The next day, Luo Shi also came to Yi Ming's courtyard and talked about his upcoming journey abroad.

"I also want to thank Brother Yi for refining this magic weapon for me. It opens and closes as I please, and its movement and stillness are unpredictable. It is very suitable for me." Luo Shi smiled and said, "It has helped me a lot in the recent few times I went out for training."

"You're welcome." Yi Ming nodded.

What Luo Shi was talking about was not the offensive weapon that Yi Ming helped her refine half a year ago, but another magical weapon similar to the Lu Ban Lock, which was both offensive and defensive and had many magical uses.

"This is my first time going abroad. I heard that the Black Dragon Dynasty has a ground-level black dragon that suppresses the capital, and also keeps various dragon beasts in captivity. The royal family disciples all use magical instruments made from dragon scales and dragon horns, which are quite powerful." Luo Shi was a little excited for his first time going abroad.

The lifespan of a golden elixir is a thousand years, and the lifespan of a ferocious beast of the same level is ten times that of a cultivator. It is said that the ancestor of the Black Dragon Dynasty accidentally obtained a method of taming beasts and controlled the black dragon, and then gradually rose to power and founded the country. At this time, the dynasty has gone through ten generations and has been established for six thousand years.

"Speaking of which, the Black Dragon Dynasty has a ground-level black dragon. How dare they use the scales of its descendants to refine magical instruments?" Yi Ming grinned. Isn't this black dragon too unrefined? "It's just a dragon beast, a hybrid offspring of the black dragon and other fierce beasts. The black dragon won't care." Luo Shi explained.

According to what Bei Xueqing introduced to him, Bai Rongrong's family was just a small family located in a remote town. The most powerful old patriarch in the family was only in the late Qi Refining stage. Ever since they knew that Bai Rongrong had advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, the family had long ago withdrawn the order to hunt down Bai Rongrong, which had been in place for many years.

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A glimmer of longing flashed across Yi Ming's eyes, but he quickly calmed his mind. With a crisp sound of his bones crackling, he stood up and prepared to go out to try out his secret skills.

Because they knew that Bai Rongrong would never go home, the small family almost worshipped Bai Rongrong's parents as their ancestors, hoping that if anything happened in the family, Bai Rongrong's parents would be able to ask Bai Rongrong to come back for help.

"Don't worry." Yi Ming waved his hand.

Luo Shi smiled slightly, thinking that Yi Ming was going to comfort and encourage her, but she heard Yi Ming continue, "The protagonists on both sides this time should be Fellow Daoist Bei and the crown prince of the Black Dragon Dynasty. No one cares whether you win or not, so don't take it too seriously."

"That's a coincidence." Bai Rongrong smiled sweetly, "I came here this time just to ask Master Yi for help."

Luo Shi took a deep breath and smiled gently. Her round face was full of gentle smiles. "Thank you."

"What's going on?" Yi Ming saw clearly that although Bai Rongrong was smiling, there was obvious worry in her expression.

As the flying boat sailed away, the mysterious aura that permeated the sky and the strange phenomenon that shrouded the sky also disappeared.

At this time, Yi Ming had just put the rattan chair he was sitting on into the room and was reaching out to close the door.

A charming voice sounded, and Yi Ming knew who was coming.

"If you are really capable, just send your army to attack Jingguo. I'll be waiting for you in Jinghu City!" Yi Ming raised an international gesture towards the northeast, looking down from afar.

"I heard that Yuqiao Sanren is doing very well in the Moli Mountain area. Maybe I can go and have a look?"

On the third day, Yi Ming was lying in his own yard when he saw the blue sky suddenly dyed with a layer of emerald green, and the clear and bright clouds suddenly rippled with waves.

Luo Shi still left with a smile on her face, but Yi Ming always felt that there was something wrong with the way she looked at him at the last moment. However, he did not think about it too much, but was thinking about where he was going.

"All right."

But thinking about some heavy-mouthed videos from his previous life, Yi Ming felt relieved. Some things and hobbies really transcend race, time, and the universe. Ordinary people really can't understand...

You know, ever since Bai Rongrong met Yi Ming a year ago, that rattan chair has been placed under the big tree beside the wall of the courtyard and has never been moved.

Too heavy!

Then, a mysterious aura surged in from the horizon. Although there was no deliberate display of pressure, the aura that was so powerful that it could surpass that of ordinary people still made the entire Jinghu City quieter.

The door was gently pushed open, and Bai Rongrong looked at Yi Ming in surprise, "Master Yi is going on a long journey?"

"I have never fought with the disciples of the Black Dragon Dynasty, and I don't know if I can win this time." Thinking of this martial arts competition, Luo Shi became worried again.

…

This is the real travel procession of the Golden Core Ancestor. The strange phenomenon spread for dozens of miles, and it was rampant all the way, and the onlookers retreated.

"When you are still, you want to move around."

"You're welcome." Yi Ming waved his hand, not caring at all.

"You can't solve it?" Yi Ming was surprised.

He didn't think about going back to Shangyong Country. Anyway, Lin Tingyang and Zhao Xiaopeng had already embarked on the path of cultivation. Zhao Xiaopeng had even reached the late stage of Qi Refining and had no obstacles in advancing to Condensation. The Mingjian Heart Sutra he kept was enough to support them in their cultivation for several years or more. They had to walk their own way in the future. Life and death were in the hands of God. He couldn't always be a babysitter, right? What's more, the Erxian Sect was still lingering in the Hongmang Mountains. According to some well-informed casual cultivators, there were several conflicts between Shangyong Country and Duyuan Sect. Yi Ming would not go back to Shangyong Country at this time. Wouldn't this make things difficult for himself?

Yi Ming was speechless. He had heard Zhao Yu say before that the earth-level beasts had awakened their intelligence and no longer had only ignorant emotions and instincts as before. However, how could the black dragon, which had awakened its intelligence, attack beasts of other races?

"It's my mother. She was poisoned." Bai Rongrong restrained her smile.

"Tsk tsk, so grand!"

"I am here."

Yi Ming looked up and saw a green light flying from the sky. The closer it flew, the clearer it was. It was a green flying boat, oval in shape, and shaped like a palace, with three seats in front, middle and back. The base was like a light boat, but it was ten times bigger. It flew towards the southwest. The flying boat flew very high, seemingly slow but actually fast. Yi Ming watched it coming from the depths of Jinghu Lake, passing Jinghu City, and soon disappeared in the distant sky.

…

Logically speaking, Bai Rongrong's mother was only at the fourth level of Qi Refining, and in such a remote town, even if she was poisoned, it would not be a strong poison. With Bai Rongrong's cultivation and alchemy skills, it should be easy to cure it, right? "It can't be cured. It's a Xuan-level poison."

Then Yi Ming was surprised again, "Your mother is not dead yet?"

Although these words were a bit hurtful, Yi Ming was really surprised. Her mother was not the reincarnation of some powerful being, as she was able to take on a Xuan-level poison at the fourth level of Qi Refining and still survive.

"It seems that there is some kind of evil hidden in the poison. It does not explode immediately, but is focused on torturing the recipient, making him or her life or death dilemma." Bai Rongrong's face finally turned cold. "I suspect it is aimed at me."

(End of this chapter)