"You little girl......" the old woman smiled, full of pleasure, and gently stroked her hair with doting.

"Master......" Qin Ningyi was a little shy, and a pair of jade hands kept swinging the old woman's arms.

And behind Qin Ningyi, a tall body, like the god of war falling from the Nine Heavens, is full of heroism and domineering, and at every turn, it looks like the world can go.

It was Yang Zhen who rushed into the forbidden land more than a year ago because he was not worried about Qin Ningyi, and still ignored the advice of his master.

"Senior brother." Yang Zhen came to the disciple who had been scolded by the old woman and saluted respectfully. After more than a year, seeing the outside world again, Yang Zhen felt like a world away.

"Well, it's good to come out, it's good to be able to come out......" Senior brother was relieved, and he also knew something about the forbidden land of the Fog Hidden Gate, and the dangers in it could be big or small, but being able to come out of the forbidden land had already proved that Yang Zhen had gained a lot in a year.

You must know that this forbidden place has buried many young men from the Fog Hidden Sect, even he, who is a senior brother, has no chance to explore it because of his talent, and his junior brother is now coming out safely, and he is happy to be a senior brother from the bottom of his heart.

"Ning Yi, what realm are you in now?" The old woman found that Qin Ningyi's aura was restrained, and she couldn't feel the fluctuation of spiritual power at all, it was completely like a pool of soft water, without any waves at all, and she couldn't help but be shocked.

"Master, there is only one step left to enter the mountain building realm." Qin Ningyi looked around and did not hide it, but at the same time, when looking at Yang Zhen, there was a tenderness in it.

"Little Nizi, are you okay?" A senior sister, with a sneaky glance with her eyes, saw Qin Ningyi's true feelings, and couldn't help but be a little frustrated, a canglan domineering body like Yang Zhen is a little inexplicably attractive to women, but seeing that Qin Ningyi has revealed her true feelings, it is not good to compete with her junior sister.

"Senior sister, it's okay." Qin Ning spread her dress and dress, like a goddess of the Nine Heavens, her hair dancing in the wind, with a faint fragrance.

"Okay, Dabi is coming, and the two of you are candidates to participate in Dabi, so it's better to prepare early." Senior Brother Yang Zhen pointed to the front mountain, indicating that it must be very lively there today.

"Yes, Ningyi, you have to prepare well and strive for a good ranking." That senior sister is wearing a green dress, and she is also a beautiful Yiren.

"Senior sister, I will." Qin Ning looked sideways and looked at her sweetheart.

There is no mention of what they have seen in the forbidden land, and the people who are waiting for the two of them to get out of the customs here seem to have a tacit understanding, but they are not mentioned.

But from Qin Ningyi's shyness, they and their group could already guess a rough idea.

The tyrant is matched with a beauty, no one can say it, even Qin Ningyi's master and concubine have acquiesced to this fate.

Although Yang Zhen looked very arrogant, his heart was as careful as a hair in Qin Ningyi's body, and when he saw that the old woman didn't say anything, his nervous heart instantly relaxed.

The group walked towards the front mountain, and suddenly the old woman turned back.

"Ning Yi, this kid didn't do anything to you, right?" The old woman's face seemed to be asking, but it was full of doting.

"Huh?" Qin Ningyi was shy for a while, and was a little caught off guard by her master's sudden question, so she could only subconsciously answer: "Master, no......"

"Well, that's good......" The old woman seemed to be relieved, came to Yang Zhen, and said: "Stinky boy, treat Ning Yi well, if you let me know what you are sorry for her, you will definitely not be pleased, hum!" After speaking, the old woman didn't wait for Yang Zhen's reaction, and walked directly to the front, leaving Yang Zhen's back.

Yang Zhen stared at the old woman's back and said softly: "Uncle Shi, don't worry, I will love Ning for the rest of my life." It was like an oath that determined Yang Zhen's heart, and at the same time, it also made the senior sister beside Qin Ningyi lose his mind for a while.

The group gradually moved away and disappeared into the back mountain.

In the main hall of the Fog Hidden Sect, it is a little dignified at the moment, and a pair of eyes are waiting for the head of the Fog Hidden Gate to speak, about the Yin Wind Valley, it is really too relevant to be easily decided.

"This time Yin Feng Valley is in the world, it will definitely set off a bloody storm, I don't have any grandiose words, I can only say one word, and I encourage you." The head of the sect is neither humble nor arrogant, but he also does not lose the demeanor of the leader of the five factions.

"Yin Wind Valley, ah......" The master sighed, recalling the bloody rain more than sixty years ago, which was full of blood and stained the entire area of Surabaya.

Soon, the main hall fell silent, not knowing what the final decision was, but from this moment on, the five factions seemed to have reached a consensus, and they were united in the matter of Yin Wind Valley. As for the little ninety-nine in everyone's heart, it is unknown and difficult to understand.

On the way to the sky, more than 20 figures are forging ahead, stepping on the bluestone slab, and the speed is also beginning to slow down.

Some people are slow, then in comparison, there must be fast people, Ting Yixiao took the lead, and he had already come to the fifty-fourth floor, but at this time, there were beads of sweat oozing from his forehead. As far as he is concerned, the 9981 mountaineering trails are not simple.

The mountaineering road, taken from the meaning of mountaineering, tempers the mind, and is also an expectation of these many forces, hoping that someone can break through the mountaineering realm, but how difficult the mountaineering realm is, for thousands of years, this Surabaya area, who can break through this shackle.

The mountaineering road, from now on, is only for the purpose of refining the heart, and it has more or less carried the expectations of countless people, and it will last forever alone, lying in front of the mountain.

Yang Ning and Yang Pi don't seem to be in a hurry for this mountaineering road, the two pairs of steps are still steady, walking on the bluestone steps, not fast or slow, from the beginning to the present, it is still the same speed, staying at the back.

A sword and a sword, two momentums, gradually germinated, getting stronger and stronger.

"Brother Pizi, for more than a year, I can't imagine that I am extraordinary......" Yang Ning praised, for Yang Pi's obsession, after the collapse of the Qushan tribe, Yang Ning had worried, worried that Yang Pi would disappear because of his obsession, and he was repairing knives at that time, but now it seems that Yang Pi did not give up, but got through this bumpy time, faced difficulties, and embarked on the road of swordsmen again.

"Thanks to my elder of the Ancient Sword Tower." Yang Pi's knife bones gradually became and already had the demeanor of everyone, and the silver moon scimitar was replaced by a jet-black ink knife at the moment, and began to embark on the road of growth as a knife man. At the same time, he also understood the meaning of Yang Ning and informed the reason.

"The bones of the knife are gradually formed, and Brother Pizi will definitely be able to ascend to the nine heavens in the future." The induction of the sword is the most wonderful, so that Yang Ning has to be proud of Yang Pi.

"Why don't we have a fight?" Yang Pi said, taking another step under his feet, he had already reached the top of the fortieth steps.

Not to be outdone, Yang Ning looked at Yang Pi, stepped up, and came to the fortieth step, and said, "Since Brother Pizi is interested, let's have a small competition." ”

For the mountaineering road, Yang Ning has only been once, that is, the 7749-step mountaineering road of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, although it is not as grand as the Fog Hidden Gate, but because of the Sword Sect, it is more single than here.

The mountaineering path of the Northern Xuanjian Sect can be called a pure red dust heart refining path, while this Fog Hidden Gate is a little more complicated.

However, as they gradually ascended, everyone also felt more and more pressure, and at this moment, they could already feel that there was a faint tendency of worship between their legs.

The mountaineering road has nothing to do with cultivation, the most is the test of the realm, and more attention is paid to the foundation, which can temper a person's foundation.

This is also the reason why only Mountain Viewing Realm cultivators will use the mountaineering path to ascend the mountain, and the Mountain Building Realm powerhouse does not need it.

"You're so interested, count me in." The wind flew out of the dust, and between the stillness and movement, there was a flame rising, like a flame king.

"It's okay, Brother Feng can also use this mountaineering path to completely ignite the divine fire, temper his body, and prepare for entering the mountain-building realm in the future." Yang Ning was familiar with the realm of Feng Feiyang at the moment, and pointed out the direction of his cultivation.

Feng Feiyang nodded, but he stepped out of the bluestone steps first.

"What a fluttering wind is flying, and it is a trick?" Yang Ning quickly caught up, and there were bursts of patterns flashing under his feet, stepping on the bluestone steps, sonorous and powerful, and snatching.

"I'm also going to catch up......" Yang Pi was as angry as a knife, shaped like electricity, and swept away quickly.

And on the fifty-fourth floor, Ting Yixiao seemed to see the competition between the three people at the lowest end, and he disdained it, and when he retracted his gaze, he saw that Qiu Beilan had come to the top of the fiftieth floor, and stepped out again.

Qiu Beilan ranked second at this time, although there was fragrant sweat, it could be regarded as relaxed, with a smile and a smile, a strong fragrance, exuding temptation, making people intoxicated.

And not far behind Qiu Beilan, the tooth repair is dressed in plain clothes, the treasure is solemn, and occasionally there is a divine light shooting, and he has experienced an extraordinary process, unhurried, and continues to catch up.

This is a lay ascetic, who speaks very little, but has the qualifications of a Buddha and is mysterious.

As a senior brother, Xiu Yi is naturally extraordinary, wearing a robe, and the golden light flows. When the rosary turns, you can hear the truth of the true Buddha, as if chanting, and there are scriptures that jump out.

A fearless knife bone, a knife man who only respects his own heart, the knife slaughter is not outstanding compared to these few, but that ink knife, as if it weighs more than the mountains, every foot falls, as if the entire mountain road is trembling, no matter how his momentum changes, an ink knife bears it alone, as if any power between heaven and earth can not bless his body.

"Haha......" The wind is flying and high-spirited, and his white clothes are like snow, although he is not a participant of the Northern Xuanjian Sect, but his cultivation is terrifying to the world, coupled with his dusty temperament, he has a unique attraction, which makes people unforgettable for a long time.

Feng Xing'er followed closely together, Hongchen was happy, and they were already connected by mind and body, as if the general trend of heaven and earth could not prevent the two from separating.

"Happy." Yang Pi is also fast, in the blink of an eye, he has come to the fiftieth floor, like a natural knife, swaying freely, indulging in the knife, a pair of eyes, vast as the sea, vast and boundless.

Yang Ning pondered in his heart, maybe this Pizi brother even looked away from himself, because if this continues, Yang Pi can definitely stand at the pinnacle of the world, the real proud sky.

Yang Ning's sword intent was faster, and a perfect sword intent, with Yang Ning's charge, was like a meteor in the sky, the rainbow light flashed, and he chased after it.

"These three people ......" There is a kind of heat in the eyes of Xiu Yi, it is a kind of fanaticism that has met opponents for a long time, although the cultivation of Buddhism, the six roots are pure, but the psychology of the genius who is eager to fight is constantly rising.

Ting Yixiao didn't look back, he didn't care about the pair of swords behind him, the target fell at the end of the hiking road, where there was only white fog around, but Ting Yixiao seemed to be able to transmit the white fog and chase straight to the source.

Because only there is oneself worthy.

In his eyes, the firm will not change.

Although the Demon Sect does not have a good reputation, Ting Yixiao's heart to pursue the peak of the Great Dao does not need a good reputation.

"This big competition, I will definitely be able to take down that person." There was a smile on the corner of Ting's mouth, very evil, full of yearning, and had his own goals.