"I've seen the Bachelor. Xie Mo lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage, Ning Caichen said with a smile.

"No need to be polite. Well...... Have you cultivated to enter the Innate Realm?" Xie Mo waved his hand, and just said a word, his eyes suddenly condensed.

"Lucky breakthrough. ”

Xie Mo paused for a moment, sighed and said, "There is no such thing as a fluke in the advancement of cultivation. Even luck is a kind of strength. ”

"If luck is strength, then my strength is not bad. Ning Caichen smiled gently, waved his arms and said, "Let's go in and talk about it, bachelor, please." ”

After entering the living room, the entourage retreated, and Xie Mo sat on the main seat under Ning Caichen's humility, looked at him and said, "Have any Immortal Dao disciples found you?"

"Some registered disciples from the Huashan Immortal Sect came over, and they were directly suppressed by me and put in prison. It is estimated that it will not be long before the inner disciples of their sect will come over. ”

"Huashan Immortal Sect, one of the great sects in the cultivation world, the inner disciples among them will not be worse than me in terms of cultivation, and they will even be stronger. Xie Mo sighed.

Ning Caichen said seriously: "But there are no saints in the Huashan Immortal Sect. ”

That's to the point. Xie Mo said with a smile: "Just a saint is enough to guard the luck of the entire academy and make it gain the status of the top great sect in the cultivation world. ”

Ning Caichen bowed his head: "Now that there are saints in front of the wind and snow, the people in my generation should try their best to practice and grow up as soon as possible, so as not to ......"

He didn't say what he said later, but Xie Mo also understood what he meant, and his expression suddenly became a little depressed: "Do you know that the strength of the saint has already reached the peak of the cultivation world, why do you still need to retreat?"

Ning Caichen straightened his waist unconsciously, feeling that he might come into contact with some secrets: "Why? Could it be that the saint is in the cultivation world, and there are any strong enemies?"

Xie Mo shook his head and said, "The retreat of the saint is really a helpless move. As we all know, the strength of the saint is amazingly talented, and he is the best in the cultivation world, and he faintly has the potential to be the first person. In such a situation, how can the rest of the cultivators in the world be embarrassed?

Therefore, including Shushan, there are countless people who hope that the saints will ascend as soon as possible, leave this realm, and no longer override their heads.

Because of this common wish, the great powers of the good and evil realms have tacitly reached an agreement that once the saint is born, they will force him to ascend on the grounds of the balance of heaven and earth. Once or twice, it was fine, but after a long time, the saint sensed the trouble, and immediately stopped going out of the mountain and announced the retreat.

What our academy lacks most now is time, if we are given a thousand years of time to develop, we will no longer become a burden to the saint, so that he is locked in the holy mountain. ”

"From the birth of the academy to the present, in just a hundred years, more than 3,000 innate martial artists, 1,200 qi refining cultivators, one hundred and eight foundation building monks, and eighteen Jindan monks have appeared in my academy. If there is really a thousand years of development, it will definitely be able to rank among the top powers with comprehensive strength. Ning Caichen said firmly.

Xie Mo stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "You have only practiced for a year, and you have achieved innateness, and your combat power is amazing. I am very optimistic about you, and I hope you can create a miracle and write a brilliant future for my school!"

Even if Ning Caichen is no longer a hot-blooded young man in the second year of secondary school, after hearing that the other party has placed such great hopes on him, his heart can't help but feel slightly hot, and he said: "Now it is the school to protect me, and in the future, I will protect the school with my own strength, just like a saint!"

Xie Mo smiled, noncommittal. But he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "It is difficult to produce a person like a saint for tens of thousands of years, how can my school have that blessing and get only two?"

Before I knew it, it was getting late, and a sumptuous dinner was prepared in the government to invite Xie Mo, who came from afar.

At the banquet, Ning Caichen and Xie Mo pushed their glasses and changed their glasses, and their friendship was quickly pulled in the wine.

It wasn't until late at night that the banquet was over, and Ning Caichen personally sent Xie Mo to the prepared guest room.

After saying a few words at the door, Ning Caichen said goodbye to him, returned to the attic, sat face to face with Xiaoqian on the smooth floor, and practiced again.

The next morning, it was just dawning. Five young men wearing white robes and carrying spirit swords came to the front of the mansion, and walked inside as if no one was around.

The guards guarding the gate tried to stop them, but when they tried to make a move, they found themselves so confined that they couldn't even speak.

controlled a maid and asked her to lead the five people towards the attic where Ning Caichen was, and all the people she met on the way were silently imprisoned by them, maintaining a posture and standing in place.

"It's called Ning Caichen, right?" asked one of the maids as he came to the bottom of the attic.

Under the coercion they unwittingly unleashed, the maid trembled and was speechless.

"It's boring. We are disciples of the Immortal Dao, and we are not descendants of the Demon Dao, so why should we be afraid of being so powerful. The man spoke, and with a wave of his hand, the maid felt a wave of sleepiness in her heart, her eyelids narrowed heavily, and she fell asleep quickly.

Raising his eyes and looking at the attic, the man sneered and said, "I obviously noticed our arrival, but I was indifferent and refused to come out to greet us." Ning Caichen, you are so bold!"

The wooden window on the third floor was pushed open from the inside, revealing Ning Caichen's handsome face: "It doesn't matter how bold you are, one of you is not an elder of my master's family, the second is still a private intruder, and the third has hurt the people in my mansion, just these three, think about it yourself in your heart, do I welcome you?"

The man smiled coldly and said, "Whether you welcome it or not, we are stronger than you, so you have to go out to meet us." Otherwise, it's rude. ”

"It turns out that the rules of your Huashan Immortal Sect are that the weak are rude!" Even if the other party's strength is much stronger than him, with Xie Mo by his side, Ning Caichen is not afraid at all.

"I don't know the size, I should fight. The man's eyes flickered, but he had no scruples, and stretched out his arms to strike.

The powerful True Yuan turned into a giant palm in mid-air and roared towards the attic, intending to destroy the entire building with one palm.

"Fan Zhengqing, bullying the small with the big, you really don't even want a little bit of dough. The scolding suddenly sounded here, and a figure appeared in front of the giant palm, stretched out a finger, and smashed the giant palm.

Seeing the person coming, Fan Zhengqing's casual expression became solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Xie Mo, long time no see!"

"How I wish I never saw you again for the rest of my life. Xie Mo's eyes were cold, and he said: "Zhiyun, Dong Cheng, Bai Bao, Sun Nan, it's really surprising that you also came over to threaten a junior!" (To be continued.) )