Three days later, Ning Baifeng's wound healed.

Yuan Zhen sat under the golden laurel tree in the courtyard, watered the lush little tree, and flipped through the "Nongsang" sent by the old mountain master.

An unfamiliar visitor knocked on the door of Ning Baifeng's residence, and although the door was not closed, it was still extremely polite.

Ning Baifeng put away an embroidered bag and two long swords on the table, and motioned for someone to come in and sit down.

It was a thin man with two eyebrows across his forehead like knives, and his breath was extremely fierce.

The moment the emaciated man entered the room, the old Taoist priest appeared at the table without warning.

The emaciated man didn't feel the slightest surprise, and said with a smile: "Old Zhenjun forgive me, Ziming should have gone to pay homage first, but Zhenjun has a ban, so he doesn't dare to knock on the door rashly, for fear of disturbing Zhenjun's cultivation." Therefore, I came to Ning Gongzi's residence first, visited first, and hoped that Zhenjun would not be blamed. ”

The old Taoist priest sat at the table by himself, stretched out his hand and poured three cups of tea, and said indifferently: "Come in and sit." ”

The thin man sat down at the spare table, looked at the old Taoist priest opposite, looked carefully for a moment, a subtle look flashed in his eyes, and said with a smile: "The demeanor of the true monarch is still the same, which is really admired by the younger generation." ”

The old Taoist priest drank tea and said flatly: "Polite words are exempt, the old Taoist is not a scholar, he doesn't have so many fancy intestines, and he has something to talk about." ”

The emaciated man nodded and said, "I won't say much about the polite words, the junior Lin Ziming, this time I came to visit, and I specially came to make amends." ”

Ning Baifeng turned the teacup in his hand and asked, "The Lin family's bureau was designed by you." ”

Lin Ziming raised his eyebrows, like a sharp knife, "How can you see it." ”

Ning Baifeng glanced at the man's knife-like eyebrows slightly, looked into the other party's eyes, and said, "Someone once told me that when the prey falls into the static trap, the first person to run to check it must be the hunter who fell into the trap. ”

Lin Ziming's eyebrows were loosened, like a sharp knife slashing down, and he smiled: "Good insight." ”

Neither admitted, nor denied.

After drinking the tea in the cup, Lin Ziming said solemnly: "The Lin family has your help to have this harvest." Willing to take out the annual profit of the upcoming Xianji Bazaar, as well as this golden cinnamon garden as an apology and thanks-giving gift, what do the two think. ”

Lin Ziming looked at the old Taoist priest and said the price he could give.

After a moment of silence, the old Taoist priest asked, "How long is the deadline?" ”

Lin Ziming replied: "As long as the Xianji Market is still surnamed Lin." ”

The old Taoist priest held a teacup in his hand.

This indemnity is really not light, you must know that as far as the current three major markets are concerned, it is not a joke to make money every day. Accumulated, 20% a year, how huge the number is. These are obviously given to the old Taoist priest, and they should be used as a thank you gift.

As for this Golden Gui Garden, it should not be underestimated.

Thanking for the gift is so important, but it's not just a gift.

The old Taoist priest sneered: "You are so generous, you know that you offend people, so you will give a big gift directly." Not to mention the two percent of the market's profits, just the golden cinnamon in this garden, it is not money that can be bought, give it some time, and wait until it bears cinnamon, it is a big harvest, you are willing to do it. With your temperament, there are some of Chef Lin's appearances back then. ”

Lin Ziming smiled slightly, with a hint of pride in his humility, which was quite as his name suggested.

The old Taoist priest seemed to be a little reluctant to eat this set, and frowned: "Your two percent profits, the old Taoist priest doesn't plan to eat so much, leaving one achievement is enough, and the rest is reserved for Chef Lin to make a coffin." ”

Turning his head to Ning Baifeng, he said: "Ning boy, this villa is given to you, take it, and when the time comes, this golden cinnamon will bear guizi and keep it as a jelly bean." ”

There was a hint of inexplicability in his tone.

Ning Baifeng's eyes moved, he thought for a while, and said: "Senior, I plan to travel far away, and I won't come back in a short time, this villa is useless to keep, and there is no one to take care of it, so let's replace it with something else." ”

Before the old Taoist priest could speak, Lin Ziming preemptively said: "This matter, Ning Gongzi doesn't have to worry, the Lin family of Jingui Villa is responsible for helping to take care of it, including all the spiritual root trees of this Annex, as well as the prohibitions on the periphery, are all handled by the Lin family, ensuring that Ning Gongzi will only be better when he returns, but there will be no damage in the slightest." In the same way, the one Cheng Li that Zhenjun said will be sent to Zhenjun's Taoist temple every year. ”

Ning Baifeng looked at Lin Ziming, and he already knew in his heart that if he said that opening his mouth before was such a big gift and had the meaning of thanks, then now this eager tone is obviously the meaning of wooing and climbing friendship. I can still understand after making friends with the old Taoist, how to say that he is also a Yuan Infant Earth Immortal, and his thighs are thick enough. And I'm a beginner qi practitioner, but it's a little too much, if I understand it correctly, in the words of the old Taoist, it's to make a bet. Like the last three runes, a long-term bet.

The old Taoist snorted coldly: "The abacus is quite loud." ”

Ning Baifeng was about to open his mouth again to refuse, but the old Taoist priest said: "Take it, just pick it up, when you come back, even the roots and soil will be pulled up and removed." ”

Ning Baifeng thought about it and nodded in agreement.

Lin Ziming smiled lightly: "The matter is settled, Lin will leave first and will not disturb you." ”

Get ready to get up and leave.

The old Taoist priest stretched out his hand and pressed it on the table, shouting, "Slow, what's the hurry." ”

Lin Ziming's body was only an inch away from the table and stool, and he couldn't move anymore, and all the qi on his body was squeezed into one place, as if he was being held in his hand.

The old Taoist priest said calmly: "Before the matter is over, I am in a hurry to leave, wouldn't it be cheap for you." ”

Lin Ziming's face stiffened, and he said: "What else does Zhenjun have to say, as long as the juniors can do it, they will never refuse." ”

The old Taoist priest sneered: "You said this. ”

Lin Ziming was shocked.

The old Taoist priest said: "Have you seen the two swords on the bed, take them and smelt them into one, and raise the grade." Moreover, the person who Daning and the Sun family come to talk about will be handed over to you, and you will be in charge of the proportion. ”

Lin Ziming chuckled in his heart, secretly exclaiming that it was not good, he was really afraid of something, the reason why he wanted to leave after talking was that he hid these things, but he still didn't escape.

Sure enough, people are old and fine, and they can't be provoked.

Lin Ziming smiled bitterly and said, "Old Zhenjun, isn't this making my Lin family a villain." ”

The old Taoist squinted his eyes and said: "This garden belongs to your Lin family, who can be hidden from the hidden prohibition outside, do you think you will take off the relationship if you send it out?" The smell is all stained on the body, and I don't care about a little more, you say yes." ”

Lin Ziming's face was even more bitter, he didn't have the previous self-satisfaction, but he couldn't refuse, so he had to accept it.

As soon as he raised his hand, the two swords flew into Lin Ziming's arms with a "bang".

Lin Ziming hugged his sword and saluted, turned around and left.

Before leaving, Ning Baifeng said loudly: "Please send a pen by the way, I want to practice calligraphy recently." ”

Lin Ziming hesitated, turned his head and looked at Ning Baifeng with a strange expression, seeing that he was not joking, he had to nod and stride away.

After the words were finished, the old Taoist priest turned around and left.

Ning Baifeng immediately asked, "Senior doesn't plan to sit for a while. ”

The old Taoist priest paused, turned his head to look at Ning Baifeng, and only nodded after a while, his tone subtle, "Then sit for a while." ”

After the old Taoist priest sat down, Ning Baifeng took out an embroidered bag from his arms and handed it to the old Taoist priest, "Senior, help take a look, what is this." ”

The old Taoist priest hooked his fingers, and the embroidered bag rotated on the desktop like a dance, and the closed bag mouth expanded, and several things jumped out of it with the old Taoist fingers, and placed them on the table one by one.

There were not many things in the embroidered bag, a few blue clothes, a two-foot square wooden box, a money bag, and a large seven-foot-long wooden box.

Ning Baifeng looked at the old Taoist's fingers in amazement, and then also learned to stretch out his fingers and mobilize the vitality in the sea of qi, although it was very difficult, it was barely possible.

The old Taoist priest saw that the things in the embroidery bag no longer flew out, so he stopped his fingers and said: "This thing is called the mustard seed bag, which means mustard seeds and Sumeru, and the inside can store items, but only dead things." This thing is not common, it is a treasure, take care of it, and be careful not to expose your wealth. As for the usage, you have also seen it, and slowly explore it yourself. ”

Ning Baifeng nodded, looked through the wooden box in front of the old Taoist priest, and saw that it contained a box full of folded back money, and when he opened the money bag, it was some scattered silver taels and two large gold ingots. As for the large box placed on the ground, it was a variety of spirit fruit spirit materials, and Ning Baifeng even saw a huge piece of black ore underneath.

With great difficulty in mobilizing his vitality to his fingers, Ning Baifeng put things into the embroidery bag quite unfamiliarly, leaving only a few pieces of clothing.

The old Taoist priest nodded, "I learn very quickly." ”

Ning Baifeng moved his clothes aside, looked at the old Taoist, and said calmly, "Senior, don't you say something?"

The old Taoist priest was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, he said, "Be honest?"

Ning Baifeng said firmly: "Be open and honest!"

The old Taoist priest poured himself a cup of tea and asked, "What do you want to know, let's hear it, if the question is not good, the old Taoist is too lazy to answer." ”

Ning Baifeng nodded and said, "How much time do seniors have left?" ”

The old Taoist priest's hand was stiff when he poured the tea, and the tea was rarely spilled outside the cup.

The fact that a primordial earth immortal would make such a mistake shows what kind of turbulent waves he has set off in his heart.

After a few breaths, the old Taoist priest came to his senses, filled the cup of tea, took a big sip, and then said: "Sure enough, it is like a torch, how can you see it." ”

Ning Baifeng's face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "The breath on the body of the predecessor, especially the stagnant water is lifeless, and even faintly hidden under this stagnant water There is an extremely chaotic feeling, this kind of qi I have seen before, and this kind of qi can only be possessed by the dying person." ”、

The old Taoist priest sighed, "It's three years and five years, and it's more than ten years." It won't take too long, and you don't have to worry about being seen, few people have this ability, even if there is another Extreme Realm Immortal now, Lao Dao is still sure to kill. I actually hope that Emperor Daning will tear his face and send someone again, so that it can be done once and for all. ”

Ning Baifeng got the exact answer, and his heart was cold. If the guess is correct, this should be the price of killing the soldier Immortal Xu Gong. Since he came out of retreat in the academy, the old Taoist's qi has become abnormal, although it has changed, but it is not a big problem. But after the end of this war, if the old Taoist morale is dead, it is really unacceptable.

Ning Baifeng was a little sad, after all, he had been on the same road with the old Taoist for so long, and the old Taoist was not bad, and he took care of himself, so he couldn't bear to watch the old Taoist die, and said bitterly: "If you die, what will Yuanzhen do." ”

The old Taoist priest didn't think much about it, and replied: "His future path has been decided, so you can sit back and relax." ”

Then he reacted again, and said with a strange smile: "Why don't you ask yourself." ”

Ning Baifeng said calmly: "When the seniors found us, didn't they come for Yuanzhen. ”

The old Taoist priest said: "What do you say?" ”

Ning Baifeng said: "At first, when you followed us, I thought you had another purpose, but it didn't feel like it. Until the night you broke through to the Yuanying Realm, after you built that bridge for me, it made no sense, and deliberately made excuses to strike hot iron and break the last barrier on the Yuanzhen Qi Sea. According to my guess, at that time, your heaven and earth aura surged, and you couldn't suppress it, rather than dissipating, it was better to favor the younger generations, so you made this matter in one go. ”

"You should know that my eyes are quite special, and when I first saw Yuan Zhen, I could see that his physical talent was amazing. What's more, I once heard a sentence from the dog demon, the congenital Dao fetus, which is Yuanzhen. And along the way, you seem to be spoiled by Yuanzhen, as long as I am not blind, I can naturally understand. ”

"As for myself, I guess you may have considered this kind of thing, and I don't know what made you give up this idea in the end, but if you take care of me, according to the style of you great monks, it is just a convenient thing, otherwise you will not be calculated together. ”

The old Taoist priest pinched the teacup and looked at Ning Baifeng with a smile and a word, his eyes full of approval.