Ning Feng leaned on the throne of glazed glass, his eyes half open and half closed, as if he wanted to fall asleep deeply...

Perhaps after the fierce battle, I suddenly became lazy and felt bored.

Inexplicably, he remembered that at the beginning of time travel, he studied poetry and books hard, and was looking forward to the title of the Golden List, becoming a great scholar of a generation. He was in power and was doing things that were abolished and deposed. At the very least, he was also the name of Yi Yin and Huo Guang. Maybe he could even be addicted to the yellow robe;

Immediately afterwards, the young man Ning Feng discovered that there was something about immortals and demons in this world. He immediately took the poetry and books to wipe his butt, and went through hard work with Ning Caichen and his son to spend all his family fortune, and finally entered the outer gate of the Sun God Palace.

An ordinary outer disciple, three years ago, before the Soul Realm, Ning Feng recalled that it was the happiest day in his life.

It is not worry-free, nor is it because it is without pressure, but in the end it is the road of immortality, and my father is by his side. He always feels that long-lasting vision is just a step-by-step process.

In the soul realm, a magic god appeared in his eyes, and the saying "There should be light" seemed to ignite something in his heart.

After the Soul Realm, he stopped at the demon, the chief of the Divine Palace, and defeated the Demon Sect's Holy Son in the southern border. When he was in full swing, his soul went far away and fossils for three years. It was also what I thought of, even though he died nine times, he still did not regret it.

In the vast sea area and in the dark ruins, the sky fought against the heroes of a state alone, and they were undefeated for a hundred years and never retreated, and they defended the only road.

Even if something happened near the moment, it seems to be a bit too far away.

"What should appear below?"

Ning Feng laughed self-deprecatingly, "Is it happened in my previous life?"

As soon as this thought came to life, he seemed to see himself driving a car through the highway, passing by a large car.

At the moment of overtaking, Ning Feng saw the car full of pigs sniffing, sniffing each other, and all looked at each other with curious eyes.

Chase, go parallel, surpass.

During the whole process, Ning Feng felt that he was playing the game "Watch who blinks first" with a group of pigs who were about to be sent to the slaughterhouse.

The air circulation system stubbornly sent the stench from the pig car into his car. Ning Feng wanted to cut off his nose, so he had to step on the accelerator and moaned. He suddenly left.

"What am I thinking?"

Ning Feng laughed silently and woke up completely.

He still maintained the movement of holding his cheek with his hands. Under his seat is the throne of Glazing, under his feet is the island of Glazing, and further outward is the gurgling water of the Yellow Spring, forming the Nine-Curvey Yellow River Formation.

Everything is as usual.

"Forget it, I'll walk around while the rain is still going on."

Ning Feng stretched his waist, got up from the throne of glazed trees, and walked out step by step.

"By the way, except for the shocking glance when I entered Zhongtian, I have never really seen what Zhongtian looks like."

"A hundred years from now on, everything is overwhelming, and the strong people from all directions regard me as a ss to beat me. It is hard to say whether there is still this opportunity."

"Let's take advantage of the present."

Ning Feng was light and felt like he was having a leisurely life for half a day. He stepped across Huangquan Lake and walked through various real water rivers. Before he knew it, he crossed the range of the Nine-Curve Yellow River formation.

This great formation that buried thousands of monks and can annihilate all spiritual realities naturally has no effect in front of Ning Feng, who is in charge of the Hunyuan Jin Dou.

In just a moment, I went out a hundred miles.

As soon as he stepped out of the range, Ning Feng couldn't help but take a deep breath.

The area within the range of the Nine-Curve Yellow River Formation, a hundred miles of land was finally transformed by the Tianxin consciousness with the mysterious yellow energy, so where does Zhongtian look like?

As soon as he left this range, his first feeling was that the fragrance of soil was floating in the air, the aroma of grass and the fragrance of wild flowers.

A little further away, there are birds singing, beast roaring, and insects singing, which are naturally full of vitality.

“This is a great place.”

Ning Fengxing walked like a roaming, feeling the spiritual energy of heaven and earth crawling into his pores like spiritually, and his flesh and blood seemed to be revived, cheering.

"I suddenly understood a little."

In his mind, scenes that were seen on Yuanshi Jinqiao could not help but appear.

Ning Feng subconsciously pressed his hand on his chest, and the Yuanshi Jinqiao narrowed back to its original appearance and hung it quietly, just like an ordinary pendant.

From then on, Yuanshi Jinqiao seemed to have exhausted all its power, and there was no stranger at all.

"Zhang Fan, Chu Liuxian, Mo Xuan, they are all standing at a peak that I still can't look up to, but they still can't take the most critical step."

"At least, they don't feel like they're stepping out."

Ning Feng could feel that among the people, Zhang Fan was the strongest, but it was him who had the deepest despair.

That kind of despair was like an old farmer who had worked hard all his life, sitting under an old tree at the entrance of the village, talking casually about his experiences at the outside world. The younger generation in the village were all impressed with a look of admiration.

He has no worries about food and clothing, looks around and is unable to see the power of his neck and neck, and is worshipped, but only he knows how big the outside world is, and he is already wrong from the root.

"Whether it is Zhang Fan, Chu Liuxian, and Mo Xuan, they all have to leave behind the inheritance there and pin their hopes on the next 'same person' because they know that because of the root reasons, they have no hope in this life."

"I didn't understand what is at the root of this before, but now I suddenly understand it."

Ning Feng compared the difference between Zhongtian and the original local area and felt like he had some understanding.

He naturally understood that what Zhang Fan and others thought was wrong at the root and could not take the most critical step, which was not simply a problem of the world's vitality.

This also involves world background, development direction, etc.

There is nothing more sad in the world than this.

When a person starts from nothing, he must absorb the essence of his predecessors until there is no way ahead before he opens up his own path.

This is inevitable.

But what you absorb is wrong when you start?

Even though he is amazing, he can only stop in front of a certain gate and occasionally see the scenery outside through the crack of the door. So he becomes more and more desperate.

Ning Feng let his thinking diverge, while walking forward. He gradually walked out of the mountains, the plains, the prosperous town, the fishing village on the water, and into a barren land.

Weeds grow here, and humans and animals are extinct.

The sky gradually darkened and the sun set. It seemed as if it was about to drag the whole world together and fall asleep peacefully.

“Huh?”

Ning Feng stopped and looked up, "There is smoke in front of him?"

He tapped his toes lightly, flew up, landed on the top of a half-wilted tree near the left and looked over.

Under the smoke of cooking, there was a huge building full of desolation. It looked like a temple in the past, but now I don’t know who has picked it up again and turned into an inn.

Outside, there is a wooden stake with horses tied to it and eating feed leisurely.

"It seems that this place should be the only place to stay in this area."

What emerged in Ning Feng's mind was the existence of Longmen Inn. In the middle of the two important places, there was a place where you were eating passers-by.

He thrust his nose and vaguely smelled a strong fragrance, as if he was roasting something, and his greed was hooked out of his stomach.

Ning Feng raised his eyebrows, and his eyes became extremely deep for a moment, and then he returned to normal, remained in a scattered state, and walked towards the inn that was transformed into a temple.

Hundreds of feet away, passing by in a blink of an eye.

Standing in front of the gate, Ning Feng exclaimed: "What a big deal."

In front of him, the huge and rich doors of the temple gate were a little mottled, and the copper buckles and blisters on it were wiped shinyly and shined with golden light.

Ning Feng pressed his hands on the door and pushed them gently.

"Cruff~~~"

The door is much lighter than I thought. I think it was because someone kept it all year round, so I opened it with my hands.

As soon as the door opened, the warmth came to my face, accompanied by the noise, the aroma of barbecue, and the red candle fire, as if it was about to completely melt people in it.

Ning Feng nodded gently. If he was a real walker on the road, he would have been exhausted and suddenly entered such a place, he would probably not be able to take any steps.

He walked inside without hesitation. On both sides of the passage, there were passengers talking, drinking, eating meat in big mouthfuls, and drinking wine in big bowls.

At the end of the passage, in the middle of the entire building, there was a bonfire burning, illuminating the entire building's interior warm and red.

On the whole side are copper doors.

Through the gap between the copper doors that leads to the roof, you can feel the fire behind you and the crackling sound, as if the grease dripped down when barbecue and exploded on the fire.

Ning Feng observed with great interest, and an extremely woman twisted her water snake's waist and leaned over with red makeup.

Her first move was to put her hand on Ning Feng's shoulder and lean on her, softly, with the fragrance of powder, perfectly interpreting three words: the land of gentleness.

The woman's face is just a distance from Ning Feng's fist. It is covered with rouge and powder, which does not hide her natural beauty. She smiles brightly and charms: "Cheer, welcome to the gentle hometown, my family Hengshi."

"Hengshi?"

Ning Feng was chanting this name in his heart and secretly complained: "Shouldn't it be called Jinxiangyu?"

"Also, this place is really called a gentle place."

He had a thought in his mind and replied with a smile: "Boss, I'm here for the first time, can I have any introduction?"

Ning Feng originally wanted to call out the name "Hengshi", but he always felt it was strange, so he simply called it the boss lady.

Hengshi glanced at Ning Feng, his eyebrows were raised, as if he was about to get away with the souls of a person at once. If he changed to a young man, his soul would be light and his ancestors could be sold.

She took back the hand that was on Ning Feng's shoulder, held his arm with both hands, and dragged it to the copper door.
To be continued...