Whether it is the three elixirs of "body", "wisdom" and "qi" contained in the three small jade bottles that he took after letting him take it, or a few pieces of jade slips that brought together many cultivation skills, alchemy, and refining tools, they are all priceless treasures.

Among them was a jade slip without words, and he still couldn't see the information in it......

He believed that this bronze mirror, which looked damaged, must be an extraordinary spiritual treasure, more precious than a gluttonous box that had reached the level of an immortal weapon.

And now, this Lingbao bronze mirror is about to be truly revealed by him.

The path of cultivation is long and long.

Ning Ke hurried back to China from England for his mother. This time, if you want to make a heavy punch, you must let the Qin family in Qiantang no longer interfere with his life and cultivation.

The Heavenly Machine Jian could enter and exit Ning Ke's mind as he wanted...... Hong Chengyu's skull hurting when he watched it on the side.

Ning Ke woke up from meditation.

"Uncle, can your martial arts reach the heaven level?"

Hong Chengyu saw that the broken bronze mirror had submerged into Ning Ke's head and never came out again...... After Ning Ke opened his eyes, he immediately asked.

He knew that in the county town dozens of kilometers away from his home, there was a martial arts master Master Ni, who had many disciples, and according to legend, martial arts had entered the yellow level.

He has also heard people say that the division of martial arts levels is divided according to heaven, earth, Xuan, and Huang, from the highest to the bottom.

Yellow-level martial artists have the weakest kung fu, but they are real martial artists. The heavens are desired but unattainable.

"Hmm?...... I once cultivated to reach the False Truth Heaven, but then I fell into the realm...... Now there is only the early stage of the prefecture level. You...... Do you want to learn martial arts from me?" Ning Ke said when he saw his nephew's eyes blazing.

The secular practice of martial arts and cultivation have the same effect, but the emphasis is different. Martial artists focus on physical training and confrontation, pay attention to the routines of boxing and the subtlety of actual combat, and also practice breathing and breathing, while practitioners focus on the gathering of vitality, and boxing is secondary.

The former can also gather a small amount of vitality in continuous practice, but it is slower and weaker than that of Qi refining cultivators.

Therefore, it is rare and rare for a martial artist to enter the realm of the yellow level.

Ning Ke checked Hong Chengyu's body, there was no trace of martial arts, only brute strength.

It seems that this kid has not learned the Ning family's Bajiquan.

"Of course, I came to the capital to learn martial arts from you......"

"Not right now. Wait until you're more steady, and then talk about ......."

This kid is only sixteen years old, hairy hands and feet, right and wrong, he doesn't know how light it is when he carries goose feathers, and he doesn't know how heavy it is when he carries a grinding disc on his back......

It is only wise and wise, but it is not binding.

If you learn martial arts and spells, you don't know how much trouble you will make. For the time being, I can't teach him to cultivate the Fa, so I have to find a way to let him study, and if he really can't do it, he will learn a craft......

Why can't it just be wasted?

"You, just live here. This is the house I just bought, and I haven't transferred it yet. I'm going to find a way to find a school for you to go to......"

"No, uncle, I can do everything except go to school......

"Then go to a martial arts school!"

As the night deepened, the two were talking, when suddenly, a ball of snow-white flesh came out of the ground, startling Hong Chengyu.

This kid is also good enough, and he is about to smash a teapot when he touches it.

Ning Ke hurriedly stopped, "This is my pet ......"

This made Hong Chengyu surprised again.

The elf "Meat Ball" jumped into Ning Ke's hand, his eyebrows, eyes and mouth were almost wrinkled, and he made a grimace at Hong Chengyu. chattered with Ning Ke and talked about Shan Aiai.

Ning Ke sighed softly.

He took out several bundles of coins from his storage teeth, handed them to Hong Chengyu, and instructed him to look at the addition of some household goods to the courtyard.

The reason why he gave so much money to his nephew was to see what kind of person his nephew was. When a person suddenly has money, it is easiest to see his character. Besides, there is a real need to buy something to be used.

"You live here for the time being, I'll go out and do something......"

After Ning Ke finished speaking, he jumped into the park separated by a wall with the "meat ball......

Qin Huntu (Master Gong) had his Ning Ke's mobile phone number, and Ning Ke was waiting, waiting for Qin Huntu to take the initiative to contact him.

Besides, he had already "prepared" a storage ring for him.

Mu An'er contacted him for the second time, and sent him some public monitors outside Qiantang to capture the footage of his mother being abducted by the Qin brothers. Judging from the itinerary, there is a trend of coming to the capital......

In fact, Ning Ke received a call from his uncle in England, saying that his mother was missing, and almost without delay, he bought a ticket and rushed back to China.

Qin Huntu and Qin Hunqiu, the two brothers, returned to the Qin family's old house in Qiantang one after another on the day of the winter solstice......

When Ning Ke rushed back to the capital of Huaxia by plane, it was the day when the Qin brothers had abducted Du Juan and had just arrived in the capital.

Ning Ke returned to China from England, and if he rushed directly to the school, he might be able to meet Qin Hunthu at the school.

When Ning Ke met Jin Sanye, it was the time when the Qin brothers hijacked the cuckoo into Phoenix Ridge.

These two brothers, one looked at Du Juan, and the other found the Huaxia Medical University where Ning Ke studied.

That's when two people took the cuckoo hostage and went to Phoenix Ridge.

Qin Huntu (Master Gong) didn't find Ning Ke at the Medical University, so he found the Ning family's old mansion in the capital, and wanted to go to Ning Yuan, the head of the Ning family, to plan to deal with Ning Ke together.

Unexpectedly, I touched a nose of ash. The porter of the Ning family didn't even let him enter the gate, let alone see the head of the family, Ning Yuan.

After all, Qin Hun Tu has been roaming the rivers and lakes for decades, waiting for an opportunity to catch Qin Ji, the illegitimate son of the Ning family who is raised outside, and he has heard Ning Ke talk about this person.

Ning Ke had reserved the people he had used to deal with Ning Yuan for a long time, but he let Qin Hun soil use it.

Qin Ji is by no means a good stubble, he was born with a yin face, a perverse personality, impermanence, and a twisted and perverted mind. He is very cunning, scheming, and does not eat hard and soft......

Anyway, what he encountered was an old Jianghu like Qin Huntus.

Qin Hun soil input a wisp of vitality on the tip of the dust, the dust whiskers made of fine gold wire, the roots are like the prickly hairs of the stinging moth larvae - standing, when pierced into Qin Ji's cheeks, like thousands of trembling wasp tails, stabbing in the flesh, the pain of Qin Ji is still too late to die.

I know about the affairs of the Ning family, and I tell you about it.

The next day, Qin Hun Tu came to the Ning family's old house again with a fortune telling banner in his hand and a Taoist robe, threatening to tell the fortune of the head of the Ning family.

The porter was an old distant relative of the Ning family, and when he saw that Qin Hun Tu was like a fake Taoist priest who was swaggering and deceiving, he still didn't let him in, and he was even more reluctant to report to the head of the family.

Qin Huntu used a brush on a piece of yellow paper on the spot and wrote two verses, "Jizhou sinks into the abyss, and Mingke shocks blasphemy." ”

Let the concierge hand it to the head of the family, Ning Yuan, but the concierge still refuses to allow it.

Qin Hun Tu's face was annoyed, and he slightly released a bit of violent momentum, but he knew that the porter was a person who had seen the world, and he still ignored it.

Qin Hun Tu swept out the dust and swept the concierge's face.

In the concierge, there was a terrible "ah-yo" scream, and half of his cheeks were swept away by the dust, and the flesh and blood were blurred, revealing thousands of fine oozing blood wounds, and the pain was worse than cutting and cutting with a knife.

The porter did not give in to the blow, but actually pressed the alarm system.

Seeing this, Qin Hun Tu did not stop it, but instead half-squinted his eyes, calmed down, and waited for the Ning family to come forward.

Soon, Ning Yuan's secretary came to the door, and without asking too much, he picked up the yellow table paper with verses written on it from the table in the porter's room, and motioned to Qin Hun Tu to wait, and he took it to see the head of the family.

After a while, the secretary returned and invited Qin Hun Tu in.

Qin Hun Tu was taken by the secretary into a study room in the Ning family's old mansion and saw an old man with a figure that had been over the age of six. The old man stood in the middle of the room with a white and shiny silver thread, which was softly covered on his head, with one hand behind his back and the other hanging in front of his abdomen.

The old man's complexion can be described as fair, his face is kind, his expression is calm, his eyes are deep, and he looks at the person who comes, and he can't see the slightest emotional fluctuation on his face.

With decades of experience in walking the rivers and lakes, Qin Huntui doesn't need to ask, this person must be Ning Yuan.

The temperament of a high-ranking person is not easy to pretend, it is cultivated for many years.

Even if it is an old drama bone, it may not be able to learn like it.

"Layman Ning Yuan...... I don't know what the Immortal Daoist is called?"

"Poor Dao Gong Rulin, Dao number Xiuwen. However, the name of the poor road has not been called for fifty or sixty years...... The people under the mountain are called the chief of the poor road palace, or the master of the palace. ”

"Master Gong......"

Ning Yuan looked at the young Taoist priest in front of him and couldn't help but sigh with emotion...... Feeling his helpless aging, he really wanted to ask the Taoist in front of him about his real age.

But as the saying goes, "a monk doesn't ask about his surname, and he doesn't ask about longevity", he can't break the rules.

However, Ning Yuan still blurted out and sighed: "Oh, Master Gong, you are really like an immortal...... He looks so young!"

"Poor Taoist cultivation of the mind, and don't care about appearance. ”

"Good ...... , May I ask Master Gong, which immortal temple does you live in?"

"Since childhood, I have been practicing in Maoshan Mountain, and I am lucky to remember the ...... in the genealogy of the famous ancestor hall"

Qin Hun Tu detailed the lineage of his master's inheritance one by one.

Ning Yuan asked, condescendingly and bluntly...... It made Qin Hun Tu look down a little. Originally, he didn't plan to say more about his roots, but he was afraid that Ning Yuan would be suspicious and unwilling to cooperate.

I couldn't help but secretly slander that "I am domineering, and most of them are ministers".

In fact, what Qin Huntu did in the gatehouse had already given Ning Yuan a headache.

When the concierge rang the alarm bell, there were warnings in many places in Ningfu...... Ning Yuan was very surprised, and immediately asked the secretary to call up the concierge's surveillance.

Decades of political career, the ups and downs of the official sea, have long trained Ning Yuan's discerning eyes. Dare to do this in broad daylight in the four major families in the capital...... There will be a battle.

Taoist and monk, he has also dealt with each other, and even Shi Changjian, who is like a family member, is a person. Ning Yuan also had a general understanding of the context of Taoism, and listening to the Taoist in front of him introduce himself, he couldn't help but have a headache.

It is a famous mountain from Taoism...... The Taoist who came from the blessed land cave, judging from the momentum, the Tao is not shallow. What's more, I had written two such verses on the yellow sheet of paper before.

Nothing to do.

Hard to ...... It doesn't make sense, and if you don't get it right, it's a bad thing.

The young Taoist in front of him who didn't talk made Ning Yuan, a martial artist who had already entered the yellow level, secretly complain in his heart.

This Daoist, who looked very young, was obviously a cultivator with advanced Dao skills, and he couldn't see the depth of this person's cultivation at all. I only felt that the Taoist in front of me was full of aura, majestic and overflowing, like Shi Changjian......

Maybe the Daoist in front of him has been deliberately suppressed, otherwise, as long as this Daoist releases some breath, he will also hurt people invisibly.

But this person's cultivation is impossible to rank among the innate beings, otherwise he will not be able to walk in this capital. Cultivators of the innate level and above who have not been allowed will be stopped by the capital's protective array, and they will also be blocked by the protective cultivation power.

A few simple words of exchange made Ning Yuan sweat on his back in this big winter.

Ning Yuan waved his hand to signal the secretary to retreat, and there was a slight exchange of expressions between the two of them, which of course could not escape Qin Huntyu's eyes.

Qin Hun Tu secretly rejoiced, and secretly said in his heart, "The mountain gate that has been reported for its hard work is not fake, and I am not afraid that you will investigate and verify ......"

After the secretary left, Ning Yuan asked, "Master Gong, what do you mean by the two verses you wrote?"

"Hey......

Qin Hunthu chuckled, looked at Ning Yuan, subconsciously stroked his chin, and then realized that there was no beard on his chin, and said:

"The semantics are so clear, Commissioner Ning really can't understand it?"

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