Who did the poor Dan Xiu provoke?

Ning Ran was grateful from the bottom of his heart for the news from the Demon Realm.

He was very worried at first, if he accidentally revealed some secrets about the cultivator when facing Qin Budu; now it is good, he can start with historical knowledge first, and then give Qin Budu the knowledge after the history is finished. Talk about politics.Ning Ran reckoned that when he figured out what Qin Budu's schemes were up to, Qin Budu would be able to learn from him at most some of the compulsory knowledge points for modern senior high school students.

Ning Ranquan thought that he was here to teach.

At this time, Qin Budu, the only student he was supporting, was leaning lazily by the table, resting his chin on one hand, no matter how Ning Ran quoted scriptures, or frequent golden sentences, his expression was quite careless.

Ning Ran originally thought that Qin Budu wasn't listening carefully, but when he said "My lord, let's come here first." Qin Budu said: "You look sloppy, but your teaching is methodical."

Ning Ran was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing: "Your Majesty is really right, I was indeed a teacher."

Qin Budu paused, raised his face from the hand supporting his chin to look at Ning Ran: "Oh?"

Ning Ran laughed and said, "It's just a not so glorious history."

Qin Budu: "Let's listen."

This was originally just a small part of Ning Ran's long years of experience, it's okay to tell Qin Budu, so he opened his mouth.

Although Ning Ran's father and mother were both well-cultivated, the two worlds of immortals and demons were in turmoil during those days, and wars broke out frequently.

Ning Ran lost her parents when she was ten years old.

A ten-year-old child, without father or mother, and unwilling to steal, became a little beggar.

Fortunately, he was lucky. The priests of Danxia Mountain saw him on the way to support him and took him in as a disciple.

Ning Ran's master is an old man with white eyebrows and white beard who is always smiling. He treats Ning Ran very well, and always gives him the alchemy that has been refined to improve his realm, and makes Ning Ran make an exception to soak in the hot springs in the back mountain to accumulate spiritual power. Ning Ran is also grateful and respectful to him.

In order to make his master happy, Ning Ran practiced and made alchemy day and night. He is very talented, and Danxia Mountain is ranked according to his ability. Soon, he became the second senior brother of Danxia Mountain.

Today, Ning Ran is researching Da Yuan Pill in his own cave; Master has been stuck in a great realm for a long time, and has not improved so far. If he does not improve his realm as soon as possible before the deadline, I am afraid...

He was contemplating it deeply, but saw a sound transmission talisman floating in front of him.

The fifth junior brother's voice came from the talisman: "Second senior brother! Come to the auditorium quickly, the master has accepted another apprentice!"

Ning Ran raised his eyebrows.

The master, the old man, had already announced ten years ago that he would no longer accept disciples and would concentrate on cultivation. Now he is making an exception. I don't know how good the new apprentice is to impress the master.

He came to the auditorium curiously, but saw that almost everyone in the sect was there, masters, masters and elders sat at the head, brothers and sisters stood on the sides; Ning Ran squeezed into the crowd, and in the middle stood a A boy of eighteen or nineteen years old.

After seeing the boy's appearance clearly, Ning Ran was taken aback.

The young man faced all the elders in the hall, but he didn't kneel down. Instead, he looked haughty, with extravagance in his eyes.

Ning Ran's master said at the top: "After entering Danxia's school, you don't need to use your common name anymore. From now on, your Taoist name will return."

The master turned his head, saw Ning Ran just in time, and said, "Ning Ran, later you take Xinggui around."

Ning Ran replied yes.

After the masters and uncles left, Ning Ran walked towards Xinggui: "Let me take you to familiarize yourself with the environment first."

Xinggui nodded with a stern face.

Danxia Mountain said it was not big, but it would take a certain amount of time to go around. Ning Ran took Xinggui to see the ancestral hall of Shimen, the square where he taught and practiced, and the cafeteria, and found Xinggui a place close to him. Dongfu.

Along the way, there was nothing to say.

On the contrary, Ning Ran couldn't help it anymore, he asked Xinggui: "Do you remember me?"

Xinggui squeezed out a sneer from between his teeth, and nodded coldly.

Ning Ran laughed.

A year ago, the people in the town under Danxia Mountain all suffered from a strange disease.

At first, the common people just felt tired and sensitive to light; later, common people developed erythema, sensitive to light, and fever; suffering from this disease, the common people were unable to work, the crops and fields were abandoned, and naturally they had no food to eat. Wandering around begging in front of the magistrate's mansion at night, the whole town looks like a walking dead.

Ning Ran received a request for help from the magistrate, and when he brought his brothers and sisters to the town, he happened to meet another group of people who came to support.

It was the team sent by the emperor to cure the plague.

Xinggui, no, Xinggui was still the Ninth Prince at that time, and he volunteered to come to the town, intending to cure the plague.

Ning Ran felt the devil energy as soon as he arrived in the town, so this is naturally not the plague that Chaotang thought.

It's a pity that Ning Ran doesn't make any sense with Xing Gui.

Going back insisted that it was a plague, and every household was required to light wormwood, smoke mature vinegar, and cover their faces with cloth towels.

Ning Ran and his fellow apprentices worked hard for seven days to refine the miasma-clearing pills, but the pest control officials dared not release them because of the face of returning home.

At that time, Ning Ran was still young and vigorous, so he slashed Xing Gui's neck with his palm in anger.

He caught Xinggui who had fainted, and said to those pale-faced officials: "Send, send all the antidote! If the Ninth Prince wakes up, you tell him to come to Danxia Mountain to settle accounts with me!"

That being said, Ning Ran ran back to Danxia Mountain with his brothers that night.

He waited in fear for a month, but fortunately he did not find him.

Ning Ran looked at Xinggui: "Ninth Prince, are you here to settle accounts with me?"

Xinggui glanced at Ning Ran, and it seemed to say in his eyes: "Don't be sentimental." There are a few big characters shining brightly.

Ning Ran had also heard about the example that the prince would enter the sect to practice and study before, so he thought it was the same for Xinggui, but Ning Ran didn’t understand that their Danxia sect was only famous for alchemy, if they want to achieve greatness, they still need Jianzong Qizong Even better, why did Xinggui come to their Danxia pie?

The junior sister who came to peek at Xinggui's alchemy laughed when she learned of Ning Ran's troubles: "Second senior brother, you are really a second! Who said that Xinggui's practice must be to achieve the Dao? Besides, second senior brother, you don't know Is it? The current emperor likes immortality and wants to pursue immortality, maybe Xinggui came to us to learn alchemy for the emperor."

Ning Ran recalled the appearance of Xinggui's painstaking study since he was a beginner, and frowned: "I can't..."

"Second Senior Brother, you have a bad brain, so I won't tell you more," the junior sister smiled and stuffed the small basket in Ning Ran's hand: "Second Senior Brother, don't forget to give it to Xinggui for me."

Ning Ran came to Xinggui's cave with the small baskets of his junior sisters. Xinggui was reading a book of alchemy when he saw Ning Ran coming, and frowned slightly.

Ning Ran said, "I'm just here to deliver something to you."

Without looking up, he said, "I don't want it."

Ning Ran shrugged, and was about to go out, but Xinggui suddenly called him: "...wait a moment."

Ning Ran turned his head and asked Xing Gui reluctantly: "Why...you all are so relaxed when making alchemy, but I have trouble even controlling the fire?"

Ning Ran was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing.

He looked at Xinggui's slightly green face, and dragged his voice: "Hey, did someone ask me for advice? But why didn't I hear someone call me senior brother?"

Going back: ...

Xinggui let out a "senior brother" through his teeth.

Speaking of this, Ning Ran stopped talking and looked at Qin Budu: "It's because I, a little junior, don't understand anything, so I break up these alchemy methods and teach him to him every day. Sir, that’s the only way to teach people.”

Qin Budu looked at Ning Ran steadfastly, and said, "Sounds like an interesting past."

He seemed to ask Ning Ran casually: "How is your junior brother?"

Ning Ran said, "Dead."

Ever since Xing Gui became soft on Ning Ran, Ning Ran went to his cave to teach him every day, and every day he could eat small snacks given to Xing Gui by his junior sisters.

When Ning Ran came to Xinggui's room that day, and Xinggui went out, he lay on his back on Xinggui's bed while eating the sweet-scented osmanthus crisps given to him by his junior sister, while reading alchemy books.

Just as he was engrossed in watching, he felt a sound coming from the entrance of the cave. He looked up and saw that it was Xinggui who walked in.

As soon as Xing Gui saw Ning Ran, his face turned dark: "Ning Ran! You are eating on my bed again, a bed of crumbs!"

Ning Ran was taken aback by him, and performed a clean clothes trick on the bed, coughing: "Why are you yelling, if you let the junior sisters know that you are actually so fierce, be careful that they don't like you."

Going back: ...

Xinggui laughed: "That's a good thing."

Ning Ran sat down at the table, and was about to start today's lesson for Xinggui, Xinggui looked at Ning Ran's alchemy book in which he had made many notes: "You look quite unscrupulous, but you like alchemy so much."

Ning Ran stretched out a finger and shook it in front of Xinggui, saying seriously: "You are wrong, what I like is not alchemy, but Danxia School."

Ning Ran was rarely serious, it seemed that Xing Gui was not used to it, he suddenly asked: "Do you know why I came to your Danxia sect?"

Ning Ran jokingly asked: "Don't you want to settle accounts with me?"

"...How is it possible? Am I such a narrow-minded person?" Xing Gui glanced at Ning Ran displeasedly: "Actually, Master said that next year will be the [-]th birthday of the Father, and he wants to refine a pill to present to the Father , and I came to the Danxia School because I wanted to contribute to the refining of this pill."

Ning Ran boasted: "You are filial, no wonder you study so hard."

He continued: "But when the miasma happened a year ago, you still thought that alchemy was a sham. Why did you change your mind after only one year? Could it be because you were moved by my heroic alchemy?"

Ning Ran just asked as a joke, but Xing Gui didn't answer for a long time, after a while, Xing Gui asked Ning Ran: "What if I say yes?"

Ning Ran was shocked.

Xinggui said: "After Father's birthday, you go back to the palace with me, or I come to live in Danxia Mountain, what do you think?"

Ning Ran opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.

When the emperor's birthday was approaching, the master put out his natal purple tripod in the fire array, and called his brothers, Ning Ran, and Xing Gui to protect him.

As soon as Ning Ran stepped into the magic circle, he suddenly felt that his legs were weak, and he knelt heavily on the ground.

Ning Ran raised his head in surprise, but saw his kind and amiable master's face showing a ferocious expression.

The master smiled frantically: "Enter the elixir! Today is the old man's!"

Immediately, it was like a pot of ice water poured down from Ning Ran's head, making Ning Ran shiver with cold.

Enter the elixir.

It can make people get out of the mortal bones and become immortals;

It is necessary to add half-immortal, half-demonic and real dragon qi to the furnace at the time of solstice.

When it reaches the sun, it is the emperor's birthday; the aura of the real dragon is the return of travel; the aura of half-demon and half-immortal is Ning Ran.

Ning Ran looked at Master in disbelief.

He has been at the master's knees for three to four hundred years. He respects and loves him, and he has given almost all of himself to the Danxia School, but it turns out that everything is just a use.

His eyes were terribly red, and Xinggui also realized that something was wrong, so he dragged Ning Ran desperately to take him out of the formation. The master didn't pay attention to Xinggui at all, but he didn't expect that Ning Ran's instructions to Xinggui these days would make you Xinggui was almost reborn, Xinggui escaped from his master with Ning Ran by luck, but was seriously injured by the master's spell.

The two hid in the back mountain, and when the aura of returning home became weaker and weaker, Ning Ran discovered a treasured grass.

That Juechen Treasure Grass has cultivated spiritual consciousness.

It was pinched by Ning Ran, its leaves trembled, and it cried and begged Ning Ran: "Please let me go, please."

Ning Ran's eyes closed, his heart froze, and when he was about to snuff out the aura of Treasure Dust Grass, Xing Gui stretched out his hand to hold Ning Ran's hand.

He said, "Forget it, Ning Ran."

He leaned against Ning Ran's arms, with blood foaming from the corner of his mouth, he stopped Ning Ran from putting Saidan in his mouth, and smiled with the corners of his mouth: "It's a pity...you can't go to the palace with me... …I can’t move to Danxia Mountain for a long time either.”

Ning Ran just hugged Xinggui like this until the sun went down, until Xinggui couldn't breathe.

Qin Budu looked at Ning Ran's expression, and suddenly asked a little strangely: "Do you like that junior brother of yours?"

Ning Ran didn't expect Qin Budu to ask such a straightforward question, but he didn't resist answering, he pondered for a moment, then smiled: "Maybe."

Maybe it's because I like it, maybe it's because I haven't had time to like him.

But no matter what, it's over.