These days, Ye Ning's life is relaxing.

Although the scenery of Huanmian Mountain is not very beautiful, it has become a bit of a fairy-like demeanor after more than ten years of hard work. Ye Ning was dressed in white clothes like snow, with his hands on his back, and wandered around slowly. From time to time, disciples of Huanmian Sect, who saw Ye Ning from afar, respectfully saluted. Ye Ning smiled with great kindness, and did not have the arrogance of a sect being high above him.

The most exciting thing is Qiu Shaobai, Ye Qingming and Fangge. These days, they have always been around the master. Not only are their doubts in cultivation solved, but more importantly, they can always admire Master's style.

After Qiu Shaobai was promoted to the Venerable, he was also granted the position of elder and allowed to open a cave on the northern peak of Huanshen Mountain. However, he was greedy for the rare scene of getting along with his master, and did not move away, and still lived with his brothers. Seeing his master smiling affectionately, Qiu Shaobai acted coquettishly and said, "Master, Shaobai has been promoted to the Venerable, and the master has not sent any gifts yet."

"You." Ye Ning smiled, and found that he did not reward any other items except to give this genius disciple a gift. So he smiled and said, "Okay, it seems that Shaobai has indeed spent a lot of hard work to be promoted to the Venerable in such a short time. Let's do this, I will reward you with a low-grade holy weapon!"

As he said that, his mind moved and a sword-shaped magic weapon appeared in front of him.

"Panwu giant sword, a low-grade holy weapon, two zhang long, ten inches wide, and weighing 100,000 tons. With a light hit, you can definitely smash a hill!"

Ye Ning obtained this sword from the Blood Forbidden Immortal Palace, but Ye Ning had never used it because it was too huge. Now, rewarding Qiu Shaobai is not considered as insulting this sword.

Qiu Shaobai took the long sword and couldn't let it go. "Thank you, Master."

Ye Qingming and Fangge were very envious. Fangge was better. Ye Qingming came from a family and had a rare understanding of holy tools. In the Ye family, only elders who had made great contributions would be given holy tools. How could they be like Ye Ning, just thrown away by a holy weapon? He secretly added strength in his heart to strive to advance as soon as possible.

Ye Ning looked at their expressions and smiled and said, "You guys, don't envy your senior brother. Work hard to practice. When you are promoted to Venerable, you won't be stingy even if you become a master."

"yes."

The master and apprentice spoke in a calm manner.

A few days later, news came from Xu Ming that Ye Mengyuan had agreed and would definitely come to meet the appointment in a year.

On this day, Ye Ning was walking at the foot of the mountain. Suddenly, a monster with snow-white body and only a bright red horn rushes over, "mooing" and screaming. Ye Ning was startled at first. He clearly felt that this beast had already reached the eighth level of cultivation and could turn into a human form further. The monster seemed to see his relatives, and its huge body rubbed directly on Ye Ning, and its scarlet tongue spit out, splashing Ye Ning's saliva.

Ye Ning was about to capture him before talking, but suddenly, the snow-white monster spoke. "Woooo, why did the master ignore Jinglei? Jinglei is so scary."

The voice was so thick that it was like a thunderclap. However, the tone was clearly a child with an IQ of only five or six years old.

Ye Ning took a closer look and suddenly remembered that this monster was the one-horned rhinoceros thunder cow that he had conquered! Unexpectedly, more than ten years passed, and even the calf advanced. He patted the blood-colored horns of the one-horned rhinoceros thunder cow and felt emotion. Suddenly, he became excited and turned over the cow's back and said, "Let's go, thunder, let's go around."

On that day, Ye Ning, the leader of the sect, rode a cow out of the mountain.
Chapter completed!