"Jing Fei, before I came to the parting capital, Hei Wubai often met twice, who are they, the spiritual beings in the parting capital?" Ye Yuxi's attention was diverted.

"Heiwubai is often governed by the Youlomon. There is a strict screening process. Outsiders are not accepted. Children and slaves born in Neidu are selected from the children and slaves with good qualifications for training, and then they will be put into the slave arena for wrestling Fields and other places for actual combat training, and those who survive in the end will be black and white." Jing Fei explained.

Ye Yuxi suddenly realized, no wonder Heiwubaichang's strength is so high!

Looking ahead, the two had reached the edge of the town when they were talking, Ye Yuxi glanced at the wooden sign on the key: "Let's go directly to the courtyard and wait for Senior Xuan Ming."

...

Venerable Xuan Ming, who had been talked about by the two, came to a deep mountain at this time.

This deep mountain is an undeveloped old forest, which is full of miasma, and few humans and spirit beasts are active here.

In a secluded valley, there are several thatched cottages.

Lao Lai fell outside the courtyard, scratching his neck and shouting, "Old Ghost Sun, I'm here to see you!"

squeak~~

The simple wooden door opened, and it was indeed a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah." The boy gestured towards Lao Lai, and made a short sound, which turned out to be a mute.

"Huh? It's not dark yet, how can old man Sun sleep?" While talking, Lao Lai was about to rush in.

"Uh! Uh!" The boy stepped forward and stopped in front of Lao Lai, for fear that Lao Lai would go in and disturb the sleep of the people in the house.

Lao Lai frowned, "Get up, I won't play with you today, I have business with Lao Sun."

"Ah...uh." The boy stubbornly shook his head, crossed his arms, and blocked the door.

"Hey? You!" Lao Lai pushed the boy's arm, but he didn't push it. The boy looked directly at Lao Lai, and the spiritual power in his body was already fully functioning.

"You must force me to fight with you." Lao Lai was a little annoyed, and he slapped the boy back seven or eight steps and fell to the ground, before he stepped into the yard.

The boy's face was anxious, he didn't care to slap the dust on his body, he got up directly and wanted to fight Lao Lai.

This boy's cultivation is not low, he is at the beginning of the ninth level. For his age, his cultivation is definitely considered high. Unfortunately, he wants to stop Lao Lai from the Xuanling Realm.

"Axiu." A lazy voice came from the room, "I woke up and went to cook some porridge."

Ah Xiu, who was about to fight Lao Lai, heard the voice in the room, stopped his hands and made a grunting expression at Lao Lai, then turned and entered the low kitchen beside him.

The wooden door opened, and an old man who was about the same age as Lao Lai came out. What was quite striking was that the old man was on crutches and looked like a cripple.

This person is the old grandson in Lao Lai's mouth, Sun Anpeng.

"Lao Lai, why do you have the time to hang around here today?" Sun Anpeng waved his crutches, and a surge of spiritual power came out, and two chairs were brought out from the room, one of which fell to Lao Lai's feet.

Lao Lai was also polite, and sat down on it: "I'm looking for you, of course I have a serious business."

"Every time you said there was something serious, and several times it was serious, what's the matter, let's talk about it." With a movement of his wrist, Sun Anpeng took out his crutches from under his armpits, and sat on another chair by himself.

Lao Lai looked at the kitchen, and said in a low voice, "Old Sun, Axiu is a good kid, and he is also talented. He is fifteen years old and has a nine-level cultivation, which is no worse than those geniuses in Neidu. You really plan to let him stay with you forever." In this small broken courtyard?"