In a barren mountain, Ning Qi looked at Wang Shi who was crying, with no sympathy on his face and said lightly: "You scold me for being a bastard, I'll let you become a bastard again, and we don't owe each other."

After saying that, Ning Qi threw Wang Shi directly into the depths of the mountains. A hint of unbearableness flashed in Wang Wu's eyes, but Ning Qi's position in his mind is far greater than that in Wang Shi, so he had no intention of taking Wang Shi away except for his unbearableness, and left the place with Ning Qi.

As for whether Wang Shi will be swallowed by wild beasts next, or survive, Ning Qi doesn't care.

"Wang Wu, I'm afraid there will be no peace around me next, so you'd better go back to the Wang family."

Ning Qi looked at Wang Wu lightly and said.

"Old ancestor, I..."

Wang Wu wanted to say something, but Ning Qi waved his hand: "No need to say more."

"Okay, ancestor, then I'll go back to the Wang family first."

Wang Wu nodded.

"Slowly, something happened to Wang Yan and Wang Shi. If you go back to the Wang family, you may be sent to the ancient prison. This is how you go to Wu Yin Mountain to find Wu Yin. There are 10,000 second-level magic pills here, which is enough for you to take for a while. I hope that you will have achieved the Dharma image when you meet you next time."

Ning Qi reached out to stop Wang Wu and threw him a ring of Qiankun.

Wang Wu was shocked at first when he heard this, and then took the Qiankun Ring ecstatically. When he was in the Wang family, he had already heard that Ning Qi's attainments in alchemy refining skills were not as good as Nalan Mingjian and Jiuchan Alchemy Sect. He could refine second-level increase in magic pills. Unexpectedly, Ning Qi gave him 10,000 pieces this time!

With these ten thousand Dharma-enhancing pills, he still has to work hard to complete the tasks issued by his family. He just needs to find a place to hide and practice!

"Thank you, Ancestor Beixuan!"

Wang Wu saluted Ning Qi solemnly, then turned around and left. Ning Qi asked him to find Wu Yin, and he also wanted to take care of him.

"Next, there are four goals, who should I choose?"

Ning Qi reached out and touched his chin, and began to think.

Two-thirds of the masters on the Qinglong List are Seven Saints, either directly or indirectly, while the remaining one-third are casual cultivators.

However, the whereabouts of this type of casual cultivator are the most erratic. Some of them have not appeared for hundreds of years. I don’t know whether they are dead or alive. Maybe they are no longer in the Qinglong Continent.

Soon, Ning Qi selected four people, all of whom were masters of the Qingming Fairyland. As for the Pure Yang Fairyland, although there were still several experts on the Qinglong List, Ning Qi did not intend to stay here.

The Demon Fairy and Wu Qiankun were taken away by the Great Sage of Lilong and the other died at the hands of his disciples. Ning Qi could not guarantee whether the Great Sage of Chunyang would take action himself.

Now that he has used both the trump cards of the Origin and the God of Glory. If the Master Chunyang takes action personally, he will definitely be suppressed.

Fighting guerrillas is Ning Qi's next purpose of action.

Just as Ning Qi rushed to the Qingming Fairyland, millions of cultivators on the Qinglong Continent were also guessing where Ning Qi was going. An extremely important clue came from the Middle Earth Fairyland.

Tianhong City.

Wang Lan and Sikong stood side by side, standing in the center of the ruins of the war, as if they were feeling the breath left by Ning Qi.

"Little Junior Sister, that kid is really that strong?"

Sikong has learned the real situation of that day from many monks these days, but he still doesn't want to believe that a mere ant in the eternal realm can have such a powerful means.

"Senior brother, do you feel that slight breath, which is very similar to Feng Jiuxian at the time. The person who takes action must be this son. This slight breath is not like the dark energy, nor is it like the power of law..."

Wang Lan slowly opened her eyes, took a deep breath, and said to Sikong indifferently.

"I have never seen such a method before, beat someone to a child? It's really..."

A trace of fear flashed in Sikong's eyes.

He and Wang Lan have personally verified this matter, and Wang Yan is staying in the Wang family at this moment.

When those elders brought Wang Yan back to the Wang family's ancestral city, the entire Wang family was shocked. One of the four elders, one of the four generations, had an existence with the same age as the Great Sage of Xuanzhen, actually became a child?

No one would believe this after saying it. Those elders were arrested by Wang Tong and interrogated for several days, and finally confirmed that the child was Wang Yan!

"No matter what he has, the seven saints of the family have already made a decision this time. Whoever can obtain Kunxu Tower will be the one who will belong to Kunxu Tower. They cannot take action without authorization, so I will definitely win Kunxu Tower. Please ask my senior brother to help me!"

Wang Lan said in a deep voice.

"Junior sister, senior brother will definitely help you!"

Sikong nodded seriously.

He paused, "Didn't your mother have any news yet?"

A sharp look flashed in Wang Lan's eyes: "A elder has told me that when my mother finally appeared, the person she saw was that guy. I would like to ask him clearly where my mother went!"

"There is news that this boy has been to the Middle Earth Fairyland and challenged the cave master Longcheng, which is the Tianding Cave Heaven. Later, he went to the Baxia Fairyland and challenged Baxia Zikun. Do you think there is any secret that cannot be told, and he has to challenge the masters on the Qinglong list?"

Sikong whispered.

"This is a clue. Maybe he will still challenge the experts on the Qinglong list next. As long as we know who he is going to find, we will have a chance to catch him."

Wang Lan whispered.

"There are so many experts on the Qinglong list, how can we determine?"

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Sikong's mouth.

"Guess!"

Wang Lan thought for a while and said.

Not only were the two of them guessing that the geniuses in the seven great fairylands are now guessing where Ning Qi is going. If there were only a few hundred people, they would definitely not be able to catch Ning Qi, and they might not even be able to meet each other. However, now millions of cultivators in the seven great fairylands are basically involved in this matter.

The manpower and material resources that every genius can use are extremely terrifying, so there are monks searching for Ning Qi's whereabouts in the frontiers and entrances of various immortal lands.

Just as Wang Lan and Sikong were about to leave Tianhong City, another monk from the Dharma Realm came through the air, and the monks in Tianhong City were no longer surprised.

The monk looked only ten years old, handsome and extraordinary. After his eyes swept to Wang Xue, he fell beside the two of them.

Sikong looked at the boy's eyes with a hint of coldness.

"Son of Kunpeng?"

A hint of fear appeared in Wang Xue's eyes.

"Miss Wang Xue, long time no see."

The Holy Son Kunpeng curled a faint smile at the corner of his mouth and nodded to Wang Xue.

After a pause, he looked at Sikong and smiled slightly: "Sikong, if you are not staying in the Central Continent, what are you doing in my Qinglong Continent?"

"Kunpeng has no desires, you can't control my affairs."
Chapter completed!