At nine o'clock in the evening, Jiang Ning came to the dam. There were as many people on the dam as ever.
He was going to school tomorrow night for self-study. In the afternoon, he suddenly remembered that there was one more thing he had not done.
Jiang Ning got off the river dam and walked into the forest below. The terrain here is low, there is no street light, and there are leaves above the head. The environment is very dark.
Moreover, there are many mosquitoes, so even a young couple who has no money to open a hotel will not choose this kind of place.
Powerful immortal cultivators are not afraid of insects. From time to time, an extremely subtle electric light dances on Jiang Ning's body, numbing the mosquitoes that attack him.
He relaxed his consciousness and made sure that there were no wild mandarin ducks around.
Then, Jiang Ning performed several techniques in succession, firing two bursts of spiritual power. A mysterious red arrow condensed out and suspended in the air. It glowed in the dark night and pointed towards the city center.
Jiang Ning reached out and grabbed the arrow in the palm of his hand, and the arrow stuck to his palm like a piece of paper.
This is 'spiritual tracking', a profound and strange art. If a spiritual mark is planted on a person, one can use spiritual power to track the opponent's location.
The more spiritual power a spiritual consciousness seed contains, the longer it will last. If it is planted by a person with advanced cultivation, it can last for thousands of years.
Jiang Ning's spell is meager and can only last for three days, and it cannot exceed a certain distance, otherwise it will not be able to sense it.
But it was enough. The person he wanted to deal with was Song Sheng.
After beating Song Sheng, Jiang Ning noticed something was wrong with the way the other person looked at him, the look that wanted to kill him. Although Song Sheng hid it well, Jiang Ning's five senses were so sharp that he had already noticed it.
This person is like a poisonous snake, one day he will jump out and bite him.
Maybe he can't move himself, but he has family and friends.
Normally, he might not dare to retaliate after he taught Song Sheng a lesson, but people like Song Sheng are pure bad guys and cannot be treated with common sense. If he relaxes his vigilance, he might really succeed one day.
Jiang Ning will not underestimate anyone, because modern society is often illogical. Sometimes a rumor or a slander can lead to social death or even suicide.
In his previous life in high school, Song Sheng bullied his classmates and trampled on their self-esteem. He forced others to transfer schools and relied on their grades to dominate. Later, when he entered society, he even beat his colleagues, causing serious injuries and hospitalization. It was simply lawless.
In order to avoid those things, Jiang Ning decided that it would be better not to let Song Sheng go to school during this period.
It can be regarded as doing the right thing for those who will be hurt by him in the future.
Of course, the main reason is because he provoked himself.
Jiang Ning, on the other hand, has always liked to nip hidden dangers in advance.
The reason why I didn't discipline him at the beginning was because I had just beaten him not long ago. If I had done it blatantly, it might make people suspect that I had the sequelae of beating him in the classroom. Then I would be in trouble if I was held accountable.
Jiang Ning has been waiting until he breaks through the first level of Qi training, until he has completely mastered the 'Qi Concealment Technique', which is enough to maintain this spell for a long time.
Before the holiday, he had a premonition that a breakthrough was imminent, so he planted the spiritual mark in advance.
Now, it has been ten days since the last time Song Sheng was beaten.
He decided to take action to solve this problem.
Jiang Ning broke off a branch, about the thickness of a baseball bat and 40 centimeters long.
After weighing it twice, it seems to be relatively easy.
Then he performed the 'Qi Hiding Technique', and the next moment, he completely disappeared into the forest.
Only the spiritual arrow in the palm reminds the target's location.
Jiang Ning walked all the way towards the city center pointed by the arrow. He was so fast that he arrived near the spiritual mark in just five minutes.
A gym with flashing neon lights came into view. The entrance was large and looked quite high-end. There were many vehicles parked in front, including some models costing 40 to 500 yuan.
Jiang Ning did not go in, nor did he release the Qi Concealing Art. He stood silently at the door, waiting while running the 'Star Transformation Art' to absorb the spiritual energy.
At this time, several figures walked out from inside. Jiang Ning had practiced the spiritual consciousness technique and had a strong memory. Although he did not have photographic memory, he could remember a person exactly as long as he had seen him.
Among this group of people, Jiang Ning recognized the faces of two people at a glance. They were both students from No. 4 Middle School. One was Zhuang Jianhui who performed a slam dunk on the basketball court that day, and the other was fat and worked hard that day.
Yelled Lin Zida.
Zhuang Jianhui was walking in the middle, looking like the center of attention, but it was the other girl next to Zhuang Jianhui who caught Jiang Ning's attention.
She is 1.68 meters tall, with a white dress that highlights her graceful figure. She walks quietly, with dark eyes and an almost perfect face.
Even Jiang Ning's vision can't be faulted. Compared with the fairies in the world of immortality, she is only a little less fairy-like, but the heroic spirit emanating from her eyebrows gives her a different style.
In terms of appearance, he is slightly better than Xue Yuantong of later generations.
Jiang Ning knew who she was, Ding Shuyan, from Cheng'an City, Provincial City, and would transfer to Experimental Class 1 of No. 4 Middle School in the future. It was rumored that she had a rich background and a lot of energy in her family.
Later, Jiang Ning heard from an old classmate that Ding Shuyan was admitted to the best university in the country, but was recommended to go abroad and was never heard from again.
Lin Zida came out of the gym and said disdainfully: "I heard they said this gym is good, high-end and classy, low-key, luxurious and connotative. I came here specially, but the environment really made me stupid."
"Not to mention these coaches, what are these third-rate things? Do they only sell cards? They are not professional at all, and they are far worse than our gyms in An City!"
Zhuang Jianhui smiled, showing a delicate and handsome smile: "You definitely can't compare with our Anshi. If you use Anshi's standards to compare with Yuzhou, there's really no fun."
They originally lived a superior life in Anshi, but when they came to the small city of Yuzhou City, they just made an inadvertent choice because of their enthusiasm one day.
They do not belong here, they are just passers-by who have stayed here for three years.
"Are you right, Yanyan?" He looked at the girl next to him.
Ding Shuyan frowned slightly, her eyes were deep, and she was vaguely aware that there was a gaze staring at her in the dark, but she did not notice that person.
"Well, let's go back." Her voice sounded like the rhythm of a clear spring. Ding Shuyan didn't like being peeked at, and subconsciously wanted to go back early to avoid that gaze.
What kind of person is Jiang Ning? When Ding Shuyan looked at him, he knew that the girl might have noticed something.
After coming into contact with the path of cultivating immortals, he knew that the human body has endless mysteries. For example, Ding Shuyan's sixth sense at this moment is a mysterious and mysterious existence.
Back in the world of immortality, he once met a cultivator who could predict bad omens and could always avoid danger in advance and gain benefits.
However, the immortal cultivator was eventually killed by him.
'Even though Ding Shuyan has a sensitive sixth sense, he is still a mortal, how can he discover himself?'
It is doomed to be in vain.
Thinking of this, Jiang Ning suddenly felt dull and alone. How could it not be a kind of loneliness?
