Even if you cover up the cultivation, seven or eight hundred catties of things, here in Jiang Ning, it is really nothing.

The bald mountaineer at the foot of the mountain before was naturally him.

What Su Cheng said was true, he sent it to Tong Zhi, it was indeed a long time, and even for a period of time, in order to exercise Jiang Ning's physique, Tong Zhi also specially ordered Jiang Ning to run to the bottom of the mountain and carry King Kong Bian back by himself. He and this Su Cheng actually knew each other many years ago.

The mountain picker was neither early nor late, and when he was about to return to Qingxuan, he picked up half of the blood ginseng, which was naturally Jiang Ning's handiwork.

At this time, his appearance and temperament have changed greatly, and under the shroud of the white mist cast by the face scroll, even the master of the divine elephant can hardly detect his true face.

This is the assurance of the man's face.

Jiang Ning felt that he had no reason not to believe it.

Moreover, no matter who stares at him, he is still an eyeliner after all, the continent is so big, there are so many places where he may appear, and he can't even have an eyeliner that is a string Venerable, so before seeing Tong Zhi and Mu Yu, Jiang Ning didn't feel that his share would be exposed.

At this time, he had to sigh again, Nangong Que, a woman, was really hand-eyed.

Early this morning, Han Shisha left the Su family's hut and returned to Qingxuan first.

Although a few years have passed, Qing Xuan's wanted Jiang Ning has never stopped.

At such a sensitive time, as a core disciple of Qingxuan, and a very prestigious female disciple, Han Shisha, who had something to do with him, naturally did not go back with Jiang Ning on the surface.

After all, although the mysterious mask gave Jiang Ning a new face, and even his unique temperament was transformed ordinary, but this kind of thing can deceive others, whether it can deceive those who stare at Jiang Ning secretly is not very easy to say, if Jiang Ning appears alone, it is good, but if there is a fresh face walking with her Han Shisha, thinking about what happened some time ago, others just didn't doubt it, and at this moment, they should also wonder if this Jiang Ning who looked at the ordinary middle-aged bald head changed his appearance.

Along the way up the mountain, Jiang Ning only maintained the speed at which the blood coagulation body should be able to cultivate seven or eight hundred catties of live things, and he acted completely, he didn't want Nangong Que to make a foolproof arrangement, but when he got here, he revealed anything else, even the details of breathing rhythm and sweat, Jiang Ning was also thorough, and did not reveal a little flaw.

Before, at the foot of the mountain, it was the same reason to ask for eight taels of silver with Su Cheng, otherwise, according to his terrifying ability to collect Yuan Liquid now, how could he care about a few taels of silver?

Carrying the burden all the way up the mountain, I saw many familiar faces.

The outer disciples are different from the inner door, if you want resources, you need to keep doing things, so in this Qingxuan, the most people who go up and down the mountain, I don't know those deacons in the door, but these outer disciples who are constantly running around in order to survive.

As for those registered disciples and miscellaneous disciples, if they say that they are disciples, they are actually considered subordinates or slaves, and what they do is serve tea

Pouring water and waiting for people's strength work, but there is not much need to go down the mountain.

Among them, many people he knew, when he first arrived at the outer gate, these people were mixed in the outer gate, when he was in the inner gate, they were still in the outer gate, and now, he has the cultivation of the great true person of the law realm, and these people are still just outer disciples of the outer gate.

Jiang Ning had to thank his parents, whom he had never met, for giving him this outstanding realization, among those people, there were no people who practiced and worked harder than themselves, but they may come to the end of their lives, and they may not be able to become little real people in the Yuan Dan Realm.

The phrase hard work can succeed has a premise in the first place, that is, to find out where your talent lies.

If the talent is not in cultivation, but blindly forced, then in the end, he will not be able to become a real disciple of Qingxuan, and he can only cry out in vain.

Jiang Ning wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, put away the chaotic thoughts in his heart, and at this moment, he was already standing next to the familiar stone monument of the outer door.

On the stairs behind the stone tablet, there is a large practice ground, and the disciples who have completed the tasks of the sect, after accumulating enough needs for life and cultivation, will stay in the door for a period of time, and during this time, they will practice boxing and swordsmanship here, and work hard.

As for whether these things would be stolen by the mountain pickers who went up the mountain, the top level of Qingxuan was not worried at all.

As soon as I came to the outer sect, the cultivation was all superficial kung fu on the big road, and many of them could even be found in other sects, which was not something that was not secret, even if it was really learned, it didn't matter, even if you were smart and capable.

Well, a lot of kung fu, without the matching heart method and the art of breathing, is to learn the moves, but it is just a showcase, and it is useless.

Walking past the stone monument, Jiang Ning carried things along the path on the periphery of the practice ground, towards the courtyard where the deacons of the outer gate were located.

These places, he naturally knows best, but just for the sake of insurance, Jiang Ning deliberately went to the place where he received the Vajra Flat Dan to discuss with those outer disciples in a good voice.

After coming to the deacon's small courtyard, Jiang Ning saw a few mountain pickers who carried the same as himself, and the courtyard was full of the freshest melons, fruits and vegetables, which made him, an outlier who was still a living thing, suddenly stand out.

The deacon of the outer gate, who had been standing in the crowd talking to a mountain picker, noticed the movement and immediately strode towards this side.

"It was sent to the master of Qingyang Peak Tong Zhi Tong Peak?" the man got straight to the point.

Jiang Ning smiled and nodded, he knew that this was the outer deacon Wang Baichuan who was responsible for purchasing the materials needed by Qingyang Peak.

As a disciple of Tong Zhi, he had dealt with this guy a lot before.

It's just that since the old man Su at the bottom of the mountain didn't recognize himself, he didn't think that Wang Baichuan, who was in this mere Void Realm, could see any flaws in himself, and he was calm and calm at the moment, and the body cultivation of a Blood Condensation Realm was not weaker than the Void Master of Qi refining in battle, even if he Wang Baichuan

is a person who is Qingxuan, Yu Yuli, and he shouldn't be too frightened.

Wang Baichuan looked Jiang Ning up and down, frowned, and said, "What about the original Li Tong?"

"Oh, I said that I picked up half of the blood ginseng for seventy years, and after eating it, my cultivation was about to break through, so Old Man Su temporarily found me. ”

Wang Baichuan had a faint Zhenyuan in his hand, and slapped Jiang Ning up and down, he has always been cautious in doing things, just a coagulation, although he can't even make a small splash in Qingxuan, but when the newcomer came, he still did his job meticulously, and after confirming that there was no problem with this person, a smile appeared on his face.

"Follow me. ”

Jiang Ning carried the stainless steel flat pole and followed Wang Baichuan to the outside of the courtyard.

A whistle sounded, and a gray goose with a wingspan of a man with one wing flapped its wings and fell, curling a cool breeze in front of them.

"It's right here, and you come up with your things. Wang Baichuan walked to the back of the gray goose first and beckoned to Jiang Ning.

The two of them soared upward, and soon came to a high mountain peak, Jiang Ning's eyes flashed, his face remained unchanged, but there was infinite memory in his heart.

"I never thought that in my lifetime, I would be able to return here. ”

There was only a single courtyard on the top of the mountain, Wang Baichuan led Jiang Ning to the gate of the courtyard, did not shout or knock on the door, just stood respectfully.

Without waiting for a few breaths, the courtyard door opened without wind, at this moment, Tong Zhi was sitting in the courtyard with Mu Yu drinking and eating, Wang Baichuan was not surprised by this, but quietly pulled Jiang Ning's sleeve and motioned him to kneel down quickly.

Tong Zhi doesn't like others to kneel to him, and he doesn't like it either.

But Tong Zhi can not ask others to kneel, but the wooden fat cannot.

He is the head of Qingxuan's sect, others can not kneel him, but they can't not kneel to the sect master of Qingxuan Dao Sect, so he has no opinion at all about what Wang Baichuan is doing at the moment.

Jiang Ning didn't have any opinion on this, when he was young, in order to eat a full meal, he didn't know how many people knelt down.

It is said that there is gold under the man's knees, and he estimated that there was really gold under his knees, and he had already knelt down. At the moment, he also knelt down honestly, anyway, he was his master, and he knelt when he knelt, as for the wooden oak, how many people in the world could not kneel when he saw him?

"Wang Baichuan, the deacon of the outer gate, meets the head of the sect and meets the peak master!" Wang Baichuan said in a deep voice.

"Oh, newcomer?" Tong Fat didn't speak, but Mu Qi smiled: "What about Li Tong?"