The best golden pupil

Chapter 1917 Ancient Power Monument
Before seeing the whole picture of the sect clearly, he was startled by a violent movement.

A gust of wind hit this side.

Ning Tao's heart tightened. Could it be that he really had a plan to wait for him to enter the mountain gate before making a move?
A hand has already quietly touched the sword talisman.

"Bastard, stop!"

With a roar, Elder Hong blocked him like lightning, with a burst of majestic spiritual power, and with a flick of his sleeves, the strong wind was blown away, but his expression was ugly.

Now that the situation is not stable, if Ning Tao has some misunderstanding, it will fall short.

Brother Feng flashed and protected Ning Tao.

When the sight in front of him was clear, he saw this scene immediately. A large group of young men and women were watching a man in black attacking a strange long stone tablet with playful expressions, all of them were full of surprise.

"This is……"

Senior Brother Feng frowned, and shouted in a deep voice: "Duan Hei, why are you messing around again at this time."

When the man in black heard this, he turned his head and glanced depressed, and said, "What is making trouble? I'm trying to break through the strength record, okay? This is the spirit of perseverance, you..."

"That's enough. It's a good thing you didn't make much noise, otherwise you'll spoil a major event," Elder Hong shook his head helplessly and sighed.

Then he smiled wryly at Ning Tao: "Little friend Ning, don't be nervous, this guy has such a bad temper, loves to make troubles, and he is well-known in the sect."

"Don't worry, it'll be alright."

Ning Tao and Mangu laughed, their spirits were not so fragile, and they would not collapse because of trivial things.

But Duan Hei was not happy after hearing it, what is his bad temper, is his bad temper bad?Especially there are two outsiders, isn't this hurting myself in front of them, how ugly it is.

Immediately said angrily: "Elder Hong, who are these two people, I am afraid they are not disciples of our sect?"

"Just a little wind, it seems to make you all nervous, he is not an antique, it will break if it blows."

"Could it be that he is a descendant of a certain great power? Boy, let me tell you who you are, so that we can all know who is so hypocritical."

"Ha ha……"

But Ning Tao grinned, and blurted out: "Nowadays, there is no school, no sect, and it is considered a casual cultivator."

"Casual repair..."

Suspicion flashed across the group of young people. A mere rogue cultivator, who is not very old, has any qualifications to make Elder Hong so enthusiastic, and even scolded Duan Hei.

This is tricky.

Duan Hei became interested in an instant, and said provocatively: "Boy, do you dare to fight with Ben Genius, let me see the hypocritical casual cultivator, how many brushes do you have?"

"Wow!"

Everyone was in an uproar and suddenly became excited.

No matter what his status is, the teenagers like to boo and watch the fun, and they are all occupied right now.

But Senior Brother Feng said in a deep voice, "If your skin is itchy, come and fight me. Don't even think about this future Junior Brother, you will get hurt..."

The injury he was referring to was actually Duan Hei.

But the latter thought it was Ning Tao, and immediately sneered: "It turns out that there is a junior brother here, it can't be a vase, it's not useful, my Taiji Bagua sect doesn't raise waste, don't come here to eat and drink. "

"Haha, yes, let's fight, ho ho..." A group of young men and women booed without any scruples.

Seeing that Ning Tao was in a dilemma, Elder Hong immediately said dully: "It's enough, what's the mess, there are no rules, people don't want you to force it?"

"Oh, that's right!"

"Elder, what you said reminded me that all beginner disciples must pass a strength test before entering the gate. This is an iron law that cannot be changed."

"My strength test just now has reached 750 four tripods, although I don't expect you to break it, but the rules... still have to be followed," Duan Hei forced with a sneer.

750 Siding...

The faces of Elder Hong and the others did change, some were surprised, astonished, and solemn.

Unexpectedly, this guy Duan Hei broke a new record and set a new high, no wonder he was so arrogant.

As expected of a record lunatic, the highest ranking in ancient times was only [-] tripods. He was using this to show off, and everyone sniffed and laughed.

And Ning Tao couldn't understand the jargon.

Brother Feng on the side explained with a smile: "The long stone tablet in front of you is an ancient power tablet."

"It is specially used to record the strength of inner disciples. It is a strange object with profound mysteries inside."

"It is said that it is the treasure left by the originator of this sect. It has the ability to stretch the sky and the earth. There will be rewards for breaking the record, but it will not be so easy."

Ning Tao was surprised when he heard it, and looked quickly.

I saw rows of huge golden characters on the monument of strength, very dazzling, the word "Invincible" was actually written on the number one, with the strength of [-] tripods, leading the way, I don't know who it is.

And in the tenth, he found an interesting name "Lunjiahei's cuteness", 750 Siding.

"This……"

Ning Tao's mouth twitched, and he could still play like this. He didn't need to guess, he concluded that it was Duan Hei.

interesting,
more and more interesting.

"Boy, the rules can't be changed. Either you obediently punch him now, or turn around and crawl away obediently, and go back where you came from," Duan Hei said arrogantly.

A person who is proud and confident, top ten in the power monument, this is what he can show off.

And what he dislikes the most is those who come in through connections, who obviously have no talent, but insist on getting into such a good place. A rat droppings ruined a pot of porridge, and he just wants to make a big mess of it.

Ning Tao, who he considered a wealthy family, had no talent, but came in through the back door.

Extremely hateful, heinous.

Elder Hong grimaced, and shouted: "Duan Hei, that's enough, stop messing around, he hasn't become a disciple of this sect yet, so this rule doesn't count."

"Boy, if you are a man, don't be cowardly, don't let me look down on you, or even if you escape this time, there will be a second time."

Duan Hei did not back down.

Man Gu couldn't stand it anymore, and walked out angrily. In terms of strength, he was the best.

"Taoism, Bull Fist!"

He punched the power tablet with all his strength, the air shook, and the power tablet dimly flashed double digits, and then there was no movement.

"Ha ha……"

Duan Hei and other disciples laughed out loud in the Shanmen Square, even a god of refinement had the guts to do it here.

Ridiculous, really ridiculous.

But Elder Hong's turbid eyes lit up. A mere cultivator, who can print this number on the strength tablet of the inner disciple, seems to be a little genius.

Man Gu blushed, knowing that he was ashamed, and immediately walked back dejectedly.

Ning Tao smiled and said comfortingly: "Don't be discouraged, when you are promoted to Lianxu, maybe you will be on the ranking list, I really believe in you."

"Tch, instead of talking about that kind of nonsense, why don't you come up and try it yourself, maybe it will be single digits," Duan Hei sarcastically mercilessly.

"Ha ha……"

"You...what are you laughing at, who are you looking down on? If my brother Ning makes a move, I will absolutely crush you all, so there is no place for you to make a move."

Mangu stared and roared.

When Elder Hong and Senior Brother Feng thought of the scene in Qingyun City Square, they couldn't help but look forward to it.

Ning Tao,

How many will be played?

(End of this chapter)