Since bidding farewell to Li Tianliang, it has been nearly a month since he left the nameless village, and he has not passed through any villages and cities on the way, but Meng Tian has also successfully broken through one section and reached the fourth stage of Nengsheng.

After coming out of Linjiang City, Meng Tian almost never meditated again, and carrying Haochen on his back was the only way for him to cultivate, but as a result, the effect of this cultivation was amazing, and the increase in energy value was faster than that of cultivating in the academy. The effect of his own meditation has always been bad, this Meng Tian knows, but Lu Lao insists on letting himself meditate, there must be his intentions, and Meng Tian has never had any resistance. It's just that it seems that this is not the case now, maybe the excessively comfortable cultivation environment and atmosphere in the academy are not suitable for me.

These days, the physical training along the way, coupled with the fact that he has become a fourth-stage capable student, at this time, even if Meng Tian does not use "body strengthening", he can reluctantly carry Haochen's actions.

This is actually more in line with his heart, because without consuming energy, he can always carry Haochen on his back, and he doesn't need to consume energy crystals anymore, which undoubtedly improves his cultivation efficiency a lot. Although his speed became much slower, Montei didn't worry about time at all, because he knew that this was only temporary, and as he became stronger, his speed would naturally increase.

And Li Tianliang also told Meng Tian that he should try not to expose the empty ring in front of people, after all, no matter how small the empty ring is, it is also priceless. Meng Tian sang all the way to collect and release Haochen, if it is seen by those who are interested, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not cause covetousness. Li Tianliang also reminded him that a teenager going out with empty hands is inevitably reminiscent. Fortunately, he was reminded that Meng Tian secretly reviewed that he was not deeply involved in the world, and at the same time he was very grateful to Li Tianliang, so Meng Tian specially took off the empty ring, hung it on his chest, and picked up some straw gravel, wrapped it in rags and disguised it as a package and carried it in his hand.

The sun had fallen, and the land was shrouded in darkness, with only the stars and the hazy moonlight shining on the road. The night road has always been more dangerous, and Meng Tian has already carefully put away Haochen, firstly, to let the tired body get a rest, and secondly, to ensure that the body is agile and ready to deal with emergencies at any time.

"Huh?" Meng Tian suddenly figured out, and vaguely saw a rare fire in the forest in front of him, Meng Tian, who grew up in the forest, knew that this was someone lighting a fire, thinking that it might be a passing caravan. Meng Tian decided to step forward, although he had become much more quiet and steady after what had happened to Meng Da. But after all, I can't stand the loneliness when I'm young, I haven't talked to anyone for nearly a month, and I haven't met it before, but now I see people and I can't hold it back.

In order to appear innocent and let others misunderstand that he had other plans, Meng Tian slowed down and stepped forward. But when he got closer, he was stunned for a moment.

For he saw that there was only one man by the fire, and it was not a caravan. After being taught a lesson by Li Tianliang, Meng Tian didn't dare to make a fire in the night anymore, he was weak alone, and lighting a fire in the night undoubtedly attracted people's attention, if it attracted a master with bad intentions or a strange beast that likes fire by nature, it would be worth the loss.

This person dared to make a fire in the forest alone, thinking that he must be very confident in his own strength, and he was not worried about any danger at all. After all, a daring junior brother like himself is in the minority, and he doesn't look like a young person in shape.

With this judgment alone, Meng Tian had already decided that the man must be a master that he could not match. More is better than less, if unfortunately this person is really sinister, then he will definitely not be pleased, while the other party has not found out, it is better to leave quickly. As soon as his mind turned quickly, Meng Tian decided to make a silent detour.

"Meeting is fate, since friends have arrived, why not come and sit. Just as Meng Tian was about to turn around and speed up, he heard a man's voice coming.

Tut... It was actually discovered, Meng Tian thought to himself, but he heard that there was no malice in the man's tone, but he relaxed a little.

That's it, anyway, even if you can go, you can run away without a fight, and it's quite lonely to walk alone along the way, so it's good to get to know the passers-by, at least you can increase some knowledge and experience. As soon as Meng Tian changed his mind, he walked towards the man.

The man turned his back to Meng Tian and stirred up the fire with a firewood in his hand, so as not to let the flames fade. The crown of fire fluttered in the wind, insolent, and the man seemed to be still, sitting on the rock, the occasional wood ash drifting, or falling on the shoulder, or sneaking into the figure, contrasting with the fireworks, it seemed very lonely.

Looking at the back trembling slightly with the firelight, for some reason, this picture reminded Meng Tian of his father...

"Senior..."Meng Tian didn't care whether he could see it or not, nodded, said hello, and then sat down.

For a moment, the two of them were silent, only the crackling sound of the flame burning the firewood...

Montei was missing his father, but the man didn't know what he was thinking.

Alas... Meng Tian sighed in his heart, and pretended to reach into his arms, but in fact, he touched the empty ring and took out a cigarette.

Picking up a twig and lighting it with fire, he heard the man finally speak again, "Smoke and dispel a thousand sorrows... Could it be that the little brother is also a sad person, and he has already tasted the taste of life when he was young?"

Mongtian turned his face before he could really see the man's appearance.

The man was in his forties, with short brown hair, an angular face, and slightly loose skin that wrinkled the corners of his eyes and mouth. At this time, he looked at Meng Tian with a smile, as if he had known him for a long time, which made Meng Tian feel an inexplicable cordiality.

The middle-aged man also turned his face to look at Meng Tian for the first time at this moment, and after a little look, he saw that Meng Tian was full of gray hair, and it seemed to be vaguely sandwiched with silver. Slightly surprised, but he didn't ask any more, and the words changed, "In the next Ouyang case, I don't know if the little brother still has any sorrow left." ”

Meng Tian reacted, took out a cigarette and handed it to Ouyang Yi.

"Junior Xue Haochen, seniors don't have to be polite..."He said a pseudonym without thinking, and he didn't know if the mysterious person who captured his father was looking for him, even if this person was cordial, when they met in Pingshui, Meng Tian still cautiously intersected.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to hand over the cigarettes, Meng Tianyu quickly looked around, there was no luggage and travel items... Looking at Ouyang Yi's outstretched hand again, the metallic luster moved slightly... Empty Ring! Sure enough, he is a master... Turning his face back, Monsky reaffirmed his judgment.

Take it, light the "Whew...", Ouyang Zhi exhaled, and quietly watched the smoke rise between his fingers, stretching into silk, winding, breaking, drifting away... It seems that the mind is also drifting away...

It wasn't until the smoke burned halfway and the ashes fell that he slowly asked, "Little Brother Xue is traveling alone at night, I think it's halfway through the experience." "Meng Tian was calm and calm from beginning to end, and he didn't need to think much to know that he was a young cultivator who had traveled around, and he was by no means an ignorant teenager who was lost and alone. It's just that at such an age, I'm afraid that the strength is... It's a bit of a risk to go alone.

Meng Tian didn't say anything more, but still nodded.

"Then have you ever heard of the 'Undefeated Three Battles' of the Five Stages of Nengling. Ouyang Shi didn't think he was rude, but asked.

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