Chapter 281 Han Bing is injured

Ning Daoran has always known that Senior Brother Lin Sheng is not interested in women except Senior Sister Liu Ruyan. After Liu Ruyan left, he lived alone for many years and never found a partner. So Senior Brother Lin Sheng has no descendants. Then these so-called descendants must be the descendants of Lin Sheng's brothers or cousins. That's right, as an elder of the sect, it would be inappropriate for Lin Sheng not to protect his descendants.

The small cloud and mist dispersed.

Lin Ye was handsome, and he bowed before he even stepped into the living room of the small building: "Greetings, uncle!"

"Lin Ye, come in."

"yes!"

After Lin Ye entered the room, he sat down next to Lin Yun.

You can't write two "Lin" characters with one stroke. He has a pretty good relationship with Lin Yun.

After sitting down, Lin Ye did not dare to say much. It was the first time he met this uncle. Besides, there were rumors all over the mountain that the master of Qiongbi Peak who left the sect sixty years ago had returned and had become a Jindan ancestor.

Lin Ye was only in the middle stage of foundation building, so he naturally didn't dare to lie in front of Jin Dan.

"I just returned to the sect today."

Ning Daoran said softly: "I went to the back mountain and saw Brother Lin Sheng's tombstone. Time is really cruel. I didn't expect Brother Lin Sheng to leave so early. Sigh..."

"Please accept my condolences, uncle."

Lin Ye said respectfully, "A few days before his death, Patriarch Lin Sheng kept repeating Uncle Shi's name, saying that if he could see Uncle Shi again, if he could go back to that night and get drunk with Uncle Shi, he would have no regrets in his life."

Ning Daoran was deeply sad.

In fact, Senior Brother Lin Sheng was a man who valued friendship and loyalty. Before he died, he must have missed not only me, but also Lin Zhuojun, Han Bing, and of course, more importantly, Liu Ruyan.

Liu Ruyan could abandon him mercilessly, but Lin Sheng would never forget Liu Ruyan in his life. This kind of character is what Lin Sheng is all about.

Everyone chatted for a while.

Several younger generations were reminiscing about the past.

Ning Daoran was a little at a loss for words, as what he was reminiscing about were things that happened a long, long time ago. In the past, he and Lin Sheng, Lin Zhuojun, Han Bing, and Liu Ruyan went out into the night to exterminate monsters. How many people in the world still remember such things?

From now on, as my junior sister and I pass away, no one in the world will remember these things anymore.

"Since everyone is almost here today."

Ning Daoran smiled slightly: "Old Deer and I have been training outside for sixty years, and I just happened to bring back some gifts for you youngsters. They may not be too expensive, but they are also a token of my heart."

As he spoke, he took out a second-grade, top-grade spiritual sword and handed it to Lin Yun.

"Thank you, Uncle Ning!"

Lin Yun was ecstatic. After all, the Chaos Sect was once a top-notch sect. When Jiang Yu was there, the sect had accumulated quite a lot of wealth. In the Chaos Sect, spiritual weapons were not considered treasures, but top-grade spiritual weapons were quite rare.

Lin Yun had accumulated a lot of experience over the years, but he only had one top-grade spiritual weapon. Now that he had obtained another one, it was naturally even more powerful! "Qingshan."

Ning Daoran took out a set of top-grade spiritual weapon-level inner armor and handed it to Zhou Qingshan, saying: "This treasure can protect you, you keep it."

"Thank you, grandpa!" Zhou Qingshan looked happy.

"Lin Ye."

Ning Daoran took out a second-grade top-grade spiritual instrument and handed it to Lin Ye, saying, "This treasure can increase the power of the True Yang Furnace Art by at least 30%, which is more suitable for you."

"Thank you, Uncle Shi!"

Lin Ye was ecstatic.

Ning Daoran felt helpless. Looking at the useless appearance of these young foundation-building generation, he felt speechless. Aren’t they just a few spiritual weapons? What do they count for?

Of course, these were all found in the storage bag of the ancestor of the Xu family, otherwise he would not dare to give them away so carelessly.

The Xu family has now declined. Even if the remains of the Xu ancestor are spread to the outside world, it means nothing. No one will think about avenging the Xu ancestor anymore.

Among the younger generations, only Chen Yuzhu did not have a gift.

But she was such a smart woman that she was not angry or jealous. Instead, she was very happy in her heart. Ning Daoran treated her as a real family member, so he did not give her the opportunity in front of everyone.

…

Late at night, Lin Yun, Zhou Qingshan and Lin Ye left.

Ning Daoran then looked at Chen Yuzhu and said with a smile: "Yuzhu, I have also prepared some treasures for you. I hope these treasures will be useful to you."

As he spoke, he slapped his storage bag, and three spiritual weapons floated out.

One of them is a real feather fan, which can amplify the killing power of Changqing Jue. The other is a brocade handkerchief, which is also a top-grade spiritual weapon and was also searched out from the storage bag of the ancestor of the Xu family.

As for why the ancestor of the Xu family had things used by women, no one knows the reason.

The third spiritual weapon is the jade knife, which, like the real feather fan, is a treasure that has been with Ning Daoran for many years.

With these three treasures, Chen Yuzhu is able to stand at the top of the late stage of foundation building.

Of course, that’s because Chen Yuzhu’s magic power is not strong enough. If her foundation was stronger, Ning Daoran could even consider giving her a third-level magic weapon to help her form a pill.

After all, she is Chen Weimo's disciple and has been Ning Daoran's confidant for many years. She is naturally different from the other juniors.

"Thank you, sir..."

Chen Yuzhu's face was full of joy.

"It's not over yet."

Ning Daoran took out a jade bottle and handed it over, saying, "This contains a low-grade Luochen Pill, which can probably increase the chance of forming a pill by about 10%. It's up to you to use it or not. If you can find the flower of the genuine Luochen Pill later, then use the genuine one. If not, this low-grade Luochen Pill is actually an option."

"good!"

Chen Yuzhu nodded excitedly.

The Luochen Pill is different from treasures. Even a top-grade spiritual weapon can be bought in the market as long as the price is high enough. The Luochen Pill is similar to a magic weapon, which is a priceless item.

It requires a certain amount of opportunity and extremely strong connections to be able to obtain the Luochen Pill.

Not long after, Ning Daoran went upstairs to rest.

Now that I am a great Jindan cultivator, there is no need for me to live underground.

Downstairs, several Chen disciples entered the courtyard. Chen Yuzhu taught them some exercises. Ning Daoran understood all of this and couldn't help but look at Chen Yuzhu with a higher opinion.

Compared to Chen Weimo, the half-baked immortal cultivator, Chen Yuzhu is indeed much more diligent. Although she only has a sixth-grade wood spiritual root, she has been able to reach the late stage of foundation building. She has made steady progress in her realm and now has a great chance of forming a pill.

Moreover, Chen Yuzhu is in a very good state of mind. He knows right from wrong and knows when to advance and retreat. It is indeed a blessing for the Baishajiang Chen family to have such a descendant. With Chen Yuzhu around, the prosperity of the Baishajiang Chen family can continue for hundreds of years!

Of course, no matter how good Chen Yuzhu is, she can never replace Chen Weimo in Ning Daoran's heart.

…

The next day, early morning.

The rain keeps on falling without stopping.

Han Bing came out of seclusion, and the moment her breath just appeared, Ning Daoran appeared on the second floor of the bamboo building, flicked his sleeves lightly, and opened the restriction of the small cloud and mist formation.

The next moment, a golden light rose from the Zixiao Peak and headed straight for the Qiongbi Peak at an extremely fast speed.

"Brother~~~"

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The beautiful figure appeared again, turned into an arrow of light and flew into Ning Daoran's arms with a "whoosh".

'well……'

Ning Daoran was speechless for a while. Didn't his junior sister know how much he had grown up over the years? This collision almost made his firm faith in the Tao begin to shake.

"Junior sister!"

As he stroked Han Bing's hair, he said with deep sorrow: "You are now the leader of a sect, why are you still so reckless? It would be so bad if someone saw you!"

"Brother~~"

Han Bing looked up and smiled: "I missed you..."

With just one sentence, Ning Daoran was rendered speechless.

At the same time, Ning Daoran also saw that Han Bing's face was extremely pale, as if he had just suffered a serious injury. His vitality was severely damaged, and even his foundation was damaged. He almost fell from the early stage of Jindan to the foundation building stage.

“Shua~~~”

Ning Daoran raised his hand slightly and restarted the small cloud and mist formation.

"Junior sister, who did this?" Ning Daoran's eyes were cold.

"Brother, I'm fine..."

Han Bing avoided looking at him. She didn't want to say anything, probably because she was afraid of implicating Ning Daoran.

"If you don't want to say it, don't say it."

Ning Daoran said calmly, "Lie down, my brother will help you heal your wounds. Have lunch at my place at noon. I'll ask Lao Lu to cook you some of your favorite dishes. Lao Lu's cooking skills have improved over the years. You must try them."

"Um!"

Han Bing smiled and nodded, then lay down obediently.

Ning Daoran spread out his five fingers and covered her abdomen. Immediately, a strand of the twenty-one levels of the Eternal Green Art's soft magic power seeped into Han Bing's body. Ning Daoran was shocked by the examination. It was more serious than he had imagined. Han Bing's heart meridians seemed to have been interrupted, and the means of reconnecting them were not particularly sophisticated.

For a moment, Ning Daoran felt a little scared.

Fortunately, I came back, otherwise... Han Bing might not live for a few more years.

"Brother."

Han Bing was lying on the bed, but he grabbed Ning Daoran's idle left hand and said, "Brother, are you in the middle stage of the Golden Core?"

"Um."

Ning Daoran nodded: "Isn't it amazing?"

“Amazing…”

Han Bing smiled and said, "Back then, I felt that Senior Brother was different from ordinary people and would definitely not die of old age in the foundation-building stage."

"Really?"

Ning Daoran glanced at her and said with a smile: "I remember that you were so scared by your senior brother that you believed him completely, didn't you?"

"Brother, you are annoying~~~"

Han Bing punched him lightly.

"Junior sister, lie down. I will heal your wounds!"

"good!"

Han Bing closed his eyes and felt a warmth in his abdomen. He fell asleep unknowingly.

Looking at her peaceful sleeping face, Ning Daoran said nothing, but concentrated his mind on the Eternal Green Art to heal Han Bing's various hidden injuries.

However, the Art of Evergreen is not omnipotent. Even the Art of Evergreen cannot bring the dead back to life and turn flesh into bones.

Han Bing was seriously injured. Even if Ning Daoran used the Eternal Green Art to treat her, it could not completely reverse the damage caused to her body. In other words, the Eternal Green Art could save Han Bing's life, but her lifespan would definitely be shortened.

Moreover, this serious injury directly cut off Han Bingningying's hope.

She is born with a clear sword heart. Although her spiritual roots are average, she still has a very low chance of being promoted to the Nascent Soul stage. If she hadn't been seriously injured, Han Bing should have entered the middle stage of the Golden Core stage by now, but now, there is definitely no hope.

…

The warmth from the Eternal Youth Art flowed continuously into Han Bing's body.

But Ning Daoran's eyes became colder and colder.

Anyone who dares to hurt Han Bing to this extent must die without a burial place, no matter who he is! (End of this chapter)