The carriage cannot be very fast on the stone road in Changling City, but the transmission of news is much faster than that of the carriage.

When people who heard the news along the way, especially practitioners, saw the carriage that appeared in sight, many people's eyes were shocked, and even a look of fanaticism and worship.

On the two floors of a pawn shop, a middle-aged and slightly bald official looked at Jing Liuli and the car behind Jing Liuli with a complicated expression, and couldn't help but shake his head.

He is Mo Qing Palace.

One of the most experienced "evil dogs" in Shendujian, and among all the officials in Changling, he first came into contact with Ding Ning and was the first official to admire Ding Ning very much.

"Sir, you have a good vision... Everyone knows that this young man is extraordinary now, but you didn't know that you only saw this young man for the first time in the rain last year, and you thought this young man was extraordinary."

A Shendu Supervisor official beside him was firmly attracted by the carriage, and he did not see Mo Qinggong shaking his head at all. At this time, he couldn't help but exclaim softly.

"It's a pity that my view of this young man has changed." Mo Qinggong turned his head and looked at him, responding coldly.

The official of the Shendu Supervisor beside him was stunned and looked at Mo Qing Palace for some reason for such remarks.

"This boy doesn't know what he's made."

Mo Qinggong no longer looked at him, but just narrowed his eyes and looked at the carriage driven by Jing Liuli, and said with a blank expression: "Look at the eyes of these people looking at him. Apart from the person he used to be back then, how could Changling people look at people with such a fanatical and admirable look?"

"For so many years, Changling people have only looked at one person with this kind of gaze. Even after the Lushan Alliance ended," after pausing, ignoring the reaction of the confidant beside him, Mo Qing Palace continued to say slowly: "The gaze was too concealed at that time, so that such a gaze could not fall on him at all. Now the gaze... Even after the Lushan Alliance, Changling people still did not have such gaze, not because the saint was not strong enough, but because in the eyes of most people, it is normal and inevitable that the eighth level is better than the seventh level, and strong is better than the weak. For most Changling people, they worship not normal and inevitable, but legends, but people who constantly create incredible miracles."

After saying these words, Mo Qinggong was silent for a moment, and then made a judgment: "The Lord will never hope that such a person will appear again, and the Lord is naturally the master of Changling and the world, so the behavior of this young man is not desirable."

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"Just just now there was a sixth level practitioner on the pawn shop. Next to the herbal tea shop at the entrance of the alley next to it, there was a fiveth level practitioner. And the rider who just passed by us, was also a fiveth level practitioner."

Ding Ning in the carriage seemed to be asleep, but after passing by the pawnshop where Mo Qing Palace was located, his eyes did not open, but suddenly spoke to Jing Liuli.

Jing Liuli's brows jumped, she didn't know what Ding Ning suddenly said this.

Ding Ning still did not open his eyes, but his voice continued to reach her ears lightly and clearly, making her eyes narrow slightly: "A practitioner's first thing to do when facing an enemy is not to defeat the opponent as soon as possible, but how to ensure his own safety. Most powerful practitioners do not die in one-on-one battles, but in chaos and assassination. Therefore, a practitioner must pay attention to everyone around who may threaten him at all times. Even if that person seems very weak to you, as long as there is a possibility of killing you, you must pay attention to that person."

Jing Liuli thought about it, and although she still didn't understand why Ding Ning suddenly thought of saying these truths at this time, she felt that what Ding Ning said was indeed useful and was indeed something she should pay attention to, so she didn't say anything, nodding slightly to indicate that she had already recorded it.

"Let's rest for three hours, and after three hours, you will continue to make medicine for me."

Ding Ning continued, "We will go to find Taoist Qian in five days."

Jing Liuli looked up suddenly.

She had some questions to ask, but at this time, a carriage was already very close to her.

She had seen the person driving the carriage, and the older Guanzhong people among the two drivers who had previously delivered medicine to the Xie family.

"Something unexpected happened."

Without any extra words, while stopping the carriage beside her carriage, the Guanzhong man bowed deeply to Ding Ning in the carriage, and then whispered: "A convoy where we received the medicine was attacked, and the second batch of drugs were all destroyed."

Jing Liuli's eyes suddenly became cold.

Ding Ning's voice was still calm in the carriage: "It should be that the mistress in the palace doesn't want me to succeed, so you tell Xie Changsheng for me that he should not help me buy medicine for the time being, otherwise it would not be possible to reach my hands and increase losses."

Listening to such a calm voice, the Guanzhong person who came to convey the message had a stronger look of respect in his eyes. He stopped talking, bowed seriously and then drove away.

"Do you think it's the queen?" Jing Liuli asked at the same time.

"No one except her dares to offend all these wealthy people in Guanzhong." Ding Ning took a deep breath, opened his eyes, and said slightly: "I know she will definitely intervene, but I didn't expect her to dare to use such simple and rough methods."

Jing Liuli frowned and was silent for a moment, turned slightly, looked at Ding Ning and asked, "Who is the Taoist Qian you just mentioned?"

"The teacher of Rong Palace Maids is the one who leads Rong Palace Maids to enter the practice." Ding Ning said: "Now he is the master of Boxyang Taoist Temple."

As if I knew all the questions in Jing Liuli's mind at this time, after a pause, Ding Ning continued to say: "For the continuous pressure on people, three to five days is a good time interval. In my expectation, the second batch of medicines sent to me by the Xie family in these five days can help me further my cultivation and get closer to the top level of the fourth level."

Jing Liuli thought about the time of breathing and asked, "Do you want to let people see the great progress of your cultivation again, or can you defeat that Taoist Qian only when you reach that level of cultivation?"

Ding Ning glanced at her and nodded: "It's hard for Dao Ren Qian to deal with."

Jing Liuli pondered: "Since the queen has expressed this attitude, it is impossible for the Xie family to have any medicine to send to Moyuan in the future."

Ding Ning didn't say anything, but nodded again.

A hint of chill rose in Jing Liuli's eyes, and a faint cold anger arose.

However, at this time, some expressions that were difficult to describe appeared on Ding Ning's face.

He had been waiting in the fall of the sycamore tree for too long before.

In addition, many things happened many years ago, very far away, and they even faded out of his memory.

But with what he has done recently, when pedestrians around him fell on him with some fanatical gazes, he began to recall some things.

Among everyone in Changling, Changsun Qianxue hated the most is Queen Zheng Xiu.

Changsun Qianxue didn't want him to mention Zheng Xiu at all, and he himself deliberately avoided some memories about Zheng Xiu. However, the revival of some memories at this time, coupled with the fact that Zheng Xiu had done that the Xie family suddenly came to report, he remembered something about Zheng Xiu that had disappeared into his memory.
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