Chapter 55 Her former male lover
"Ninth rank?" Even Sun Huchang was shocked. "Oh my god, how come Sister Fu has improved so much in just a few days? She is amazing."
"Fellow monk, do you still have any objections now?"
The man shook his head absentmindedly. No matter how much he didn't believe it, the facts were right in front of him. Yuan Chufeng's teacher was supervising the entire competition, so cheating was completely impossible.
In other words, the girl he had always looked down upon could actually refine a ninth-grade elixir!
How is this done? As a Jindan stage practitioner, he could only refine seventh-grade elixirs with all his efforts. How come someone in Kaiguang stage could refine ninth-grade elixirs?
He couldn't help but fall into deep inferiority. Why was the gap between people so huge? After all, it was because he had no talent for alchemy.
Fu Ning no longer cared about the condition of the person next to him, not knowing that he had crushed all of his self-confidence.
Many people gathered around to see Fu Ning's elixir. The voices of doubt gradually disappeared, but there were a few more people who asked her questions.
Song Zhizhi also leaned over to take a look, and it was indeed the ninth grade.
Although she looked down on the ninth-grade elixir, after all, the first to ninth grades in the human world were all the same. They might be effective for people below the Golden Core stage, but they would be of no use to those in the Nascent Soul stage. The truly effective ones still had to be the elixirs from the world of cultivation.
But a cultivator in the opening period can refine the ninth grade, which means her future is limitless. Song Zhizhi began to understand why her brother chose this woman. Her talent is indeed strong, and it can even be said that it is rare to see in a century.
By the time Fu Ning finished discussing their problems with several monks who focused on alchemy, it was already completely dark.
Wang Minglu walked towards her, "Xiao Fu, I didn't expect you to have improved again."
Fu Ning nodded, without feeling any pride in her heart. After all, she was actually in the Jindan stage, and it was all thanks to the amazing effect of [maintaining the status quo].
She rubbed her stomach and said to Wang Minglu, "I'm hungry, take me to eat."
She remembered that her little apprentice also loved to eat, and the two of them had the most common topic when they were eating.
Wang Minglu laughed and said proudly, "You've asked the right person. I'm not bragging, but I'm the person who knows the most about food in the entire Xianshan."
"Well, I believe this. After all, everyone has been fasting." Fu Ning exposed him expressionlessly.
Wang Minglu's smile faded as he looked at Fu Ning carefully. This little girl really looked like her master, much more than the Shen family's daughter. Even her alchemy techniques had some of her master's influence.
Before he had time to think about it, he saw the boy from the Song family walking towards him with a cane, supported by his sister.
Wang Minglu frowned, "You kid, you just rested for a few days and you're running around again. Zhizhi, why do you indulge him?"
Song Zhizhi sighed. She had no choice. After all, her brother had begged her for help, so she helped out out of pity.
Song Jinghe said: "Master Minglu, I want to talk to Xiaoshuang."
Wang Minglu looked at the two of them, the atmosphere seemed a little off, and decided not to get involved in the younger generation's affairs, and said, "Well, I'm redundant, I'll go first, Xiaofu, come to Liandan Peak to find me after you finish chatting, I'll make you something delicious."
Fu Ning said happily: "Okay, I'll do it as soon as possible!"
After Wang Minglu left, Song Jinghe hadn't spoken yet, but Song Zhizhi said angrily: "Miss Fu, I don't think you love my brother at all."
Fu Ning stopped smiling and looked at her, "Why do you say that?"
"You had a big fight with my dad. Did you consider my brother's feelings? How would he cope with being caught in the middle? If you really wanted to be with my brother, you shouldn't have contradicted my dad."
"It was your father who humiliated me first." Fu Ning sneered, "Miss Song, if the love you are talking about is giving up dignity without any bottom line, then I cannot agree with it and cannot tolerate it."
She looked at Song Jinghe and said, "This is my choice. Now it depends on your choice - me or the Song family."
Song Zhizhi shouted: "How can you force my brother!"
"What did I say to force him? You can't have your cake and eat it too. I believe Miss Song has learned this before." Fu Ning looked up at the sky. It seemed that the stars were within reach. "I'm going to Alchemy Peak to eat first. Excuse me."
Song Jinghe pulled Fu Ning's sleeve, "Xiao Shuang..."
Fu Ning turned around and saw his hesitation. "I'll give you a month to think about it carefully."
"Okay." Song Jinghe let go of his hand, seeming to be really considering it seriously.
Song Zhizhi was really enlightened. Although she admitted in her heart that her father had made a mistake and that Fu Ning was definitely not ordinary, her brother would not really leave the Song family for her, right? That's so ridiculous!
Fu Ning walked leisurely up to Liandan Peak, which was formerly called Mingyue Peak, but no one knew when the name was changed.
The main building on the top of the mountain still has traces of its past, but a lot of new buildings have been added, making the overall look more imposing.
She met a few monks on the way, who were all looking at her curiously. Obviously they had heard about her test. Fu Ning nodded and greeted them, then walked into the sixth floor of the Qi Nuan Pavilion as if she was familiar with the place, and sure enough, she saw Wang Minglu.
She liked to come here when she was having an affair at Mingyue Peak. Not only was it quiet, but the scenery outside the window was also great, and she could see the mountains and lakes in the distance.
The furnishings here were no different from five hundred years ago. She sat opposite Wang Minglu and saw three dishes on the table, almost all of which were meat dishes.
Wang Minglu saw that the little girl lowered her head and could not see her expression clearly. He wondered if she would not eat meat like those monks who practiced fasting. He was careless and said embarrassedly, "I like to eat meat. These dishes are my specialties. If you don't like them, I can cook some vegetarian dishes."
Fu Ning picked up his chopsticks and said excitedly, "These are some of my favorite dishes!"
Sure enough, she and her little apprentice were in perfect harmony when it came to eating.
Wang Minglu was a little flattered. After all, there were very few people in the cultivation world who loved eating meat and consuming oily and spicy food as much as he did. He suddenly felt much closer to Fu Ning. He happily picked up his chopsticks and talked to her for a long time.
Fu Ning was eating and listening when suddenly her throat felt itchy. She quickly put down her chopsticks, covered her mouth and coughed, and blood flowed out from between her fingers.
Wang Minglu's pupils shrank slightly. He took her hand and felt her pulse, then asked, "What kind of elixir have you taken recently?"
Fu Ning scratched his head, "Washing Spirit Pill?"
Wang Minglu said with a serious expression: "The poison of the spirit-washing grass is extremely strong. You are..."
He was about to mention the Death Pill, but when he thought of Song Jinghe's request, he swallowed it back and continued, "How can you be so careless about your body?"
Fu Ning pulled back his wrist, took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood off his hand, "This is the only way for me to become stronger."
Wang Minglu was silent for a moment. He also knew that Fu Ning's most serious problem was not caused by the Soul Cleansing Pill, but the Death Pill. In the final analysis, it was still the fault of the kid from the Song family. He asked, "How are you and the kid from the Song family doing recently?"
Fu Ning picked up the chopsticks again and picked up a piece of meat. He shook his head and said, "Not optimistic."
Wang Minglu was anxious, "He treats you badly?"
"No, his father didn't accept me, so I had a big fight with him. Now he has to make a choice, me or the Song family."
Wang Minglu said, "I didn't expect Shou Zhen to be so old-fashioned. I'll go and talk to him for you."
"It's okay." Fu Ning's mouth was full of meat, and he said vaguely, "I can handle it myself."
After the meal, Fu Ning returned to Yuanchu Peak to pick up his bag, and picked up Xiaoya to go to Liandan Peak together.
Liandan Peak is large and sparsely populated, and there are many courtyards in the accommodation area. Each courtyard has four rooms, which basically ensures that every cultivator can live in a single room.
A senior sister took her back to her room and handed the key to her, "Congratulations, little junior sister. Let's study together in the future."
Fu Ning held the key and nodded.
After five hundred years, she finally came back.
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The next day happened to be a day off, but Fu Ning got up early and picked many wild flowers on the mountain.
The system asked in confusion: "Boss, what are you going to do? Go and capture the hero?"
Fu Ning shook his head, "Meeting an old friend."
She was walking towards Changwu Peak with a large bundle of flowers. On the way, she met a few monks who had gotten up early and were practicing.
A kind monk stopped her and asked, "Where are you going?"
"Changwu Peak." Fu Ning replied.
The man quickly asked, "Which peak are you from? Didn't your teacher and fellow disciples tell you that Changwu Peak is a forbidden area?"
Fu Ning shook his head, "No one told me."
The man looked at her cultivation level and said, "Oh, you are new here, right? I told you not to go into Changwu Peak. There is an eight-tailed Luwu on the mountain. It bites anyone it sees. A few years ago, a cultivator who didn't believe in evil insisted on going there, and was bitten to death by it."
Fu Ning nodded obediently, "I understand. I won't go then."
After the man left with satisfaction, Fu Ning continued to walk towards Changwu Peak. When he reached the foot of the mountain, he no longer met anyone. It seemed that no cultivator would come here.
She carried the flowers and walked around to the back mountain, which was even less visited by people, but had not changed much from five hundred years ago.
She climbed up the mountain along the rocks and finally saw six graves halfway up the mountain.
More than five hundred years ago, she buried her father, mother, and brother here with her own hands, and now she has three more apprentices.
She was silent for a moment, placed a bouquet of flowers on each person's tombstone, and wiped their tombstones.
Fu Ning didn't want to cry. After taking a few deep breaths, tears still couldn't stop falling from his eyes and fell to the ground.
She fell to the ground, as if she could be closer to them, and cried, "I'm sorry I came back so late."
Suddenly, a low growl came from behind, and a Luwu appeared from the woods. It had eight furry tails swaying slightly behind it, and it exuded an extremely dangerous aura from head to toe.
Fu Ning turned around, tears in the corners of his eyes, and shouted in surprise: "Awesome!"
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In the main hall on the top of Changwu Peak, Shen Qingning sat opposite a man.
The man was dressed in a white brocade robe, his long black hair was neatly tied up behind his head with a white jade crown, his fair skin was as white as jade, he picked up the white porcelain teacup with his knuckles and took a sip, he looked like a spotless exiled immortal.
Shen Qingning clasped his hands and said, "Senior Yan, please let me go to the Immortal Lord's study and take a look. I will only look at it for an hour. I promise to handle it with care and restore it to its original state after I finish looking at it."
The man frowned, "Someone broke into Changwu Peak."
"Eh?" By the time Shen Qingning reacted, the man had already walked out of the hall.
She pounded the table and stood up. Senior Yan was trying to change the subject again.
The man was running very fast, and Shen Qingning barely followed him and ran to the back mountain. It was very desolate here, and she had never been there before.
She heard the man shouting from afar: "Weifeng, don't bite!"
Fu Ning was playing with Wei Feng when she suddenly heard a familiar voice. She turned over and sat on Wei Feng's back, turning her head to look.
The man in white standing in the distance was actually her former male lover - Yan Hengyu.
Fu Ning tilted his head, a little confused. Why was he still here?
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