Chapter 139 Zhou Qingshan
The big stupid deer gently cupped Gong Ning Daoran's shoulder. It knew his elder brother's mood, and he didn't know the same.
"Let's go, we still need to meet."
Ning Daoran sighed, took back the flying magic weapon, and entered from the entrance of the village with Big Stupid Deer.
"Hey!"
At the entrance of the village, a child with bare buttocks and buttocks was holding a lotus leaf in his left hand to protect him from the rain. He was holding a branch in his right hand, pointing at a person and a deer and said: "You are not from the village, who are you? Why are you coming to our Longxiang Village?"
Ning Daoran smiled and said nothing.
The big stupid deer barked softly at the child.
"Huh, you're actually ignoring me!" The child stamped his feet angrily.
……
Red Lotus Martial Arts School.
In the rain, there were still several teenagers practicing with guns in the martial arts hall. They were practicing the Silver Dragon Spear Technique taught by Ning Daoran.
Several young men have practiced extremely seriously, and one of them has almost reached the level of Silver Dragon Spear Technique.
"Guest officer."
A young man put away his spear and said, "What's the matter?"
"Excuse me, is Master Zhou here?" Ning Daoran asked.
"Yes, yes."
The young man turned around and said: "Master, someone is looking for you!"
Soon, a person opened the curtain and walked out. It was a rather simple-looking man, about forty years old.
He looks somewhat similar, but he is not Zhou Tiezhu.
"Sir, you are..."
The man looked at Ning Daoran blankly, then looked at Bailu, as if struck by lightning, and said: "You...are you my ancestor Ning, the ancestor of the Zhou family?"
"Who are you?"
Ning Daoran felt a little uneasy: "Where is Zhou Tiezhu?"
"I..."
The man hurriedly clasped his fists and said: "Zhou Tiezhu is my grandfather. He died of an old injury ten years ago..."
"Huh?"
Ning Daoran and Bai Lu were both stunned.
"What about...little lotus?"
"I live in the backyard, please come with me!"
Two teenagers held umbrellas to protect Ning Daoran and Bai Lu from the rain.
Behind the martial arts hall, there is a rather elegant small courtyard.
A female warrior wearing a green short shirt walked out, it was Xiao Hehua.
"Brother Ning!"
Her voice and appearance were not much different from those before, except for a few wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.
It stands to reason that Xiao Hehua is nearly eighty this year. As a vigorous warrior, even if he takes the Yanyan Dan, his appearance will still be more or less affected by age.
She stepped forward and held Ning Daoran's hand without saying a word, and soon her eyes were filled with tears.
At this time, no need to say anything, Ning Daoran also knew Xiao Hehua's state of mind.
After fifty years of separation, she almost thought she would never see Ning Daoran again in her life.
"Brother Ning, sit down."
Little Lotus pulled Ning Daoran into the living room and pressed her into a chair, saying softly: "It's a pity that Zhou Tiezhu left ten years ago."
"How did you leave?" Ning Daoran asked.
"For a warrior of blood and spirit, the way to survive is to climb higher step by step."
Little Lotus said softly: "In order to keep the position of the master of the martial arts hall, Zhou Tiezhu practiced the Silver Dragon Spear technique hard, and finally achieved great success. He became famous in several nearby villages. Unfortunately, he practiced too much and lost too much energy.
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In addition, I was injured when I went hunting in the mountains before, so I didn’t survive that test..."
She glanced at Ning Daoran and said: "Originally, I was supposed to be the master of the martial arts gym, but... I didn't want to be entangled in the martial arts master's affairs, so I passed the martial arts gym to Zhou Tiezhu's grandson, who was Ning The person my brother saw.
Over the years, I have lived here alone, and it has been quite quiet. ”
"Little lotus..."
Ning Daoran looked at the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and couldn't help feeling a little distressed: "Have you really never married in these years?"
"Brother Ning..."
Little Lotus looked over with her beautiful eyes and said softly: "Do you think what I said when I was a child was nonsense? Besides, after meeting Brother Ning, do you think I can still like other men in my heart?"
Ning Daoran was silent.
"Ouch~~"
The big stupid deer barked, feeling that the atmosphere was a little strange.
"Brother Ning!"
Little Lotus stood up and said with a smile: "After the rain subsides, I will take the children from the martial arts school to the pond to fish. In the evening, I will cook your favorite braised fish for Brother Ning!"
"Okay, I'll go with you."
"Yeah!"
In the evening, a cozy dinner.
Little Lotus ate very slowly, for fear that the meal would pass quickly.
……
The next day, everyone went to worship Zhou Tiezhu.
Autumn rain continued, and in an inconspicuous little grave, there was a little cross-eye from that year buried.
Ning Daoran suddenly wanted to cry.
"Ouch~~"
The big stupid deer arched it, indicating not to be too sad.
Afterwards, return to the martial arts studio.
"Little lotus."
In the room, Ning Daoran turned his hands and cast a few restraints, took out some pills from his arms, and said: "These are pills that replenish blood, repair old injuries, and some that restore energy. In addition, this The bottle is the most important.”
He picked up the Life Extension Pill and said: "This is the Life Extension Pill. It can extend life. There are three pills in total. You take one pill every three days. Remember not to eat them all in one go."
"Okay, thank you, Brother Ning!"
Little Lotus accepted the elixir, her face full of joy.
"That's right."
Ning Daoran said: "Let all the children in the village come over in the afternoon, especially your children under the age of twenty with the surnames Zhou and Chen. I will show them their spiritual roots."
"Yes, Brother Ning!" After hearing this, Little Lotus was particularly happy.
In the afternoon, a large group of children gathered in the martial arts gym.
Ning Daoran scanned with powerful spiritual consciousness and could directly see through the spiritual roots.
In the end, a ten-year-old child actually had spiritual roots, and they were sixth-grade wood-fire spiritual roots. Such spiritual roots were very suitable for practicing the True Yang Furnace Technique.
"What's your name?" Ning Daoran asked.
The child was very nervous: "Grandpa, my name is... my name is Zhou Qingshan, my father is Zhou Youtian, my grandfather is Zhou Jinshan, my grandfather is Zhou Tiezhu..."
"Huh?"
Ning Daoran was surprised that he was actually a descendant of Zhou Tiezhu.
"Grandpa..."
The martial arts master looked excited and said: "This kid Zhou Qingshan...has spiritual roots?"
"Yeah."
Ning Daoran nodded: "Zhou Qingshan, are you willing to follow me up the mountain to study Dharma and cultivate immortality?"
"I..."
The surprise came so quickly that the young man couldn't react: "I...can I really become an immortal?"
Ning Daoran smiled and nodded.
Afterwards, Zhou Qingshan's father and grandfather immediately kowtowed to the child.
There is nothing unhappy about Little Lotus. She doesn't particularly care about her family's affairs.
What she cares about most is that Brother Ning came back to see her.
……
Another night passed, and the next day, it rained continuously.
Ning Daoran and Dabenlu left.
"Brother Ning!!"
At the entrance of the village, Little Lotus was wearing a short blue shirt. She had a very beautiful appearance and held an oil-paper umbrella in her hand.
She opened her beautiful eyes wide and tried her best to see that person clearly.
However, the rain got heavier and heavier, eventually covering everything up.
……
Chaos Sect, True Yang Peak.
At the top of the peak, outside the cave of Great Elder Gong Yangyan.
Ning Daoran and Bai Lu stood outside with a rustic-looking young man.
Not long after, a golden elixir monk wearing a gray short shirt came out, it was the great elder.
"I met my uncle."
Ning Daoran cupped his fist lightly.
"Good nephew."
The Great Elder glanced at Zhou Qingshan and said, "What's going on with this kid? Don't tell me that you brought me a disciple. I have no shortage of disciples with this kind of qualifications."
"Master uncle is really a genius. He guessed right right away. It's amazing!" Ning Daoran looked surprised.
The great elder called me "Nima" in his heart.
"Uncle, please listen to me!"
Ning Daoran said: "This son's name is Zhou Qingshan, and he is a descendant of an old friend of mine. You have also seen that he has a sixth-grade wood fire spiritual root. He is still a boy at the moment, and he is an excellent seedling of the True Yang Furnace Technique. ”
"A mere sixth grade is considered a good seedling?" Gong Yangyan looked unhappy.
"This is what my uncle said."
Ning Daoran said: "Didn't my mere ninth-grade spiritual roots become the pillar of our Chaos Sect?"
Gong Yangyan still had a displeased look on his face: "Okay, then for the sake of Ning Xiaozi, I'll accept him as a registered disciple. I don't have the time and energy to focus on training him."
"Don't!"
Ning Daoran said: "Uncle, you have one hundred and eighty named disciples, do you really remember to come here? This uncle must personally teach me, otherwise I will not obey!"
"Hey, you kid!"
"Master, please take a look at this!"
Ning Daoran quickly took out a thick notebook from his arms and said through a message: "Not long ago, my nephew, I just perfected the True Yang Furnace Technique.
However, what comes first, comes first. At the moment when I reached perfection, I seemed to see some fragments of the transformation state of the True Yang Furnace Art. These are all my experiences about the transformation state. If you don't mind, Master, please accept it. ”
"Really?"
Gong Yangyan was shocked and hurriedly put the letter in his arms as if he had found a treasure. If he could practice the True Yang Furnace Art to the transformation state, with Gong Yang Yan's background, he might have a chance to advance to the middle stage of Jindan!
"Your name is Zhou Qingshan, right?"
He looked at the bumpkin-like young man: "From now on, you will be Gong Yangyan's fourteenth direct disciple. I will ask your senior brother to come over immediately to help you go through the registration and admission procedures. You have no foundation in cultivation. , you must be diligent in the future and don’t ruin my reputation!”
"Yes, Master!"
Zhou Qingshan knelt down with a loud sound.
These were naturally taught by Ning Daoran, otherwise how could he, a young man from the countryside, have such aura.
Soon after, Zhou Qingshan settled in Zhenyang Peak and became Gong Yangyan's personal disciple.
Moreover, he even lived in a cave shrouded in second-level high-grade spiritual veins, which was a hundred and eighty thousand times better than Lin Sheng's original treatment.
Ning Daoran originally wanted to give Zhou Qingshan some Qi-refining period elixirs, but was glared back by Gong Yangyan.
Does Gong Yangyan's disciple still need others to take care of him? Could it be that he looked down upon Zhenyang Peak’s heritage?
Lin Sheng was extremely fond of Zhou Qingshan, his junior brother.
Because he is the descendant of Ning Daoran's old friend, of course he, the foundation-building senior brother, has to take care of him at all times.
In this way, Zhou Qingshan will naturally not be bullied by others in Zhenyang Peak or even in the entire sect.
……
Qibi Peak.
Ning Daoran worked conscientiously and continued to grow spiritual rice with Lao Lu, ignoring the mundane disturbances.
Time flies.
Three years passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, a figure appeared outside the small cloud formation.
"Is Junior Brother Ning at home?"
The person who spoke was Zhao Lichen.
Ning Daoran dispersed the formation and saw Zhao Lichen wearing a brand new set of foundation-building elder uniforms, carrying a magic sword behind his back, and several storage bags around his waist. Is he going to travel far?
(End of chapter)