Ye Qing was still making the gesture of giving money, and his expression was still on that embarrassing but polite smile.

He didn't look at Luo Wuwu again, but instead retracted his hand and looked directly at Luo Ning, "I hope you can successfully survive until your Jianyuan adult test is completed, and if you are expelled from Jianyuan at that time, ......"

Ye Qing didn't continue, but everyone already understood the threat in his words.

Jiuhe looked at the two teenagers present and suddenly spoke, "Since this little friend is unwilling, why should you be reluctant, Qing'er?"

His gaze fell on the fine silver sword in Luo Ning's hand, and he whispered, "Good sword." Then his gaze immediately fell on Luo Ning's dantian, and he whispered again, "It's a pity." ”

Jiuhe looked at Luo Ning in the field and said slowly, "When I was young, I was as young and vigorous as you, and I always felt that I could fly very high. But then I realized that if you want to fly high, you can't just say it. First of all, you have to have a pair of wings that are harder than everyone else, but unfortunately you don't have this wing. ”

Luo Ning respectfully bowed to Jiuhe, "Thank you seniors for your advice." It's just that you may be mistaken. ”

He put the fine silver sword in his hand back on his shoulder, turned around and clenched Luo Wuwu's hand.

"I never wanted to fly as high as I could, I just wanted to run faster than others, because after all, in my opinion, people who fly very high fall badly. ”

Luo Ning turned to look at the four elders, "If there is nothing to do, the disciple will go to the back mountain to chop wood......

Leaving the mountain gate with Luo Wuwu, Luo Ning didn't speak all the way.

Luo Wuwu crawled on his shoulder, and even the voice of reading the sword technique was a little quieter, and she tried to remember if she had said the wrong thing just now.

But I was confused, and in the end, I didn't know why.

It wasn't until he arrived at the back mountain that Luo Ning put down Luo Wuwu and drew out his fine silver sword to prepare to chop wood.

Luo Ning turned his head and hesitated for a moment, what Luo Wuwu didn't notice was some crystal liquid in his eyes.

"Childe, I was wrong, don't be greedy in the future......"

Luo Wuwu lowered his head and said slowly.

"Why not be gluttonous?"

"I'm sorry for you......"

Luo Ning suddenly put down the refined silver sword and hugged Luo Wuwu, he said in a calm tone, "You didn't do anything wrong, it's just..."

"Your sentence that you like to eat scrambled eggs with tomatoes makes me very happy......"

To be very happy means to be very happy.

......

Luo Ning discussed the sword, and the dumb things that Jiuhe and Ye Qing said about the master and apprentice quickly spread all over the first four mountain gates.

Liu Youfeng squinted his eyes, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

As the most talented genius of the younger generation, Shanmen received Jiuhe Ye Qing, that Ye Qing, who was a few points stronger than himself, actually argued with Luo Ning, who was so much weaker than himself?

Isn't that a joke?

This kid doesn't seem to be the lamb he was bullied and slaughtered before.

He is now the strength of the Spiritual Realm, which is much worse than Ye Qing, and more importantly, he is more than two years older than Ye Qing.

But even if he couldn't compare to Ye Qing, he couldn't let Luo Ning rob his aura.

He decided to retreat.

The news of Liu Youfeng's retreat soon spread.

Compared with Liu Youfeng's cautiousness and seriousness, Luo Ning's side seems to have done nothing.

For more than ten days in a row, he repeated the three machine-like lives of forging swords in the morning, chopping wood at noon, and cultivating at night.

There are many disciples who went to Luo Ning to forge swords, and the price they paid was the Blood Condensation Pill and Qi Deficiency Liquid.

Luo Ning's life is so unhurried, but it is Luo Xue and Yang Mubai, who are secretly anxious, who go to deliver food to Luo Ning every day.

Ye Qing and Jiuhe's purpose was to meet the sect master of Jian Yuan and go to find out about the Xuantian Divine Iron that disappeared more than ten years ago.

And the Jianyuan Sect Master is deep in the Shangzhong Mountain Gate, and it may even be in the mysterious Thirteen Mountain Gates, in the battle more than ten years ago, the three masters sent by the Jianyuan Beihai Cloud Mountain and the Gun Forest are all missing, and among them, only the Jianyuan Yi Shui Han realm has the highest strength.

They came to Jianyuan this time to build a sword for Jianyuan Sect Master Yang Dingtian to explore whether the thirteen-fold mountain gate had anything to do with that Xuantian Divine Iron.

Unexpectedly, they met such an interesting teenager.

Ye Qing squinted at the tip of his spear.

If it weren't for the gap in the realm, this young man's sword-forging talent was indeed above himself.

Therefore, Ye Qing also paid special attention to the battle between Luo Ning and Liu Youfeng.

He heard that Luo Ning had cast thirteen swords in the first few days, and each time he cast the swords, he ran out of spiritual power and was exhausted.

However, the forged sword was extremely suitable for disciples in the Qi Deficiency Period.

He also heard that the firewood that Luo Ning brought back from chopping firewood in the past few days has changed from two bundles to one.

Finally, he heard that there was a new pot in Luo Ning's yard, and the yellowed tomatoes had been eaten.

But the only thing he didn't hear was whether Luo Ning's strength realm was improving.

Until there were still seven days left, Liu Youfeng was out of the customs, and his realm strength broke through to the fifth level of the Consciousness Spirit Realm, which was already an extremely top existence at this age.

As for Luo Ning, there was no movement except for hearing that the disciple who went to find Luo Ning to forge a sword came back and said that Luo Ning's tomatoes and eggs were scrambled very fragrant.

......

Luo Ning looked at Yang Mubai, who came to bring him food in the evening, bowed his head and thanked him, and then said with a straight face.

"Senior brother won't be used tomorrow. ”

Yang Mubai was stunned and asked, "Why?"

Luo Ning reached out and wiped the dust off his face.

"I'm going to start preparing. ”

......

A message like a spark entering an oil pot spread again in the front four mountain gates.

Luo Ning began to prepare!

And when there were seven days left, he no longer forged swords, nor cut wood.

Everyone wanted to know how this young man could use seven days to make up for the gap in the strength realm between him and Liu Youfeng.

Some people had already opened a gambling game with Elder Situ, either betting on the Blood Clotting Pill and Qi Deficiency Liquid, or betting on their own silver to gamble on the possible outcome of this competition.

Most people think that Luo Ning is impossible to win, how to make up for a large gap in realm and strength?

However, some people think that Luo Ning has hole cards, otherwise he would not be so fearless, of course, this is only a very small part.

So on the morning of the seventh day, without Luo Ning's knowledge, countless eyes and news networks had locked on this small courtyard that usually no one would come to at all.

They wanted to know how Luo Ning cultivated.

The morning was calm, with dew and insects chirping and a sunny breeze.

But the only thing that is not there is the fluctuation of spiritual power that cultivation should have.

Luo Ning walked out of the room and stretched.

He looked back at Luo Wuwu and asked habitually. "Hungry?"

Luo Wuwu nodded.

Luo Ning grabbed a bundle of dry firewood and began to cook on the fire.