For the remaining one and a half days, Yang Qiu was gazing on the mountain, practicing Xiao Zhoutian according to the instructions of the old coffin.

When the time agreed with Gu Yichen was about to come, Yang Qiu planned to leave Ningwang Mountain, but at this time the old coffin called Yang Qiu into Yingtuo Tower.

When she arrived at Yingtuo Tower, Yang Qiu saw Fang Ning still meditating in the tower. She looked so cold and elegant, just like a violet flower.

When he arrived at Yingtuo Tower, the old coffin first glanced at Yang Qiu, and then came to Fang Ning's side. He said, "Ning'er, come and send me a little thing down the mountain!"

Fang Ning's eyes slowly fell on Yang Qiu. The moment his eyes saw Yang Qiu, it was so calm, like a lake without any turbulence.

During this day and a half, Yang Qiu was actually very curious about why Fang Ning stayed in the staring mountain so obediently.

At night, Yang Qiu was arranged to rest in a bedroom with Yin Du, and he could hear it. At night, Fang Ning would also come to this underground room.

But she seemed to be very quiet. She did whatever the old coffin asked her to do, without saying anything or expression.

She looked at Yang Qiu for a moment before nodding slightly and slowly stretched out her hand.

The old coffin pulp took her hand directly and said to Yang Qiu, "Let's go!"

Yang Qiu's eyes fell on the two of them. As long as the old coffin was not talking, his extremely handsome face was so compatible with Fang Ning, who had a peerless appearance.

This made Yang Qiu's mind reminded the story that Lao Coffin told him before.

After being silent all the way, when he reached the middle of the mountain, Yang Qiu suddenly asked, "Ancestor, are all the stories about the gaze of the mountain you told me last time, right?"

When he heard Yang Qiu calling him his ancestor, the old coffin immediately smiled. He smiled and said, "Well, if you think it is a story, then just listen."

"But if you think it has happened, then..." Speaking of this, the old coffin pulp suddenly stopped. Yang Qiu asked in confusion, "What's that?"

In fact, at this moment, Yang Qiu suddenly felt that the Emperor of Shangqing had truly existed before he ascended to the immortals, and that Juan'er, who had been looking forward to it, had been looking forward to it on the mountain.

"If you believe it, then who can do anything to make you disbelieve?"

The old coffin pulp actually said this.

Yang Qiu scratched his eyebrows with some depression. He knew that it was absolutely impossible to hear the old coffin tell the truth or falsehood of this story.

But he no longer had to worry about this matter and said, "Old guy, I think you should stop sending me. If you arrive at the foot of the mountain, will I still carry you on my back?"

"Hehe, I don't need you to carry my old thing today!"

The old coffin slid and said with a smile.

"Why?"

Yang Qiu asked immediately.

"Today is different from that day!"

The old coffin said.

Yang Qiu was speechless and said, "What's the difference?"

Aren't they all climbing?

"That day, I was climbing the mountain with you, a brat, and it was nothing, but today is different. Today I was climbing the mountain with Ning'er, which has a unique charm!"

Hearing the old coffin squat, Yang Qiu curled his lips and whispered, "I forgot my friends when I see the beauty!"

"Hey, you don't understand this!"

But the old coffin stew heard Yang Qiu's words, and he continued, "What is the most important thing for us practitioners? Do you know the little thing?"

Yang Qiu frowned slightly. He had never thought about the old thing before, because Yang Qiu had always regarded himself as a doctor and had never really taken martial arts practice to heart.

When he heard this question, he thought for a moment and said, "The most important thing in martial arts practice is naturally perseverance."

If a person does not have perseverance, let alone martial arts practice, it is difficult to achieve completeness of even an ordinary thing.

The old coffin shook his head, and he said, "Superficial! No pattern!"

Yang Qiu was choked again. He was actually a little dissatisfied, but he really wanted to hear the old guy's opinion, so he said, "Then you say it's not superficial!"

The old coffin shook his head with a proud look on his face, "The most important thing for those who practice is to be satisfied. The so-called "only one can be satisfied with one's heart!"

Yang Qiu rolled his eyes secretly. The words seemed to be very profound, but in his opinion there was no substantial meaning.

"Ancestor, I knew you would definitely not accept it!"

But the old coffin stew guessed Yang Qiu’s thoughts, and he said, “I’ll give you a chestnut!”

He paused before continuing, "For example, you Yang Qiu, when you first came to Ningwang Mountain, your feeling was that the mountain was cold and desolate. Why?"

"That's because when you came here, you were full of thoughts. You don't know who led you to this mountain and what you would do to you."

"You can't estimate what's going to happen next, but you know that no matter what happens, things may not necessarily develop with the thoughts in your mind."

"And this time you came to Ningwang Mountain, it would be better to say that when you passed by Ningwang Mountain. When you met Zheng Shilang, he wanted your life."

"Just when you are desperate, your desire to survive is so strong that it appears a second before my old guy discovered that you are going to be killed!"

"At this time, what you think in your heart is that you hope that my ancestors can save you from Zheng Shilang's hands, but things are as you wish, my ancestors will save you!"

"These are for the sake of the best, and then there is the best wishes. For example, you can achieve the method of opening up the small circumference in an instant. What is this called Ruyi!"

"Next, I want you to truly understand these things, so I will give you a drink of the trickle. Under the guidance of the trickle, you will indeed have a thorough understanding of these things!"

"For example, if you are so upset all day long, you cannot concentrate your mind and calm your mind, and you cannot concentrate your mind and calm your mind and understand any kung fu method seriously and carefully. On the contrary, if you are in a good mood, you will be able to achieve everything!"

The old coffin pulp said so much, and after he finished speaking in one breath, Yang Qiu was stunned! Before, the old coffin pulp was indeed panting like a cow, no matter whether he went up the mountain, down the mountain, or walked, but now his voice was still old, he was talking endlessly! He looked at Fang Ning next to him, and she was staying quietly by the old coffin pulp, and one of her little hands was still being held by the old coffin pulp.

At this time, I have to say that the old coffin was in a happy and happy mood, and his satisfaction was also satisfactory.

So at this time the old coffin flesh looks as energetic as in his prime and looks refreshing.

In this way, the saying that the old coffin is smooth and satisfactory is really reasonable! After hearing this, Yang Qiu rubbed his nose, but he was speechless.

At this moment, the old coffin first looked at Fang Ning next to him, and then leaned against Yang Qiu's side.

He put one hand in Yang Qiu's ear and whispered, "Little thing, you are young and strong this year. If you meet a woman you like, don't miss it!"

Yang Qiu was slightly stunned, and he immediately said, "If the women I met make me happy, what should I do?"

The old coffin was also slightly stunned, but he immediately smiled and said, "Just be happy and don't suppress the love in your heart, so that everything will go well! There is no hindrance to your cultivation!"
Chapter completed!