Shen Zhaoning, in these three words, "Shen" comes from the teacher Jiang Yicheng, which means the same as "Shen", and the word "Zhao Ning" comes from Qin Keyuan.
The three characters have nothing to do with the person who was born, nor the person who raised him. But when he returned to the secular world, it happened to be a wedding banquet, and a red lantern under the eaves and in front of the door had the fisherman's family name on it.
--Yet.
After many years, the descendants of the Shang family finally had the opportunity to enter the world of cultivation. They met twice, but Zhao Ning could not find any other reason except that the cause and effect were not resolved.
"Sister Fairy, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that Zhao Ning was absent-minded, Yanyu tilted her head and looked at her in confusion.
Zhao Ning shook his head, just remembered what she said, then turned around and blended into the crowd.
Zhao Ning's breath was reserved, and she was gradually ignored in the crowd. Zhao Ning walked slowly, and another experience in the fantasy flashed through her mind. The mother did not abandon Xiao Zhao Ning, but hid her in the room until disaster struck. , she still stood firmly in front of the door, telling her to leave quickly.
Zhao Ning suddenly stopped walking.
At the same time, I heard a long and undisciplined voice shouting from the side, "All things in Kyushu, all things and phenomena, one hexagram knows the past, and one hexagram tells the future."
Several cultivators passed between him and Zhao Ning. They also heard the shouting and only glanced at the fortune-telling stall.
The voice came up again, "It only takes one spiritual stone. It's a thousand times more accurate."
Passersby were amused.
"Old man, I'm afraid your fortune-telling is so bad that you won't even be able to see the spiritual stone."
"This is Xiyuan Town. We are all cultivators. Who doesn't know how to calculate our own odds? I think you might as well go to the secular world, haha."
"Hush." The voice was mysterious, "Misfortune comes from your mouth, so be careful."
"Joke... quack..." The passerby knew that the other person was sarcastic about him, and just as he was about to reply, he heard his own voice break, and when he spoke again, he made a "quack quack" sound similar to a duck's call.
The passerby was shocked and angry, and pointed at the other person, but saw that the other person seemed to want to take advantage of him. The passerby was agitated, and felt that there was something like revenge again, so he walked away angrily.
The fortune-telling stall owner chuckled and yelled, "For fortune-telling, every fortune-telling will never be deceptive."
After the passers-by left, there was no other barrier between Zhao Ning and the stall owner. His words were spoken directly to Zhao Ning.
Being able to see through Zhao Ning's blinding technique in the crowd, Zhao Ning knew it well. He approached the stall and said calmly like an ordinary fortune teller.
"I have a dream in my heart that seems real. How should I interpret it?"
"Oh? It's just a dream. This is strange. Fairy, please sit down." Zhao Ning sat down and saw him taking out two pieces of turtle shells and throwing them on the table casually like a child playing, then stroking his beard as if he was thinking deeply. Think about it.
"One hurdle, two hurdles, good luck!"
The stall owner actually pounded the table excitedly and congratulated Zhao Ning, "It's a good thing, don't worry."
Before Zhao Ning could say anything, another passerby couldn't help but retorted, "Do you know how to tell fortunes? The ridge is the water divination, and both the top and bottom are water. It's a sign of great misfortune, but how can it be good for you? Don't mislead the fairy."
He even told Zhao Ning, "Fairy, please take it lightly. This hexagram is in danger of life and death. Don't take it as a good fortune. If you want to go to the Demonic Wilderness of the West, don't go."
"Hey, how come you, a cultivator, are trying to steal my business?" The stall owner was dissatisfied and said, "This hexagram predicts great misfortune in dreams. Dreams and reality do not want to be together. Great misfortunes in dreams mean good fortune outside dreams."
"Nonsense." The passer-by said angrily, "How can you say this? If you continue to show up in Xiyuan Town, I'm afraid you will make the ancestors of Tianji Palace so angry that they will be reincarnated!"
The stall owner suddenly stopped talking, slowly sat back on his chair, and looked at passers-by with sad eyes.
The passers-by were so cold that they had no choice but to walk away.
"The Demonic Wilderness of the West has been going on for tens of thousands of years, and the secrets of the past have long been buried in the dust. Future generations do not know the sorrow of their predecessors." Zhao Ning said calmly.
The stall owner's eyes moved to Zhao Ning.
Zhao Ning looked directly at him, "There was indeed a great evil in the dream, and it was the scene of death. It was vivid in my mind. It was not difficult to extricate myself, but every time I recalled it, I always felt that it was true. Therefore, this time I asked whether I had fallen into the Great Evolution of Heaven. Among the numbers."
As the words deepened, the surrounding scene gradually faded away, and it seemed like there were only two people left in the world looking at each other in front of and behind the table.
Until Zhao Ning stood up, bowed her hands and bowed to the stall owner, "I have seen Jing Wu Zun."
The stall owner showed a smile, and his whole body changed. He wore a feather robe and a star crown, dusted the compass, gathered divine light on his body, and showed the Dharma on his back.
"Before the retreat, I accidentally calculated that I would meet my little friend, so I waited here in advance." His voice was long, and although they were face to face, it felt illusory, as if they were talking through a sea of clouds.
He said, "Little friend Zhao Ning, don't worry, just wait and see..."
Master Jingwu pointed to one side and saw a sea of rolling clouds appearing in the void. There was a roaring sound in the sea of clouds, until the clouds in front slowly parted, and the phantom of a giant turtle moved forward, following the giant. As the turtle got closer, they saw something on its back, which was a giant wheel. From their perspective, they could only see half of it, and the giant wheel was rotating slowly.
There are countless virtual and real threads in the void that are twisted into the giant wheel.
"What is this?" Zhao Ning asked.
Jing Wu Zun said, "The Great Evolution Black Turtle. It was born in the secret of heaven, and the wheel on its back is the realization of the inference of heaven."
Zhao Ning was shocked in her heart and remained silent for a long time. Then she added, "Master Jing Wu wants to tell Zhao Ning that as long as it exists in the world, it is the result of the derivation of heaven."
"Yes." Venerable Jingwu said with a smile, "The number of Dayan is fifty, and its use is nine out of forty. The remaining one is your life. People often say that illusions are false and dreams are false. In fact, they are not. It’s all a result of the inference of heaven, but it’s not the experience of this life.”
Zhao Ning slowly turned to him, Jing Wu Zunzun said meaningfully, "But the experience in this life has made you, so you are Fairy Zhao Ning, not others."
Lord Jingwu stood up and stood above the sea of clouds. He raised his hand as if to touch the Dayan Black Turtle, but until the Dayan Black Turtle approached, it passed through Lord Jingwu's hand in an illusory way.
The Dayan Black Turtle does not really exist.
"When we reach our realm, the secrets of heaven may be touched by movement or stillness, let alone experiencing another great evolution result."
He turned to face Zhao Ning and said in a solemn tone, "This is God's reminder."
Zhao Ning was stunned, the sky was cracked, the magic mist seeped in, the formation was broken, catastrophe was coming, and all kinds of scenes rotated in his mind again.
She recalled that before retreating, she flew to the Heavenly Palace and questioned Venerable Hongde and others, and finally got the answer of "death calamity".
It seemed ridiculous at the time, but now the "death calamity" has found her.
Zhao Ning closed his eyes slightly, then opened them again. His expression returned to normal. He stood up and said, "Even if it is a calamity, it can be overcome. Zhao Ning does not believe in fate."
Venerable Jing Wu looked at her quietly, slowly smiled, and then saluted Zhao Ning.
Zhao Ning took half a step back and did not accept the gift.
Venerable Jingwu stood up without saying much, he just said, "See you later, see you in a hundred years. Little friend, go slowly."
Zhao Ning asked, "Where does Jing Wu Zun go?"
"I won't go to any of the nine states. I'll just do a fortune telling here. I'll just count the hundred years of the ruins and hope for a good fortune."
Zhao Ning bowed and said, "Then...see you in the Heavenly Palace."
When he straightened up, Jing Wu Zun and the sea of clouds all around disappeared. Gradually, the sound of people shouting invaded the surroundings.
After brushing away the illusion, Zhao Ning is still sitting at the table, but this table is not a long divination table, but a square table, which belongs to the tea shop.
The waiter from the shop came forward and said, "Fairy, what kind of spiritual tea do you need? Zhuzhou red leaf light tea, or Qingshan fragrant tea."
Zhao Ning replied calmly, "The former has a pot."
"Okay, fairy, wait a moment."
The appearance and disappearance of Jingwu Zunzi did not cause any disturbance. On the streets where people were coming and going, no one would notice the secret conversation between the two.
Zhuzhou Hongye Light Tea is said to be light tea, but its color is brownish red and its taste is extremely astringent. You can drink it in one sip and feel refreshed. It is a good tea for low-level cultivators to refresh their spirits.
After a pot of tea until sunset, Zhao Ning was about to leave, but paused for a moment and raised her eyes to look far away.
A few streets away, an acquaintance ran in panic toward the entrance of the town, and it was Yanyu.
Until Yanyu met three people running back three miles outside the town. A man and a woman were covered in blood, with large and small wounds across the flesh. The man was carrying a male cultivator on his back, and half of his body was glowing with blood, mixed with several wounds. A trace of demonic energy left the person unconscious.
"Brother Xia, Brother Xia!" Yanyu shouted in panic, "What's going on? Didn't you say there is no danger?"
"Now is not the time to talk about this." The woman interrupted Yanyu, "We have to find a doctor quickly to treat Brother Shang's injuries."
"Yes, yes, yes." Yanyu panicked. After hearing this, she immediately got out of the way and followed them into Xiyuan Town.
Opposite the tea shop, there happened to be an ancient medical clinic. The three of them rushed into it with Shang Xia. As they passed by, the smell of blood mixed with a strange smell that seemed similar to déjà vu floated on the tip of Zhao Ning's nose.
Zhao Ning rubbed the wall of the cup and slowly drank the last cup of tea.
She stood up and walked to the ancient medical center step by step, not in a hurry. Until she reached the door, her cultivation was at a high level of foundation building, but her appearance became that of an octogenarian.
In the hall, the medical cultivator skillfully performed magic spells, and the spiritual light spread over Shang Xia's body, seeping into the meridians, trying to clear away the invading cold and evil energy.
Even though sweat broke out on the doctor's forehead, the evil spirit of cold and cold was still not completely removed.
"Why is it so difficult to get rid of this Yin-Cold evil spirit? My Yin Yue Cang Ming Jue has always been successful in dealing with evil spirits. This is really a Yin evil spirit. Did you try to deceive me?"
"It's really a yin evil. Falling Dragon Valley is an extremely yin place. What else can it be?"
While several people were arguing with the medical cultivator, they suddenly heard someone making a sound at the door.
"In a very yin place, where yin evil and monsters coexist, it is not just yin evil."
Everyone was slightly startled and looked at the same time, only to see the old woman walking in slowly.
"Demon?" The medical practitioner was surprised, "Maybe the demon invaded the sea of consciousness, right?"
"It's not that bad." Zhao Ning walked closer and stretched out his hand. The clear light shone down and circled around Shang Xia's body.
The cold feeling that spread throughout the room disappeared, and the person lying on the couch slowly opened his eyes.
"Brother Xia, you're awake."
"Brother Shang, great, you're okay."
"Brother Shang, please take it easy."
Shang Xia glanced at everyone one by one, said "I'm fine", and was about to stand up when he suddenly felt someone else standing next to him.
He slowly raised his head and landed on Zhao Ning.
"Your Excellency..." Shang Xia paused and added, "There seems to be a connection between us."
The old woman smiled, "You should call me great-aunt."
Chapter 284
Shang Xia was stunned for a moment, his expression was too late to hide, and his emotions were exposed on his face.
Wha...what? Great aunt?
It seems that he never knew.
But soon his expression was hidden, replaced by a pretense of calmness and provocation.
