Su Huaigu picked up the scroll and looked at it for a moment, then looked at Ning Baifeng again, and was silent.

The atmosphere suddenly calmed down, Ning Baifeng and Nie Hongzhu glanced at each other, knowing that Su Huaigu had something on his mind, so he didn't bother with anything, just waited quietly.

After a long time, Su Huaigu suddenly raised his head and asked a very surprising question, "Ning boy, how many objects containing spiritual energy do you still have on your body." ”

Ning Baifeng was stunned for a moment, and didn't react for a long time.

Su Huaigu looked at him dumbfounded, and instantly became angry, and slapped Ning Baifeng on the back of the head, "Ask you, what are you doing in a daze!"

Ning Baifeng was a little puzzled, he didn't know why Su Huaigu was asking this, and said with a wry smile: "Something happened to my body two days ago, the spirit fruit and spirit grass were all consumed, and there was some immortal money left." ”

Ning Baifeng himself was a little surprised when he said this, when did he exaggerate so much, and the poor only had money left.

It's kind of floating.

As soon as Su Huaigu heard that something had happened to him, he immediately put his hand on Ning Baifeng's shoulder.

Ning Baifeng only felt a stream of heat rushing into his body, flowing all over his body in an instant, and then disappearing.

Su Huaigu looked at Ning Baifeng with a shocked expression, and only after a while did he say to himself: "The acquired sword fetus? ”

Ning Baifeng raised his eyebrows, he had heard of the congenital sword fetus, some people were born with special physiques, and they had a very high compatibility with the sword, and they were born to be the material for sword cultivation, but the acquired sword fetus was the first time he had heard of it. As for the pulseless body, it is unheard of.

Su Huaigu pondered for a moment, a little unsure of what was going on, and asked, "You said that something was wrong with your body, let's hear about it." ”

For several days, Ning Baifeng had been trying to figure out what had happened to his body, and he looked through all the books on his body, but he had no clue, and could only sigh that his knowledge was shallow. Now there is someone who can answer it himself, and he can't ask for it.

As for the issue of trust in Su Huaigu, just like the other party said, if he wanted to take away Ning Baifeng, he would rely on the means of fixing people with one hand just now, and Ning Baifeng would not be enough at all.

What's more, Ning Baifeng has always believed in his intuition, the first time he relied on intuition, he met Yuan Zhen, and the second time he befriended Zhao Shuo, which turned out to be right afterwards. Intuitively, the old man Su Huaigu has no malicious intent, and it is true that he is close friends with Uncle Liu, and he can be trusted.

Therefore, from beginning to end, Ning Baifeng told the original story of the changes that occurred on his body from Binhai County to Zizhu Forest.

After finishing speaking, Ning Baifeng looked at the old man with a worried expression.

Su Huaigu touched his beard and pondered for a long time.

Inadvertently, his eyes flicked, looking at Ning Baifeng's appearance, Su Huaigu smiled: "The physique is developing in a good direction, don't worry." It will take some time to see how it will be. ”

Ning Baifeng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Huaigu picked up the scroll again, raised his hand, and the scroll was suspended in the air, and after a flash of white light, Nie Hongzhu was instantly included in the painting.

Ning Baifeng suddenly felt that his body was light, as if a thin veil covering his body had been removed.

Su Huaigu looked at the scroll and said meaningfully: "Ning boy, how about you do a pen deal?"

Ning Baifeng paused for a moment, "What kind of deal?"

Su Huaigu said with a smile: "The old man is in the painting, and you do three things for the old man." ”

Ning Baifeng was a little stunned for a moment.

Things came too suddenly, and a moment ago he was dissatisfied with the fairy in the painting, and now he said that he lived in the painting, and this reversal was too fast.

Ning Baifeng shook his head and said, "Mr. Su, this deal is estimated to be impossible. ”

Su Huaigu asked, "Why?"

Ning Baifeng said: "I can't paint, let alone the immortals in the painting." ”

The fairy in the painting was bought by him, and although he saw it in his eyes when Lu Yu, the land prince, painted, he really didn't understand the doorway. Su Huaigu just wanted to be painted into the painting, but he couldn't do anything, he couldn't run back across the ocean now and find Lu Yu to repaint. Besides, even if you go back now, I don't know if Lu Yu is still there. Secondly, as far as Ning Baifeng's cultivation was still rolling in the Three Realms of the Mortal Fetus, he had to hide far away when he saw an earth immortal, let alone a saint. One breath can blow him to death.

Su Huaigu was not surprised at all by such an answer, but smiled and said: "You don't have to think much about painting, when the old man was young, he studied in the Jiangshan Society, although his painting skills are not as good as those of calligraphy and painting saints, but this is just a rare level of painting immortals, it is still extremely simple." ”

Jiangshan Shejitu, the holy land of calligraphers and painters, a painting is a world. Ning Baifeng remembered very well that when he was in Yingyue Lake, he had heard others talk about it. But the monk of the calligrapher and painter, he walked so far and saw nothing, but he saw a land that was worshiped by incense. I didn't expect the old man in front of me to know this, and he also studied in the Jiangshan Society, the holy land of calligraphy and painting.

The problem of painting was solved, and it was a great opportunity to get a picture scroll where the soul of a saint dwelled, but Ning Baifeng still couldn't agree.

From beginning to end, Ning Baifeng believed that the pay and the return were equal, and even the pay was far greater than the return.

The three things of a saint, can they be the three simple things of eating, drinking, sleeping, etc.? The Holy Soul Scroll is a treasure and a chance, yes, but he can't catch this kind of opportunity.

Su Huaigu saw through Ning Baifeng's thoughts, and said with a smile: "Three things, with your current ability, you will definitely not be able to do it, and it is difficult for you to do it now." First of all, the first thing is to wait for you to set foot in the Grandmaster Realm, go to the Zhenwu Dojo as an old man's disciple, climb to the top of Zhenwu Mountain, and set up a tablet to engrave words. ”

The True Martial Arts Dojo is another holy place. Your old man is worthy of being a saint, and he has dealt with these holy places.

Ning Baifeng said helplessly: "Mr. Su, it must be very simple to climb to the top of Zhenwu Mountain with your ability, what else do you want me to do." ”

Su Huaigu stroked his beard and smiled, a hint of remembrance flashed on his face, "The old man's heart was too high back then, and he was a fellow practitioner of civil and military affairs, and he once vowed to engrave a monument on Zhenwu Mountain and set up a statue in the Xue Palace. Later, he participated in a bad thing with Liu Jian, and soon went to the outside world, but the thing was not done. ”

Again, Jixia School Palace, the holy land of Confucianism. It's only a few words, and there are three holy places in your old mouth, which are as ordinary as eating and drinking, and you don't take the holy places seriously.

Ning Baifeng was a little unsure, "The second thing won't be that I want to go to the Jixia School Palace to erect a statue, right?"

Su Huaigu said with a smile: "That's not necessary, the matter of standing a statue, when I left this world, the old man's students were already doing it, and after so many years, there must have been some results." ”

Ning Baifeng immediately asked, "Then what is the second thing, and what is the other thing." ”

Su Huaigu looked at him with a smile, "Why have you become quite clever now, and you still know how to weigh the pros and cons before making a decision." ”

Ning Baifeng scratched his head and laughed, looking at it, he was stupidly bubbling.

Su Huaigu looked at him pretending to be stupid, and said with a smile: "The rest of the matter, I will tell you one day when I think you are capable enough, don't worry that you won't be able to do it." ”

Ning Baifeng thought for a moment, and then asked, "Is it difficult to go to Zhenwu Mountain?"

Su Huaigu nodded and said, "Extremely difficult!"

Ning Baifeng slapped the tea table, "It's done!"

Doing business with a saint is difficult to meet the identity, didn't you look at the holy land just now, if it was simple, Ning Baifeng felt that there was a trap in it. Besides, I don't know how long it will take to get to the Five Realms, and there is time to do it slowly.

Su Huaigu smiled, and the expression on his face was a little like a weasel stealing a chicken, and he couldn't be proud. Ning Baifeng, who was watching, was thinking if he was blinded by chance and agreed too quickly.

It seemed that Ning Baifeng had some regret, and the old man smiled even more happily.

Without waiting for Ning Baifeng to speak, Su Huaigu waved his hand, "Confucianism has a saying, and a gentleman has a word." The ancestor of the business, do business pay attention to credibility. We can't do what we regret. ”

Ning Baifeng smiled bitterly and shook his head, sure enough, people have become old and become essence, this is not only becoming essence, but also becoming a saint.

In fact, regret is just for show, Ning Baifeng is secretly happy in his heart, although the old man's affairs are estimated to be difficult to do, but after all, it will not harm him, because there is no need for that. And a picture scroll of the soul of a saint, the value is simply immeasurable, no matter how you look at Ning Baifeng, he feels that it is very profitable.

It's just that soon, Su Huaigu's words made him feel like he was vomiting blood.

Su Huaigu pointed to the scroll and said with a smile: "The old man paints, using aura as ink, even if the forbidden spirit realm is removed now, there is no aura here, so it can only be obtained from valuable prices." The clothes on your body are good, the jade pendant on your waist is okay, the sword on your back is okay, the sword box behind your waist and the small things inside are very good, and, what did you just say, there is still a lot of fairy money in the mustard seed bag, take it out, take it out, these may not be enough, your mustard seed bag is estimated to be able to make do. ”

Every time the old man said the same, Ning Baifeng's face darkened a little, until he finished speaking, his face was as black as a pot.

Ning Baifeng gritted his teeth and said, "Dare to love your old man, and count on me from the beginning." ”

When the matter was revealed, Su Huaigu didn't feel embarrassed at all, but laughed and said, "Doing business, who hasn't thought about it yet, right." Besides, after the old man lived in the picture scroll, he was subject to you from now on, and in the final analysis, you still earned it. What is this black face doing, it's almost enough. ”

That's right, in fact, the Holy Soul is in the picture scroll and is controlled by others, and Ning Baifeng has indeed earned it. It's just that he was reluctant, and finally praised such a piece of belonging, and in the blink of an eye, he was about to be fed into a bottomless pit, and no one wanted to do this.

Just in an instant, Ning Baifeng thought of a certain possibility, looked at the old man's soul-like entity, and asked cautiously, "How long can it exist?"

The old man's laughter stopped abruptly, and after a while, he said, "How do you know?" ”

Ning Baifeng said regretfully: "An old Taoist priest once told me that the children of Confucianism, with the spirit of heaven and earth, will also return to heaven and earth after death. Martial artists only cultivate the physical body, not the soul, and there is no soul out of the body after death. You old civil and military initiates, the way you are now, sooner or later, will be scattered between heaven and earth, it is only a matter of time. Also, I really can't find a reason to make the soul of a saint willing to have no afterlife, to commit to the scroll. ”

In an instant, the old man's body fell down, and he no longer had the same high spirit as before.

Ning Baifeng's heart was a little sour.

Su Huaigu knew what he was thinking, and smiled calmly: "The old man came back, in fact, half of the reason was that he came to you. Although I didn't know who you were before I came, whoever let the old man put up a friend like Liu Jian can only be regarded as a bitter fate. It's just that your baby is not bad, so that the old man is happy to see it, I just hope you don't blame the old man for coming too late. ”

At this moment, Ning Baifeng suddenly thought about Uncle Liu a little, and he wanted to drink a little.

Ning Baifeng stretched out his hand to take down the scroll, "Old Su, I won't do this deal, you can say all three things, even if I can't do it now, as long as I don't die, there will always be a day when I can do it." ”

Su Huaigu stroked his beard, and he was relieved, feeling that the more he looked at it, the more pleasing it was to the eye.

It's just that without waiting for Ning Baifeng to put away the scroll, Su Huaigu stretched out his hand to stop him, and pretended to be angry: "Nonsense! They all say that only half of the reason is to look for you." In this way, there is the other half of the things I don't do, don't say anything, you go, just your current three-legged cat's kung fu, the old man can count on you!"

Ning Baifeng was silent.

Perhaps because he felt that his words were too heavy, Su Huaigu sighed, "If you really think about me, just do it, after all, there is not a lot of time." ”

Ning Baifeng felt panicked in his heart, and it took a long time to hold back a sentence, "But I want you to have an afterlife." ”

Su Huaigu laughed, "Big husband, if you have this life, why do you need the next life!"

The voice is deafening.

Ning Baifeng's heart was agitated, the sadness in his heart was gone, and his pride was suddenly born.