Sunrise, sunset, in the evening, Ji Ning out of the Yuelai Inn, at this moment in Dali City drum music noisy, firecrackers in the sky. The people clapped their hands and sang and eulogized, and young men and women sang and danced.

At this time, the people of the Central Plains regarded Dali as a barbarian land, and the etiquette was very different from that of Middle Earth.

Ji Ning quickly figured out that Emperor Baoding of Dali had just canonized the King of Zhennan as the emperor's younger brother, and Jin Wu couldn't help but reward the three armies and reward the elderly orphans with wine and meat. Therefore, the people cheered and celebrated, and it was very lively.

"If one day in the future, I can travel through the three thousand worlds and appreciate the unique customs of different places, it will also be a pleasure."

Ji Ning was infected by the fiery atmosphere in Dali City, and temporarily left behind any exercises and plots, and enjoyed the prosperous scenery in front of him.

The next morning, Ji Ning finished exhaling at the rising sun, looked inwardly at the dantian, and saw that the clouds and qi over the bitter sea were gathering and scattering, and there were thousands of changes.

After Ye Erniang's internal force was absorbed by him, after the reconciliation and transformation of the Northern Shengong, the Xuangong of the beginning of the "Tao Sutra" was removed from the turnips, adding nearly ten years of pure vitality.

In other words, the cultivation of Ji Ning's incarnation has now surpassed his ontology on the earth star.

"Now it seems that I am not on the wrong path."

Ji Ning thought in his heart, silently using Xuangong, the clouds above the bitter sea floated out of the dantian, running in the meridians according to the roadmap of the Northern Shengong, and finally formed an invisible barrier on the surface of the body.

"It's finished." Ji Ning's face was overjoyed, and he said secretly: "Next, you should go hunting in the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations." ”

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The Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations is thirty miles outside the city of Dali, and after crossing the good people's crossing, it will be reached through the chain bridge.

Ji Ning had been here as early as when he was looking for the "Langhuan Blessed Land", and this time he was naturally familiar with the road.

At the mouth of the valley of the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations, there was originally a row of nine large pine trees standing side by side, but now they have all been cut down to the ground, Ji Ning took out a black hood and put it on, and then walked into the valley, there was a large grass in front of it, and there were pine trees at the end.

Ji Ning walked across the meadow, where a large tree hugged by several people had also been cut down.

This big pine tree cut off a piece of zhang long and foot wide, painted with white lacquer, and wrote nine big characters: "Those surnamed Duan enter this valley and kill without forgiveness." The eight characters are black, but the word "kill" is red.

Ji Ning shook his head slightly, restrained his breath, and walked forward slowly.

The Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations was empty, and Ji Ning turned around, not even seeing a figure, and he didn't know where he had gone.

Ji Ning searched all the way to the depths of the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations, surrounded by towering ancient trees, although it was noon at this time, the sun was shining, but the forest was dark and dull like dusk, the more he walked through the woods, the denser he became, and then he had to walk sideways.

In the end, I saw the ancient trees in front of me squeezing together each other, like a big wall, and I couldn't walk over again.

Ji Ning rose up and landed on the trunk of a big tree, he looked forward, only to see a large open space in front of him, and a lonely stone house in the middle.

The appearance of the stone house is very strange, made of large stones weighing thousands of pounds, concave and convex, like a small mountain.

In front of the stone house, an old monk with a wrinkled face and burnt eyebrows, holding a swarthy wooden fish mallet, was fighting with an old man in a green robe with a long beard and drooping chest.

Both of them were holding an iron rod with their left hands, and the white gas above their heads was steaming, and they were struggling with their internal strength.

The yellow-eyed monk suddenly stretched out his right hand and drew a circle on the bluestone in front of him with a small iron mallet, as if he had fallen off the white stone.

The green-robed guest thought for a while, and the iron rod in his right hand fell on the bluestone, and a low depression appeared on the stone, and it was like a sunspot.

Next to the stone house, there were two monks watching the battle between the two with nervous expressions.

At this time, Ji Ning jumped down from the tree and ran towards Duan Yanqing, a green-robed guest.

Duan Yanqing's right hand stretched out the iron rod and pointed towards Ji Ning's heart, and at one point, there was a "snort" sound.

Ji Ning didn't dodge or dodge, and reached out and grabbed the iron rod.

Duan Yanqing only felt a shock in his palm, and his right arm was like a bow, and his true power rushed out like a fly.

He was not small in shock, squinting his eyes slightly, but he saw that the five fingers of Ji Ning's right hand were pinching the head of the iron rod.

Duan Yanqing was shocked, and only thought in his heart: "The old monster of the Star Haiding!" ”

At that moment, the luck dantian, the strength of the arm, the iron rod came out with a powerful and unparalleled force, and under the shock, Ji Ning's fingers were shaken off the iron rod.

Duan Yanqing's reaction was extremely fast, but it was already a step too late, and Ji Ning's left palm was imprinted in the heart of this "world's number one villain", and immediately a domineering force erupted.

Duan Yanqing was like being struck by lightning, and he only felt as if all his internal organs had been shattered, and blood flowed from his mouth and nose.

As soon as Ji Ning lifted the half-dead Duan Yanqing, Ling Bo unfolded in slight steps and quickly walked away.

After staying away from the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations, Ji Ning found a remote valley and first used the Northern Spiritual Skill to absorb Duan Yanqing's internal force, all of which were transformed into the True Qi of the Northern Darkness.

After such a toss, the breath of life on Duan Yanqing's body became weaker and weaker, and Ji Ning said in his heart: "I wanted to exchange Duan Yu's life experience for a Yang Finger Skill, but it's a pity!" ”

But he thought about it, "No, his ventriloquist was all blown away by my palm, and even if he woke up, he couldn't speak." Alas, another stupid thing was done. ”

Ji Ning sent Duan Yanqing to liberation with one palm, and then ran the Xuan Gong of the beginning of the "Tao Sutra", injecting the true qi of the Northern Darkness of the Heavenly Pool into the Dantian Sea of Bitterness to remove the turnips and preserve the essence.

Duan Yanqing's nearly one Jiazi's strength, after two rounds of refining, only lost forty percent.

This time, Ji Ning had a feeling of being overwhelmed.

When more than 30 years of pure internal force turned into clouds and injected into the cloud cloud mass above the bitter sea, the huge fortune group beat like a huge heart.

Expansion, contraction, expansion......

After nine times in a row, Ji Ning seemed to hear a "bang", and the cloud exploded, turning into a boundless sea of clouds, which was in stark contrast to the dark sea of bitterness below.

Black and white, life and death, yin and yang, clear and turbid......

For a while, countless feelings poured into Ji Ning's heart, making him feel extremely contradictory, as if he had comprehended something, and he was like a clear spring stone, and he didn't grasp anything.

Ji Ning casually slapped his hand and blasted a big pit on the ground and buried Duan Yanqing. He looked in the direction of Dali City, where there was a magic skill called the "Six Veins Divine Sword", which was exciting.

After a while, Ji Ning controlled the greed in his heart and sighed: "The road is one foot high, and the demon is one foot high." The heart robbery is invisible, and it is really impossible to prevent it. ”

There are countless subtle martial arts in the world, and if you are greedy for perfection, you will only be miscellaneous in the end.

Only by knowing how to control your desires can you go further.