"How did you get rid of it? It doesn't make sense! This doesn't make sense......" Tang Xiong's repeated muttering was faintly heard in the air.

Thinking of Tang Xiong's convulsive behavior just now, Yang Ning's back was wet.

The chaotic noise in the forge has gradually subsided, and the blacksmiths, led by the deacons, sorted out the scattered materials caused by the previous chaos for a while, and immediately devoted themselves to the rescue work in the county town.

After this war, Nantu County lost one-tenth of the county's population, and I don't know how many families have been separated from each other since then, and in the breeze, there are constantly shouts calling the names of their relatives.

In this regard, Yang Ning was also very helpless and helpless, so he could only silently pray that these spirits in the sky would be reincarnated in the next life in a country where there was no war. And I, in the two days before I left, I did my part to help the families of those who were suffering and rebuild their homes.

This time, Nantu County personally experienced the military rebellion, and Yang Ning's desire to obtain powerful power became even stronger.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye, and in the office lobby of the county guard's mansion, Yang Ning saw the county guard Ma Zhiqing, whose eyes were full of bloodshot and a tired and haggard face.

"Master Yang, there are too many things in the county during this time, and I have also experienced the destruction of the city by the enemy, so I really don't have time to take care of anything else. Is there anything you need my help with when you came to me today? ”

Although he was very tired, seeing Yang Ning, a talented forger, Ma Zhiqing still attached great importance to it, beat his spirit, and beckoned Yang Ning to sit down and talk.

"Lord County Shou, Yang came to meet your lord today, and he came to bid farewell to your lord, please allow your lordship."

Feeling Ma Zhiqing's kindness, Yang Ning hugged Ma Zhiqing and generously and directly said his intentions.

"Resignation? Master Yang is leaving Nantu County? Oh, yes, you've been in Nantu County for two years, you miss your hometown, and you want to go back and visit, well, understand, understand. No problem, I'll give you a month's vacation to let you go back and relax. Hehe......"

Thinking that he understood what Yang Ning meant, Ma Zhiqing raised his hand and generously granted Yang Ning a month's vacation.

"Uh. The county keeper misunderstood, I didn't come to ask you for a vacation, but to say goodbye to you, I want to leave Nantu County, I don't know if there will be a chance to come back in the future. ”

Knowing that Ma Zhiqing had misunderstood what he meant, Yang Ning directly made his words clear.

"Leave? Farewell? Master Yang, what do you mean ......"

Ma Zhiqing was a little surprised, and looked at Yang Ning with some warmth, Nantu County was broken, and all parties needed to work together to rebuild at this time, Yang Ning actually proposed to leave.

"Well, yes. I accepted the invitation of the Tang Pavilion Master of the Ten Thousand Soldiers Pavilion to serve as a guest in his sect, so I am leaving. ”

It was a bit inopportune to leave at this time, but the desire to become strong quickly overcame everything, Yang Ning took out the guest token of the Ten Thousand Soldiers Pavilion and said with some embarrassment.

"Hey, Ten Thousand Soldiers Pavilion Keqing. I understand, Master Yang is really lucky, and I wish Master Yang an early attainment of the Supreme Exercise and great progress in cultivation. I don't know that Master Yang will leave that day? ”

Seeing the token representing the identity in Yang Ning's hand, there was a trace of shock in his eyes, but he had been operating in officialdom for many years, and he quickly covered it up. As one of the fifty county guards of the Zhennan Dynasty, with a sixth-level cultivation of mortal grades, he knew very well the status of the Ten Thousand Soldiers Pavilion in the Zhennan Dynasty, and it was a hidden sect that these low-end monks wanted to join. Ma Zhiqing knew that he couldn't keep Yang Ning. He sighed softly and looked at Yang Ning enviously.

"I'll leave early tomorrow morning."

Taking back the token, Yang Ning smiled wistfully and replied a little helplessly.

The time of the day passed in a blink of an eye, Yang Ning said goodbye to everyone in the forging office one by one, everyone got along for nearly a thousand days and nights, and they all formed a certain friendship, especially Liu Yanghe and Wu Xu, one is the deacon of the forging office, when he first arrived at the forging office, he gave Yang Ning a lot of help, and the other is a fellow villager from Nanyuan Town.

"Brother Yang, take care all the way. If you have time in the future, come back to see us old acquaintances, but I just don't know how many of us will be left when you come back? ”

"yes. Master Yang, there is a difference between immortals and mortals, but I don't know what will happen when we meet again? ”

"Master Yang, have a good trip!"

......

"Master Yang, I wish you success in your cultivation, ascend to the immortal list as soon as possible, and live forever from now on! Hahaha......"

The sky was bright, and all the staff of the forging office gathered at the gate to bid farewell to Yang Ning, and since yesterday to say goodbye, everyone knew that Yang Ning's father and son were powerful monks, and they were people living in two worlds. Everyone's farewell words were filled with a sad atmosphere. I don't know who couldn't stand such a sad depression, and finally broke out a sentence that changed dramatically.

"Hahaha..... Right! That's right! We wish Master Yang an early arrival on the immortal list! Eternal life! Hahaha......"

The gloomy atmosphere was immediately broken, and everyone burst into laughter.

"Brother Yang......"

A euphemistic, slightly trilled cry came from the laughter. A beautiful girl turned out behind the crowd, her eyes were misty, and the crystal tears were about to slide down her face, and her soft eyes were staring at Yang Ning.

"Wan'er ......"

"Alas. Wan'er, you are a good girl, Yang Ning is afraid that she will live up to your good intentions in this life. May you find a wishful husband as soon as possible. ”

The laughter stopped abruptly the moment Ma Yuewan walked out, and Yang Ning was stunned for a moment before he finished the whole sentence. Gritting his teeth, he stepped on the horse that had been prepared for a long time, and spurred the horse away.

Yang Ning didn't dare to stay, let alone face Ma Yuewan's gaze, for fear that his heart would soften.

Rolling red dust, children are long! The saddest thing in life is love.

There were more than 50 counties in the territory of the Zhennan Dynasty, covering an area of more than 10 million square kilometers. Wangcheng 'Zhennan City' is 5,000 miles away from Nantu County, passing through more than 10 counties, and there are countless lofty mountains and mountains, monsters and monsters on the way. Yang Ning and the three of them went through nearly half a year, crossing thousands of mountains and rivers, and going through countless hardships before they entered the scope of the Wangcheng area.

During their journey, the three of them were attacked by many fierce beasts, many of which were demon beasts that were able to swallow spiritual energy cultivation. Yang Ning's father and son can be said to have done their best for this during this time, and almost all the means to press the bottom of the warehouse have been used, and even several times in the depths of the mountains and forests, with the thrilling degree, they joined forces with Tang Xiong and the three of them, and they were desperate to barely be able to save their lives and escape with serious injuries.

However, it is precisely because they often cross the line between life and death that the cultivation of Yang Ning's father and son soars like a rocket, and Yang An has a tendency to faintly break through the seventh level of mortal products; Yang Ning also stepped into the ninth-level Great Perfection of the mortal product, and he was only one line away from breaking through to the spiritual product. The three spells mastered by the father and son are even more mellow and free, Tang Xiong can't help but feel a trace of jealousy in his eyes, Yang Ning, this freak, this talent in forging is already enviable, and even the cultivation is also excellent because of this cultivation talent, it is not strange that people are red.

You must know that the more you cultivate to the back, the aura required to improve a small step will be many times more than before, and the monks of the Star Realm are basically through years of absorbing and refining the aura to accumulate and meet this requirement to advance, especially those who have reached the level of honorable and above, a little simple retreat, it will take ten years, and these strong retreats are as simple as ordinary people usually eating and drinking.

Those mortal cultivators, who can improve a small step in the last three or two years, can be regarded as first-class geniuses. Like that kind of talent, such as Ma Zhiqing, he was born in a big family of cultivation, and after cultivating for decades, he still stayed at the sixth level of mortal products, and he was struggling to advance to the next level. That is like Yang Ning's father and son, in just half a year, cultivation can cross several small steps in a row.

After nearly half a year of hurrying, on this day, the three of them crossed a high mountain, passed through a jungle at the foot of the mountain, the bright sun shone on their heads, the front was open, and the plain of a flat river suddenly appeared in front of them. In the distance, the silhouette of a magnificent city looms out into view.

"Haha...... Brother Yang, the city in front of you is the royal city 'Zhennan City'. ”

Tang Xiong's heroic laughter resounded on the empty plain.