Chapter 137 News

Ding Yi returned to the house and immediately started to decorate.

He first came to the bedroom, looked around briefly, and then returned to the table in the front room.

Immediately afterwards, Ding Yi stretched out his palm towards the table and chair in front of him, and then shook his palm slightly.

The next moment, countless dense gray dots suddenly appeared on the table and chairs, and these gray dots were spinning out of thin air and moving towards the center at an exaggerated speed.

Now, Ding Yi has initially understood the ability of "domain", can control the airflow within a radius of one foot, and sense the subtle changes in it. This is enough to show that his kick has become a real master.

You know, even among Yuanqiao realm warriors, there are only a few people who can master the domain.

Only when the Yuan Qiao reaches great perfection and the spiritual consciousness in the Niwan Palace in the brain gradually becomes full, can one use the spiritual consciousness to hone his fist intention and evolve out of the domain.

At this moment, more and more dust gathered in the air, forming a small gray vortex.

Ding Yi moved his palm slightly, controlling the vortex to circle around himself, sucking most of the dust in the room into the vortex.

Finally, Ding Yi pushed open the door, controlled the vortex, walked into the courtyard, and threw the small ball of dust outside the courtyard.

Watching the ball turn into an arc and fly to the street outside, Ding Yi clapped his hands with satisfaction, and then returned to the house again.

Looking at the brand-new front room under the light, Ding Yi smiled slightly, and then began to sit down, lay out paper and study ink.

Every night, Ding Yi strengthens a Tianyun Shen Yang Pill to relieve the exhaustion of his soul, which makes him more and more eager for the god refining method.

After all, the sooner you get it, the sooner you can save your life. This is not something that can be delayed.

However, there was no need to rush. Ding Yi could only wait for the news from Bai Wangyun before making plans.

Early the next morning, Ding Yi took the house deed and went to the house of the head of Ninth Lane to ask him to sign.

In Baihe City, the purchase or lease of a house requires the signature of a guarantor.

The village head of each district was naturally quite famous. After some questioning, Ding Yi found the small courtyard where the village chief lived.

The door of the small courtyard is open at this moment. Standing outside the door and looking in, you can see an old man with a white beard lying on an armchair and sunbathing.

Although Baihe City is the territory of the Yin Yang Palace, where warriors and ordinary people are just humans, animals and reserve sergeants, the people of the Yin Yang Palace still follow the style of Daliang in some systems in order to save trouble.

"My father-in-law."

Ding Yi looked at the old man in the courtyard, stood outside and knocked on the door.

The old man's name was Du Ming, and his ancestors were from Baihe County for three generations. When he heard someone shouting outside the hospital, he opened his eyes slightly and glanced at the direction where the sound came from.

"May I ask my father-in-law, is the chief here?"

Ding Yi stood at the door and asked with a smile.

"What's the matter? I'm the head of our district. Come in and talk."

Du Ming waved to Ding Yi and motioned for him to come in.

"It turns out that it was the mayor in person. Ding Hai, the young man, bought a house deed from a fan here yesterday, and asked the mayor to sign for me to prove it."

After Ding Yi finished speaking, Du Ming was slightly startled, and then asked:

"Where's the yard?"

Ding Yi reported the yard number on the house deed, and Du Ming nodded slightly.

"This yard is easy to manage. You may not know that the man who sold your yard yesterday was robbed as soon as he came out."

"I don't know what kind of reckless guy can be so brainless."

Du Ming shook his head slightly, then stood up and walked towards the house.

"Wait for me here for a while, and I'll get a pen to sign for you."

After a while, Liu Ming came back, holding a writing brush in his hand, and reached out to take the house deed handed over by Ding Yi.

Du Ming glanced at the house number on the house deed, then signed his name on the house deed and said:

"Young man, from another city?"

"Master Li, I am from Qingfeng County."

Ding Yi said with a smile.

"Qingfeng County? Never heard of it."

Du Ming shook his head, obviously losing interest in continuing to talk to Ding Yi. Then he returned the signed house deed to Ding Yi and said:

"Go to the government to get a seal and register it. Once you pay the deed tax, the house will be yours."

Ding Yi naturally nodded in agreement and then walked out of the hospital.

After Ding Yi left, a person suddenly walked out of the side room.

This person is Wang Man who was robbed yesterday.

Wang Man looked at Ding Yi's leaving figure and said to Liu Ming with a grimace:

"Master Du, it really isn't him, otherwise he would have come with another property deed."

"Well, it doesn't look like it. Have you asked Hu Luchun?"

"I asked, it was a young man who sold it to him. Damn it, this guy is not willing to sell it to me at the original price. What should I do?"

Wang Man said.

"Who are you blaming? You can only ask Mr. Liu to be more careful. If you don't have the house deed signed by me, you can't stamp it!"

Du Ming said.

"But, sir, what if Hu Luchun sells the house deed?"

"Hey, sold it? He took advantage and broke the rules. Come to my place to sign, and I'll charge him thirty taels for a house deed!"

Du Ming sneered.

"Ah, Master, what about your reputation?"

Wang Man was stunned.

"How old are you now and you still have a reputation?"

"And you idiot, can you please brighten your eyes from now on, and your mind will be filled with those women in the hook bar!"

Du Ming looked at Wang Man behind him and cursed angrily.

Wang Man was scolded by Du Ming and didn't dare to talk back. He just stood there feeling a little wronged.

Didn't you always want to go with me?

On this side, with the signature of the head of the village, Ding Yi successfully registered with the government.

When he returned to his house, he found that Bai Wangyun was waiting for him in the yard.

"Master, how is it?"

Ding Yi didn't seem to be too surprised to see Bai Wangyun there when he entered the house. Instead, he asked with a smile.

"Sorry, Xiaoqi, I didn't get the skills of the Yuanqiao realm."

Bai Wangyun sighed when he saw Ding Yi coming in.

"Oh?"

Ding Yi raised his eyebrows.

"Although I am the hall master, the Yuanqiao Realm technique is also a valuable item. With my status, I could have asked for one."

Bai Wangyun said this, looked at Ding Yi, and then said:

"However, my cultivation is not enough. The association said that my motives were impure and rejected my application."

"Is that so."

Ding Yi looked at Bai Wangyun, who looked a little depressed, and then walked over with a smile, saying:

"Don't worry, Master. I guessed it wouldn't go smoothly."

Bai Wangyun was a little relaxed when he saw Ding Yi's reaction, and then said:

"However, I did ask for some information about the refining technique you mentioned."

"Huh?"

Ding Yi was stunned when he heard it. He didn't expect that the Yuanqiao technique he had the most hope for was unexpectedly gone, but the refining technique he had no hope for had news instead.

At that moment, Ding Yi was delighted, and then he heard Bai Wangyun continue to say:

"I heard that there is a fragment of this spiritual cultivation method in the Wanxiang Sect in this city."

"Wanxiang Sect?"

Ding Yi frowned.

"Yes, the three sects and nine schools in Baihe City are all martial arts groups."

"But there are big figures behind them, for example, our Chaos God Sect is in charge of the Wuji Sect among the nine sects."

Bai Wangyun said with a smile.