Not far from Chidao, there is no city, no town, but a post station.

In the post station, there were a few guests, Ning Wuqian and the old demon of Montenegro came in, directly asked for an upper room, and told the people in the post station that they didn't want to be disturbed, Ning Wuqian and the old demon of Montenegro entered the house.

"This is some Five Elements Spiritual Object, you may be able to use it, and you can use anything else, just pick and choose, I only need this Yin God Wood. The old demon of Montenegro threw out a Qiankun bag, took the Yin God Wood himself, walked to the chair to the side and sat down cross-legged, and black qi came out of his body and entered the Yin God Tree.

Ning Wujian glanced at it, and he didn't know what kind of exercises the old demon of the Black Mountain cultivated in the Dao Dao, and immediately turned his eyes to the Qiankun bag, which was not the kind of Qiankun bag that needed to be practiced, untied the mouth of the bag, and swept his senses, it was full of miscellaneous things, not precious, but there were a lot of them, such as some herbs and pills, which were not too high-grade goods, no wonder the old demon of Montenegro couldn't look down on them.

Xuanxin Dao has accumulated for hundreds of years, and it is naturally impossible to be like this, and the real treasures can only be hidden in the secret realm, these are all for low-level disciples to cultivate, and they are sold to the world, and they are priceless, but for Ning Wuji, they are dispensable.

Picking out the treasures and herbs containing the power of the five elements in the Qiankun bag, Ning Wujian also stepped aside, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and breathed, and began to refine the five elements spiritual objects, hoping to step into the middle stage of the transformation of gods.

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Heavenly Demon Road, hidden in a high mountain shrouded in clouds and mist, between the mountains and forests, pavilions and pavilions looming, a row of cyan stone ladders around the mountain peak winding towards the cloud, like a hovering green dragon, the clouds are steaming, the weather is thousands.

Although the Heavenly Demon Dao is a demon sect, it does not have the terrifying and brutal aura of the Demon Dao, and the atmosphere of the sect is no worse than that of some immortal sects, and it is a peaceful scene.

The whole high mountain, the mountain is majestic, from time to time there will be a spiral of the building protrusion, built between the rock walls, and from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, it is the place where the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Dao have lived for generations, just like the ladder of power, layer by layer, and the location of the top of the mountain, there is only one person who can live, that is, the Holy Monarch of the Heavenly Demon Dao.

The mountainside is a place where only elite disciples of the Heavenly Demon Dao can live, and in a large hall, a young man with a dark face and a rather strong face stands in front of an old man like an iron tower.

If you look closely, this young man is quite similar to Ning Wushuang, only taller and more powerful than two years ago, the youth in his eyes has been replaced by maturity, Ning Wushuang entered the Heavenly Demon Dao, just entered under a pseudonym, he already has a good foundation, and soon emerged among the low-level disciples, and was accepted as an apprentice by the old man.

"Ding Dan, since you are already in the middle stage of Qi refining, there is nothing to teach you as a teacher, this is a low-grade magic weapon, and in a few days it will be an assessment within the sect, I hope you have a good performance and can attract the attention of those seniors in the sect. ”

The old man was dressed in gray, with white hair, a withered face, very old, and his cultivation was only in the realm of refining qi, when Ning Wushuang entered the Heavenly Demon Dao, in order not to attract attention, he worshipped the old man as a teacher, he had extraordinary qualifications, and soon broke into the realm of refining qi, if you talk about real strength, maybe the old man is not necessarily Ning Wushuang's opponent.

The old man was so old that one even doubted that a gust of wind could blow him down.

"Well, by the way, I told your Uncle Liao about it, but, I'm afraid there is not much hope, your senior sister is very talented, no worse than the young master of Yingge, and it is even rumored that the young master of Yingge was defeated under her, although the teacher and your Uncle Liao are friends of life and death, but your Uncle Liao can't be her master. ”

The old man tried his best to open his cloudy eyes, glanced at Ning Wushuang who was clenched with his fists, and sighed softly, "However, there is still a way, Liao Yueqing once said that whoever can defeat her before the age of twenty will marry him, you are now seventeen years old, and there is still some hope." ”

Hearing this, a smile bloomed on Ning Wushuang's face, he nodded, took the magic weapon handed by the old man, and saluted respectfully, "Master, don't worry, the disciple understands that as long as there is hope, I will not give up." ”

"Go ahead...... old man smiled softly.

Suddenly, a voice came from outside the hall.

"Uncle Zhang, is Ding Dan inside, the Holy Monarch wants to see him!"

"Huh, the Holy Monarch wants to see you?" The old man was surprised, glanced at Ning Wushuang, saw that he was also at a loss, thought for a while, and said, "Since it is the Holy Monarch who wants to see you, then go quickly, maybe it is your chance, don't let the Holy Monarch wait too long." ”

"Yes, Master!" Ning Wushuang bowed his head.

Walking out of the main hall, outside the hall was a black-robed Heavenly Demon Dao disciple, seeing Ning Wushuang come out, a smile bloomed on his face, and he ushered in, "Senior Brother Ding, it's a blessing to be summoned by the Holy Monarch, even the treatment that Senior Brother has never had." ”

Ning Wushuang has seen this disciple, he is the elite of the sect, he is arrogant on weekdays, and he will never greet him, but at this time, he is so enthusiastic that he is confused, however, Ning Wushuang has experienced a lot of things, and he is no longer the stunned young man he was two years ago, and his dark face showed a mouthful of white teeth, "Senior brother said that it was a bad thing." ”

"Hehe, a good thing, it's a great thing, I heard that the Holy Monarch is going to accept you as a disciple, and the senior brother may have to call you Uncle in the future, let's go, don't let the Holy Monarch wait too long." ”

The disciple smiled flatteringly, his words and deeds were respectful, and led Ning Wushuang to the top of the mountain.

The cyan stone steps meander, the peak of the Heavenly Demon Dao Mountain, Ning Wushuang is still the first time to come, in the past, he was limited to his identity, and he could not even enter the mountainside, on the top of the mountain, the first thing that caught his eye was a wide bluestone square, hundreds of meters long and wide, and there was a strange-looking sculpture standing in the center, and there seemed to be a demonic force.

After the square, there is the magnificent, resplendent Zongmen Hall, the dark hall door is open, and several thick pillars are carved with various ghosts, gods and monsters, under the sun, but it gives people a gloomy feeling.

"Senior brother, you can go in by yourself, I have no power. ”

At the top of the mountain, the disciple smiled and hugged his fists, "Congratulations to the junior brother first, the senior brother has prepared a feast for you at the bottom of the mountain, and you must appreciate your face when you have time." ”

"Definitely, definitely. ”

Ning Wushuang also smiled, and then walked towards the main hall of the sect alone, the top of the empty mountain, only the whining wind blew, blowing Ning Wushuang's clothes flying.

Before he entered the main hall, there was an invisible pressure that made Ning Wushuang restrained, took a deep breath, Ning Wushuang walked into the hall, the candlelight was shining, and a candle flame illuminated the dim hall.

Ning Wushuang's eyes swept over, secretly frightened, all the people in black were powerful, almost all the high-level leaders of the Heavenly Demon Dao were here, and it was the old man's friend of life and death, Uncle Liao, who was also among the people in black, at the end.

Ning Wushuang knew Uncle Liao, but Uncle Liao didn't squint, as if he didn't see Ning Wushuang, and then looked forward, there was a middle-aged man in black sitting in the depths facing the temple gate, and on the side was a solemn Yingge Night.

"Disciple Ding Dan, see the Holy Monarch!"

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