Free Wild 16
It's been quiet down there for too long.
It lasted so long that Ning Ren felt that his appearance was not cool enough, so they didn't react.
He had experienced this once before, when he was in Lanhuadis, and now he felt even more embarrassed than then.
Back then it was forced, now it’s voluntary... and he even used props to cheat and falsify.
With so many people watching, he felt a little nervous. His toes twitched on his straw sandals, and he tried hard to suppress the heat that kept spreading to his ears.
That's why he made straw sandals.
Damn it! He couldn't control his toes in mid-air and they looked up, and soon they saw his toes! How could he, who portrays such a cool and calm persona, do something like toe-touch and ruin his character?!
With straw sandals, you can still block it!
Thank you straw sandals.
No one spoke. Ning Ren was just struggling over whether to say something when the wizards who had been kneeling on the ground early in the morning to ask the "god" representing the stars not to be angry, crawled forward a few steps on their knees and bowed reverently to Ning Ren. There was an indescribable fanaticism and respect on their faces.
Ning Ren subconsciously turned sideways and did not directly respond to the worship of these wizards who were older than him.
He didn't have long to live anyway, it would be so tragic if his life was shortened further.
The graceful stranger stepped aside, his expression puzzled, "Why are you bowing to me?"
The oldest and most experienced wizard stepped forward and bowed again. "I wonder...I wonder where you are from."
Ning Ren: "...You stand up first. I'm not used to people kneeling before me."
He replaced the honorific 'you' at the beginning of the sentence with 'you'. He is now pretending to be an elder who is actually much older!
He no longer stood high in the sky, but slowly walked down from the sky. Even for such a simple movement, he designed some tricks for himself.
His whole body was lightly flashing with silver light, his figure appeared and disappeared in the air, and mysterious silver lines were faintly emitted from the soles of his feet. In a breath, the pair of ordinary straw sandals stepped on the ground that had just rained.
But his feet did not touch the ground, but always kept a distance from it, separating him from the dirt on the ground.
It is so clean that it seems like the Son of God has been born, which is totally out of tune with the environment here.
Even the elders subconsciously took a step back, not daring to offend.
Fan Ze was the same, he was very shocked.
He felt that his talent was actually average, so he put in a thousand times more effort than others in controlling his mental power.
So he knew how delicately this stranger had to control his mental power in order to keep himself suspended so steadily.
He felt that he couldn't do it, and he didn't think that the extremely talented Wen Guang could do it.
That's why I was shocked.
The wizards who were kneeling on the ground stood up in fear, bowed their heads, and dared not look directly at him.
Ning Ren looked at the wizards and asked, "Why did you worship me just now?"
The wizards said, "You... you just reversed the rain and set the stars on their course. This is, this is the work of the legendary star-controlling deity. We believe in the stars, interpret their paths, and influence the fate of our tribe. Seeing you, we cannot help but bow down in worship."
They looked at the mysterious young man with expectation, but saw that his face was still calm and he even frowned slightly.
He simply said, "I'm not the god you imagine." Then he looked at the elder and said, "The same question again. Is this along the riverbank?"
The elder smiled bitterly and said, “Guests who have come from afar, our tribes live in this corner. Even the birds that fly the farthest and the descendants who are best at walking have never found a second river as majestic as this one within ten thousand miles that can support so many lives.
We live by the water of this river and named it Yanhe.
This is indeed along the riverbank, but thousands of miles away, we are not sure."
The mysterious visitor raised his hand and calculated for a moment, then the corners of his mouth curved slightly, his coldness dissipated a little, and a gentle and surprising touch of ice and snow melting suddenly appeared in his eyes.
"Here."
He sighed, "After traveling thousands of miles, I finally found it..."
"turn up?"
The elder remembered that at first this person said he wanted to... look for someone?
"I don't know. What are you looking for?"
The young man raised his hand, and at this moment, the faint starlight gathered on his fingertips. The purple star above the night sky suddenly brightened, casting a faint halo from afar, which fell on the young man's fingertips.
Under the incredulous gazes of the elders, wizards and even the young men of the Purple Star Reserve Group.
The young man's eyes curved slightly. "My destiny's purple star is about to fall. I'm searching for that newly born star to become a destined teacher and student."
…
The prey was transported back to the tribes in an orderly manner according to the original plan.
The heavy rain came and went, because the fear caused by the thunder had dissipated without a trace, and was replaced by more heated discussions.
The scene of the mysterious guest defying the thunder with his bare hands became more and more mysterious as the story spread, and in the end Ning Ren was expelled from the human race.
The elders and leaders who were supposed to preside over the event urgently cleared out a clean and tidy place, swept the ground clean, and covered it with thick animal skins.
The stone benches made by Ning Ren were padded with soft and clean leather.
On the polished stone table, a bowl was filled with precious water mixed with nectar, and some fresh fruits picked before the rainy season.
This was the best they could come up with.
The elder rubbed his hands awkwardly and said, "These are the only treats we have here. Please don't mind."
Ning Ren was of course not surprised.
He has been eating these things for four years.
But the water was cold. In order to reduce the possibility of him getting sick during the rainy season, he avoided cold and raw foods as much as possible. So he just lightly touched his lower lip with it and put it aside.
"Please take a seat, everyone."
"It's okay, it's okay, we're standing comfortably."
After seeing him take a bite, the leaders present felt less tense for some reason and the atmosphere became more relaxed.
The elder finally continued to ask, "What did you mean by what you said outside earlier?"
Ning Ren: "Here is Destined Purple Star. I want to take him as my student and teach him my skills."
The elder's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly asked, "What do you mean by 'student'? What did you just say about the teacher-student bond?"
Ning Ren frowned, "Is there no concept of teacher and student here? Then, how are the seals, techniques, and knowledge passed down in your clan? Do you only rely on family instruction?"
The elder felt even more dizzy after hearing this.
They really don’t know what hand seals are or the concept of teacher and student.
Ning Ren: "A teacher imparts knowledge, educates, and resolves doubts. A teacher is an elder, and a student is a student. Heaven, Earth, Parents, and Teachers—all things that people respect are these four. The bond between teacher and student is a destined bond. Students need to respect their teachers, and teachers need to care for and teach their students, imparting their knowledge."
Although these words were still confusing, the chief of the musk deer tribe keenly grasped one point.
"Then, your ability to reverse the rain and drive away the stars just now, is it also..."
Ning Ren nodded, "As long as you are willing to learn and have talent, I will naturally teach you. However, the extent to which you can learn depends on your individual talent."
Wow!
Now no one can sit still.
That, that miraculous phenomenon can actually be learned?!
If the younger generations of their tribe learned this, wouldn't they have a chance to unify the riverbank? Even if they only learned the basics, it would be incredible!
The elder suppressed his excitement.
"Where are you from then? What should we call you? Are there other tribes thousands of miles away..."
He asked so many questions, but Ning Ren didn't intend to say anything.
If he talks too much, it will be difficult for him to patch things up if something unexpected happens later.
After the elder had asked all these questions, he realized that the young man hadn't said a word. He was shocked to realize that he had offended someone and was about to apologize when he heard the young man's answer:
"I'm not in a position to reveal my origins. In this world, origins are not just about space, but also about time. As for your name... My last name is Ning. You can call me Mr. or Teacher, whatever you want."
"Yes, yes."
The elder said, "We don't know which descendant of Purple Star you're looking for. We've only recorded the children born that night and have each tribe carefully nurture them. Do you have any ideas..."
Ning Ren shook his head, "If I knew, I wouldn't be asking you here."
"What should I do..."
"Yeah yeah."
The leaders were whispering, some were anxious, some were worried.
They discussed among themselves for a long time before walking up to Ning Ren very embarrassedly.
"Why don't you teach them for a while and give it a try?"
These words were exactly what Ning Ren thought.
It’s just that he can’t bring it up on his own initiative. He has to wait for the other party to bring it up first so that he can have a more dominant advantage.
Ning Ren pretended to think for a while.
Then he sighed and nodded: "Well, after all, I have to stay, so it doesn't matter if I put in some effort."
The elder was delighted. "Then you can go and pick some first. The top ones are the best seedlings!"
After deciding on the important matter in his mind, he hesitated for a moment, and suddenly felt anxious: "You said that your Purple Star Fate is about to fall... What does that mean?"
Ning Ren: “…”
The mysterious teacher-student settings in the storybooks he read, and the words that couldn't wait to find a successor, seemed to be about the same. The details... couldn't be explained in detail, because he hadn't figured out how to write it yet.
So Ning Ren maintained a mysterious silence like a master.
After tossing and turning for so long, he was wearing thin clothes. In order to avoid catching a cold and getting sick, he kept a shallow amount of mental energy on his body, which was quite exhausting.
Being weak, he couldn't help but tilt his head and put his hands to his lips to suppress the sound and cough a few times.
After coughing, he said calmly, "Anyway, you should get ready as soon as possible. I need a teaching place that won't be disturbed by the rainy season, and I also need some materials from you."
The young man, whose age is between a teenager and a young adult, looked slightly pale when he coughed lightly. The blue veins on his neck, back of his hands, and ankles were exposed due to his thinness. He clearly had the face of a person who had been ill for a long time.
In the dim light of the fire hanging on the stone wall, the young man emanated a faint divinity.
The elders and leaders were startled.
The atmosphere somehow became heavy and stagnant, and their eyes were filled with indescribable sorrow and admiration.
Yes, according to this gentleman, as the purple stars rise and fall, one is born and the other is bound to decline.
I'm afraid that when the new Purple Star awakens, it will be the former Purple Star's...
a long time.
The elder sighed deeply and bowed deeply to Ning Ren: "Sir, you are a saint."
The leaders also said in a deep voice: "Thank you very much, sir."
“……”, Ning Ren fell into deep thought.
Sure enough, silence is an important rule of pretending to be cool, but I don’t know what these people were thinking...their eyes are really weird.
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