Ning Baifeng hung the flask back on his waist.

For the kindness of others, he has always had a heart of respect.

Although this man came suddenly, his actions were indeed presumptuous, but whether he really came for drinking, or he was purely chivalrous, he was worthy of Ning Baifeng's good feelings.

The kindness of others cannot be regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs.

Ning Baifeng took off the white python dragon robe on his body, wrapped the long knife into a bag, and then took out a rich and golden robe from the mustard seed bag and put it on his body.

The reason why this is so is that the knife on his back is too restless, exuding his own killing knife intent all the time, the previous man can see at a glance that this is a good knife, not so much to see it, but to perceive it, so he reluctantly used the white python dragon coat to wrap the Puliu long knife to isolate the killing knife intent.

The reason why Ning Baifeng chose to continue to keep this knife, in addition to planning to sell it for a good price, another reason was that the killing knife intent emanating from the long knife on his back was invading his will all the time.

Practicing with a knife on your back and sharpening your sword intent.

Why not.

Touching the golden robe on his body, Ning Baifeng showed a look of remembrance.

When he just left the Green Willow Villa, Zhao Shuo arranged for someone to send the clothes for the ceremony, all of which were this kind of rich and atmospheric clothes, Ning Baifeng was not tall at that time, and the clothes did not fit well on his body, plus he felt that this color was too conspicuous, so he didn't wear it much, and now there are only some clothes left in the mustard seed bag.

Ning Baifeng sighed, conspicuous is conspicuous, it's a big deal to say less.

As it rises, the area within a radius of several miles gradually becomes lively.

Although cultivators are not afraid of day and night, their behavior and habits of sunrise and sunset are still no different from those of ordinary people.

Ning Baifeng took a bite of a dry cake in his hand and walked slowly in this settlement, his eyes dizzying.

The entire settlement has long been occupied by various temporary dwellings, and most of the outer areas are covered with tents, stone nests, and the like, and of course, there are also those who are sleeping outside.

The further you go, the more different the scene becomes.

The noble and gorgeous single-family courtyard, the lotus chariot with beautiful form, the freehand and graceful pleasure boat painting boat, the solemn and rigorous bronze troika, abound, the most conspicuous is a palace near the mountain cliff in the northeast, magnificent, giving people the feeling of just one word, rich and rich.

Ning Baifeng swallowed the last bite of dry cakes with the wine in the pot between the flowers, looked back at the tents in the outer area, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, cultivators still have a distinction between high and low, rich and poor.

These temporary caves staying here, all show the comprehensive strength of their own sect, an immortal sect wants to make a name for itself, in addition to a few earth immortals and immortals in the door to support the façade, the other has to rely on the disciples in the door to operate, there are many appearances, the strength is strong, this sect is naturally easier to be famous, if it is not good at management, even if the disciples of the sect are all earth immortals, it will only become the gateway to the hidden world in the mountains.

During Ning Baifeng's walking, as he walked around, he found a place similar to the temporary Fang City.

A group of strange stones deliberately circled, a small table, a few feet of rags, formed a stall, on which there are all kinds of strange goods, among the strange stones, there are also huge stones hollowed out into shops, there are also houses of the house, although the people who come and go are all cultivators, but it is like a market in a secular town, although there is a sound of bargaining, but there is no sound of selling that falls into the skin.

Walking around this temporary market, Ning Baifeng found a shop to buy some food, and went to a pharmacy dug out of a stone to buy some pills, deliberately or indirectly inquired about some news, just to see, most of the goods sold in the stalls in this temporary market were the things in those large and small ruins in the abyss, mottled and broken, and the good or bad things spelled the eyesight of buyers and sellers.

Ning Baifeng turned around for more than an hour, and after reading the small temporary market, he went straight to the mouth of the canyon.

Just now in the temporary fang market, Ning Baifeng found out from the pharmacy shopkeeper that the reason why so many monks gathered here outside the mouth of the canyon instead of choosing to enter the canyon was because of the sword intent in the canyon, the cold wind sword blade was too strong, and it was difficult for many people who came here to practice it for a long time, even if

If you go far, sometimes you can't hold on, and you will still choose to go back, and then go in to practice the sword after repairing.

Outside, these temporary caves and simple dwellings are either the elders of high-ranking families who sit here to provide logistical assistance, or those who want to come here to seek opportunities.

Ning Baifeng even inquired about whether Dingjian Pavilion had a temporary cave here, and the shopkeeper of the pharmacy didn't say much, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the mouth of the canyon, saying that he had gone there, so it was naturally clear at a glance.

Passing by the temporary caves, after passing through cultivators of different colors, Ning Baifeng finally came to the mouth of the canyon of Tianjian Gorge, and at the same time, he also understood better why the shopkeeper said it was clear at a glance.

In front of the mouth of the canyon, a black stone tablet dozens of zhang high is erected, and a man in Tsing Yi sits on the top.

It must have been Cao Lu who had slashed down the sky streamer with a sword before.

On the left side of the canyon, there are more than ten stone pillars that are several zhang high and like sharp swords, and there are two or three people sitting scattered on them, and the stone pillars are surrounded by hundreds of sharp swords. Since the Ten Thousand Swords Stone Forest dares to call it Ten Thousand Swords, it is naturally not a lie, and the sword array cave in front of him with the sword as a fence is enough to glimpse the whole leopard.

On the right side of the canyon, a white jade platform with a radius of ten zhang is suspended a few feet from the ground, and three giant swords are hovering around the high platform, slowly rotating around the high platform, and in the center of the high platform, there is a woman wearing a water-blue palace dress, her face is misty, and her face is confused.

Ning Baifeng took a closer look, since he could guess where the temporary cave of the Ten Thousand Swords Stone Forest was, then the one who dared to face it must be the Ding Sword Pavilion.

What's more, in addition to these two temporary caves on both sides of the canyon mouth, the nearest cave is all 100 zhang away.

It can be seen that the power of the two major sects is visible.

In front of the black stone monument, many people stood below and looked up.

Although Ning Baifeng was dissatisfied with Wanjian Shilin's practice of forcibly recording the whereabouts of others, he still wanted to see which people had gone the farthest, after all, according to the analysis of that man's words, the farther he went, the better his qualifications.

On the black stone tablet, some tadpole-like names are constantly flashing, mostly at the bottom, dense, like ant nests, unable to distinguish each other. The higher you go, the fewer names you have, and the clearer they are.

These names are not static, but they are really tadpoles, some swimming, some retreating, and some suddenly extinguish like candles.

With each extinguishing a name, the watcher let out a sigh from time to time.

Ning Baifeng looked up along the stone tablet, only to see that a name on the middle leaning on it suddenly went out.

An exclamation immediately erupted from the crowd of onlookers, "Gao Xin is dead!"

Immediately after that, another gloating voice sounded, "Oh, the lack of moon is miserable now, and I finally got out of the sky, and I died here, and I am afraid that the hundred-year hope will be disappointed." ”

"Who said no, I heard that Gao Xin has been taken by the Ten Thousand Swords Stone Forest, and he is ready to send an invitation to the sword sticker. ”

"It's good to be dead, who let him lack the moon to block my immeasurable way!"

All of a sudden, there was a lot of discussion.

Ning Baifeng continued to look up along the stele, and over the dozen or so names in the middle area of the stele, the names on it became more and more rare, only five in total.

The five names, which emitted a faint silver light, became more and more conspicuous on the pitch-black stone tablet.

The disappearance of the name discussion can only cause a momentary discussion, but only the top five names are the focus of almost everyone.

Ning Baifeng listened to the chattering voices around him, and finally understood the man's words, and some people wished that their names would be revealed.

The higher the name on the stele, the more attention it will naturally receive.

It is indeed a great opportunity to make a name for yourself.

After watching carefully for a while, and writing down the five names at random, Ning Baifeng walked towards the canyon behind the stone stele.

When passing through the temporary cave of Dingjian Pavilion, Ning Baifeng stopped.

The woman on the high platform suddenly felt that there was a real gaze on her, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a rich and noble man standing in the middle of the crowd, stopping and staring.

Ning Baifeng looked at the woman and smiled lightly.

Women's slightly

There were doubts, and then the willow eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and he didn't like it.

The Prodigal Son!

Ning Baifeng silently turned around and walked to line up in front of a table on the side of the road.

Since it takes time for the news of the opening of the depths of the abyss to spread, the further back you go, the more people will come here.

The table in front of the mouth of the canyon started with one table and has increased to four tables today, but there are still many people who pay for life talismans.

Although the Ten Thousand Swords Stone Forest forcibly asked people to buy life talismans, it had the meaning of overwhelming people, but it was not considered a black heart, and the life talisman cards similar to the soul lamp were only five folded back money, which was a real conscience price.

Ning Baifeng thought to himself, so many people choose to buy instead of verbal criticism, it is estimated that there is also this reason in it, as for the problem of exposing the name, in fact, in another aspect, there are also certain benefits, after all, the name is displayed on the stele, and the division commander and the same sect who are waiting outside can know where to go according to their names, whether their lives are safe or not, and they can accurately know some information, so that the disciples in the sect will not die, and they are still waiting stupidly outside.

When he arrived at Ning Baifeng, he took out five folded back coins and took a palm-sized stone plaque, which did not have any pattern pendants on it, one side was engraved with a sword, and the other side was blank.

When a person held the stone tablet, he engraved his name on the blank side, and then cut his finger with a carving knife and dripped blood onto the name until the blood was absorbed by the stone tablet and the name turned red, and then he hung the stone tablet around his waist and went to the canyon.

Ning Baifeng naturally did the same, but when he carved the knife, he was a little difficult.

What should be carved.

The man sitting behind the table looked at the rich and noble man in front of the table, his brows furrowed slightly, he had seen too much of this situation, "Friend, the life talisman card can only be engraved and named, and the purpose of dripping blood is this, if the name does not match the blood, the life talisman card will be broken into slag, and the loss is still you." ”

Ning Baifeng glanced at the man, his brows furrowed slightly.

This name is this kind of saying, that is the demon and the spirit, the spirit of the spirit not only detains the demon soul, but also the name of the seal engraved on it.

In the mustard seed bag, the word Yuantai engraved on the natal jade plate of the spirit turtle is the name of the book.

Now the Ten Thousand Swords Stone Forest is using this method on this thing, and if it moves its hands and feet, the consequences will be unimaginable.

The man behind the table, too lazy to explain, raised his hand to send off the guest, "There are still many people waiting behind, if your friend doesn't want to engrave his name, leave quickly, I, Wanjian Shilin, disdain to use these vicious methods." ”

At the end, the man added mockingly, "People must be self-aware." ”

Ning Baifeng's eyes instantly froze, and his palm was forced, and he smashed the life talisman card.

The face of the man behind the table did not change at all, and he still raised his hand to send off the guests, but his eyes moved to the stone tablet in the distance.

Out of the corner of his eye, Ning Baifeng glanced at the figure in green clothes on the stone tablet.

The situation is stronger than the man.

Ning Baifeng secretly took a deep breath, took out five folded back coins, and slapped them on the table.

The man behind the table sneered, took out a stone tablet, and threw it on the table.

Ning Baifeng's face was indifferent, he picked up the life talisman plate and engraved his name to drip blood, hung it on his waist, and turned around to go to the valley.

Just a few steps away, a voice sounded in front of the mouth of the canyon.

"You, stop. ”

At this moment, everyone in front of the canyon was stunned, and then looked at the direction of the voice.

The man in Tsing Yi on the stele had already gotten up and looked condescendingly at the crowd below.

Then everyone followed the gaze of the man in green clothes again and looked at the golden-robed young man with a long white package and a green bamboo tube.

Everyone is confused, what is the situation?

Ning Baifeng was also puzzled, but he clearly knew that it was himself who stopped talking, just because this voice not only sounded in front of the canyon, but also shook into his sea of consciousness and shook his soul.

Ning Baifeng turned around slowly, looked up at the man in Tsing Yi slightly, and said indifferently: "What's the matter?" ”

The man in Tsing Yi said, "Leave the package behind you!"

Ning Baifeng was slightly stunned, then glanced at the package on his back and asked, "If I don't let it go, what if I don't let it go?"

The man in Tsing Yi was expressionless, "Then die!" 2k reading network