When he came, he was full of momentum, but now he is as calm as water. However, Jia Wuyin looked at the figure of Zi Luocang and them gradually walking away, although his face was still smiling, his eyes were full of deep gloom.

"This person is a smiling tiger, don't look at him always smiling, but his heart is very black, and his back is extremely sinister. In addition, he is the deputy hall master of the Ten Thousand Soldiers Hall, and he has a lot of power, and he often uses the power he holds to yin people. You must be careful in the future, and don't mess with him if you have nothing to do. ”

"Oh, I have one more thing to remind you, this person is the backer behind the Xinni Dynasty and the Tairi Dynasty, you have offended these dynasties before, and you should be careful in the future, don't stick to him."

As he walked, Zi Luocang sent a voice to remind Yang Ning and Tang Xiong.

Regarding Zi Luocang's words to remind them, Yang Ning and Tang Xiong glanced at each other, and they both remembered them deeply.

Except for meeting Jia Wuyin on the road, he insidiously plotted, and there were no more obstacles on the next road, and the group went up to Yanhuo Peak smoothly.

On the peak hall of Fireworks Peak, Jia Wuyin has already seen it, but he hasn't arrived. Fu Yuanchang, the master of the Ten Thousand Soldiers Hall; The rest of the four peaks are the masters, and the medicine dragon peak seals the Dao Spring; Thousand Changing Peaks Yuan Panjing; Yanling Peak Luo Xiqing; Fa Wu Feng Hai Dejun; All of them are already here, wanting to meet the genius demons unearthed by their subordinate sects.

Zi Luocang successfully handed over the completed task, Yang Ning and the others also exchanged the identity token of the Ten Thousand Soldiers Hall, and Yang An also obtained the identity of the core disciple of Fawu Peak.

The news that the deputy hall master brought back two demonic genius forging masters from the subordinate sects of the lower dynasty and added them to the outer gate elders made the Ten Thousand Soldiers Hall boil. In the church, many deacons and disciples inquired about their residences, wanted to get acquainted with them, and established good relations with them, so that they could have the opportunity to obtain some benefits from them in the future.

Yang Ning got a little tired of dealing with this kind of noisy day after dealing with it for a few days, and pushed Tang Xiong out to let him enjoy the limelight alone, while he simply announced that his cultivation was the only reason, and he retreated and refined fifty consecutive victories in the Tiannan Martial Arts Arena, and won back the spiritual fire seed that he hadn't had time to refine.

This practice was despised by some people, who thought that Yang Ning was too arrogant because of his talent and disdained to make friends with them; It also aroused the admiration of some other people, who already had this talent and strength, and still worked diligently and immersed themselves in cultivation to strengthen themselves, and did not deliberately enjoy the glory and fame of the world.

The second-level spiritual fire seed condensed in the Tiannan Martial Arts Arena contained spiritual energy was ten times that of the seed condensed by a trace of fire essence, and under the full refining, it took Yang Ning ten days to completely refine it, and the mixed yuan spiritual fire grew in a circle, and when it floated in the palm of his hand, Yang Ning felt its blazing flame energy.

Although the spiritual fire seed has majestic spiritual energy, it still does not play a role in condensing the spiritual power that has been condensed to an incomparably pure spiritual power by the Mixed Yuan Devouring Spiritual Technique.

This is also the horror of this exercise, and it is also the biggest and most secret hole card of Yang Ning's father and son.

Time flies, and a year flies in a blink of an eye.

During this year, Yang Ning conscientiously fulfilled the responsibilities of an outer elder. During this period, except for the occasional instruction on the cultivation of his disciples, the vast majority of the rest of the time was either reading the books in the library of the Ten Thousand Soldiers Hall, or sitting quietly in his own room and cultivating diligently.

The elixir that was helpful to cultivation and the precious 'Condensing Pill' that Yang Ning had already given to Yang An, and he wanted to use his own efforts to advance to the Venerable.

However, the slightest bottleneck that had already appeared in the Tiannan Martial Arts Arena was loosened, and when it came to the Ten Thousand Soldiers Hall, it was like a rock, and no matter how Yang Ning hit this year, he couldn't break a single crack.

"Elder Yang, hello!"

According to the usual habit, Yang Ning finished reading the book in the library pavilion, bowed his head and thought about his existing problems, and on the way back to the accommodation, a young man about twenty years old, of medium stature, ordinary appearance, wearing white clothes from the outer door, stood on the side of the road and respectfully bowed to Yang Ning to interrupt Yang Ning's thinking.

"Ansheng, it's you."

After a pause, Yang Ning stopped his moving footwork and looked up at the person in front of him, who was very young and not outstanding, but his eyes were clear and persistent; Yang Ning's strong spirit found that there was a trace of deep grief hidden in the depths of this look, and the young man responded softly.

The name of the outer disciple in front of him is: Ping'an Sheng. He was the only child of an ordinary family in the Southern Dynasty, and in a natural disaster, his parents died in order to protect him from his young life.

In order to survive, since then, he has been alone and young, and he has done all kinds of tiring and hard work, and he has tasted hardships at a young age. When he followed a medicine collection team up the mountain to collect medicine to make money, he swallowed an unknown red fruit, and actually attracted a trace of spiritual energy into his body, and had the ability to cultivate.

I don't know what kind of fruit that fruit is, not only did Ping An Sheng have the ability to cultivate, but also formed a weak spiritual fire in his dantian, giving him the potential of a forging master or alchemist.

The tragedy of his parents, so that he accidentally obtained the conditions that can change this ending, he longed for strong strength, and after many inquiries, he learned that the Ten Thousand Soldiers Hall was the strongest cultivation sect in the Southern Dynasty, and after several hardships, he entered the Ten Thousand Soldiers Hall as he wished, and became an outer disciple to practice here.

However, due to his cultivation talent, his cultivation progress was very slow, and he did not have any outstanding points, and he was basically wiped out among the thousands of disciples of the Ten Thousand Soldiers Hall.

Fortunately, when he was young, the hard life of survival tempered his will, and let him persist under the disdainful gaze of his peers, although the cultivation and improvement were as slow as a snail, but it was still growing slowly, and it has been five years since he got started, and now he is only the third level of mortal products.

Since a year ago, when I learned of Yang Ning's arrival, I heard other colleagues tell about Yang Ning's past experience, and I admired it very much, so I began to wait on Yang Ning's way back every evening, and insisted on asking Yang Ning to be a teacher.

Yang Ning was a little curious about this low cultivation level, and the name was also special, and he wanted to worship him as a teacher every day.

From the surprise at the beginning, to the curiosity later, with Yang Ning's current identity, it is easy to find out all the past of this persistent young man.

Knowing this young man with a somewhat sad background, Yang Ning recalled his past, and the experiences of the two had many similarities, Yang Ning's eyes when he looked at Ping An Sheng showed a trace of sadness, and more love.

"Elder Yang, look. I can control the spiritual fire at will! ”

As he spoke, Ping An Sheng stretched out his right hand, and a small cluster of orange-red flames appeared in his palm, and the surrounding space suddenly rose in temperature.

Then, as if he were performing, the flame would disappear and then appear in the palm of his hand.

"Elder Yang, can I worship you as a teacher now?"

Ping An Sheng's question reminded Yang Ning of what he said half a year ago: as long as Ping An Sheng can control the spiritual fire in his body at will within half a year, he will consider accepting Ping An Sheng and accepting him as an apprentice.

Half a year ago, Ping An Sheng insisted on worshipping Yang Ning as his teacher, but at that time, he couldn't control the spiritual fire in his body at all. Although the spiritual fire was formed in his dantian, it was not under his control, and he wanted to summon the spiritual fire from the dantian, and every time it would burn the meridians it passed through, making Ping An feel painful.

If Ping An Sheng wanted to command the spiritual fire as he wished, he would need to fully merge with the spiritual fire, which would take him quite a long time to do.

Being able to control his spiritual fire at will and flexibly is an indispensable and important condition for becoming a top forging master, and to be his Yang Ning's apprentice, Yang Ning doesn't want him to be mediocre.

Moreover, it seems that the spiritual fire born in Ping'ansheng Dantian is not ordinary, when it was forcibly summoned by Ping'an Sheng in front of Yang Ning, Yang Ning's mixed yuan spiritual fire trembled slightly, emitting a friendly aura.

You must know that Yang Ning's Mixed Yuan Spiritual Fire level is very special, although it is not very strong now.