"He's gone?"

Ning Yuan asked with his hands behind his back and without looking back.

"Well, the elders are gone. ”

Miao Ling nodded, her beautiful eyes looked at Ning Yuan's back gently, and said softly: "The magic circle of the Nine Dragons Gate is indeed supremely wonderful, even the Heavenly Character Envoy cannot enter and exit freely, and the saint is not there, and he is still found to be traced." ”

"Although the reputation of Jiulongmen is not obvious, it actually hides mysteries, and the sect is not weak. ”

Ning Yuan smiled, looked at the night outside the window, and said lightly: "The deployment method of this Nine Dragons Circle originated from a sage magic method in the Great Emperor's Mansion, and I think it should be the opportunity given to the Nine Dragons Saint by my father back then. ”

"No wonder. ”

Miao Ling nodded his head and said softly, "Young Master, it's time to rest." ”

"Hmm. ”

Ning Yuan nodded and walked to the inner room.

Although Ning Yuan didn't say it, the three daughters who had followed him since he was a child could see that the young master was full of thoughts, and it should be the Heavenly Messenger who brought not very good news.

Now that the emperor has been in retreat for many years, Kyushu is saying that the emperor's limit is approaching, and all kinds of sneaky people are ready to move, revealing clues.

This world is gradually going to be chaotic.

......

It was late at night.

Ning Yuan sat cross-legged, cultivating a chapter of the Ming God Realm, using aura to contain his mind and mind, and putting aside a wisp of irritable thoughts.

Emperor Tie was taken away, although for Ning Yuan, it did not hurt the foundation, but it was not a good thing.

This shows that someone has already set their sights on him.

Friend or foe, hiding in the shadows.

But the good news is that Ning Yuan is also hiding in the shadows.

The person who seized the emperor's post did not know Ning Yuan's whereabouts, perhaps he only knew that the emperor had a son, so he pretended to use the name of the emperor's son to lead Ning Yuan's traces.

"Knock knock. ”

A soft knock sounded at the door.

"Come in. ”

Ning Yuan opened his eyes and looked ahead.

A shadow came in from outside the door with an oil lamp, and complained in a low voice: "Young master, why don't you light the lamp." ”

Under an oil lamp, Miao Si changed into a neon gauze skirt, and the graceful figure under the white thin skirt was clearly visible.

"A change of clothes?"

Ning Yuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Miaosi with a smile: "You girl, what bad intentions do you have?" ”

"No. ”

Miao Si took a sip lightly, her pretty face was slightly red, Lianbu easily sat beside Ning Yuan, and said softly: "Sisters said that the young master is sad today, maybe he has some things on his mind, and the slave doesn't know how to comfort the young master, so she can only think of some ways to make the young master happy." ”

The fairy-like face, as well as a touch of tenderness between the eyebrows, seem to make people fall into it and can't extricate themselves.

Ning Yuan took a deep breath.

The beauty is deep and touching.

"Si'er, you are attentive. ”

"If the young master is willing, it is good to be a furnace every day, and the slaves and maids are also very happy. ”

"Hahaha, then what are you waiting for!"

Ning Yuan laughed, and Miao Si lowered his head shyly: "Young master, I'll turn off the lights." ”

"No, light it. ”

Ning Yuan raised his eyebrows and said with a wicked smile: "I like to turn on the lights." ”

"Huh. ”

Miao Si exclaimed softly, covered his face with his jade hands, was embarrassed, and his voice was like a mosquito and fly: "If the young master is willing, the slave and maid are all up to the young master." ”

The red waves surged overnight, until the east was white, and then the clouds and rain dispersed.

Ning Yuan got up early as usual and started early repair.

His path was far more complicated than that of ordinary monks, and he couldn't be delayed, so he naturally cultivated diligently and diligently, breaking through a few more times, and accumulating enough spiritual energy and physical refinement before he could enter the next realm.

Miao Ling walked into the room with a basin of water.

Miao Si had already woken up, covered with a silk soft quilt, and looked at Miao Ling with a hint of shyness in her big beautiful eyes.

"Wake up, come and wash. ”

Miao Ling chuckled and complained again: "Alas, you are different from Miao Yin, I set up a soundproof magic circle last night, and my sister didn't hear anything." ”

"Oops!"

Miao Si shyly covered her head and shouted in disobedience: "Sister Hugh is going to make fun of me, it will be your turn tonight! ”

"Hmph, dead girl. ”

Miao Ling's cheeks flushed, and she took a crisp bite: "Where did you come from to be so bold and dare to listen to your sister's corner." ”

......

After breakfast.

Ning Yuan was about to study the new Ming God Realm method when he heard a shout from outside the wooden house.

"Senior brother is here to visit, ask to see Senior Brother Holy Son!"

Miao Ling stood by the window and glanced out, turned around and said, "Young Master, it's Lu Ping'an, the son of the second elder of the Punishment Hall. ”

"I don't know him well, what did he come to me for?"

Ning Yuan put down the Heart Sutra chapter in his hand, and turned to secretly ponder: "Could it be that the plot of pretending to be forced to slap his face is about to begin? The elders and disciples of the sect disobey the position of the Holy Son, and they are jealous of the fairy, so they come to the door to provoke?"

"Let him in. ”

Ning Yuan's heart had some expectations.

Eighteen years of life.

The plot of pretending to be forced to slap the face has been rehearsed countless times in my mind, and I have even figured out what posture to use to pretend to be forced.

But no one has ever provoked him.

Now that someone finally came to the door, Ning Yuan couldn't miss him.

"Squeak. ”

Lu Ping'an rubbed his hands and entered the wooden house excitedly.

When he saw Ning Yuan sitting and reading a book, he couldn't help but light up in his eyes.

"What an immortal temperament!"

Lu Ping'an couldn't help but be shocked in his heart.

Meet in person.

Only then did he feel how extraordinary Senior Brother the Holy Son was.

Senior Brother Shengzi is really worthy of being the reincarnation of an ancient sage, the white robe is fluttering like a fairy, the stars are hidden in his eyes, and his temperament is impressive.

"I am the Son. ”

Ning Yuan glanced at Lu Ping'an lightly: "What are you looking for me to do?"

"Senior Brother Holy Son!"

Lu Ping'an took two steps forward excitedly, maybe he felt abrupt again, stood in place, rubbed his hands and said excitedly: "My name is Lu Ping'an, and I am the son of the second elder of the Punishment Hall......

"I like to inquire about the big and small things in the door on weekdays, and I don't know all the news about Kowloon City, and I can also refine the pills!

"If Senior Brother Holy Son has any needs, just tell me that we will fight with Senior Brothers, and I will definitely do my best to help Senior Brother Holy Son!"

Lu Ping'an opened his mouth in a chattering voice, trying his best to introduce his advantages to Senior Brother Shengzi.

In those eyes of expectation and adoration, there was a flash of admiration and fascination that only young people understand.

Ning Yuan frowned secretly.

There's something wrong with the plot.

Shouldn't it be that he came up to question and insult, and then his eyes showed a light of jealousy and hatred, and then he attacked with a magic weapon, and was finally suppressed by himself?

"It turned out that it was not a plot of pretending to be a slap in the face. ”

"Dare to ask Senior Brother, what is pretending to be a slap in the face?"

"It's fine. ”

Ning Yuan waved his hand, a little disappointed: "Long story short, what is the matter with you coming to me?"

Lu Ping'an blurted out: "It was my father who asked me to come." ”

Ning Yuan was curious: "Your father?"

"That's right, my father said, let me follow Senior Brother Holy Son more, learn Senior Brother Holy Son's cultivation path, accompany me around, and make friends. ”

Lu Ping'an moved his father out, and he felt that Senior Brother Shengzi should not refuse his kindness.

"Oh?"

Ning Yuan glanced Lu Ping'an up and down, and asked, "What realm are you?"

It's coming!

This must be a test for Senior Brother Holy Son!

Those who are not potential cannot be companions.

Lu Ping'an opened his mouth and gave a salute with his fists: "Back to the words of the senior brother, the junior brother is not talented, there is one in twenty, he has practiced hard for many years, and he only stepped into the Sanqing realm a few days ago." ”

"There are tens of thousands of disciples in the Nine Dragons Sect, except for the older inner disciples, there are only two Sanqing Realm disciples under thirty, and one of them is me!"

Lu Ping'an's expression carried a hint of pride.

Before the age of thirty, he cultivated to the third realm, and he was indeed proud, and he could be called a little genius.

"It's good, it's amazing. ”

Ning Yuan nodded a little perfunctorily: "But I'm just in the condensation realm, your cultivation realm is higher than mine, how can you learn from me." ”

"If it's all right, go back. ”

Ning Yuan waved his hand, a little excited.

He also thought that someone came to the door to provoke, but it turned out to be a disciple who came to worship the mountain.

Are the disciples of the Nine Dragons Gate so open-minded?

A condensation realm monk became a holy son and became the leader of the younger generation of the sect, and the young monks in the sect didn't have any temper at all?

What about the arrogance of young people?

Have they all been eaten by wild dogs?

Seeing that Ning Yuan was going to drive himself away, Lu Ping'an was anxious.

This is a rare opportunity to have a good relationship with Senior Brother Holy Son, and he can't afford to miss it easily.

"Senior brother's words are wrong!"

Lu Ping'an couldn't help but shout: "Hearing the Tao in no particular order, since you are the senior brother of the Holy Son, you should be outstanding!

"Even before and after the saddle, there will be no complaints about peace!"

A fresh breeze blew in through the window, and the atmosphere in the room seemed much more lonely and silent.

Lu Ping'an's words made Ning Yuan frown.

This person is not familiar with himself, but he lowers his posture like this, and he must have something to ask for.

Could it be that the second elder quietly told Lu Ping'an about his identity as the emperor?

Lu Ping'an saw that Ning Yuan was silent, and he was overjoyed, feeling that he had a play.

"Senior Brother Holy Son, I don't hide it. ”

Lu Ping'an took a step forward and said in a low voice, "I already know your true identity!"

As soon as these words came out, the three maids behind Ning Yuan frowned in unison, and their beautiful eyes revealed a faint killing intent.

The elders of the Nine Dragons Gate really couldn't hide the secret.

Ning Yuan raised his eyebrows and smiled: "My true identity?" ”

"Hehe, it has been recorded in the book for a long time, and the senior brother will know it at a glance!"

Lu Ping'an smiled proudly and reached into his arms, as if he was touching something.

Lu Ping'an quickly took out something from his arms and handed it to Ning Yuan.

It's a book.

Ning Yuan can see clearly, and there is a name "Kyushu Xianxia Zhi" on the outside of the book.

"I've heard of this book, it's just a miscellaneous novel. ”

Ning Yuan was still a little confused, and looked at Lu Ping'an in confusion: "What does this have to do with my true identity?"

"Senior brother, you still don't admit it? ”

Lu Ping'an looked like 'Senior Brother, I already know everything', he looked left and right, and asked in a low voice: "Senior Brother, are you from a big family?"

Ning Yuan nodded: "Sort of." ”

Lu Ping'an said in a low voice: "Then you have a special physique and slow cultivation?"

Ning Yuan continued to nod: "Not bad." ”

Lu Ping'an's eyes were overjoyed, and he continued to ask: "Then you have traveled far away from home and come to Jiulongmen to learn art? The sage found that you had a bright future in the future, so he accepted you as an apprentice." ”

Ning Yuan groaned slightly: "Yes." ”

Lu Ping'an was very excited: "I really didn't guess wrong! Senior brother, I have one last question." ”

Ning Yuan nodded: "Ask." ”

Lu Ping'an took a deep breath, looked at Ning Yuan, and spoke word by word.

"Senior brother, have you ever been divorced?"