Chapter 12: Magic Ridge

A huge fist directly greeted Ning Mu's face, knocking him to the ground, followed by countless feet frantically kicking and stomping on Ning Mu's body.

The cultivation of the people who came was not high, they only had the strength of the first layer of condensation, and they would not use any spells, but they couldn't stand up to the large number of them, so Ning Mu could only use the true yuan to protect his body and let them kick wildly.

After counting the breaths, Ning Mu was in a mess, in a trance, and felt that the bones in his whole body were about to fall apart.

The disciple surnamed Wang kicked him on the head with the last blow, kicking Ning Mu away and sliding for several meters, and then sneered and beckoned everyone to leave.

"Vomit ......" Ning Mu was in a trance, then shook his head and got up from the ground and walked towards the tavern on the flying boat.

This is one of the few taverns on the flying boat, which was founded by the disciples themselves, and they only need to pay a small number of Heavenly Spirit Grass on a regular basis within the sect.

As soon as he stepped into the tavern, a strong aroma of wine filled Ning Mu's mind, and he went to the front desk in embarrassment to find a place and sat down.

"This guest officer, what do you want to drink?" asked a beautiful woman with a very cool dress and a plump figure at the front desk, with a respectful face.

"Bring me a liter of the strongest wine!" Ning Mu was still the first time to come to the tavern, and he didn't know the variety of alcohol, but it didn't prevent him from hooking his head and saying.

"Haole!" The beautiful woman at the front desk turned around to help Ning Mu carry wine, and soon brought two bottles of Erguotou.

Ning Mu drank for the first time, just when he opened a bottle like water and poured it in, a spicy choking tears flowed down his eyes, but he still swallowed it with difficulty.

Two bottles of two pots under his head, Ning Mu only felt dizzy at the moment, the whole world was his own, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the beauty at the front desk was beautiful.

In a daze, he subconsciously felt that he had been taken away by a soft body, and then he knew nothing.

Ning Mu was awakened by a bucket of cold, stinging water, only to find that he was locked in a dark room.

"Boy, are you finally awake?" Suddenly, the room was brightly lit, and Ning Mu's eyes were uncomfortable, and it took a long time to see the direction clearly.

"Who are you?" Ning Mu looked over, it was an uncle with a scruffy beard, and immediately frowned, and asked.

"Hehe...... uncle" The uncle grinned, the big scar on his face squirmed, and he looked fierce: "I am the general agent of this flying boat on the tavern, I heard that you don't pay for drinking, so I here's here to take a look!"

"How much?" Ning Mu replied neatly.

"There's not much money for wine, it's just a Tianling grass. Uncle smiled. Ning Mu breathed a sigh of relief and said lightly: "The monthly payment in my sect has not yet been received, and it happens to be a Heavenly Spirit Grass." ”

The uncle shook his head: "But you slept with the woman in our tavern, it's more than that." The price is clearly marked, Tong Su is not bullied, five heavenly spirit grasses!"

"What?" Ning Mu frowned, and he didn't know if what he said was true or not, after all, he was drunk and muddy, and he didn't know anything about it afterwards.

"Hey, hey. The uncle sneered: "Boy, do you want to repay the debt?"

Ning Mu was still a little weak in his heart, afraid that he would really sleep with a woman, but he was drunk like a dead dog, how could he still do that kind of thing? Moreover, these two bottles of two pots with a few copper plates are too expensive!

"This, I've just entered the sect, and I don't have that much money, can I be in arrears for a few days?" Ning Mulian asked.

The uncle frowned, and knew that the five Heavenly Spirit Grasses were not a trivial matter, and he muttered a little: "Give me your sect token." ”

"Hmm. Ning Mu answered silently and took out the sect token from his arms. Immediately after, the uncle threw a piece of paper over and said coldly: "This is your IOU, sign it and get out." ”

"Good. Ning Mu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, because he was in a hurry, he only glanced at it a few times in a hurry, and he didn't know what was written on it, so he hurriedly signed his name and left.

Only the uncle with a scruffy beard smiled and threw away Ning Mu's token in his hand. Two bottles of two pot heads, just six Heavenly Spirit Grasses, which is equivalent to the profit of the tavern in one day!

The tavern is not very profitable, it can only be open for three days, and there are very few people who will come here stupidly to find a woman and waste the Heavenly Spirit Grass that has been exchanged for a large number of points.

Seeing the warm sunshine again, Ning Mu breathed a sigh of relief, and asked someone outside the tavern about the price of the tavern's second pot head and the woman.

The man smiled at his ambiguous thief: "The women inside are very cheap, as long as you take out a piece of Heavenly Spirit Grass, all fairy sisters will be obedient, and as for the drinks, they are all free!"

"Damn, I've been deceived!" Ning Mu's face sank, and he was about to rush to the tavern to find the uncle.

Boom, the flying boat suddenly shook, and the surrounding scenery was still.

"It's time to go to the Demon Ridge!" most of the disciples exclaimed, and they quickly got off the flying boat.

"Boy, I advise you not to go to that uncle, it's the right way to practice in the Demon Ridge. Fang Lao's voice suddenly came from his mind.

"Why?" Ning Mu frowned, it was six Heavenly Spirit Grasses, which was not a small number.

"Boom. Old Fang laughed: "Because you fell in love with their Tao early, it was the note you signed, even if it gets into the hands of the elders, it is only you who is to blame!"

"Elder Fang, why don't you remind me?" Ning Mu complained a little.

Elder Fang fell silent.

Ning Mu sighed. I can only blame myself for this, if I am careful, I will not owe a lot of debts, so I let the people flow down the boat and come to a forest.

In the forest, the ancient trees are towering, and thousands of trees compete for glory.

The ground is covered with dead branches and rotten leaves, many reptile poisons such as centipedes and poisonous snakes flash by, thick thousand-year-old giant trees can be seen everywhere, all kinds of exotic flowers and plants are everywhere, and countless exotic beasts and birds of prey sometimes meet and fight each other.

Then there was the foul smell that emanated from the rotting leaves and the corpses of the creatures, which gradually accumulated over time and turned into an invisible miasma that could kill people.

It is shrouded in fog all year round, the sky giant trees grow strangely, and there are countless powerful beasts comparable to the foundation building period living deeply, which can be said to be a step by step crisis, and the slightest carelessness will lose your life.

Ning Mu had never heard of it, and he was amazed in his heart.

Suddenly, a trace of coldness hit his heart, Ning Mu turned around, and saw Su Ziyuan not far away staring at him coldly.

Boom, the spaceship suddenly shook again, and began to rise slowly, and many disciples who were too late jumped down from the air, one by one very gorgeous.

"Boy, what are you still doing in a daze? Run deeper, take a few more steps while there are still many people. Elder Fang's voice pulled Ning Mu back from his distraction.

Ning Mu's expression froze, and he gathered all his strength and ran towards the depths of the forest.

"Hmph. Su Ziyuan, who was not far away, saw this scene with contempt, and walked away slowly.

It's too easy to kill Ning Mu! Now is not the time for him to worry about such trivial matters, the Demon Ridge has just opened, and some big opportunities have to race against time.

"Old Fang, he didn't seem to follow!" Ning Mu, who ran wildly all the way, for fear of being caught up by Su Ziyuan, slowed down his pace out of breath at the moment.

Fang Lao said lightly: "You were despised by him, so let you jump for a few days." Boy, it seems that your life should not be extinguished, and there is still a great chance!"

Ning Mu smiled bitterly: "Elder Fang, then what should I do now?"

"What else can I do?" Fang Lao disdainfully: "In addition to waiting for death, you can only take advantage of these few days to kill that Su Ziyuan!"

"Counter-killing, how many days?" Ning Mu asked in disbelief.

Fang Lao's Divine Sense Phantom waved his hands: "Then you can only wait for death." ”

"No, Elder Fang, you must have something in mind, right?" Ning Mu asked in a panic in his heart.

Fang Lao waved his hand again and again: "I can't do anything," he muttered a little, and he said again: "It seems that I have to find the next one! ”

Ning Mu's heart sank. He has nothing now, and when he comes to the world of cultivating immortals, the law of the jungle, everything can only rely on his own hands.

Ning Mu asked, "Elder Fang, is there any way to advance quickly?"

"Boom. Old Monster Fang laughed: "If you can kill a yellow-rank demon beast and absorb it with all the inner pills, you can make great progress in the past few days and break through the third layer of condensation in one fell swoop." ”

"That's not Su Ziyuan's opponent?" Ning Mu was quite puzzled.

"So, you have to hunt two yellow-rank demon beasts!" Fang Lao Yin Yin monster smiled: "However, yellow-rank demon beasts can be equivalent to the cultivation of human beings in the foundation building period, and not all demon beasts will condense the inner pill. Boy, you can ask for more blessings for yourself!"

Ning Mu's heart sank, and Elder Fang said it, but he didn't say it. is equivalent to a demon beast cultivated in the foundation building period, I'm afraid that a single finger can crush him to death......