The sunshine on the second day arrived as promised, appearing on the top of the mountain in the east.
"You guys go here and be careful all the way. Yang Qingyu, the old man, is full of energy and looks like a child. Although he tried to stop Yang Ning last night, he still failed. At this time, Yang Ning and the others were about to leave, and the old man still felt in his heart There was a hint of worry.
"Grandpa Qingyu, we will be careful." Yang Zhen looked at the old man in front of him. Knowing that the old man was worried, he also comforted him. After all, who could not be worried when he was away from home? After saying that, they said goodbye to Yang Qingyu and disappeared from Yang Qingyu. At the end of the village, only the old man was left standing alone. The old man looked into the distance.
"Wow, I haven't been out for a long time." Yang Zhen ran and jumped all the way, looking very happy.
"Okay, we still have a lot to do on this trip." Yang Ning was also a little envious of Yang Zhen's character, but it was a pity that he was destined not to live a life as carefree as Yang Zhen.
"You're right. But it's not easy to get the Spirit-Breaking Grass." Although Yang Zhen is not often active in the Qingsong Mountains. But I still have some understanding of the Broken Spirit Grass. Broken spirit grass grows on the shady side of Qingsong Mountains and does not like sunlight. If they want to go to the shady side of the Qingsong Mountains, they have to go around the entire Qingsong Mountains. In this case, their trip will undoubtedly increase by nearly ten times. Thinking of this ten-fold trip, Yang Zhen looked worried.
"How about we go through it?" Yang Pi walked along and rarely spoke. This was the first time he opened his mouth.
"Brother Pizi, are you crazy?" Yang Zhen looked at Yang Pi, but he didn't expect that Yang Pi, who had been silent all the way, would not stop talking without surprising, so he walked through? Yang really didn't dare to think about it. In the Qingsong Mountains, it is really difficult to cross.
"Brother Pizi is right." Yang Ning nodded.
"It's over, two lunatics." Yang Zhen felt that he had really boarded a pirate ship this time. The hearts of these two people are so huge that they really want to pass through the Qingsong Mountains. But seeing the serious looks in Yang Pi and Yang Zhen's eyes, Yang Zhen complained incessantly.
"Okay, I know it's a bit impractical to go through, but we can slowly go around from the foothills. This can also save a lot of time." Yang Ning understood that the Qingsong Mountains were too huge, and if They wanted to take a detour, but it was too far, but if they went directly through the Qingsong Mountains, it would be too dangerous, so Yang Ning thought of a compromise. In this way, the distance will not be too far, and the risk can be reduced to a certain extent.
"Okay." Yang Zhen compromised. Although he has become much stronger in the past few years, for the Qingsong Mountains, let alone Yang Zhen, even if he is a hundred times more powerful than Yang Zhen, I am afraid he will never underestimate him.
"Okay." Yang Ning looked at the faintly visible Qingsong Mountains in the distance, feeling very excited. From today on, I, Yang Ning, have begun to embark on the road of revenge. Tiandao Sect, are you ready? Yang Ning followed the footsteps of the two of them, and the three of them quickly headed towards the Qingsong Mountains.
After two days of rest, although Yang Ning has not fully recovered, his whole body's strength has recovered to some extent. Yang Ning couldn't wait any longer. It had been seven years since he was reborn. Although he had made great achievements in the past seven years, he still had not broken through the Mountain Viewing Realm and became a cultivator. This made Yang Ning worried about how he could not be anxious. However, compared to the previous life, Yang Ning has done much better than the previous life. Before he became a cultivator, he had already completely mastered the realm of the mountains beyond the mountains, and even used the realm of the mountains beyond the mountains to expand his meridians ten times. Once Yang Ning breaks through the Mountain Viewing Realm, his strength will make a qualitative leap. Thinking of this, Yang Ning couldn't help but smile. Tiandao Sect, when I come again, I will make you tremble.
The Qingsong Mountains lie across the western border, like an eternal monument that never changes. No one knows how many bones are gathered inside, but the various opportunities in the Qingsong Mountains still make countless practitioners crazy. Maybe the next moment, there will be oneself among the bones, but this cannot stop the practitioner's curiosity and pursuit of his own progress.
After two years of rest, the three of them came to the foot of the Qingsong Mountains again.
"Yang Ning, let's rest here for a while." During this trip, the three of them were not very anxious. Finally, at dusk, the three of them appeared at the foot of the Qingsong Mountains.
"Okay, let's rest here tonight and go up the mountain tomorrow morning." This is the last place where people can be seen, and it is also the last inn before entering the mountain. Among the three, Yang Ning has not fully recovered. Besides, after a day of traveling, the three of them were a little tired.
"Are you three going to the mountains?" The younger brother came to the table where the three of them had just sat and asked with a smile on his face.
"Yes, let's try our luck in the mountains." Yang Zhen replied casually, "Second brother, please bring six pounds of meat and a bottle of wine. Ever since Yang Zhen came into contact with wine, he has fallen deeply in love with it.
"Okay, sir, you'll be waiting later." The younger brother was wearing a commoner, with a white belt around his waist that seemed to have been graying since it hadn't been washed for many years. He put a rag on his shoulder and walked toward the back hall.
"Have you heard? There seems to be a high-level cultivator in the Qingsong Mountains." There were people coming and going in the inn, the passenger flow was very high, and the tables on the side were also full of people.
"I heard that true-level martial arts appeared in the Qingsong Mountains. I wonder if it's true?" Another person said while pouting meat in his mouth and taking a sip of wine with enjoyment.
"What? True level martial arts? No way." The man couldn't believe his ears.
"That's right." Another person spoke.
"I just heard." The man pursed his lips, as if he didn't know whether what he said was true or false.
"However, during this period of time, many high-level practitioners have appeared in the Qingsong Mountains." Another person seemed not to believe that there would be true martial arts.
"But there must be good things, otherwise how would those high-level cultivators come to the Qingsong Mountains." The man licking the meat seemed to enjoy it, eating the meat as if he was very hungry.
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"It seems that the Qingsong Mountains are not peaceful during this period." Yang Zhen glanced around and found that there were a lot more people here, and judging from the momentum, there were many who were not weak in cultivation.
"Okay, let's proceed with caution." Yang Ning also gradually learned some news from these people.
"Second brother, what happened in the Qingsong Mountains during this time?" Yang Ning asked curiously when he saw the second brother coming to his table with meat and wine.
"I heard from people who came down from the mountain that there were many flying cultivators in the sky above the Qingsong Mountains the night before yesterday."
"What? A cultivator who can fly?" Yang Zhen couldn't help but be surprised. He didn't expect that there would be cultivators of the mountain-building realm in the Qingsong Mountains.
"What happened next?" Yang Ning then asked.
"I don't know the specifics. It is said that true martial arts appeared." The second brother didn't seem to know what happened specifically. He put down the meat and wine ordered by the three of them, left quickly, and continued busy with his own affairs. went.
"Yang Ning, it seems that the Qingsong Mountains are really not peaceful during this period." Yang Zhen lowered his voice, "Looking at this situation, it seems that true martial arts have really appeared in the Qingsong Mountains."
"It's okay, let's try not to provoke it." Yang Ning said lightly. After saying that, he picked up the meat that the second brother had just served on the table and started to eat it.
Without saying a word, Yang Pi picked up the meat and started chewing it without hesitation.
Bang.
Suddenly there was a loud noise from the sky. Like thunder, it echoed across the sky.
"What's going on?" Everyone in the inn asked. They all left the lobby of the inn and came outside.
I saw a meteor-like fire falling from the sky, gradually going away, and landed in the Qingsong Mountains.
"Could it be that a treasure really appeared?" Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned. But after watching for a long time, there was no sound in the distant sky, and everyone began to talk.
"It seems that the Qingsong Mountains are really not peaceful during this period."
"No, I want to leave this place of right and wrong quickly."
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Yang Ning and the other three returned to the table again.
"How about we get out of the way?" Yang Zhen was already starting to back off. As for the treasure he heard outside just now, Yang Zhen didn't care that the one who just fell from the sky was a human being, so how could it be a treasure.
"There's no need. People like them are aloof and won't get into trouble with us." Yang Ning was once a strong man, and he didn't care about the lowest level cultivators like them.
"Okay, let's eat quickly." Yang Pi was very calm, as if he didn't see what happened just now. There was no change visible on the cold face.
"Huh?" A man passed by and made an incredulous voice. What did you see? He looked at Yang Pi as if he couldn't believe his eyes.
"Uncle, what's wrong?" Yang Zhen looked at the middle-aged man standing next to him. This man was wearing a white green shirt. He quietly exuded a fierce aura. His face was a little pale, and his eyebrows were like crescent moons, slightly raised. Qiao, carrying a long knife behind his back, looked at Yang Pi quietly.
"Uncle?" Yang Zhen called softly. Regarding the aura exuded by this person, Yang Zhen did not dare to act rashly, and exclaimed in his heart, master.
"At the age of eighteen, understanding sword energy is still unstable, but it is already valuable." The middle-aged man said lightly. His eyes were like lightning, and Yang Pi seemed to have studied everything thoroughly as he said.
"Senior, you?" Yang Ning also noticed the middle-aged man's eyes, and when he heard the middle-aged man talking about Yang Pi, his heart tightened.
Yang Pi also didn't expect that there would be someone who could tell not only his age, but also his understanding of sword energy just by looking at him, and his heart tightened, master.
"Young man, are you willing to accept me as your teacher?" The middle-aged man ignored Yang Ning and Yang Zhen and looked at Yang Pi, as if he only had Yang Pi in his eyes. He seemed to have forgotten his pale face.
"Senior." Yang Ning did not expect that this middle-aged man would actually fall in love with Yang Pi.
"Shut up." The middle-aged man glanced at Yang Ning impatiently, then moved his gaze to Yang Pi, "Young man, are you willing to accept me as your teacher?" It seemed that he must accept Yang Pi as his disciple. .
"Senior, who are you?" Yang Pi finally spoke. Yang Pi was full of curiosity about this person who suddenly appeared and discovered that he had understood the sword energy. At first, he thought what the purpose of this person was, but when he heard that this person actually wanted to accept him as his disciple, he asked.
"Oh, I forgot to introduce you." The middle-aged man seemed to notice his abruptness, "My name is Mo Xiaoran." The middle-aged man said his name and asked: "Young man, what is your name?"
"Yang Pi." Yang Pi's cold face showed no change, and he didn't seem to care at all about the person in front of him accepting him as his disciple.
"Yang Pi." Mo Xiaoran said Yang Pi's name repeatedly, "Yang Pi, are you willing to become my disciple?" The middle-aged man said, exuding a faint sword aura.
