An Yi did not realize that she had gone out of her way. Instead, she hugged Ning Cheng and even trembled.

"An Yi..." Ning Cheng was trying to call An Yi up, and he felt that it was wrong. He and An Yi were surrounded by smog everywhere, that is, the snowy chest of An Yi was also blocked by fog, and it seemed to be faint.

"There are soul soldiers..." An Yi’s tone was a little trembling, and she seemed to be extremely afraid of those soul soldiers.

Ning Cheng had already left the problem of An Yi’s chest aside. He sat up in an instant and simply refused to take care of it. He seized An Yi and hid behind a reef.

A headless man holds a human head in his hand and slowly moves his back in the faint smog. After the man took a few steps, he suddenly took a **** palm from the package behind him and then put the palm of his hand in the head of the man. The head of the man who was in his hands, slowly began to chew.

Ning Cheng felt the tingling of the scalp, even if he was on the ship of Fang Yijian, there was no such horrible feeling.

After the man chewed a palm of his hand, he suddenly turned his head in one direction. The two gray eyes were directly staring at the position where Ning Cheng and An Yi were hiding. There was even some blood on the corner of his mouth.

Ning Cheng felt a cold in his heart, and a breath in Xuan Huangzhu came out again, expelling the group from coldness.

Fortunately, the headless person does not seem to know that the head of his hand looked at Ningcheng, still into the fog and slowly disappeared.

"Ning Big Brother, the soul soldier has no head..." An Yi’s voice trembled a little, apparently she had not seen such a strange thing.

Ning Cheng said, "An Yi, I suspect that it is not a soul. When we first came, it was just an island. Now suddenly there are a lot of fog, and I can’t see the things around. It’s very likely A formation method may be a magical array. The person who has no human head, or does not exist at all, is an illusion of ourselves."

Although comforting An Yi, Ning Cheng had no bottom in his heart, and he was not sure whether it was an illusion, because the scene just was too real.

After a scent, the fog gradually dissipated, and Ning Cheng and An Yi restored the original scene again.

"I know, here is Lansha Island." Ning Cheng woke up, he felt that there is some familiarity here, and the surrounding environment is clearly defined by the business people.

Ning Cheng never forgets that the two pictures were thrown by him, but he still remembers the things drawn in the picture. The periphery of Lansha Island, the picture of the law, is the scene in front of you.

"What do we do? I heard that there was a golden fruit. There will be many people coming over." When An Yi heard that it was Lansha Island, he asked some concerns.

Ning Cheng immediately said, "The industry leaders want us to join their team, absolutely uneasy. Whether the business people have been in the past fifteen last month, or in the fifteenth of this month, we are not strong enough. Insert a foot. There should be a few days in this month's fifteenth. Let's find a safe place to hide and say."

If there is a boat, Ning Cheng now wants to leave here. It is a pity that he does not have a boat and cannot go away at all. He simply does not believe that there are such things as marigolds and marigolds. If so, can you wait for a three-layered ants in this area to rob them?

Ning Cheng and An Yi did not dare to enter the heart of the island. They walked along the edge of the island for more than an hour, and finally found a huge reef on the island.

Ning Cheng took out the long knife from the leather three, and found a hidden place in the reef to start digging. Ningcheng's four layers of gas accumulation were repaired, and there was a lower-handed implement, and he did not cherish the handle, but for a short period of time, Ning Cheng dug up a huge reef cave.

At this time, An Yi had already changed a set of clothes and followed Ning Cheng into the newly dug reef cave. The two had just entered without a moment, and the outside was once again covered in fog.

"It's really weird here. I have to find a way to refine some flags, and then arrange the array to seal this hole. An Yi, you have a spiritual stone, first cultivate yourself." Ning Cheng saw the fog growing thicker outside. Congratulations to my own correct choice. If he is still in the fog, maybe he will lose his way and go directly to the island.

An Yi has no objection to Ning Cheng’s opinion. She knows that Ningcheng’s cultivation requires a lot of spiritual stones. Her spiritual stones are not meaningful to Ning Cheng, and it is better to cultivate. When her cultivation is high, go to Ningcheng to find the spiritual stone for cultivation.

See An Yi began to practice, Ning Cheng took out some materials and began to refine the flag. He has never learned a refiner, but there is some simple introduction to the refining flag in the base of the formation. After two days of exploration and countless trials, Ning Cheng actually refines some of the first-level flag. Although it is still a bit rough, these flags can already be arranged in the first level.

Ning Cheng is very dissatisfied. He regrets a bit. He did not ask Fang Yijian to ask for a few jade simplifications. At this point he is already very clear that the refiner and the array are really close together. If he doesn't learn the refiner, he can't be a good mage.

Thinking that the refiner and the array are closely connected, Ning Cheng sighed, and the refiner would never be easier than alchemy. Xuan Huangzhu can only help him correct the practice of cultivation, but he can not let him quickly master the skills of alchemy and refining. It seems that even if he masters more theory of arrays, it is unlikely that he will become a powerful strategist.

After simply arranging a first-level concealed array method in Dongfu, Ningcheng took out a few jade slips given by Fang Yijian. Two of them are jade, and Ning Cheng can't see a word. He did not know whether his cultivation was too low, or that the jade slips given by Fang Yijian were fake.

Ning Cheng took out the four gongs, the first one could not be seen, the second one could not see, the third one...

Ning Cheng’s heart has already determined that Fang Yijian has lied to him. Even if he can’t see all the things on the jade slip, his practice of cultivation has been corrected by Xuan Huangzhu, and Shen’s thoughts are definitely much stronger than the average gas monk. Now he can't even see a word on Yu Jian. What is Fang Yijian not lie to him?

This idea changed when Ningcheng picked up the fourth jade slip, and the fourth jade Jane Ningcheng could use the things that God read to sweep into it.

"Ruyi Xuanmu..."

The words at the beginning have no problem for Ningcheng, but the more they get to the back, the more blurred they are. When Ningcheng sees ‘getting into the air and accomplishing the truth,’ the brain hurts and can’t be seen anymore. However, with Ning Cheng's abnormal memory, he only has to read it once and he will never forget it.

This is a woodwork method, Ning Cheng closed his eyes and carefully thought about this practice again. I found that this method of practice is no better than the Ning family exercises he has corrected.

Ning Cheng himself did not want to cultivate this practice, he thought of An Yi. At this time, An Yi was practicing. After listening to Fang Yijian’s words, Ning Cheng felt that An Yi’s practice was very general. He interrupted An Yi, who was practicing, and asked, "An Yi, what is your spiritual root? What is the practice of cultivation?"

After An Yi received the work, he opened his eyes and said, "My main spiritual root is wood, and the cultivation is the hibiscus. My master said that after I have consolidated, I need to find a new practice."

"Where the raft is, it should be the lowest level of the martial arts. Fang Yijian gave me a practice, there is a wishful mysterious wood, I have no use, leave it to you to practice." Ning Cheng said Then, he lost the jade in his hand to An Yi.

"Xuan Muzhen? This should be a mysterious method. I have never seen anything that my master has seen. Fang Yijian will give it to you. He is really rich."

An Yi took over Yu Jian and said with amazement. Even if she is not a publicity character, she is a little excited to get the mysterious exercises. Of course, she knows the preciousness of the metaphysical method. Master said that even if it is a Samsung Academy, there are not necessarily a few metaphysical exercises.

The lowest level of cultivation is the level, followed by the true level, which is higher than the true level. After the mysterious level, there are also prefecture and heavenly exercises, which are all legendary things.

Even if the temper of An Yi got a metaphysical exercise, it can't wait to read it through the gods~lightnovelpub.net~ Unfortunately, her mind is far less powerful than Ningcheng. Words can't be seen.

When Ning Cheng looked at An Yi’s look, he knew that An Yi couldn’t read Yu Jian and simply said, “I said to you, you can write it down.”

An Yi is not surprised to see Ning Cheng’s content in Ning Cheng. During this time with Ning Cheng, she is getting used to some things happening in Ning Cheng.

Although An Yi’s memory is good, it is far from being so abnormal. After Ning Cheng has been talking for several times, An Yi has memorized all the qigong methods of the wishful Xuanmu.

"Ning big brother, if I want to rehearse 'Ruyi Xuanmu decided 'good." After An Yi finished the "Yu Yi Xuan Mu Ding" qigong exercises, immediately clear that this practice is more than her original 'Wan Mulu 'I don’t know how many times stronger.

Ning Cheng, like An Yi, simply does not know the danger of changing the practice of cultivation. Since it is a good practice, it is of course not necessary to change the practice of cultivation.

Ning Cheng is about to agree with An Yi’s words, and suddenly a burst of fragrant fragrance is introduced into the reef cave. Ning Cheng sniffed a few times and suddenly felt refreshed. He stood up subconsciously. "What is this smell? It seems to be a familiar Linguo smell, etc. I remembered..."

"It is a golden bilberry." An Yi also stood up. The primary spiritual cursive book in Ningcheng was still given to Ningcheng. Ningcheng can know from the book what the smell of ginseng is. She obviously Also know.

“Is there really a golden fruit?” Ning Cheng’s tone was a little excited.

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