Chapter 817： Sixth Generation: Oil lamp

The oil lamp cannot be extinguished. This matter has almost spread throughout the entire Qingcang Mountain, but naturally no one takes this matter too seriously. Just an oil lamp, how can it be extinguished?

But now that this matter is mentioned again, those who are jealous of Song Ning naturally have some ideas.

They can't make trouble with Song Ning in person, but if they kill the 'indestructible oil lamp' behind their backs, wouldn't Song Ning also be thunderous?

Moreover, they have always felt very unfair. Why should Song Ning and Leng Yuexiao not need to participate in any competition or perform any tasks, as long as they practice in this Qingcang Mountain? And the resources they obtained from cultivation are the most.

"Later, you find a way to get Song Ning out, and I will get the oil lamp out," the fat disciple said.

The thin disciple smiled and nodded: "Let's see what happens even if the oil lamp goes out."

"It is estimated that Song Ning will certainly be violently thunderous, but he will not know who did the thing at that time. You only have to deny it. After all, you are just pulling him away, and he can't conclude that this matter is related to you." Fat disciple asked.

Thin disciples echoed again and again.

Soon, in the evening, the thin disciple came outside Song Ning's room: "Brother Song."

Boom Boom Boom.

The door knocked, and Song Ning turned away from the oil lamp: "Who is it?"

"It's me, thin man." Outside, the thin disciple said.

Song Ning waved his hand and opened the door with spiritual force: "I don't know what happened to me?"

The thin disciple saw Song Ning, his eyes swept over the oil lamp on the table, and then he smiled with extreme respect: "Brother Song, you are already a foundation monk. This kind of cultivation has created the miracle of Qingcang Mountain. Brother Song will certainly be able to fly in the sky, but can I show it to my brother? "

Song Ning frowned slightly and was a little puzzled, thinking about how to refuse, but suddenly heard the thin disciple continue to say: "In fact, I had a dream since childhood, that is, I can fly, but my qualifications are dull and I can't break through. He ca n’t fly, so ... "

"Follow me!" Song Ning looked away and hurried out of the room.

The thin disciple followed Song Ning, and after leaving a certain distance, Song Ning took the thin disciple into the sky and flew into the sky.

It's just that Song Ningfei was flying, and she always felt a little uneasy.

"Eh? Brother Song, what's wrong?" Song Ning suddenly landed, and the thin disciple asked in a hurry.

"I'm a little worried about the oil lamp, go back and look at it first." After that, Song Ning rose into the air and flew towards the room. At this moment, in the room, the fat disciple had already taken the oil lamp in his hand.

He looked carefully for a while and found that the oil lamp was not unusual. He looked at the oil lamp frowning and snorted coldly, trying to destroy the oil lamp.

But at this moment, there was an angry scream outside the door: "No!"

"Song ..." The fat disciple was taken aback. The matter was up to this point. He no longer knew what to do. He could only hold the oil lamp in his hands and threatened: "Song Ning, don't come over!"

"Put down the oil lamp." Song Ning narrowed her eyes.

Among the martial arts, Song Ning has never been so tit-for-tat against him, and he has never been angry, but today, he built a foundation for the outbreak.

"Dare you take another step forward, I will destroy this oil lamp!" The fat disciple was terrified.

Song Ning looked at his trembling hand: "If the oil lamp goes out, I want you to die!"

It was at this moment that Qing Chen said that he was the master of Song Ning. After so many years of teaching Song Ning, Song Ning was able to achieve today's achievements. He was very happy. The elders of the whole school thought Song Ning was a The material that can be made, the mind and nature are indisputable, and leisurely self-satisfaction, is the true essence of Xiu Xianxun seeking longevity, but now Qing Chen Daochang even heard Song Ning said to kill, his face immediately changed.

"Song Ning!" Qing Chen said with a long rage.

Song Ning shuddered and turned to look at Master. He was overjoyed: "Master, that disciple wants to turn off my oil lamp. Please ask Master to help me recapture the oil lamp."

However, at the moment Qing Chen said with a sullen face: "Song Ning, what did you say just now? If the oil lamp goes out, what would you do?"

There was a flash of murder in Song Ning's eyes. This hidden and deep kill fell on Qing Chen Dao's eyes, which made Qing Chen Dao's heart tight.

"Whoever puts out this oil lamp, I will kill." Song Ning's voice was low, and he looked at the fat disciple.

At that moment, the fat disciple had no doubt that Song Ning would actually kill someone. He already had the idea of ​​giving up. His body was soft, and he was about to return the oil lamp to Song Ning to beg for mercy. The oil lamp was actually held in the hands of the dust master.

Song Ning was overjoyed: "Thank you Master Zun for helping the disciples get the oil lamps back!"

Song Ning said that he stepped forward to get the oil lamp back, but at this time, the dust-clearing channel grew his teeth, and he threw it hard, smashing the oil lamp towards the ground.

Song Ning's pupils shrank sharply. He felt cold in the back, kicked his feet, and threw it at the oil lamp, but it was too late ...

Click ...

The oil lamp shattered, and Song Ning fell to the ground, looking at the wick in the oil lamp. Somehow, his heart hurt.

At this time Leng Yuexiao also walked out of the room, seeing such a movement, looking at the broken oil lamp on the ground, she also felt a heartbreaking feeling.

Song Ning was lying on the ground, his mouth half open, and it was as if he were killed.

Qingchen Dao said: "It ’s just an oil lamp, Song Ning, I teach you five years, five years, you broke from mortal to foundation, your talent is not comparable to ordinary monks, all elders are optimistic about you , But you just want to kill this disciple for an oil lamp? "

"I've really taught you nothing in the past five years. Now that the oil lamp is out, you can concentrate on your cultivation, hone your mind, roll back to the room, shut down for three months, and don't allow you to come out!" Qing Chen Dao pointed at the room and said angrily.

Song Ning walked out step by step, while Leng Yuexiao rushed to the place where the oil lamp broke, and collected the fragments of the oil lamp. She did not know how sad Song Ning was at the moment, but she knew that the importance of this oil lamp to Song Ning Even the fragments are extremely precious to Song Ning.

Even the fragments are extremely precious ...

So, why is Song Ning walking towards the dust-clearing path at this moment? !

Leng Yuexiao had just collected all the fragments of the oil lamp. The fat disciple was still in shock but happily smirked. The thin disciple looked at this scene from afar, hidden behind the tree, and now he was grinning.

Song Ning walked to the front of Qing Chen Dao, bent his knees, and knelt down directly.

He knocked three heads on the ground, and every time, it was very loud.

Master Chen Qing did n’t know what Song Ning ’s state of mind was at the moment. She just saw Song Ning kowtowing and could n’t bear it. She took a step forward and lifted Song Ning: “Well, just, it ’s just because I was wrong for the teacher. To kill the same door for a lamp, I really ... "

[The author's digression]: 5/5