When Ling Zheng met that strange old way, Ning Qianhe had already left the Southern Regions and stepped into the Northern Regions again.

No one knows what he entered the Southern Regions for. Of course, even if someone saw him in the Southern Regions, most of them would think that he was a monk who had only cultivated to the Great Perfection of the Spirit Condensing Realm, and although he was quite literati, he was dressed shabby.

After Ning Qianhe stepped into the Northern Regions, he found a wilderness where there was no one, looked around, and after finding that there was no one around, he first took out a wine gourd from the storage ring and poured it fiercely, and after that, his right hand lit up with a crystal white light.

That white light looked very similar to Ling Zheng's attributeless true element. It's just that the white light that lit up on Ning Qianhe's fingers looked even more spiritual, almost making the power of heaven and earth around him resonate in unison.

With the light flickering, Ning Qianhe quickly carved out a complex formation.

Insiders look at the doorway, and laymen look at the liveliness. If there was a formation mage next to him at this time, he would probably be speechless in surprise. After all, this kind of streamlined cross-domain teleportation formation pattern would definitely not be able to be depicted without the Dao of a fifth-level array mage. In the eyes of ordinary cultivators, Ning Qianhe was drawing a ghost talisman.

After the formation pattern was depicted, Ning Qianhe stepped on it without hesitation, and the light flashed, and then appeared in a forest.

The trees in the forest are all a kind of green as jade, which makes people unable to distinguish which one is the trunk and which is the leaf at first glance, and it is called the treasure of the soul tree, which only grows half a foot every hundred years. And the soul trees in this forest are towering, straight and vigorous, and anyone with a little common sense can see that these trees are very old.

In these countless soul suppression trees, every two or three steps away, a jade tablet with a very ancient style would appear, and each jade tablet was engraved with a unique secret technique or combat skill that had once been in the Megatron Cultivation Realm. It can be said that this forest and stele forest are a rare treasure trove for any cultivator.

Here, of course, is one of the ancient inheritances of the Northern Regions, the ancestral land of the Thousand Stele Forest.

This ancestral land is equivalent to the symbol of the Thousand Stele Forest, it can be said to be the forbidden land in the forbidden land, in the Thousand Stele Forest, the famous faction, can be qualified to set foot here, each generation does not exceed ten people.

As the youngest son of the Thousand Monument Forest, Ning Qianhe was not originally qualified to set foot here. But since the Battle of Guantianxia ten years ago, Ning Qianhe showed his face on it, said four words, and cursed more than ten major sects to teach, he has qualifications.

Interestingly, thirty years ago, Ning Qianhe was forbidden to step into this Thousand Stele Forest for the rest of his life, and Ning Qianhe was allowed to enter here ten years ago, was the current Thousand Stele Forest Sect, that is, Ning Qianhe's own father, Ning Chongxiao, who was known as "Rather Die than Laugh" in the cultivation world.

At this moment, it was dusk, and every soul tree in the Thousand Stele Forest was covered with a layer of gold, showing the original green dripping. After Ning Qianhe entered the Thousand Stele Forest, he carried a wine gourd and poured wine, and every time he took two steps, he bowed down when he met the stele, and the salute was extremely thoughtful.

Half an hour later, Ning Qianhe finally walked to the very center of the Thousand Stele Forest.

In the center of this stele forest, there was an old man dressed in gray and tall, but his face did not bear any resemblance to Ning Qianhe. The old man's expression of almost everyone owing him spiritual jade had been engraved on his face for nearly six hundred years, and he was quite famous in the cultivation world. At this moment, the old man was meditating cross-legged, and before he opened his eyes, he knew who was coming, and asked in a stiff voice, "Do you still know to come back?"

"The word 'come back' doesn't seem right. Ning Qianhe smiled and poured another sip of wine: "This place was no longer my home when my mother left thirty years ago." ”

Ning Chongxiao, the cross-legged Thousand Monument Lin Sect Leader, suddenly burst into green muscles, and the warmth in his voice, which was still a little bit before, completely disappeared: "It's out, the hundred streams have already fused into the formation, so when are you going to slaughter my old bones?"

"Not interested. ”

Ning Qianhe has always given the impression of being gentle and elegant, but he is undoubtedly a good hand when he chokes people, and when he saw his father's face turned blue, he smiled and said: "This time I came, I have something to entrust." ”

Say. Ning Chongxiao still didn't open his eyes.

"Help me cāo practice a little brother I made a friend not long ago. Ning Qianhe took another sip of wine and said, "In return, I will let the eldest brother and second brother take that step within a month." ”

Ning Chongxiao's hands suddenly protruded even more, but his voice was not in a hurry: "Oh? But you're not afraid that I'll train that little brother of yours to death?"

The wine in Ning Qianhe's mouth squirted out far away, as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world, and he sat on the ground laughing, and his stomach hurt a little from laughing.

"If it's just a simple practice, the person who can train him to death is not unheard of in the cultivation realm. Ning Qianhe laughed: "But those people have died clean as early as ancient times, and now, no." ”

Ning Chongxiao was stunned for a moment, and finally opened the eyes that were more terrifying than the blade: "Attribute spirit vein?"

Ning Qianhe nodded, then stood up and said, "Anyway, I have already explained the matter, whether this business is done or not is your business." ”

I didn't even want to say the word "you" to my father, which shows how bad the relationship between Ning Qianhe and Ning Chongxiao, the father and son, is.

After Ning Qianhe finished speaking, he slowly left with a wine gourd.

Ning Chongxiao was still sitting in place, and after a long sigh, there was a little more dazed on his face.

After a while, Ning Qianhe went and returned, his face finally a little more apologetic, and he smiled embarrassedly: "I forgot to mention just now, that kid is wandering around in the Northern Regions now." It seems that you have already entered the cave near Qixiao Mountain that almost killed you in it, so you just need to wait for him in front of the cave. ”

If Ling Zheng stood here, he would definitely grab Ning Qianhe's collar and ask him why he knew so much.

Ning Chongxiao only replied with a rolling word.

Ning Qianhe shook his head, wanted to drink but found that the wine gourd was empty, and after sighing lightly, he turned around and left without any nostalgia.

After a long time, Ning Chongxiao slowly stood up, looked at the direction Ning Qianhe left and stood for a while, and then the light flashed in his hand, and a gourd that was the same as Ning Qianhe's previous wine gourd appeared.

The next moment, he arrived in front of the cave near Qixiao Mountain, because he was dressed in ordinary gray clothes, coupled with his ordinary appearance, and with that stiff expression on his face that everyone owed him Lingyu, no one wanted to greet him. Therefore, no one recognized him, a great master who could make earthquakes in the Northern Regions with a stomp of his feet.

Ning Chongxiao looked around, found a relatively clean place to sit down, faced the cave, closed his eyes again, and muttered, "No attribute spirit vein...... Hmph, it's not like the old man hasn't killed. If you are a product that the old man looks down on, the old man doesn't mind solving you, saving endless troubles. ”

"However, most of the things that can make the rabbit cub look at him are not ordinary characters. Ning Chongxiao said to himself: "That kid has the ability to look at people, and the old man is ashamed of himself." ”

And at this moment, in the deepest part of the cave, Ling Zheng, who was holding Zhao Yanran and looking at the eccentric and old man with a wary face, didn't know that there was an uncle waiting for him outside, he looked at the strange old man in front of him with a kind smile, but no matter how he looked at it, he felt a little weird, like looking at a neurotic.

Lao Dao didn't seem to have seen Ling Zheng's eyes a lot, so he directly chose to ignore it, and said with a smile: "Xiaoyou, don't be so vigilant, Poor Dao is a good person." ”

Ling Zheng, who was holding Zhao Yanran, rolled his eyes unabashedly, with an expression on his face that he believed that you and I were fools.

Lao Dao sighed: "Alas, since you don't want to chat, then you can take your things and go." ”

Lao Dao's expression was very sad, and his tone was full of desolation, which made Ling Zheng a little unbearable for a while. He took two steps closer and asked softly, "Dao Chief, what do you want me to take?"

Lao Dao silently took out a piece of jade slip from his arms, and looked at the pattern on it, which was exactly the same as the one he had given to Ling Zheng at the beginning of the Pill Thief Wind Demon.

"There are a lot of things on Poor Dao, but what you can take away is the only thing that belongs to you. Lao Dao was still a little sad: "Alas, I don't know how many years I have been in this place where birds don't, but I didn't expect to see a person who can come here, and he is not a bird." Retribution. ”

Lao Dao seemed to remember a lot of things, and his eyes that looked a little cloudy were a little distracted.

Ling Zheng took the piece of jade slip, his spiritual sense penetrated into it, and joy suddenly appeared on his face.

The first and third parts of the smart formula!

Needless to say, the first article of the smart trick is all over the street. The second article Ling Zheng had already obtained from the Pill Thief Wind Demon, and now that he had obtained the third article in this cave, Ling Zheng felt that his luck was really good.

Because, if it is a fragment of the Spiritual Technique other than the third article, Ling Zheng will not be able to use it for a while, but the third article is different, because it can continue with the content of the first two articles, so that Ling Zheng's cultivation efficiency can be greatly improved.

If you calculate the grade, only two smart tricks can be comparable to the ** of the sixth or seventh order of the human level, and now the third article has been continued, I am afraid that it is not inferior to the tenth order of the human level "Xuanyin Gong" that Ling Zheng bought for Ning Ling'er at the beginning.

Without waiting for Lao Dao to speak, Ling Zheng completely memorized the contents of this jade slip and crumpled it into pieces.

Lao Dao, who didn't take the opportunity to speak, seemed to be a little unhappy, and let out a long sigh, but Lao Dao was obviously much more careful than the original Pill Thief Wind Demon. The light flashed in his hand, and he grabbed four array stones in his hands, and then crushed them separately, dividing the pieces of jade that Ling Zheng had kneaded into into four small piles, and teleporting them to all corners of the continent with array stones.

Ling Zheng quietly watched Lao Dao finish doing this, and then said with some gratitude: "Thank you Dao Chief, if Dao Chief doesn't dislike the younger generation's shallow knowledge, the younger generation just has some wine and meat here, it's better to sit down and drink some." ”

"Goo-dong!"

As soon as Ling Zheng finished speaking, he suddenly heard the sound of swallowing saliva coming from all over the hall, and he looked at the statues standing quietly in the hall with a pale face.

Lao Dao's eyes lit up, and after laughing for a while: "Originally, Lao Dao didn't look at you very well, but this old Dao of wine and meat likes it very much, what kind of wine are you taking? Is it the red dust wine of the Holy Fire Ape Clan?

After Ling Zheng listened, he was almost frightened by this big old way.

After that, Ling Zheng understood why Lao Dao wanted to find someone to chat with so much, which also made him constantly scold himself for the next hour, why he stayed and chatted with Lao Dao when he was full.