at least at this time, he should not become so old.

The young man is Luo Chenxin, a Sword Douluo, and the middle-aged man is Gu Rong, a Bone Douluo.

As for this old man...

"Fengzhi, why are you doing this?"

Sword Dou Luo Chenxin looked at the white-haired old man in front of him with a complicated expression. An indescribable sadness surged into his heart, but he didn't know how to describe the feeling of sadness in his heart.

"I...hehehe... You titled Douluo who can break through the seventy-ninth level without any problems, how can you understand the pain of being trapped at the seventy-ninth level for a lifetime."

Ning Fengzhi's face was old, with wrinkles all over his face, and his hair was as white as snow. There was an air of twilight lingering between his brows, and he was far less elegant than before.

After a few days, he has changed a lot. He looks like he has aged more than thirty years overnight and turned into an eighty-year-old man.

Although he himself is over eighty years old, he is a soul master after all. If there are no accidents, he can live to be 150 years old in the future.

"But you are overdrawing your vitality in this way, Feng Zhi, you are seeking death..." Bone Douluo Gu Rong stopped talking.

Although he was also very angry, angry that Ning Fengzhi used the grace of upbringing to force Ning Rongrong to voluntarily give up the fairy medicinal herb Qiluo Tulip, but seeing him become like this, he still couldn't help but feel a little unbearable in his heart.

Perhaps Ning Fengzhi finally chose the former between the fairy herbs and his daughter, but at least he did not cut off Ning Rongrong's hope. After dozens or hundreds of years, Ning Rongrong did still have time to wait.

"Death is not scary. Rongrong's talent is very good. With her mother Xueyan here, as the young sect leader, she can't lose her position as sect leader. I can rest assured to pursue the opportunity of martial soul evolution."

Ning Fengzhi looked very tenacious. He was not afraid of what others would say, saying that he used the grace of raising her to force his daughter to give up the fairy herbs because he never thought that he had done anything wrong before.

He doesn't have much time. At the age of eighty, he can no longer afford to wait tens or even hundreds of years. If he doesn't seize this opportunity to obtain the fairy herb Qiluo Tulip, he may really die of old age.

If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening.

Who has not experienced the pain of being trapped in level 79 soul power, who can truly understand his desire for a breakthrough?

Maybe for ordinary people.

The seventy-ninth level soul saint is already a great figure that is highly anticipated, but for Ning Fengzhi, this is not enough at all. He needs more powerful power.

"But the problem is, Feng Zhi, you are forcibly refining your own soul power, intending to use the fairy medicinal herb Qiluo Tulip to break through the eighty-level soul power and evolve your own martial soul at the same time. This idea is very good, but if you are not careful, you will really die.

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Sword Dou Luo Chenxin's tone sounded extremely heavy. He had never experienced the feeling of being stuck at level 79 and unable to move, nor could he understand the behavior of a gambler like Ning Fengzhi who would risk everything at the first glimpse of hope.

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Without personal experience of pain, I will never understand why Ning Fengzhi, who saw a glimmer of light in the darkness, risked everything.

Is he wrong?

It's wrong and right.

The mistake was that he shouldn't have threatened Ning Rongrong with more than ten years of upbringing, but for him, this was the only chance.

"Forcibly refining soul power, at the expense of quickly consuming one's own life force, to gain a chance for a breakthrough. It would be great to succeed, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will also usher in a new life, but the problem is, Feng Zhi, have you ever thought about the fate of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect after failure?

Where to go?”

Bone Douluo Gu Rong raised his concerns. To be honest, he really didn't think much of Ning Fengzhi, and he didn't think he could successfully cross the seventy-ninth level threshold that was almost impossible to cross the realm by risking everything.

if you can.

He still wanted to persuade Ning Fengzhi to give up this dangerous idea and leave the fairy medicinal herb Qiluo Tulip to Ning Rongrong, to this little witch who had a high chance of evolving her martial soul without risking everything.

how to say.

In fact, Bone Douluo Gu Rong secretly did not think about using force, but just as he was about to take action, Sword Douluo Chenxin stopped him.

"Old Bones, this is Rongrong's decision. Since she has decided to give the fairy herb Qiluo Tulip to her father, even if you help her snatch it back, I believe she will never want it."

"Although the talents of Sword Bone and Fengzhi are quite outstanding, they are still far inferior to Rongrong. This fairy medicinal herb, Qiluo Tulip, can really work in Rongrong's hands."

"Imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel. Many things in this world are not perfect after all. Suitable things may not necessarily end up in the hands of the right person, and this is fate."

"Are we really going to watch helplessly as Rongrong waits for tens or even hundreds of years for that little fairy herb that will mature at some point?"

"At this time, we can only believe in Rongrong. We believe that she can wait until the young plant of the fairy herb matures and successfully evolve her martial spirit."

"I understand that Rongrong can wait, but at that time, Rongrong will be almost the same age as Fengzhi, and his success rate will not be as high as when he tried to evolve martial arts when he was young."

Bone Douluo Gu Rong's mind replayed the private conversations between himself and Sword Douluo Chenxin, all of which were discussions about who was more suitable to take immortal herbs, Ning Fengzhi or Ning Rongrong.

Several minutes passed.

When Bone Douluo Gu Rong came back to his senses, his eyes turned back to the real world. Ning Fengzhi had already taken out the fairy herb Qiluo Tulip obtained from Dongqing.

Although this celestial herb, the Kirara tulip, looks very ordinary, its appearance is unremarkable, just like a weed on the ground.

But the faint fragrance that slowly spreads around it can make the soul master's martial soul flutter.

This kind of throbbing originating from the martial soul invisibly reveals the extraordinary nature of the fairy medicinal herb Qiluo Tulip.
Chapter completed!