"I left home when I was young. My great-grandfather passed away long ago. I don't know the situation of my sisters and brothers. Please forgive me." He bowed his hands politely, then raised his head and asked again, "I wonder if you have any tokens or something like that?"
The friends around him were also shocked, their eyes darting back and forth between Zhao Ning and Shang Xia.
Someone secretly pinched a spell, and Zhao Ning sensed the subtle fluctuations. Sure enough, he was a cultivator who worked hard in the Demonic Wilderness of the West, and he could calculate the blood of the same origin.
It was the female cultivator next to Shang Xia who calculated the calculation, and Zhao Ning did not hide it. As a result, the female cultivator figured out the result, and suspicion and vigilance appeared in her eyebrows instantly.
She glanced at Shang Xia.
Having known each other for many years, Shang Xia understood instantly, but did not directly attack him and remained polite.
"To tell you the truth, my great-grandfather lived over a hundred years old. Until Shang Mou was born, my great-grandfather was still here. He was a famous longevity star and old god in the entire Nan County. But he hadn't waited until Shang Mou was at my great-grandfather's knees to rejoice. He has already driven westward."
His attitude made Zhao Ning smile, but she did not answer him directly. Based on her old appearance, as if she could not stand for a long time, she glanced at the table.
Shang Xia was seriously injured and could not get up easily, so he asked Yan Yu to hold the wooden stool.
"Sit down first and speak slowly." Yanyu was naive and did not understand her companion's reminder.
"Thank you, little girl." Zhao Ning nodded, then said to Shang Xia with a smile, "Back then, when I went back, your great-grandfather had just gotten married. He happened to have a glass of wedding wine and gave me a congratulatory gift."
Perhaps as a reminder of these words, Shang Xia pondered for a moment, "Did you give me the elixir for prolonging your life, great-grandfather?"
Even though I didn’t know why my great-grandfather lived so long at the time, after practicing Buddhism, I understood that longevity is a blessing from immortals.
Zhao Ning didn't respond, and her mind was a little empty. When she recalled that year, the first thing she saw was her uncle's broad and straight back, and then she walked out from behind her uncle and saw the fisherman and his wife again.
Provoke a touch of nostalgia from the heart.
"I am not from the Shang family, but I was fostered by a fisherman and his wife when I was a child. I call your great-grandfather 'big brother'."
As he spoke, he raised his hand lightly, causing ripples in the sky. The ripples spread to Shang Xia's body, and he saw a light fluorescence glowing all over his body. It was the blessing from the immortals from his ancestors, and it was the protective shield that the immortals blessed on the descendants of the Shang family. .
This aura is in the same vein as the magic aura of the old man in front of him.
Shang Xia instantly understood that he was really an old friend from his ancestors.
My great aunt and grandma really deserved this.
Regardless of his serious injury, he pushed himself up to get off the bed, wanting to pay his respects to Zhao Ning as a junior.
Zhao Ning pressed down softly, but before he could say "No need to be polite", he saw Shang Xia's figure swaying, his body suddenly softened, and he collapsed on the couch, and the sinister power mixed with blood and light was once again on his body.
Several people around him were shocked, even Zhao Ning was slightly surprised.
"Brother Shang, don't scare us. Hasn't it been eliminated? How could it relapse again!" The female cultivator next to her squatted half-crouched beside the bed in panic, holding Shang Xia tightly in her hands and injecting real energy into him.
Yanyu wanted to do the same, but the medical cultivator who had not left snorted, "It's useless. I told you that this evil force is not ordinary. You must have messed with something you shouldn't mess with in Falling Dragon Valley."
"It shouldn't be." The man in blue on the side said, "The three of us went to the Falling Dragon Valley together, and we shared the same blessings and hardships. Although we were also injured, we were not injured at all. Why did something happen to Brother Shang?"
Several people were silent and glanced at each other, unable to find an answer.
At this moment, Zhao Ning asked, "If I remember correctly, Falling Dragon Valley was destroyed a hundred years ago."
Lin Ying's name was widely spread in the Western Demonic Wilderness by recruiting the corpses of the ancient dragons that he had eliminated and slaying thousands of demons with one sword.
The man in blue answered quickly, "We are not going for the Legend of the Falling Dragon, we are going to find Lin Jianxian."
Another hundred years have passed, and unexpectedly, the name Lin Ying has a new title in Kyushu.
Zhao Ning was silent.
Shang Xia didn't let the man in blue continue, and glanced at the medical practitioners in the ancient medical center without leaving any trace. "We were just collecting some materials. We saw the grand scene of a sword defeating ten thousand demons along the way. We were wondering if we could follow the sword marks to find out. Enlighten a little bit."
"I have been in Xiyuan Town for so many years, but I have never heard of anyone being able to understand the sword spirit of the Sword Immortal. If you ask me, it is better to find all the materials and come back quickly, otherwise you will not be so seriously injured." The medical cultivator was speechless, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, it can leave hidden dangers on the body of the Foundation Establishment Realm. What you are getting into is definitely not a good thing."
Yanyu was a little nervous, "Then, what should I do? Will it not be cured? Will it delay my practice?"
The medical cultivator shrugged, "You don't know why you were injured, and my magical method that can cure all injuries can't remove it, so I can only prescribe you some regular elixirs that suppress cold poison. Do you need it?" "
Shang Xia said, "Then I'll bother you with the medical practice."
The medical cultivator then nodded and left to prepare the elixir.
Shang Xia patted the hand of the female cultivator next to her, indicating that she was fine, and then sat up half-supported.
He said to Zhao Ning, "Don't be weird, grandma, the walls in the hospital have ears." He was explaining to Zhao Ning for his vague answer just now.
Zhao Ning smiled lightly and nodded, not paying attention.
Shang Xia hesitated for a while, "I know I shouldn't have woken up so early due to my injury. It was my great aunt's magical means that resolved the crisis. Please help me find out again."
Just now, Shang Xia fainted and lost consciousness. It was not clear who had eliminated the initial evil force. When he woke up, no one told him, but within a few words, the rescuer was identified.
Coupled with his consistent attitude, such a temperament is really rare in the world of cultivation.
"That's how it should be."
Zhao Ning responded and raised his hand slightly. A burst of clear light spread from his palm and covered Shang Xia completely. Soon, strands of black air began to seep out from Shang Xia's body, intertwined with rancid blood light. This This made several people around him couldn't help but take half a step back.
"Devil energy?" The man in blue asked doubtfully, but then he denied himself, "No, it's the ultimate ghost energy."
Fortunately, these gases did not spread outward, but were firmly wrapped in the clear light, until finally a light and shadow flickered in the clear light, like a strange ancient cloud pattern, and soon a blood mark appeared between Shang Xia's eyebrows.
Everyone was shocked, "Soul chasing mark?!"
Zhao Ning did not stop moving because of this, but with the flicker of clear light, and then the clear light enveloped him, the blood mark between his eyebrows was forcefully taken away.
Shang Xia swayed, and then fell down on the couch with a thud.
Zhao Ning turned her fingertips, and the clear light disappeared.
Everyone rushed to help Shang Xia, but Shang Xia raised his hand and refused. He stood up on his own and meditated on the spot. As soon as the technique was changed, the color on his face soon returned.
"Brother Shang, you are feeling better."
When Shang Xia opened his eyes, the man asked.
Shang Xia nodded, but a little weakly. He bowed his hands to Zhao Ning, "Thank you, great aunt."
"You can just call me grandma, and I won't have to thank you."
Shang Xia responded with a smile.
At this time, the medical practitioner walked in.
"Here, the elixir you want has been put in the spirit bag, please take it."
The man in blue took the spirit bag for Shang Xia and thanked him.
Shang Xia stood up and asked, "Auntie, do you have a residence in Xiyuan Town?"
Zhao Ning said casually, "How can I have a place to stay even if I'm wandering around in the clouds?"
"Why don't your great aunt live with us? We have a courtyard in the north of the town." He introduced a few people to Zhao Ning. The woman's name was Zhong Wenyan, the man in blue was named Shan Shu, and the youngest Yanyu , “We all live together.”
Zhao Ning did not refuse.
On the way, Yanyu and others took a few glances at the street, but now they could no longer see the man.
The courtyard in the north of the town is not big, but it is enough to accommodate ten people.
They walked into the main hall, took their seats, and talked about the soul-chasing mark.
"That mark is so strange, how come it has such a strong ghost energy." Zhong Wenyan said, "Is it possible that the demonic energy from Falling Dragon Valley invaded Brother Shang's body through this mark?"
"However, this mark is not used for marking and tracking, so how could it attract demonic energy into the body?" Shan Shu was puzzled.
However, Yanyu was very indignant, "The demonic energy has been removed. No matter how it introduced the demonic energy, what effect does it have? What we should really be looking for is what could plant such a mark on Brother Shang."
"This mark is very special, and very few people can use it." Zhao Ning also said.
At this moment, Shang Xia's eyes paused slightly, as if he thought of something. He asked Yanyu, "Xiaoyu, have you seen that person in Xiyuan Town recently?"
When Shang Xia reminded her, Yanyu was shocked, and her expression changed drastically, "Yes, he was setting up a stall with me near me a few days ago!"
Zhao Ning lowered his eyes slightly.
Yanyu gritted her teeth and said, "It must be him. He followed brother Xia from Kunxu to here, and he really followed closely. If you have the ability, come to the door in person, why wait there pretending to be there."
Listening to what Yanyu said, Zhao Ning guessed who she was talking about.
"I was walking around Xiyuan Town. Could it be that the little girl is the stall owner who sells triple fire-attributed spiritual weapons?"
"That's him." Yanyu was very sure, "I think he is the spiritual beast that covets Brother Xia."
Shang Xia frowned, and Zhao Ning glanced at him, "Looking at him, he seems to be waiting for help. He seems to be sure that you need those triple fire-attributed spiritual weapons."
Because Zhao Ning helped him solve the catastrophe just now, he trusted Zhao Ning a little more and said, "It's not the triple fire attribute spiritual weapon, but the material he used to refine the spiritual weapon, Nanmingli Fire Crystal."
"Oh? This is a very rare material." Zhao Ning seemed interested.
Shang Xia said to Zhao Ning, "I don't know what my great aunt is. I have been collecting some materials recently. If I want to create a natal spiritual weapon, the materials I need are five elements crystals, including Nanmingli Fire Crystal, Yimu Essence and so on. "
"The reason why I went to Falling Dragon Valley was because I heard that when Lin Jianxian killed ten thousand demons with one sword, he also killed a Yimu spirit monster, so I wanted to look for the Yimu spirit nearby."
Zhao Ning nodded and said with a smile, "There is no need to look for the grandnephew anymore. It has been so long since we have met, so my great-aunt should give you some greeting gifts. I thought I didn't know what to give you. This is a coincidence. I have a piece of Yimu’s essence right here.”
Saying that, Zhao Ning turned over his hand and threw the essence of Yimu to Shang Xia.
Shang Xia was slightly surprised, "Why does this make it so valuable, my great aunt?"
Zhao Ning raised her hand a little and stopped Shang Xia's move to reply, "This is not for nothing."
Shang Xia hesitated for a while, but finally put it away reluctantly and solemnly thanked Zhao Ning.
Zhao Ning asked again, "These materials are not easy to forge. Each one is a treasure and they are incompatible with each other. To create a spiritual weapon of destiny requires secret methods."
Shang Xia smiled and said, "What my great-aunt said is true, but my great-nephew met a senior a few days ago and helped him do some small things. The senior agreed to fulfill my wish. It happens that the senior is very good at refining."
But he never expected that Shang Xia would have such an opportunity.
Zhao Ning said nothing more.
"Brother Shang, the person who is following you must teach us a lesson."
Shang Xia stopped him, "Since he has spent so much effort, he will never give up easily. We will run into him sooner or later."
He narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he had an idea. When he thought like this, he actually gained some momentum.
But soon, he restrained himself and turned to everyone, "You are already tired from following me to the Demonic Wilderness of the West, so why not go back and rest, so that we can meet that person again."
"That's true."
Everyone nodded, and at this moment, Yanyu playfully jumped to Zhao Ning's side, "Grandma, I will take you to the room."
