The Ninth Rebirth Demon King

On the second day, Feng Ting sat on the carriage and rushed to Holy House.

On the carriage were Li Wan and Chu Zhongqiu, and outside the carriage was Ding Chundong driving.

The whole way was quiet. When they arrived at the entrance of Holy House, Chu Zhongqiu looked at Feng Ting and asked, "Junior Brother, you won't be going there for another half a month, right?"

"This." "I can't say for sure, so you don't have to wait for me at the door." Feng Ting laughed.

"Junior Brother, there are a lot of powerful people here. You should be careful not to provoke them." Chu Zhongqiu reminded.

"He was already drinking tea and chatting with Dean Bai. No one dared to bully him." Li Wan suddenly said coldly.

Feng Ting laughed: "That makes sense."

"But Junior Brother, didn't you already reject Dean Bai's offer to take you in as a disciple?" Chu Zhongqiu said.

"I did, but no one dared to bully me." Feng Ting said confidently.

"That's good." Chu Zhongqiu was relieved.

Before Feng Ting got off the car, he once again told Chu Zhongqiu and Li Wan not to pick him up. If he wanted to go back, he would go back by himself.

After getting off the carriage, he walked through the main entrance of Holy House and headed straight for the bamboo forest.

On the way, he met some bookworms. Some of them even recognized him and greeted him.

Not long after, he entered the bamboo forest and arrived in front of the bamboo house. Today, he did not see that white-bearded old man watering the vegetables, so he went around the side of the garden and arrived in front of the bamboo house.

"Dean Bai, Feng Ting is here to pay a visit."

When there was no response, Feng Ting said again, "Dean Bai, Feng Ting has come to pay a visit."

There was still no response. After a moment of sensing to make sure that there was no one around, he sat down on a stone stool by the side of the garden. Looking at the blue sky, smelling the fresh bamboo fragrance and the fragrance of vegetables, he waited for his master's return.

After waiting for an hour, the old man was nowhere to be seen. He was bored, so he carried a bucket of water to the deep well in the middle of the garden and started watering it with a ladle.

Even though he had been fighting stink fire the entire time, his previous 8th life had also given up on trying to live in the countryside when he was disappointed and bored. Therefore, he was no stranger to the life of these farmers. Furthermore, when he was reading, he occasionally glanced at the ancient books on growing flowers and vegetables. Therefore, doing this kind of thing was very simple and convenient.

After two hours, he finished watering the entire garden in front of the bamboo house. Then, he sat on the stone bench and waited for Bai Qingran.

Time quietly flowed by, and just like that, a day had passed.

For the whole day, he did nothing but water the garden. To him, it would be a waste of his life, but in order to read the ancient scrolls that Bai Qingran had collected, he felt that wasting some time was worth it.

Under the setting sun, the emerald green bamboo forest was dyed with a layer of faint red. The emerald green was accompanied by a faint red color, giving it a very beautiful appearance.

He got up and left the bamboo forest.

Not long after Feng Ting left, a skinny old man walked out from within the bamboo house. Twisting his white beard, he looked at the watered vegetable garden and revealed a leisurely and calm smile.

Another day had come, and Feng Ting's tall and straight figure once again appeared in front of the bamboo house.

"Dean Bai, Feng Ting is here to pay a visit."

"Dean Bai, Feng Ting is here to pay a visit."

He called out to her for a few times, but there was no response. He then sat back down and waited.

When it was noon and the sun was high in the sky, he stood up and grabbed a bucket of water. He filled it up and began to water the vegetables one by one.

Two hours later, every single vegetable in the garden had received the nourishment of the well water.

Feng Ting continued to sit on the stone bench and wait. When the sun had set in the west, he stood up and left the bamboo forest.

Not long after, the thin old man from the white beard s walked out. Twisting his white beard, he looked at his garden with satisfaction.

It was the arrival of another new day. Wearing a sky blue robe, Feng Ting refreshingly walked along the small forest path and arrived in front of the bamboo house.

"Dean Bai, Feng Ting is here to pay a visit."

"Dean Bai, Feng Ting is here to pay a visit."

After calling out twice, he did not hear any response, so he quietly sat down.

When it was the hottest time of the afternoon, he took a bucket of water and started watering the garden.

After another four hours, he had perfectly finished watering the plants, making each of the vegetables look even more green and fragrant. He continued to sit down and wait.

He didn't want to waste time, he didn't want to waste his life. However, this wait was neither a waste of time nor a waste of his life. It was to save lives. For the sake of that disease, he could only sacrifice some time.

In Bai Qingran's collection, he might be able to find a way to save Xiao Ning. He could not give up this opportunity, nor could he give up this opportunity.

Maybe after waiting for a while, it would still be empty, so he wouldn't regret it. There were some things that he still had to try, even though he knew that it was unlikely that there would be a good result.

As the sun was setting in the west, Feng Ting stood up and left quietly.

From within the bamboo house walked out an old man with a thin figure and a white beard's body. Looking at the garden, he unconsciously shook his head and laughed.

With another morning coming, Feng Ting felt refreshed and walked in front of the bamboo house.

"Dean Bai, Feng Ting is here to pay a visit."

"Dean Bai, Feng Ting is here to pay a visit."

Just like before, he called out twice, but there was no reply.

He sat down and waited, waiting for his master to return, for the sun to rise, for the noon to come.

The sun had risen to its highest point, and the hottest time of the day had arrived. He got up, took a bucket of water and watered the vegetables.

After he finished watering the vegetables, he sat down and continued to wait.

The sun, as usual, was going down to the west, leaving the world a rosy glow.

Feng Ting got up and walked around the garden, following the small path between the bamboo forests with ease.

"You left early today!"

Suddenly, the gentle voice came from behind. He turned around and saw Bai Qingran standing in front of the bamboo house, looking at him. He smiled, turned around and returned to Bai Qingran.

He bowed and said, "Greetings, Dean Bai."

"In the days that I was gone, were you the one who built the garden?" Bai Qingran laughed.

Although Feng Ting knew that the old man was pretending to be confused, he still cooperated and said, "Since I have nothing better to do, I ended up watering the dishes. I wonder if Principal Bai is satisfied?"

"It doesn't matter if I'm dissatisfied, but the dishes look good, and they're obviously very satisfied." Bai Qingran laughed.

"That's good."

"Sit down and have a cup of tea before you go." Bai Qingran said.

"Dean Xie Bai." Feng Ting sat down.

Bai Qingran went to boil some water and brew the tea. Feng Ting looked at the old man calmly.

After Bai Qingran poured the tea, Feng Ting drank it and laughed, "After waiting for three days, I have finally drunk Dean Bai's tea."

"Did you wait for me to drink tea?" Bai Qingran looked at Feng Ting gently.

Feng Ting laughed, "Dean Bai, please give me some tea, and I will make another request."

"Only tea, nothing else." Bai Qingran stroked his white beard and laughed.

Feng Ting completely ignored Bai Qingran's warning, and straightforwardly said, "Dean Bai, I would like to see your treasured scripture."

Bai Qingran sipped on his tea and looked at Feng Ting. After a slight pause, he said, "Actually, those are not my treasured scriptures, but the books of the Great Emperor."

"The Heavenly Capital Emperor!" Feng Ting laughed, "Dean Bai, are you saying that I need the permission of the Great Emperor if I want to read the ancient records?"

"Yes." Bai Qingran nodded.

"Then can Dean Bai introduce me?" Feng Ting really wanted to meet this Legend rank expert, but he felt that it wouldn't be that simple.

Bai Qingran laughed, "I haven't seen the Great Emperor in a long time."

"Dean Bai, it's not good for you to spoil my appetite like this."

"Haha." "Is your boy very direct in his speech?" Bai Qingran laughed as he held his teacup.

Feng Ting smiled respectfully: "Dean Bai, I am not trying to offend you, I am just speaking the truth."

"Aren't you offending me?" Bai Qingran stopped smiling, but the gentleness in his eyes could not be hidden.

Feng Ting laughed, "Dean Bai, let's not beat around the bush. Tell me, how can I look at the manuals that you and the Great Emperor have collected?"

Bai Qingran slightly nodded, and said: "Alright, since you are being so direct, I will directly nod my head."

"Dean Bai, please speak." Feng Ting earnestly listened to the other party's conditions.

Bai Qingran paused for a moment before replying, "The Star Observation Academy is in a mess right now. This is not what the Great Emperor wants to see, nor is it what I want to see. I believe it is not what you want to see either."

After Feng Ting heard this, his brows slightly knitted, and thought to himself, "Don't tell me you want me to go and create a mess here?"

"The Emperor hoped that the Star Observation Academy would return to normal, and that he would have a headmaster that would be respected like the Director Zhuang." Bai Qingran said solemnly.

"Dean Bai, aren't you making things difficult for me?" "I am just a student of the Star Observation Academy, how can I solve such a big problem?" Feng Ting shook his head.

"I am not qualified to meddle in the affairs of the Star Observation Academy, and the Emperor is not qualified to meddle in it. It is because you are a student of the Star Observation Academy that you have the right to interfere. " Bai Qingran said.

"Even if I could manage it, how could I manage it?"

"You can even kill Chi Guangnian, is that still not powerful enough?" Bai Qingran asked.

Feng Ting replied humbly: "Killing Chi Guangnian was just an accident."

"You prepared very well to kill Chi Guangnian, to be able to say that it would be perfect, makes even me, an old man, a little afraid. "I'm afraid that if one day you try to kill me, I won't be able to escape you." Bai Qingran looked at Feng Ting in admiration, this admiration came from the bottom of his heart.

Feng Ting laughed helplessly, "Dean Bai, can you change your condition?"

"I'm sorry, but this is the only way to go, like looking at the ancient records of the Great Emperor." Bai Qingran laughed and said, "Furthermore, the ancient records of the Great Emperor are not for ordinary people to read. If you want to read, you have to display your abilities. "Show me your ability, and we'll start with saving the Star Observation Academy."

"It seems to go against the Emperor's style of doing things." Feng Ting smiled and said, "The Emperor said that the people of the world are all useful people. But now I, an ordinary person, need so many things to look at his treasured books. "

Bai Qingran looked at Feng Ting in admiration, and said: "You are right, the Great Emperor did indeed say those words. However, the scrolls that the Great Emperor treasured were all unfathomably profound. If you don't display your abilities, how would the Great Emperor know that you are capable of understanding those scrolls? If you don't understand, letting you see it will only increase the burden on your heart. Isn't that the opposite? "