In the hall, Ning Chen was eating, suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at the shopkeeper, and a terrifying green light rose in his eyes, "Shopkeeper, the dishes haven't been served yet."

"I ...... I'll just go to the end."

Stared at by this terrible gaze, the shopkeeper suddenly sweated like rain all over his body, and stammered back.

The shopkeeper left, Ning Chen looked at the few people on the side again, the murderous aura was overflowing, and the frightened few people were immediately shocked and went back to serve food.

The rest of the meals were quickly served, and the shopkeeper and the little two, the chef, the vegetable washer, and so on began to watch again, and there was a tendency to gather more and more.

Several helpers sleeping in the back hall were also frightened by this battle, and out of curiosity, they came over and glanced at it, and then, their jaws dropped in shock.

How to describe it, the appearance of eating with one person and one horse is simply angry and frenzied......

There are always such and such unforgettable scenes in this life, however, in the poor memories of everyone present, they are destined to be imprinted by a pair of starving ghosts in front of them A terrible scene, such a scene is more terrifying than today's snow, and it is rare in a hundred years.

Half an hour later, the man and the horse finally stopped, looked at each other, grinned, the same satisfaction, the same happiness.

The battle stopped, and Chef and the others went back to sleep in a daze, unable to recover all the way.

The little white horse was taken to the stable by Xiao Er to rest, and Ning Chen opened a room, ready to sleep for the night.

These days, he has been through too much, and his head has been stuffed with a lot of unbelievable things, and he has long been a little overloaded.

After all, he is still an ordinary person, with joys and sorrows, and his own thoughts, and he can't accept so many unimaginable concepts at once.

This night, it was unprecedentedly quiet, the little white horse in the stable and Ning Chen in the guest room both slept in the dark, and the thunder could not wake up.

At three o'clock the next day, Ning Chen pushed open the door of the room, woke up the little white horse who was still sleeping, and continued to hurry.

The little white horse didn't wake up, and his feelings were not good, or rather bad, so he rolled and refused to leave.

Ning Chen sat aside and sneered at the former to lose his temper, and after a while, he pulled out the ink sword and stuck it on the stone slab with a sonorous sound, and said lightly, "Go, or not go?"

Seeing the ink sword inserted in the ground, the little white horse suddenly became excited, and his brain suddenly cleared up, Herod screamed, and immediately got up and took his position.

"Count your acquaintances" Ning Chen withdrew the ink sword, and smiled without a smile.

Some horses, you can't be nice to them, give a little bit of good color, and they will kick their noses and faces, and they will prepare to open a dye room.

Ning Chen made up his mind to go back to the palace and see his eldest grandson once.

This determination is very difficult, and I don't know how to go back, but I have to go back.

The letter in his hand was very important, and more importantly, the successive pursuits and killings on the side of the West Palace made him very annoyed.

In the palace, the only person he trusts is the eldest grandson, and if he wants to make the West Palace jealous, this letter is the most suitable in the hands of the eldest grandson.

However, determination is determination, but the thought of seeing the eldest grandson, Ning Chen's heart is empty, trust and fear are completely different things, if he is forced to do so, he really doesn't dare to go back.

I don't know if the anger in the eldest grandson's heart has disappeared after so many passes.

Ning Chen was scared in his heart, and while walking, he chattered to the little white horse beside him, "Xiaobai, brother will take you to meet someone in two days."

"Whoosh" The little white horse was surprised, turned his head, blinked his eyes, and asked again, "Who is it?"

Ning Chen's body trembled slightly, and he said with a dry smile, "You'll know when you see it."

For half a day in the morning, Ning Chen walked around the city in a wheelchair, bought a lot of things along the way, and then threw them on the little white horse.

In the past, everyone memorized their own because they were not familiar, but now they are so familiar, what else do you and me do.

What's more, this guy has to pay a price for eating and drinking him.

The little white horse accepted the oppression aggrievedly, and did not dare to resist, this morning's threat was still vivid, and it could only swallow this dumb loss silently.

Half a day later, one person and one horse went on the road, all the way south, and the direction of the imperial city was there.

And before that, he still had to go back to the academy, because, after seeing the eldest grandson, he wanted to go to the sword city in the east.

The academy and the Imperial City are actually not far away, and for a very small number of people, they are even quite close.

The peak force of Great Xia is not very strong, and the reason why it has always been able to suppress the Quartet is because of the invincible strength of Great Xia, and the other is because of the existence of the academy.

The dean of the academy is one of the five most powerful people in this world, and even if there is a sixth innate now, it still can't change that the dean is one of the strongest five.

The innate powerhouse also needs time to accumulate, and it is not possible to reach the strength of the five people in the world in one step.

Although the sixth innate is amazingly talented, it still needs time to precipitate.

In this world, probably no one except Ning Chen can be sure who the sixth innate is, and the deserted city in the east is too mysterious, and it is as strong as Great Xia who does not want to provoke lightly.

One of the strongest martial marquis in Great Xia has been sitting there for many years, making the world more and more curious about the origin of that city in the east.

However, none of the spies sent to that city over the years have been able to return alive, and the swordsmen of the world always feel heavy in their hearts when they look at that city, because they have seen a sword in the city.

Or rather, what they saw, the whole city was a sword.

Therefore, that deserted city is also called the sword city by the swordsmen of the world.

It was a supreme sword, with all its edge, but it made the swordsmen of the world surrender.

Legend has it that there may be a supreme swordsman in the Sword City, a swordsman who is feared even by the innate strong.

The rumors are ridiculous, everyone in the world knows that the innate realm is the holy realm of martial arts, and it is not the same concept as the acquired at all.

However, even such absurd rumors still convinced many sword masters, and they believed that those who had entered the Dao of the Sword were enough to compete with the innate even if they did not break through the innate realm.

Regardless of whether this rumor is true or not, the strength of the Sword City is unquestionable, forcing Daxia to send a martial marquis to lead troops to defend it for a long time, which shows how terrifying the deterrent power of force is when it reaches a certain level.

Tiancang Academy, Du'e Temple, Eternal Night Temple, Beimeng Golden Horde, plus Sword City, this is the forbidden place of the world's warriors, and no strong person dares to enter without permission.

Ning Chen didn't know what Du Chengxue had to do with that sword city, but he would have to go over sooner or later, maybe after returning to the palace this time.

He wanted to see what happened to that woman, he still can't forget the breath of that day, it was a kind of indifference that cut off a qiē, and the indifference made him feel a little cold.

Twilight was the first person he met in his life, and it meant something extraordinary to him, he hated the feeling that day was floating in his heart, and if he couldn't confirm with his own eyes whether the premonition was true or false, he couldn't let go of the stone in his heart.

His purpose of returning to the academy is also very simple, whether he returns to the palace or goes to the sword city in the east, he may encounter unimaginable dangers, he needs to be faster, and the wheelchair under him is indeed too slow.

At that time, Mr. Lu said that it was the first time in his life to make a wheelchair, and it was inevitable that there would be some hands, so make do with it.

Although Ning Chen always thought that this wheelchair was far beyond what Lu Lao said, after all, it was already slow, and he had to go back and change it.

Originally, he wanted to wait for his strength to be stronger, strong enough to protect himself, and then go to the sword city in the east to find Du Chengxue, but he was not a patient person after all, and it was the limit for him to endure it for so long.

He listened to the words of the master, came to the north for a trip, untying the knot is also a kind of experience, he has always lived under the protection of the eldest grandson, has experienced a lot but has grown very little, after all, everyone's road still needs to be walked by themselves, and he is no exception.

The way back, with a clear goal, was much faster than when he came, and every time he passed a new place, the little white horse's interest would be very high, but Ning Chen's mood couldn't get any better, because he found that the golden paper he got on the altar was really a bit maddening.

The exercises recorded on the paper are very strong, but they are also very demanding and frightening to death, especially the moves in it, which directly require at least innate to be able to practice.

Ning Chen was indignant in his heart, if he had an innate realm, what kind of breaking moves would he practice, and he would directly slap the enemy to death with his cultivation.

The moves can't be practiced, but the mental method can be referred to, the human body's dantian cyclone space is very large, as long as you are not afraid of death, no matter how many attributes of the true qi can be accommodated.

It's a pity that the essence of this page is in the moves recorded at the end, although the mental method is also extraordinary, but without the combination of moves, it will not be able to exert a few percent of the power.

The only good news is that the two pages of golden paper do not conflict with each other, which means that even if you practice, you can't die.

Then, he practiced.

Of course, he still mainly uses the exercises on the first page of golden paper, and this one is just in case.

Ten days later, the dusty man and the horse finally walked back to the academy.

At this time, the students of the academy also started school.

After coming back, Ning Chen first visited the master, it had only been more than a month, and the master was older, but he looked in good spirits.

The master liked the little white horse very much, so Ning Chen simply left this guy behind and went to find Mr. Lu by himself.

Lu Lao's residence was not in the academy, but in an orphanage about three miles away from the academy.

Lu Lao likes to be quiet, especially when he is studying new ideas, he hates being disturbed, but Ning Chen feels that he has a good temper with this strange old man.

When Ning Chen came to Mr. Lu's residence, the door of the orphanage was closed, which meant that no one was welcome to come in.

He knew that the old man should still be studying his frames, so he didn't hurry, but sat outside the door and waited quietly.

Not long after, a violent voice came from the courtyard, "Come in"

Ning Chen smiled slightly, pushed open the door and entered, and saw an old man in a mess tinkering with something in a pile of wood.

"Lu Lao"

"You're not dead yet?"

Lu Lao didn't even raise his head, he already knew who was coming, and the wheelchair he made could be heard by listening to the sound.

Ning Chen smiled dumbly and replied, "Lu Lao is too worried, the kid doesn't want to die yet."

However, before the words fell, Ning Chen's eyes suddenly shrank, and his right hand instantly drew out the ink sword and placed it in front of him, but when he heard a bang, his body and the wheelchair slid backwards more than three feet away.

"Yes, I've grown a lot"

Lu Lao clapped his hands, and probably understood what Ning Chen was doing here, this wheelchair was indeed slow.

"Ahem"

Ning Chen's chest was stuffy, he vomited out a mouthful of blood, and immediately glared at the old man in front of him, and said angrily, "Old man Lu, haven't you passed your menopause yet!"

"Menopause?"

Lu Lao didn't know why, and said suspiciously.

Ning Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "What do you mean by praising you for being smart?"

Lu Lao nodded, "Oh, then your whole family is menopause"

“......”

Ning Chen shut up, he knew that this old man was much more difficult to deal with than he seemed on the surface, he was old and fine, and he didn't talk nonsense at all.

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