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Chapter 720 Long time no see
The spring rain has not stopped and continues.

A man and a deer fled from Ji City in the light of escape, and soon arrived at another city, Yunxi City.

The evil Tai Sui caused havoc in Ji City and killed almost all the people in the city. After Ning Daoran protected everyone in the Su family martial arts school and left Ji City, it seemed that Su Chuanping and Su Mei, father and daughter, later settled down in Yunxi City.

But I don’t know how Old Su and Su Mei are doing now.

Ning Daoran frowned. Old Su was a pure martial artist and must have passed away many years ago. Su Mei practiced both magic and body. If she was still alive, she would need to be at least in the Jindan stage. It's hard to say.

"Old deer."

He stopped thinking about those unpleasant things and said with a smile, "How about we go into the city and find the best tavern to have a good meal?"

"Ouch~~"

The big stupid deer was extremely excited, and his tail swung until a shadow appeared. He hadn't gone out to eat with his big brother for a long time, and he missed that feeling very much!

Yunxi City, Long Street.

Ning Daoran and Dabenlu both suppressed their aura to the middle stage of foundation building, so as to avoid trouble. Otherwise, once the Nascent Soul aura was released, most of the local city lords, martial immortals, and great cultivators would have heard the news and come.

"Bro!"

Ning Daoran walked up to a vendor selling ceramics and asked, "Which is the best restaurant on this street?"

"Of course it's the Xinghuahong Hotel!" the young man said without hesitation.

"is not it?"

Ning Daoran was a little skeptical. The other party answered too quickly without even thinking.

"nature!"

The young man said in a sonorous voice: "Sir, you are from another place, right? You will not regret going to this restaurant!"

"is it?"

Ning Daoran still didn't believe it, so he narrowed his eyes and released a ray of magic power, silently conducting a shallow soul search on the young man.

Sure enough, it’s fake!
This guy is a hired gun for the Xinghuahong Hotel. The proprietress of the hotel is his sister. As for the quality of the restaurant, it is a mess. Not only are the dishes extremely poor, the service is also bad, and they often add ingredients to the guests' meals.

It turns out that you can’t trust others easily when you are out there in the world!

However, Ning Daoran learned from his memory that the best restaurant was actually another one called Xinghualou, which was only one letter different from the one introduced by the young man.

With a flick of his sleeves, he erased the memory of this soul-searching.

"Eh?"

The young man was stunned for a moment and asked, "Sir, what did you ask just now?"

"It's okay. I just praised you and you were very excited. You will achieve great things in the future."

"Oh, sir, you have a good eye. My porcelain is really good. How about sir..."

Before he could finish his words, Ning Daoran had already walked away leading the big stupid deer.

……

Xinghua Tower.

Ning Daoran glanced at the menu. This restaurant was a secular restaurant and did not provide high-end ingredients such as spiritual wine and spiritual fruits. But that was okay. Ning Daoran didn't mind eating some grains.

So, we ordered a table full of food and asked for a pot of the famous local apricot blossom wine.

"Sir, do you have any other instructions?"

"There's something I want to ask you about."

Ning Daoran said, "Little Second Brother, a long time ago, a friend of mine opened a Su Family Martial Arts School in Yunxi City, but I don't know if this Su Family Martial Arts School is still there?"

"Su Family Martial Arts School?"

The waiter scratched his head and pondered for a long time, then suddenly slapped his thigh and said, "Yunxi City is a martial arts city, and there are many martial arts schools. The Su family martial arts school was a long time ago, probably from my grandfather's generation."

He frowned and said, "Sir, how do you know the people from the Su Family Martial Arts School? If those people from the Su Family Martial Arts School were still alive, there would be several of them..."

Suddenly, his eyes widened: "Could it be you, sir?"

"Exactly."

Ning Daoran smiled calmly: "I am an immortal cultivator."

"No wonder..."

The waiter said, "Sir, you may not know that the Su family martial arts school was indeed located in Yunxi City before, and it was quite famous. But later, the Su family martial arts school grew bigger and bigger, and there was no room for them in the city, so they went up the mountain to establish a sect, called Yunxi Wuzong, which is the top martial arts sect in Yunxi City. Unfortunately..."

"What a pity?" Ning Daoran was surprised.

"It's a pity that some time ago, for some reason, Yunxi Wuzong actually provoked another sect. It is said that the ancestor of that sect is an extraordinary immortal cultivator with boundless magic power and has killed countless people. He is an old immortal. Since then, Yunxi Wuzong and the old immortal's disciples have been in constant conflict. Just yesterday, there was news that the Yunxi Wuzong's mountain gate was taken down. Most likely, there is still fighting at this moment. I don't know if Yunxi Wuzong can hold on. If not, my Yunxi City's number one sect will be gone~~"

The waiter looked very indifferent, as if he didn't care about the fighting between these martial arts and immortal cultivation sects. Who lives and who dies has nothing to do with him.

"Still fighting?"

Ning Daoran frowned: "Could you tell me where Yun Xi Wu Zong is?"

"It's... probably right over there..."

The waiter raised his hand and pointed in a direction, saying, "It's right there. Walk about fifty miles out of the city and you will see a high mountain. Yunxi Wuzong is on that mountain."

"I see. Thank you very much!"

Ning Daoran took out a silver ingot weighing ten taels from his storage bag and placed it on the table, saying, "No need to change." "Ah?"

The waiter was surprised: "Sir, are you not going to finish your meal before leaving?"

"Don't worry, I'll pack."

Ning Daoran flicked his sleeves and directly put the tables, chairs, benches, wine pots, bowls and dishes into the Lingpu Cave Heaven. He said in a deep voice: "Old Deer, let's go to Yunxi Wuzong to take a look!"

"Ouch~~~"

The next second, a man and a deer soared into the air, no longer concealing their breath, and turned into two blood-red rays of light and flew towards the direction of Yun Xi Wu Zong!

"What!?"

Downstairs, an old cultivator in the early Jindan stage who was tasting wine was suddenly stunned, and the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground, spilling the wine all over the floor. He was an old cultivator who had suppressed his aura at the early stage of Qi Refining and traveled around the world. He originally thought that he was already a dragon swimming in shallow waters in a remote place like Yunxi City, but he didn't expect that there were cultivators at a higher level!
"That's... the late Nascent Soul stage!?"

He stared in amazement at the two rays of light outside the window that disappeared in an instant.

One is a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage, and the other is a spirit beast in the middle Nascent Soul stage. How could such a tiny Yunxi City attract such formidable giants in the world of cultivation?
……

Night falls.

The spring rain was still falling, but it did not hinder the escape of the man and the deer at all. Soon, a shadowy mountain appeared in the field of vision.

Ning Daoran released his Nascent Soul consciousness to scan the area, and saw the place clearly. As expected, the mountain gate had collapsed, and the stone beam of Yunxi Wuzong was broken into two pieces, almost unrecognizable. There were also two bodies of warriors lying underneath, who must be disciples of Yunxi Wuzong.

At this time, sporadic fighting was still taking place in the mountains.

When Ning Daoran used his spiritual sense to investigate, he quickly captured several auras. Among them, the aura of a warrior in the late Baodan stage was extremely disordered. It seemed that he was being besieged by more than a dozen other Jindan stage warriors, two of whom were even in the late Jindan stage!
My goodness, even in the small Yunxi City there is such a fierce battle. It is true that the world of immortal cultivation has never been peaceful.

"Found it, old deer, let's go!"

Ning Daoran sped up his escape and disappeared in a flash of light.

The aura of the warrior in the late Baodan stage was extremely familiar. If he guessed correctly, it was most likely Su Chuanping's daughter. Su Mei, whom he hadn't seen for many years, did not expect that she had already reached the late Baodan stage!

Accompanied by the sound of air explosion, Ning Daoran suddenly appeared above a hall that had been reduced to rubble, and saw several Yunxi Wuzong disciples covered in blood lying in the ruins, wailing.

"senior……"

One of them saw Ning Daoran and hurriedly said, "Save our ancestor, save...save our ancestor..."

"Is your ancestor Su Mei?" Ning Daoran asked calmly.

"Exactly!"

"That's fine!"

Ning Daoran flicked his sleeves and sent down a layer of eternal magic power to moisten the wounds of everyone. In this way, those who might have died in a moment might not die anymore.

A great battle is taking place on the top of the mountain.

A woman in green was practicing the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra while being besieged by more than a dozen Jindan stage cultivators.

She was in a miserable state. She waved her arms and continuously smashed away magic weapons and spiritual tools. The energy condensed from the dragon demon power on her body was dispersed again and again, but she still stood in front of the ancestral hall, resisting the attacks of everyone.

Ning Daoran had seen this kind of situation once in a movie before. The Hulk in the American blockbuster looked so miserable when he was hit by all kinds of firepower. But Su Mei was even more miserable at this time. She was in a miserable state and covered in blood.

If she hadn't relied on her strong warrior physique and the warrior's aura, she would have been killed by a group of Jindan long ago!
In addition, if Ning Daoran had arrived even ten breaths later, Su Mei might have died.

What a coincidence! After not seeing her for so many years, I actually saw her in such a miserable state!

"Bang~~~"

A powerful blood-red air wave exploded on the top of the mountain, and Ning Daoran, dressed in a green robe, descended from the sky with one hand behind his back, looking extremely immortal.

The spiritual pressure released by that step was the genuine spiritual pressure of the late Nascent Soul stage!

Even an ordinary late Nascent Soul cultivator might not be able to withstand it, let alone the group of Golden Core cultivators who besieged Su Mei.

In an instant, except for Su Mei, whom Ning Daoran deliberately avoided, everyone vomited blood, their faces turned pale, and they were suppressed by Ning Daoran's spiritual pressure and could not move!
"senior!"

Among them, an old man in the late Jindan stage said in a deep voice: "We are from the Soul Devouring Sect... Please show mercy, senior!"

"The disciple of the Soul-Devouring Demon?" Ning Daoran asked.

"Yes……"

"That's fine."

Ning Daoran smiled faintly: "Ning has wanted to kill the Soul Devouring Demon for a long time. It just so happens that I took this opportunity to eliminate the evil for my Xia country's immortal cultivation world. It can be regarded as a coincidence."

"what?!"

The old man in the late Jindan stage was horrified: "Senior is... is... Ning from the battle of descending to the world..."

"Why say more? Prepare to die."

Ning Daoran looked indifferent.

……

"Senior...senior..."

Behind her, Su Mei, who was covered in bruises, bit her red lips. She quietly looked at the back of the man in front of her. That back had appeared in her dreams thousands of times, but she didn't expect that it would actually appear in front of her at this moment.

Moreover, he appeared when she needed him most.

At this moment, Ning Daoran turned around, still looking young and handsome as he did more than three hundred years ago, and said with a smile:
"Miss Su, long time no see."

(End of this chapter)