Chapter 517 Wen Yu
The days in Qiongbi Peak are extremely peaceful.
Ning Daoran and Dabenlu unanimously decided to stay for a few more days. After working hard outside for a lifetime, it was time to enjoy themselves.
A few days later, in the afternoon.
Ning Daoran slowly stood up and walked out of the room, saying, "Old Deer, do you want to go shopping at Huanglong Market? The last time I went to Huanglong Market was probably last time."
“Ahhh~~”
The big stupid deer raised his legs to show that he was listening to his big brother's words.
"Sir."
At the side, Chen Yuzhu, who was busy making tea, also stood up and asked, "Do you need Yuzhu to go with you?"
“No need.”
Ning Daoran was somewhat speechless: "You are the leader of a sect. It would be too conspicuous for you to go out with us. Lao Lu and I will disguise ourselves and go there. There will be no mistakes. You just wait for us at Qiongbi Peak."
"Yes, sir!"
When Chen Yuzhu heard that he would come back, she smiled sweetly.
…
Afternoon, Huanglongfang Market.
Ning Daoran disguised himself as Nine Thunder Immortal, his spirit and soul also changed, and his cultivation remained at the ninth level of Qi Refining, making him seem extremely approachable.
Like the big stupid deer, its cultivation level remained at the late first stage, and its body shape and appearance also transformed into that of a simple old deer. It looked like its intelligence had just been awakened not long ago, and it couldn't help eating grass when walking on the roadside.
In the market town, the shadows of trees are mottled.
The most interesting thing Ning Daoran could think of in Huanglongfang City was finding bargains!
So, the man and the deer shuttled back and forth among the stalls in the market, with their sharp eyes, but they found nothing after a whole afternoon of shopping.
It's really hateful. There are a bunch of cunning people in the market. What you think is a bargain is often a trap set by others. People's hearts are not as they used to be. In the past, you could occasionally find a bargain once or twice.
"Old deer, it's such a pity that there's no profit this time!" He rubbed the deer's head with a look of regret.
“Ah~~”
The big stupid deer rubbed it, indicating that it was not a big problem and he had already gotten used to it.
But at this moment, a group of monks passed by them.
"Um?"
Ning Daoran was suddenly startled, and felt his soul shaken. Among the group of people who just passed by, there was a woman with her face covered in a cloak, who gave Ning Daoran a very familiar feeling in his soul.
Even if he is not an old friend, he must be the descendant of an old friend.
The woman was wearing a green robe, with her face covered by a cloak, revealing only her lips and chin. She exuded the aura of an early foundation building. Moreover, this woman actually had a second-grade wood spirit root! In Qingzhou, such a person would usually be scrambled for by all the major sects.
But this woman was "sandwiched" by several other cultivators and seemed to be under great restrictions. When Ning Daoran secretly observed her with his Nascent Soul consciousness, he found that her appearance was extremely beautiful, but her eyes were cold and she looked extremely depressed.
"Old Deer, do you think this girl looks familiar?" Ning Daoran said in a voice transmission.
“Ahhh~~”
The old deer replied, saying that there was a little bit.
So, the man and the deer both stood there in a daze.
…
"etc!"
The woman suddenly stopped walking. In the fleeting glimpse just now, she saw the man and the deer, and suddenly she felt that they looked familiar.
"What are you going to do?!"
Next to the woman, an old woman in the late foundation building stage frowned, with a look of resentment in the corners of her eyes: "You still think you are free now and can do whatever you want?"
"snort!"
Another young man wearing a golden robe and emitting the aura of an early stage golden elixir sneered and said in a voice transmission: "You'd better be honest, so as not to make mistakes!"
The woman's eyes were cold.
She slowly turned around and walked towards Ning Daoran and Bai Lu, took out something from her bosom, and said, "This Taoist friend looks very much like an old friend of my ancestor, but I wonder if you recognize this thing?"
In her palm, there was a piece of refined spiritual rice leaf.
"Um?"
Ning Daoran's heart trembled slightly. He naturally knew about this thing. It contained a trace of his magical power.
If I remember correctly, Ning Daoran refined this piece of rice leaf and gave it to Wen Ru. At that time, he said that if Wen Ru or her descendants needed help, as long as they took out this rice leaf, Ning Daoran would definitely lend a helping hand.
Could this woman be the descendant of Wen Ru?
"Hmph, a rice leaf?"
The young cultivator in the early Jindan stage sneered, "You don't think that you can get yourself out of trouble by hinting at a cultivator in the late Qi Refining stage with a piece of rice leaf?"
"I……"
The woman bit her lip and just looked at Ning Daoran.
"I don't know him."
Ning Daoran shook his head and said, "Senior, did you recognize the wrong person?"
"That's all."
The woman was just about to take the rice leaves back.
However, he didn't expect that the old woman in the late foundation building stage would step forward, snatch the rice leaves, throw them on the ground, and then crush them to pieces.
"you……"
The woman glared.
“Bang!”
The next second she was slapped by the old woman.
"How dare you be so presumptuous?!"
"snort!"
The young cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Core Stage said, "It's getting late. We will stay in the market tonight. I heard that there are many Tribulation Cultivators in the Huanglong Mountains this generation. To be safe, we will set out during the day tomorrow. We can reach the Golden Tripod Mountain within a day."
"That's great. Young master is absolutely right." The others nodded.
…
Late at night, the moonlight is cold.
In the backyard of Zuixian Tower, an upper room was filled with restrictions, and even a second-level inferior formation was set up to imprison the entire room.
The woman in the daytime leaned against the windowsill, letting the moonlight fall on her pretty face.
"Buzz~~"
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Suddenly, a ripple appeared on the barrier of the formation, and then the second-grade inferior formation was punctured like a piece of thin paper, and then a vague figure stepped into the room.
He was clearly standing there, but his figure was like a mist, seeming unreal and real, and even his breath was completely held, leaving no trace.
"you……"
The woman was shocked.
"What's your name?"
The person who came was Ning Daoran, with one hand behind his back, with an immortal look, and he came gracefully, now back to his original appearance.
"That rice leaf was originally given to fellow Daoist Wen Ru by Ning. How did it end up in your hands? Who are you to Wen Ru?"
"You...are you really Senior Ning?"
The woman was overjoyed and immediately knelt down, gritting her teeth and saying, "Wen Ru is my grandmother. My name is Wen Yu. I used to be the owner of Baihua Valley. I didn't expect that these people from Jinding Mountain would wipe out my clan and abduct me here."
Wen Yu knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face, and said, "I heard that there is an old ancestor in Jinding Mountain, a great cultivator in the late Jindan stage, who is extremely addicted to the art of collecting and replenishing energy! The young man that Senior Ning saw during the day was Wang Huaqing, the young master of Jinding Mountain. He probably kidnapped me to offer me to the old ancestor as a dual cultivation cauldron for collecting and replenishing energy..."
Wen Yu burst into tears and said, "Wen Yu knows that the ancestor of Jinding Mountain is in the late Jindan stage and cannot be provoked, but... but if I become someone else's furnace cauldron, it is absolutely unbearable. I only ask Senior Ning to help... save Wen Yu from the clutches of the devil..."
"Jinding Mountain..."
Ning Daoran frowned: "I have never heard of such a sect before."
"Jinding Mountain is a new sect that has been rising for less than fifty years, so you may not know this. But the ancestor of Jinding Mountain is extremely powerful. I heard that he could fight against an early Nascent Soul for ten rounds without losing..."
Wen Yu gritted his teeth and cried like rain.
She knew that her grandmother Wen Ru was at the Foundation Establishment stage, and how powerful could the cultivators she knew be? Even if the Senior Ning in front of her was at the Golden Core stage, he would probably not be a match for the ancestor of Jinding Mountain.
“This matter requires long-term consideration.”
Ning Daoran took a deep breath and said, "If I take action now and help you kill those people in Jinding Mountain, I can naturally save you from the tiger's mouth easily, but the so-called ancestor far away in Jinding Mountain will definitely take revenge and catch you later. But I can't be by your side all the time, so this matter must be resolved once and for all."
"yes!"
When Wen Yu saw that there was hope, he immediately kowtowed and expressed his gratitude.
"Wen Yu."
Ning Daoran frowned: "Tell me about Fellow Daoist Wen Ru, and the affairs of your Wen family and the Liu family. I remember that she married Fellow Daoist Liu Siyuan. What happened later?"
"yes."
Wen Yu stood up and said respectfully, "My grandmother and grandfather have passed away for many years. After they passed away, the Liu family was divided into two. Liu Siyuan's lineage moved to Kuizhou, while the Wen family stayed in Qingzhou. After I successfully established my foundation, I became quite accomplished in refining equipment. I originally planned to revive my ancestral business and open a Wen family refinery in Qingzhou, but I didn't expect this person from Jinding Mountain to show up."
She wiped away her tears and said, "All the Wen family members in the valley were slaughtered. I was captured by these thieves and was about to be taken away to be used as a furnace. Fortunately, I met Senior Ning."
"Yeah, I see."
Ning Daoran nodded: "You should have a good rest tonight, and be more obedient to the people of Jinding Mountain tomorrow to avoid being humiliated again. I will follow you and wait for you. After we get to Jinding Mountain, I will destroy it and seek justice for your Wen family!"
"Yes, thank you, Senior Ning!"
Wen Yu hurriedly thanked him, but she found it hard to believe. Jinding Mountain was guarded by a late Jindan ancestor, and there were also several Jindan masters. Could Senior Ning really destroy Jinding Mountain by himself? But now she could only believe it, and had no other choice.
…
The next day.
The people of Jinding Mountain summoned a flying boat and took Wen Yu and two other captured women in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and headed towards the north of Qingzhou.
Arrive at Jinding Mountain at sunset.
There was a flash of light inside the mountain gate, and a man and a deer sneaked in.
Jinding Mountain, the main peak.
An old man in the late Jindan stage, wearing a gray robe, walked out of the cave with a smile on his face. He looked at the flying boat landing in the air and said, "Wang Huaqing, let me know the quality of the goods this time!"
"I will definitely satisfy the ancestor!"
Wang Huaqing stepped forward and raised his hand to take off the masks of the three women.
"It's really stunning!"
The ancestor of Jinding Mountain was overjoyed, especially Wen Yu, whose beauty was so stunning that he was extremely pleased!
But at this moment, a ray of spiritual light flashed in the sky, and then a figure floated over and broke into the Jinding Mountain. The man was dressed in a green shirt, looked particularly elegant, and exuded the aura of a mid-stage foundation building.
"My name is Lin Sheng, and I am an outer sect elder of the Chaos Sect in the Huanglong Mountain Range."
Ning Daoran clasped his fists and said in a deep voice: "Many years ago, Lin had some friendship with Wen Ru of Baihua Valley, and the Wen Yu that you captured is the descendant of Wen Ru. I wonder if you can show some respect to me and let Wen Yu go. I am willing to buy her life with 10,000 spirit stones."
"Lin Sheng?"
The ancestor of Jinding Mountain frowned. He had never heard of it before! (End of this chapter)