Regarding Yang Shengfeng's arrangement, everyone no longer felt that there was anything wrong. I packed my bags and took the team as a unit to move separately.

"Yang Ning, how do you think you have something on your mind?" Yang Zhen and Yang Ning are playmates together, and they can personally feel the changes in Yang Ning: If it was Yang Ning in the past, I am afraid that they would have jumped up excitedly, but the current Yang Ning does not have a trace of the previous taste, it seems to be a little more calm, if it is not for Yang Ning's age, Yang Zhen even feels that there is no difference between Yang Ning and people like Yang Shengfeng. Yang Zhen was puzzled and couldn't help but ask Yang Ning.

"It's okay, maybe it's just that I have experienced life and death, and I have some insights." Yang Ning said lightly, busy packing up the things in his hand.

"If you don't want to say it, don't you say it, pretend to be deep." Yang Zhen felt bored, so he didn't ask any more questions, and his hands began to get busy.

After a while, everyone was cleaned up. Yang Yingfeng led his team members towards the main body of the Qingsong Mountain Range.

"Let's rest here tonight." Yang Yingfeng and his group of eight people left Yang Shengfeng's sight and stopped in a dense forest. On the occasion of separation, Yang Shengfeng gave each of the four captains a space mustard seed bag. Mustard seed bags are the most common thing in the mainland, but because of the incident in Yangjia Village, they are a little unfamiliar with mustard seed bags. The general space mustard bag, there are ten cubic spaces inside, can only accommodate dead things, but it is very practical, the space of the mustard bag is relatively static relative to the outside world, so it can only store some dead things, although it cannot guarantee that the essence of the stored things will not be lost, but it is also a must-have thing for everyone. One of the disadvantages of the mustard bag is that it cannot recognize the owner, as long as it knows how to open the mustard seed bag, anyone can open it. Better than the mustard bag is the space ring, the advantage of the space ring is that it can drip blood to recognize the owner, which has an extra layer of protection than the mustard seed bag.

In this hunt, when Yang Shengfeng completed the grouping, he gave them four teams of four space mustard seed bags, the opening method of the mustard seed bag is very simple, as long as you concentrate your mental power, you can open it, and the same is true for accessing things, therefore, most of the time, the mustard seed bag is suitable for people who have not officially entered the cultivator.

Yang Shengfeng also paid close attention to the movements of the four detachments.

Yang Ning's detachment quickly set up a tent. The sky had gradually darkened, the black night had fallen, and there was a trace of red in the distant sky, as if to say, the day had come, but after a while, even this trace was hidden by the night. It's like a person who has gone away, who can no longer be traced and cannot come back. Not even a trace remains.

In the tent, the candlelight flickered, Yang Yingfeng looked at his team, he also knew that he had a great responsibility, the safety of the four children in the team, and the lives of the whole team, were on his shoulders. Yang Yingfeng glanced at the other seven people, "Yinghui tonight, you are on duty." "Yang Yinghui is Yang Yingfeng's younger brother, Yang Yinghui's strength is almost the same as his own, compared to the other two, Yang Yinghui is more clever, let him keep vigil, in Yang Yingfeng's opinion, it is more reassuring." The rest of the people have a good rest tonight, Yang Zhen, a few of you, during this period of training, your strength is not too much worse than ours, don't be timid when the time comes, we will work together to successfully complete this hunt. "Yang Yingfeng is obviously very suitable to be a team leader, and he can do such details. In a few words, a few people were mobilized, and even in such an environment, they could think of ways to encourage their own people. Yang Shengfeng nodded in the shadows and disappeared into the night.

"Big brother, don't worry." Yang Yinghui nodded in agreement.

"Okay, let's rest." After Yang Yingfeng finished speaking, he arranged for others to rest. Came to Yang Yinghui's side, "Brother, we are now on the edge of a first-order fierce beast, we must be careful tonight." Yang Yingfeng said about the current situation. Well, okay. Yang Yinghui nodded solemnly. I looked into the depths of the Green Pine Mountains. The Green Pine Mountains attract the attention of human beings like an abyss, but they also devour human lives, like a knife, lying across the border of the Western Wilderness.

Yang Ning's heart was like a mirror at the moment, and he couldn't help but remember the Ling Tianduel he had gotten in his mind. Although he has not officially stepped into cultivation, but for Ling Tiandu, Yang Ning is angry, in his previous life, it seems that after getting Ling Tiandu, the crisis has not stopped, although this secret is only known to himself and Split Heaven, but somehow, since the moment when he showed the Tianque Sword to resist the enemy, the danger has not stopped, I remember that he was chased and killed by the Raid Moon Tower, and that time the Raid Moon Tower actually sent an emperor-level killer, you must know that the emperor-level killers are all in the realm of the Nine Realms of the Mountaineering Realm, and their cultivation is the same. And the other party is a killer, so he was unprepared for a while, was attacked by the other party, almost died, in order to survive, he took out the Tianque sword, and fought with the other party, and finally the man was defeated and fled, but since then, he has been subjected to a steady stream of pursuits.

Yang Ning also understood at this moment, I am afraid that this has nothing to do with the Heavenly Dao Sect, Yang Ning had already memorized Ling Tiandu in his previous life, and it was also at the last moment of his death that Ling Chenzi said what he really thought, it was indeed Ling Tiandu, but now, Yang Ning still didn't know what secrets were hidden in this Ling Tiandu, and he actually let a decent leader like the Heavenly Dao Sect, the much-anticipated Seven Sons of the Heavenly Dao, attack and kill him, and even asked the emperor-level master who attacked the Moon Tower to assassinate him at any cost. And Tianque Sword, what secrets are you hiding? Yang Ning thought silently in his heart, but to no avail. Could it really be as Ling Chenzi said that day, it has something to do with shattering the void and breaking through the Lingshan Realm? But when he got Ling Tianduel and Tianque Sword, he didn't have the slightest clue. Yang Ning's heart was like a mess, and he didn't know why. However, Ling Tianduel is a cultivation method, there is no doubt about it, and compared to the method he cultivated in his previous life, Yang Ning's cultivation in this life has also decided to cultivate Ling Tiandu.

Yang Ning made up his mind, but now that he wants to officially enter cultivation, he still has a long way to go. It is obviously not enough to rely on essence and blood every day, how can we speed it up? Yang Ning pondered, his hand tightly gripping the short knife polished by the tusked beast in his arms, Qingsong Mountain? No, my body is too weak at the moment. In the hands of the fierce beast, I am afraid that it will die in a few rounds, and it makes no difference to send it to death. Yang Ning thought hard, but there was no result. But step by step, when will I be able to officially step into cultivation, and when will I be able to avenge myself? Yang Ning instantly felt that God had played a big joke on him.

Yang Ning let out his silent shout. There is a faint roar in the mountain range, which will startle a burst of bird calls, and it is obvious that the green pine mountain range in the dark night is not calm, and it is always in crisis. At this moment, Yang Ning and the others in the tent were already asleep.