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Chapter 33 Gifts

The Lingyun Villa matter was finally resolved, but for some reason, everyone felt a little heavy. When they walked out, no one said anything. Fairy Bibo turned around and left with the disciples of Phoenix Valley. He didn't even say goodbye to the people of Chaoyang Sect. Those who came out of Phoenix Valley would have no good expression on Chaoyang Sect.

Ling Haotian suddenly fell to the ground, scaring everyone. The closest disciple of Qiankun Hall quickly helped him up. Ning Zhiyang quickly walked to Ling Haotian and grabbed his vein.

"Master, what's wrong with him, the second senior brother?" Qin Xiao asked hurriedly.

Ning Zhiyang crossed a stream of spiritual power into Ling Haotian's body. After a while, his face looked a little strange. He saw Ling Haotian closing his eyes and leaning there, and a uniform breathing sound came in a moment.

"Haha, Senior Brother Ning, you disciple is probably asleep." Many people in Qiankun Hall couldn't help laughing.

"What? Can you fall asleep like this?" Qin Xiao widened his eyes.

"Hmph!" Ning Zhiyang snorted lightly as a default.

"Senior Brother Ning, since this matter is done, I will go back to Qiankun Hall first. If there is anything in the future, Senior Brother Ning just summons me, and my disciples of Qiankun Hall will definitely go through fire and water without hesitation."

"Thank you all my juniors!"

A group of disciples of Qiankun Temple flew into the void and disappeared into the air in the blink of an eye.

"Senior Ning, since I have learned about the matter, it's time for me to go back to the Xiang family, so I'll say goodbye!" Xiang Chen respectfully bowed to Ning Zhiwu.

Ning Zhiyang smiled and said, "Xiang family boy, thanks to you for your business this time. I, Ning Zhiyang, owe you a favor. If you have any difficulties in the future, even if you come to me, as long as it is within your ability, I, Ning Zhiyang, will never refuse."

"Thank you, Senior Ning!" Xiang Chen looked at Ning Bugui again and said, "Ning Bugui, if I see you again tomorrow, I will definitely learn about your three styles of Burning Heaven. Then I will definitely not lose."

"Stay with me to the end!"

"I said, Xiang Chen, you are just a fool. Do you know the way when you go back to the Xiang family?" Qin Xiao suddenly said this.

Xiang Chen's face immediately turned a little red, and he pointed at Qin Xiao and said angrily: "Is this how you bastard, you talk to your benefactor?"

"What I'm telling is the truth!" Qin Xiao smiled thiefly, and suddenly took out a booklet from his arms and handed it to Xiang Chen: "Benefactor, this secret book is my thank you, I finally got it."

Xiang Chen took the secret book in confusion: "You kid will be so kind."

"Absolutely good thing, just look back and you will know." Qin Xiao waved his hand at Xiang Chen.

After the Chaoyang Sect left, Xiang Chen opened the handwritten booklet with curiosity, and saw four big words written on it, "Sunflower Book! What a secret book... Damn, this kid picked up garbage from a street stall, but he dared to fool me."

Just looking at the ways of practicing in this secret book, it was simply nonsense. Xiang Chen had no doubt that he was fooled by Qin Xiao, and threw the booklet on the ground casually, turned around and left. The booklet lay alone on the ground, and was blown by the wind, and the four big words "Sunflower Book" fluttered in the wind.

After a while, Xiang Chen walked back, picked up the booklet on the ground and put it away, smiling a little silly: "This is the first time in my life that I have received something from a friend, so it's better to keep it as a souvenir."

Qin Xiao, who had already walked a long way, suddenly remembered that he had a secret book he had obtained from the Ten Thousand Skull Altar. He took out another book from his arms. The booklet contained four big words "Medical Dress Magical Art". Qin Xiao was stunned. Didn't he give Xiang Chen this secret book that would kill people and not deserve their lives? Why are they still here? Wait, what he gave Xiang Chen was the secret book that wanted to practice magical skills, but he shouldn't have any great things to do.

Qin Xiao and the other three looked tired and were injured on their bodies. It was really not suitable to go back to Chaoyang Sect directly. Ning Zhiyang set up a restaurant in a town closest to them, so that the three of them could take a break and to adjust their injuries. Yun Feiyang and Ning Bufan also rushed here to meet them after receiving Ning Zhiyang's message.

Qin Xiao was not very injured. After taking two pills to treat internal injuries, he rushed to a room and fell asleep. He slept in the dark and did not wake up until the next afternoon.

"Young junior brother, you are awake. My father said just now, if you don't wake up, I will just let me carry you back to Chaoyang Sect." Ning Bufan pushed open the door and walked in.

Qin Xiao stretched lazily, rubbed Song Xing's sleepy eyes and said, "Isn't there any sleeping god in the second senior brother? He must have not woken up yet."

"The second senior brother has gotten up and is eating downstairs." Ning Bufan smiled.

"Ah, the second senior brother has actually gotten up!" Qin Xiao quickly packed himself up. Just as he was about to go downstairs, he suddenly grabbed Ning Bufan's arm and asked quietly, "Sixth Senior Brother, did the master say anything to you when he saw you?"

Ning Bufan's face, which was still smiling, immediately collapsed, "Young brother, don't know. When my father saw me at the foot of the mountain, he beat me up first. I almost couldn't get up for three days, and I had to face the wall when I went back."

"What! So miserable!"

Qin Xiao felt agitation and walked downstairs with a thorn in his heart. When he met Dao Ren Xuantian who had just woken up, there was a large table of dishes in the hall, which were made by Yun Feiyang himself. When Dao Ren Xuantian smelled the fragrance, he rushed up immediately and was very busy. Qin Xiao saw Ning Zhiyang sitting there with a dark face, walked up and knelt in front of Ning Zhiyang, "Master, my disciple went down the mountain privately in violation of the rules of the sect, so he was worried, so he asked the master to punish him."

Ning Zhiyang didn't look at him, held a cup of tea, nor drank it, and didn't speak. Qin Xiao knelt on the ground and didn't dare to breathe. After a while, Ning Zhiyang said to Qin Xiao with a stern face: "Why are you stunned here? You're annoyed when you see me."

"I know I am wrong and I am willing to receive any punishment, but I ask the master not to be angry with my disciple again." Qin Xiao lowered his head and did not dare to look at Ning Zhiyang.

Ning Zhiyang threw down the teacup and glared at Qin Xiao fiercely, "What? Are the dishes on that table placed there for you to see?"

"Ha?" Qin Xiao raised his head, looking puzzled.

"If you don't get out of here, can you still invite you to your teacher?"

"Thank you, Master!" Qin Xiao saw Ning Zhiyang say this, and knew that he had already calmed down. He walked to the dining table with a smile, picked up the chopsticks and ate it, just like a hungry ghost reincarnation.

"Fortune teller, why do you do so quickly? Don't rob this dish. This is my favorite food."

"Boy, Master Dao is your life-savior. What's wrong with eating your food? You haven't returned the crane legs to me."

“…”

After drinking and eating, Ning Zhiyang asked someone to make a cup of tea for Taoist Xuantian and smiled and said, "My nephew is my evil disciple's friend. They are in danger this time. Thanks to your righteous actions, I don't know where the little brother is from."

When Ning Zhiyang asked this, Qin Xiao immediately remembered that when the Taoist Xuantian reported to his family, the people who were chasing them looked like. The Taoist Xuantian waved his hand at Ning Zhiyang: "Elder Ning, I'm just a fortune teller, a small sect, you don't have to care."

"master!"

"father!"

Ning Bugui, who was carefully wiping the sword, and Ling Haotian, who was resting with his eyes closed, spoke at the same time. The two looked at each other. Ling Haotian walked to Ning Zhiyang and said nothing in his ear. Ning Zhiyang, who was drinking tea, choked directly in his throat with a sip of tea. He stood up suddenly, stared at Xuantian Taoist with wide eyes, with a very strange expression. After a while, he bowed and said, "It turns out that it is Xuantian's sect in the Xuantian Gate, who is rude."

Taoist Xuantian quickly stood up and bowed to Ning Zhiyang: "Elder Ning, don't call me that. I'm a peer-to-peer relationship with Qin Xiao, so you can just call me the Taoist name."

Although he said this, Ning Zhiyang ignored it and continued: "President Xuantian, my son was hunted down this time, fortunately you helped me. Ning thanked me here."

"Elder Ning, don't be polite."

"Since that's the case, I will prepare to return to Chaoyang Sect today. Let's leave here."

"I'm about to say goodbye to Xiaodao."


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