Bai Xuxu

Chapter 138 Seeking Opportunities for Cultivation

Ming Zhi Tian took out half of the money order from his embrace, approximately two million yuan coins, and gave it to Ao Xin Wen, "Take this. If it's not enough, I have more. Zi Hua saved my life, consider this a small token of my gratitude."

Ao Xin Wen refused to accept. Although she had been wealthy before, she was still reserved.

Ming Zhi Tian pretended to be angry, "You look down on me? I'm angry!"

Ao Xin Wen shook her head repeatedly, and reluctantly accepted it for now. Ming Zhi Tian left the Ao manor. He could not linger here now; he had many things to do. The natural forest of Bie Yang City might still be waiting for him.

The mad old man would not let him go. Before the mad old man found him, Ming Zhi Tian had to become stronger, at least possessing the ability to successfully escape from the mad old man's grasp.

Ming Zhi Tian dismissed the carriage. He now needed constant training to break through the late stage of the Big Dipper Divine Art.

However, for the past ten days, in the North Horn Desert, he hadn't seen a single mountain or body of water. Without mountains and forests, he couldn't practice his fist techniques. Moreover, the desert was not solid ground, and he couldn't run properly, thus he couldn't practice his footwork.

He couldn't practice his fists, nor could he practice his footwork. Ming Zhi Tian didn't want to stay in this damned place for another moment.

Just as he was feeling dejected, Ming Zhi Tian suddenly thought, "That's not right. If the North Horn Desert has no resources for training, how did that monster, the mad old man, get so strong? There must be something, I just haven't found the sacred land for training!"

He then began to inquire everywhere, asking passing martial artists, but none of them knew.

Ming Zhi Tian went back to find the know-it-all, but the person had already gotten off work. If he wanted to ask, he would have to wait until tomorrow and queue for half a day.

It was too time-consuming. Every day Ming Zhi Tian delayed his training was a day of increased danger. Don't forget that the mad old man wanted to capture him and use him as a medicine person at any moment!

Ming Zhi Tian had lived in Bie Yang City in the south, and he kept heading south. Finally, he encountered a group of acquaintances.

It was a group from the Hai family. Except for Hai Dong Yang and Hai Yi Xiao, Ming Zhi Tian had never seen the other old fellows.

Looking at the person holding the Jade Spirit Sword, which was quite conspicuous, Ming Zhi Tian was a little surprised, "Hai Mian Yi and Hai Mi Er have actually returned to the Hai family?"

Abandoned completely by Hai Dong Yang, the two had nowhere to go and eventually chose to forgive their father and return to the Hai family.

It was not hard to imagine that facing the killing god, the mad old man, no one could resist and could only accept their fate and avoid the storm. Overall, Hai Dong Yang's choice at the time was correct.

Ming Zhi Tian did not approach them but followed their group from a distance. It seemed they were heading somewhere.

After following for half a day, Ming Zhi Tian's efforts were indeed rewarded. The Hai family group arrived at a place with steep mountains and rugged peaks. Hundreds of guards were stationed there, and the crowd was bustling. Ming Zhi Tian blended in.

Hai Zhong Chi met a few old acquaintances, and they clasped their hands in greeting, "Brother Ping Yang, Patriarch Bie, Brother Wen Zhong, Senior Sister Tian Ha, it's been a long time."

Guo Ping Yang also clasped his hands in greeting, "Brother Zhong Chi, congratulations, congratulations on becoming the new patriarch."

Cai Bie Yin cupped his fists, "Everyone, it's been a long time."

Wen Zhong also said, "Long time no see."

Guo Tian Ha smiled slightly, revealing the old wrinkles etched by time, "This is an annual opportunity, the younger generation must seize it well."

Hai Zhong Chi interrupted Hai Dong Yang, who was about to speak, completely denying him the chance to show off as the new patriarch, "Come, Yi Xiao, Mian Yi, Mi Er, come and pay your respects to the patriarchs of these families."

Hai Yi Xiao, Hai Mian Yi, and Hai Mi Er stepped forward and bowed respectfully to each of them, "Junior juniors pay their respects to the seniors!"

Hai Dong Yang let out a muffled "harrumph." Among the younger generation, there were also exchanges, and as people chatted idly, a great sword roared through the air and landed with a "bang" in the middle of the mountain pass.

With this display, everyone fell silent. An old man in earthy clothes, followed by two expert guards, rushed forward.

The old man flashed twice and arrived in front of the great sword, "I am the guardian of this ancient ruin mountain. Have the five families of Nan Ling and the twelve families of Bei Ling all arrived?"