Before dawn, Mu Liangjin got up, and when he saw Yuan Ming sitting at the entrance of the bed, he was angry and kicked it. Yuan Ming rolled over and landed lightly on the ground.

"Morning, old man. Yuan Ming waved his hand.

Mu Liangjin ignored him, went to the courtyard, and began to practice that unique set of combat skills, Yuan Ming stood aside and followed suit.

After breakfast, Yuan Ming went to the thatched hut where Yun Yao was, but unfortunately, Yun Yao was no longer here, and there was only one big man in the thatched hut where he was chopping firewood.

"Hello, I want to ask, where did the woman in yellow go here?" asked Yuan Ming aloud.

"I don't know. The man said without raising his head.

Yuan Ming didn't want to ask much, turned around and left.

If he wanted to cultivate, he naturally couldn't live with Old Man Mu, which would be too inconvenient, but he didn't want to move elsewhere.

The Red Loft is a good choice, but unfortunately I don't have the courage to go now.

After thinking about it, Yuan decided to settle down next to the old man's thatched hut.

Time flies, the year has been the same day, an old and a young will stand in the courtyard every sunrise and sunset to practice combat skills together, cold and summer, never broken.

The rest of the time, they all practiced in the hut, and the cyclone behind them had condensed into a sea of qi, and above the sea of qi there were flashes of thunder in addition to dead air, surrounded by thin layers of water, and there were fires, which were terrifying, and they couldn't see that they were wrapped in it, and it was obscure or something.

In this year, news came from various places that a certain inner disciple had killed a demon who thought he was in the Shangyuan realm, and a certain inner disciple had found the best elixir and directly broke through the bottleneck.

The town of Yunshan is an extremely special existence, among which there are terrifying demons, and there are also hidden top existences.

Only the two people of Liu Xiaoyunfeng were silent and had no life, if it wasn't for the confirmation that they were still alive, the people of Yunshan were afraid that they would have to set up a well-dressed mound for them to pay tribute.

At the end of the year, Song Yuanming, who had disappeared for a long time, suddenly returned, unkempt, ragged, and the whole person looked much more silent than before.

When he saw Yuan Ming, he didn't say a word, and went around directly.

Yuan Ming didn't know what to say, after all, his current appearance was mostly inseparable from himself.

There are two new kinds of flowers in the village, bright red in color and loose stamens, but full of beauty, and the other is crystal clear, as if carved from crystal.

The villagers are very curious, and even put them at home after picking, but they will definitely wither within three or two days, so they simply let them grow on their own, and when they want to see it, they will go over to see it a few times, and they will have a good time.

Around Yunshan, in addition to villages and towns, there are also some small sects, although they are not as behemoth-like as Yunshan, but snakes have snake roads, and rats have rat paths. Small sects also have their own channels for survival and reproduction.

There is a Black Boxing Sect near Dicang Village, and the sect leader Ning Laohei is also a master of boxing, and his own strength has also reached the level of Lingjun.

It's just that with the erosion of the years, there is less and less time left for Ning Laohei, and to this day, he still has not been able to break through the monarch level, and he is about to come to the end of his life, which is very regrettable.

At night, a black shadow quietly touched the black fist door, standing quietly in front of Ning Laohei, looking at this gray-haired old man.

"If you're here, please show up, what's the point of hiding?" Ning Laohei raised his eyelids and looked in the direction where Yuan Ming was.

"Lord Ningmen is really powerful, a person who has already been half-cut into the earth, can still detect my location, it's really amazing. Yuan Ming clapped his hands and walked out of the darkness.

"Say, junior, did Chen Tuo ask you to come and see if I was dead?" said Ning Lao Heipi with a smile.

"You misunderstood, I don't know Chen Tuo well. Yuan Ming said.

"Oh, then what are you here for?" Ning Laohei raised his head and asked.

"Send you a post. Yuan Ming respectfully handed over a post, with three big words clearly written on it: Worship the post.

"Worship the post?" Ning Laohei flipped through the post.

At first, he was a little careless, thinking that a small hill had invited him to be a guest, but the more he looked back, the more frightened he became, and finally he had completely straightened up, and the brilliance in his eyes was embarrassing.

"Is what is written on it serious?" Ning Laohei Huo Ran turned his head to look at Yuan Ming.

"Nature is true. Yuan Ming said with a smile.

"Contract. Ning Laohei stretched out his hand, and with such a fast shot, he brought out a strong wind.

Yuan Ming took out a contract from his arms and handed it to Ning Laohei. Ning Laohei didn't look at it, and signed it directly with blood.

"Dare to ask how many people are in this Xuanming Coffin now?"

"With the Lord of the Ning Sect, there are four people in total. Yuan Ming slightly, Xiao Yi belongs to the Yin Ghost and is not in the staffing list, plus Xingwein, there are only four people in total now, which is very pitiful.

Ning Laohei was a little speechless for a while, and his face seemed to be a little darker.

"Master Ningmen, don't be too upset, after all, you are the first. Yuan Ming said with a smile.

Ning Lao's black eyes lit up again, the first one is too profound, if this Xuanming coffin succeeds, then he is the patriarch, if it fails, he is not the only one who suffers.

"Then will Chen Tuo be among the worshippers?" Ning Laohei turned his head to look at Yuan Ming. He looked excited.

"Nature is there. ”

Yuan Ming didn't expect that Ning Laohei's thinking was so strange, the first thing that came to mind was that he felt that he was being cheated, and he actually asked Chen Tuo first, what was the deep hatred between the two of them.

"That's good, when are you going, do you want me to help?" Ning Laohei then asked.

"No need, the kid can solve it himself. Yuan Ming couldn't laugh or cry.

"That's it, then you go early, I know that there is a secret passage that can quickly lead to the place where Chen Tuo sleeps, and I will draw it for you." ”

Ning Laohei turned over and got out of the chair, took out a brush, and quickly drew on the rice paper, "Okay." Ning Laohei proudly picked up the drawings on the table and stuffed them to Yuan Ming.

Yuan Ming took the drawing paper and spread it out, looking at the wonderful paintings on it, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, this is really vivid.

"Well, I'm not drawing very vividly. Ning Laohei said heartily.

"Not bad, not bad. Yuan Ming said forbearingly.

"Hey, that's not right here, I'll change it. Ning Laohei snatched the drawing in Yuan Ming's hand and continued to draw on the table.

Yuan Ming was no longer hopeful, so he went over directly and came faster, but as a result, the whole drawing became a lot clearer.

Yuan Ming looked at the drawings in surprise, and he really had a bit of charm.

"Gee, how did it get like this, but I can see it. Ning Laohei was a little disgusted.

Big brother, I'm afraid there are some problems with your aesthetics, Yuan Ming said with a complaint in his heart.