Chapter 261 Ning Fengzhi's Humor "You don't know either?" Seeing that Zhou Qing was confused at first, and then calmed down and began to think, Ning Fengzhi knew that this ability was probably the first time Zhou Qing used it! It was forced out by the pressure from Jian Douluo! However, Zhou Qing has now regained his composure, as if he had anticipated this effect? “It’s not entirely clear.” Zhou Qing was in such a weak state that he couldn't maintain his outward demeanor. In addition, Ning Fengzhi and Jian Douluo's attitudes towards him seemed to have changed inexplicably, so he no longer concealed it, "I do know a little about martial spirit cultivation. I can be considered a self-proclaimed master of martial spirit theory." "Oh?" Ning Fengzhi became interested and called a disciple from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect over, and ordered him, "Go to the kitchen and cook some food for Master Zhou Qing to replenish his energy." "Yes." The disciple immediately went down to prepare. "Master Ning, do you believe the words of a six-year-old child like me?" Zhou Qing was surprised.
"Of course I wouldn't believe the words of an ordinary six-year-old child, but you are different. When you first met Uncle Jian and me, you spoke clearly and were humorous. When you had a meal with us, you deliberately ate wildly, hoping to lower our impression of you and keep us away. And just before that, facing Uncle Jian's pressure, you were resolute and stayed true to yourself. You also burst out with a power similar to a domain, which is different from soul power and mental power." Ning Fengzhi recounted everything that happened after meeting Zhou Qing, "This kind of power cannot be unleashed simply by having a firm belief." After realizing that he had asked a stupid question, Zhou Qing found an excuse for himself: Because the stomach is empty, the head is empty too. Therefore, he decided to wait for the disciples of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect to prepare the meal and fill his stomach first. This time, Zhou Qing still ate very wildly, but with less affectation, mainly because he was really hungry. The food he swallowed was digested quickly, restoring his strength. When his soul power was almost recovered, Zhou Qing was surprised to find that he had broken through the level 16 barrier and reached level 17. "Zhou Qing, is it okay for me to call you this?" In terms of power, strength, status, wealth, etc., Zhou Qing was far inferior to Ning Fengzhi, but the belief that burst out along with the special power made his heart tremble. and so-- At this moment. Ning Fengzhi was willing to put Zhou Qing on an equal footing with himself. "Then what should I call you? Feng Zhi?" Zhou Qing patted his round belly and laughed. Jian Douluo on the side opened his mouth and gave Zhou Qing a thumbs up, but it was not a compliment. Instead, he was saying: You are really taking advantage of others! But who would have thought that Ning Fengzhi would just nod slightly and give a reply that stunned Jian Douluo: "Alright, we can just call each other by our names from now on." "Feng Zhi, are you crazy?!" Jian Douluo was shocked. "I'm not kidding. A soul master who can make his faith burst out with some kind of invisible and intangible energy and cause some shock to you and me is indeed qualified to sit on the same level with us." Ning Fengzhi said this, pondered for a moment, and laughed out loud, "Also, Uncle Jian, do you think Zhou Qing's behavior is like that of a child? It's not an exaggeration to say that he is an old fox in the skin of a child." Zhou Qing was not particularly nervous about this. In front of an old fox, no matter how well you disguise yourself, it can be seen as a disguise. At most, people won't know what you are pretending to be. The only thing Zhou Qing was thankful for was that in the Douluo Continent's stories of gods and ghosts, there were no concepts like "possession" or "rebirth", so Ning Fengzhi could not think of that level anyway. He could only guess that this little brat was too mature. "That's true. You don't look like a six-year-old kid at all. Except for this little tender face, you look like a boy of twelve or thirteen. Moreover, you have a very strong character. You dare to joke with me, a Titled Douluo." At this point, Jian Douluo's voice became three points colder. "However, I still have to remind you that in the world of soul masters, strength is respected. If I have the intention to kill you, no matter how smart and mature I am, I can cut your neck in a moment." "I know this naturally."
Zhou Qing's tone sank slightly. It was his dissatisfaction and even disgust with the law of the jungle in the soul master world that made him want to overthrow it all. But it is obviously not appropriate to discuss this topic with Ning Fengzhi and Jian Douluo at the moment. "I'd better call you Sect Master Ning." "If possible, I would prefer you to call me Uncle Ning. After all, you and Rongrong seem to have a martial soul fusion technique." Ning Fengzhi raised the corner of his mouth and talked about his guess that Ning Rongrong could find Zhou Qing. "So, can you tell me, do you have a corresponding martial soul feeling for Rongrong?" "I'm sorry to disappoint Uncle Ning. It's just that Ning Rongrong has a stronger feeling for the heirloom I carry with me." Zhou Qing didn't want to have an emotional connection with Ning Rongrong that went beyond friendship and became a lover, so at this time he could only take out the eggs of the Goddess of Light Butterfly. However, unlike Ning Rongrong, Ning Fengzhi's sensitivity to the butterfly eggs of the Goddess of Light was very weak, and he could only confirm that this thing was valuable. "Ah, I can't see anything. Maybe it's because Rongrong's innate soul power is level nine and the quality of his martial soul is higher than mine, so he can feel the peculiarity of it." Although Ning Fengzhi was unsure, he planned to buy it. After all, his daughter had a sense of it and it might be beneficial to her cultivation. However, Zhou Qing refused, but still said: "However, I also told Ning Rongrong that as long as she agrees to my three conditions, I will give it to her." "What are the conditions?" Jian Douluo couldn't help but ask. “I haven’t thought about it yet…” "So you don't want to give it and keep dragging it out." Jian Douluo sneered. Zhou Qing: You know what, he really has this idea! "Uncle Jian!" Ning Fengzhi reminded. "Humph." Jian Douluo shut up. "I won't get involved in your agreement with Rongrong." After Ning Fengzhi asked Zhou Qing to put away the eggs of the Goddess of Light Butterfly, he started talking about another topic. "You said you are a master of the theory of martial soul cultivation. Then why can't my martial soul, the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, break through to the Soul Douluo level? Can you give me some advice?" A crystal clear seven-story glazed pagoda slowly rose from Ning Fengzhi's hand. It was more gorgeous than Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda and exuded a colorful aura. "You trust me too much, don't you?" Zhou Qing was speechless. "You must have studied the corresponding breakthrough methods in the past, but none of them succeeded. You may not even have found the reason. Why do you think I know the reason?" "I wasn't sure just now, but now, your calm expression makes me sure that you might be able to help me find the relevant reasons." Ning Fengzhi suddenly laughed, and he looked a little proud. As an adult, I have more life experience than Zhou Qing, a child. (End of this chapter)