Chapter 76 Things Have Changed (First Order Request!!!)

Ning Daoran and Dabenlu were also stunned.

There was something familiar between the brows of this beautiful female warrior, vaguely resembling the appearance of Xiao Hehua when she was a child.

The female warrior in green stood there blankly. In her eyes, Ning Daoran looked just like the young boy he was back then, except that he was wearing the attire of an immortal cultivator. The big stupid deer beside him had changed its appearance and grown into a white deer with snow-white fur.

“Brother Ning…Brother Ning!”

Her voice is still as clear as it was back then.

"Little Lotus?"

Ning Daoran scanned with his spiritual sense and confirmed that it was really the spirit of Little Lotus: "Old Deer and I are back!"

"Brother Ning!"

At this moment, Xiao Hehua finally confirmed that the person in front of her was the one she had been thinking about day and night. She rushed forward and "slammed" the body of the warrior in the early stage of the Blood Qi Realm into Ning Daoran's arms.

"Boom——"

Ning Daoran had a profound cultivation background. He caught Little Lotus without moving a muscle. He stroked her hair and said, "We haven't seen each other for many years. Our Little Lotus has grown up too~~~"

"Brother Ning!"

Little Lotus's pretty face flushed, and she took two steps back, saying, "Is Brother Ning really an immortal who can fly high and low now?"

"almost."

Ning Daoran looked at the martial arts hall and said with a smile, "After twenty years of separation, I didn't expect that Xiao Hehua would actually enter the martial arts world. What's the matter with this martial arts hall? I remember that there was no martial arts hall in the village originally."

Little Lotus said softly, "Brother Ning, you don't know that about seven or eight years after you left, there have been more and more low-level monsters in Dragon Valley. The court has repeatedly sent people to exterminate the monsters. With the constant coming and going of people, more and more young people in the village have practiced martial arts, and gradually a trend has formed.

Later, a family of immortal cultivators took a fancy to the location of our Longxiang Village and funded the construction of this Red Lotus Martial Arts School. The children in the village learned martial arts from a young age, and after they had cultivated themselves, they participated in the imperial court's demon-killing missions. They also had a reliable livelihood and no longer had to farm for generations. "

"I see."

Ning Daoran groaned: "Where is Xiao Tiezhu? How is he now?"

"Brother Ning, come with me."

Little Lotus took Ning Daoran's hand and walked into the martial arts hall with Big Deer.

"Master, come out to meet the distinguished guests." She shouted loudly.

In the living room, a figure walked out.

He was a young man wearing inner armor, his body overflowing with a thin blood energy. His cultivation of the initial stage of the blood energy realm had already been perfected, and his whole body was strong and powerful, but his eyes involuntarily focused towards the center, appearing to be full of wisdom.

The person who came was none other than Zhou Tiezhu, the grandson of the old patriarch!

"rather……"

Zhou Tiezhu was stunned. He looked at Ning Daoran, who hadn't changed at all over the years, with disbelief in his eyes: "Brother Ning Daoran...you...you're back?"

"Little Iron Pillar, not bad, you have already reached the initial stage of the Blood Qi Realm."

Ning Daoran nodded and smiled: "Could it be that you are the owner of this martial arts hall?"

“That’s right…”

Zhou Tiezhu was as simple and honest as he was back then. He scratched his head and said with an embarrassed look, "Although I only have a bit of strength, when the martial arts hall was newly built, our Zhou family contributed the most money and grain. Before my grandfather passed away, he helped me secure the position of the head of the martial arts hall."

"ah?"

Ning Daoran frowned: "The old patriarch passed away?"

"Um."

Zhou Tiezhu said: "That happened more than ten years ago..."

As he spoke, he stepped forward, took Ning Daoran's arm, and said with a smile: "Since Brother Ning Daoran is back, come in quickly. I'll ask my wife to cook some delicious dishes. Xiao Hehua and I will have a drink with you in the evening!"

"ah?"

Ning Daoran asked: "You already have a wife?"

“Oh???”

The big stupid deer also widened his eyes. This little Tiezhu is really amazing. He actually has a wife, but he doesn’t even have an elder brother.

Inside the martial arts hall, several other martial artists also appeared, along with a group of apprentices.

“Master!”

Several female disciples walked forward, greeted Xiao Hehua affectionately, and then looked at the stranger with wide eyes.

Little Lotus patted the head of a female disciple and said with a smile, "Okay, go practice the bow step and push horse by yourselves. I don't need to say more about these things. I have something to do today, so I will not guide you to practice. You can practice on your own."

"Yes, Master!"

A group of children went to the backyard.

Ning Daoran took a glance and saw that the children's clothes were all new. If nothing unexpected happened, they were all children of wealthy families in the village, otherwise they would not have the spare money to send them to practice martial arts.

A woman appeared in the front yard. She was Zhou Tiezhu's daughter-in-law. She was an ordinary-looking but very simple woman.

"Little Lotus."

After Ning Daoran sat down, he asked, "How is Aunt Bai?"

"Mom passed away six years ago due to a serious illness." Little Lotus's expression darkened.

“I see…”

Ning Daoran felt that things had changed a lot. In just twenty years, half of the people he was familiar with in this village had left.

Fortunately, Xiao Hehua and Zhou Tiezhu are both successful people, one is the owner of a martial arts hall, and the other is a martial arts master. They are both well-known people in the village, and their lives are not too bad.

Soon after, we had our first dinner back in the village.

It was a rich meal, with chickens, ducks, fish, shrimps, and even a slaughtered sheep, making the apprentices standing in the distance unable to stop drooling.

"Old deer, it tastes good!"

Ning Daoran ate with relish, crunching the chicken bones with great noise. He looked at the group of children swallowing their saliva in the distance with a smile on his face. He did not look like an immortal cultivator at all.

When he was a child, when someone in the village invited people to dinner, Ning Daoran could only watch from afar and smell the food and wine.

Now the situation has changed, and it is finally the turn of these little bastards to be jealous, so let them be jealous.

"Brother Ning."

Little Lotus smiled and said, "I have prepared a new room. You can rest in the martial arts hall tonight."

"Um."

Ning Daoran nodded. He couldn't go to the mountain to dig a hole to spend the night.

"Little Lotus, tomorrow morning Old Deer and I will go to pay respects to our parents, the old clan leader, and Aunt Bai."

"Um!"

At night, the wind howled.

In the guest room where Ning Daoran was, Xiao Hehua and Zhou Tiezhu had not left yet. The two were very excited and did not want to go back to sleep. They wanted to stay together for a while longer.

The big stupid deer was lying at the door guarding it, looking lazy.

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"Brother Ning, do you know any magic from immortals? I want to see it..." Little Lotus held up her round chin, looking expectant.

"What are you looking at? Cultivating immortals is not a sideshow!"

After Ning Daoran scanned the two with his spiritual sense, he immediately stood up and gently patted Xiao Hehua's left shoulder and right leg, saying, "It must have been very hard to practice martial arts over the years. These two old injuries on your body are a bit serious."

"ah?"

Little Lotus was stunned: "How did Brother Ning know that I was injured in these two places?"

"Hmph~~"

Ning Daoran smiled slightly: "Do you think I have been studying the Fa in the mountains for twenty years just for free?"

As he spoke, he slowly placed his palm on Little Lotus's shoulder and said, "Relax your body and mind, don't resist. I will use a small fairy method to help you heal your injuries, which should help your old injuries heal."

"good!"

Xiao Hehua sat upright with her chest straight.

A ray of power from the eleventh level of the Evergreen Technique surged in, and the vigorous vitality immediately poured into the deep of the little lotus's body, beginning to nourish and repair those old wounds bit by bit.

In less than half an hour, most of the old injuries had healed, and the rest could be healed by letting the blood and qi replenish themselves.

Afterwards, Ning Daoran also used the Changqing Jue to help Zhou Tiezhu heal many of his old injuries, and he was left with even more old injuries.

Perhaps it was because Zhou Tiezhu's own talent and understanding were not as good as Xiao Hehua's, but he had a strong personality. In order to maintain his dignity as the owner of a martial arts gym, he often trained hard, so that his old injuries were left behind. If they were not treated, they would not last long.

"Brother Ning Daoran..."

Zhou Tiezhu said with emotion: "What kind of magic is this? It's so powerful. After the healing, my old injury really doesn't hurt anymore..."

"It's just a little trick of a cultivator."

Ning Daoran tapped the storage bag lightly, and six jade bottles floated out from it, saying, “These six bottles contain blood-strengthening pills, face-strengthening pills, and pills for healing injuries.

You may find it useful when you practice in the future. If each of you takes one pill of the Guyan Pill, your appearance will be fixed at this moment in your life and you will not age. "

"Thank you, Brother Ning!"

Little Lotus was surprised and delighted. She accepted the gift and then looked at the pill again and again.

Zhou Tiezhu felt a little embarrassed.

"Back then, when I left the village, the only things I had that were truly related to immortal cultivators were two spirit stones. Those two spirit stones were given to me by the old clan leader. I will never forget this favor."

Only then did Zhou Tiezhu accept it.

…

That night, Ning Daoran slept very peacefully in his hometown.

In the mere Longxiang Village, a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator was like a god here, and the safety factor was maxed out! The next day, early in the morning.

Ning Daoran woke up slowly, washed up with Dabenlu, and came to the martial arts hall. He practiced a set of Zhenyang Melting Furnace Stance, and then waited for breakfast.

"Bang!"

At this moment, the door of the martial arts hall was suddenly kicked open.

A group of people came outside the door, led by a middle-aged man with the fourth level of Qi Refining cultivation.

"Master Lu, what are you doing..."

Zhou Tiezhu's face turned pale instantly when he saw the person coming.

"Mr. Zhou, don't pretend to be ignorant when you know the truth."

Master Lu sneered, "You have already owed tribute for two years. If you don't pay it in full, you can either hand over the martial arts school or sell your ancestral land. Our Luo family will not make things difficult for you."

"Tribute money?"

Ning Daoran frowned.

Little Lotus whispered, "Back then, the Luo Xiuxian family invested in the village and built a martial arts hall, an inn, a guesthouse, etc. for the village. In return, the village had to pay tribute to the Luo family every year. In recent years, fewer people have entered the mountains, and the village has already owed two years of tribute."

“I see…”

Ning Daoran raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist surnamed Lu, can you take me to the Luo family?"

"Who are you to dare to call me a fellow Taoist?"

The middle-aged man looked at Ning Daoran, who was dressed in ordinary clothes, with a fierce look in his eyes, and said with a smile: "You want to go to the Luo family? This dung beetle who came out of the muddy ditch is really overestimating his own abilities!"

Ning Daoran felt helpless.

He took a step forward and instantly released the terrifying spiritual pressure of the foundation-building period. Immediately, the cultivator surnamed Lu was horrified and fell to his knees with a plop: "It turns out...it turns out to be a senior in the foundation-building period...I am blind and do not recognize you. I hope you will be magnanimous and let me live..."

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