Underground workroom.

The gentle light of the spirit lamp evenly spreads the entire space.

Ning Zhuo sat at the table and checked the storage bag in his hand for the last time.

This is the spoil he obtained from the three ghosts of the Huang family in the previous black market.

After confirming the safety, Ning Zhuo began to crack the micro formation on the first storage bag, then forged the original owner's breath and spiritual consciousness, and finally tricked the storage bag into successfully opening it.

In the first storage bag, there are a little spirit stone, a spiritual pet green sword mantis, and some materials suitable for ghost cultivation, such as dark spirit, soul purity, and Netherworld Flower.

The second storage bag contains hundreds of spirit stones, and the ghost cultivation material is only a ball of Yin Feng, and a jade slip for ghost cultivation technique "Yin Bone Art", which can transform one's own bones.

The third storage bag is owned by the boss of the three ghosts of the Huang family. The formation has two levels, which makes Ning Zhuo's difficulty in cracking and the duration of time surge.

"It's interesting." The boy's eyes shone brightly.

The higher the difficulty and the stronger the resistance, the more it will stimulate his fighting spirit.

He devoted himself to the fun of challenging problems.

After nearly half an hour, he finally successfully cracked it.

As soon as he opened it, a little ghost head pounced on Ning Zhuo's face.

Ning Zhuo snorted secretly, and was prepared for it. At the critical moment, the Great Seal of My Buddha's Heart Demon in the sea of ​​consciousness flashed a light and captured the little ghost head. Then, the defensive formation on the manual desktop was activated, instantly killing the little ghost head.

The little ghost's avatar is the last stubbornness of the boss of the Huang family.

At this point, his storage bag was no longer in defense against Ning Zhuo.

There are more than a thousand spirit stones and two jade slips, namely the ghost cultivation technique "Netherworld Heart Sutra" and the ghost cultivation technique "Detailed Explanation of Soul Introduction". Such as a large number of cultivation materials, they are not only suitable for ghost cultivation.

"Fire Essence?!" Ning Zhuo's pupils dilated slightly, and he found about ten kilograms of fire essence.

The joy suddenly appeared on his face.

Restraining his excitement, Ning Zhuo pulled out the drawer and grabbed a handful of golden silk jade dew cake from the drawer.

As soon as his magic power was urged, he burned the wrapping paper on the surface of the cake, and some ashes flew out, like ashes burning the corpse in the alchemy furnace.

He opened his mouth and stuffed all the pastries in his hand.

chew.

Under the illumination of the light of the light, his lips were bright red, occasionally revealing his white teeth. The golden silk jade dew cake was crushed between his teeth and lips, flowing out in a mess, and confused. It was like the many monks who were planted in his hands, wailing in the grinding, and then the flesh and blood were shattered, turning into the nutrition for Ning Zhu's growth.

The world of monks is cruel. Without the gray business like Ruyisuo and the contribution of these demon monks, how could Ning Zhuo afford so much golden silk jade dew cake?

Ning Zhuo was eating golden silk jade dew cake while happily counting the profits from yesterday's black market.

Selling the best wishes for him, which allowed him to harvest 24,000 spirit stones.

Among them, his eldest son Ningzhi purchased 80 Ruyi Supplies for the Ning family and contributed the big one.

In comparison, there are very few spirit stones on the three ghosts of the Huang family.

"The upper and lower Ruyi rope I made is the best lower hole rope that can be purchased on the market. Therefore, this business has always been good."

"It seems that the Ning family will make such a big move when they make such a big combat preparation?"

"Oh, people in the cultivation world cannibalize people!"

"There are always people who are ill-behaved and bullying ordinary boys like me."

"Since those three ghost cultivators came out to rob, they were naturally poor. However, the ten kilograms of fire spirit were beyond my expectations, and it was really a surprise."

"In this way, the fire spirit I have prepared has reached more than a thousand kilograms, which is enough!"

Ning Zhuo has been secretly accumulating fire spirit in the past few years. For safety reasons, he only purchased a little bit from the market every time, and accumulated a little more. At his speed, it would probably take more than a month to prepare ten kilograms of fire spirit.

Now that we are done, this large number of fire spirits immediately fills his final gap.

After counting the gains, Ning Zhuo also counted the losses of the black market last night.

He took out a silver-gray token from his arms.

The token has the character Cang on the front and the Chinese character on the back.

Ning Zhuo threw it lightly, and the token disintegrated, expanding, and bursting in the air with dazzling light. After the light dissipated, the mechanism armor Cang Iron Man Gai quietly floated in the air.

Ning Zhuo opened a spine of the mechanical armor, and a foundation-building pill was embedded here.

"The foundation-building pill is only 30% left."

This pill is very important and is one of the factors that Cang Tiehan Armor can exert its foundation-building combat power. Ning Zhuo himself only has the cultivation level in the Qi Refining Stage.

"If the foundation-building pill is used up, the Cang Tiehan Armor will not be used."

"Oh, it's very difficult to get the foundation-building pill." Ning Zhuo frowned slightly.

This is Ning Zhuo’s biggest loss yesterday.

A new scar was added last night.

Even Ning Zhuo was helpless when the boss of the three ghosts of the Huang family left a thorn mark.

If you look closely, you will find that the surface of this mechanical armor is actually covered with scars.

Some are old injuries, while others are marks left by Ning Zhuo when he was wearing them.

"Mom..." Ning Zhuo caressed the old scars and his eyes became sad.

Fourteen years ago, he was only two years old, and his mother told him before her death.

He learned that there is a lava immortal palace in Huoshi Mountain, which is an immortal city of mechanisms. The city spirit secretly selected monks to inherit the immortal city. His mother was one of the selected monks in the foundation-building stage. The immortal city was tested many times and it was extremely difficult. Because of his outstanding strength, he was jointly targeted by other competitors and was eventually seriously injured and unable to cure.

"The immortal city is constantly deteriorating, and the selection criteria are reduced accordingly. Zhuo'er, by the time you are fourteen years old, the selection criteria for the immortal city in the agency will be reduced to the Qi Refining Stage. This will be your greatest opportunity!"

"Zhu'er, you have to study the mechanism well and don't let others know about your investment in this regard."

"You have to design the creation of the agency yourself, assemble it yourself, and control it yourself. These are all the assessment contents of the agency's Immortal City."

"If you belong to the top of other selectors, you will be recognized as the seed of the organ and will be cultivated by the organ city. This is particularly important to you, because you need the cultivation resources of the organ Immortal Palace more than other people with backgrounds."

"You must never use the Ning family's martial arts to practice until the foundation building stage! Your mother, I am the seed of the mechanism in the foundation building stage. It's a pity that my dantian has settled and I cannot change the martial arts. Many tests in the lava palace are because I have not practiced the martial arts left by the masters of the three sects, and the difficulty is doubled, and I can only stop helplessly."

"Ahem!!"

Two-year-old Ning Zhuo cried in great fear: "Mom, stop talking, you are vomiting blood!"

Ning Zhu's mother stretched out her hand and stroked Ning Zhu's little head, her eyes full of reluctance and worry: "Zhu'er, I'm sorry for you, I can't protect you. If you don't have your father and mother, you will be alone in the future and you can only rely on yourself."

"Don't be too loyal to the family. Your father made this mistake!"

"Before your father died, I asked the young patriarch Ning Xiaoren to let him take care of you. But I have seen this person clearly, and I have different opinions and cannot rely on him."

"Your uncle, your aunt is shameless and the other is extremely stingy. She is not a generous person, so you should pay attention."

"Sometimes, your relatives and friends are often more dangerous than your enemies!"

"Don't be too good at performing, your parents are gone, and no one is your real support. You must hide yourself well, don't be too bad at performing, just be moderate. You must grow up ordinary, accumulate quietly, and don't attract attention."

"Mom has seen too much, how many geniuses died prematurely..."

"My mother's Cang Tiehan Jia is left to protect you, it has the power of building a foundation."

"There is also this magic weapon - my Buddha's heart demon seal! This is something that my mother has obtained by chance from the lava fairy palace and must not be exposed."

When Ning Zhu's mother said this, her voice had already declined to its limit.

She couldn't help crying and stared at the two-year-old Ning Zhuo with all her strength. She wanted to look at him and kept looking, but her vision gradually became dim.

At the last moment of her life, she fell into hesitation: "I don't know if this is right to teach you."

"Zhu'er, you have to take good care of yourself. If it really doesn't work, just give up the lava fairy palace."

"Life is the first priority. Mom hopes that you will live and live well!"

"If you are alive, your mother will be happy."

Two-year-old Ning Zhuo held his mother's blood coat tightly: "Mom, mom, don't say it anymore. I don't want you to die, don't die, wuwu..."

Ning Zhu's mother said at the end: "Be good, don't be afraid, don't be afraid... Mom is here, Mom, Mom will protect you underground..."

The next moment, my mother's heart stopped beating and her hands slowly slid from Ning Zhuo's head.

The two-year-old Ning Zhu's body trembled violently as if he was shocked. He suddenly looked up - he was already sixteen years old.

The face of a child who was once extremely young and full of tears was now replaced by the firm expression of a grown boy.

He has grown up and shouldered the advice and expectations of his mother before her death.

"Mom, the situation has changed!"

"The city lord, the Zhou family and the Zheng family worked together to increase the clearance of the Red Flame Demon's Molten Cave, which greatly reduced the defense pressure of the Lava Immortal Palace and reduced the loss a lot. The Lava Immortal Palace had no external pressure and the damage was maintained well, so the palace spirit did not take the initiative to lower the selection criteria."

"This year, the Ning family also discovered the secret of the Lava Immortal Palace. If they also participate in the defense, then when will I wait until the standards are lowered?"

"Maybe I can't wait for this life!"

"How can several major forces in Huoshixian City try every means to cover up the lava immortal palace and digest this opportunity within them?"

"So, I have to do it myself!"

"Now, I have accumulated enough fire spirit, absolutely enough to bomb the damage to the Immortal Palace, thereby lowering the standard."

"It's just about the hot monkey."
Chapter completed!