Ning Luo didn't stay in Haoran Academy, and after greeting Han Xilin for a long time, he was sent out of the academy from Gu Xianfeng, the scenery was still the same, barren mountains and strange rocks, and the old black horse pulling the carriage was grabbing the tender grass on the ground.

In a trance like a dream, he got into the carriage, drove the old black horse, and rushed to the Ten Mile South Wind Valley.

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Tuming Empire, Cangyang City.

"Hui, Hui Tu Huang, Since, the father-in-law who claimed to be the envoy of the Daning Empire, outside the big hall, asked to see, said, said that there was something important. ”

Emperor Tu is resting in the study, these days, he almost sleeps all night, and he can rest here for a while at noon every day, but he didn't expect to be woken up by the eunuch outside the palace as soon as he fell asleep, listening to his voice, a look of extreme fear and panic.

This is the core of Tu Ming, who can find himself quietly and accurately, where is Tu Huang still a little sleepy at this time, Tian Lingde elite is already on standby at the border, and the envoy he sent was also beheaded by Ling Huang, and the head was sent back, the intention is obvious.

Although Daning fought with Tianling before, after Emperor Ning recovered the two cities, he also slowly transferred his troops to Tu Ming's border, coupled with the dispute between the two gates of immortals and demons in his own country, Tu Huang felt powerless for the first time in his life.

"At this time, Emperor Ning sent an envoy over, what is the purpose?"

Emperor Tu muttered to himself, and thought of the current situation of Tu Ming, "How bad can it be, announce him into the palace!"

Li Nianshan walked in, and did not perform any courtesy, you know, he had killed Tu Ming back then, and in this life, he would only salute Emperor Ning, and the others were all a sword in Li Nianshan's eyes.

"Emperor Ning is going to accept a woman as a righteous daughter in the near future, and he sent an old slave to tell the Emperor Tu, and he hopes that the Emperor will secretly go to Daning on a certain day, this is the portrait of the new princess. ”

Emperor Tu took the portrait from the eunuch's hand, and before he unfolded it, he shouted angrily at Li Nianshan.

"Does he Ning Huang really think that now I Tu Ming can be bullied by anyone? Accepting a righteous daughter and actually asking the emperor to go secretly, it's just ......"

But when Emperor Tu completely unfolded the portrait, he immediately closed his mouth, pondered for a long time, and said to Li Nianshan, "Please tell Emperor Ning that I will definitely come in person!"

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The simple carriage was dilapidated at this time, from Daning into Tianling, the border army of Tianling had long been gone, and the seats were almost empty all the way, Daning's army was actually stationed in these empty cities, Ning Luo drove Daning's unique carriage, and the Ning army did not check much.

Ning Luo didn't expect that in just one or twenty days, there was a mess everywhere, and the small teahouse that Ning Luo clearly remembered no longer existed at this time.

Untying the shackles of the old black horse, Ning Luo walked alone towards Xin Shitong's secret hiding place.

Not far from the hiding place, Ning Luo softly called Xin Shitong's name a few times, but no one answered, and he suddenly had a bad feeling.

The scene in front of him made Ning Luo shocked, a headless, handsless, and footless corpse crawling with maggots, which were pierced by two red copper chains through the pipa bone and hung on a crooked neck tree, Xin Shitong's head, his wide eyes rolled to the side, and his limbs were thrown everywhere, Ning Luo knew that Senior Brother Xin must have undergone cruel torture before he died.

Ning Luo's opinion of Xin Shitong has changed since the last time he tried his best to save himself, although it may be due to the pressure of the sect, but after all, he also saved himself, Ning Luo is a person who knows how to repay his kindness, right here, he dug a big pit with Xiao Hei, endured the smell of his nose, and spliced his body together to bury it, which can be regarded as letting Xin Shitong fall into the ground.

Walking out of the hiding place, Ning Luo calmed down for a long time, this time he came to the Ten Mile South Wind Valley, of course, the first is to see how Xin Shitong's injuries are, and the second is to use the characteristics of the barren land to prepare to lead thunder into the body there, to see if he can boast of the Quenching Soul Realm.

To be honest, Ning Luo didn't know the bottom of this approach, but there was no way, there was still more than a month to go to the outer gate, Liu Lannan obviously hid his cultivation, if he cultivated according to the original method, he didn't know what year and month he would be able to break through the Quenching Soul Realm, and he was killed by Liu Lannan if he couldn't even shout out if he didn't even admit defeat.

Ning Luo felt that he couldn't just die, especially after learning about his background. I've been cultivating according to the picture scroll, and although I don't know what the little monster in the monster's belly represents, I can clearly feel that my body has reached its limit, and it should be fine.

Ning Luo comforted himself while walking towards the secret passage, revisiting the old place, although there are still some sect disciples in the Ten Mile South Wind Valley, but there are obviously not as many as before, most of the three mature spirit plants should be here in Ning Luo, and Ning Luo also went to see the secret cave, the corpse of the Xianmen disciple has long been missing, sitting quietly in the passage, waiting for the arrival of the rainy day.

Three days passed, Ning Luo stood at the top of the valley, looking at the gradually gloomy weather, there was a faint smell of blood in the humid air, Ning Luo knew that Daning had started to attack the next city again.

It is said that the spring thunder is faint, but here in the rotten pile that has disappeared, Ning Luo obviously feels the coercion brought by a kind of thunder and lightning.

Strips of lightning as thick as a little finger exploded around Ning Luo, and did not fall on him, occasionally a small ray of thunder and lightning rubbed Ning Luo's body and fell at his feet, Ning Luo just felt a burst of numbness, and there was no strange feeling, but, with the numbness brought by the thunder and lightning, Ning Luo always felt an intermittent voice ringing in his head.

"Lord...... Black...... Let ....... go...... It's ....... stupid. ”

Ning Luo was in the abdomen.

"Don't scream, the master can't hear it, this is just a little bit of thunder and lightning, how can he let his soul communicate with us, the qi of the ancestor (the qi of the origin, the cognition is different, the name is different) is too powerful, not only can it blind the heavens, but it can also confuse the landing point of the heavenly god thunder, Xiao Hei, look at the place where you were formed, not a single thunderbolt landed!"

"Can you blame me, little egg, what do you know, do you know how long I waited for this day? Although I am just a low-level lightning strike wood formed by an elm wood struck by lightning, but I have existed for tens of thousands of years, and the sky-like elm trees were split into slag, you think about how difficult it is for me, fortunately, I am lucky enough to let the master choose me, but the master does not know how to practice, you can stand it? If we can get rid of the mortal body and gather the spirit to form, we can become an ancestral spirit-like existence, what do you know about this little broken snake, although there is the possibility of turning into a dragon, but is your bloodline inheritance opened, you are just a little snake Jiao now, understand, don't you shout with me!"

"Master, I'm a little black, let me (it) out, you can't do this!"

"Grass, don't talk about the back, shout, a thunderbolt thicker than just now has fallen!"

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Ning Luo was completely looking for thunder splits, really, after tossing for a long time, those thunderbolts seemed to have no interest in him at all, and they smashed around Ning Luo unscrupulously.

This is Ning Luo found that a relatively thick thunderbolt was about to fall, and quickly pounced on it, "boom", all the places on Ning Luo's body where hair grew were erected one by one, and his clothes were also turned into ashes, except for the white pocket and the fairy spirit bag obtained from the man in black.

Ning Luo's whole person was numb, and the voice in his head became clear at this time, "Master, I (it) is Xiao Hei, let me (it) out, you can't do this!"

If it weren't for Xiao Hei's name in this sentence, Ning Luo thought he had bumped into a ghost, and his stiff tongue shouted with difficulty, "Saoha, bud go to Lengbo." ”

A dark wooden stick appeared in Ning Luo's hand, and the lightning in the sky seemed to have found an outlet, like a sharp sword, cutting through the sky, rushing all the way from the clouds, and in an instant, illuminating the entire Ten Mile South Wind Valley.

"Your uncle's little black, I'm going to die!"

After saying that, Ning Luo's body fell, but for some reason, Ning Luo felt that he could clearly see all this happening.

Lightning bolts frantically bombarded the small black stick in his hand, "Am I just dead?" Ning Luo muttered to himself.

"No, master, you're not dead!"

"Who?" Ning Luohu looked around suspiciously, there was nothing but his own body.

"I, Xiao Hei, fortunately the master is clever, otherwise, you will never be able to enter the soul quenching realm in your life!"

"Xiao Hei, is that broken stick in my hand? How can you speak?" Ning Luo couldn't believe that the stick he broke at will at the beginning could actually speak.

"See, I'm right, the master said you were a broken stick!" another voice appeared.

"What a broken stick, I am a lightning strike wood, which was bred by the heavenly god thunder and elm, and it took tens of thousands of years to form. ”

Lightning strike wood, Ning Luo heard this name, and remembered a period of "Wild Flood History" that he spent before, "The mother gas of heaven and earth is wood gas, leading ten thousand thunders and raising new trees, known as lightning strike wood, thousands of years into knots, ten thousand years into branches, thirty thousand years of enlightenment, heaven and earth strange things, the higher the material of the mother tree, the higher its future height......"

"You're actually a lightning striker?" Ning Luo didn't expect his luck to be so good.

"Of course, Xiao Hei I am not simple, I can naturally absorb the thunder of the Heavenly Gods, hey, if it weren't for the Qi of the Origin in the master's body that shielded the heavenly machine, the thunder would not fall on him, I'm afraid that you don't want to lead the thunder into the body in your life, fortunately, the master you have me." ”

"It's shameless, the master knows me first, you stinky stick, wait for me to come out of my shell, swallow you in one bite, the master will have the opportunity to meet the thunder bamboo in the future, see if there is a lightning strike wood, and change the little black!"

Ning Luo heard another voice just now, and he was still wondering how he was schizophrenic after being struck by lightning.

"Who's talking now?"