"His son is not a thing in the first place, he still treats him as a treasure when he is born, I think it was rumored back then, this guy broke that thing, is it true?"

"Don't talk about these pickled things, I just think, let Steward Fang get a triple spirit treasure for nothing, no wonder I'm not so crazy, maybe I want to use this triple spirit treasure to go to the next level."

"Where can he go, he has deducted contributions and changed tasks in the outer gate, but he has offended many people, and the outer disciples dare not speak out, and in a few years, the sect will be smaller, and maybe there will be outer disciples promoted to the inner door. You'll see how down-and-out he's going to be. ”

"This wicked man, there are always a thousand kinds of retribution falling, a cycle of cause and effect."

“……”

After the main owner left, the crowd gradually dispersed with laughter and laughter.

Zhao Ning propped up the wall and took two steps forward, the shadows in the alley and the veil wrapped, only a pair of eyes were facing the light.

Zhao Ning did not guess wrong, the Fang family's grandfather's revenge was exerted to the limit, that is, to erase the Liang family's qualification to enter the islands near Ansui Island, cut off the intersection between the Liang family, the Fang family, and the Niguang faction, and then privately frantically searched for her whereabouts.

From beginning to end, Zhao Ning saw the situation thoroughly, the grandfather of the Fang family was only in the Jindan realm, this realm was not enough in the entire Pingyang Daze even if Xianzhou was heavy, he was just the power of the Niguang faction, Liang Yi was also in the Jindan realm, but he flattered this Fang steward to the extreme, and it was also for the power of the Niguang faction, but for the Niguang faction, the Fang steward was just a small outer gate steward, not even an outer gate elder.

Fang Heng's death is enough to make Fang Guan go crazy, but it will not make the entire Fang family and the Niguang faction go crazy, not to mention that Fang Heng has created those evils, only that the various families and sects in Pingyang Daze are intertwined, they will maintain fairness and justice on the surface, and restrain Fang Guanshi's behavior, even if Fang Guan secretly kills, the Liang family is not vegetarian when he removes the remaining five Jin Dan of Liang Ji.

The stalemate of several parties, the Liang family could only return to Chongshan in disgrace, and everything started from scratch, and the benefits obtained by sacrificing Liang Xuandi and sacrificing her had to vomit out disgustingly in their mouths.

Zhao Ning walked out of the dark alley, lowered his head and blocked his face, and walked along the root of the wall to the outside of Fang City.

In fact, Zhao Ning knew why Liang Xuandi fell into oblivion, of course, it was not because he was promoted too quickly and his demons were secretly born, the root was no longer Liang Xuandi himself, but his mother.

Liang Ji's wife fell into the spell.

Since Liang Xuandi was unable to break through, this woman has been enduring for ten years, her state of mind is hovering on the verge of collapse, until her husband suddenly steals the pill and forcibly breaks through the golden pill and her cultivation is abolished, her already state of mind has been broken, and wisps of demonic breath have infiltrated from the barrier of knowing the sea, but Liang Xuandi's blockbuster on Ansui Island has not yet had time to realize that she has given birth to demons, so that the mother has not had time to realize that she has given birth to demons, so she happily ran to her powerful child again.

However, the strange nature of the Three Thousand Sitting and Forgetting Avenue was affected by the silent oozing magic breath in the intimate embrace and day and night conversation between the mother and the child.

So, overnight, Liang Xuandi was banned.

Liang Ji's lineage is either abolished or low, where can it be easy to find the changes in Mrs. Liang Ji, but Liang Yi and those Jindan clan elders are enough to find the abnormality, and when Liang Yi pretended to be puzzled and asked about the "Great Power Gives Mysterious Exercises" that day, he said that he secretly understood the Three Thousand Sitting and Forgetting Dao.

However, in this way, Mrs. Liang Ji was still taken to the Liang family's small courtyard.

It was deliberate, Liang Yi did it deliberately.

From the beginning of Liang Xuandi's blockbuster, Liang Yi had already begun to plan quietly, and it was impossible for him to return the sovereignty of the Liang family to Liang Ji.

Zhao Ning didn't know all this, she walked out of Liang Xuandi's room in disappointment that day, and when she was pushed away by Liang Ji's mother, she unconsciously noticed the distortion in her eyes.

She left a letter and only asked Liang Xuandi to leave with Liang Ji and his wife, because Mrs. Liang Ji, and because the Liang family will definitely retaliate against Liang Ji after being expelled back to Chongshan, and the revenge within the Liang family will not just be suppression, it is life and death.

This is Zhao Ning's last return of favor, as for revenge...... Ha...... Liang Ji and Liang Xuandi found out that Mrs. Liang Ji was in pain and feared that they would be found by the Liang family, and of course they were revenge.

The remaining grievances are the hatred between Liang Xuandi and the Liang family, and it has nothing to do with Zhao Ning.

She finally arrived at the dock and looked at the spirit ships swimming in Daze, each spirit ship had a special sign to identify the family, sect, and other forces.

Most of the monks in Pingyang Daze are traveling by spirit boats, because of the wealth, Daze or large or small islands gather a large number of monks, square markets, sects, families, stations, etc., all have formations shrouded, these islands do not want the islands on the ocean to be far apart, most of them are only a few miles away from each other, these formations are not only dense and sometimes crossed, the formations spread hundreds of zhang in the air, which will affect the sword and the clouds.

Zhao Ning didn't dare to go to the ferry, she looked for the fishermen on the edge of the island, most of them did not cultivate, so she used the few spirit stones left on her body to ask the fishermen to take her to the place where mortals gathered.

The fisherman looked at her and didn't think too much about it, the fact that there was something dirty in the realm of cultivating immortals was too normal, so he let Zhao Ning board the canopy boat.

Steward Fang had just left from Yunmi Island, looking at the direction of the disappearance, most of them were going to Ansui Island by Lingzhou, and questioned Liang Yi and his party fiercely, this was the best time to leave.

"Girl, sit still." The fisherman said, "There will be some small fluctuations when leaving the Yunmi Island formation, and it will be a little uncomfortable. ”

"Thank you, uncle." Zhao Ning sat in the canopy boat and replied in a low voice.

"It's fine. The nearest mortal gathering place is at the foot of Yuanming Mountain, and it is a half-day walk away from here. The fisherman was very enthusiastic, and told Zhao Ning what he knew, "There are many people like you who have fled for their lives...... Hey, look at what the old man said, don't mind, the old man just wants to say, it's not a big deal, a while ago, I also sent a woman, when she was carried on the boat, half of her life was gone, I heard that she was locked up in a water prison for half a year, and then she woke up, and smiled, saying that she was very happy to be able to return to Jiuzhou, this girl spoke really strangely. ”

Zhao Ning was silent for a long time before asking, "Did she also go to Yuanming Mountain?" ”

"It's gone." The fisherman suddenly didn't know how to answer, "That girl ran away as soon as she got ashore, and there are still dozens of miles of mountain roads from the foot of Yuanming Mountain." ”

Zhao Ning no longer echoed his words, and the fishermen probably felt bored after talking too much, and quietly ferried the canopy boat to the southeast of the heavy mountain.

There are often small families on the edge of Pingyang Daze coming and going, most of the demon beasts living underwater here are weak, even if there are high-level demon beasts, they are also being wiped out by the merchant ships that come and go, for them mortals, as long as they follow a specific route, they will generally not encounter danger.

When Zhao Ning arrived on the shore, it was almost evening, and the fisherman urged, "Little girl, hurry up and run to Yuanming Mountain, which is the place where the two mountains are in the distance." Get there before it gets dark, otherwise there will be a lot of monsters at night, and it will be dangerous. ”

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand at Zhao Ning, and the bamboo pole supported the bottom of the water, far away from the shore, "Let's go!" ”

Zhao Ning glanced at it twice, didn't hesitate much, just stared at the direction of the sky, Xu is often mortals come and go, the grass and trees here are sparse, and after running for half a mile, he saw a path leading to the direction of the goal.

As I continued to walk along the path, my physical strength gradually became exhausted, but I had only walked more than ten miles, and there were still most of the mountain roads waiting for me.

Zhao Ning gritted his teeth, propped up the trees, and moved forward step by step.

An hour later, the night had fallen, the moon was dark tonight, the stars were shining, the starlight was shining on the road, the soles of Zhaoning's shoes had been worn out, and the soles of her feet were painful, but she didn't dare to stop, there were still a few miles of mountain roads at the foot of Yuanming Mountain pointed out by the fishermen.

But at this moment, Zhao Ning heard a crisp singing, which was transmitted far away in the quiet night.

The inseparable shadow that accompanied her suddenly stopped and stopped following.

Probably because the singing is too melodious and very infectious, Zhao Ning can't help but go in the direction of the sound, and when it gets closer, the singing and the sound of the water.

Two steps further, only to hear a "Who!" ”

Zhao Ning subconsciously went behind the tree, and the owner of the voice was already wrapped in a wet coat, and shouted angrily, "Who, give this girl out, dare to peek at this girl taking a bath?!" ”

Even with such a violent voice, Zhao Ning did not feel the danger and murder.

She moved, and the sound of squirming instantly attracted the woman's attention, and soon several people rushed around, and they had already appeared in front of Zhao Ning, "Come out!" ”

Zhao Ning poked out half of his head, looked at her with one eye a little hesitation, and whispered, "I'm sorry, sister." ”

The woman in front of her was slender and slender than ordinary women, more than seven feet tall, and she was standing with a big grin in her wet coat, opening and closing wide, and Zhao Ning expected this woman's personality for a moment.

The woman listened to the voice, and then bowed down to stare at her, and her irritable attitude dissipated in an instant, "It turned out to be a poor little girl, where did you come from, you didn't ...... in Yuanming Mountain"

"Can my sister take me to the foot of Yuanming Mountain?" Zhao Ning suddenly interrupted her and asked.

This somewhat rude question, the woman didn't react yet, and only subconsciously received, "How do I know you are...... You...... Oops......"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Ning had already fainted.

Zhao Ning can't be a mortal body, one day and one night, into the sea, wet for the night, curled up and hidden, crossed Daze, and walked dozens of miles of mountain roads, without food and water, really unable to support.

Zhao Ning didn't fall asleep for a long time, Zhao Ning woke up in less than two hours, it was dawn at the moment, the sky was the darkest, she opened her eyes, looked at the surrounding environment, it was a simple wooden house, the bed curtain was a little old, there was no candle in the house, it was dark, but Zhao Ning heard a small snoring sound.

She looked in the direction of the sound, and could vaguely see a figure on the bamboo couch, tilting his back and forking his head.

After a moment of silence, Zhao Ning guessed that she was brought back to her own house by the woman bathing in the forest, she looked out from the half-propped hanging window, the house shadows in the dark, it should be a village, there is no ubiquitous sense of coercion of the Xiuxian family, but like the feeling of "mortal dwelling has its own mortal tranquility" as said in the Wanjiang language book, I think it is in the mortal gathering place at the foot of Yuanming Mountain.

"Hmm-I don't want to pick it--bored-" At this moment, the woman heard a dream, and she turned sharply and put her hands and feet on the edge of the back of the bamboo couch.

The look is indecent, but it is casual and free.

Zhao Ning showed a hint of a smile, this was probably the first laugh from the heart after setting off from the heavy mountain.

couldn't sleep, so Zhao Ning leaned back on the bed, and touched the blisters and wounds on the soles of his feet in his shrunken feet, and the slight pain penetrated into the flesh.

The blisters and wounds were very obvious on the white feet, and the pain was also very obvious, in fact, they were nothing, but Zhao Ning had already put away his smile and looked at it blankly.

She killed the immortals guarding her, naturally there will be no immortals who will quietly heal her wounds at night, but do you regret it? No, when the "Immortal" was equal to Fang Heng, she would still do that.

Zhao Ning spread out her hands, her hands were once stained with Fang Heng's blood, she even killed Fang Heng's flesh, without giving Fang Heng's soul a chance to escape or take away others, she directly sent his soul into reincarnation with a green bamboo brocade hairpin.

No one knows how long it will take to return from reincarnation, she only hopes that the new people will be good, gentle, and abyssive, not cruel, violent, and murderous.

A tear came down from the corner of her eye, and was wiped away violently by Zhao Ning, she was not qualified and should not cry.

It was probably a bit louder, the old bed squeaked, and the woman sleeping on the bamboo couch made a confused voice, "Don't make noise—sleep for another half an hour—"

"If you're hungry, go to the kitchen and turn left when you go out."

She rolled over, leaning closer against the back of the bamboo couch.

Zhao Ning paused, probably trying to find something to do for herself, diverting the lingering thoughts in the dark, she put on her shoes and socks and walked out of bed, wrapped a veil around her head and face, walked around in small steps, when passing by the woman, she saw that the woman's posture at the moment was really indecent, because of the closeness and enthusiasm, most of her chest was squeezed out, she avoided her eyes, and whispered "thank you", and then walked out carefully, so that the door was closed.

Before dawn, some kitchens not far away were already busy, and the smell of fragrance could be faintly smelled; In the distance, there is an old woman's rickety figure leaving with a straw basket on her back; There was a faint light of oil lamps in the courtyard far away, and someone was boxing and practicing martial arts.

When Zhao Ning found the kitchen of the woman's house, he didn't store much food, and he didn't dare to touch the fine materials of wheat flour, so he only picked up firewood and prepared to cook white porridge.

The indifference of the vast majority of the Liang family made Zhao Ning understand that it was impossible for her to stay in the Liang family for a lifetime, so she also secretly watched these things and learned them silently.

The sound of the firewood burning crackled, and the white porridge on the stove was slowly boiling, and she sat in front of the firewood mouth and watched the fire silently.

With a shadow as he had been with for the past sixteen years, he stood outside the window, his figure blurred, looking at Zhao Ning's shrunken body, seeing that the fire could not illuminate the light in her eyes, and watching her stand on tiptoe because of the blisters and pain on the soles of her feet......

Zhao Ning fell asleep again unconsciously, she had a confused consciousness, as if she was sinking into a dream, as if a big hand was wrapping her feet, and a cool aura was under her feet.

Until the gurgling sound in the pot suddenly woke her up, she hurried to the stove, lifted the lid of the pot, and filled a bowl of white porridge.

She sat back in her position, carefully holding the bowl, pulling the veil open and blowing the heat on it.

But the movement froze at this moment, she looked down with her eyes, her feet pressed flat on the ground, resisting, but she didn't feel the slightest pain.

She even tried to press the soles of her feet, and there was no feeling of blisters squeezing, no pain from wound compression, as if she was in an ordinary injury-free state.

For...... Why, will it recover overnight?

Her fingertips trembled, but her body stiffened to look around.

"Whew—I slept so comfortably this night—" A female voice outside yawned and walked in, still stretching her waist, and pushed open the kitchen door, her nose shrugging, "It's so fragrant, and ...... Hey, little girl, be careful, the porridge is going to be spilled. ”

Zhao Ning woke up in time, his fingertips steady, and subconsciously took a sip.

Only then did she notice that the woman was staring at her, and condensed, "There is still something in the pot, I only cooked white porridge." ”

"It's fine." The woman didn't care, she walked in with a big grin, fortunately the clothes had been tidied up, she lifted the lid of the pot by herself, and took a deep breath, "Ah, the fragrance of porridge, I'm hungry." But it's a bit bland. ”

She glanced back and forth, then turned and went to the other corner, and threw aside the hay on the other side, and opened the entrance to the cellar, and even if she did not enter, the smell of meat overflowed, and she quickly slipped out a large piece of dried meat, kicked it against the cellar door, and threw it on the stove.

"Little girl, some dried meat with porridge?"

Zhao Ning was shocked and hurriedly shook his head.

"The little girl doesn't practice, how can she give up the fun of big fish and big meat, forget it." The woman turned around and chopped the dried meat.

Zhao Ning retracted his gaze and took a sip of white porridge, but his eyes always glanced at his feet unconsciously.

Xu is movements were too frequent, and when the woman sat on the stool with a pile of white porridge full of dried meat slices and ate most of it, she saw it several times.

He said unconcernedly, "You're on good feet." ”

Zhao Ning paused, raised her eyes to look at the woman, she said very casually, "Before moving you back, I asked Grandma Wu for a bowl of wound dissipation, any skin and flesh wounds can be cured, although it is not as good as the cultivators' elixir, the speed is slower, but it is also the magic medicine in our village." ”

So, a trace of thought that had just jumped up was cut off, and she even subconsciously retracted her feet, and then looked up and smiled and thanked her again.

"If there is anything for Zhao Ning to serve, Zhao Ning will definitely do it."