After returning from the Demonic Abyss, Zhao Ning severed the blood slave contract. These three people have regained their freedom. Zhao Ning has been practicing for seven days. These people also came to Zhao Ning to express their sincerity and hope that they can stay with Zhao Ning. , Zhao Ning refused.
Cultivation on the Spiritual Root Avenue is fast after all. Thanks to the rewards from the sect and the arrangement of their masters, these people's cultivation has already reached the ninth level of Qi training.
"Senior Sister Shen is a noble person in our lives. Even if there is no contract, we should respect her."
"That's it. I don't know what Senior Sister Shen wants to give me when she asks me to wait."
Zhao Ning poured tea for them, but Lin Ke snatched the teapot. He took the lead in pouring a cup for Zhao Ning, and then poured it for the three of himself.
Zhao Ning served tea and paused for a moment, "I'm going out for training today. This sect's mission can take as little as seven days, or as long as half a month or a month. However, I still have something to worry about in the sect, so I would like to ask some of you to pay some attention to it. .”
The three of them immediately stood up and bowed their hands respectfully, "Senior Sister Shen, please tell us that we will go through fire and water without hesitation."
Zhao Ning stopped them, "In the sect, there is no such thing as going through fire and water. It's just that this matter is somewhat vague.
A few days ago, Pei Ti of Yunxiao Peak used a female disciple from the outer sect as a furnace. After the female disciple escaped, he was killed out of anger. After he returned, he was killed by Uncle Mu with a knife.
Further on, I heard that a disciple from the Medicine Garden killed his disciple's spirit beast without any explanation.
In addition, there are also disciples who form groups and get into conflicts if they disagree, or some disciples act too absurdly, such as illegally stealing elixirs to fully appreciate the spirit stones, or reading third-rate books at random in the most important place of preaching... Things like that. "
Lin Ke and the three looked at each other, probably not understanding.
"Senior Sister Shen, we can still understand what you said before. Conflicts between masters and apprentices on the mountain peak happen from time to time, but behind the scenes, looking at spiritual stones, reading random books, etc..."
Their expressions were somewhat strange, but Zhao Ning's expression did not waver at all, he just reminded them.
"If there are any of these things, no matter how many, collect them all and wait until I come back to talk about them."
Chapter 133
At the beginning of Weishi, Zhao Ning got the jade slips of the sect's mission from the Neimen General Affairs Hall, roughly understood the mission situation, and waited outside the main hall to meet up with Guo Ying'er and others.
Zhao Ning and Guo Ying'er were not the only ones on this sect's mission this time. According to the sect's rules, four outer disciples were also assigned. Except for an outer disciple named Tian Jiu, the others were a little shy. Their cultivation levels are all around the seventh level of Qi training.
Guo Ying'er arrived late, holding the black sandalwood tiger cat in her arms.
"How is the little black tiger?" The black sandalwood tiger cat was too restless in the animal garden a few days ago.
"How could anything be wrong? This little guy was just having fun in the beast-controlling garden, chasing the spiritual birds without any sense of propriety. With his lightning-control skills, he accidentally hit several spiritual birds, and the spiritual birds were frightened. If you have to run around, it will be even more happy, and... the cycle will repeat itself."
Guo Ying'er didn't take this matter to heart, as long as nothing happened to her little tiger cat.
"It's just that those two Qingxiao Peak disciples are really annoying. They reported it to the real person, and even sent a senior disciple to ask for an explanation. It's really annoying." Guo Ying'er hummed, "My brother just drew his sword and asked him if he wanted to be beaten. After a fight, he gave up and ran away in despair."
Zhao Ning frowned inconspicuously, without commenting. Seeing that everyone had come, he called everyone to leave the clan together.
The person who issued the sect mission this time was a small cultivation family named Feiming Chen.
Feiming Chen's is located in Feiming Canyon in the southwest of Kunxu, and mainly grows earth spirit flowers.
A month ago, the Feiming Chen family arranged for Chen Yu, the son of the clan leader, to lead several disciples of the clan to Guiyuan City to pay tribute to the clan. However, who knew that Chen Yu had not returned after being away for half a month. The clan sent people to search for him, but they still could not find him. After finding out his whereabouts, he reported the matter to Qingxiao Sect and asked Qingxiao Sect disciples for help.
Feiming Canyon is more than a hundred miles northwest of Guiyuan City. When they arrived near Guiyuan City, it was already the end of Shenshi on the seventh day. They did not rush directly to Feiming Chen Family, but planned to do some repairs in Guiyuan City, just in time to return. Yuancheng Qingxiao Sect's agent point was also one of the places they needed to investigate, so everyone rushed to Guiyuan City before the sun set.
Guiyuan City was a little livelier than before. As soon as she entered, Guo Ying'er said that she hadn't eaten Baiweilou's spiritual food for a long time and wanted to try it.
Everyone followed her into the cubicle on the second floor of Baiwei Building. Tian Jiu was very good at getting things done, and followed Guo Ying'er and flattered her, "Senior Sister Guo, I don't know, but this Baiwei Building has recently launched a new spiritual food called Baiwei Ranyi." , as long as you take one bite, not only will all your worries disappear, but you will also be able to turn bad luck into good luck."
"Seriously, then I want to try it." Guo Ying'er asked the waiter to ask for this unparalleled delicacy. When asked how this delicacy came from, the waiter introduced, "This is the Ran Yiyu that existed in ancient times. It has been hidden all this time. Deep in the cold pool of Lingwu Forest, the fish suddenly jumped out of the water in the past few days, but it was caught by the masters in our building. Not only is the meat tender and delicious, it also has the effect of warding off evil spirits and sleeping. It is extremely difficult to catch. , the quantity is scarce, and a pound of meat is not cheap.”
"You just serve it. Even if you don't ask who Senior Sister Guo's brother is, you still want to see where we come from."
"Tian Jiu!" Seeing Tian Jiu Yi's arrogant attitude, Zhao Ning Lenghe interrupted him. Tian Jiu shrank his neck, sat back, and glared at the waiter, "Hurry up and go."
After the waiter left, only the Qingxiao Sect members were left in the room, and the atmosphere was a little stagnant. A few outer disciples secretly looked at Zhao Ning, and Tian Jiu even carefully poured tea for Zhao Ning.
"Senior Sister Shen, I was just quick to talk. It doesn't matter anymore. They can tell by looking at our clothes that we are from the Qingxiao Sect. These servants are very smart, and they will serve them carelessly without scaring them."
Zhao Ning said, "It's just a spiritual meal, there's no need to wait for it. Besides, we're here to practice, right?"
Tian Jiu and several outer disciples lowered their heads and said nothing. It was not known whether they were complaining in their hearts.
Guo Ying'er tugged on Zhao Ning's sleeves and said, "Okay, why are you acting like an old master? There's no point in going out to practice. I'll make good use of a piece of Ran Yi's meat later so that you can worry about it."
Zhao Ning paused for a moment and realized that she did have some emotions, which were a bit out of line with her usual temperament. Was it because something was pressing on her heart this time that caused her mood to become chaotic?
"I am indeed a little upset, you can do as you like."
The atmosphere in the cubicle became a little more relaxed. Guo Ying'er teased the little tiger cat, and the little tiger cat changed its tricks and acted stupidly. The unhappiness just now disappeared in an instant.
Zhao Ning stood by the window and looked at the central square. The square was very noisy. There were cultivators competing in the arena again, but the excitement did not fall into Zhao Ning's eyes at all.
She suddenly wondered if she had become impetuous after returning. When something happened, she always wanted to intervene and make it follow her own ideas.
This was very wrong. Zhao Ning knew at a very young age that people in the world have different attitudes and choices. She could not influence others. All she could do was stick to her heart, do her duty well, and have a clear conscience.
As he stood up, he saw the monk on the stage suddenly revealed his armor and cassock, blocking the opponent's attack.
That armor suddenly caused the figure of the general on horseback to flash before Zhao Ning's eyes. Zhao Ning suddenly pulled away from the question, and thought about whether he could be the source of all this restlessness?
The handle of the knife turned in the monk's palm, stretched out and slashed hard. The opponent was outmatched, and he kept dodging. He stretched out his hand and yelled to admit defeat, but the sword light caught up with him and cut off one of his arms. Then he was kicked off the ring, holding on. The sword monk laughed and asked who else was in the audience.
Even though the competition was somewhat bloody, the casual cultivators watching did not even frown. Only the nearby stall owner who was splashed with blood cursed.
"What else are Zhao Ning looking at? Ran Yirou is here, come and try a piece." Guo Ying'er greeted Zhao Ning. Zhao Ning returned to the table. All the delicacies of spiritual food have been placed on the round table. Ran Yirou did not cook it. Too much processing, just a little steaming and served.
The waiter explained, "If it is processed too much, the original flavor of Ran Yirou will be lost, and the efficacy will be reduced by half."
Guo Ying'er agreed with it and cut off a piece of Ran Yi's meat with her own hands and put it into the Zhao Ning bowl, "Quick, have a taste."
Ran Yi's meat was dark red in color, and even after cooking it was still red, which made people unappetizing. Zhao Ning told Guo Ying'er not to take care of her.
Guo Ying'er took a piece of Ran's meat and complained that it didn't look good. She took a small bite and chewed it a few times. Her expression was astonishing. She quickly swallowed it and invited everyone to eat together. Several outer disciples were greedy. Ran had been eating the meat for a long time, so he no longer felt embarrassed when he heard the words, and started eating.
Zhao Ning seemed to disappear among the diners, and she only took a slight sip of tea.
There was really no urge to move the chopsticks. Zhao Ning's attention was distracted and he unconsciously captured the conversation in the cubicle on the other side of the screen.
"I heard that at the black market auction a few days ago, Wu Hanhai from the Luoxia Sect and Xu Bingyuan from the Yuhua Sect almost came to blows. Was it the leader of the Qingxiao Sect who stepped in to stop them?"
"That is to say, they stopped it on the scene. I heard that after Wu Hanhai and Xu Bingyuan left Guiyuan City, they started fighting outside the city. They even sacrificed several high-grade spiritual weapons and burned a mountain outside the city bare."
Zhao Ning paused for a moment. She and Qin Keyuan walked quickly that night, but they didn't know that there would be such a follow-up. But if they took action after the auction, wouldn't it be a direct fall on the faces of the two sects?
"Are the two sects really in trouble like this? After the auction, these two sects fought over each other to grab the auction items. Who will participate in the auction in the future? It won't be over if they just grab it by force. If the quarrel continues like this, the Yuhua Sect will probably lose it. There is no hope of becoming one of the four new sects of Kunxu."
"Who knows, the grudge between the Yuhua Sect and the Luoxia Sect is still with Su Maoyan of the Luoxia Sect. I heard that he has not woken up yet. What happened to them in the Yuhua Sect that night and why they went to the forbidden area is still a mystery."
"Doesn't he still have a lover?"
"That lover has been crying and complaining since he returned to Luoxia Sect, and he is only at the third level of Qi training. How can he know anything?"
"Perhaps Su Maoyan is pretending to be comatose because he is afraid that when he wakes up, he will be questioned by two people. Even if he is a foundation-building practitioner, he will not be able to withstand this without having three heads and six arms."
The conversation next door was about subjectively smearing the person involved. The gossip turned a bit sour at this point, and Zhao Ning felt a little uncomfortable listening to it.
Zhao Ning was bored to hear these gossips, and naturally the people in other cubicles also heard them, even more so than Zhao Ning who was not feeling well, and suddenly became violent.
The spiritual cyclone rushed directly from behind the two screens, and the screen fell to the ground. The Eight Immortals table next door shattered, and the Eight Immortals table in front of them also shook and almost fell apart.
Zhao Ning waved her sleeves to disperse the cyclone and save the crumbling Eight Immortals Table.
"My Ran Yirou!" Guo Ying'er shouted angrily.
But no one paid attention to their episode. Several sturdy cultivators rushed to the side compartment. One of them fiercely lifted the speaker's front collar and asked with eyes as wide as bells, "Who the hell are you talking about?" Pretending to be comatose!"
"Our uncle has a gentlemanly demeanor and will never do such obscene things. If you dare to arrange him like this, I will let you reap the rewards!"
"Bah, come on." But the man who didn't want to be held up didn't hesitate at all. He spat directly in front of him, and then kicked him out with a huge force, breaking free from the restraint.
All the monks eating on the second floor were staring here, as if they were watching a good show.
The three cultivators of Bagua directly took out their fly whisks, pinched the spells with their hands, and formed a formation, while the sturdy cultivators on the opposite side had already drawn their spears.
This posture must tear the entire Baiwei Tower into pieces.
Tian Jiu was still beside him and said, "Hit me early, don't delay our meal."
Zhao Ning glanced at Tian Jiu, who consciously covered his mouth.
The auras of spells collided, the formations of spirit swords changed in many ways, and the spears slashed with gravity, making endless banging sounds.
The shopkeeper finally caught up in a hurry, but he was not the one to break up the fight, but came up with an abacus. He stood not far away from the fight between the two parties, and was thinking out his abacus, "The two famous painting screens are fifty pieces each." The three sets of Eight Immortals tables and chairs have a total of thirty lower-grade spiritual stones, and dishes and other items are counted as ten lower-grade spiritual stones..."
The calculation was almost finished, he raised his eyes and urged, "Fellow Taoists, hurry up, I still have to settle the score."
The two parties were fighting fiercely, but when they heard the sound, it was unclear which party took the time to rush towards the shopkeeper and kicked him out of the hanging window.
The shopkeeper was on the sixth level of Qi training, and he was able to dodge quickly. Yufeng was in the air outside the window, and he made another calculation, "Add the ten spirit stones in the carved hanging window..."
He didn't restrain himself and wanted to urge more, but suddenly a shadow fell, covering half of the street.
"Isn't this Yuhua Sect's Fengyun Lingzhou?! Why did it leave the sect at this time?"
Suddenly a monk shouted in the street. He didn't even fight the two groups of people fighting. At the same time, he looked out the window to look at the sky.
"Could it be that the real person at the head of the spirit boat is the top grade Jindan Yunwei of the Yuhua Sect?!"
Chapter 134
The spirit boat had no cabin, and Master Yun Wei stood on the spirit boat with dozens of Yuhua Sect disciples.
The clouds were floating, and they were dressed in brocade robes and looked as handsome as hidden immortals. However, the contemptuous expressions on their eyes broke this impression.
Some people in the crowd murmured, "What's wrong with Master Yun Wei? He's so murderous."
Coercion attacked the city, Master Yunwei unleashed his anger without any scruples, and his momentum was a bit stronger than the ordinary Master Jindan. The cultivators in Guiyuan City had the highest cultivation level, but Master Jindan, who was hiding in the city, was provoking this time. Xia Xiao is angry but unwilling to show up. This is probably the confidence of the high-grade golden elixir.
Suddenly the coercion solidified, lightning surged, and struck a place in Dongshi.
Master Yun Wei said coldly, "Yu Jingjue, get out of here!"
Zhao Ning was stunned, and said to Guo Ying'er, "Go and come back." After saying that, the figure disappeared from the spot.
Master Yun Wei's voice echoed in the sky three times, but no one responded. He became impatient and raised his hand slightly downward. The clouds and wind in the sky condensed into a huge invisible hand.
The onlookers on the street were afraid that the big hand would affect them, so they pushed and ran away. The low-level cultivators were strong and flexible, but the ordinary people could only be squeezed and staggered and held their heads.
