Chapter 350 Road Number

"What you say is true?"

The big bald head continued to ask, but Lu Qi didn't want to answer anymore, so he snorted coldly and didn't answer. Yang Ning saw that the scene was cold, and immediately spoke:

"I also know the sword that Mr. Yungu said, it is the sword in the inheritance of the Qinglian Sword Sect that my eldest brother obtained from Nanshan Academy, and it is called the Qinglian Creation Sword.

It is the sword of the inheritance of the Qinglian Sword Sect, and the head of the generation of Chu Di Tantai can also testify. ”

"The Broken Sky Hammer has actually recognized the master!" said the big bald head with a slight surprise, he already believed a little when he heard this.

With his Confucian cultivation, he naturally didn't bother with Lu Qi, but listened to Yang Ning's words and muttered to himself.

"The Shattered Sky Hammer has actually recognized the Lord, and so many divine soldiers have recognized the Lord, which is not a good sign.

Even if you just confess the Lord and can't exert much power, but as time goes by, sooner or later you will be able to discover all the power, and this world will become more and more chaotic......"

The big bald head sighed with emotion, and then stared at Yang Ning and Lu Qi with hesitation, as if he had made some very difficult decision, and said with a solemn expression:

"Your Highness Nineteen, I don't know what your relationship is with the Dao Sect, but it's not important.

No matter what you say, you can be regarded as a member of my righteous path, and the process of your breakthrough to the innate is also witnessed by me.

So I have a word that I hope you will consider carefully. ”

"Sir, but it doesn't hurt. ”

Yang Ning was stunned, and found that the big bald head looked serious, and immediately became serious.

Even Lu Qi, who was hanging on the side, straightened his body, looked at the big bald head, and wanted to know what kind of medicine was sold in his gourd.

"It's not peaceful to go to the capital here, if it's not necessary, Your Highness might as well go home, Your Majesty has a certain family to inform you, and after the New Year's Festival, Your Highness will enter Beijing again. ”

Yang Ning listened to it and groaned for a while, and did not reply directly, but glanced at Lu Qi. only to find that Lu Qi gave him a self-determined look, is that fist-clenching gesture to cheer me up?

(Big bald head, no, Mr. Yungu seems to know that something will happen at the New Year's Festival.)

And in his opinion, even if the innate realm himself intervenes in these things, he will have to worry about his life. Otherwise, Mr. Yungu should not be so persuasive. ）

If this matter is placed in Jiangzhou City, when Yang Ning has just received the holy decree.

I will definitely follow the advice of the big bald head without hesitation and stay in Jiangzhou City obediently. Wait for everything to be over, and return to the capital in comfort.

But now......

After a glass of soju, Yang Ning had already made a decision, looking up at the slightly serious big bald head, he suddenly smiled, and the bull head said to the horse:

"Mr. Yungu, do you know what kind of spirit I condensed?"

However, in the face of this strange answer, the big bald head seemed to understand something, and fell silent for a long time before speaking:

"I know, Qi becomes a true dragon, or a five-clawed golden dragon that dominates the Eight Desolations, I understand your choice. ”

"The kid can't help himself, don't blame me, sir, thank you for reminding me!" Yang Ning stood up and bowed deeply towards the big bald head.

In any case, people are also kind enough to remind themselves. Although I didn't listen, it didn't mean that I ignored the other person's help.

Things in the world cannot all be judged only by the results.

Born as a royal family, there are some things that Yang Ning has to do. What's more, he has to go to the capital to settle a period of cause and effect.

Lu Qi watched Yang Ning make a decision, and nodded slightly.

Mr. Yungu did not give in, and generously accepted Yang Ning's salute, and then looked at Lu Qi on the side and said with a smile:

"Your Highness is indeed talented, and when Your Majesty was born back then, he was just a dragon's spirit, and it was indeed a generation of new people replacing the old.

When it comes to the kid of the Dao Sect, a certain family can break through your aura at any time, but they don't see your preparation to condense your spirit.

The strong spiritual power is comparable to the congenital, but it is a certain kung fu, the sword intent can condense the sword spirit, and the physical body can also play the power of the phantom.

Each of these three things can be used to break through the innate nature, but now none of the three have the most fundamental aura.

I don't know what you think, the roots are so deep. However, a certain family advises you to prepare early and choose the same, so as not to waste this foundation. ”

Hearing this, Lu Qi was stunned, he had never heard of these words. Yang Ning knew, but Yang Ning knew that Lu Qi's master was Qing Yuanzi.

How could such a great master not explain these basic things to his disciples. However, in fact, Qing Yuanzi never told Lu Qi this.

Looking at the look of doubt on Yang Ning's face, Lu Qi still didn't understand that he was cheated by a cheap master again......

Seeing that Lu Qi was stunned, the big bald head said casually: "Your master won't have told you, right?"

"Eh, this ......" Lu Qi was a little embarrassed, and the ugliness of the family should not be publicized.

"You really didn't say that?!"

The big bald head couldn't help but widen his eyes, "Then what is your Dao number? The Dao Sect sends people to each sect to teach the Fa every year, and no one has argued with you?"

"Dao number, what is that......" Lu Qi was really confused at this time.

"As a Taoist heir, you won't even have a Dao number, right?" the big bald head looked at Lu Qi in disbelief.

The atmosphere was suddenly a little awkward, and Lu Qi was silent.

"Really?" asked the bald head again.

"Hmmm......"

A sound like a fly flapping its wings came from Lu Qi.

"I didn't expect there to be such a free and easy master in this world......" The big bald head looked at Lu Qi with a strange expression, and his eyes revealed a little care.

It's no wonder that there are few people in the Dao Sect, and a certain family thought that they would rather lack than abuse, but it turned out that they all gave themselves a strong wave to death.

At the banquet, the atmosphere became harmonious again, and several people invariably changed the topic.

For a while, the cup was changed, but the guests and hosts were happy.

......

Night

Zhaoqing City Station, in the wing room around the corner, a figure quietly slipped out. I saw the man looking left and right, sneaking out of a small hole in the backyard of the inn.

In the attic, Yang Ning and the others were still staggering, and they didn't notice at all that someone in the post station had quietly left.

The figure walked out of the station, three points faster. The rat head and rat brain roamed around, as if looking for something.

Suddenly, the man's eyes lit up, and he walked towards a house with three lanterns hanging in the doorway.

梆~梆~梆~

Bang Bang~

After three long and two short knocks, candles lit up in the house, and a noisy sound was heard. After a while, there was a sound from behind the closed door.

"Who?"

The figure extinguished the lantern, hid itself in the darkness, and whispered into the door:

"The Shadow is coming. ”

"Reincarnation is negative. ”

The man inside the door replied nervously, and then the door cracked, and a man with a wrinkled face poked his head out.

Glancing at the three lights that had been extinguished, he said to the man hiding in the shadow of his own threshold:

"Sir, please inside. ”

"No need, give me the bee pigeon. The man was still hidden in the shadows, and didn't seem to want to say more.

Seeing this, the old farmer no longer invited, and he was just habitually polite just now. He didn't dare to slack off the visitors, closed the door, and quickly ran towards the back room.

It wasn't long before the gate opened again and a birdcage was handed out.

In the darkness, the man took the cage, took out the letter from his bosom, and tied it to a gray pigeon in the cage. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he released the pigeon.

"My lord, but what happened?" asked the old farmer timidly, in fact, the old farmer didn't care what happened, he just wanted to know if this place could be taken down.

"Don't ask, you shouldn't know, you'll leave here early tomorrow morning, change your identity and continue to lurk. As soon as the words fell, the figure in the dark shadow disappeared.

After getting the answer he wanted, the old farmer quickly closed the door and ran back to the house to pack his bags in a hurry.

The shadow returned to the station, and after making sure that no one had found his whereabouts, he quietly returned to his room.

The night was still dark, and the dark clouds were a little thicker. In the brightly lit attic, pushing the cup and changing the lamp, it seems that nothing has changed.