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Chapter 289 Whetstone

"That's fine..."

Ning Daoran sighed.

It is impossible to cut off the relationship with Xiao Tiezhu with one knife. Although Zhou Qingshan and Ning Daoran are actually two generations apart, by the time of Zhou Qingshan's generation, the relationship between Ning Daoran and Xiao Tiezhu's descendants had already come to an end.

But Longxiang Village is where I came from after all. Xiao Tiezhu's kindness in giving me food and saving my life cannot be summed up in a few words. I have to leave some chances for the Zhou family.

"What's this child's name?" Ning Daoran pointed.

"what?"

Zhou Qingshan seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw: "Grandfather, his name is Zhou Tieshu, and he is the direct descendant of the ancestor Tiezhu. Although he has spiritual roots, his brain seems to be a little bit not working well, so...he has not yet entered the sect to practice."

"it is good."

Ning Daoran said, "Zhou Tieshu will stay and practice as an inner disciple at Zhenyang Peak. The rest of you can go."

"Yes, Grandfather..."

Zhou Qingshan kowtowed repeatedly.

……

Inside the cave.

Ning Daoran gave Zhou Tieshu some magical tools and spiritual weapons, put them all in a storage bag and asked him to tie it around his waist and make sure not to lose it. Then he summoned an elder from Zhenyang Peak who was in the early stage of foundation building to serve as Zhou Tieshu's master, and let the ruddy old man take the silly boy away.

"Junior sister."

Ning Daoran glanced at Chen Xiyao and said to Han Bing, "In the next few days, I will open up and sort out Xiyao's meridians, widen her Dantian, and recover some of her wasted cultivation time. You can first give her the introductory formula of Zixiao Yanglei Zhenjing and practice together. I hope that she can draw Qi into her body and enter the Qi Refining Stage before I leave."

"it is good!"

Han Bing nodded happily. Chen Xiyao was his disciple and might inherit his legacy in the future. Ning Daoran was willing to help her train disciples personally, which was naturally a good thing that she could never ask for.

On an ice bed filled with rich spiritual energy.

This bed seems to be Han Bing's bed...

Chen Xiyao was wearing a short shirt, her face slightly nervous, she sat cross-legged on the bed, her long eyelashes trembling.

"Ancestor, I heard..."

Chen Xiyao pursed her lips and said, "It is said in those legend books that men and women have to take off their clothes when practicing martial arts. Since the ancestor is combing my meridians, should I take off my clothes first?"

As she spoke, her pretty face turned red.

Ning Daoran's head was buzzing: "What a mess, stop reading useless novels! We are cultivators, so it's not that troublesome. I don't even need to touch your body. Just sit quietly and relax your mind."

"Yes, ancestor!"

Chen Xiyao straightened her breasts, closed her eyes and sat upright with the most serious attitude.

On the side, Han Bing crossed his arms and couldn't help but chuckle. The little girl was really asking for a fight! But it didn't matter. After all, she was his disciple. After the senior brother left, there would be plenty of time to discipline her properly.

Ning Daoran raised his hand and pointed. Suddenly, a rich and profound power of the Changqing Jue rushed out like a bunch of lush vines, and directly connected with Chen Xiyao's back. Then Ning Daoran released his spiritual consciousness and began to explore the condition of Chen Xiyao's meridians and spiritual roots.

Everything is fine. The little girl follows the troupe around and is in good health. There is a hint of heroic spirit between her eyebrows. She is indeed very similar to the little lotus of that year.

The Eternal Green Art was so mysterious that after the magic power poured in, it was like a river hitting dry mud, and in the blink of an eye, it cleared all the blockages in Chen Xiyao's meridians.

"Junior sister, teach her the Purple Sky Yang Thunder Sutra."

"it is good."

Han Bing raised his hand and pointed, and a tiny light fell into Chen Xiyao's brow. For a moment, the little girl trembled all over, and then she was immersed in the introductory method of Zixiao Yanglei Sutra.

Not long after, Ning Daoran opened up the meridians and used the power of the Changqing Jue to nourish Chen Xiyao's dantian bit by bit, allowing her to sense the rich spiritual energy around her more quickly.

In this way, three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Day three.

Horse-drawn carriages appeared on the sect's mountain road, and flying boats were crossing the sky. The Zhou family moved out of the Chaos Sect. Ning Daoran's words were like a decree, and no one in the Chaos Sect dared to disobey.

Besides, Zhou Qingshan left willingly and didn't have many complaints.

While in Han Bing's cave, Chen Xiyao suddenly called out "Woo", and a wisp of spiritual energy turned into a vortex from the top of her head, then poured into her head and spread to her limbs and bones.

Draw the Qi into the body, the first level of Qi Refining Stage!
"All right!"

Ning Daoran smiled faintly, feeling quite happy.

Chen Xiyao was able to draw Qi into her body within three days, which somewhat exceeded his expectations. This woman's talent for cultivation must be quite high, and she also has a third-grade thunder spirit root. Perhaps she will really inherit Han Bing's mantle!
Even if her future achievements cannot catch up with Senior Sister Jiang Yu, but... it will not be a problem for her to act as a Little Jiang Yu.

……

In the evening, the sun sets.

In front of Han Bing's cave, Ning Daoran set up a table. He and Dabenlu cooked the dishes themselves. All the ingredients were the best food from Lingpu Cave. They even braised a ten-pound golden dragon carp.

Chen Yuzhu, Lin Yun, Lin Ye, Han Bing, Chen Xiyao and Zhou Tieshu were called over, and they sat around a table and enjoyed this open-air dinner.

Chen Yuzhu was simple, elegant and dignified, while Lin Yun and Lin Ye were quite restrained. After all, it would be a lie to say they were not nervous when having dinner with sect leader Han Bing.

However, Chen Xiyao had never eaten such delicious food before. She waved her chopsticks and ate with relish. While eating, she praised the old ancestor's cooking skills as world-class, which made Ning Daoran and Dabenlu very happy. As for her eating manners, that was not important. It was much better than that of Zhou Tieshu, that brat.

Han Bing felt depressed, knowing that after this meal his senior brother would leave again, and this time he would really leave.

Ning Daoran held a bowl of dry rice the size of his face. The fragrant purple jade rice, coupled with various delicious dishes, was an incredible enjoyment.

He looked at the people at the table and had a small wish in his heart.

I hope everyone will be better next time we reunite...

Late at night, in the cave, Ning Daoran left something for Chen Xiyao. Because Chen Xiyao had a thunder spirit root, it was extremely difficult to find a treasure suitable for her. Finally, Ning Daoran found a short knife as long as chopsticks from the storage bag of the ancestor of the Xu family.

Thunder Blade, a first-grade top-grade magical weapon.

It's just a magic weapon, and the name is really wasted. However, it is very suitable for Chen Xiyao, and she will be able to use it when she reaches the later stage of Qi training.

In addition, there is a purple flying sword named Purple Thunder Flying Sword, a second-grade top-grade spiritual weapon, which is also a treasured possession of the Xu family's ancestor.

Although the Xu family ancestor is in the early Nascent Soul stage, he should be good to his family members, especially his young descendants. Otherwise, he would not keep these low-level treasures for a Nascent Soul. Logically speaking, the storage bag of the Nascent Soul ancestor should be filled with magic weapons, even fourth-level spiritual treasures. After all, it should not be difficult for them to kill people and steal treasures.

The Xu ancestors were quite good, as they were so doting on their descendants.

At this moment, a small part of the flawed character of the Xu family ancestor finally gained Ning Daoran's recognition.

early morning.

Ning Daoran quietly left Chaos Sect with the big stupid deer.

Han Bing saw them off outside the sect gate and stood on a steep cliff, watching Ning Daoran and Dabenlu disappear into the clouds on a flying boat.

"Senior brother..."

Han Bing pursed her red lips, not knowing when she would see him again.

……

early morning.

The rising sun penetrates the clouds at dawn and turns into golden arrows that fall among the mountains. The scenery is extremely magnificent.

"So lovely."

Ning Daoran sat upright at the bow of the boat.

If you are not a cultivator, how can you see such a beautiful scenery?

If you were not a great monk, how could you enjoy such beautiful scenery for so long?

Immortality has always been something that human beings have been pursuing but have never been able to obtain. I don't know whether I can gain the legendary immortality through this journey of cultivating immortals. Thinking of this, my heart can't help but be moved.

"Ouch~~~"

The big stupid deer looked up at the sky and suddenly shouted.

In the sky, a group of wild geese formed a V-shaped formation and flew northward.

The sound of wild geese calling echoed endlessly in the wind, and Ning Daoran felt a surge of emotion in his heart. He said, "Old Deer, set sail. Our next stop is Xuzhou Jicheng. We are going to seek the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra!"

"Ouch~~~"

A man and a deer, riding on a flying boat in the spring breeze, galloping away!

……

half a month later.

The flying boat rushed out of the clouds and overlooked the earth. In front of it was a city, but it was not an immortal city and was far less magnificent than the White Dragon Immortal City. Outside the city, there were patches of fertile fields connected to each other and people could be seen farming. There was no immortal air, but it had a bit more of the flavor of human life.

Jicheng is a medium-sized city in Xuzhou.

This city is backed by the legendary Longwu Mountain, so martial arts are prevalent. There are many martial arts schools in the city. Since there are too many hot-blooded warriors, bloody incidents often occur. The public security is not very good, which is a headache for the Xuzhou Martial Immortal.

As usual, Ning Daoran was not sure he could get the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra in one go, so he decided to go to Jicheng first, find a place to stay in Jicheng, and then go to Longwu Mountain again. As for whether he could use some treasure to exchange for the other party's inherited unique skill, the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra, that depended on luck.

Judging from the experience of the Divine Weapon Sect of the Red Leaf Valley, the situation is probably not very optimistic. No matter whether it is a warrior or a cultivator, the major sects and forces in the Eastern Wilderness's cultivation world treasure their own most hidden skills and never pass them on to others.

But it doesn't matter, you can always get it by trying hard and persuading others. If the open approach doesn't work, try the covert approach. If the soft approach doesn't work, try the hard approach. Ning Daoran believes that the moral bottom line of his cultivation should not be too high, otherwise he will easily suffer losses.

He is already a great Jindan monk, but he has hardly done any bad things. If this matter gets out, he will probably be laughed at by his peers.

Jicheng.

Ning Daoran was dressed in a green shirt, and he clearly exuded the aura of a mid-stage Jindan cultivator, yet he looked unnaturally young.

The big stupid deer was more low-key, gathering the aura of a holy beast, with a gray aura covering its fur. It followed Ning Daoran and played the role of a spirit beast.

After crossing several streets, a street with stalls appeared in front of us. There were stalls of all kinds. Some even wrapped some things in packages and spread them on the ground. That was considered a stall. You could ask for exorbitant prices and take advantage of every customer.

Ning Daoran and Dabenlu were still worried about the chance to find a bargain, so they looked at each stall with wide eyes.

……

Soon after, Ning Daoran's gaze stopped on a gray stone.

The stall owner was a woman wearing simple clothes, from a poor family. Although she was not wearing any makeup, one could tell at a glance that she was still pretty. If she dressed up carefully, she might not be any worse than the top girls in brothels.

"This senior..."

The woman said, "Senior, are you interested in this whetstone of mine? In one breath, I will give you the price..."

She hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll sell it to you for ten copper coins!"

Ning Daoran was speechless.

Silly girl, this is not a whetstone, it is clearly a magical weapon embryo with restrained aura. If you sell it, it will be worth at least tens of thousands of spirit stones. But you only sold it for ten copper coins, and you still feel guilty? ?

……

"Ten copper coins is too expensive, how about five?"

Some shameless person started to bargain, which is the most basic respect for street stall culture.

(End of this chapter)