"Uncle, don't worry, even if you don't say it, I will do the same. Brother Daode is a good friend I have made in my life, and I will never let him die so wronged. ”

"Uncle, if there is no other order, I will rush back to the Kendo Gate, send all the people from the sect to search for this murderer, and report to you as soon as there is news."

After listening to Jia Wuyin's words, Shang Shiwen did not linger in the Hall of Ten Thousand Soldiers, bowed deeply to Jia Wuyin, turned around and walked down the mountain, and left the Hall of Ten Thousand Soldiers.

The Venerable surnamed Shang's full name is Shang Shiwen, who was born in casual cultivation, and met Jia Wuyin's son Jia Daode when he was exploring a dangerous place in the imperial dynasty. At that time, neither of them had broken through the Venerable Grade, and both were only high-level spiritual monks. After the two got acquainted, they found that they seemed to have a lot of common topics to talk about, and gradually, the two became good friends, and they also visited Jia Wuyin many times.

Later, after the two reached the honor, they both founded the sect, and Shang Shiwen established the kendo gate; Jia Daode established the Lingde Taoist Sect.

These two sects are good to each other, and many times they will work together to complete certain things, and sometimes they will also help Jia Wuyin solve some special tasks that are inconvenient to solve outside the Ten Thousand Soldiers Hall.

"Someone!"

After Shang Shiwen left, Jia Wuyin sat sadly in his chair motionless. After a long time, a hateful light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly raised his head and yelled outside the door.

In the next moment, a dark shadow floated into the room.

"Little Si, you go to Sigu Mountain, inform Chen Haiping and them, give them a chance to live, and let them dispatch all the personnel to find out Yang Ning's traces. If they can't find it, let them come to see it. ”

"At the same time, you don't have to rush back, you go to find Yang Ning alone, you must find him, I will kill him to avenge your senior brother." Go ahead. ”

Jia Wuyin's face showed sadness, and he waved his hand to the black shadow that appeared.

This black shadow is Jia Wuyin's fourth disciple: Jia Ying, an orphan, was adopted by Jia Wuyin since he was a child, is good at assassination, and is a killer trained by Jia Wuyin. There is a half-step Venerable cultivator, and the strength is stronger than that of other disciples.

As soon as Jia Wuyin's voice dissipated, the black shadow bowed towards him, and the phantom dissipated without saying a word, as if he was born dumb.

When Jia Ying's figure dissipated, Jia Wuyin leaned back on the chair, looking up at the distant sky, without the slightest expression, I don't know what I was thinking in my heart?

In the depths of the Sigu Mountain Range, next to a small pool, smoke rose from a newly built wooden house with trees, and the fragrance of food wafted out of the wooden house, and the figure of a man and a beast appeared in the wooden house, it was Yang Ning and the 'Golden Weasel'.

After leaving the veins of the Four Valleys, they sneaked tens of thousands of miles, deep into the vast mountains.

Back then, when Yang Ning was in a depressed family, he was forced to live in a remote town with the young Yang An. Because of food, hunting in the mountains, spending the night in the mountains and forests is a common thing, and jungle life is no longer a thing. The 'Golden Weasel' is the king of spirit beasts, and nature is its vast home. The two of them are a little leisurely in the mountains.

Ten days ago they had found this quiet and quiet place.

For ten days, except for the time when they were healing, they ate and slept like ordinary mortals, and they didn't think about anything else, did nothing, but were dull for many days.

If so, half a month has passed, and the injuries of Yang Ning and the 'Golden Weasel' have healed, not only that, but the mana has been condensed a lot, and the 'Golden Weasel' is faintly about to reach the level of strength in the late stage of the first-level venerable beast; Yang Ning has even reached the peak of the first-level and touched the barrier of the second-level.

Unexpectedly, an injury and a month of ordinary life made their cultivation realm have a good improvement. Of course, some of this is due to the majestic energy that was devoured in the core of the vein, and some of it is stored in the body and has not been completely refined.

"Xiao Jin, now that I have reached the Venerable level, there should no longer be a problem in refining the Venerable Weapon. It just so happened that you captured two good pieces of mineral materials in the mausoleum before, and I plan to use these two pieces of mineral materials to refine a storage ring for you in the next two days, so that you can also be arrogant, haha......"

When he didn't break through the Venerable Realm, Yang Ning was unsuccessful in refining Venerable Weapons every time, but now that he has become Venerable, his confidence has come, and his mind about refining Venerable Weapons has become a little active again.

Hearing Yang Ning's words, the 'Golden Devouring Weasel' instantly seemed a little interested, and the shrunken beast body jumped around Yang Ning, although its devouring ability was very strong, and it could swallow a lot of things at once and store them in its stomach, but it would take a lot of time to refine. It's good when it's okay, but once something happens, it has a big impact on combat power.

Yang Ning's super-large capacity space ring made it covetous, and when it knew that Yang Ning was still a good forger, it was very eager for Yang Ning to refine a storage ring for it.

In the ore veins of Sigu Mountain, they not only obtained a large number of spirit crystals, but also obtained a lot of high-grade mineral materials, which could be used to practice their hands.

After breaking through the Venerable Product, Yang Ning's Mixed Yuan Spiritual Fire has made full progress, and now he can summon the dantian for a long time as he wants, even if he doesn't need to look for the leyline spiritual fire, he can still forge the weapon, but the forging tool takes a little longer.

With the change of Yang Ning's mind, the spiritual fire transformed into a Ding furnace with a high-temperature flame burning at the bottom, and a piece of mineral material was taken out and put into the Ding furnace.

Sure enough, after breaking through the Venerable Product, the small world in the dantian no longer plundered the wonderful energy contained in the mineral materials. Yang Ning's forging technique was skillful, and after three days, the first supreme-level treasure weapon was gradually formed, which was a sword-shaped venerable weapon.

At the moment of formation, the mysterious breath spreads ten zhang square, and the first-class venerable instrument is formed!

"His grandmother's has finally become a forging master!"

Looking at the cold, bright and shining supreme sword in his hand, Yang Ning showed a brisk smile, it has been almost four years, and he has finally made a breakthrough in forging weapons, and he can forge the venerable weapon alone.

At first, the 'Golden Weasel Eater' was quite interested in looking at Yang Ning's forging tool, but when it saw those handprints that dazzled it, it lost its patience and fell asleep on its stomach.

The successful refining of the first venerable artifact aroused Yang Ning's interest, put away this venerable sword, turned his hand and took out another piece of mineral material, and put it into the Ding furnace.

The runes of the first to ninth levels of the venerable, Yang Ning already knew that his current cultivation strength, his spiritual power was stronger than that of the second-level venerable, and he could only burn the runes of the fifth level, and it would be a bit overwhelming to burn the runes of the fifth level.

Of course, Yang Ning also used the combination runes he had pondered, and the level of the refined venerable weapon could barely be raised by two more levels, reaching the level of a high-level venerable weapon, but it was a little enough to refine.

There is no time in the mountains, half a year has passed in a blink of an eye, and one-third of the mineral materials obtained from the four mountain veins have been used by Yang Ning, and more than 30 venerable weapons have been successfully refined, the highest ones are three seventh-level, five sixth-level ones, and the others are from one to five levels.

The 'Golden Devouring Weasel' claws were covered with a silver bracelet, which Yang Ning had refined by burning the combination runes with the empty stone and half of the Thousand Silk Soft Gold, reaching the level of a seventh-level venerable weapon, although the space inside was not as large as the space ring he was wearing, it was also much larger than the space container of the same level, seven hundred zhang.

Half of the spirit crystals obtained by Sigu Mountain were stacked in the bracelet, and Yang Ning didn't give it the mineral materials, and the remaining mineral materials, after he cultivated them, were all good training materials.

In this way, Yang Ning and the others quietly cultivated his forging level in the deep mountains.

Of course, every three or five days during the period, Yang Ning would send an inquiry message on the messenger token to see if any news of Yang An or Ping An could be received.

However, all the messages sent out during this period of time were like stones sinking into the sea, and there was no response, which made Yang Ning very worried.

It's been more than half a year, and the life and death of my son and apprentice are still uncertain!