"Boy, the Jailing Sect is a joint family, and every family is like this. How could it be that the cultivation resources can be handed over to the sect? What we didn't expect was that the Jailing Sect actually joined forces with the Demon Evil Sect. And if it weren't for the Jindan Elder in the clan being dragged by them, how could it be your turn to be here to be unrestrained?" The thin old man showed a sarcastic look on his face.

Ning An suddenly sneered and looked to the side, saying, "The speed is so slow. I've been talking nonsense with you for so long before I got here."

When the thin old man heard this, his face suddenly changed drastically and he hurriedly shouted in front of him.

"Just do it quickly"

However, before he finished speaking, the blood-colored chains beside Ning An, with claws hanging out of his claws, wrapped around him like a spiritual snake coming out of a hole, and walked towards a void on the side like lightning.

After a moment, a young monk in blue was tied tightly by chains and appeared from the void.

"How could you find my trace?" The monk looked at the chains around him with horror. The short blade in his hand was not freed after slashing with all his strength.

This person was the 10-year-old young man who had just left. He didn't know what secret method he used, but he secretly turned back and returned secretly.

Ning An had no intention of answering. When he swung his sleeves, a few white silks flashed out.

The young monk didn't even scream, but he was cut into several pieces. So close, many blood drips splattered on Ning'an's robe.

But from beginning to end, Ning An did not frown at all, as if he had just cut a piece of wood

All this happened in an instant. The thin old man was shocked and angry as his nephew's remaining limbs fell to the ground.

He lifted up two snake blades, roared, and his whole body flashed and disappeared in the air

Ning An's pupils shrank slightly, he glanced left and right, and the blood-colored chains immediately threw them behind him.

A clang sound

I saw that the thin old man had arrived behind him at some point, holding the front end of the chain with double blades in his hand, then his figure blurred and disappeared into the void again.

In an instant, a fuzzy whirlwind blew with Ning'an as the center of the circle

In just a moment, the two of them fought dozens of rounds across the air. The thin old man walked around Ning'an every time, not giving Ning'an a chance to continue to exert force.

Especially its escape technique is not inferior to Ning'an's spiritual escape technique. The speed of body technique is dazzling.

But Ning An seemed to have a sky eye, and he could accurately detect his appearance location every time

After half a stick of incense, the thin old man appeared under Ning'an again. Just as he was about to wave the double blades, he heard a "swish" sound, and the thin old man paused, as if he was entangled by something.

The thin old man was shocked and cut his blades around him like butterflies.

But at this moment, an extremely terrifying spiritual pressure suddenly exploded from Ning An. The old man was shocked and stood there as if he had been cast on the spot.

Then a white silk quickly passed by, the old man's head suddenly rose into the sky, and the big bunch of blood sprayed out upwards.

Ning An raised his hand and held the old man's head in his hand, and said lightly, "I have more than one kind of spiritual silk."

After igniting his head, he walked straight towards the attic

The Luo family is located in a very good location, and it is the place where the Sect of the Spirit is determined to win. The first team to occupy the hinterland here naturally gained the most military merits.

The order Li Junhou gave to Ning'an was to achieve a lot of military merits within thirty years, become a captain, and obtain the qualification to enter the Lingyun Palace.

Without this potential, someone will naturally replace him silently in the middle until he achieves his goal.

And his fate, keeping his body intact may be a luxury, just like a monk who has died at his hands for more than a year.

As for Lingyun Palace, he didn't know where it was, nor had he heard of it, but he probably wouldn't be able to enter.

Time flies, and four years have passed. At the inner gate of the Jailing Sect, the tall Jailing Pavilion has been expanded again. The hall on the first floor can accommodate thousands of cultivators at the same time.

At this time, a thin guy was walking out with Ning An. He looked flattering and bent down to Ning An and said, "Sir, the Luo family has been exterminated this time. There are countless spiritual objects sent here. Can you choose a few more? You must know that this opportunity has only been once in a few years. After a while, the rare spiritual objects will be gone."

"Unless there are spiritual weapons for sale, other spiritual objects will not be of much use to me." Ning An stopped temporarily and said lightly

"My jokingly, after the Luo family was destroyed, three spiritual weapons were found. The sect leader and the three squads were not separated enough, so where can we get here?" The thin guy smiled and said with a grin

"I know this naturally." Ning An nodded and continued to walk out

Seeing this, the thin guy stopped dissuading him and shook his head with a little regret. In just a short moment, he purchased a large number of magic weapons and spiritual materials from Ning'an, with a total of 20,000 low-grade spiritual stones.

But Ning An lacks interest in the spiritual objects in the cabinet, so he only spent hundreds of spirit stones and left here.

After Ning An left, he walked straight towards the Sutra Pavilion, but after only a moment, he walked out again

At this moment, the huge amount of spirit stones in his bag disappeared instantly, leaving only a small pile. Instead, a small jade slip and a jade bottle were used.

The spells recorded in this jade slip made him think about it for a long time, but the requirements of as high as 18,000 spirit stones were deterred, and it was finally gathered today.

Pengyun Technique, a blood refining method, which can greatly improve body skills by refining the essence and blood of monsters and stimulating the power of blood in it in a short period of time.

It is said that this jade bottle contains a trace of essence and blood from the ancient Kunpeng, but Ning An sneered at it. This drop of essence and blood is just a very fast bird. More than 10,000 spirit stones can buy Kunpeng's essence and blood. Wouldn't that 100,000 spirit stones be able to buy Pangu's blood? It's really ridiculous that 100,000 spirit stones can buy Pangu's blood?

After the Luo family was destroyed, all the monks who participated in the war also had a brief rest, but it won't take long before the Jailing Sect will start the offensive against the remaining two major families.

"We must seize the time to learn this technique." Ning An thought, after many years, he finally returned to the cave mansion again.

But to his surprise, a musical notes stopped quietly in the cave.

After reaching out to take it, a sound suddenly sounded. After Ning An listened, his face became hesitant. After a while, he sighed lightly, turned around and walked out.

Next to his cave was Li Kai's residence, but it was already vacant at this moment

Li Kai was entrusted by him that day to help Taoist Yun deal with the secret spies hidden in Xiaoning Village, but since then he has gone forever and never came back.

Ning An looked at the cave with a complicated expression and walked towards another place.

After turning a few aisles, I saw a beautiful woman standing in front of a cave full of flowers and plants, looking into the distance and wondering what she was thinking.

It was not until Ning An got close to her that she looked over, her dark eyes filled with surprise. "I really didn't expect that, how did you change so much?"

(End of this chapter)
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