Kun-Lai's undercover life is still alive after the calamity
An Ning's ancestral home is in Central Continent. About a hundred years ago, his grandfather crossed the river that separated Central Continent and Western Continent, and came to the border of Xiao State in Xi Continent by himself.
The West Continent is vast. Although it is prosperous now, there are countless barren mountains and ridges. Ferocious beasts often come down the mountains and harass the houses. Therefore, the practice of martial arts is very prosperous.
Although the Western Continent is guarded by Kun-Lai, the countries are not peaceful. The three major suzerain countries have frictions with each other, and the small ministers will have the Xiaoqiang Rebellion, annexation and destruction within a hundred years. For disputes between these countries, as long as Don't make a big event like massacre, Kun-Lai never cares about it.
In addition, it has been more than 600 years of picking dragons and phoenixes, no one can say whether any small village or household will have an ancestor still living in Kun-Lai, so even if there are war bandits, they dare not do too much.
An Ning was born in this relatively stable environment.
His family is not bad in the provincial capital of Xiao Kingdom. He has learned to read and write quickly since he was a child. He thought he was no different from his companions on the street. However, the accident happened when he was five years old.
That year, the mother gave birth to a pair of male fetuses and fell asleep exhausted. It was also on that day that several strangers came to his house, carrying a box and talking to his grandfather for a long time. He bowed his head silently.
The next day, he and his two younger brothers were taken away!
They came to a sect in Central Continent. In fact, they were not small. There was an ancestor who transformed gods in the sect. No one had seen him. , instilling in him and the two younger brothers the cultivation of the grandfather in the sect, as well as the support over the years, so that they should remember the kindness, be loyal to the sect, work hard to be admitted to Kun-Lai, learn the Taoist method, and let the sect carry forward.
An Ning stayed in this small sect for seven years. He encountered several sect crises, and saw the brothers and sisters in the sect fighting for their lives for a little chance. There were often disciples who never returned. The elders sighed every day, listening to Zhongzhou. The story of the practice, watching the servants in the door get a little reward of happiness.
He once slipped down the mountain to play, and the town at the foot of the mountain felt that he had the protection of the fairy gate, there was no intrusion by spirit beasts, there was no need to pay beast tax, and he could have a meal. It was a fairy life.
An Ning curiously took a bite of the food they cooked, and his throat was scratched by the unfinished wotou, his face full of disbelief.
He remembered that on the other side of the big river, it was his hometown. Although it was not considered a fine grain, at least the chaff and husks had been washed away!
Later, he found that many people here went to the other side of the river to work, and they would bring a very thick piece of cloth to their children as a gift to their families.
An Ning remembered that her mother used this kind of thick cloth to make clothes, saying that it was a weaving method brought back by immortals from Kun-Lai Immortal Mountain, which was wear-resistant and durable, and the price was not expensive.
He once asked the townspeople why they didn't live on the other side of the river
The family said why they didn't have it, but the money wasn't enough. When I saved a little more, I'd take my family to live there.
An Ning wanted to go home.
When he was twelve years old and his younger brother was seven years old, he was a little sensible, and the people in the sect sent them back to their parents in Xizhou.
It turned out that the pick of the dragon and the phoenix was about to begin.
His father and grandfather urged him to remember the kindness of the sect, and sent him and his younger brother to choose.
The younger brothers lost the election, and he entered the outer door alone.
An Ning was very uneasy. Kun-Lai's name had long been entrenched in the souls of every Xizhou people, and he respected it. When he thought that he was going to be an undercover agent, he became more and more uneasy.
Then soon there was no time for restlessness.
The schoolwork in the outer door is so heavy that if he doesn't work hard, he doesn't even have time to go to the toilet.
But whenever he has free time, he can't help comparing Kun-Lai with the sect.
However, when he ate the first mouthful of Lingmi, the nourishing and wonderful taste of the training put a huge weight on the balance in his heart, almost causing the end of the original martial art to rise to the sky.
Not to mention the teachings of various famous teachers, An Ning estimated that the hundreds of teachers in the outer sect are at the Jindan stage at least. It is no problem to be an elder in a small sect. The situation is chaotic. Occasionally, Jindan disciples will appear, and they will also be involved in various conflicts. If there is not a god-turning ancestor in the door, I am afraid that they will have been annexed long ago.
Then, he met his brother.
Kun-Lai Outer Sect's house is a two-person room. Senior brother is one year older than him and lives in the same room with him. In the twelve years, he has been caring for him, and he is more humorous and humorous.
Even if he was too slack in his studies, he might get passed the exam. He couldn't help but feel anxious and asked his senior brother what if he failed.
Senior brother smiled casually, saying that it was a big deal to jump off the cloud cliff, and do it again in twelve years.
An Ning was startled, the cloud cliff was hundreds of meters high, and it was bottomless. Did you jump down and was there life
Since then, he has been urging his brother to study every day, racking his brains, trying his best to do everything from staring at people to helping his brother to recite and recite. Everything is in vain.
After a few years, a senior brother from the inner door came to him, and then he realized that the senior brother's family was actually an elder of Qifeng, and he had a family background, so he didn't need to tutor at all.
After Anning was furious, he decided not to play with him anymore.
The senior brother was shocked, and jumped off a cliff in front of him to show his ambition, saying that he did not have family affairs, it was not a case of deception, but a request from his family, which could be used as a reference for the junior brother.
An Ning was stunned at the time. Seeing that he was really jumping, he hurried to pull him. As a result, he fell off a cliff and his senior brother immediately jumped off. He was both moved and sad, and felt that if he could live, he would live up to his senior brother.
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Well, there is a cloud protection net at the foot of the mountain, you can't kill anyone if you fall with Ben, it doesn't count!
It was not until twelve years later that they finally finished their studies and just waited for the mountain.
Before ascending the mountain, the senior brother came over and said that he would go wherever he went, so they went to Danding Peak together.
In the middle of the Feifeng expedition, the medicine pill exam, and most importantly, he came into contact with the net.
Seeing the vastness of the world, he also immediately understood his own position. As long as he stays in Central Continent, he has no room for development. He might as well move to the periphery of Kun-Lai, and he might live a better life. The cultivation method is not suitable for them at all. It is better to practice a little more pills and give them a little subsidy.
So he went to Shoushanju to do the next thing, signed a contract, and copied some online headlines to the sect every few months, as a report on Kun-Lai's trends.
One time, the sect was dissatisfied with him for not giving him a way to practice, so An Ning replaced that year's medicinal pill with a spirit stone, bought a long piece of Elder Yan Zhao's experience, and sent it to them, but the medicinal pill was gone.
Not long after, news came from the door that this method is extremely profound, enough for them to study for a long time, so next time it is better to send a medicinal pill.
Since then, An Ning has lived a quiet life. The way to express his dissatisfaction is to deduct pills. Occasionally, he asked if he should return to the Guangmen School
The sect replied immediately, just stay at ease, everything is fine at home, we will take good care of your family and younger brother, you usually practice well, subsidize on time, and you can ask us to do anything.
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Anning has been around for a long time, Anning did not expect disaster to come from the sky. Senior brother usually uses the net time for himself, but because of this, he uses the net time too much, and he actually got on the tail of 500 people and let himself be caught. Divided to Central China.
The comfort is that the senior brother also came.
He was a little worried that Middle-earth was not a good place.
Encountered in an ambush midway, his senior brother was injured in order to save him, showing a realm far higher than his...
Well, it turns out that at the beginning, this scheming bitch brother just pretended to be weak in front of him!
What needs help and what needs to be supported by himself is all a lie!
He decided to empathize and let go!
On the way back, he had a good time with a black snake, who often came to pester him, making a big hydra dissatisfied.
The senior brother also looked very dissatisfied.
Black Snake occasionally comes to chat with him, and by the way, asks if there is any contraceptive pill.
It's easy to say, the pills are not separated, but he has no materials, it is inconvenient to open the furnace, and the contraceptive pill hurts his body, so he thought of another way.
"Gong Han is infertile, and Fu Zong made a contraceptive amulet based on this principle, but you have powerful mana, and the contraceptive amulet may not be effective, so why not use carving?" An Ning thought about it and added, "You carved the contraceptive amulet into the skin. Above, with your natural mana as the source, contraception must be extremely effective."
"On the skin," the black snake thought for a while, "No way, our snake will shed its skin."
"This kind of thing can be carved into the bone," An Ning thought for a while, and then felt that it was impossible. "But you are so big, and the contraceptive strokes are so many, I'm afraid you will have to carve half of the bones."
"Then what should I do~" Black Snake struggled, "Can't the carving be smaller?"
"Well, then I have to find Senior Brother Yang." An Ning gave his opinion, "He carves quickly and well, but it's a little expensive."
The question of money hurts the snake too much, the black snakes lie in one, and the world feels dark.
"But Senior Brother Yang is looking for a good poem to write, if you can write it." An Ning suggested another way.
"This is good, I have a lot of good poems!" The big black snake swam away with satisfaction.
Daxuan's so many good poems have not been passed down because of the war, but as a prince, although his memory was damaged when he was reincarnated and he forgot a lot, he still remembered a lot.
After Black Snake took out twenty good poems that he claimed to be his own, Yang Jinyin read it several times with satisfaction, and even showed it to Mr. Lou Duxing. He was sure that he had never heard of it before, so he copied it once, bought the poems, and wrote them. He put his name on it, made a letter from home and prepared for Feng Qingxiu to take it back to A Zhan, and then carved a bone for Hei Snake and gave him more money.
Hei Snake came back with satisfaction and thanked An Ning, saying that Senior Brother Yang was very generous, and he gave a reward of 100,000, and now he even has the money to repay the house.
Anning feels good and happy.
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Afterword, after returning to Kun-Lai, Wu Zhan opened Yang Jinyin's letter from home, and read more than 300 letters one by one.
It's just that three of them were written by him when he was guarding the Ming Bridge for Daxuan. At that time, he asked the Daxuan to help out the poetry collection, in exchange for a lot of food to improve the food for the clan.
He chuckled lightly, picked up a pen and wrote a reply.
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Black Snake sneezed heavily, looking at a dozen or so 20-meter-sized Hydras, thinking that he might as well go back to Central Continent...