When Yan Ning was at the Gang Gate, he saved the lives of the brothers Yang Lei and Shen Kai, and even stopped the bomb explosion designed by Zeng Fan in the auction hall.

Such favors, not to mention transporting some supplies, even if they gave the cargo ship to Yan Ning, Yang Lei would not blink.

"I haven't contacted me for a long time, I thought you forgot us!" Yang Lei walked forward and hugged Yan Ning enthusiastically.

Then Yang Lei's expression changed: "Yan Ning, you are good at it..."

"Ahem, what's wrong?" Yan Ning deliberately pretended to be stupid.

"Oh, let's not talk about it anymore, people are more aggravated."

Yang Lei can also be considered a little magic. Although he became a monk halfway through, he can barely be considered a Taoist sect. When Yan Ning was in the Gang Sect a year ago, he could barely see Yan Ning's cultivation level, but it was not covered by Yan Ning.

And one year later, when Yang Lei saw Yan Ning, he seemed to see an ordinary person, with no aura on his body.

A year later, will Yan Ning become an ordinary person? Of course it is impossible.

There is only one possibility, that is, Yan Ning's Taoist practice has far exceeded Yang Lei's imagination. Taoist practice has reached a certain level. If it were not deliberately revealed, people with low Taoist practice would not be able to detect it.

I think Yang Lei has been practicing hard over the years and is just fighting with a group of little ghosts. However, Yan Ning, a kid, also became a monk halfway through the journey, but it took him only two years to reach the point where Yang Lei could only look up to him.

It is exactly what Yang Lei said, people are so angry that people are more popular.

Yan Ning saw what Yang Lei was thinking, couldn't help laughing, patted Yang Lei's shoulder and said, "I'm building a new sect in Jianzhou. Are you interested in coming to me for further studies?"

Further study?

What a joke? Yan Ning is the orthodox successor of Maoshan, and Yang Lei is just an ordinary Yin-Yang gentleman. Do you still need to ask? You must go!

Yang Lei said a little excitedly: "Is it really OK?"

"Of course," Yan Ning smiled, "but this matter has to be discussed for a long time, at least I will be able to destroy the group."

Only then did Yang Lei notice the small fishing village. Even if he was a low-level person, he could feel the yin energy that was soaring from the small fishing village. His face changed:

"What's wrong with that village? What a heavy yin energy!"

"Do you still remember Zeng Fan?" Yan Ning said: "That fishing village is the headquarters of the Changsheng Cult, and Zeng Fan is a member of the Changsheng Cult."

"So that's the case," Yang Lei touched his chin, "Yan Ning, you're trying to do something high! Do you want me to help?"

"That's not necessary. Your humanity is not enough, and you will die if you go up."

"We can get some guns..."

"The guns and cannons have no effect on them, otherwise I would have shot them in one shot."

Yan Ning is telling the truth. If he reports to Peng Jun and explains the matter, even if Xing Zheng is inside, Peng Jun can still be bombed in one shot.

"Okay..." Yang Lei couldn't help, and he was a little discouraged.

Yan Ning comforted: "You can transport supplies here, which is a great help to us. When we destroy the Eternal Life Sect, I will come to thank you in person."

Yang Lei felt a lot more uncomfortable: "You're welcome."

The people brought by Yang Lei quickly delivered the supplies to the valley, while the people of the Changsheng Sect could only watch from the side.

The disciples of the Changsheng Sect are far more physical than ordinary people, and they consume much more energy every day than ordinary people. Eating fish every day in the fishing village has already made them uncomfortable. In addition, Yan Ning cut off their water source, and every day is suffering.

Now that Yan Ning and the others are not worried about food, they are carrying so much food in front of them, such as fresh meat, vegetables, bread and milk, as rich as possible, and as nutritious as possible.

Even He Ziyin couldn't help swallowing.

The most hateful thing is that Yan Ning, a person who is ignorant of life, even brought many generators. The sharp-eyed people also found LCD TVs and game consoles...

Oh my god, are you here to have a party?

"Gudu..." "Gudu..." "Gudu..."

The people brought by Yan Ning were full of joy. When they moved things, they seemed to be light and almost flew happily. The people of the Changsheng Sect could only see them from a distance and swallowed their saliva.

"Sir, I'm... hungry..." a priest in black couldn't help but say.

When He Ziyin heard this, he was immediately angry: "Do you want to die?"

"No, no, no..." The priest in black shook his head like a rattle.

"There is nothing good to look at, let me go back to the fishing village!" He Ziyin's forehead raised blue veins, and he waved his hand and drove everyone into the fishing village.

The immortal scholars looked back at Yan Ning and the others reluctantly, lowered their heads and covered their collapsed belly and returned to the fishing village. If it weren't for their evil practice, they might have turned directly to betray Yan Ning and be a younger brother.

"Yan Ning..." He Ziyin's hatred for Yan Ning had reached its peak, "You won't be happy for too long!"

Yan Ning, who was chatting with Yang Lei, seemed to feel He Ziyin's eyes, turned around and smiled at him, and gestured the movement of the scissors hand: "Yeah!"

I'm yes, you look on your face!

He Ziyin's face turned into a pig's liver. At this moment, he suddenly had a plan, glared at Yan Ning fiercely, and turned back to the fishing village.

Yan Ning withdrew his gaze and was full of joy. If it weren't for the situation, he would have invited Yang Lei to visit the camp, but he was still exempted at this time. After the materials were transported, he sent Yang Lei away directly.

Yan Ning is still very confident about the connections between the Sanzhonghui. New Maoshan is just starting out now and it is a time when a large number of talents are needed. If ordinary people come to visit, Yan Ning may not dare to accept it. If you want to accept it, you must be able to accept it.

The Three Clan Association is a good choice, and Yang Lei and the others must want to learn Maoshan's skills very much, so Yan Ning decided to have a good talk with Yang Lei after destroying the Changsheng Sect.

Singing a small song, Yan Ning walked back to the camp with Jiang Wujue and Cao Lu with ease. The Longhu Mountain disciples who were originally disappointed because of the loss of food were now widened and opened their mouths, looking at the food piled up in disbelief.

Not only food, but also TV and game consoles. No matter how good it is, there are poker cards and mahjong!

After two days of rest, Tang Zixuan's condition had improved a lot. He walked out of the tent and whispered to Yan Ning: "Brother Yan Ning, it's fine if you get some food, why did you get a game console? We are not here to camp..."

"Anyway, the Changsheng Cult is preparing to fight a protracted battle with us. Your Longhu Mountain support has not arrived yet. Should we wait here? It's better to relax, play games, and have a BBQ, and be greedy for the people of the Changsheng Cult." Yan Ning laughed.
Chapter completed!