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"Jing Fei, before I came to leave the capital, Hei Wubai Chang also met twice, who are they, the spirits in the parting capital?" Night Feather Tide's attention is diverted.

"Black and white are often under the jurisdiction of the Ghost Sect, there is a set of strict screening procedures, do not accept foreign spirits, select some children and slaves born in the capital for training, and then will be put in the slave ring, gladiatorial arena and other places for actual combat training, and the last to survive is the black and white constant." Jing Fei explained.

Ye Yuxi's heart suddenly dawned, no wonder, the strength of black and white is so high!

Looking ahead, the two of them had already reached the edge of the town when they spoke, and Ye Yuxi glanced at the wooden sign on the key: "Let's go directly to the courtyard and wait for the Xuanming seniors." ”

……

Venerable Xuanming, who was talked about by the two of them, came to a deep mountain at this time.

This deep mountain is an undeveloped old forest, which is full of miasma, and few humans and spirit animals are active here.

In a secluded valley, there are several thatched huts.

Lao Lai fell outside the courtyard, pulled his neck and shouted: "Old ghost Sun, I came to see you!" ”

Squeak~~

The simple wooden door opened, and it was indeed a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child.

"Ahh The boy gestured towards Lao Lai, and his mouth made a short sound, but he was mute.

"Huh? It's not dark yet, what kind of sleep does Old Man Sun sleep. As he spoke, Lao Lai was about to break in.

"Ugh! Belch! The boy walked sideways and stopped in front of Lao Lai, for fear that Lao Lai would go in and disturb the sleep of the people in the house.

Lao Lai frowned, "You get up, I won't play with you today, I'm looking for Lao Sun Tou to do business." ”

"Ah...... Belch. The boy shook his head stubbornly, and with a cross arm, he stopped at the door.

"Huh? You! Lao Lai pushed the boy's arm, but he didn't push it, the boy's eyes looked directly at Lao Lai, and the spiritual power in his body was already working at full strength.

"You have to force me to do it with you." Lao Lai was a little angry, and with a slap of his hand, he directly shook the boy back seven or eight steps and threw him on the ground, and raised his feet into the yard.

The boy's face was in a hurry, and he didn't care about slapping the dust on his body, so he got up directly and wanted to make a move with Lao Lai.

This boy's cultivation is not low, he is enough to be in the early stage of the ninth order, and for his age, it is definitely considered a high cultivation, but unfortunately, what he wants to stop is the old man of the Xuanling Realm.

"Ah Xiu." A lazy voice came from the room, "I've woken up and gone cook some porridge." ”

Ah Xiu, who was about to make a move with Lao Lai, heard the sound in the room, stopped his movements and made an angry expression towards Lao Lai, and turned into the low kitchen on the side.

The wooden door opened, and an old man about the same age as Lao Lai came out, and what was quite striking was that the old man looked like a cripple on crutches.

This person is the old grandson in Lao Lai's mouth, Sun Anpeng.

"Lai, how can you have the kung fu to come to me today." Sun Anpeng waved his cane, and a surging spiritual power came out, and two chairs were transported out of the house, one of which fell to Lao Lai's feet.

Lao Lai was not polite, and sat on it: "Looking for you, it is naturally a serious matter." ”

"Every time you say something serious, a few times it's serious, whatever, say it." Sun Anpeng moved his wrists, took out his crutches from under his armpits, and sat on another chair by himself.

Lao Lai looked at the kitchen and said in a low voice: "Old Sun, Ah Xiu, this kid is good, he also has talent, fifteen-year-old ninth-order cultivation, no worse than those geniuses in Neidu, do you really plan to let him stay in your little broken courtyard all the time?" ”