"Brother Ning Zhuo, I'm here!" Zheng Jian laughed loudly. When he saw Ning Zhuo get off the carriage, he walked a few steps before he rushed in front of him.

Ning Zhuo quickly clasped his fists and saluted: "Brother Zheng."

"Why do you have to be so polite!" Zheng Jian grabbed Ning Zhuo's arm and stopped him from continuing to salute, "Let's go, let's go to the second floor."

Behind him, Ning Xiaohui slowly stepped on the back of the servant and walked down.

Seeing Zheng Jian pulling Ning Zhuo and ignoring him, her face was covered with frost.

Since the last time, Ning Zhuo has successfully explored the Immortal Palace, he has completely demonstrated his own value among the top leaders of the three schools and his status has soared.

In order to win over Ning Zhuo better, Ning Xiaoren accelerated the weaving of evidence and framed Ning Chi.

You must know that Ning Xiaoren has been under the command of him for many years, without any contribution, and hard work.

Ning Xiaoren's behavior made Ning Zhuo secretly feel ashamed and alert.

Ning Zhuo and Zheng Jian walked with his arms and walked into a garden.

The three big characters Saints Garden are engraved on the plaque in the garden.

There were many people in the Sales Garden, and they were talking to each other and talking about the name of Li Leifeng.

Li Leifeng finally died. According to his will, Saint-School has prepared a bequest meeting for him, and will give away all Li Leifeng's relics at the meeting.

"I didn't expect Mr. Li to go after all. When I was a child, I grew up watching Mr. Li's puppet show." Zheng Jian sighed.

Ning Zhuo also sighed: "Mr. Li is a respectable person. Since he took charge of the Sales Garden, he has saved many orphans and wandering children."

Zheng Jian patted Ning Zhuo's back: "Mr. Li was in a funeral and died! Look at how many people came today, you can see Mr. Li's reputation. His life is definitely worth it!"

Ning Zhuo nodded slightly and stopped talking.

The vast majority of the abortions gathered in a five-story building.

The bequest meeting is held here.

Ning Zhuo and others also entered this building.

The pavilion is in the shape of a back character.

Up the stairs and came to the private room on the second floor. Ning Zhuo met the Zhou brothers.

"Come on, sit down."

"The meals held by Saints Garden this time are still old and are memorable."

"Yes, I still remember that when I was a kid, I liked watching puppet shows the most. The private room opposite is where I often go."

“When I was a kid, I liked to lie on the railing and watch the show.”

Ning Zhuo remained silent and his eyes fell to the corner of the lobby.

When he was a child, he would always sneak in while the ticket inspector was not paying attention. He hugged in the corner of the wall or behind the pillars. He could not only watch the show, but sometimes he could also take advantage of the break and pick up some pastries or fruits left by the guests when the park was not cleaned up.

Although I am a premature wiser, I also have a playful mind.

My uncle's parents treated him harshly and would rather avoid eating snacks in front of him too many times, but would not give him a sweet fruit.

Ning Zhuo was also greedy when he was a child.

I remember one time when he was caught. When he was in panic, Li Leifeng came to him, stroked his head, held his hand, took him into the backstage, and gave him the clean pastry and fruit that Li Leifeng had not moved before.

The people around him went in and out, and saw this scene without any surprise, and they also cast a kind look at Ning Zhuo.

Ning Zhuo can no longer remember the specific situation.

In his impression, the whole experience was covered with a layer of gentle time, which made him feel a gentle warmth in his heart whenever he recalled this.

This is why, Li Leifeng passed away, and almost everyone in the city came to mourn. The monks who participated in this bequest were basically well-known figures.

"As soon as Li Leifeng goes, I don't know where to go in Chez School?"

"It is said that the next director of the school has not been finalized for a long time."

"I know the reason. It's because Li Leifeng asked Zhu Xuanji to ask the God Captain to find a successor."

Zheng Jian and Zhou Zeshen communicated with each other and casually revealed valuable information.

Ning Zhuo secretly remembered it in his heart.

"By the way, how are your souls recuperating?"

"It's almost healed."

"I'm about the same, too."

"When will I explore the Lava Immortal Palace again?"

When asked this, everyone's eyes subconsciously glanced at Ning Zhuo.

The last time, it was Ning Zhuo's performance that gave them a qualitative breakthrough.

Ning Zhuo didn't want to do this. He had already mastered the skills and had been practicing hard all day long.

Of course, the Five Elements Qi and Law Technique and the Demon-Staining Blood Stems are not practiced. When the exercises of the fourth to sixth levels are activated, there are many differences in the breath from the first three levels.

But the Jingtai Spiritual Art can be practiced.

All movements will be suppressed by the treasure seal and completely gathered. This makes Ning Zhuo often dazed, but in fact he is secretly practicing magical skills.

Ning Zhuo said: "I can't think of any way yet. If we continue to explore the Immortal Palace, we may repeat the same mistakes and fall into that dark trap again."

Zheng Jian and others' hearts trembled.

The last time they fell a trap, they were forced to survive and die, they could not hear, see, and touch them. They endured until their soul power reached their limit and were finally sent out of the Immortal Palace.

This nightmare experience makes them never want to experience it again.

"Didn't you come up with any good idea during this period?" Zheng Jian said.

Ning Zhuo shook his head.

Zhou Zhu sighed.

Zhou Zeshen boosted morale: "I'm almost at the peak of the third level. When I'm done, let's set off together and explore the Lava Immortal Palace again."

Everyone nodded and reached an agreement.

At this time, the bequest meeting officially began.

Various items from Li Leifeng during his lifetime were publicly displayed and allowed to be selected by others.

Whoever can choose will take it away directly, this is a donation.

Some monks at the bottom were so happy that they could not help but gain a lot.

Some families or strong monks also take some, which are usually trivial things. They often give back a large amount of spirit stones or supplies from Sales Garden.

Zhou Zeshen suddenly exclaimed lightly, reached out and grabbed it, forming an invisible force, sucking a piece of machine board and flew to the second floor.

He took it and took a look, played with it for a while, and laughed and said, "It's indeed this."

"I remember when I was a child, my father brought me here, and I cried endlessly. Mr. Li took out this toy to make me happy."

"This toy institution is very complex, and we need to move out every change and get a little information."

"After finally putting together this information, you can form a legend of immortals."

As he said that, Zhou Zeshen handed the toy of the agency to Zheng Jian beside him.

Zheng Jian played for a while, but lost all his interest, so he handed it to others.

Zhou Zhu took it and asked curiously: "Did you get that legend in the end?"

"Of course." Zhou Zeshen said, "This took a whole summer. The legend of immortal gods obtained was only part of it, which made me so angry."

"But I still copied this story and wrote it in a jade slip, and carried it with you at any time."

"Because I have experienced this, it has added a lot of patience. Whenever I am impatient, I will take out this jade slip and rub it a few times to quickly adjust my mood."

As he said that, Zhou Zeshen took out the jade slip and took turns to watch it.

Ning Zhuo played with the wooden board of the machine and read the story jade slip.

The jade slip records such a legend of immortals and gods.

According to legend, a saintly immortal master crossed the void and was tired.

He took out the mud cloth bag, held the bag mouth, and was about to shake it fifty times. When he reached the 70-49th time, he was really tired and unable to continue, so he let go of the bag mouth and spit out a world of mechanisms.

In the world of mechanism, the sky and the earth are rising and falling, the water and soil are confused, and the fireworks are lingering.

The most holy immortal master took out the head of the five elements and threw it into the world of mechanism, allowing the five elements to circulate, the sky is above and the earth is below, the ocean is distributed, the river is crisscrossing, and everything is in order.

The Supreme Saint Immortal Master entered the world of mechanism and began to rest. In order for someone to serve him, he used the three thousand lifting threads and threw them three times.

The first time, I lifted the thread and threw it to the immortal energy and created a fairy puppet.

The second time, the thread was lifted and thrown on the demonic energy, forming a demon puppet.

The third time, the thread was lifted and the spirit was thrown to the spirit and got the magic puppet.

The three puppets serve the most holy immortal master in every detail.
To be continued...