Since the last transaction, the young man of the Huang family in Jiuqu Lane has also come to the bookstore several times in the past month, with the purpose of discussing with Ning Wuxin to leave the town together, but as a result, they all ate the closed door, and Ning Wuxin didn't even see him.

The two of them are not all the way after all, the young man helped her create the opportunity to kill Ning's wife, and got two pieces of "amnesty" from her in exchange for the wooden sword box, this transaction, he profited so much, I am afraid that his Huang clan sent thousands of years of vitality to that battlefield, and the battle medals piled up with corpses could not be earned.

As long as he, Huang Yu'an, guards that mouth, Ning Wuxin will not trouble him, if he can't think of it, he wants to kill himself, she won't stop it, she is still quite interested in the Huang family's holy relics that have been passed down to this day, it doesn't matter if it doesn't match her own way, it is not difficult to exchange it for an original volume of the Heavenly Rank Dao Sutra, or a superb spiritual treasure suitable for herself, or even a low-grade Dao weapon.

But Ning Wuxin believes one thing: the people of the small town have been in the camp for thousands of years (imaginary fingers), and their brains will never be as simple as those of monks from the outside world, especially if they have been cultivated since childhood, as a person who shoulders the heavy responsibility of the rise of a lineage, he has too many scruples, he Huang Yu'an is not worried about Ning Wuxin exposing his origins, exposing the rarity of the holy relic of his Huang family, so he asked God to worship the Buddha, how dare he take the initiative to find her trouble?

The relationship between them is not complicated, but simple can be, in short, even if they have evil thoughts, they still need to cast a rat bogey.

The young man came a few times, and finally probably knew that he couldn't impress Ning Wuxin, so he gave up.

Dejected.

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The evening before leaving the town, Ning Wuxin had finished his cultivation an hour early.

After bathing and changing clothes, after combing the fatigue of muscles and bones, he took the initiative to make tea, and when the aroma was overflowing, the old man sat down opposite Ning Wuxin with the fragrance of tea, and asked with a smile: "What, you are going to leave the town, and you finally know how to honor your predecessors?"

In the twilight, the girl looked at the old man with a smile, and was kind, but after returning to the path, Ning Wuxin's perception of danger became clear a little bit, this is just that the old man has restrained the coercion belonging to the Lingtai monk, otherwise, even if it leaks a little, she is afraid that she will be prostrate on the ground, bleeding from the seven orifices, where did it come from so leisurely.

What's more, the old man's kindness is just an appearance after all, and she is not an innocent girl who can't figure things out.

As a result, Ning Wuxin smiled, didn't say anything before pouring the tea, poured the tea, handed it to the old man, and then dismantled the stage: "Generous to others to use filial piety, the younger generation is in front of the seniors, is this kind of people?"

The old man smiled, and no longer turned around on this topic, and said: "I'm going to leave tomorrow, everything is ready?, but what do you need the old man to help you do?" Obviously, the purpose of this Hongmen tea banquet that the old man Qingning unintentionally put is not taboo, since the transaction with the girl has reached this point, and then do more things for her that do not involve interests and do it conveniently, he will not be bored, in the end, it is harmless, and he also wants to take advantage of this, and let the girl accept him a little more affection, and take care of Fu Li a little.

It is true that he actually feels that most of his little granddaughter's heart does not need to be taken care of, but as a family member, he can't help but have to pay more attention to one or two points, otherwise, the deep guilt in his heart will not know when it will dissipate.

And Ning Wuxin also knew this very well, yes, since the old man took the initiative to speak, she didn't plan to hide it, took out two storage rings from her pocket, and said with a smile: "I just want to trouble the old man and erase the divine sense marks left in these two storage rings for me." "Although Lu Qingshan and Liu Chongtai are dead, the divine consciousness in the storage ring will not collapse in an instant because of this, and if they want to collapse on their own, it will be at least thirty or fifty years later, and even if only a part of it is left, it is left by the late stage of foundation building and the Great Perfection, not something that Ning Wuxin, who has not yet opened the sea of knowledge, can shake it, for the sake of today, only Old Man Fu can help her.

The net worth of the two foundation building monks is naturally only a drop in the bucket compared to the god monks, but they are the first pot of gold since Ning Wuxin was reborn.

After exploring the "Ancient Sword Cultivation Cave Mansion", whether she can raise her physical body to the second realm or even the third realm of martial arts will largely depend on this "first pot of gold", which can be said to be the capital of her promotion.

These two storage rings fell into Ning Wuxin's hands before their divine sense was dispersed, and they were not considered the "private property" of the town, and they could be taken away at will, but unfortunately, before Mrs. Ning died, she was probably calculated by the "enemy of the Great Dao" behind the arranger, and took away her net worth, otherwise, it would be easy for her to temper the martial arts, or the third realm of the Great Dao of Refining Body.

Of course, it's a pity that she didn't get it, but it's definitely a blessing rather than a curse, one, this is the reason why she was able to win that battle was far easier than she imagined, and second, the backhand that a Lingtai Realm monk might leave behind is definitely not something she can deal with right now.

There is a fixed number of drinks and pecks.

In addition to these two, Ning Wuxin also placed the spirit weapon dagger on it, which was considered incidental.

As a result, the old man glared and said, "You set me a table for the Hongmen tea banquet, just for this big sesame thing?"

Obviously, I was a little angry, this is not just a small test? It's just a knife to cut an ant's leg.

Although the old man was dissatisfied, he still flicked his sleeves, erased the two storage rings and the residual divine consciousness on the spiritual weapon, and at the same time asked the girl to take the wooden sword box and the seven-inch immortal wood.

Then the cigarette stick in his hand was a little bit of these two spiritual objects, and the two ancient runes were stripped away, and when the wooden sword box and the seven-inch immortal wood had nothing to do with the town, they completely became Ning Wuxin's bag, and the smile on the girl's face suddenly became a point or two, and she thanked the old man.

When the old man saw this, he immediately sighed and said, "The old bottom that I have saved over the years has made a wedding dress for your little girl......"

But it only ushered in a sneer from the girl - if you can believe your words, there will be ghosts.

As for the "wine bag", it is an opportunity to consume amnesty tokens, waiting for the moment to get out of the town, it will be consumed by itself, and at the same time, the old man smiled faintly and warned the girl not to try to take away what should not be brought, otherwise, he will not be able to save it.

Ning Wuxin knew this very well, of course she would not kill herself, she was full of food, but she still thanked the old man for reminding her.

After that, Ning Wuxin didn't care that the old man was still on his side, after all, with the old man's cultivation as a means, he could understand everything in the ring with a random sweep, and there was nothing to hide in it, so he took care of the first pot of gold.

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