In the capital, Jing Yichang was cultivating when suddenly the phone rang.

Not only did Jing Yichang open his eyes, but the fat man next to him was still there, and he also looked at Jing Yi with a long call.

The call ended quickly, and the fat man asked, "How is it?"

"Death is death, but it was not Ding Ning who died, but two people from Tianshan. ”

"Ah! The people of Tianshan were killed by Ding Ning again, and it seems that the possibility that Ding Ning is the chosen one is getting bigger and bigger. ”

"Now is far from the time to draw conclusions, the people of Tianshan are going to spread the message to the Daomen, and now I want to go to the group. ”

Hearing Jing Yi's long talk, this fat man's face was suddenly full of excitement, he had heard that there was a group of penguins in the Middle Earth Dao Gate, and the people in it were all monks, but he had only heard about it, but he had never seen it, and he was fortunate to see it today.

Jing Yichang turned on the phone, the computer was very simple, there were no stand-alone games, no online games, no music kings, and no various icons.

But there was a penguin, which opened for a long time, and there was indeed a flock on it.

The fat man glanced at it and couldn't help pouting, ordinary people.

Jingyi seemed to understand what he meant, and turned around and said: "Although it is just an ordinary group, this group is not simple, it is full of spokespersons of various factions, and it can convey the opinions of those monks of the older generation, it can be said that many fate-determining things in the world are done in this group." ”

I opened the group, and there were about thirty or forty people in it, and the name was usually preceded by a prefix. For example, Jing Yi's trombone is "Qingcheng - Jing Yi".

And in the group, apart from him, there is no second Qingcheng monk.

"Aren't there any older monks here?"

"Of course not, those monks are bent on understanding the way of heaven, and they almost ignore the world, let alone these high-tech things, almost none of them have mobile phones, let alone the Internet, here are the spokesmen of various factions in the world. ”

Shizuichi explained, only to see someone in the group talking.

It was "Tianshan - Lingxu" who spoke.

Lingxu was the monk who escaped alive under Ding Ning's hands. At the moment, I spoke in the group.

"Fellow Daoists of the Middle Earth. I, Tianshan, believe that Ding Ning, who has been making waves in the world in recent years, is very likely to be the chosen one who will open the door of heaven in a hundred years. ”

As soon as these words came out, there was no movement in the group for more than five minutes. But after that time. Soon it was lively.

"Lingxu Daoist. You're not mistaken, Ding Ning, we already knew about it, but this person is just a casual cultivator in the world. Whether he is in the early or middle stage of the realm qi induction, how can he be the chosen one?"

"Yes, God has the virtue of a good life, Ding Ning is riddled with murder, and after entering the virtual realm, he can't even pass the four or nine heavenly tribulations, and it is absolutely impossible for him to be the chosen one. ”

"Lingxu Daoist, could it be that someone from your Tianshan Mountain disciple was defeated under his hands, so you deliberately confused the public, and wanted to use my Dao Sect Liliang to get rid of Ding Ning and avenge your Tianshan Mountain. ”

Seeing the rebuttal voices one by one, Lingxu was a little anxious, "Absolutely not, I have been concerned about this matter for a long time, and Jingyiyou in Qingcheng also thinks so." ”

Jing Yi was still watching the excitement, but at this time, seeing that Lingxu had led the disaster to himself, he immediately couldn't sit still, and hurriedly typed and spoke: "Ridiculous, I just reminded you that Ding Ning is not simple, when did you say that he is the chosen one?" Now there are still ten years before the opening of the Hundred Years of Heavenly Gate, before that, all speculations are inferences, not conclusions, if I really think so, when Ding Ning killed my apprentice, I will take action to clean him up." ”

Hearing Jingyi's denial, the rest of the group also spoke.

"Lingxu, your Tianshan Mountain has fallen, no one has even entered the refining god for many years, and you have to rely on the help of others to even infer the heavenly machine, and you are doing it behind closed doors at home, speculating for no reason, this kind of thing is groundless, how can you talk nonsense? ”

"Tianshan is still honestly cultivating at home, don't come out to speak casually, even if a chosen person is born, it will definitely not have anything to do with your Tianshan. ”

"Alas, the flowing water and the flowers are gone in spring, and the world has changed, thinking about what a glorious scenery the Tianshan Mountains were back then, and now I don't mention it. ”

Lingxu blushed in front of the computer and had a thick neck, these people are all disciples of various factions, and they are all rolling in the red dust, some of the experiences of the red dust make them less of a cultivator's cultivation, but more of the potential of a poisonous tongue, it is simply unceremonious to sarcastically people, and they will sprinkle salt on your wounds nakedly.

Originally, I hoped to get rid of Ding Ning with the help of such means, but I didn't expect to attract a group of people to attack him, and under the distress of Lingxu, he said without words: "Our Tianshan is no play, but I think Ding Ning is very promising, and you pretentious people are also no play." ”

Jing saw this, and replied: "You can't say that, the Chosen One must have a different experience than ordinary people, and his talent must be extraordinary, there are many geniuses among the various factions of my Middle Earth Daomen, and now there are still ten years before the opening of the Heavenly Gate, it can be said that the number of days has not been determined, why do you think that we have no play?"

Lingxu said: "But some time ago, didn't a Taoist friend observe the celestial phenomena and say that the chosen one might appear on the coast, so isn't Ding Ning from the coast?"

"Haha! Ridiculous, does it have to be Ding Ning if he appears on the coast? Many Taoist friends have observed that when they appear on the coast, they will appear on the coast, not on the current coast, and they will appear in the future, in the future, in the future, do you understand?"

"Jing Yiyou, don't argue with this person, it's in vain. ”

At this time, suddenly a person named "Kunlun-Daoming" suddenly said: "I received the command of my Kunlun Sect, and a month later, a conference of the Middle Earth Daomen will be held in Kunlun to discuss the matter of the Chosen One." ”

The group soon became quiet, and the people of all sects and factions were busy informing their own heads of sects, and no one cared about the people in the Tianshan Mountains anymore.

It was dark in front of him, and Ding Ning's vision was blurred, and he couldn't see anything for a while.

There is only silence, deathly silence!

The divine thought slowly released out, an empty space in front of him, and behind him was a long layer of yellow sand, and he was at the edge of this space and the layer of yellow sand, as if there was some strange liliang to distinguish the two.

Standing up, Ding Ning's gaze gradually adjusted to the darkness underground.

Behind him, there is yellow sand above his head, but he will not drop a single bit.

Ding Ning had no way to retreat, and the treasure hunting mouse didn't know where to go, so he could only stand up and move forward slowly.

I don't know how far I walked, Ding Ning's divine thoughts were no longer able to spy on the yellow sand behind him, there was no sunlight here, no direction, and not even any object that could give Ding Ning a sense of distance.

Walking forward helplessly and dazedly, Ding Ning could only silently calculate the time in his heart.

After walking for about half an hour, or an hour, Ding Ning didn't bother to calculate, he only had endless shock in his heart, why is there such a huge space under this desert?

What liliang can support the desert above will not fall, if the desert falls, I believe that there will be a huge sinkhole here.

After walking for a long time, a strange scene suddenly appeared on the edge of Ding Ning's divine thoughts!

Ding Ning stopped abruptly and raised his eyes.

The sudden brilliance in front of us was as dazzling as a little sunlight on the horizon, and it was like a fire!

But that's not it, Ding Ning looked at the light in the distance, and couldn't help but beat faster!

Is that a mountain of gold?

It seems that yes, even if it is not a mountain of gold, it must be a myriad of treasures piled up there.

The feeling of treasure will not be wrong, Ding Ning couldn't help but speed up his pace and ran forward quickly.

As the pace accelerated, the scene in front of me became clearer and clearer.

Ding Ning went from running fast to jogging, and from running to walking, and when he arrived at Zuihou, he walked slowly, his head raised higher and higher, and the boss with his mouth open, looked at the scene in front of him incredibly.

Countless gold, silver, jade, jewelry, etc. were piled up into a small mountain, and there were many rare treasures, rare elixirs, and countless things, densely piled together, forming a mountain peak dozens of meters high!

"Is this where all the treasures of the world are concentrated?"

Ding Ning stood at the foot of this mountain peak and deeply felt the liliang of wealth.

Many people are not greedy for money, that is because there is not enough wealth, when countless wealth appears in front of you like this, that kind of shocking liliang is enough to destroy people's mental defenses.

Even as the heir of the God of Wealth, Ding Ning couldn't help but want to pounce at this moment and take this wealth as his own.

It's just that the situation in front of him gave Ding Ning an unreal feeling, and this wealth was inevitably excessive.

His eyes were a little red, and just when he was a little hesitant, suddenly there was a thin sound in front of him.

The treasure hunt rat scurried down from the top of the treasure mountain, seemingly fleeing in panic, with a plant in its mouth.

There was a muffled noise from inside Baoshan, and it seemed that someone was angry inside, angry that the despicable thief of the treasure hunt rat had come to steal his things, but no one came out.

The treasure hunt rat ran all the way to Ding Ning, stretched out his little paw and grabbed Ding Ning's trouser leg.

Ding Ning looked down, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

What the treasure hunting rat was holding in its mouth turned out to be a red snow lotus!

Ding Ning was immediately overjoyed, he was going to refine the Zhiyang Pill, but he still lacked a medicinal guide, that is, the snow lotus, and this red snow lotus looked extremely delicate and vibrant, it was definitely a top-notch elixir, and he didn't know how the treasure hunting rat found it out of the countless treasures in this treasure mountain.

After taking the red snow lotus, Ding Ning's mood calmed down a little, he was a little confused by the wealth in front of him just now, although there are many treasures here, but he can't take them away, not to mention that this treasure mountain seems to have an owner.

Just put away the red snow lotus, suddenly there was a muffled sound from inside Baoshan again! (To be continued......)