Immortals, don't watch dramas

Chapter 2221 Seeing the Venerable for the first time

So where is Daoist Yuanheng at this moment?
He was with Ningxia at the moment, and he didn't know that his other two disciples and students were going through a certain degree of "suffering".But what they are facing now is not necessarily easy.

They are also in the Tianying Pavilion, but they are not in the lower hall, but in a room with simple and elegant decoration, full of Zen.

This room is not big, and there are not many people sitting in it, anyway, it is much smaller than the people in the auditorium below, but the few people sitting on the high seat are more than one god.

Moreover, there are only five people with seats in it, and there are a few people standing scattered on both sides, all of them are quiet and solemn, with their backs straight, as if they have encountered the backs of the elders who came to check , with a completely ready attitude.

Shouldn't it be like this?Because for everyone present, it was the elders who were "inspecting".And these elders are not ordinary elders.

If there are other unknown monks coming in at this moment, they will probably be frightened by this slightly weird scene.

Anyway, Ningxia was a little scared.Now that he can still sit tenaciously, he has fully supported his psychological quality, and if he was another one, he might have passed out.

At this time, there were not many people standing there, either at the level of the real king or at the level of the Taoist king. Ning Xia didn't know everyone, but she could tell the breath of each one, which made her a little scared.

But even these people have to stand obediently, and one can imagine what level the five monks in the seat have reached.Although Ning Xia didn't know any of these stranger faces, it didn't prevent Ning Xia from guessing their identities.

However, the cultivation base of these existences has probably reached a certain level. With Ningxia's level, I really can't feel anything. I just feel that the atmosphere in this not narrow room is dull, and an invisible pressure spreads, which makes her breathe a little. But come.

Ningxia even felt that staying here was like an insignificant ant, the smallest kind.However, she, an ant who could be trampled to death if she fell into this pit, also respected her seat.

Although it was neither the upper seat nor the last seat, but rather nondescriptly arranged a comfortable small seat in the middle of the lower end, the treatment was already a bit beyond the standard.After all, even her elder, Daoist Yuanheng, was standing beside her, so how could she, a junior, have the nerve to stay in peace.

Although she usually gets along with Daoist Yuanheng in the same way, and Daoist Yuanheng is not the kind of person who pays attention to the appearance of elders, but at least it is not on the formal stage.Now, under the watchful eyes of the public, such a big show of inversion of status was staged under the eyes of many unfamiliar powerful people. To be honest, Ning Xia regretted agreeing to Daoist Yuanheng to explain things.

She regretted it, is it okay to go back to the house and lie down now? !She really didn't know that it would take such a big fight to hand in something that looked like a treasure. If she really knew... well, she had to hand it in, at most it would be later, at least after rest.

Taoist Yuan Heng knew that Ning Xia was a restrained and respectable person in his bones, and he had already foreseen that she might not be able to stand such a delicate occasion, so he didn't find the place where he should stand.He simply followed Ning Xia as the reporter this time, after all, strictly speaking, he is also a deep insider of this matter.

So when Ning Xia was forced to fidget more and more by the tense atmosphere and heavy pressure in the air, the warm and cool palm fell on Ning Xia's shoulder lightly and lightly, without using any spiritual force to press, but it was like a sea needle Let the people below who seem to have become children again settle down.

The owner of this hand, Ningxia, is very familiar with it. I don’t know how many times the owner of the hand has helped her through difficult times, and encouraged her to go through such different situations that have the same subtle core.But no matter how many times he goes through, the comfort and calm brought to Ningxia will never change.

As a result, Ningxia's heart suddenly settled down a lot, just like he had experienced many times in the past.

However, this feeling was quickly shattered, someone above suddenly snorted inexplicably, and to whom, Ning Xia felt the palms on his shoulders tense for an instant.The sadness that was still warm at first soon became cold, and the cold was passed to her shoulders through the thick medical treatment.

I don't know if it was her illusion, the hand was even shaking slightly.

Fufeng, don't be afraid——

Ningxia suddenly remembered this sentence that the other party suddenly mentioned on the way leading her to Tianying Pavilion.Accompanied by steady steps, his tone is gentle and tender, but there is no doubt about it. What's even more strange is that he clearly hides cruelty, but he also does not hide his compassion.

It is strange to say so.In any case, the person who pushed her to this stage was Daoist Yuan Heng, who personally brought her into this storm.Ning Xia couldn't complain or doubt, she was just a little confused and at a loss.

Then right here, at this moment, Ningxia suddenly felt that the other party was not as completely relieved as she had seen, and he was also restless, worried about her safety.Even if he has confirmed her safety, even if he is the pusher for all of this...

Alas, what is this entanglement?Ning Xia suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, deeply, and the pressure was released.Anyway, such tenseness probably couldn't make her feel better, and it also made everyone around her tense up.

It's better to face the blast calmly, it may not be the blast.In short, no matter what, there is always no way to escape.

"Little Fufeng... isn't it?"

So when Ningxia heard someone ask her this way, although she was stunned for a while, she still responded neatly.

And the one who spoke was a strange young man in the most upright seat, who lowered his head and asked.The young man... Although he said this, in fact, no one knows that the young man probably only has the skin of the other party, and how many years he has lived inside. If he doesn't say it, no one will know.

"My lord's longing, it's the wind..." He seemed to want to say something, but paused when he glanced at the familiar faces below, and then sighed with a smile: "That's right, look at the memory of my old bones, it's gone now." It is the year when Fenghua Tuer will succeed, so maybe it will be useful to announce his name."

Ningxia: ? ? ?
Are all the powerful people talking so profoundly?What level is this?It must be at an incomprehensible level... A certain person's face could hardly contain the question marks in his heart.This has no beginning and no end, what are they talking about?Can someone explain it to her.

(End of this chapter)