“Uh, it’s really a bit... lively.

Chaoyang Town, with thick courtyards and streets, Ningfeng's head is full of scorching sun, and there are endless crowds of people in the middle, opposite is Langya Blessed Land.

In the shops with the four-character golden signs of "Langya Blessing Land", they often come and go, dressed in shabby clothes, or mortals or low-level monks.

They all showed nervous expressions when they entered, and occasionally they were wandering in front of the door for a long time. As soon as they entered, they seemed reluctant to come out. They really came out and were satisfied, and they walked in a hurry, as if they had gained something big.

“It looks like it’s done well.”

Ning Feng couldn't help but smile, remembering that Ning Caichen told him about his original intention of doing such a business that day. His whole body was warm, and it was hard to tell whether it was bathing in the sun or the warmth in his heart.

Through the crack, he saw Ning Caichen holding a teapot in one hand and sucking a bamboo slip from time to time, and enjoying the view.

As for the exchanges, reception of spirit beads, verbal introductions, etc., a few guys were busy running and not doing his old man’s affairs.

Seeing the wonderful part, Ning Caichen slapped his thigh and shouted so wonderfully. The sound was so loud that Ning Feng could hear it half a street.

Well, I could hear the sound of a "popping" on my palm on my thighs so crisply.

Even Ning Caichen himself was shocked by such a big disturbance. The teapot in his hand spilled out and jumped in a hurry, unable to tell whether it was painful or hot.

Ning Feng shook his head and laughed. He was about to come forward to greet him, and by the way he gave the old man a surprise, he saw Ning Caichen hurried out of Langya Blessing, as if he was rushing back to change his clothes.

He felt fun. He did not speak out immediately, but followed Ning Caichen and returned to his yard all the way.

With a "bang", Ning Caichen entered, closed the door, and completed it in one go.

If it weren't long ago, Ning Feng might have to take out the key and open the door, then there would be no surprise or something.

Now is different from the past. Although he has not practiced any magic, a short wall can not stop him.

A Zongyue Ning Feng played another trick of climbing over the wall in his yard.

He walked to Ning Caichen's door with a familiarity. He was about to push the door and surprise his father when a voice suddenly came out:

"Son, are you back?"

"Well?"

Ning Feng was stunned. He pressed his hand on the door with force and pushed the door in.

"Father, how did you know I'm back?"

Ning Feng asked in surprise.

He thought he hadn't shown any behavior. Ning Caichen even looked at the road without raising his head. How could he notice it?

Ning Feng was still confused. Ning Caichen seemed to be startled, turned around suddenly, and said in surprise: "Son. You are really back."

Judging from his expression, there is no surprise that is fake, and it is a very standard one.

Then what happened just now?

Ning Feng asked again, Ning Caichen scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Isn't you idle for your father? I just called you casually, who knows that you are really back, son."

“Can the road go smoothly?”

"Are you injured?"

"What did the Lord of Tianyunzi say?"

"Tell me what might be the most powerful thing to my father."

Ning Caichen looked happy. He pulled Ning Feng's sleeve, which was still stunned, dragged it to the stone table outside to sit down, and then he quickly boiled a pot of hot water to pour it on. He sat opposite him and looked over.

Ning Feng came back to his senses and felt his chest was a little blocked, and he couldn't say what it felt like.

Even though I knew my son had not returned yet, I was alone in the empty room and shouted boredly, "Son, you are back." What should I feel?

Ning Feng didn't understand. Perhaps only when he became a father and his children traveled far away without any news, he might be able to experience it.

After rubbing his sour nose, Ning Feng poured a cup of tea for his father with hot water. He remembered the order of Ning Caichen's questions just now, and felt emotion in his heart.

"I feel sorry for parents in the world. What I think of is whether their children are going well or not, whether they are safe or not, and then achievement and glory."

Ning Feng took a deep breath, calmed down, picked up the part he could talk about, and talked about his experience during this period.

During the whole process, Ning Caichen was shocked, sometimes nervous, sometimes proud, sometimes stopped so that he didn't even notice that the tea was cold, and poured it down with a gurgling look.

"It's so good."

"Son, you finally realize your dream."

Ning Caichen was filled with emotion, as if the hardships, the bankruptcy and the journey of thousands of miles were all meaningful.

Ning Feng smiled, patted his father's hand, and said, "Father, this is the first step. There is still a long way to go, and a very wonderful scenery. Wait for me to tell you slowly."

After almost saying that, Ning Feng was a little tired, and at the same time he thought that he hadn't cooked for his father for a long time. He didn't know what he had eaten during this period. He was about to go to the kitchen when he stood up when his sleeve was grabbed by Ning Caichen.

"That, son, what are you going to do?"

Ning Caichen's expression was a little strange.

"Cook……"

Ning Feng raised his eyebrows and said in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"No, nothing." Ning Caichen's eyes flashed, and he pulled Ning Feng out, and kept saying, "I finally came back and cooked something. Let's go to the restaurant to have money for my father."

"And, our Langya Blessings has collected a lot of good things recently. Please pick and choose and see what you can learn."

"Of course there is no comparison with the magic of the Divine Palace, but you don't need to contribute to your own things without using the spirit jade, and you don't have to look at it without looking at it."

Speaking of later, Ning Caichen was obviously proud of his business and wanted his son to see his achievements. The look of "Come and praise me" on his face could not deceive people.

Ning Feng was dragged away in helplessness, but Ning Caichen's dodging gaze was constantly replaying in his mind.

"What the hell is going on?"

Before he could come up with something, the two of them returned to Langya blessed land.

As the boss, Ning Caichen stood up with a proud look and went straight into the inner hall. He shouted that the friend took out all the best skills and techniques that were collected by Langya Blessing Land recently.

Ning Feng was amused and crying by the old man, so he had to sit honestly and look at the piles of jade slips in front of him with a bitter expression.

The jade slips are of different materials, old, old, broken or incomplete. In short, none of them seem to be related to the word "precious".

"I have to... see."

Ning Feng turned his head and saw the old man's eyes. He always felt that he didn't look at it, or even chose a martial art in it, and he was sorry for the old man's intentions, and he made a big mistake.

Pinching his nose, Ning Feng began to paste jade slips on his forehead, calming his mind, and extending his mind into reading.

He visualized the Sun God Palace, and he had traveled through the nine deaths, and his spiritual consciousness and thoughts were far more refined than his peers. It was not difficult to read these jade slips.

It took only half an hour to pile up the jade slips that have been read gradually piled up, and the parts that have not been read have become fewer and fewer.

Ning Feng's expression gradually became solemn, from the point of being irresistible, purely responding to the matter, and becoming truly serious.

Another half an hour later, Ning Feng let out a long breath, put down the jade slip in his hand, and rubbed his eyebrows.

He glanced at the last jade slip left, which looked dark in color, not like jade fingers, but more like cow bones.

"Most of these jade slips are broken, not systematic, and are rooted in low-level, with a small structure, but they are clever and can be learned from other things, so it's not in vain."

Ning Feng doesn't feel like a hard work at this moment.

The martial arts selected from Langya Blessings cannot be called a good thing, and they are even more different from the Jingxiang Pavilion. However, the ideas in this way are enough to be interesting to the point where the change is difficult.

This kind of thing is actually something that monks from the high sects disdain to bet on.

When Ning Feng was in high spirits, he felt unhappy and reached out to pick up the last jade slip.

This jade slip was sunk because I had used it before, and Ning Feng could feel the slightest and heavy changes, let alone such a big gap.

"This jade slip is weird!"

Ning Feng was excited. Not only because of the weight, the touch of this jade slip was different from the texture of those five-color jade. It was unlikely that the monks who purchased the jade slip would know about this.

It is afraid that ordinary monks will find it difficult to know what the five-color jade feels like in their lifetime?

Ning Feng's thoughts did not affect his movements, and he slowly put a jade slip like a cow bone on his forehead.

"Boom~"

A passage of text poured into the heart lake.
Chapter completed!