Old man Lu's yard is very messy, and there are not many places to put his feet, but this old man doesn't care, and he has the intention of letting it develop. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Ning Chen had no choice but to help the old man clean up the yard first, and if it went on like this, this yard would not be able to live in.

When he first came to this courtyard, he was carried by the old man, and it was very violent, but also very warm.

In Lu Lao's eyes, there is no difference between being disabled or not, and his disability may be slightly stronger than the waste in the mouth of some old men.

Lu Lao's shot just now was not serious, mainly because he had not recovered after being injured by the old eunuch before, coupled with the dark torture in the Netherworld, the injuries in his body had deteriorated again and again, and once he started to move, it was easy to cause old injuries.

Counting since he came to this world, the most he has been injured has been, and one after another, it seems that he has not been completely better.

Luckily, he's still alive!

Lu Lao stood in front of the door, looking at the wheelchair under the busy young man, his brows furrowed slightly, at the beginning, he was making a wheelchair for the first time, except for adding a few small mechanisms to it, it was nothing else.

Nowadays, it is really difficult to make wheelchairs more sensitive.

Wheelchairs aren't fast things after all.

Ning Chen was not in a hurry, waiting for Lu Lao to think, he had been cleaning up in the courtyard, he didn't know how many days it would take after he left, if he didn't clean up for this old man, he probably wouldn't even have a way in when he came back.

A person like Old Man Lu, if he is placed in his world, is estimated to be a Frankenstein.

"Come here"

After a long time, Lu Lao's brows furrowed even more, and he greeted and said.

Ning Chen put the last piece of wood on the garbage that was still in the corner, and then turned his wheelchair and walked over.

Lu Lao stepped forward and pressed his hand on the wheelchair, and the next moment, a huge force pressed down, only to hear a bang, and the wheelchair suddenly fell apart and scattered everywhere.

"Old man Lu, you"

Ning Chen was startled, and at this moment, he pulled out the ink sword and slammed it into the ground, barely falling into the mud.

"Good response"

Lu Lao said lightly, and then bent down to pick up the two wheels on the ground, and Shi Shiran went back to the house.

"Bang Dang"

The door closed, and an indifferent voice came from inside, "Wait outside, don't enter the house"

Only a fool was willing to go in, Ning Chen muttered, and then sat down on the spot, waiting boredly.

Suddenly, there was a feeling of tightness in his chest, and drops of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, Ning Chen held his chest with his left hand, and felt irritable in his heart, although he couldn't die from this injury, it was not a way to keep vomiting blood like this.

Closing his eyes to mobilize his true qi, the silver light ran along the meridians, and once again suppressed the injury.

In the sea of dantian qi, under the first page of golden paper, the silver cyclone grew stronger and stronger, slowly rotating like a galaxy, and next to it, a trace of dark yellow true qi gathered, vaguely forming an independent small cyclone, and another page of golden paper floated in the sky, constantly receiving the nourishment of the true yuan.

These days, the growth of his cultivation has been slowing down day by day, and he knows that he has reached a bottleneck period, and the martial arts five grades are the first level of the day after tomorrow, and many people are stuck here to advance an inch.

There are still very few geniuses like Lime, Son of God and Xia Miaoyu who have broken through all the way to the peak of the Nine Grades at a young age.

Under the pressure of the injury, Ning Chen continued to cultivate in place, Lu Lao would not come out for a while, before returning to the palace, he had to seize all the time to improve his strength.

He didn't know when Xiu Wei would be able to break through the five grades, and the expansion of the silver cyclone had gradually slowed down, and now the fastest way for him to improve his strength was to cultivate the second cyclone as soon as possible, which might come in handy when fighting.

In the past two days, the growth rate of the dark yellow cyclone has far exceeded that of the silver cyclone that has reached the limit, and it will be the best cultivation choice if it cannot break through the fifth grade.

The sun sets and the moon rises, the heavens and the earth are constantly changing, the door has not yet opened, and Ning Chen in the courtyard sits there motionless, letting the frost wet his clothes.

Under the moonlight, a huge dark yellow vortex formed in the courtyard, with Ning Chen as the center, frantically devouring the aura between heaven and earth.

There is no bottleneck between realms, and the dark yellow cyclone expands all the way, and in a short period of time, there is a faint tendency to compete with the silver cyclone.

However, such growth is still flawed after all, lacking the baptism of the realm, and the dark yellow cyclone seems to be inferior in both quality and quantity, and it is always difficult to achieve the vast and boundless sense of oppression like the silver cyclone.

At this moment, the door of the room opened, and Lu Lao walked out, his face was tired, but his old eyes were as bright as starlight.

Ning Chen opened his eyes, restrained his breath, and quietly looked at the old man in front of him.

"Boy, what is the martial arts for" Lu Lao asked.

"Fight," Ning Chen said honestly.

"Where's the sword in your hand?"

"Killing"

"If the person you want to kill, or if the person who wants to kill you has a hard time?"

"It's my"

Lu Lao smiled heartily and praised, "I just like your character, unabashedly shameless"

"Thank you for the compliment," Ning Chen accepted calmly.

"The wheelchair is ready, don't thank me"

"You're thinking too much"

Ning Chen looked at the new black wheelchair beside Old Man Lu, a dazzling gleam erupted in his eyes, and then his right hand slapped the ground, and his body flew up suddenly and landed on the wheelchair.

The next moment, the wheelchair turned a thousand times, drawing streamers in the courtyard, Ning Chen stopped suddenly, looked at Lu Lao in front of him, and said, "Old man Lu, you have made a move"

Lu Lao laughed and replied briskly, "You are looking for abuse by yourself."

"Bang"

Lu Lao's figure flashed, and his right palm broke through the air, even if he suppressed the Seven Successful Bodies, he was still unstoppable, and he was a powerful mess.

Ning Chen's body retreated quickly, avoiding the edge, and after seven steps, he stared at his left hand, bullied up, and pointed to the old man's right shoulder Tianzong Acupoint.

Lu Lao turned sideways and avoided the move, however, Ning Chen was faster, and pulled out the ink sword with a sonorous sound with his right hand, and he was not to blame for the sword, and forced himself half a step again.

"Insidious!"

Lu Lao exclaimed, and the aura around him didn't dare to suppress it anymore, and it exploded violently, and the terrifying coercion swept away, and Ning Chen was shocked out at once.

"Thorn la la"

The ink sword in Ning Chen's hand was inserted into the ground, and he drew two zhang away before stopping.

"Old man Lu, do you want to be ashamed"

Ning Chen asked with an angry look on his face.

"Hehe, miss, miss"

Lu Lao's face was rarely red, and it was indeed a little disgraceful to use cultivation as an oppression with a junior, but this kid's moves were indeed a little weird, although they were not extremely fast, but the angle and timing were really tricky.

He still remembered that when Ning Chen first came to the academy, his legs were crippled, and martial arts was just a rookie who had just acquired the second grade, except for his personality, he was useless.

It's only been a few months, and the original rookie has made such a big progress.

It seems that human potential is forced, and although talent and disability can become obstacles, they are not absolute factors.

"Lu Lao, I'm leaving, goodbye"

The goal was achieved, Ning Chen really didn't want to see Old Man Lu's angry face anymore, waved his hand, turned his wheelchair and left.

"No," Lu Lao said impatiently.

"Next time, I'll bring you some imperial wine from the palace"

In the night, Ning Chen's figure slowly faded away, and he was about to disappear in front of him.

Lu Lao's face changed, his tone changed, and he stretched out his hand and shouted loudly, "Boy, welcome to come again next time"

Ning Chen waved his hand without looking back, and gradually disappeared into the night.

Lu Lao sighed in amazement, and then turned around and went back to the house, not doing anything tonight, sleeping.

Ning Chen returned to the academy, and the little white horse had returned from his master, and when he saw each other, he suddenly felt a sense of closeness.

The little white horse put on his face, and was about to express his happiness, but was pushed away by Ning Chen, "Go aside, brother is going to sleep, you are free"

With a bang, Ning Chen closed the door, leaving the little white horse in the courtyard by himself, not understanding how it provoked this strange master.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next day, Ning Chen went out early in the morning, and he didn't even wake up the little white horse who was still asleep.

He was going to see the dean, and he had nothing else to do, just to say thank you.

The residence in the courtyard is not a secret, everyone in the world knows it.

Outside a small forest in the academy, an ordinary house was located calmly, and it was snowing so heavily outside, but this small room was dry and quiet, and no snow fell.

Ning Chen came to the outside of the hut and said respectfully, "Dean, Ning Chen asks to see"

With a squeak, there was a soft sound, and the door opened, and in front of him was an old man in coarse cloth clothes, with an ordinary appearance, no different from an ordinary old man on the street.

However, this is one of the five strongest people in the world, the dean of Tiancang Academy.

"Hmm"

The dean nodded, he was no stranger to the young man in front of him, when the queen of the dynasty did not ask for help in this life, but in the end she made an exception because of the young man in front of her.

"I'm here to thank you, and I'll leave by the way," Ning Chen said.

"Why are you leaving?" asked the dean calmly.

"Returning to the Palace"

"What?"

Ning Chen was silent and did not answer.

The dean frowned and asked aggressively, "You don't trust me"

Ning Chen was silent again, which could be regarded as an answer.

Saving grace and trust are two different things, there are very few people he can trust in this world, and there will be no change because the dean saved him.

"Let's go"

The dean waved his sleeves and turned to enter the house.

"Dean Xie"

Ning Chen bowed, and then turned to leave.

The meeting between the two was only a few breaths from beginning to end, the dean was very busy, and Ning Chen was also not an idler, so neither of them was willing to talk nonsense.

In the final analysis, the two are not very familiar.

One is entrusted by others, and the other is involuntarily, but there is no need to be familiar.

In this world, how can there be so many people who are very happy to see each other, respect the old and love the young.

The gap in strength is always the biggest barrier between people.

The dean is congenital, he is the day after tomorrow, the difference between one day and heaven and earth.

Ning Chen is not a mediocre person, so he will not do mediocre things.

The little white horse in the courtyard was still sleeping, Ning Chen waited in the courtyard until the little white horse woke up, he had something to say to the little white horse, he was ashamed, and he wanted to brew it a little.

After more than half an hour, the little white horse woke up leisurely and saw the evil master standing in front of him, his body was agitated, and he was completely sleepy with fright.

"I'm leaving"

Ning Chen pondered and watched for a long time, and decided to say it directly.

"Whew"

The little white horse got up and prepared to go along.

"I'm going to go alone"

Ning Chen stared at the little white horse and said calmly.

"Whew, snort" The little white horse's eyes showed a hint of panic, and a rapid sound came out of his throat, it didn't know what it had done wrong.

"It's not your fault, I broke my promise, but I'm still leaving"

Ning Chen forcibly suppressed the unbearability in his heart, and sighed softly, there are too many dangers here, whether he can come back or not, he can't let the little white horse follow the adventure.

"Woo......" The little white horse leaned down and pleaded sadly, tears of pleading faintly rolling in his big eyes.

"Huh"

With a silent sigh, Ning Chen left ruthlessly, refusing to look back again......