That night, the rain was still heavy, and with the gray sky and lead-like clouds piled up in mid-air, accompanied by a howling cold wind, it seemed that the rain was not yet going to fall.

The roads are muddy, and there are many mountain roads, vines are growing together, and it is difficult to see at night, and if you are not careful, you will slip and fall, and you may kowtow and break the bloodstream.

The night was no different from the day for Qiao Chen'an, but Ning Caichen on his side was just an ordinary person, and after rushing for half a day, his body was already exhausted, so he had to find a nearby cave as a temporary resting place.

The two of them put down their luggage, already soaking wet, looking through the rain curtain, the world was shrouded in darkness, and all they could hear was the sound of rain falling, and the leaves of the forest shook and crackled.

A gust of cold wind blew into the cave, Ning Caichen sneezed fiercely, his body kept shaking because of the cold, and hurriedly took out two flints from his bag, and found some hay and dry wood in the cave, and then a bonfire was raised.

The bright flames danced gently, dispelling a little chill, but it was better than nothing.

He took off his soaked coat, baked it on the fire, turned his head to look at Qiao Chen'an on the side, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect it to rain so heavily when I was leaving, but Brother Qiao was tired." ”

Qiao Chenan smiled slightly, waved his hand and said, "It's out of the way." ”

He also took off his coat, although he could use his spiritual power to dry, but for the time being, he didn't want to reveal that he was a cultivator in front of Ning Caichen.

He suddenly remembered something and asked with a smile, "I wonder if Brother Caichen has any plans to take a concubine?"

When Ning Caichen heard this, he immediately said: "I have no two colors in my life, how can I take a concubine!"

Qiao Chen'an saw that he had a serious look, not like a fake, he couldn't help but shake his head and smile, leaned on the stone wall behind him, but Ning Caichen took out some dry food, ate a few bites casually, and then confessed and fell asleep.

After Qiao Chen'an saw that he was asleep, he sat up, looking into the distance, as if he wanted to see the scene in the distance through the night, was there a woman named Nie Xiaoqian waiting for the man named Ning Caichen beside him on the road ahead?

After thinking for a moment, he shook his head, threw away the distracting thoughts in his heart, and the spiritual power on his body was spurted, and he immediately steamed his clothes dry, and began to close his eyes and meditate.

With the first experience of successfully manipulating soul power and spiritual power, he once again performed the exercises much more smoothly and faster than before, and soon gathered at the position of the Jizhong acupoint, and under his mental insight, there was a black wall in front of him that blocked the way forward.

He knew that it was the cave wall, and only after breaking through it could it be possible to refine the eighteen mouths of turbid qi contained in the middle dantian.

However, this time, Qiao Chen'an was not in a hurry, but once again manipulated a new force to come to the cave wall, so several times, when that force gradually grew, it turned into a wave of spiritual power and slapped towards the cave wall!

Rumble!

There seemed to be a thunderbolt in the void that exploded in Qiao Chen'an's ears, his eyes were dark, his body shook, and he almost couldn't meditate, but his consciousness had entered a new space.

Looking around, there was a chaotic and misty color in front of him, as if when the heaven and the earth were not divided, there were gray-black cloud-like objects everywhere, his consciousness was wrapped in the little power left in this strange space, and he didn't know how long he had been drifting, suddenly the chaos was surging, the clouds were like waves, and an inky black air flow was like a swimming fish shuttling in the chaos.

Qiao Chen knew that it must be one of the eighteen clouds of turbidity, and with a thought, he hurriedly manipulated his soul power and spiritual power to pounce on it, sticking tightly to that turbidity qi, wanting to refine it.

Bang!

That turbid qi seemed to have a feeling, like an angry dragon rampage in the chaotic space, and it directly dispersed the two forces, and even Qiao Chen'an's consciousness was forced to squeeze out of this space, and the cave wall closed again.

In the cave, Qiao Chenan opened his eyes, subconsciously touched his chest, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, although the process was difficult, he finally saw the hope of condensing Jinhua.

There was nothing to say all night, and at the beginning of the second day, Ning Caichen woke up, and the two continued to hurry, in fact, with Qiao Chen'an's cultivation at this time, the flying of the sword was no longer a luxury, but in order to avoid being too shocking and scaring Ning Caichen, he had to slowly accompany him to the south by land.

After a few days, even he felt a little dusty, passing through many villages along the way, but it was not as rich as he imagined, but a little dilapidated, which was very different from what he imagined.

It is said that Daxia is in a peaceful and prosperous era, and the national strength is strong, but as you can see along the way, there are many broken walls and ruined courtyards, where is there a little bit of prosperity?

Three days later, Qiao Chen'an brushed away a waist-deep weed on the side of the road, only to see a broken stone stele, the upper half of which was missing, only half of it was left, but it had also been eroded by wind and rain, and there was only one word "county".

Qiao Chenan turned his head to look at Ning Caichen and asked, "Brother Caichen, do you know where this is the realm?"

Ning Caichen shook his head, "I have been studying at home since I was a child, and I have never traveled far away, so I only know about a dozen villages nearby. ”

Qiao Chenan couldn't help but smile bitterly, okay, it is also a vain question to ask this one, the two walked for a while, and finally met a man who was farming in the field, Ning Caichen stepped forward and asked, "This big brother, where is the boundary here?"

The man looked back and forth at the two of them for a moment, his eyes paused for a moment on the bamboo stick behind him, and without replying, he suddenly pulled out a cold steel knife from his waist and slashed at the two of them.

Ning Caichen's face changed, and he exclaimed, "You...... Who are you!?"

The man sneered: "Grandpa's name will naturally be known when you go to hell!"

There was a hint of cruelty on his face, as if he had seen the fate of Ning Caichen's body being separated, at this time, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and subconsciously let go of his palm, the long knife had been snatched away by Qiao Chen'an, and in the next moment, the blade had reached his neck.

The middle-aged man didn't expect the person in front of him to be so agile, and when he was agitated by the knife, a layer of cold sweat suddenly oozed from his body, and he knelt on the ground and kowtowed like pounding garlic, begging for mercy: "Two masters, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Qiao Chenan glanced at Ning Caichen, who was palpitating, looked down at the middle-aged man, and reprimanded: "Who are you, why do you want to kill the two of me!?"

The man immediately cried bitterly and said: "The villain was originally a resident of a nearby village, how could he have no harvest for many years, and it was difficult to make a living, so he had to do this thief, and I hope that grandpa will spare his life!"

When Ning Caichen heard his narration, he was moved by compassion and said, "Brother Qiao, I think it's better to spare him, anyway, you and I are not injured......

Qiao Chenan looked down at the man and shouted, "Really!?"

This loud shout engulfed his spirit, like a thunderbolt descending from the sky, coupled with his angry eyes, his eyes were dazzling, the man's eyes suddenly became flickering, and he suddenly took out a dagger from his arms and stabbed him in the abdomen.

A clink!

The dagger was knocked away, and a blood-stained head spun up and fell to the ground with a thud.

Ning Caichen had never seen such a bloody scene with a knife and a person's head falling, and he was immediately frightened, pointed at Qiao Chen'an, and trembled: "Brother Qiao, you, you killed someone!"

Qiao Chenan casually dropped the long knife, glanced at him with a flat expression, and said: "Brother Caichen, you have also seen it, this kind of person will not repent at all, if it weren't for my quick reaction, I am afraid that at this moment, we will have become the soul of his sword." ”

At the end, he added, "If I don't kill him, he will kill us!"

Ning Caichen listened to his words for a long time, and finally let out a long sigh and arched his hand: "What Brother Qiao said is!

Where is peace in this world?

The two walked for more than ten miles, the sky was getting dark, and they had come to a wild forest, looking up, a ruined temple was located between the mountains and forests.