"I'm sorry to disturb you, sir... When the little girl was born, some wild beasts attacked Qufu City. Although the wild beasts did not invade the city at that time, they left a lot of wild poison behind. Unfortunately, the little girl inhaled some...

Every day, my little girl will be eroded by the poison for several hours, so she will cry..." Zhao Boyang sighed and looked at his daughter with sadness and helplessness.

It's so poisonous that even if it's an 'adult' person, not many people can endure the pain of it...

His daughter had to endure the pain caused by the poison as soon as she was born, but as a father, he was powerless...

It's so poisonous that few people know how to treat it...

At this moment, he is not a great scholar in the world, nor a master of the Zhao family, but a helpless father...

When Mrs. Zhao saw her daughter suffering, she burst into tears and wished she could suffer on her daughter's behalf.

Ning Fan's eyes drifted away, and in panic, he thought of his parents...

Especially her mother, who had sacrificed all her demonic blood for him...

"Let me hug her."

Ning Fan smiled slightly, and under the puzzled gazes of Zhao Boyang and his wife, he took the little baby and held it in his arms.

As soon as the blood-stealing force in the body moved, the poison in the little baby's body was immediately eliminated.

As soon as the pain subsided, the little baby naturally stopped crying. She couldn't speak yet, she just curled up in Ning Fan's arms, sucked her fingers, and looked at Ning Fan with her dark eyes open without blinking.

The dark green spots on his fleshy face are no longer there.

"Hiss! The poison is gone! This, this!"

Zhao Boyang took a breath of air and stared at his daughter's little face in disbelief.

Unbelievable, unbelievable... Ning Fan just hugged this little baby and sterilized her!

Could it be that this is the ability of Haoran's righteous energy to drive away evil spirits recorded in ancient books? It drives away the poisonous evil spirits?

"Mr. Ning helped my little girl to get rid of the savage poison. Zhao is very grateful!" Zhao Boyang said solemnly, clasping his fists.

"It's just a small matter. I just hope that after arriving in Bianliang, Mr. Zhao will not publicize my abilities everywhere." Ning Fan said with a smile.

"No! Zhao will definitely keep it secret!"

"Well... the little guy is very cute, what's his name?"

"Zhao Die'er...this name was given by Zhuo Jing..." Zhao Boyang looked slightly embarrassed.

He was a great scholar, but he chose his daughter's name so casually, for fear that Ning Fan, who was also a great scholar, would make fun of him and look down upon him.

"Oh? Zhao Die'er...this name is destined to me..."

Ning Fan smiled slightly and returned the little baby to Mrs. Zhao's arms. He no longer paid attention to the little baby.

The twenty-mile journey was completed in just one hour.

Ning Fan got off the carriage with his two daughters, said goodbye to Zhao Boyang, and walked into Bianliang City alone.

When the officers and soldiers guarding the city saw that Ning Fan and others came from the official road outside the city, they were all startled.

Ning Fan and his party didn't even have the jade pendants of the Barbarian God on their necks, so they just walked in from outside the city without much care!

"Are they people who are fleeing... too late to ask for the Jade Pendant of the Barbarian God?"

"I don't have the Jade Pendant of the Barbarian God. I ran outside the city and didn't get eaten by the wild beasts. I'm really lucky..." Some officers and soldiers whispered.

Bianliang City is extremely prosperous. After entering the city, there are two long streets filled with shops and restaurants.

Walk all the way to the Bianhe River and the two sides of the Bianhe River. It is full of plum trees and there are many vacant mansions for sale.

Zhao Boyang gave some money as a gift, but Ning Fan did not refuse.

Ning Fan bought a mansion as a temporary residence. Liu Yan stayed at home to warm up the astrolabe, while Xian Loli slept soundly in the house.

Ning Fan walked out of the courtyard and walked to the Bianhe River. He looked at the plum blossom trees on both sides of the river and smiled slightly.

The season in Bianliang City is still summer, so the plum blossom tree does not have any plum blossoms, only one green leaf.

But if it's cold winter, I imagine there will be countless winter plum blossoms blooming on both sides of the river...

"It takes a lot of time to practice the God of War Art and transform the mortal into the real. I think I will live in this city for a long time..."

"This plum blossom is very good. It reminds me of Qimei City and gives me a sense of home..."

Ning Fan looked at the plum blossom trees on both sides of the bank, a smile reaching his eyes.

Inadvertently, a trace of real and illusory power flashed across Ning Fan...

On the Bian River, a painting boat was passing by. On the bow of the boat, an old man with white hair stood, holding a gourd and drinking heavily.

When he saw Ning Fan looking at Mei and smiling, the old man was startled at first, and then laughed.

"Happy, happy! I smiled before I saw the cold plum blossoms, and I said in my heart... You, like me, are people who really know how to appreciate plum blossoms! In the eyes of ordinary people, the most beautiful thing about plum blossoms is that they bloom in the cold, and they are proud and noble. But they forget,

Without the accumulation of strength in the three seasons of spring, summer and autumn, how could the plum blossoms have the strength to bloom in one season? The accumulation of energy in three autumns only blooms in one season. This is the fate of our cultivation, thick accumulation and thin hair!"

Hearing this, Ning Fan's eyes suddenly froze and he looked towards the old man who was painting the boat.

If he saw it correctly, that old man... was actually a monk at the peak of Shekong!

"I come from the north, and my Taoist name is Que Shenzi. I wonder what your surname is? Would you like to come to this painting boat and discuss the Tao over wine with me?"

With the eyesight of Que Shenzi, he can naturally tell that Ning Fan is a monk... Judging from the trace of real illusion power that Ning Fan inadvertently transmitted before, Ning Fan should still be on the road to enlightenment, and he is a monk who is working hard to understand the truth.

of monks.

Thinking of this, Que Shenzi didn't mind telling him his Taoist name, forming a good relationship with Ning Fan, and giving some advice by the way.

Ning Fan's eyes changed again, the name Que Shen Zi sounded familiar...

By the way, he is the ancestor of the Ghost Bird Sect of the Yue Kingdom, the powerful monk who left the feeling of rain in the tomb of the underworld!

I never expected that I would meet Que Shenzi in a place like this, but it seems that Que Shenzi doesn't know his identity...

Ning Fan thought about it and realized it. Although his identity was widely spread in the East, it might not spread in the North... It was not surprising that the Bird God didn't recognize him.

Without the understanding of the rain left by the Son of God in the underworld, Ning Fan might not be where he is today.

Ning Fan was 30% grateful to Que Shenzi, 20% curious, and the remaining 50% was wary.

In any case, when meeting a strange monk who is also a powerful old monster, you still need to be cautious.

"Junior Ning Fan, I have met senior Que Shenzi! I am willing to go boating and discuss the Tao with senior!"

Ning Fan's figure flashed and he appeared directly on the boat.

The men who were rowing all rubbed their eyes in disbelief. After a moment, they exclaimed,

"Hiss! This young man has such a powerful Qinggong skill!"

That's right, in the eyes of mortals, isn't Ning Fan's movement technique of flying onto the boat just like Qinggong...

"Ning Fan? That's a good name. If you want to be a Taoist, it's better to be persistent... There is a deep-seated obsession in my mind about Taoism. I think my Tao is the way of persistence. Is this my mistake?

?" Que Shenzi said with a slight smile, a green light flashing in his eyes.

He is not an eternal immortal, and his cultivation may not be ranked high in the north, but the green light in his eyes is clearly the union of heaven and man. He can see through the essence of Ning Fan's way at a glance!

Ning Fan's expression remained unchanged, but he was secretly frightened, but he just nodded without saying anything, which was regarded as acknowledgment of Que Shenzi's words.

"The way of perseverance... This is the first time I have seen a monk who practices this kind of way. Using the way to transcend the truth, I am afraid it will be a torture of the heart... If I can't get rid of the obsessions in my heart, even if

Even if I spend my whole life, I can't cross the real bridge... If I cut off all my obsessions, the road will collapse and the heart will be destroyed, then this real bridge will never be able to be crossed... My friend, crossing the real bridge is not easy...

.As for the state of empty space and broken thoughts...ah..." Que Shenzi sighed.
Chapter completed!