Who did the poor Dan Xiu provoke?

Ning Ran wanted to open the scroll, but the scroll did not move at all.

This shows that this scroll is sealed with spiritual power.

Ning Ran frowned all of a sudden.

If you want to open this kind of scroll sealed with spiritual power, you need to inject spiritual power into it.

But why was the scroll sealed?To put it bluntly, I just don’t want others to see it!

Nine out of ten of these sealed scrolls are the special secret books of some previous sects. They are only read by the disciples of the same kind of martial arts. It is not difficult to open them. You only need to inject and seal the scroll. Similar mana will do.

But if not, the scroll will self-destruct at least, and at worst, it will be destroyed along with the person who wants to read it.

Ning Ran looked at the fiery red scroll in his hand, feeling a little embarrassed.

Forced to open?Or do more research?

In the next second, Ning Ran already had a decision in his mind.

If this scroll is not allowed to be read, or if it is dangerous, what are the people of the Black Flood Dragon Clan doing to put it here?

Besides, even if it was really dangerous, at worst he would lie in the cave for a few more years.

Thinking of this, Ning Ran gathered spiritual energy in his palm, half-closed his eyes, and injected spiritual energy into the fiery red scroll vigilantly.

Sure enough, just as he guessed, the restriction on the fiery red scroll was opened.

Ning Ran probed into the scroll with his spiritual sense, wanting to see what was written in it.

……

After 15 minutes, Ning Ran withdrew his spiritual consciousness in a trance.

This fiery red scroll is not an introduction to exercises, nor is it an introduction to magic weapons.

It's just a concise record of a cultivation method.

The law of reincarnation.

One life and one death is counted as one life. When the life comes to an end, no matter what kind of person they were in life, they will be restored to their original state and reincarnated without any memory.

But the law of reincarnation is different.

People who practice this kind of kung fu are in one state for a lifetime, and the knowledge and aura of each life will be inherited in the body of the tenth state. The more times of reincarnation before, the stronger it will be.

Such a heaven-defying law, naturally not everyone can practice it.

Those who want to practice this kind of exercise must have a body of the most yin and evil in the first life, and have to endure severe pain to carve a mark on the soul.

Ning Ran was dumbfounded.

There is such a skill in this world?

What if you are a commoner who has never practiced immortality in every one of these ten lives?What if an enemy is formed in a certain life and the soul is strangled?

It's more a test of luck than a card game!

However, if someone can cultivate it, wouldn't it be against the sky?

Ning Ran unconsciously thought of Qin Budu.

During the battle between immortals and demons a hundred years ago, even though both the immortal and demon worlds were seriously injured, the loss in the world of cultivating immortals was greater in comparison. Meteor; if the demons charge up and attack again, maybe the world will really fall.

Fortunately, something went wrong with the Demon Race at that time—the old Demon Lord had reached his limit and fell during the war.

The group of demons has no master, so everyone wants to be the "lord". A group of demon cultivators headed by Yi Dao and several other demon cultivators fought among themselves in order to compete for the position of the demon master. for ten years.

Ten years later, the demon cultivators suddenly realized one thing——

Why do they want their own to fight first? ?Why don't they unite first and flatten the mortal world, so that they can get out of this demonic realm where birds don't shit?

Ten years, for ordinary people, is enough to turn a babbling baby into a sensible little adult, enough to turn a young and beautiful girl into a mother who has experienced most of her life; Ten years is not enough to recover most of the magic damage received.

Just when the cultivators learned that the demon cultivators were going to attack again and felt extremely desperate, Qin Budu appeared.

No one knew where Qin Budu came from, but the demon cultivators obediently listened to Qin Budu's words.

There is no other reason, only because Qin Budu is too strong.

Strong enough to make everyone obey.

Qin Budu asked them to retreat to the Demon Realm, and they withdrew; Qin Budu said that he was going to become the Demon Lord, and they obediently gave in.

At that time, Ning Ran was as surprised as everyone else, but like everyone else, he never thought about why Qin Budu was so powerful, he only thought that he was a genius who was rarely seen in thousands of years.

What if... what Qin Budu practiced was the method of reincarnation that Ning Ran saw?

It just happens to explain why Qin Budu is so powerful, why Yidao is so heartfelt to him, and why Long Shisan calls him master.

But...how could there be such a coincidence?

Ning Ran had doubts in his heart, so he looked through several other ancient books about "separation/body", but these books all told Ning Ran clearly that only a true immortal can divide his soul again. There is no other possibility.

Ning Ran cast his eyes on the fiery red scroll again.

Ning Ran frowned and muttered: "How could there be such a coincidence? I just picked up a book of exercises, which is the exercise practiced by Qin Budu?"

Although Ning Ran only believed one or two points out of [-], he still picked up the fiery red scroll for the second time, injected his spiritual knowledge again, and planned to read it again.

After reading it again, Ning Ran unexpectedly discovered a place that he had overlooked before.

It turns out that practicing this method of reincarnation, the imprint pattern engraved on the soul in the first life - a figure similar to Yin-Yang and Eight Diagrams, will be displayed on the outside.

In other words, if what Qin Budu practiced was really the method of reincarnation, then there must be a place on his body with a pattern left by a brand.

Long Shisan might wake up at any time, Ning Ran didn't dare to stay here for too long, put down the scroll, thanked the old gatekeeper and went downstairs again, just happened to see Long Shisan wake up leisurely, fortunately Long Shisan had a pure personality and didn't think too much about it.

Now that he had obtained the information he wanted, Ning Ran proposed to leave the Library Pavilion, and Long Shisan cheered and agreed; after leaving the Library Pavilion, Ning Ran took two big tonic pills in his mouth, and accompanied the energetic Long Shisan San played wildly in the black water pool, and when night fell, he dragged his exhausted body back to the reception hotel.

When giving Qin Budu "tutorial" at night, Ning Ran talked to Qin Budu about the second industrial revolution while wondering whether Qin Budu would be branded.

His eyes swept Qin Budu's body up and down several times, until Qin Budu frowned: "Ning Ran, why are you staring at me lewdly?"

Ning Ran: ...

Why are you so lewd!

Qin Budu raised his eyebrows: "Are you still watching? Is it okay for the deity to stand here with your naked body?"

Ning Ran:?Ah...ah? ?

It's not that bad?

Ning Ran's hesitation made the atmosphere in the room plunge into a deeper level of embarrassment.

Qin Budu: ...

Qin Budu stretched out his hand across the table and pinched Ning Ran's face slightly.

Ning Ran covered his face: "Your Majesty, I discovered something."

"what's up?"

Ning Ran was very resentful: "You always touch me, this is not good, it will damage your honor."

Qin Budu raised the corners of his mouth: "This deity doesn't need a famous name, but you should ask yourself why being angry and blushing is so interesting."

Ning Ran: ...

Is it his fault instead?

The atmosphere when Ning Ran and Qin Budu got along tonight was very pleasant, so pleasant that Ning Ran even thought that the unhappiness between himself and Qin Budu this morning was his own illusion.

After returning to the room, Ning Ran took out the notebook given by Mr. Bai, opened it, and found that Mr. Bai just left a message for himself.

"Did you find anything today?"

After confirming that Mr. Bai was there, Ning Ran told Mr. Bai what he had seen and heard in Zangshu Pavilion today.

Mr. Bai thought for about 5 minutes before the handwriting slowly emerged.

"Do you think that Qin Budu didn't use the separation/body technique, but the reincarnation technique?"

Ning Ran replied: "I'm not sure whether Qin Budu used the technique of reincarnation. It's impossible for such a coincidence. The exercise I saw today happens to be the exercise that Qin Budu practiced, right?"

"It's not uncommon for strange things to happen by coincidence in the whole world. But this is also a way of thinking. Qin Budu's practice may be similar to exercises."

Mr. Bai wrote: "When you are exploring what Qin Budu's tricks are, you can also pay attention to the exercises he cultivated. If you can find out, if he really wants to do harm to the mortal world in the future, we will have a way to deal with it."

Ning Ran replied "Got it".

The next day, Ning Ran was dragged out by Long Shisan to play wildly all day. When the sun was setting, Long Shisan sat on a rock by the lake, looked up at the sky sadly at a 45-degree angle, and said, "I really don't want my second sister to get married. .”

Only then did Ning Ran vaguely remember that he was here to attend Long Er's wedding, and Long Er's wedding was tomorrow.

On the wedding day, it was extraordinarily lively.

Long Er held the entrance of the hotel, and there was already a long line of people who came to congratulate him.

The queues can be described as "racially rich".

Four fluffy and big-eared four-eared rabbits, a monster-like Feathered Snake clan, a mighty and domineering lion clan, tiger clan, and wolf clan...

Ning Ran had never seen so many demon clans together, and his eyes almost went straight when he was next to Qin Budu.

Yi Dao looked at Ning Ran's dusty robe, he wanted to speak but stopped talking, and finally couldn't hold back: "Do you want to change? I still have a spare suit here."

Just as Ning Ran was about to speak, Qin Budu laughed: "It's not that he has no clothes to wear, but this is the school uniform of their sect."

Ning Ran nodded.

Unlike the clothes of the Yu clan, which are as glamorous as the clothes of the Orc clan, the clothes of the Orc clan look quite exotic, and their school uniforms of the Danxia school are so low-key and simple.

Yi Dao looked at Ning Ran sympathetically.

As a Demon Lord, Qin Budu didn't have to queue for a long time, and was quickly invited into the hotel by the reception of the Black Dragon Clan, and sat at a table in the center with a wide view.

At first, many people came to talk to Qin Budu, but seeing that the auspicious time had come, the auditorium gradually became quiet.

After a clear and loud gong sounded, the master of ceremonies of the Black Flood Dragon Clan stood on the front stage.

The master of ceremonies smiled all over his face, firstly he greeted the relatives and friends present with a very sharp tongue, and then invited the new couple out.

The figures of the bride and groom appeared at the door, and walked up to the stage in front of them. Ning Ran straightened his waist and poked his head to look, and saw a pair of figures appearing at the door. The woman was Long Er. Long Er was tall and handsome. Three said that Long Er would always be ridiculed as a tomboy.

The past when Ning Ran was beaten up by Long Er is still vivid in his memory, but today's Long Er is completely different from the fierce Long Er in Ning Ran's memory. She is wearing a bright red wedding dress and beautiful makeup. With two lilies, a soft smile on his face.

Ning Ran, the groom who was walking next to Long Er, heard from Long Shisan that he was originally a bamboo, and he looked gentle and elegant; the two looked extremely well-matched and extremely happy.

Ning Ran watched with emotion, but when he looked away, he saw Qin Budu looking at him with a smile.

Ning Ran was a little embarrassed: "I just laughed, poor Xiu always likes to be lively."

The wedding went smoothly, the dishes were delicious, and Ning Ran was also very happy, but there was a small episode in the toast later——

Long Shisan still didn't hold back, and burst into tears at the wedding.

The old Dragon King was so angry that his beard trembled, and he always disliked Long Shisan for not having the spirit of the dragon clan.

Long Shisan rubbed against Qin Budu's table tearfully, like a big golden retriever falling into the water, rubbing his tears on Ning Ran's shoulder.

Ning Ran coaxed him dumbfounded: "Prince Thirteen, if you cry again, poor Xiu, be careful that you will be beaten by the old Dragon King after you go back."

Long Shisan choked with sobs: "I'm actually happy for my sister, but when I think that my sister won't live at home anymore, and she won't be able to beat me up anymore, I'll be sobbing..."

Ning Ran: ...

Long Shisan raised his hand and wiped his tears: "Drink! Ning Ran, you have to drink with me today! We won't go home until we're drunk!"

Ning Ran doesn't drink well, and he doesn't want to get drunk. He wanted to drink twice as lightly, but he underestimated the strength of the Heijiao wine. He drank a few glasses with Long Shisan, and he was already a little dizzy.

Long Shisan kept clinking glasses with him, and Ning Ran drank one cup after another, feeling that something was spinning in front of him.

He stuck out his tongue: "Prince Ten or Thirteen, I want to sleep."

Long Shisan moved his face closer to Ning Ran's: "Are you going to sleep? Ning Ran? Ning Ran?"

Ning Ran closed his eyes and heard the last words in Qin Budu's voice.

Qin Budu said: "Prince Thirteen, you are too close to my people."

Ning Ran was very sleepy and didn't know how he did it, so he just fell asleep sitting up.

In a daze, Ning Ran felt that someone picked him up and put him on the bed.

He was wrapped in the softness of the mattress, and his cheeks, which were warmed by the alcohol, rubbed against the cool quilt, feeling indescribably comfortable.

Just as he was dazed and looking for a comfortable position to fall into a deeper sleep, Ning Ran felt a strange touch on his face.

Something is drawing and sketching something lightly on his face.

Ning Ran stretched out his hand and actually grabbed a hand.

He muttered, "Go away, let's go home."