"Astronomical Bodhi, Candle Dragon Pill, Fire Turtle Gall...I haven't even smelled the smell of these things for many years. You don't think it's a waste to throw them all out at once?"
Looking at Ding Ning who walked back to the garden and picked up the small copper shovel again, Changsun Qianxue said with a sneer, "Those things can at least improve your cultivation much faster."
Ding Ning glanced at her and said, "It's not too late."
Changsun Qianxue was silent for a moment, and said: "At least she doesn't know your identity and me at the moment, otherwise she wouldn't send someone to send these things to you. Are you not afraid of completely angering her by doing this?"
Ding Ning said, "Actually, she doesn't really like obedience."
The eldest grandson Qianxue became inexplicably angry, her face was full of frost, "Could it be that she is a masochist?"
Ding Ning wanted to answer her again, but his eyes just fell on a piece of soil newly opened by the copper shovel. There were two small bright red earthworms on that piece of soil. He was slightly startled and said, "I forgot one thing." .”
Changsun Qianxue frowned, but was successfully attracted attention, "What is it?"
Ding Ning put down the copper shovel and walked out, "I forgot something in the carriage."
The carriage looked very ordinary, it had been parked outside Moyuan for a long time, and even a thin layer of dust had accumulated on the carriage, but except for those ordinary people in this street who were isolated from the world of practitioners Many practitioners in Changling now know that the carriage represents the Minshan Sword Sect.
"You've been in a bit of a mess recently."
When Ding Ning walked out of the ink garden and approached the carriage, a voice came to Ding Ning's ear from the shade of the trees on one side of the carriage.
"Uncle Shao."
Ding Ning bowed and saluted seriously to Shao Muran who was not in the carriage, but was sitting on a bamboo mat next to the tree.
"In the Minshan Sword Club, almost all the practitioners of the Minshan Sword Sect have seen your performance." Shao Renren looked up at Ding Ning slightly, and said, "Your thoughtfulness and calmness are not as good as ours, but You just now remember to go back to the carriage to get things... It’s really far away. The first name of the Minshan Sword Club is just a false name, if you are troubled by the false name, then your name will really become a false name from now on.”
Shao Killer usually talks very little, and people even wonder if he is dumb. Listening to his words now, Ding Ning understands what he means, but Ding Ning also knows that the things that upset him are completely different from what Shao Killer thought. .
So he bowed again and bowed deeply to Shao Killer, and said, "Thank you, Uncle Shao, for reminding me."
Then he lifted the curtain of the carriage and walked into the carriage.
In the corner of the carriage, there is a small open wooden box.
Curled up in the wooden box was the Xuanshuang worm Qing Yaoyin gave him.
The Xuanshuang worm had long been curled up tightly into a ball because it was too afraid of the breath of Shao Killer. It was only because Ding Ning was still in the carriage that he felt a little familiar breath and felt a little safe.
When Ding Ning left the carriage but forgot it here without taking it away, it was even more frightened to the extreme.
It had never encountered the scorching breath of Changling, and it thought how could there be such a terrible place in the world. At this moment, when Ding Ning lifted the door curtain again, he felt the breath of Ding Ning. It curled up together, and its body as stiff as iron suddenly started to move, and it kept trembling. If it had lacrimal glands, it would definitely cry and tears would fall like rain.
Seeing the trembling appearance of this mysterious frost worm, Ding Ning was a little embarrassed, and said sincerely when he picked up the wooden box: "I'm sorry."
Hearing Ding Ning's voice, the Xuanshuang Worm was even more excited, and almost jumped up and got into Ding Ning's arms.
The eldest grandson Qianxue was still waiting for Ding Ning in the inner garden. Seeing Ding Ning walk in front of her, she saw the ugly appearance of the Xuanshuang worm in the box, and frowned deeply again, "What is this?"
"He gave me the things raised by Qing Yaoyin."
Ding Ning just looked up at Changsun Qianxue and said this, and the Xuanshuang worm in the wooden box stopped shaking.
The air outside it is still hot, but it clearly feels the astonishing mysterious frost aura in Changsun Qianxue's body. Just this feeling makes it feel like it has entered a world full of mysterious frost, making it feel comfortable .
Ever since it woke up from its ignorance, possessed a sliver of intelligence, and keenly sensed the mysterious aura of heaven and earth, when the first trace of heaven and earth vitality naturally poured into its body, it had appeared in its mind full of Xuanshuang's world, it suddenly realizes, that should be the world where it is the end of its practice.
However, such a world clearly appeared in front of it now, and while it was so shocked that it forgot its fear, it couldn't help thinking, could she be their kind, their king
It naturally can't speak, but Changsun Qianxue is not an ordinary practitioner, she has already felt its feelings from some changes in its breath.
"Something interesting."
She looked at the ugly worm with its head slightly raised, as if looking up at a piece of legendary world, slowly loosened its frowning brows, and said this.
She has always had a cold personality, and she is usually too lazy to interact with people, and it is even rarer to praise others. At this time, although she just said something meaningful, it is already a rare compliment.
As for beauty and ugliness, she has no idea.
For her, some people are beautiful but ugly, and some people are ugly but not ugly in her eyes.
The Xuanshuang Worm also keenly sensed her feelings, and was so excited that it trembled again. At this time, its slightly raised head lay in ambush, expressing its respect and submission.
Changsun Qianxue looked at it without saying anything.
A wisp of extremely light, but extremely condensed Xuanshuang vitality that didn't flow with any chill came out from her fingertips and fell into the mouth of the Xuanshuang worm.
The Xuanshuang Worm opened its mouth reverently and greedily, sucking in all the Xuanshuang vitality.
It was as if a waterfall larger than the pond fell into a calm pond, and the whole pond boiled.
Its whole body trembled wildly, and the crimson skin on its body made a sound almost like cracking silk.
The capillary pores that are usually invisible are stretched, but there is no rushing out of any airflow.
In an instant, a white frost stain formed on its forehead, like a birthmark.
Feeling the changes of this mysterious frost worm, feeling the fusion and growth of vitality in its body, Ding Ning looked at Changsun Qianxue with some emotion, and said: "It's exactly as I imagined."
"What will it end up being?"
Changsun Qianxue looked at the crimson worm and asked.
This is also an incomprehensible cultivation process for her. Even her body in the seventh realm cannot completely bear the vitality of the sword in her body, but the body of this long worm can perfectly accommodate and absorb it naturally.
"I don't know." Ding Ning shook his head and said, "But I'm sure, it's definitely much more powerful than those Gu worms of South Vietnamese practitioners."
The eldest grandson Qianxue directly took the box containing the Xuanshuang worms from Ding Ning's hand, and walked towards the deepest small courtyard, Qing Man said without looking back: "But it will also take time."
Ding Ning didn't say anything, walked to the copper shovel that was inserted obliquely on the ground, and continued digging.
His mood has calmed down a lot.
He actually knew Zheng Xiu better than anyone else. If Zheng Xiu began to doubt the true identity of the eldest grandson Qianxue and him, then the palace maid surnamed Rong would not come with those rare rewards today.
"Are you really not from Yuanwu? Then what happened to you that night, why didn't you show up?"
He lowered his head, thinking of the female chief who liked to wear a white dress, and smiled self-deprecatingly.
He and Changsun Qianxue in this ink garden seem to be waiting for a trial at this moment, but in this Changling, who doesn't seem to be waiting for a trial
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Not long after the maid named Rong left, Ding Ning went out to the carriage to bring back the Xuanshuang worm that he had forgotten for a long time, and not long after, Shao Ren, who was sitting on the mat under the tree, raised his head slightly again.
At the other end of the street, a young man appeared.
Shao Killer just glanced at the boy, then lowered his head again, ignoring him.
The boy was wearing a black shirt, his complexion and skin were sallow, he looked as if he had suffered from a serious illness, but it seemed that no disease could make a person's skin like this.
He arrived at the ink garden, but did not enter the garden, but began to do things in silence, sprinkled water and swept the floor, washing away some dirt outside the ink garden.
Such puzzling behavior quickly attracted the attention of those inside and outside the garden. When the young man was cleaning the streets halfway away from the ink garden, Ding Ning went straight through the noodle shop and walked out through the door of the noodle shop. Arrived at the boy.
"Ye Frame Nan?"
Ding Ning was stunned.
The black-clothed boy put down the things in his hands, and bowed seriously to salute him.
Ding Ning returned the salute, frowned slightly and looked at the dead man who wanted to give him medicine at the Minshan Sword Festival but was rejected by him, and said, "Who are you?"
Ye Framenan looked at him and said: "I have paid off what I owed to others, and now I owe you."
Ding Ning shook his head, "You don't owe me anything."
Ye Framenan said: "I owe you my life."
Ding Ning looked at him helplessly, and said, "I don't need you to pay it back."
Ye Framenan didn't say anything anymore, and continued to clean.
Ding Ning smiled wryly, "I don't like being too clean."
Ye Jiannan put down the things in his hands, and then began to fetch water for every shop along the street.
"I have nowhere to eat."
"If you feel embarrassed, just treat me to three meals a day."
Before Ding Ning wanted to speak, he said to Ding Ning respectfully and seriously.