Ning Yuan thought that Zheng Yifan was unconscious, and thought that he would find an excuse to visit tomorrow.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Yifan was even more eager to make contact than himself, so as soon as he woke up from his coma and asked about the situation tonight, he couldn't wait to invite Ning Yuan to stay.

So much so that the spirit wine was put on the table, and he didn't have time to change out of a tattered and dusty robe.

The west gate of the whole gate is in the side hall.

The two sat across from each other, and the maid and attendant were waiting outside the door.

Seeing Zheng Yifan like this, it is obvious that there is something that cannot be heard by a third party to talk to Ning Yuan.

"Tonight's martial arts meeting, I didn't expect such a thing to happen, which made the nobles laugh. ”

"Wang Hui is a masterpiece in Zhongzhou, and it is obviously reasonable to be helped by Qingyuelou. ”

"Hahaha, sure enough, Brother Ning understands this seat!"

Zheng Yifan laughed, raised his glass in salute, Ning Yuan smiled slightly, but he didn't procrastinate, and raised his head to drink into his throat.

"Brother Ning, aren't you worried that this seat is poisoned in the wine?"

Zheng Yifan suddenly spoke, with a hint of laughter in his eyes, staring at Ning Yuan's eyes: "The little sword saint Wang Hui before, but he said that this seat used the poison pill to frame him, isn't Brother Ning worried?"

"I can trust Brother Ning!"

Ning Yuan put down his wine glass and laughed: "I'm just a first-order condensation realm cultivator, why bother Brother Ning to kill me, and this wine tastes good, even if it is poisonous, I still want to drink a few more glasses." ”

"Brother Ning is really a cheerful person!"

Zheng Yifan sighed: "It's not enough for this seat to be as free and easy as Brother Ning, but this seat still has doubts in his heart." ”

"Brother Yifan, please speak. ”

Ning Yuan poured the wine by himself, and really drank a few more glasses, and Zheng Yifan, who was watching, couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly.

This is a heartless fool.

"Brother Ning's surname ......"

Zheng Yifan's expression was a little hesitant and hesitant: "Could it be that it is related to the Ning clan of the Great Xia Dynasty?"

The Ning clan of the Great Xia Dynasty, from the line of the Great Emperor, is a side line of the Great Emperor, and guards Zhongzhou for the Great Emperor.

"Great Xia Dynasty?"

Ning Yuan smiled dumbly and spread out his hand: "Brother Yifan, you see that I am a little like the heir of the Great Xia Dynasty, if there is really a child like me, I am afraid that I will not be angry with the ancestors." ”

"Brother Ning is really free and easy. ”

Zheng Yifan breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "It's not good." ”

As he expected, it seems that Ning Yuan has some background, but it is not a taboo.

Zheng Yifan also felt that what Ning Yuan said made sense, all the Ning disciples of the Great Xia Dynasty were Tianjiao, and they had never heard of a monk in the Condensation Realm.

30,000 years ago, the emperor preached and gave many Ning surnames, which continue to this day, and there are many Ning clans in Zhongzhou.

He felt that Ning Yuan should be just one of the many Ning clans in Zhongzhou, and it had nothing to do with the Great Xia Dynasty.

As long as Ning Yuan is not the heir of the Great Xia Dynasty, things will be much easier.

As for the Ning family's main sect, the line of the Great Emperor's Mansion ...... Zheng Yifan never thought that Ning Yuan could be the heir of the emperor!

And Ning Yuan really didn't lie.

He is not a descendant of the Ning clan of the Great Xia Dynasty, he is a descendant of the Ning clan of the Great Emperor's Mansion, and the son of the Great Emperor.

"Why is Brother Yifan asking like this?"

Ning Yuan asked casually, Zheng Yifan suddenly smiled: "Brother Ning wants to know?"

"Wondering. ”

"Okay, then I'll tell Brother Ning. ”

Zheng Yifan's expression suddenly became serious, and he looked at Ning Yuan seriously: "I poisoned it in this wine." ”

“？？？”

The expression on Ning Yuan's face turned from chic to stunned, and he looked at Zheng Yifan blankly: "Isn't it?"

The emperor's acting skills are excellent, and his expression and eyes are very in place.

Silence is better than sound at this point.

Ning Yuan's expression fully expressed what he wanted to say:

A condensation realm, you also want to poison it?

"I think Brother Ning should not be deeply involved in the world, and the elders have never taught you, strangers' spiritual wine, don't drink it indiscriminately?"

Zheng Yifan looked at Ning Yuan with a smile, his eyes didn't seem to be fake.

He did poison him.

Ning Yuan also knew.

Ning Yuan tasted it when he drank the first cup.

The Pill, which is not a precious poison, is just a poison pill in the lower three realms, and ordinary monks take it, if it is cultivated deeply, it can be turned into it.

If the cultivation is not enough, you will have to endure the pain of seven days of bone erosion and die, which is quite inhumane.

This Zheng Yifan also picked the door and used cheap poison to poison, it is really snobbish enough, what kind of person deserves what kind of poison?

In the face of Wang Hui, I have to use a saint-grade poison, and I, Ning Yuan, am just worthy of eating a myelin-eroding pill melted in wine?

"Brother Yifan, are you really poisoned?"

Ning Yuan smashed his mouth and poured another glass of spirit wine to drink.

Zheng Yifan was stunned: "Why do you still want to drink?"

"I couldn't accept the news, so I had a drink to suppress the shock. ”

Ning Yuan spread out his hand, satisfied Zheng Yifan's thoughts, and asked along the way: "Why do you want to poison me? I have only just gone out to practice, and I have no grudges with you in the past and no enmity in the near future!"

"To be honest, I am very good friends with Brother Ning and appreciate it, but unfortunately Brother Ning's identity is too attractive. ”

Zheng Yifan sighed, this poisoner was still so polite: "If Brother Ning is related to the Great Xia Dynasty, I don't dare to mess around, but Brother Ning doesn't have a deep background, but he has a treasure trove that makes this seat greedy." ”

"You want spirit stones?"

Ning Yuan put down the wine glass and said seriously: "Don't tear up the ticket, I'll give you the spirit stone." ”

"Rip the ticket?"

Zheng Yifan pondered for a while about this new word, and said with a smile: "Brother Ning, don't be anxious, I won't hurt you, I just want to give you a chance." ”

"Give me a chance. ”

Ning Yuan smiled: "Then you still need to poison?"

"The stakes are too high to be taken lightly. ”

Zheng Yifan said with a smile: "If Brother Ning is willing to join forces with me, I will offer the antidote with both hands." This is a modified version of the poison, and no one can cure it,"

"Do I have a choice?"

Ning Yuan poured another glass of wine and sighed: "Say, what do you want me to do." ”

Cup after cup, watching Zheng Yifan's eyebrows jump.

Poisonous wine, it tastes extraordinarily fragrant?

But no matter how much he drank, the poison had already taken effect,

"Brother Ning, let's be honest, three years ago, I was just an outer disciple of the whole sect. ”

Zheng Yifan squinted his eyes slightly, looked at Ning Yuan and said with a smile: "In three years, I am now a young saint. ”

"I really admire Brother Fan's thick accumulation. ”

"Brother Ning, do you want to know why?"

"Listen up. ”

"I have a secret method to help. ”

Zheng Yifan smiled proudly, extremely conceited: "Although this method is more troublesome, it has an excellent effect, and it can help people to improve their cultivation quickly, break through the shackles of talent, and achieve immortality!"

"I'm ashamed to say that without this method, with my qualifications, I may not be able to become holy for 3,000 years. ”

"There is such a wonderful method in the world!"

Ning Yuan was very face-saving, surprised, and his face was full of surprise: "Brother Ning, is this the great opportunity you want to give me?"

"Not bad!"

Zheng Yifan squinted his eyes slightly at Ning Yuan, and said in a deep voice: "My brother Guan Ning is old, but he is still in the condensation realm, and he is obviously also troubled by talent. ”

"yes!"

Ning Yuan nodded with deep feelings, and sighed deeply: "My father often talks about me because of this matter, from novels to adulthood, he has forced me to cultivate, but it's annoying." ”

Emperor Ning was indeed harsh on Ning Yuan, and when he was not in retreat, he took the school to practice every day, and poured the emperor's qi into Ning Yuan every day to wash the marrow of Ning Yuan's body.

"It seems that you and I are both fellow believers. ”

Zheng Yifan's eyes looked at Ning Yuan a little softer.

I used to be a scumbag.

Why bother each other.

"But from today onwards, our future path will change!"

He said in a deep voice: "I have a secret method to help, please Brother Ning come with me." ”

"Good!"

Ning Yuan nodded dryly.

He was also curious about what was the origin of the magic method that could shape a young saint.