Old Man Lu’s yard is very messy and there are not many places under his feet. But the old man doesn’t care, and he means letting his development.

Ning Chen had no choice but to help the old man clean up the yard. If this continues, the yard will not be occupied.

When he first came to this yard, he was brought by an old man. It was very violent but also very warm.

In Old Lu's eyes, there is no difference between being disabled or not. His disability may be slightly stronger than the waste in the mouths of some old men.

Mr. Lu’s move just now was not serious, mainly because he had not recovered after being injured by the old eunuch before. In addition, the torture of the darkness in the Netherworld Hell, the injuries in his body deteriorated again and again. Once he started, it would easily cause old injuries.

In short, since he came to this world, the most he was injured. He took it again and again, and it seemed that he had not been completely relieved.

Fortunately, he is still alive!

Mr. Lu stood in front of the door, looking at the wheelchair under the busy boy, frowned slightly. It was the first time he made a wheelchair, and there was nothing else except adding a few small mechanisms to it.

Now it is really difficult to make wheelchairs more sensitive.

The wheelchair is not a very fast thing after all.

Ning Chen was not in a hurry, waiting for Mr. Lu to think. He had been cleaning up in the yard. He didn't know how many days it would take after he left. If he didn't clean up the old man, he would probably not even have a way in when he came back.

If a person like Old Man Lu was placed in his world, he would probably be a Frankenstein.

"Come here"

After a long time, Old Lu frowned even more violently, he greeted him and said.

Ning Chen matched the last piece of wood that was still in the corner, and then turned his wheelchair and walked over.

Old Lu stepped forward and pressed his hand on the wheelchair. The next moment, a huge force was pressed down. He heard a bang, and the wheelchair suddenly split into pieces and was scattered everywhere.

"Old man Lu, you"

Ning Chen was shocked and pulled out the ink sword at this moment, inserted it into the ground with a loud bang, barely falling to the dog to bite the mud.

“Good response”

Old Lu said lightly, then bent down and picked up the two wheels on the ground, Shi Shiran returned to the room.

"Clang"

The door closed, and a faint voice came from inside, "Wait outside, don't enter the house."

The fool was willing to go in, Ning Chen muttered, then sat down on the spot and waited boredly.

Suddenly, a sensation of anger broke out in his chest, and drops of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. Ning Chen held his chest with his left hand, feeling irritated. Although the injury could not be killed, it was not a solution to vomit blood like this.

Close your eyes and mobilize your true energy. The silver light circulates along the meridians, suppressing the injury again.

In the Dantian Qi Sea, under the first page of golden paper, the silver cyclone is growing stronger and stronger, slowly turning like a galaxy. Next to it, a trace of dark yellow true energy gathers, forming an independent small cyclone. Another page of golden paper is floating in the air, constantly receiving the nourishment of true energy.

Over the past few days, his cultivation has grown slowly. He knew that he had reached a bottleneck period, and the fifth level of martial arts was the first level of the day after tomorrow, and many people were stuck here to make progress.

There are very few geniuses like Qingning, the Son of God and Xia Miaoyu who have destroyed Lai and broken through to the peak of the ninth grade at a young age.

Under the pressure of injury, Ning Chen continued to practice on the spot. Will Mr. Lu come out for a while? Before returning to the palace, he must seize every time to improve his strength.

He didn't know when his cultivation could break through the fifth grade, and the expansion of the silver cyclone gradually slowed down. Now the fastest way for him to improve his strength is to cultivate the second cyclone as soon as possible, which may be used unexpectedly during combat.

In the past two days, the growth rate of the dark yellow cyclone has far exceeded that of the silver cyclone that has reached its limit. If it cannot break through the fifth grade, it will be the best choice for cultivation.

The sun sets and the moon rises, the morality of heaven and earth changes, and the door has not opened yet. Ning Chenjing in the yard sat there motionless, allowing the frost to wet his clothes.

Under the moonlight, a huge dark yellow vortex formed in the courtyard, with Ning Chen as the center, madly devouring the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

Without bottleneck restrictions between realms, the dark yellow cyclone expands all the way, and in a short period of time, there is a vague trend of competing with the silver cyclone.

However, such growth is still flawed after all. Without the baptism of the realm, the dark yellow cyclone seems to be inferior in quality and quantity, and it is always difficult to achieve the vast and boundless sense of oppression like the silver cyclone.

At this moment, the door of the room opened, and Mr. Lu walked out, his face was exhausted, but his old eyes were as bright as stars.

Ning Chen opened his eyes, restrained his breath, and quietly looked at the old man in front of him.

"Boy, what is martial arts used for?" Old Lu asked.

"Fighting" Ning Chen said honestly.

"Where is the sword in your hand?"

"kill"

"What if the person you want to kill or the person you want to kill has difficulties?"

"It's all about me"

Mr. Lu smiled happily and praised, "I just like your personality, I am shameless without any concealment."

"Thank you for your praise" Ning Chen accepted calmly.

"The wheelchair is ready, no thanks to me"

"You're thinking too much"

Ning Chen looked at the new black wheelchair beside Old Man Lu, and a dazzling light burst out in his eyes. Then he slapped the ground with his right hand, and his body suddenly flew up and landed on the wheelchair.

The next moment, the wheelchair was turning thousands of times, and a stream of light was drawn in the yard. Ning Chen stopped suddenly, looked at the old Lu in front of him, and said, "Old Man Lu, let's go."

Mr. Lu laughed and replied with ease, "You are looking for abuse by yourself."

"Bang"

Old Lu flashed, his right palm broke through the air, and even if he suppressed the seven successful bodies, he was still unstoppable and extremely powerful.

Ning Chen quickly retreated and avoided the sharp edge. After seven steps, he clasped his left hand and bullied his body up, and pointed at the old man's right shoulder at the Tianzong acupoint.

Old Lu turned sideways and avoids the move. However, Ning Chen was faster and pulled out the ink sword with a loud bang with his right hand. He slashed his sword and forced him half a step again.

"insidious!"

Old Lu exclaimed, and the aura around him dared not suppress him anymore. He burst out with a bang, and the terrifying pressure spread out, which suddenly shocked Ning Chen.

"Spit"

Ning Chen's ink sword was inserted into the ground and then stopped two feet away.

"Old man Lu, are you shameless?"

Ning Chen asked with an angry look on his face.

"Haha, missed, missed"

Old Lu's face turned red at a rare moment. It was a bit disgraceful to fight with a junior and use his cultivation to suppress others. However, this kid's moves are indeed a bit weird. Although they are not very fast, the angle and timing are really tricky.

He still remembers that when Ning Chen first arrived at the academy, his legs were broken, and Martial Arts was just a second-level rookie who had just acquired the day. Apart from his personality, he was useless.

In just a few months, the rookie at the time has made such great progress.

It seems that people's potential is forced out. Although talent and disability will become obstacles, they are not absolute factors.

"Old Lu, I'm leaving, goodbye"

With the goal of achieving it, Ning Chen really didn't want to see Old Man Lu's angry face again, so he waved his hand and turned his wheelchair to leave.

"Not seen" Mr. Lu said impatiently.

"Next time I will bring you some imperial wine from the palace"

In the night, Ning Chen's figure slowly faded away and was about to disappear before his eyes.

Mr. Lu's face changed, and he changed his tone. He reached out and shouted loudly, "Boy, welcome to come again next time."

Ning Chen waved his hand without looking back and gradually disappeared into the night.

Mr. Lu sighed with regret, then turned around and returned to the house, not doing anything tonight and going to bed.

Ning Chen returned to the academy. The little white horse had already returned from the Master. When he met, he felt a little close.

The little white horse leaned over and was about to express his joy, but Ning Chen pushed it away, "Go to go, brother is going to sleep, you can do whatever you want."

With a clang, Ning Chen closed the door and left the little white horse himself in the yard. He didn't understand how it messed with this strange master.

There was nothing to say all night. The next day, Ning Chen left the house early in the morning, and even the little white horse who was still asleep did not wake up.

He was going to see the dean, but nothing else was to say thank you.

The residence in the courtyard is not a secret, everyone in the world knows it.

Outside a small forest in the academy, an ordinary house is peacefully located there. It is so heavy snow outside, but this small house is a hundred feet a radius but is quiet and there is no snow falling.

Ning Chen came outside the hut and said respectfully, "Dean, Ning Chen asks for a meeting."

With a creaking sound, the door opened, and in front of me was an old man dressed in coarse cloth, with an ordinary appearance and no difference from an ordinary old man on the street.

However, this is one of the five strongest people in the world, the dean of Tiancang Academy.

"Um"

The dean nodded. He was not unfamiliar with the boy in front of him. The queen of the dynasty refused to ask for help in this life, but in the end he made an exception because of the boy in front of him.

"I'll thank you like you and say goodbye by the way," Ning Chen said.

"Why do you want to leave?" the dean asked calmly.

"Return to the Palace"
To be continued...