In the two months since the alley incident, the West Street Gate seems to have forgotten that there are two high-ranking officials with real power inside the door who have been frustrated and seriously injured outside, and there is no action. This strange situation is very unreasonable, these people are all ruffians and bullies, and they are by no means the ones who are willing to suffer, and they don't follow the rules at all.

Afterwards, Yang Ning and the officials of the forging office knocked on the side and learned that although the West Street Gate was a gang established by the people on the surface, in fact, it was a puppet supported by a super strong man beyond mortals in Nantu County, even if it was the county guard's mansion, he had to be polite.

In the past two months, Yang Ning has also left the forging place to go out several times, although he has not encountered anyone from the West Street Gate who came to look for trouble, but with his strong spiritual power, he vaguely felt that there seemed to be a strong person hiding in the dark and peeping secretly. Because the cultivation time is short, I don't have any cultivation experience, and although I have feelings, I have never found anything. But this feeling of being followed and peeping at has been lingering in my heart, and there seems to be an invisible undercurrent surrounding Yang Ning.

However, during this period of time, Yang Ning's cultivation had also broken through to the fifth level of mortal grade, and at the moment of breaking through the fifth level, the soil lump of the dantian was even more abruptly spitting out a small cyan and purple spark as big as a daffodil.

The moment this small spark appeared, it immediately established a close connection with Yang Ning, and quickly swam along the meridians of his body, polishing his body. Where the sparks passed, the extremely deep impurities hidden in Yang Ning's body were evaporated into wisps of black smoke through the pores and into the air by the spark's hot high temperature.

The meridians were suddenly expanded by a third, and even the majestic aura flowing in the meridians was condensed a lot, and there was a sign that the atomization was tending to a liquid state.

After running the Mixed Yuan Swallowing Spiritual Technique slightly, Yang Ning felt that the spiritual energy in the meridians was more majestic, the operation was more satisfactory, and his strength had increased a lot, and the spiritual power of various attributes in the air poured into his meridians like a tide, filling the emptiness in the meridians.

The impurities in the depths of his body were cleaned out, and Yang Ning felt that the whole person was much more relaxed, even stronger than before, the whole person was ethereal, and the communication with the aura was more intimate.

Cultivating to break through the small spark that suddenly appeared, Yang Ning felt that he could command Ruo Arm, and he could appear in his hand and retract the dantian at any time according to his heart.

A stream of information poured into his mind after the little spark finished polishing Yang Ning's body and returned to the dantian: This little spark is called: Mixed Yuan Spiritual Fire, which is the companion creature of the soil pimple, and belongs to the innate spiritual fire. It is used for alchemy and refining tools, which has a wonderful effect and can increase the success rate of thirty percent. When he was first born, he was relatively weak and cyan, which required the master to use his own aura to constantly nourish, and accompanied by the master's strength and strength; Or devour all kinds of fire attribute genius earth treasures to grow quickly. Every time the Mixed Yuan Spiritual Fire is strong, one point of cyan will turn purple, and when the whole body of the spiritual fire turns purple, it is the time when it is fully completed, and it has the power to destroy the world by burning the sky and boiling the sea.

The skyrocketing strength has strengthened Yang Ning's confidence in dealing with unknown threats in the future.

In the darkness of the hut, Yang Ning sat cross-legged on the bed, quietly thinking about what happened during this time: Wu Xianguang's earring incident lost face and found someone to trouble him; The thugs at the top of the West Street Gate were frustrated and injured in their own hands; There was no obvious action afterwards, but there were always people peeping in the dark when I went out, and I couldn't find anyone to peep at with my own strength.

This shows that the person who peeps at him in the dark must be a monk, but he doesn't know what the strength of this monk is. Nantu County is located in the southernmost remote area of the Lost Star Heaven Domain, and the strongest county guards are at the sixth level, so the other monks stationed in Nantu County should not be too high, and the Zhennan Dynasty will not agree to have monks who are much stronger than the strongest in the place to stay here. Otherwise, the various towns of the dynasty would be difficult to manage.

Therefore, this monk should not be a strong monk who has broken through the spiritual product or above, and the real cultivation should still be in the mortal product. In this case, this person should have cultivated a concealment technique, otherwise, with my current spiritual strength, it is impossible not to discover it at all.

Hmph, if it's just a mortal monk, then I can still deal with one or two, I just hope that there is no spiritual level powerhouse hidden in the mastermind behind this, otherwise, I have to take An'er and find a way to escape from Nantu County. Next, it's up to them to make their next move.

After having a clear idea, Yang Ning did not continue to dwell on this question.

After three days, Yang Ning fully adapted to the strength of the realm breakthrough skyrocket, every inch of muscle was full of explosive power, and the whole person appeared more masculine. The exercises he cultivated were different from those of other monks, and the exercises he practiced in the Star Destroying Heaven Domain tended to absorb refining spiritual energy to improve the realm, ignoring the condensation of the monks' physique, and the general physical body was relatively weak. However, Yang Ning's cultivation method is to improve together in all aspects, not only refining the spiritual energy to improve the realm, but also refining the spiritual energy to transform and strengthen the monk's body, and the Dharma body is the same practitioner.

The war between the Norvi Dynasty and the Zhennan Dynasty in Nantu County lasted for nearly two years, and more than 300,000 soldiers were killed and wounded, but neither side achieved a great advantage. It was not that the Norvi Dynasty was discouraged by the countless forces that could not break through a county with a population of only one million, or was admonished by the high-ranking officials of the dynasty, and the commander of the Norvi army was impeached and reprimanded, but the offensive was stopped during this time: besieged but not attacked.

In Nantu County, people live as usual, but there are more unfamiliar faces, not in and out of various places, and there is a strange feeling.

"Brother Yang, when you left the forging camp to go outside recently, did you feel a strange feeling? It was as if there was an indescribable depression weighing on my heart. ”

In the evening of this day, after everyone was busy with a day's work, when Tang Xiong and Yang Ning returned to the accommodation hut side by side, they lowered their voices and asked Yang Ning softly.

"Why do you feel this way, Brother Tang? I thought it was my nervousness that caused me to feel this weird way. ”

Yang Ning was secretly taken aback by Tang Xiong's question, thinking that he had thought too much to have this feeling, but he didn't expect Tang Xiong to also have such a bad premonition, so things seemed to be not simple.

"Hehe, don't look at my appearance as a little reckless, but I am born with a strange sensitivity to danger, Brother Yang, you are the person I can talk about the most in the forging place, and you are also the person I am most worthy of interacting with, so, Brother Yang, be careful in the future!"

When he was about to walk to the door of the hut, Tang Xiong reached out and gently patted Yang Ning's shoulder, and said a meaningful word to Yang Ning.

Carefully recalling what Tang Xiong said, Yang Ning couldn't help but think deeply. Tang Xiong also seemed to be aware of the changes in Nantu County, but he was just an ordinary blacksmith, and he didn't feel a trace of the aura of a monk in him, why did he feel this way? Have a natural sensitivity to danger? This is by no means something that an ordinary person can have. If he wasn't an ordinary person, then what was he going to do when he infiltrated a place like the county forge? This Tang Xiong doesn't seem to be a simple character.

"Alas. I don't want to, I don't have any ill will towards me anyway, what do you want him to do, it's my business. ”

After thinking about it for a long time and not coming up with a reason, Yang Ning shook his head that was a little swollen, threw all these troublesome thoughts aside, and went into his cabin to make dinner.

After another three months of such a life, Yang Ning's cultivation realm broke through the seventh level of mortal ranks, and stepped into the ranks of high-level mortal monks, and his spiritual power grew in a large circle. The improvement of his spiritual power allowed him to master the runes at the spiritual level to level five. If it weren't for the lack of materials for refining magic weapons in Nantu County, Yang Ning would have been able to try to see if he could refine a spiritual weapon now.

As usual, Yang Ning would go out of the forging camp every once in a while, either to buy groceries and come back to cook a delicious meal; Or go to the bazaar and see what is new, so that you can have a long eye.

After building the tasks to be completed today in the morning, Yang Ning came to the market in the afternoon. When passing by the stall market, Yang Ning habitually glanced up, and a familiar cry with a little cry came out of his ears:

"Uncle! It's true! If you don't believe me, you ask the others. My boss had bought one from me before, but he came back in a hurry and bought all my books in less than half an hour. If it's not true, how dare I set up a stall here? How dare I deceive you? Uncle! ”

The skinny monkey stall selling spell books, there will be several fierce and vicious men surrounding him, and he is small table is 'banging' so loudly that it is about to smash the small table.

Looking along the way, Yang Ning found that Wu Xianguang, who had a skirmish with him some time ago, was actually sandwiched among these people, and his behavior seemed to be just a leading person, and he looked respectful in the face of one of the burly men who seemed to be the leader, and there was a faint look of fear.