Chapter 278 The old shopkeeper is already dead
After passing through an alley, Ning Daoran was already disguised as Jian Jiasan.
When he walked to the front of the stall, Xu Xinghe's pupils shrank violently, already recognizing him.
"Senior Huoyuan Sanren...that's not right..."
He looked guilty and said: "I should call you Senior Jianjia."
"It seems that fellow Taoist knows everything." Ning Daoran said calmly.
"Exactly."
Xu Xinghe gently cupped his fists, with a look of shame on his face, and said: "Back then, although I tried my best to dissuade my ancestor, my ancestor's mind was already made up, and it was beyond the control of juniors like me."
"It doesn't matter."
Ning Daoran said: "Your ancestor has been killed by me, and this matter has been settled."
"What?"
Xu Xinghe's pupils shrank: "Ancestor... Was the ancestor killed by the senior?"
"You didn't expect that?"
Ning Daoran made an understatement, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him: "When the colorful peacock came to White Dragon Fairy City for the first time, your ancestor did not die. What he released was false news, but the second time the colorful peacock came to White Dragon Fairy City, After the peacock descended on the White Dragon Immortal City and was repulsed by the Nascent Soul monks from the Immortal Killing Tower, I met your ancestor Xu Changyang
He set an ambush on the colorful peacock's way back. It's a pity that he didn't expect that I would suddenly appear after all the traps were used. Xu Changyang's body has been burned by me, and his Nascent Soul has been refined by me. This is him The luck earned for your Xu family. ”
The ancestor of the Xu family actually fed the Nascent Soul to the Empress in Tsing Yi.
When Ning Daoran went through almost all the memories of the ancestor of the Xu family, the opponent's Yuanying had no value, and after being repeatedly searched for souls, the Yuanying was extremely weak, and was finally eaten alive by the Empress in Tsing Yi.
After swallowing the Nascent Soul, the Empress in Tsing Yi almost broke her rank!
"Senior Jianjia..."
Xu Xinghe lowered his head: "During the battle in White Dragon Immortal City, this junior was injured by a monster and fell directly from the foundation building to the ninth level of Qi Refining. That's probably the case now. If senior wants to kill junior, just do it." Yes, this is what I, Mrs. Xu, deserve.”
"I didn't mean to kill you."
Ning Daoran said: "On the contrary, you tried your best to dissuade Xu Changyang in the first place. I should actually thank you for this matter alone. Although the Xu family has fallen, at least it has not been eradicated and there is still a chance for a comeback."
He smiled slightly: "I really hope that the Xu family, with Xu Xinghe as the master, will have a different outlook."
As he spoke, he gently raised his hand and handed Xu Xinghe the jade bottle containing a Foundation Establishment Pill, as well as a top-grade first-grade magic weapon and a top-grade second-grade spiritual weapon.
"This was found from your ancestor's storage bag. It may be useful to you, so keep it. I'm leaving, don't think about revenge, otherwise I will definitely die."
"How dare, junior, thank you senior..."
Xu Xinghe's hands were trembling. His ancestor fell and his father died in battle. After the Xu family was defeated, many enemies sought revenge. The ancestral land was occupied and most of his relatives were killed. Xu Xinghe fell into waste and was not killed. , those who were reduced to the fairy city did not dare to go out, so they could only set up stalls and sell first-level talismans to survive.
What Ning Daoran gave Xu Xinghe would never value in the past, but now... it is a treasure to him and an opportunity to make a comeback.
"Thank you, senior!"
He bowed again.
When Xu Xinghe looked up, Ning Daoran had disappeared and had quietly left White Dragon Immortal City.
……
A few days later, Qingdian Lake was an endless lake.
"Hometown, back..."
The green water turtle was so excited that it plunged into the water.
"Ouch~~"
The big stupid deer and Xiao Heizi also rushed into the water together.
When Ning Daoran got excited, he also dragged his green shirt and jumped into the water to take a bath.
On the shore, Xiaobai looked at his strong muscles and well-proportioned lines, and his pretty face suddenly blushed slightly. It's a pity that he is a corpse refiner, and the young master will definitely look down on him.
After staying at Qingdian Lake for two days, we turned north and headed to Fanshu City.
A few days later, we arrived at Fanshu City.
It rains heavily.
At this time, it was spring and the flowers were blooming. A drizzle moistened the earth. The peach blossoms in Fan Book City were in full bloom. It was as beautiful as when Ning Daoran came here.
In the city, a tomb stood alone under the peach tree.
Ning Daoran bought incense candles and paper money, and worshiped Grandpa Ou Yeping with Dabenlu.
"Old deer, kneel down and kowtow to Master."
"Ouch~~"
The big stupid deer plopped its front hooves and knelt down to kowtow to its master. Although it was already in the golden elixir stage, its master would always be its master. In front of Ou Yeping, it would always be the clumsy spiritual deer that had just learned to blacksmith.
"Old man..."
Ning Daoran knelt on one knee in front of the tombstone and said with a smile: "We have been separated for forty years. During these forty years, Lao Lu and I lived very well. We practiced with great concentration in Bailong Fairy City in Yizhou and fished for big fish in Tianluo Sea. Yu, I even got to see Yuanying Daxiu’s style. In short, these forty years have been wonderful. I just miss you a little. It would be great if I could have another chance to play chess with you under the jujube tree.”
The spring breeze blew, and the peach branches above the head swayed slightly.
It's night.
Ning Daoran did not return to the sword-making shop, but drank with Lao Lu in a tavern in the city.
In the dead of night, a bright spiritual light suddenly rose into the sky, and then condensed into a spiritual mist with a radius of several miles in the city.
Someone is trying to form a pill!
Ning Daoran sensed the aura of Lingwu from a distance and already knew who was forming the elixir. He didn't bother him, he just watched from a distance and drank one drink after another.
The spiritual mist is not stable, and the cultivation of those who try to form pills...
It is completely incomparable to Ning Daoran's original elixir formation.
In the early morning, the spiritual mist was crumbling and finally dissipated, and the elixir formation failed.
That person's aura dropped to the bottom all of a sudden. He must have been seriously injured, and even failure to form the elixir would damage the other person's lifespan.
……
In the early morning, after eating the steamed buns, Ning Daoran stood up and said, "Old Lu, are you going to meet your old friend? If you don't go, I'm afraid there will be no chance."
"Ouch~~"
The big stupid deer nodded in agreement.
A man and a deer meandered along the street.
Early morning, Duckweed Square.
"This distinguished guest, what would you like to order?" The person who greeted the person in the workshop was a girl in a purple skirt. She was extremely delicate, and even... there was a faint feeling of an old friend between her eyebrows, which made Ning Daoran It even feels a bit familiar.
"No need, I'm looking for someone."
Ning Daoran gently cupped his fists and said: "Ning Daoran, I would like to see Chen Ping'er, the owner of Duckweed Square, and I would like to inform you on my behalf."
"Huh?"
The girl was surprised: "You... you are the senior Ning that Master often mentioned? But... Master, she..."
"Okay, I know everything. Take me to see her."
"Yes, Senior Ning, please come with me."
The girl led Ning Daoran through the front hall and to the backyard.
The backyard has a great view, with peach blossoms and drizzle.
In the living room, a woman wearing a beige skirt walked out. As before, it was Chen Ping'er.
However, Chen Ping'er, who failed to form the elixir, looked very poor and pale. Moreover, her vitality was severely damaged after the failure to form the elixir this time, so that she had very little life left.
"You're here..."
Chen Ping'er smiled bitterly: "I thought... I would never see fellow Taoist friends again in this life..."
"What did Fellow Daoist Chen say?"
Ning Daoran looked at her weak appearance and felt a little heartbroken. At this time, Chen Ping'er was no longer as smart and capable as before. Although she still looked like a beautiful young woman on the outside, in fact, she was in the same state of mind as an old woman.
"Ning'er, serve tea."
"Yes, Master!"
The girl in the purple skirt served the spiritual tea and immediately stood aside.
"Her name is Ji Ning..."
When Chen Ping'er looked at the girl in the purple skirt, her eyes were full of doting, and she said: "This is the disciple I have accepted as a closed disciple, and the disciple I am most satisfied with... It's a pity... I don't have many years to teach her anymore. What?”
Ning Daoran glanced at it.
A fifth-grade spiritual root, in the early stages of foundation building, at the age of twenty-seven, he is indeed an excellent seedling.
"Fellow Daoist Ning, are you in the middle stage of Golden Elixir?" Chen Ping'er asked.
"Yeah."
Ning Daoran nodded.
For a moment, Chen Ping'er felt even more complicated. She failed to form the elixir, but Ning Daoran was smoothly promoted to the middle stage of the golden elixir.
However, Chen Ping'er is not jealous. Ning Daoran is different from others. Let alone being promoted to the middle stage of Jindan, even if he is promoted to Nascent Soul or even God Transformation, Chen Ping'er will only be happy for him.
"Ning'er, you go to the front hall to be busy. I want to talk to fellow Taoist Ning."
"Yes, Master!"
Ji Ning gathered her clothes, bowed and left.
"Old deer, you also go for a walk."
Ning Daoran waved his hand, and Dabenlu followed Ji Ning to the front hall.
In the entire backyard, only Ning Daoran and Chen Pinger were left.
"Fellow Taoist, I don't have much time."
Chen Ping'er said suddenly, her eyes slightly red.
Ning Daoran instantly felt as if his heart was being pulled.
"Friend Daoist Ning..."
Chen Ping'er lowered her eyes, looked at the texture of the stone slabs on the ground, and said softly: "I have been thinking these days, it would be great if immortal cultivators really have an afterlife. If I can do it again, I must live. My body is clean, and only in this way... can I be worthy of you..."
"Fellow Daoist Chen..."
Ning Daoran was stunned.
"Call me Ping'er..."
Chen Ping'er said softly: "Before I leave, I want to hear..."
"Well, Ping'er."
"Friend Dao Ning."
Chen Ping'er frowned slightly and said, "Do you know that there have been several times when I couldn't help but want to marry you and become your pillow?"
"Ning is stupid..."
"It's okay."
Chen Ping'er chuckled and said: "There is no chance in this life. I hope that in the next life... Ping'er will be so lucky and can be paired with a fellow Taoist."
Ning Daoran was speechless.
……
At noon, Chen Ping'er kept him for a meal.
In the afternoon, Ning Daoran took Da Stupid Deer to the sword-making shop. He should always go back and take a look. Some things were unavoidable.
There were fireworks in the sword-making shop, and people were coming and going. A group of young disciples were practicing hammering skills in the open space in the backyard. Several of them were quite qualified. They danced their hammers so loudly that they whirred in the wind, and Dabenlu, the master craftsman, was fascinated by them. Slip round.
A fat steward came out panting and said to the boy: "Senior Ning? Who is it? I don't know..."
The moment he saw Ning Daoran, the fat steward immediately said respectfully: "Senior, may I ask where you came to my sword-making shop..."
"Is Sang Ping'an here?" Ning Daoran asked.
"Senior, are you looking for the old shopkeeper?"
The fat manager was surprised: "The old shopkeeper passed away twenty years ago..."
"Huh?"
Ning Daoran frowned, thinking of the honest-looking young steward who followed him in Fanshu City. He didn't expect that he would leave so early.
(End of chapter)