Chapter 313: Brave and Fierce
Sunspear.
Four years later, Ning Daoran visited this place again, but his appearance had not changed at all. He was still a handsome, free and easy, young man with an immortal air.
Wansheng Weapon Shop.
The shopkeeper Liu Yuting came out in person with a warm smile on his face: "Senior Ning, I haven't seen you for many years. You are still as charming as ever. I admire you very much!"
"The shopkeeper."
Ning Daoran also clasped his fists and said, "It's been four years since we last met. The shopkeeper is even stronger now. It seems that your hammering skills have also improved, right?"
“That’s it!”
Liu Yuting was excited and said with a smile: "Thanks to the hammering experience given by Senior Ning, my hammering skills have indeed improved a lot in the past few years. Just half a year ago, I even forged a second-level top-grade sword. I am only one step away from becoming the legendary master craftsman!"
It can be seen that he has been happy about this matter for half a year, and the excitement has not yet subsided.
Armory, backyard.
"Uncle Ning!"
A girl in a short shirt walked out of the shop. She seemed to have just finished practicing boxing, and her pretty face was covered with sweat. Four years later, Zhuo Ting had grown into a graceful young lady, looking completely like a young girl. Her body had also begun to develop, and her breasts had bulged. She was completely different from the tomboy before.
She looked excited: "Uncle Master, you finally came back to see us. My two brothers and I missed you so much!"
Zhuo Ting took Ning Daoran's hand very naturally. In her eyes, Ning Daoran was her only relative. It was impossible for anyone else to be so unconditionally good to them.
More importantly, with their increasing understanding of martial arts over the years, the three siblings realized what the pill Ning Daoran asked them to take once a year was. It turned out to be a priceless True Blood Pill. Even the top martial arts disciples in Yangji City would only dare to take one pill of this treasure when they broke through the ranks! "Well, I came back to see you guys."
Ning Daoran tried his best to show a loving expression and said, "Zhuo Ting, where are your two brothers?"
"Ah? They..."
Zhuo Ting showed a strange look.
"how?"
Ning Daoran frowned and asked, "Where did they go?"
Zhuo Ting hesitated and didn't dare to say anything.
Liu Yuting said, "Senior Ning, you probably don't know yet? Two months ago, Zhuo Yang was promoted to the early stage of the Condensation Realm. He became very arrogant and challenged people to fights everywhere. People who bullied him in the past were basically beaten to pieces. Recently, he has been challenging other people everywhere. Basically, all the warriors in the early stage of the Condensation Realm in the city have been beaten by him..."
As he spoke, Liu Yuting frowned, "The skills that Senior Ning taught this boy are extremely profound and mysterious. Those in the Condensation Realm from other martial arts schools are no match for him. Zhuo Yang was ruthless in his attacks, and he could either break bones or cripple others. These days, many martial arts schools have come to me to complain, but as the owner of a weapons shop, what can I do..."
"Let's go find Zhuo Yang!"
A hint of coldness flashed across Ning Daoran's eyes, and he instantly released his golden elixir consciousness to scan the entire city. He quickly found Zhuo Yang's location, then raised his hand and grabbed Zhuo Ting's arm, and took her with him, heading straight for a martial arts gym in the city.
…
Under the clouds, in a courtyard with white walls and black tiles, a group of martial arts disciples gathered around a training ground.
At this time, a middle-aged man in the early stage of the Condensation Realm was sitting on the ground in the martial arts arena with sweat all over his face. His right leg was severely deformed, as if it had been broken abruptly while kicking. He was sweating all over his face in pain, but he forced himself not to make any sound.
"snort!"
In front of the middle-aged man stood two young men. One of them, who exuded the aura of the Condensation Realm, crossed his arms and said with a cold look, "Liu Sandao, you dare to open a martial arts school in Yangji City with your mediocre skills. If I were you, I would have closed the martial arts school long ago and returned home to enjoy a peaceful life with my wife and children. Why bother coming out to embarrass yourself?"
"Zhuo Yang!"
The middle-aged man angrily said, "How did my Three Swords Martial Arts School offend you that you are making things difficult for us?"
"Back then, your little apprentice stole one of my white flour buns and almost starved me to death. Does that count as an offense?"
Zhuo Yang looked at them with disdain and said, "Who else is dissatisfied? Come on! Today, I will completely defeat your worthless Three Swords Martial Arts School!"
“Buzz!”
Suddenly, there was a loud sound of breaking wind!
Zhuo Yang subconsciously turned around and suddenly punched out, immediately colliding with the incoming kick! "Bang——"
With a loud bang, Zhuo Yang's body turned into a shadow, crashing into the weapon rack behind him and breaking it, and fell into the mess.
"You are awesome? How awesome? Let me see!"
The man fell from the sky and punched him hard! Zhuo Yang quickly raised his arm to block the blow. Suddenly, there was another loud noise. The arm bone was broken directly. The sound of "crack" was very clear. Then his body was hit hard by the huge impact and hit the base of the outer wall.
"you……"
He struggled to get up, spitting blood, and originally had a ferocious look on his face, but after seeing the appearance of the person who came, Zhuo Yang suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He knelt down hurriedly, coughing up blood foam and said: "Master...Uncle Master..."
"When I taught you my skills, did I ever warn you not to be aggressive and aggressive?"
Ning Daoran looked indifferently, "People like you can kill dozens of people every day in the entire Eastern Wasteland. You are arrogant and conceited, and you don't know why. With a little ability, you make enemies everywhere. Based on your character, I should destroy your cultivation today."
"Uncle Master!"
Instantly, Zhuo Yu and Zhuo Ting knelt down together: "No, Brother was just confused for a moment, I hope Uncle Master can give him another chance."
"Go back to the shop and wait for me!"
"yes!"
The two siblings hurriedly helped the injured Zhuo Yang up and returned to the weapons shop in a hurry.
Ning Daoran sighed. As a Jindan master, he actually had to clean up the mess for this little bastard who was looking for death.
He walked forward and used the Changqing Jue to check the middle-aged man's injuries. He quickly used his magic power to promote bone healing, and then took out a jade bottle and said, "There are a few healing pills in the bottle. You can take one every ten days. There is also a True Blood Pill. I am giving it to you as an apology. I hope you will not bother with this ignorant junior. I will deal with this little bastard myself, and I will show no mercy."
The hall owner's legs felt numb and in an instant he felt as if his bones were growing back together and beginning to heal. How could he not know that the man in front of him was a master? Moreover, the man crippled a Nascent Soul Realm master with just two casual moves. Anyone with such means must be a master.
He said with great fear: "Senior, there is no need to do this..."
“Yes.”
Ning Daoran stuffed the jade bottle into his hand, spun around, floated up, and turned into a golden light and disappeared.
"Gold...Golden Dan Ancestor?"
An ordinary-looking female disciple was dumbfounded.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
The other disciples were also surprised. The man just now was actually a great Jindan cultivator?
In their perception, Jindan great monks are all immortals, which are rarely seen in this lifetime.
…
At night, the weapons shop.
Ning Daoran sat upright drinking tea, while Big Dumb Deer stood straight beside him, looking disdainfully at the young man in the Nascent Soul Realm kneeling on the ground.
"Uncle Master, I really know I was wrong..."
Zhuo Yang burst into tears: "Uncle Master... I was confused. After I entered the Condensed Liquid Realm, I felt so great that I couldn't help wanting to compete with other masters in the city. I know I was wrong and I won't dare to do it again. Please forgive me, Uncle Master."
"snort!"
Ning Daoran said calmly, "Originally, I should have abolished your martial arts and expelled you from the sect, but Zhuo Yu and Zhuo Ting both pleaded for you, so this matter ends here. You need to remember that practicing martial arts is to allow you to live a better life, so that you don't have to starve or be bullied. It is to allow you to stand out, not to bully others. What you, Zhuo Yang, have done recently is really despicable."
"Disciple understands, and I will definitely correct my mistakes!"
Zhuo Yang kowtowed again.
"Okay."
Ning Daoran said calmly: "It's good that you admit your mistakes. You go out first and let Zhuo Yu come in."
"yes!"
The curtain was lifted, and Zhuo Yu, who had been waiting outside, walked in. He was now at the ninth level of the Blood Qi Realm, only one step away from the Liquid Condensation Realm. His talent was similar to that of his brother, and he would be promoted to the Liquid Condensation Realm in the next few months.
"Zhuo Yu, your cultivation foundation is more solid than your brother's, which is very good, and your state of mind is also slightly better than Zhuo Yang's. Remember, don't be too influenced by your brother. You, Zhuo Yu, should have your own martial arts and walk your own path."
"Yes, Uncle Master!"
Zhuo Yu clasped his fists respectfully. Although he didn't understand the specific meaning of what his uncle said, he knew it was very impressive anyway.
"Go ahead and let Zhuoting in."
"yes!"
Not long after, Zhuo Ting lifted the curtain and walked in.
She is the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra seedling that Ning Daoran values the most. Although she is only at the ninth level of the Blood Qi Realm now, not as good as her brother Zhuo Yang, Zhuo Ting is meticulous and patient. She has already cultivated the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra to the third level, and her progress is stable, and her foundation is worse than her two brothers.
More importantly, Zhuo Ting has suffered a lot since childhood, and she is tenacious in her will, but she has very little hostility. This is where she is better than her two brothers. If a hot-blooded warrior has less hostility, he can live longer.
"Zhuo Ting, you are more talented than your two brothers, and your future achievements may be even greater than theirs."
Ning Daoran said calmly: "This is a bottle of fine True Blood Pill, you keep it, and don't tell your two brothers. From this year on, you will take the fine True Blood Pill to practice. In ten years, I hope that your cultivation will surpass your two brothers and truly stand out!"
"ah?"
Zhuo Ting held the jade bottle in her hand: "But uncle, my elder brother's talent is obviously better than mine. He started practicing with us, and now he has broken through the Condensation Stage..."
"Don't think too much, just keep it."
"Yes, Uncle Master!"
…
Half a month later.
Ning Daoran had not even finished his one-month vacation when he returned to Lieyang Taoist Palace with his disciple token in hand, and continued to help old man Wu Qingyuan look after the spiritual medicine garden No. 66.
Although he still hasn't obtained the complete Nine Yang Furnace Divine Art, the time he spent in the Lieyang Taoist Palace was not wasted. At least he was slowly honing the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra and the Evergreen Art, and his own foundation was constantly growing, as he continued to work towards the late Golden Core stage.
Of course, his goal has always been to form a Nascent Soul. If he cannot form a Nascent Soul and increase his mana, he will never be considered a top-tier cultivator in the Eastern Wasteland! (End of this chapter)