An ordinary carriage docked at an entrance to the fish market, wearing a dove, wearing the most common coarse cloth and linen clothes of the long mausoleum, got off into the fish market, and went to the deepest part of the fish market without delay.

Although the history library of the DQin Dynasty has many spiritual books, but everyone knows that some of the most important classics of DQin are in the caves deep in the palace, so the officials of the historical library, usually in the Changling status is not obvious, basically not much accumulation of war skills to obtain the possibility of sealing and promotion.

Especially like the Song Gods book, which is over the age of lanterns, the horns are already white, and they will not attract much attention at all.

However, the book of Song God is still extremely cautious.

Because he is satisfied with the life of more than ten years, even if he does not have his current official position, he can only become a practitioner himself, which has made him very satisfied.

Especially in recent years, he has gained a new understanding of the practice of his own practice and found an auxiliary means to break the situation faster, and he has become more cautious.

Countless facts have proved that it is not important to become a practitioner sooner or later, what is important is the time to break the border.

As long as he can successfully break through the third realm this year and step into the fourth realm, the world in front of him will suddenly be vast and there is infinite possibilities.

After walking silently all the way to the bottom of the fish market, he still did not remove the bucket he wore on his head, and bowed his body along a wooden road, from the bottom of several hanging foot buildings, to a dock.

There was a small boat docked on this pier.

Without any words, Song God book lifted the curtain on the canopy, stepped into the cabin, and waited until the curtain behind him fell, he shrugged his breath, took off the bucket on his head, and began to close his eyes.

In addition to the two whites, he maintained it very well, his face was red, and there was no wrinkle in the corners of his eyes.

The awning boat began to move, and the hull of the hull was slightly shaken, and the tempo was shaking, making the Song God-book, leaning against the rest feel comfortable.

However, not too often, his heart is a natural feeling of cold.

The route of the boat seems to be slightly different in peacetime, and the noise around it is less and less, but the sound of water is still there, which shows that the boat is moving towards the most secluded water in the market.

He opened his eyes and looked out from the gap in the curtain... Looking at the back of the boat in the bow and supporting the boat, he was not sure, and said coldly, “Because of the water level, the route seems to be different today and peace day?”

“It is true that the course of peace is different, but not because of the rising water level of the heavy rains.”

Ding Ning, who was dressed in a rhyme on the bow, stopped, turned around and looked at the Song God book in the burrit.

His voice was calm, with a faint taunt and cheerfulness.

The head of Song God’s book was a little vaguely painful for an instant.

He could be sure that he had never seen the handsome young man, but the boy's face and tone made him feel very strange, as if they had been separated for a long time and finally met with the deceased in their hometown.

This strange feeling made him not the first time to think about what the teenager was going to do, but desperately wanted to know the history of the other party.

"Who are you?"Do you know me?”He tried to be as calm as possible, asking softly.

Ding Ning nodded very seriously: "Song God Book, the coachman of the soldiers and horses fourteen years ago."

The face of Song God's book is gradually pale, which is the last thing he does not want to remember and mention, and what makes him tremble is that these old things are only possible to know those who are closest to him.

"Who are you?"What do you want to do?”He pressed down on his heart with growing fear, and asked.

Ding Ning looked at him with emotion and said softly, "I am one of your creditors, ask you to collect some old debts."

Hearing these words, coupled with some rumors in recent days, Song God's books are more cold hands and feet, he opened his mouth and wanted to ask what, after all, the opposite of the young man can not have any old hatred with himself, there must be someone else's instructions behind.

However, he only opened his mouth, and before he could make any sound, the boy in front of him had already moved.

Ding Ning seemed to be a thin body, suddenly a sudden out of a huge force, the bow suddenly fell, the stern rose up, instantly suspended.

His body was drilled out of the dextery under the palette, and instantly deceived into the narrow cabin, because the speed was so fast that the gold cicadas were still empty suspended in the air and did not fall.

Song God's breath suddenly, his right index finger and middle finger together, the rest of the three fingers micro, a red real yuan from the index finger and the middle fingertips, before Ding Ning's palm touched his body, this true element rushed in from Ding Ning's ribs with a very gentle attitude.

In the moment when Ding Ning had just moved, he had other options.

He can abandon the ship desperately to escape, at the same time can make a lot of movement, after all, the underground black market also has the order of the underground black market, all the major forces in Changling City, will not allow anyone here to unscrupulously undermine the order.

However, in this moment, he concluded that Ding Ning was only a practitioner who had just arrived in the second place.

There is a natural and insurmountable gap between each of the practitioners.

The true element of the third realm itself is the product of the true vitality of the world, which is reflected in the strength, which is the essential difference of multiples, not to mention that he is no longer a practitioner who has just entered the third realm, his real element has been repaired to the point of rushing like a qiong, can be separated from the body, this realm of the three realms, but also allows the real element to have many gods when it is against the enemy.

So he subconsciously believes that Ding Ning is only a guise to attract his attention, there must be more powerful practitioners hiding, waiting for the most deadly blow.

So even in the seemingly gentle, but violently sent into the body of a real Yuan to Ding Ning, most of his attention is not in Ding Ning's body, and in the surrounding darkness, even under the muddy and muddy water surface.

However, what he could not have imagined was that by his true element into the body, Ding Ning only sent a soft and muffled snoring, and the movement of the body did not stop at all.

His left hand is almost the same as the Song God book, the index finger and middle finger and pointed as the sword, hard thorn in the throb of the Song God book on the door.

Song God Book could not understand how Ding Ning could withstand his true element, nor could he understand the significance of Ding Ning's thorn.

However, in the next moment, his whole body suddenly froze.

There was a slight sound, the bow of the bow fell at this time, and the stern of the cock was also falling at the same time, taking a circle of water.

In the sea of air in his body, it was also a slight sound, and the original orderly flow of the real yuan suddenly collapsed into countless streams, like countless tiny snakes, scattered into countless acupuncture points in his body, and began to seep out from his flesh and blood and skin.

The red elements of countless small earthworms are twisted on the surface of his body, reflecting the dark cabin red, as if a number of red lanterns were placed inside.

The brain of Song God is blank, and there is a lot of fear in the body.

He knew that some of the practice exercises itself had some defects, but what were the defects of his "Chongyang divine trick", even his practitioner did not know.

However, the other party is only using such a simple hand sword, it directly let his real element into an uncontrollable riot, so that he even began to control the body, how is this possible!

“How do you know about my weakness?Who are you?”

After a few hours of stagnation, he finally forcibly uttered a sound, hissing breath, like a dying venomous snake gasping for breath.

"The Chiyang god trick is strictly speaking, it is an excellent practice.As long as there are some venomous things that can be supplemented by medicine, the speed of practice can be greatly accelerated, so it takes at least 20 years for the average practitioner to get from the first to the third, but it takes only half of the time to reach it."Ding Ning gasped slightly, sitting on the opposite side of Song God's book, he looked at the Song God book seriously, and his hands kept touching the real element on Song God's book.

"But this door from the Dawei Dynasty Chiyang Cave practice, itself has great defects, as long as the renal water in the body is over-excited, it will lead to the complete dispersion of the real yuan, so when the former practitioners of my dynasty and the practitioners of the Dawei Dynasty Chiyang Cave were engaged, they found that they had several customs covered with unique protective equipment."Later, when the cave of Chiyang died, this practice was incorporated into my sutra history library, and it was found to be defective and kept unscathed, but you just chose this practice to practice.”

Ding Ning kept whispering, and at the same time, the parts of his finger belly and the real element of the Song God book kept making strange noises, such a sound, like countless silkworms devouring mulberry leaves.

“Nine Dead Wrosksights!”

Song God book finally found that the world is more terrible than his current situation, the blood and blood in his throat are like to tear apart, and the hoarse voice is hoarse and hoarse, "You are his heir!"