Chapter 33 The Great Calamity Comes

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The aura in the hall was peaceful, leaving only Minhan Daizhen's curious feeling.

"Senior Brother Ning Caiyouning is here." Zhao Wu stepped forward and said.

"Yes." The man nodded his head and slowly turned around. Although his hair was slightly white, his appearance was only about thirty years old. His breath was slightly out, and he was in his prime. His sect was high above him.

"Huh." But Minhan Daizhen was not at all abnormal, but said curiously: "What's going on? This man looks younger than Zhao Ying's grandfather, how could he be a senior brother?"

Although Minhan Daizhen's words were rude, the man didn't care at all. Instead, he couldn't help but think: Good seedlings.

"Don't be rude." Ning Caiyou immediately educated: "This is senior Chang Li, the head of Qinghe Sword Sect, please give him a greeting."

However, Chang Li smiled and said, "It's okay that this man is innocent, it's okay to say these words."

Then he smiled at Ning Caiyou and said, "The person in front of him is Mr. Ning Caiyouning?"

"My younger generation Ning Caiyou has met Senior Chang." Ning Caiyou bowed.

Chang Li nodded and asked, "It turns out that he is the future pillar of my human world! It's better to see him than to hear him."

"Senior is too good." Ning Caiyou smiled.

"Ying'er," Chang Li continued to teach Zhao Ying with a smile: "You will have to thank Donor Ning for learning in the future!"

"Yes." Zhao Ying said.

Chang Li immediately asked, "I heard that Master Ning came to my Qinghe Sword Sect to meet his family teacher Zhao Weizhen?"

"That's right." Ning Caiyou replied.

"I don't know what's up?" Chang Li asked.

Ning Caiyou smiled and did not answer. How could Chang Li be the head of the Juyi Sect be a commoner, and his mind was a little bit unfair. He immediately understood and said to Zhao Ying beside him: "Ying'er, take this girl down to rest first."

"Yes!" Zhao Ying then led Minhan Daizhen, who was reluctant to leave, and Zhao Wu, who was standing beside him, immediately understood and then retreated silently.

The next moment, there were only Ning Caiyou and Chang Li in the hall.

"Can Mr. Ning say it now?" Chang Li asked.

"I'm here for one thing," said Ning Caiyou.

"But what happened to Qinghe City?"

“That’s right.”

"Then I have to ask my master personally about this."

"Then I'll thank you for your agreement from Master Chang." Ning Caiyou said with a smile.

"The master has been traveling around for several days. Before leaving, he told me that he would come back tonight." Chang Li said immediately.

"Then it was a coincidence that I came here." Ning Caiyou smiled softly.

The two looked at each other and smiled. Chang Li asked immediately: "I have heard that Mr. Ning is knowledgeable and talented, and has a very deep understanding of the realm of our Taoist sect. I wonder if I can talk about the next comment before the master of the family comes back?"

"It's just a matter of being able to learn from Master Chang!"

The laughter of the two of them came out of the hall, and even ten miles away seemed to be heard.

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Three minutes deep at night.

Ning Caiyou and Chang Li talked until the evening. Seeing the guest room, Minhan Dai was not only not anxious, but instead sat quietly. Ning Caiyou was very shocked and said with a hurried smile: "Did the sun come out from the west today? You really sat here for an afternoon of honesty."

"Don't talk about these things for now." Minhan Dai Zhen pulled Ning Caiyou and asked, "I'll just do it, but I can't figure out how the senior brother named Chang Li is Zhao Ying's grandfather."

"Puff." Ning Caiyou couldn't help but smile and said, "Oh my God, how do I know if you ask me this?"

"Aren't you the vegetable oil Mr. who knows everything?" Minhan Daizhen said.

Ning Caiyou smiled helplessly, sighed and asked, "Look at how old is that leader Chang Li?"

"After thirties?"

Ning Caiyou shook her head.

"After fifties?"

Ning Caicaiyou still shook her head.

"Aren't you over a hundred years old?"

Ning Caiyou smiled and said, "Senior Changli is over 200 years old. He is several decades older than Senior Zhao Wu. I'll figure it out this time."

"No way." Minhan Dai was shocked: "He looks not as big as my father."

"This is the benefit of practicing Taoist magic. People with high cultivation can slow down the aging of their faces." Ning Caiyou smiled and then asked instead: "I think the two seniors Chang Li and Zhao Wu are interested in accepting you as disciples. You might as well follow them to practice Taoism. If you learn well, you can maintain your appearance like Senior Chang Li!"

"I'm not." Minhan Daima waved his hand and said, "I don't have that mood."

The next moment, my heart suddenly became enlightened and said, "By the way. They all called you Mr. Ning. You shouldn't be as old as them."

"Do I look very old?" Ning Caiyou asked with a smile.

"Something." Minhan Daizhen said with a little bit.

Ning Caiyou smiled and sighed.

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It was late at night. The Qinghe Sword Sect was still bright. The reason was that hundreds of candles were floating on the roofs of each house in the Qinghe Sword Sect, and the light was naturally bright.

Minhan Dai was already asleep. Ning Caiyou opened the window and stood quietly in front of the window and looked at what she was thinking in the distance.

Suddenly, a trace of purity passed by her cheeks. Ning Caiyou smiled faintly and disappeared from the spot, and the open window automatically closed.

Under the night sky, Ning Caiyou had silently arrived on the roof of the Qinghe Hall. However, Ning Caiyou was not the only one on the roof. There was also an old man with white hair standing. The old man was dressed in plain clothes, and his breath blended with the airflow from time to time. It was like stepping through the void.

The seventh level of martial arts. Ning Caiyou smiled faintly, then bowed to the old man: "Next student Ning Caiyou has seen Zhenren Zhao."

"Come on. My friend Ning walked forward and spoke a few steps." The old man smiled.

After hearing this, Ning Caiyou then stepped forward a few steps, and when the old man stretched out his hand, he was on the plaque of the hall. He asked, "Little Friend Ning, how is the word Qinghe written?"

"The word "is calm." Ning Caiyou said: "Although the power of these two words is light, it has a heavy meaning. But if you can write these two words, I think that is the person on Qinghe back then."

"That's right." The old man smiled and said, "Little Friend Ning's experience is extraordinary."

The old man slowly turned around and looked auspicious. He had no majesty at all, but had a little comfort.

But Ning Caiyou's face changed and his brows frowned slightly. He said intimately: The great disaster has come...

The old man was Zhao Wei, and he also saw Ning Caiyou's thoughts. Then he smiled and said, "It seems that he was seen by Xiaoyou Ning."

"The real person has a profound cultivation level, and if there is no accident, he will be able to live for 500 years." Ning Caiyou said in a deep voice: "Tell me that I am rude. But now my predecessors are only 400 years old, but my breath has weakened, which is a phenomenon that the great disaster has arrived."

"Just, my great catastrophe has come early." Zhao Wei said with an indifferent look on his face.

"This situation will happen, I'm afraid..." Ning Caiyou said in a deep voice: "Senior is seriously injured."

Zhao Wei smiled, looked at Ning Caiyou, and said, "Ning Caiyou is really amazing. No wonder even Master Hui Yu of Qingyun'an admires you You Jia."
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