divine

---------- "Here it is." Ming Qi nodded, flew to a branch of the big tree, hugged the trunk of the tree with both hands, and flew upward with all his strength, but Ming Qi His face was flushed, and the tree remained motionless.

"Damn it!" Ming cursed, flew to the ground, took out the demon blood, carried the Moon Slasher, and slashed at the big tree. Immediately, a red light flashed from the bottom of the big tree, and Ming punched it hard, The tree slowly broke and fell to the ground.

Mingqi started to work, peeling off layers of soil from the ground and floating in the air. This time, Mingqi only created a layer of soil that was one meter thick and more than ten meters long and wide. Who made the gravity here strong and the material The structure is also different.

Ming Qi put the soil into Neng Jie, suddenly a light flashed in his mind, curled his lips, and brought Sheng Luo out of Neng Jie, there is no need for Neng Sheng's helper, what are you waiting for?

"Holy Luo, lift up all the soil here," Ming Qi said.

"Dig the dirt?" Sheng Luo was puzzled.

"Well, hurry up, I can quit after I tidy up." Ming Qi said.

Immediately, items kept falling from the energy ring, such as energy control skills, soul stones, and other similar things.

At this moment, under the control of Neng Sheng, the roots of the big tree were completely dug out, and the soil surrounded by hundreds of meters of roots was shaken off by Sheng Luo.The soil near the root of the big tree, which is [-] meters deep, is as deep as a thousand meters. Such a huge monster was forcibly pulled off the ground by Sheng Luo, floating in the air, and stepped forward. He said, "Sheng Luo, go in and tighten the dirt."

"Yes, master." Sheng Luo returned to Nengjie, Nengjie released it, and gradually compacted the soil.

Mingqi fell to the ground, took the seeds of the Tianling fruit tree in his hand, took out a bottle of spiritual liquid, and poured it slowly on it. Immediately, the white shell that was originally covered was gradually washed away by the spiritual liquid, and the spiritual liquid shot into the seed, and the green The buds glowed green and grew slightly by half.

At this moment, Nengjie Center has already been covered with a layer of soil.

Ming said to Shura from the bottom of his heart, "Holy Luo, plant this seed well."

Immediately, the seeds fell one by one, and Sheng Luo stepped forward and carefully planted them in the center of the ring. At this time, a jade bottle came and said, "fill it with a bottle of spiritual liquid."

"Yes." Sheng Luo took the jade bottle and slowly poured the psychic liquid over the seeds, and the psychic liquid was immediately on the seeds of the Sky Spirit Fruit.That little green shoot grew a lot.

"It's better to bury the jade bottle in the soil, and nourish the seeds of the heavenly spirit fruit with the spiritual liquid all the time." Ming muttered, took the jade bottle back to Nengjie, and said, "Holy Luo, bury this jade bottle in the sky. Near the seeds of the spirit fruit tree."

"Yes." Sheng Luo buried the jade bottle next to the seeds of the Tianling fruit tree without any hesitation.

"From today onwards, the Tianling fruit tree will begin to grow. Plus you are so willing, I am afraid that the growth rate will not be slow. If you can't break through to Nengtian quickly, Nengjie will definitely be broken." 'Ming Qi' said.

"What about after breaking through Nengtian?" Ming Qi asked.

"Break through Nengtian, you can build your own energy world, and then you can move the Tianling fruit tree into your own energy world." Ming Qi said.

"Who knows about that kind of thing, I'm afraid it's impossible for me to break through Nengtian every few decades." Ming Qi said.

Speaking of Mingqi, he took back the scattered things on the ground, many of these things were things that would cause death.

"Go back." Ming Qi patted his ass and left, leaving behind the big hole and the broken wood.

...

The next day, Ming Qi woke up, and suddenly there was a rapid knock on the door, "Uncle, Uncle, a new disciple is here, Uncle, do you need to go and have a look?"

"Disciple?" Ming Qi didn't expect to be a master at the age of 15, and he didn't have so much free time.

"Oh. You go first, I'll be there later." Ming Qi said.

"Yes." The disciple retreated respectfully, remembering that yesterday's battle made many disciples respect him endlessly.

"It's not bad to go and have a look." Ming Qi read.

Immediately, he put on his underwear and flew to the practice field, which is also the usual arena for competitions.

"At this moment, there are already quite a few people here." Ming Qi was surprised, accepting the name of disciple, as for mobilizing the teachers so much?

Many disciples Ming Qi did not know each other.

"Let's go to Master Uncle."

"Let's go to Master Uncle."

Many disciples greeted him warmly.

"Junior Brother Zouji." A middle-aged man approached enthusiastically and greeted Ming Qi. For such a talented character, many people would regard Ming Qi as someone to hug his thigh.

"You are?" Ming Qi asked.

"My name is Tianlan, and my master is Lunmeng." The man smiled.

"Brother Tianlan." Ming Qi smiled.

"Hehe, I heard that a disciple with good talent came here today. Many second-generation disciples rushed to get this disciple because our generation came out. Even some first-generation teachers also came." Lun Meng said.

"Oh, really?" Mingqi smiled.

In fact, Ming Qi didn't pay much attention to geniuses in his heart. Geniuses are often more likely to fall.

"Here we come." Everyone turned their gazes to the mountain gate, and an old man appeared with a young girl. The young girl was about 16 years old, and she looked around with pride in her eyes, her pretty face was full of arrogance.

"Wow, so beautiful." Many third-generation disciples exclaimed.

At this moment, Ming Qi and other second-generation disciples were already sitting in the hall.There are two disciples of the first generation sitting in the upper seat in the hall.

"Peak Nenghun?" Ming Qi murmured, he was quite talented, Xiang Minglu was 30 years old, and he was still at the peak of Nengwang fifth stage, and his talent was quite good in the Fire Crystal Sect.

Such a woman is definitely one of the key training targets, just like Ming Qi.

"I have met two masters." The woman bowed slightly, not bothering to glance at the others.

Among the second-generation disciples sitting below, one person called out, "You two masters, I beg you to let this disciple join my sect."

Before the two first-generation disciples could speak, the woman turned around and said with a smile, "You are also worthy to teach me."

"Two masters, my young lady is the daughter of the city lord of Lianshanyu City. She sent the Fire Crystal Sect. She wanted the lord to teach it in person. But she heard that the lord is going to retreat, so she came to worship the first generation of disciples as teachers. Second generation disciples, how come? Teach my lady." The old man said.

"This, I naturally understand. Junior brother Zhuo and I are willing to be her masters together, so that the city lord can rest assured." The generation of disciples on the seat said.

"If that's the case, I'm relieved. Miss will trouble the two masters here. I'll definitely tell the city master my sincerity when I get back." The old man smiled and was about to leave.

"Aqiu~"

Suddenly, an untimely sneezing sound echoed in the quiet hall.

"Who is it?" The man with the table surname among the disciples of the first generation slapped the jade table and stood up violently.

"I'm sorry, I'm the uncle." Mingqi rubbed his nose, lazily walked out of the crowd, walked up to the woman, and bowed to the two generations.

"Whose disciple are you?" Another man surnamed Tian shouted.

"The disciple's master is Huo Yan." Ming Qi said lightly.

"What's your name?" The man with the surname Tian asked.His tone was much weaker, Huo Yan, who was given the status of Huo, was much higher than him.

"The disciple called Zouji." Ming Qi said.

"A person? The one who just got started." The man surnamed Tian asked.His tone has softened completely.

"Yes, it is the disciple." Ming Qi said. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .