And that basket of miscellaneous elixirs was generously given to Ningxia by Zhenjun Yunmao, just like giving away the free kohlrabi that can be seen everywhere, without even trembling his eyebrows.
Ning Xia was very sure that the other party was not temporarily happy because her cultivation level had recovered, so she rewarded her with all these things. She now extremely doubts that this is the "reward has been received" that the other party just said... So was this the idea from the beginning? When asked, he smiled and said nothing, so Ningxia had no choice but to give up.
It's better to be a person who doesn't have to think and just picks up the salted fish.
Ning Xia felt that she was so shameless, so of course she accepted everything with a smile. Back then, she was too embarrassed to ask Master Yuanheng to pay for her gadgets. She has changed...
However, a well-known guy said that there is nothing shameful can do. In the world of cultivation, you have to be shameless to be successful, otherwise you will still have to be embarrassed in the end——
The two stayed in this room for a while, analyzing the general situation.
Neither of them knew exactly what the situation was now. Forget it about Ningxia, the only things she knew were not told to her by fellow Taoist Gu whom she met before. True Lord Yun Mao was not much better. He only had a vague feeling that the succession ceremony would be within these two days.
But is it not there yet? Or has it passed? Or is it ongoing tense?
He couldn't deduce, and Ningxia couldn't answer him.
Thinking of the two patterns that appeared on the sky before, Wu Ying vaguely guessed something, but felt that... the other party wouldn't be so crazy?
However, things went counterproductive. If he knew that the Fifth Purple was holding a succession ceremony at this moment, and also brought a coffin that was said to contain his body to watch the ceremony, he would probably wake up with smoke in his throat...
However, the two of them did not know what was happening outside. Now they just want to argue how to get out of this yard, and when is the best time to go out? After all, there are people chasing them outside.
Ning Xia is doing better. She has removed the mark on her body by herself. She dresses differently. If she is more careful, those people from the so-called alliance will not be able to find it on her.
But it’s not easy to deal with Zhenjun Yunmao. He himself also knew that the person who wanted to attack him was a member of his own family - his own son. This involves seizing power, and it is not certain which party's interests are entangled behind the other party's back, and cannot be resolved by one's own strength.
If he were to stand on the street and shout, "I am xx, and xx is trying to kill me," who would believe him? The fifth son might laugh to death, and then send people to capture him, and then directly label him as a rebel and save the trouble.
Seeing True Lord Yun Mao like this is because he wants reward. There will definitely be a battle when he returns, but I don't know whether it will be a physical battle or a psychological battle... If you are lucky, it will most likely be a lose-lose situation.
It felt like she had inadvertently intervened in someone else's internal fight...Why on earth would she get involved? Inexplicably, I regretted it.
But being short-tongued and soft-handed, Ningxia just happily accepted other people's things, and now it's hard to back down. Let's just watch and see what happens next before we take action——
Fortunately, this courtyard was banned by Zhenjun Yunmao long ago. It is still safe here and they can stay here for a while to rest. Otherwise, they would not be able to talk about this and that in such a loose manner.
Just as the two were talking about when to go out, there was a sudden noise outside.
Ningxia&a; Wuying: ...What kind of coincidence is this?
True Lord Yun Mao felt something was wrong for the first time, so he immediately dragged Ning Xia into the opening he had just come out of, and immediately sealed it.
…
The teenagers were pushed into the yard, and the newcomer roughly and mercilessly pushed the first few to the ground. Several of them glared mercilessly in return.
Then several groups of dusty black shadows were thrown in from outside. These young monks who looked like wolf cubs rushed to catch them, but they were thrown to the ground due to the huge impact.
The leading monk looked at the embarrassed man with contempt: "Be honest now, I don't care what kind of master you are here. If I know what you have done, then you don't have to stay here. He just cut his neck and threw it outside."
"It's been so long and you still can't recognize the reality? You are lucky enough to have been born in the main line. If you hadn't been like those people outside, you would have died long ago... So be honest! It's not that I can't kill you."
More than a dozen teenagers looked humiliated, but they dared not speak out in anger, as if they had some scruples. A few of them even shrank back, holding someone tightly in their arms and trembling all over.
The leader seemed to have expected this reaction from these people, and his smile became even more contemptuous.
"Speaking of it, coming here is a place that you, the disciples of the main line, can't even ask to come in. If it hadn't been for what happened today, you might never have had the chance to visit here in your life. Isn't that good?"
"you……"
"What am I? You are all used to pretending. In fact, no one wants all of their direct relatives to die. Now you are pretending to be more loyal than anyone else. Who would believe it..."
Some of them were so embarrassed that they couldn't even say a word in defense, because some of them actually thought like this.
But now that they are being ridiculed by a family member who is not even a sideline, their proud hearts can't bear it.
"Okay, just shut up and don't look at how your father and brother disobeyed the head of the family. Just forget it, I'm just keeping you here temporarily. If you want to die, we don't mind helping you and sending you off first. step……"
Seeing that these still immature young people were frightened, the leader was very satisfied. He turned his eyes and hid at the few people holding something behind. A few gleams of light flashed in the corners of his eyes, and he was about to say something.
There was another movement behind him. He turned his head and saw someone pushing the door open and coming in.
A young man wearing simple cotton clothes walked in slowly, calmly and calmly, as if he was a guest invited to the banquet rather than a prisoner being escorted.
His skin is very white, as if he has developed a grayish white color after being exposed to the sun for many years. His lips are very light in color, and his eyes are very light in color. There is an elusive and ethereal feeling about his whole person.
Seeing everyone looking at him, he just walked in this direction silently. Keep walking until you reach the group of teenagers, facing the leader.
There was a moment of silence.
"Look, he is well aware of current affairs, doesn't talk too much nonsense, and knows his position very clearly. For such a cooperative person, we are willing to give him some courtesy."
The visitor was dressed in neat cotton clothes without any decoration. But even though he was dressed worse than the lowest servant of the fifth family, the opponent's waist was still straight. He was obviously decent among the embarrassed people, and he was in a completely different situation at first glance.
In comparison, they looked a bit miserable. Their clothes were all torn and twisted, and they were all disgraced. It was inevitable that everyone felt unhappy.
