The coachman's muffled voice came, Han Lei got up slightly, a tentative look appeared in his eyes, and said to the door: "I don't know what the seniors call them?"

The coachman's hearty laughter came, and he said, "The young man is very polite, and his surname is Yang, just call me Lao Yang." ”

Hearing this, Han Lei frowned, and at the same time, there was a hint of caution in his eyes.

At this time, the speed of the carriage was not slow, there was no doubt that the noise outside the carriage was extremely loud, and Han Lei's weak voice had to be heard clearly even if it was inside the carriage.

So how could Lao Yang outside the carriage hear what Han Lei said?

Judging from the perception of Han Lei and the others, this old Yang's cultivation was not even a first order, and the aura of Tianyuan in his body was extremely weak. How could a person with almost no cultivation still hear the weak sound in the carriage when the noise was so loud?

On the two continents, in addition to those cultivators who have pursued the path of the strong all their lives, there are many people whose cultivation is almost zero, and these people account for almost two-thirds of the continent's population!

In fact, there were extremely poor talents among them, and there were also good talents, but it was only because the Tian Yuan level was too low that they finally gave up cultivation and chose to become an ordinary person.

In Han Lei's previous opinion, Lao Yang was like this.

Sure enough, Minghua immediately sensed that something was wrong, and his eyes changed and he was about to get up.

Han Lei immediately coughed lightly and shook his head at the other party.

Seeing this, Minghua was stunned for a moment, but he didn't insist, just looked outside the carriage with a little hostility in his eyes.

There was no movement in the carriage for a long time, and Lao Yang outside glanced back without a trace, with a smile on his face.

After a while, Lao Yang said loudly: "It doesn't look like the two of you are locals, what do you call them?"

"Han Ming! he's Yehua!"

There was no sound outside the carriage suddenly, Han Lei lay down when he saw this, thought for a while, and asked, "What do you mean by what you just said?"

Lao Yang said: "It's not interesting, it's just that it's not easy for you to cultivate, and I just want to help you." ”

"How do you know?"

"Hehe, although I don't have the strength of you, but in the same way, you don't have the insight of mine. Believe me, Xiao Ming, my old Yang is a loyal person!"

Hearing what Lao Yang called himself, Han Lei didn't care, but took a deep breath after pondering and slowly got up.

"Do you still have the energy to meditate now?" Minghua, who was sitting cross-legged at the other end, opened his eyes and asked with a frown.

Han Lei said: "Try it." As he spoke, he exhaled slowly, closed his eyes and entered meditation.

Minghua glanced in the direction outside, his eyes changed slightly, and he continued to cultivate.

Lao Yang's voice came again, "Xiao Ming, remember to thank me when you're done!"

The day passed quickly, and when night fell, the horses finally couldn't resist the fatigue and did not want to continue galloping.

In desperation, the three of them had to find a post station, and under Lao Yang's careful selection, three more robust horses galloped away with them again.

"How?"

Feeling the bump of the carriage again, Minghua sat cross-legged on the bed and asked Han Lei, who had just sat down opposite.

Han Lei nodded, glanced at the direction outside the car, and said, "It's much better than before, and my mental strength has recovered a little." ”

"Spiritual power?" Minghua was stunned, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

Han Lei nodded and said, "Yes, I didn't expect that my spiritual power could be recovered by meditation, but at the end of the day, it was true, although it was only a small part of the recovery, but it was extremely difficult." ”

Hearing this, Minghua frowned and looked outside the carriage, with a look of doubt in his eyes.

Han Lei also looked over, and after a while, he said, "Okay, let's cultivate." After speaking, he closed his eyes and entered a meditative state.

He had a hunch that when he was fully recovered, he would definitely gain something.

The conversation in the carriage reached Lao Yang's ears word for word, and Lao Yang smiled lightly and rode his horse away.

...

Kangfu, Wanwon.

"Sister, you said that the Tree of Life doesn't work for Daddy, did they do it on purpose?"

Kang Wan lay on her side on the bed, hugged Kang Ling, and asked in a low voice.

When Kang Wansheng took Tong Wanxuan and others to Wanyuan during the day, ready to let them feel the feeling of soaring strength, an accident suddenly happened.

Not only did Tong Wanxuan and the others not improve their cultivation speed, but even Kang Wansheng did the same.

This couldn't help but make the latter feel extremely embarrassed, but fortunately, Tong Wanxuan and others didn't have much expectations, so they didn't end the show.

Not only that, but so do others.

It was as if the Tree of Life and the forces of nature in both chambers had lost their effect on everyone in an instant.

But except for the Kang sisters!

At the end of the day, even though the two of them were not cultivating, they could still feel that the Yuan Force in their bodies was increasing at a speed that was not slow.

It's not like in the morning, but it's at least a few times faster than when they meditate.

Even Kang Wan conservatively estimated that without cultivating, within a month, he would definitely successfully break through to the Yuan Spirit level!

Suddenly hearing that name, Kang Ling's eyes moved, and said, "Maybe." ”

Kang Wan half-got up, looked at the melancholy on Kang Lingqiao's face, and said, "Sister, are you still thinking about him?"

The latter was stunned, and did not deny it, but asked rhetorically: "Don't you want to?"

Kang Wan was stunned for a moment, then gritted her teeth, leaned on Kang Ling's body, and said, "I want to, but what can I do?"

Immediately after, Kang Wan suddenly screamed, hurriedly sat up, and said, "Sister, we can chase after us! His departure from us does not mean that we have to leave him!"

It can be seen that there is unconcealable joy and expectation in her eyes.

Kang Ling was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes burst into bright colors, but then his expression dimmed again, Kang Ling sighed and said, "I didn't think about it, but with his stubborn temper, will he allow us to stay?"

Kang Wan said: "Sister, you didn't think so much about it before, and indecision is not your character." Feet grow on us, so naturally we can go wherever we want, what does it matter to him?"

"Do you know where he went?" Kang Ling asked, with a hint of hesitation flashing in her beautiful eyes.

"He said it, Sunset Forest!" Seeing that Kang Ling's tone had softened, Kang Wan immediately replied.

Hearing this, Kang Ling bit her red lip, sighed after thinking for a long time, and said, "I think, it's still not suitable, right?"

"Sister, this is not your style!" Kang Wan's pretty face appeared dissatisfied, and she pouted.

Seeing this, Kang Ling turned her gaze away, and after a long time, a touch of resoluteness suddenly flashed on her face, and she suddenly got up and looked at Kang Wan, and said word by word: "Leave tomorrow morning!"

Sure enough, Kang Ling acted resolutely. Just before the sun rose the next day, two shadows swept out of the courtyard and went straight out of Kangfu, without alarming anyone.

What the two didn't know was that not long after they left, a swaying figure near Kangfu who had just come out of the restaurant followed them far behind.

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