After working back and forth for several months, Tangning transferred more than a million low-grade spiritual stones to Netherworld Valley Fang City in exchange for more than 8,000 medium-grade spiritual stones.

After handing the last batch of spiritual stones to Yu Xun and receiving 1,600 middle-grade spiritual stones from him, Tang Ning breathed a sigh of relief and finally finished her work. He originally wanted to move all the materials in the cave to avoid demons.

The thoughts that the disciples of the sect have found have come to an abrupt end at this moment.

It only took him more than two months to move the spiritual stones from one storage room to the Netherworld Valley. If he had to move all the seven or eight storage rooms in the cave, it would not take him more than a year or two.

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Furthermore, where should I move to? It's a long way away! It's hard work. If you don't move away from Jiangdong, it will have no effect. If the Demon Sect disciples know this, they will still search in Jiangdong.

Tang Ning picked up a few items from the cave and put the usable and slightly valuable ones into several storage bags. The rest was left intact and untouched.

It is better for people to be content and not be too greedy. He comforted himself and collected the formation flags one by one. The most valuable thing in this cave is this thing. In terms of the power of this defensive formation, there are not many

It is impossible to get one hundred thousand spiritual stones.

The endless plain is filled with clear blue sky, and two figures are chasing each other in mid-air.

Yang Xianzhi turned around and saw the figure behind him getting closer and closer, and felt anxious. However, he had already used all his strength to escape. If he used this escape technique, it wouldn't take long for the person to catch up.

Not long after, a ray of golden light came from behind. It was a golden sword with cold light shining. The sword turned into a length of several feet and slashed straight down.

Yang Shuizhi had no choice but to pull out a black bell with her left hand, which turned into a ten-foot-sized bell and covered her. The sword struck the bell, and there was a loud bang, and the bell shook violently. She was also affected by this.

, the figure swayed slightly.

After such a delay, the man was already in front of him. The golden giant sword slashed down in the air. Yang Xianzhi knew that his cultivation level was not as good as the man's, and the power of his magic weapon was not as good as the other's. Such a head-to-head competition in spiritual power would only lead to death.

He was currently in mid-air, unable to reach the sky or the ground, and many spells could not be used. He then fled downwards and fell to the ground. The man and his golden giant sword followed closely behind him, and there was another loud bang, and a huge sound was heard.

The sword struck the big black bell.

"Let's see how long you can hold on?" The man laughed and controlled the giant sword to slash down continuously.

Yang Xianzhi's face turned slightly pale, and he formed seals with his hands, condensing several feet-long golden spears, and stabbed the man.

A sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of the man's mouth, and he pinched a spell in his hand. The golden giant sword was divided into four, and he slashed at the golden spears. When the two collided, there was a sound of gold and stone hitting each other. Yang Xianzhi took advantage of

At this moment, he turned his left hand, and several mysterious needles came out of his hand and went straight to the man's face.

The man was concentrating on dealing with the golden spear. After a few blows with the giant sword, the golden spear was about to disappear. At that time, when he saw the golden needle coming, he retreated violently. He formed a seal with his hands, and a golden wall instantly condensed, covering the mysterious body.

The needles are all at the moment.

He made a seal in his hand, and the golden giant sword merged into one, and the sword energy surged another two or three feet, and it slashed towards the black bell.

After several loud bangs, the big black bell finally couldn't withstand the attack of the big sword and cracked a hole.

Seeing this, Yang Yunzhi knew that misfortune was inevitable. She closed her eyes and recalled everything she had experienced for half her life. Her family had been herding horses for generations. When she was young, she and her father often rode horses on the grassland. She saw eagles striking the sky and the sun setting in the west.

With spiritual roots, he was selected by the messenger of destiny and entered the Qianyi Sect, bidding farewell to the mortal world.

Many years later, she walked out of the mountain gate and returned home. Her parents died of illness, leaving only one younger brother. He was married and had children, and spent his days herding horses and sheep. She did not show up to see him, but followed him quietly for three days, drifting away.

Go, and from then on cut off the last trace of worldly ties, and devoted myself to practice. I never thought that I would die here today and my whole life would end here.

The big black bell was broken inch by inch, and the golden sword was slashed in front of her. The strong wind stirred up made her clothes rattle.

The expected sharp sword did not hit her, but instead she heard the slightly painful shout of the Demon Sect disciple. She opened her eyes and saw a handsome man ten feet away, clawing at the Demon Sect disciple's head with his five fingers.

Go, the surging spiritual energy around him keeps squeezing towards the inside of his body.

The demon sect disciple's face was red, veins popped out on his head, and his whole body's spiritual power was spinning wildly, resisting the external spiritual pressure.

He shouted loudly, and his whole body's spiritual energy suddenly burst out, breaking through the external spiritual energy constraints. He escaped from the clutches of the handsome man in a series of figures, and without looking back, he quickly picked up the magic weapon and flew away in the air.

The handsome man snorted softly, and a ray of green light shot out from his waist. In a few breaths, he caught up with the Demon Sect disciple and struck him from above. The Demon Sect disciple took out a crimson shield and turned it into a foot-long shield to block it.

Overhead, people continued to run.

The blue light hit the red shield like tofu, cutting it and the Demon Sect disciples, including the flying magic weapon at their feet, into two.

With a bang, the two halves of the body of the Demon Sect disciple fell from mid-air and hit the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

The green light flashed briefly and returned to the man's hand, which was a three-foot-long green wooden ruler.

"Disciple Yang Yunzhi has met Uncle Tang." Yang Yunzhi was overjoyed and hurriedly bowed forward and said softly.

This man was none other than Tang Ning. On his way back to his sect from the Jingping Mountains, he saw a flash of light below that seemed to be fighting between monks. He stopped and took a closer look, vaguely seeing one of them wearing Qianyi sect clothes, resembling the sect.

The disciples in the sect are at a disadvantage and are in a critical situation.

He decisively came to help. He originally planned to subdue the man first and ask about the situation before dealing with him. Unexpectedly, the man resisted desperately, so he beheaded him.

Tang Ning saw that she was thin, with a weak face and a timid look. She looked familiar, but couldn't remember where she had seen her before. From what she said, she clearly knew him. She guessed that she was from the Intelligence Division Action Team.

Which disciple,

So he asked: "Which team are you from, and what mission are you going out to perform?"

Yang Yunzhi was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "My disciple belongs to the Qingxuan Palace Division. A few days ago, a small group of demon sect monks occupied the sect's silver ore industry in Xuwu Mountain. The sect ordered our troops to go and kill those people.

Retake the land of earth and silver ore."

The Qingxuan Palace Division was not an action team under the Intelligence Department. Tangning blurted out: "Since you are a disciple of the Xuandian Palace, how do you know me?"

"Tang Shishu's reputation is well-known in the sect. No one knows it. My disciples also saw him display his wonderful magic and magical powers outside the competition venue." Yang Yunzhi said.

Tang Ning smiled and glanced at the broken black bell at her feet: "Why are you disciples of Qingxuan Palace so incorruptible? In a life-and-death struggle, can't you afford a good magical weapon? Even the magical weapons of Demon Sect disciples can't afford it.

If they are better than you, why should you fight them?"

Her mysterious black bell is a top-grade magic weapon, but the golden sword of the Demon Sect disciple is a top-grade magic weapon.

Yang Yunzhi's face turned slightly red: "Disciple originally had a good magic weapon, but the back part was damaged."

"Which senior brother are you leading the team? How come you are the only one fighting with that demon sect monk, and where are the others?" Tang Ning couldn't help but see that she only had the eighth level of Qi refining, but she was facing off against a tenth level Qi refining monk. asked

"The leader of the team is Senior Uncle Chen Da from our headquarters. Several senior brothers from our headquarters and I were ambushed when we were chasing the disciples of the Demon Sect. We each fled, so we were separated from our senior brothers from our headquarters."

"Oh? Senior Brother Chen Da." Tang Ning thought of the big-faced, thick-browed and big-eyed man in the competition venue, including Jiang Yuhuan and Wei Yaqin. The new generation of disciples who shined in the last competition have now begun to build foundations. , became the backbone of Qianyi Sect.

With a move of his hand, he took the storage bag from the waist of the Demon Sect disciple into his hand, threw it to Yang Xianzhi and said: "It is no longer what it used to be. The Demon Sect's Taoism has risen, and it has the resources to compete with our Xuanmen. We will fight against them in the future." It will become more and more intense, and you disciples at the bottom level must also know how to protect yourselves. It is not easy to practice a practice. Spend more spiritual stones on magical weapons, and you will not suffer a loss."

"Yes, I will follow Uncle Tang's teachings."

Tangning nodded and turned into light and left.

"Uncle Tang." Yang Xianzhi suddenly shouted

Tangning stopped and turned around.

"Thank you."

Tang Ning looked at her watery eyes, and suddenly thought of the crying little girl in Sheofan Mountain, who was crying with pear blossoms in the rain, and the white goose that resolutely crashed into the cliff. Their faces gradually merged into one. No wonder they looked at each other. She looked familiar, it turned out to be her.

Tang Ning smiled and said nothing. The light appeared again and disappeared in a few breaths.

Yang Xianzhi watched him disappear into the distance, feeling a little disappointed. She sighed slightly, Tang Xianshi... still couldn't remember him after all.

When Tang Ning returned to the sect, she first greeted Lu Xingxian, who asked him to continue managing intelligence liaison. Not long after returning to the cave, a woman with red lips and white teeth found him.

After leaving the cave, the woman bowed and said, "Disciple Wei Yun has met Uncle Tang."

Tang Ning nodded. This woman was Kong Fanxing's new disciple this year, and she was currently working in the intelligence office.

The two of them entered the thick fog one after another. Wei Yun took him to a pavilion where Tang Ning visited Kong Fanxing for the first time. The pavilion stood on the edge of the lake, surrounded by green pines, green willows, and peach blossoms.

In the pavilion, Kong Fanxing and Zhu Xu were sitting opposite each other, playing chess. Tang Ning had also played chess with Kong Fanxing here several times in the past few years. The winnings were usually a thousand spiritual stones.

Tang Ning didn't know much about playing chess. He had only read a few chess books and had no actual combat experience. Therefore, his chess skills were far inferior to him, but he couldn't bear to go against his wishes when he came to visit his cave, which ended in disastrous results every time.

Zhu Xu was different from Tang Ning. He knew chess and was a master at it. However, he lost more than he won when playing chess with Kong Fanxing.

Tang Ning sat aside and watched. The two black and white twins were fighting inextricably. They thought hard about every step they took. In the end, Zhu Xu was still defeated by Kong Fanxing, and was defeated by his hand by half an eye.

Kong Fanxing laughed loudly and was very happy: "Brother Zhu, you are still half a step behind in chess!"

Zhu Xu said nothing, with a sullen face, and stretched out his hand to give the black porcelain bottle to Kong Fanxing. He had always been like this, so he couldn't see his emotions or anger.
Chapter completed!