Chapter 76 Things are different and people are different (please order first!!!)
Ning Daoran and Dabenlu were also stunned.
There is something familiar between the eyebrows of this beautiful woman, Wu Fu, who vaguely looks like Little Lotus when she was a child.
The woman in green shirt, Wu Fu, stood blankly. In her eyes, Ning Daoran looked like a young man back then, but she was just wearing the clothes of an immortal cultivator. The big stupid deer beside her had changed its appearance and had grown into a White deer with snow-white fur.
"Brother Ning...Brother Ning!"
Her voice is still as clear as before.
"Little lotus?"
Ning Daoran scanned his consciousness and confirmed that it was really the soul of Xiao Hehua: "Lao Lu and I are back!"
"Brother Ning!"
At this moment, Xiao Hehua finally confirmed that the person in front of her was the person she had been longing for. She rushed forward with a single stride and "smashed" the body of the early-stage Blood Qi realm warrior into Ning Daoran's arms.
"Peng——"
Ning Daoran, who has profound cultivation base, caught the little lotus with his body motionless, caressed the hair on the back of her head, and said: "We haven't seen each other for many years, and our little lotus has grown up~~~"
"Brother Ning!"
Little Lotus' pretty face turned red, she took two steps back and said, "Is Brother Ning really a high-flying immortal now?"
"Almost."
Ning Daoran looked at the martial arts hall and said with a smile: "After twenty years of separation, I didn't expect that little lotus would actually enter the martial arts. What's going on with this martial arts hall? I remember that there was no martial arts hall in the village."< br>
Little Lotus said softly: "Brother Ning doesn't know something. In the seven or eight years since you left, there have been more and more low-level monsters in the Dragon Valley. The imperial court has repeatedly sent people to exterminate the monsters. People are constantly coming and going. In the village More and more young people are practicing martial arts, and a trend has gradually formed.
Later, a cultivating family took a fancy to the location of our Longxiang Village, so they funded the construction of the Red Lotus Martial Arts Hall. The children in the village practiced martial arts since childhood. They all have a reliable livelihood and no longer have to farm for generations. ”
"That's it."
Ning Daoran groaned: "Where is Xiao Tiezhu, how is he now?"
"Brother Ning, follow me."
Little Lotus took Ning Daoran's hand and led Big Benlu into the martial arts hall.
"Master, come out to meet the distinguished guest." She shouted loudly.
In the living room, a figure walked out.
He is a young-looking person wearing inner armor, his whole body is filled with the power of thin blood energy. His cultivation in the early stage of blood energy realm has been perfected. His whole person is powerful, but his eyes are involuntarily focused towards the middle, appearing to be full of wisdom.
The person who came was none other than Zhou Tiezhu, the grandson of the old patriarch’s family!
"Ning..."
Zhou Tiezhu was stunned, looking at Ning Daoran who had not changed at all over the years, his eyes filled with disbelief: "Brother Ning Daoran...you...you are back?"
"Xiao Tiezhu, that's good. It's already at the early stage of the blood energy realm."
Ning Daoran nodded and smiled: "Is it possible that you are the master of this martial arts gym?"
"That's right..."
Zhou Tiezhu was as honest as ever, scratching his head with embarrassment, and said with a smile: "Although I don't have a lot of energy, when we built the new martial arts gym, our Zhou family spent a lot of money and food. Before my grandfather passed away, Help me secure the position of martial arts master.”
"Huh?"
Ning Daoran frowned: "The old patriarch passed away?"
"Yeah."
Zhou Tiezhu said: "It happened more than ten years ago..."
With that said, he stepped forward and took Ning Daoran's arm, and said with a smile: "Since brother Ning Daoran is back, come in quickly. I will ask my wife to cook some good dishes. Xiao Hehua and I will drink with you in the evening. One cup!”
"Huh?"
Ning Daoran said: "You already have a wife?"
"Ouch???"
The big stupid deer also widened his eyes. This little Tiezhu is so amazing. He actually has a wife, not even an eldest brother.
In the martial arts hall, several other martial arts masters also appeared, as well as a group of apprentices.
"Master!"
Several female disciples stepped forward, greeted Little Lotus affectionately, and then looked at the stranger who had just arrived with wide eyes.
Little Lotus touched the little head of a female disciple and said with a smile: "Okay, go and practice the lunge and push the horse by yourself. I don't need to say any more about these things. I have something to do today, so I won't give you any guidance on how to practice. You can do it yourself." Practice.”
"Yes, Master!"
A group of children headed to the backyard.
Ning Daoran glanced at it. These children's clothes were all new. If nothing else, they were all children of wealthy families in the village. Otherwise, there would be no spare money to send them to practice martial arts.
A woman appeared in the front yard. She was Zhou Tiezhu's daughter-in-law. She was a woman with ordinary appearance, but she looked very simple.
"Little lotus."
Ning Daoran sat down and asked, "How is Aunt Bai?"
"My mother died of a serious illness six years ago." Xiao Hehua's expression darkened.
"That's it..."
Ning Daoran felt that things were different and people were different. In just twenty years, half of the people he knew in this village had gone.
Fortunately, Xiao Hehua and Zhou Tiezhu are both accomplished talents. One is a martial arts master and the other is a martial arts master. They are both well-known people in the village, so their lives are not too bad.
Soon after, the first dinner back in the village.
It was quite rich, including chickens, ducks, fish, shrimps, and even a slaughtered sheep, which made the apprentices unable to stop standing in the distance and swallowing their saliva.
"Old deer, it tastes good!"
Ning Daoran ate deliciously, cracking the chicken bones loudly, while looking at the group of children swallowing saliva in the distance, his mouth was full of smiles, and he didn't look like a cultivator at all.
When he was a child, someone in the village invited guests to dinner, and Ning Daoran could only watch from a distance, smelling the smell of food and wine. Now that things are changing, it's finally the turn of these little bastards to be greedy, let's just be greedy.
"Brother Ning."
Little Lotus smiled and said: "I have packed up a new room. Let's rest in the martial arts hall at night."
"Yeah."
Ning Daoran nodded. He couldn't dig a hole in the mountain to spend the night again.
"Little Lotus, Lao Lu and I will go to pay homage to our parents, the old patriarch, and Aunt Bai tomorrow morning."
"Yeah!"
At night, the wind howls.
In the guest room where Ning Daoran was, Xiao Hehua and Zhou Tiezhu didn't leave. They were so excited that they didn't want to go back to sleep and wanted to stay with her for a while longer.
The big stupid deer was lying at the door watching the door, looking lazy.
"Brother Ning, do you know the immortal's magic? I want to see..." Little Lotus held her round chin with a look of anticipation.
"What are you looking at? Cultivation of immortality is not a sideshow!"
After Ning Daoran glanced at the two of them with his spiritual consciousness, he immediately stood up, lightly patted Xiao Hehua's left shoulder and right leg, and said: "It must have been very hard to practice martial arts over the years. These two old injuries on your body are a bit serious."< br>
"Huh?"
Little Lotus was stunned: "How does Brother Ning know that I have been injured in these two places?"
"Humph~~"
Ning Daoran smiled slightly: "Do you think I have been living for nothing for twenty years since I went to the mountain to study the Dharma?"
As he spoke, he slowly put his palm on Little Lotus's shoulder and said: "Relax your mind and body, don't resist, I will use a little fairy method to help you heal your wounds. It should be helpful for your old wounds to heal."
"Okay!"
Little Lotus sat upright with her chest straight.
A ray of eleven-level Evergreen Technique skill poured in, and vigorous vitality immediately poured into the depths of Little Lotus's body, beginning to nourish and repair those old wounds bit by bit.
In less than half an hour, most of the old wounds had healed, and the rest could be healed by letting his blood nourish itself.
After that, Ning Daoran also used the Evergreen Technique to help Zhou Tiezhu heal many old injuries, and he left even more old injuries.
Probably because Zhou Tiezhu's own talent and understanding are actually not as good as that of Xiao Hehua, but he has a stronger personality. In order to maintain the dignity of his martial arts master, he often trains hard, leaving behind many old wounds. If not treated, he will never be able to survive. Long lasting.
"Brother Ning Daoran..."
Zhou Tiezhu sighed with emotion: "Your magic is so powerful. After the treatment, my old injury really doesn't hurt anymore..."
"It's just a little trick of a cultivator."
Ning Daoran patted the storage bag lightly, and six jade bottles floated out from it, saying: "These six bottles contain blood-strengthening pills, firm-face pills, and pills for healing injuries.
You may be able to use it when you practice in the future. Taking one pill each of you can fix your appearance at this moment in your life and prevent you from getting older. ”
"Thank you, Brother Ning!"
Little Lotus was pleasantly surprised, accepted the gift, and then looked at the beauty pill over and over again.
Zhou Tiezhu was a little embarrassed.
"Back then, when I left the village, the only things I had with me that were truly related to being a cultivator were two spiritual stones. Those two spiritual stones were given to me by the old patriarch. I will never forget this kindness."
Only then did Zhou Tiezhu accept it.
……
That night, Ning Daoran slept extremely peacefully in his hometown.
In the mere Longxiang Village, a foundation-building overhaul is like a god here, and the safety factor is fully maximized!
The next day, early morning.
Ning Daoran woke up leisurely, washed up with Da Benlu and went to the courtyard of the martial arts school. He practiced a set of Zhen Yang Furnace Techniques and waited for breakfast.
"Peng!"
At this moment, the door of the martial arts hall was suddenly kicked open.
A group of people came outside the door, led by a middle-aged man with the fourth level of Qi refining.
"Master Lu, what are you..."
Zhou Tiezhu turned pale when he saw the person coming.
"Zhou, don't pretend to be confused because you understand."
Mr. Lu sneered: "You have already owed tribute money for two years. If you don't pay in full, you will either hand over the martial arts gym or sell the ancestral land. We, the Luo family, will not embarrass you."
"Tribute money?"
Ning Daoran frowned.
Little Lotus whispered to the side: "At the beginning, the Luo Xiuxian family invested in the village and built a martial arts hall, a posthouse, an inn, etc. for the village. As a price, the village had to pay tribute to the Luo family every year. In recent years, they have entered the mountain. With so few people, the village already owes two years of tribute money.”
"That's it..."
Ning Daoran raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "This fellow Taoist named Lu, can you take me to the Luo family?"
"Who are you, dare to call me fellow Taoist?"
The middle-aged man looked at Ning Daoran, who was dressed in ordinary clothes, with a fierce look, and said with a smile: "Why do you want to go to Luo's house? This dung beetle who came out of the mud ditch really overestimates his capabilities!"
Ning Daoran was a little helpless.
He took a step forward and instantly released the terrifying spiritual pressure of the foundation building stage. Immediately, the monk surnamed Lu's eyes were horrified, and he knelt down with a thud:
"It turns out...it turns out to be the senior who built the foundation...the junior is too blind to see the mountain, so I ask the senior to be magnanimous and spare my life..."
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