The Gate Of Good Fortune

Ningcheng felt a slight shock. It must have been the ship that started. Ningcheng was delighted. If the boat moves, it means no one's here.

Looking at the large cabin, which is still noisy, Ningcheng continues to heal the wounds with its eyes closed. With the help of Xingyu Hengdan, his wounds have been good for three days. It is that the stars and the gods have also recovered a small part, and Ningcheng is sure to fully recover itself in just another half month.

The monks in the hall basically have their own fixed grounds, and the old man sitting next to Ningcheng still holds a pot of wine. Some of the monks who appeared to have arrived at the star bridge set up tents in their cabins, with prohibited protections outside the tents.

There were also some monks, several of whom gathered to form a team. Like Ningcheng, he looked like an old man without even a star wheel, and nobody came to his team.

Manager Lu sent several more people in after bringing Ningcheng in. After the boat started, he never came in again.

This is the eighth day of the operation of the empty spacecraft, and Ningcheng's wounds are fully healed, even his senses and stars are about to be fully restored.

Ningcheng is already ready, as long as his repairs are restored, he will go to Manager Lou. Either way, he's going to get a place to practice. Otherwise, the merchant ship would be flying in the void for years, and he would be riding like a fool for years.

“Buzz…” a powerful killing machine caused Ningcheng's subconscious body to slip away and then a humongous flash flashed over the cabin wall behind Ningcheng.

Two Jupiter Brothers are fighting hard at the moment, and all the brothers around the boat hall are watching, none of them coming forward.

“Pfft...” Blood blew in one of the brothers' eyebrows, the brothers had not fallen, and the other brothers who fought him sacrificed a flame and burned the brothers into flying ash.

Ningcheng's heart is amazing. How can this be a casual fight? Wasn't he holding his head in his hand after a dozen days of treatment?

“Senior, can we fight here?” Ningcheng carefully asked the old man with the bottle next to him, who a few days ago gave him a seat.

The old man whispered, “Sure, but you can't make too much noise. Once you make too much noise, the manager will come and kill all the fighting monks. You're not too young. Don't call me Senpai. My last name is Ji. ”

Ningcheng nodded, knowing that he was the youngest here, only because time had taken away countless lives. His galaxy and sense of God were basically healing, and he wanted to thank the old man.

“The old star ant, how dare you let him go, you want to die?” The Junior Brother who killed his opponent actually came to Ningcheng, and his body was overflowing with killing machines, and the tone of his voice was killing Ison.

Ningcheng sat still. If the old man hadn't told him that the fight couldn't be too loud, he didn't know what the Monk Ju was looking for. Now he understands, of course, because he just gave way to that humor, which hit the cabin wall and made some noise. If these sounds bring in the stewardship of the ship, there is no doubt that this Monk Jupiter will die.

As a level 3 star array master, Ningcheng knows that the defensive array of this cabin is incredibly solid. The Monk Jupiter just bombarded the cabin wall, and it wasn't really anything.

It's just that this guy is really unreasonable. He refused to let it, and the light just blew his eyebrows away. Are you waiting to die?

Even though the Monk Jupiter did not make half the point, Ningcheng did not answer because he was reluctant to do more, and he seemed to have several companions when he saw the Monk Jupiter.

“Take out the ring and let this old man die.” Brother Juxing sees Ningcheng unanswered, kills more, and his tone gets more and more disheartening.

“You said you wanted my ring?” Ningcheng stood up slowly.

“Now that you're not deaf, take it out.” Brother Juxing lifted his hand and grabbed it at Ningcheng's collar. Obviously, the little Brother Xingxing of Ningcheng was nothing to him.

Ningcheng raised his hand and the Dewley gun sacrificed, drawing an invisible gun trajectory, and said, "There you go. ”

Powerful domain restraint suppressed, the Reaching Master Juxing immediately felt something wrong, without waiting for him to do it, the Ryukyu gun had blown into his eyebrows, not even breathing back and forth.

“Boom...” Ningcheng's Ryu Lei Gun just broke the eyebrow of the Ju Xing Brother, and a flame burst open, turning the Ju Xing Brother into flying ash.

Hidden cultivation? At this time, the monks in the entire cabin looked at Ningcheng in silence, and even the fool guessed that Ningcheng was hiding the cultivation. Otherwise, a monk without a star wheel would never have shot a Monk Jupiter, and even a sneak attack would have been impossible.

Ningcheng raised his hand to put away the storage ring, which slowly sat down again.

The lobby was quiet and there was no previous noise at this moment. A few monks who had stretched their legs to not allow Ningcheng to sit down were all the more heartbeat. I had no idea this seemingly obnoxious old man was so terrible.

Even some friars of the Star Bridge don't dare stand up and talk. Ningcheng can hide the cultivation as, one shot to kill a Ju Xing Brother, maybe also a Star Bridge Realm Brother. Brother Ju Xing, who was killed by Ningcheng, also formed a team with several people, but at this time, no one stood up and spoke.

“What was going on in there? Who's fighting in here?” Manager Lou walked in and asked harshly.

The boat hall was quiet and no one came forward to complain.

Manager Lou apparently did not intend to go into it either, and after a few cold sweeps of his eyes he turned around and left again.

Seeing that Manager Lou was leaving, Ningcheng quickly stood up and stepped out of the cabin.

After Ningcheng followed Ru's management, the loud arguments in the lobby grew again. Almost everyone is talking about Ningcheng, the shooting was invisible, and even some of the monks who were watching could feel a lot of gunfire.

A skinny monk walked to the old man who had given way to Ningcheng before, and he took out a pot of wine and handed it to the old man with respect, which asked, "Senior, the senior who went out with Manager Lou just now, do you know where he came from? ”

The old man hummed, quite simply saying, “I don't know.” Never mind this skinny monk again.

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“Manager Lou...” Ningcheng shouted as he chased out of the cabin.

Lou stopped to stare at Ningcheng coldly and said without waiting for Ningcheng to say, "I told you, there's a small mess I'll call you over, if you dare be so rude again, don't blame me me for throwing you out of the empty spaceship. ”

Ningcheng insinuated that this guy was ruthless. He walked over with a smile on his face and took out a green card and handed it to the goat in front of him. He had to say, "Managing Lou, I should have taken some more. Too bad I only have so many...”

Five hundred million green coins, the light flashed in the eyes of manager Lu. 500 million green coins is not a small number, don't look at the number of monks in this boathouse, in fact, he gets very little star coins. Most of them were peeled off by the top plate, he was just a runner.

Manager Lu shouted, his hands slipped, the green coin card that Ningcheng took out disappeared, "You come with me. ”

After half a column of incense, Manager Lou took Ningcheng to a place where the nose was perfumed. Then he took out the key and opened a small door and said to Ningcheng, “This is where the wine is made. You can stay in this mess room for a while. Remember, if nothing happens, don't come out and shake it, or I'll leave you alone. And don't go into the cellar or nobody will save your life. ”

“Thanks for managing Lou, I would never come out of the cellar, let alone into the cellar.” Ningcheng hurried to hug and thank you.

He urgently needed to improve his cultivation, and living in one place was amazing, and he was not in the mood to run around. Now the most important thing for him is to improve as well as to fix as. This small club is only four or five square sizes long enough for Ningcheng.

Lou Management's meeting with Ningcheng was quite interesting, so he nodded and quickly left.

Ningcheng began to arrange the formation method after entering the small clutter room, where he was to practice with Yongwangdan, not without arranging the formation method.

Jingling Front Ningcheng is not daring to arrange, except for defensive array method, most of the number is hidden array method, including isolated god array method, hidden spirit array method and so on.

It takes about a decade to enter the Jomtien sky from Manlon, through several void interfaces, whether it's a star-class merchant ship or a warship. This is what Ningcheng heard from Shen Qin Yuan, who came from the Jomtien Star Sky and would never lie to him.

For Ningcheng, time is everything. He now has the training resources, and he's free. If he doesn't shut down the training, he's an idiot. So after Ningcheng arranged all sorts of formations, the first thing was not to sort out the storage rings you got, but to throw out a pile of Yongdan and start practicing.

Ningcheng got a lot of Yongwang Dan many years ago, but he himself practiced Yongwang Dan for the first time.

Yongwang Dan's is wearing a soft white color, Ningcheng had only previously known that this Dan medicine is best suited for ordinary monks practice, and he did not know how well it worked.

This is when he learned why Yongwangdan is so precious after practicing with Yongwangdan himself. Yongwangdan's starry energy is pure, with very little impurities, and easy to absorb. That's more than a few times better than the star energy and star crystals gathered by the Gathering Spirit Array.

This practice is no worse than the futon he got at the bottom of that well.

The veins of Ningcheng were like a bottomless hole, and he absorbed the piles of Yongdan, and his mending was slowly rising.

(That's all for today's update, good night, friends!

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