Chapter 153: Transformed into the cannon fodder of the protagonist 3

Rong Jin returned to Ning Shefeng’s yard with his sword, panting and said: “Master, I’m back.”

Ning Shefeng said “hmm” and warned : "You need to carry the sword with you, don't forget it."

Rong Jin nodded like a fool: "Okay Master, disciple, remember!"

Rong Jin's self-identification was used confusingly, sometimes it was "I", sometimes it was "disciple" , Ning Xiefeng didn’t remind him, and 0517 didn’t say much.

After practicing the sword for an hour, Rong Jin rested for half an hour, and then practiced for another hour at Ning Shefeng's urging.

Most of the monks have abstained from grains, and the time saved at noon is also used for cultivation.

Rong Jin has been practicing swordplay for a hard day and is almost exhausted.

"Master, I can't do it anymore..."

Rong Jin lay down on the lawn, speaking with difficulty.

"Go back and rest." After Ning Shefeng finished speaking, he walked quickly to his side without hearing Rong Jin's answer.

After seeing that Rong Jin was just asleep, his frown relaxed.

Ning Xifeng bent down and picked up Rong Jin, and came to his small yard

. Xiao Huairang was sitting in the yard. When he saw Ning Xifeng coming back with Rong Jin in his arms, his eyes dimmed, and then he stepped forward with a smile and said, "Trouble. Master, let me take my junior brother back."

Ning Shefeng didn't look at him, but carried Rong Jin straight to the bedroom and gently put him on the bed.

Coming out of the bedroom, Ning Shefeng said coldly: "Go and practice swordplay."

"Disciple, I obey."

Rong Jin slept until late at night, and when he woke up, he saw a person standing at the door.

He almost thought he had traveled back to the previous world.

Fu Wenqing in the previous world also stood at the door late at night, scaring him half to death.

"Junior brother, are you awake?"

Hearing Xiao Huairang's voice, Rong Jin breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Brother, what are you doing standing at my door in the middle of the night? It's scary."

Xiao Huairang's unforgettable face His face looked much clearer under the moonlight.

He said with a smile on his face: "What, did you scare my junior brother? Junior brother is so timid."

Rong Jin didn't want to admit that he was timid, so he huddled under the quilt and said nothing.

Xiao Huairang pulled him out from under the quilt, pinched his face and said, "Junior brother, are you angry? Don't be angry. Senior brother will show you an interesting gadget."

Rong Jin was aroused by him and asked, Looking at him with bright eyes, he asked, "What is that?"

Xiao Huairang took out a silver ring and said, "Junior brother, what do you think this is?"

"A ring."

Xiao Huairang put the ring on his face Jin waved it in front of his eyes and said, "It's a space ring."

Rong Jin had only heard this word in novels. He opened his eyes and said, "Is it a space ring that can hold things?"

"Yes." Xiao Huairang took out his waistband. The dagger was on him, but in the blink of an eye, the dagger disappeared.

Xiao Huai raised his eyebrows, and the dagger appeared in his hand again.

Rong Jin said in shock, "It looks so powerful."

"Of course." Xiao Huairang held Rong Jin's thin white hand and slowly put the ring on his ring finger.

"I gave it to my junior brother as an apology."

Rong Jin took off the ring and stuffed it back into his palm. He shook his head and said, "No, it's too expensive. I can't take it." "

It's not expensive," Xiao Huairang looked at the ring on his palm. Ring, he made it up without blushing and without a beating heart: "This kind of ring is very common, little junior brother, don't worry, keep it."

Rong Jin believed it and said, "Oh, thank you, senior brother."

Xiao Huairang stared at him for a few seconds, He took out a black rope from somewhere and threaded the ring through it, then put it on his neck personally: "Junior brother, don't expose your wealth. Although space rings are common things, it is inevitable that some people have evil intentions."

Rong Jin deeply thought that He said calmly: "Yes, senior brother, you are so attentive."

After giving the ring, Xiao Huairang said: "Junior brother, go to sleep, senior brother has gone back."

Rong Jin had a changed view of him at this moment, so he bent his eyes and said: " Senior brother, go to bed early, good night."

Xiao Huairang said softly: "Good night, junior brother."

- "Tsk, that's so generous. You can give it to me if you want to give it to me."

"So what, he deserves it."

——"Ha."

No one can understand the inner demon's mood at this time.

The space ring is out of the way when hung around the neck, and almost no one will notice it at ordinary times.

Rong Jin got used to it after wearing it for a few days.

Ning Shefeng watched him practice the sword for several days, and he felt like he had a breakthrough.

Another day, Rong Jin practiced sword practice for four hours under Ning Xiefeng's eyes as usual. Before leaving, Ning Xiefeng gave him something.

"This is a calming pill. It will help you meditate and calm your soul."

Rong Jin held the medicine bottle and said, "Thank you, Master."

Rong Jin took this pill out of curiosity before going to bed.

0517: […] He didn’t even have time to say anything.

That night, Rong Jin fell asleep and suddenly felt a stuffy feeling in his heart.

He endured it for a while, but couldn't bear it anymore. He sat up and muttered: "Qiqi, am I sick?"

0517 said seriously: "No, you are about to break through. " ]

Rong Jin slapped his hand on his chest, "Ah? What should I do?"

[Close your eyes and concentrate. 】

Under the guidance of 0517, Rong Jin successfully broke through half an hour later and reached the peak of the foundation building period.

After the breakthrough, Rong Jin fell asleep again.

The breakthrough at night seemed like a dream. Rong Jin said in a daze: "Qiqi, am I really at the peak of the foundation building stage now?"

0157: [Really. 】

Rong Jin smiled stupidly: "It seems that all the sword training during this period was not in vain."

Then he has practiced Sky Sword for so many times, and now he has made a breakthrough, so he should be able to take a day off, right?

Rong Jin organized his words and walked to Ning Shefeng's yard, opened his mouth and was about to speak.

Ning Xiefeng said: "A breakthrough?"

Rong Jin didn't understand how he could tell, so he replied: "Yes, thank you Master

for the calming pill." Ning Xiefeng said calmly: "It has nothing to do with the calming pill. It's because you are talented."

Rong Jin was praised by him so much that the corners of his mouth turned up crazily.

Then, Ning Shefeng said: "Since I have made a breakthrough, I will practice sword practice for five hours today to consolidate it."

The smile on Rong Jin's face disappeared.

how long? Five hours? Ten hours? !

"Master..." Rong Jin took a deep breath and didn't know where he got the courage to say, "Master, I want to take a rest today. I'm so tired."

"Then I'll practice sword practice for two hours today, and I'll teach you a skill by the way. New swordsmanship."

Ning Shefeng broke off a branch and placed it in Rong Jin's right palm.

He stood behind Rong Jin, held his young disciple's right hand, "Listen, I will check with you tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Rong Jin cheered up and said, "Okay, Master!"

What's the use of the branch in Rong Jin's hand? No, but with Ning Shefeng's help, every swing seemed to be filled with strong killing intent.

Rong Jinxue was so excited that he felt that two hours passed very quickly.

"Do you remember?"

Rong Jin rubbed his sore shoulders and said, "Master, I remember!"

"Well, go and rest." Ning Xifeng threw away the branch and said.

Rong Jin picked up the branch he threw on the ground, held it in his arms and said, "Okay, goodbye, Master."

Ning Xifeng's hands curled up unconsciously, and he asked with a heavy gaze: "What are you doing with a branch? Rong Jin

replied obediently: "I like it."

The sword is too heavy and you have to worry about hurting yourself, so Rong Jin prefers to practice with branches.

Ning Xifeng lowered his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.