Ding Ning narrowed his eyes slightly, and the darkness in his pupils expanded rapidly. Two green petals bloomed in his dark pupils and shattered with a bang.
The ghost head trapped in the bubble let out a soundless roar and dissipated with the shattering of the green petals. But …
The ghost head didn't disappear completely, but left behind a black bead that was neither gold, jade, stone, nor wood.
There was an illusory ghost head engraved on the black bead, and its dull eyes kept wandering.
This was the first time Ding Ning used the Broken Flower Pupil out of curiosity. He didn't expect that this pupil technique was the same as the Merciful and Merciful Palm, requiring a large amount of spiritual power to be used. After using it, he felt like he had overindulged and felt mentally exhausted.
He secretly decided that he wouldn't use this powerful technique unless it was necessary. The [Blue Flower Eye] consumed spiritual power, so it could be used frequently.
However, at this moment, his mind was completely attracted by the black bead. The stone man on his chest suddenly flashed with red light and connected to his spiritual sea, abruptly passing him a message of inheritance.
This message made him stiffen as if he was struck by lightning. It was — Nine Ghosts and 13-needle Technique.
Only now did he realize that the Nine Ghosts and 13-needle Technique he learned before only had the form but not the spirit. The real Nine Ghosts and 13-needle Technique required nine ghosts to perform the moxibustion, which had the miraculous effect of reviving the dead.
This black bead was the spirit and spirit of the ghost, which could be one of the nine ghosts. According to Ding Ning's understanding, it was equivalent to the spirit of some super strong people after their physical bodies died. It could be seen how powerful the ghost head was when it was alive.
What puzzled him was that the Nine Ghosts and 13-needle Technique was clearly taught to him by Sister Qiao. Why did it appear in Chi You's inheritance?
Could it be … A thought flashed through Ding Ning's mind. Sister Qiao was also a descendant of the Jiuli Tribe? What she got was the incomplete Nine Ghosts and 13-needle Technique.
Yes, it must be like this. Sister Qiao treats him as her own child, and she even taught him everything she knew without holding anything back. So, this is the only answer that can explain it.
Compared to fighting and killing, Ding Ning preferred healing and saving people. Therefore, he was happier to get the complete inheritance of the Nine Ghosts and 13-needle Technique than to improve his cultivation.
Ding Ning bit his finger and squeezed out a drop of blood essence and dripped it on the black bead according to the Art of Ghost Controlling transmitted by the stone man.
When the black bead came into contact with Ding Ning's blood essence, it quickly turned red. With a soft "click", it bloomed at a speed visible to the naked eye like a lotus.
The ghost head, whose eyes had been empty and vacant, quickly recovered its intelligence and turned into a mini ghost that was one-tenth the size of a fingernail. It slid into Ding Ning's body with a squeak and ran around happily in his meridians. Meanwhile, the black bead silently disappeared.
Ding Ning's expression became extremely strange. When the black bead absorbed his essence and blood, a strange spiritual connection was formed between him and the brat. He could feel the brat's strong childish admiration for him. The feeling of being connected by blood made him feel as if the brat was his child, and he spontaneously doted on the brat.
He carefully sensed the brat's every move and found that the brat was constantly looking for the impurities in his body as food. Although Ding Ning had been cleansed several times and there were few impurities in his body, they were not completely gone. The brat took impurities as food, which was tantamount to helping him clean up the garbage in his body all the time. This was really an unexpected surprise.
After discovering the role of the brat, Ding Ning showed a look of understanding. The moxibustion method of the Nine Ghosts and 13-needle Technique was really magical. Using the brat to clean up the pathological substances and foreign substances in the patient's body, combined with the acupuncture method, could make the patient recover better.
This made him so excited that he wished he could immediately find eight more brats to refine and use the real Nine Ghosts and 13-needle Technique.
But at this stage, he could only think about it. How many strong people in the world could turn into ghosts after their death?
Even if there were, how many of them could he run into? He could only pay more attention to where there were supernatural events in the future and see if he could be lucky enough to gather nine ghosts.
However, Ding Ning's regret only flashed by, and then his eyes shone with surprise and excitement. He was so excited that he could not restrain himself.
Because he thought of Ye Huan and her sister's mother, Sun Lanying, he could do nothing about her illness. This made him feel that he was very incompetent and his heart was filled with guilt.
But now, he had the little ghost that could eat cancer cells, the rice and bean sprouts that could activate and replicate microorganisms, and the medicine that could restore vitality, which gave him hope to cure patients with advanced liver cancer.
The killing and robbing outside continued. The Ancient Warriors, red-eyed from the killing, only had eyes for the non-existent Spirit-summoning Flag. At this moment, only a dozen people were still fighting endlessly.
The most cunning was Ju Zhu. Taking advantage of the chaotic fight, he hid to the side to recover from his injuries. His small eyes flashed with a vicious light. He was waiting for these people to finish fighting among themselves and then he would act as the fisherman.
However, the opponents he was on guard against were no longer these red-eyed Ancient Warriors. Instead, it was Demon of Fire, Long Xiaotian, Feng Ni 'er, the black-robed man, Ning Ye, Zhuo Bufan, and the others who had not participated in the fight.
Looking at these people watching quietly, Ju Zhu was annoyed with himself. He silently scolded himself for not being able to keep his composure. Why did he have to be the first to stand out? He had caused himself to be heavily injured and placed in a disadvantageous position in the final fight.
Ding Ning looked calmly at the fierce fighting outside. There was not the slightest change in his calm eyes. For the sake of the treasure, these people had already lost their humanity. They could even attack their own family and friends. They were not worthy of his sympathy. It would be better if they all died.
He had not thought that his sudden inspiration to hide in the Spirit-summoning Flag would have such a good effect. It had lowered the danger to the lowest level.
Otherwise, even with the strength of his current body, he would not have the confidence to block the combined attack of over a hundred Ancient Warriors.
At this moment, Feng Ni 'er's heart was filled with wild joy. Ding Ning had not appeared for so long, he must have died. Now that a great danger was gone, her entire body relaxed.
Once the fear was gone, it was as if the knot in her heart had been untied. What followed was a monstrous hatred toward Luoxue and the golden eagle.
Just as everyone was waiting intently for the final fight, Feng Ni 'er took a step forward and cracked her whip at Luoxue. With a sinister smile, she said, "B * tch, your lover dared to hit me. Now, I want to see who can protect you."
Luoxue did not have any good feelings toward this woman. She glanced coldly at her and could not be bothered to pay attention to her.
"Kneel and kowtow to me in apology and perhaps I will spare your lowly life."
Feng Ni 'er was angered by her disdainful gaze and shouted with a twisted expression.
"Feng Ni 'er, enough."
Long Xiaotian furrowed his brows and shouted, "Are you done yet?"
"Brother Xiaotian, what do you mean? How dare you scold me for a b * tch. Don't tell me you've fallen for her? "
Feng Ni 'er screamed with jealousy and hatred.
"What nonsense are you saying? She is only a normal person, you cannot attack her."
Long Xiaotian said with an impatient expression. His patience had been completely worn away by Feng Ni 'er's arrogance and unreasonable behavior.
"You must have fallen for her, right? Otherwise, why would you help her? "
Feng Ni 'er's attitude was twisted. She stared venomously at Luoxue and said in a harsh voice, "I will not let you do as you wish. The more you protect her, the more I want to kill her."
"Miss Feng, this is not your ancient martial world. I will not allow you to harm normal people."
Zhuo Bufan saw that Long Xiaotian had no intention of helping Feng Ni 'er and immediately let out a sigh of relief. Without hesitation, he stood up and spoke.
"Who do you think you are to control me? Get out of my way."
Feng Ni 'er, whose heart was filled with hatred and jealousy, roared with a savage expression. She viciously whipped toward Luoxue. Luoxue paled in fright and couldn't help but cry out.
Zhuo Bufan's expression darkened. The long sword at his waist suddenly flew out of its sheath and blocked the attack in a flash. Forcefully suppressing the anger in his heart, he said in a low voice, "Miss Feng, don't be unreasonable. Stop."
"You're the unreasonable one. Go to hell!"
Seeing that Long Xiaotian did not even look at her with a straight face and had no intention of helping her, Feng Ni 'er was both angry and embarrassed. The whip in her hand swung toward Zhuo Bufan mindlessly.
Zhuo Bufan swung his sword to block and shouted in a harsh voice, "Miss Feng, if you don't stop, don't blame me for fighting back."
"Fight back, you b * tch. If you have the ability, kill me. Let's see if the Feng family will destroy your entire family."
Feng Ni 'er was like a mad dog. The soft whip whistled through the air as it swung toward Zhuo Bufan.
"Feng Ni 'er, shut up. Don't cause a great disaster for the Feng family."
Long Xiaotian's expression changed dramatically. The large knife in his hand suddenly flew out and blocked Feng Ni 'er's whip. Apologetically, he apologized to the ashen-faced Zhuo Bufan. "Director Zhuo, Feng Ni' er spoke without thinking. Please don't take offense."
Zhuo Bufan's chest rose and fell violently. Forcefully suppressing the rising anger in his heart, he said coldly, "You spoke without thinking and you want to destroy my entire family. It seems that the Bureau of Religions really does not have much of a deterrent power. The Feng family … ha ha, how powerful. I will truthfully report this to our director."
Long Xiaotian's expression changed. With a dark expression, he said harshly to Feng Ni 'er, "Feng Ni' er, apologize to Director Zhuo."
"I won't. Why? He's just a secular director. Don't even think about it if he wants me to apologize."
Feng Ni 'er raised her proud head and spoke with a disdainful expression.
Slap!
A resounding slap landed on Feng Ni 'er's face. Long Xiaotian's expression was so dark that it could drip water. He said word by word, "Feng Ni' er, I now officially announce that I cancel the engagement with you. The life and death of the Feng family, from now on, has nothing to do with the Long family. Now, you can do whatever you want."
"You … you dare to hit me? And you want to cancel the engagement? Long Xiaotian, you bastard, you must have taken a liking to that b * tch … wu wu wu … "
Feng Ni 'er covered her face and looked at Long Xiaotian in disbelief. She broke into tears.
"You really are unreasonable!"
Long Xiaotian's face was ashen. He turned and left, staying far away from Feng Ni 'er. Out of sight, out of mind.
"B * tch, now you're happy, right? I'm going to kill you!"
Like a crazy woman, Feng Ni 'er leapt toward Luoxue with bloodshot eyes.
Zhuo Bufan was about to go forward and block Feng Ni 'er when unexpectedly, the man in the black robe with the silver mask, who had not moved all this time, suddenly blocked him. Using an electronic voice, he said, "Director Zhuo should not interfere in matters between women."
"Who are you? Get out of the way! "
Zhuo Bufan's expression froze. Feeling the thick dangerous aura from the man in black, he asked warily.
"I'm just a nobody. As long as Director Zhuo does not interfere, I will not do anything."
The man in black said lightly.
"Aren't you interfering too much?"
Zhuo Bufan's pupils contracted violently and all the muscles in his body tightened. This man in black did not seem to have any spiritual power but he made him feel very dangerous. He did not dare to speak carelessly.
"Director Zhuo is also interfering too much. Ancient warriors fight over treasures and killing is unavoidable. You keep blocking Miss Feng. Do you want to become enemies with Feng Ni?"
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