Immortal Creation

The next day.

Clear skies.

The Wanyao Gate opens wide. Lin Bufan stood in front of the mountain gate and looked into the sky. The foundation-building disciples were distributed on both sides of the mountain road. They were all upright and energetic, standing respectfully, waiting for the distinguished guests.

Many monks stood in the distance and looked at this place.

Ning, the golden elixir ancestor of the Ning family, wore a green robe, stepped on the auspicious clouds, and slowly descended in front of the Wanyao Gate.

To his left, stood an old fire-melting demon ape, and to his right was a young man in white, with a handsome appearance and a big head.

It was Grandma Yuan and Ning Zhuo.

Ning obeyed and landed in front of the mountain gate. He bowed his hands respectfully and said, "Master Lin, Ning moved with his whole clan more than ten years ago. He was helped by the Wanyao Sect. He has always been in my heart. I am visiting the mountain gate today. I hope you can come out." It’s a great honor to welcome you!”

Lin Bufan smiled and nodded gently: "Fellow Daoist Ning, we meet again."

His eyes fell on Grandma Yuan and he thought to himself: "It is indeed a Nascent Soul level demon ape!"

Ning Jingfan introduced: "This is my spiritual pet, my name is Grandma Yuan. Ning feels very lucky to be able to get her help."

"Hehehe." Lin Bufan laughed loudly, waved his sleeves, and made a gesture to guide the way, and said: "Fellow Taoist Ning, please follow me. I have prepared some spiritual tea and have been waiting for you for a long time."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ning Zhuo showed no expression as he followed Ning Yifan and walked openly through the gate of Wanyao Gate and entered Yuanshan Mountain.

"This kid..." Lin Shanshan's senior brothers looked unhappy.

The monks watching from a distance were talking about it.

"Ning Zhuo is indeed the young master of the Ning family."

"The ancestor of the Ning family's golden elixir keeps him with him, and it's evident how much he favors it."

"Ning Zhuo and other casual cultivators like us have different results."

Some of the monks were envious, some were jealous, and some were filled with sighs.

Huaguzi and Hanzhou were naturally among the crowd.

Hua Guzi didn't look back until Ning Jiufan, Ning Zhuo and others had submerged into the pavilions of Yuanshan.

She was a little depressed.

Hanzhou was about to say goodbye to her, but she stopped him.

Hua Guzi: "Come, Hanzhou, let's have a discussion!"

Hanzhou felt bad and quickly refused.

Hua Guzi snorted coldly: "On weekdays, the three of us take turns to compete. Why don't you dare to do it without Mr. Ning Zhuo this time?"

Hanzhou suddenly had a sad look on his face: "Fellow Daoist Hua, if you insist on asking for it, then I have no choice but to sacrifice my life to accompany you. There is just a reason, I need to explain it first-"

"Even if you defeat me, you still can't make up for the identity gap between you and fellow Taoist Ning Zhuo."

"Shut up!!!" Huaguzi's eyes were bloodshot and red.

She was so powerful that the monks around her became alert, and everyone felt that she was almost going to take action on the spot.

Hanzhou hurriedly persuaded: "Fellow Daoist Hua, please calm down. If you want to have a fight on Xiaozheng Peak, it is best to do it in the martial arts arena. If you do it outside, you are violating the rules of the sect. You may be fined at the least, or you may be asked to quit at the worst."

Only then did Hua Guzi endure it and flew back to Xiaozheng Peak angrily.

It turns out Mt.

Living room.

After a cup of tea, the greetings ended.

Ning surrendered and gave a specially prepared salute.

Lin Bufan accepted it and asked directly: "Friend Daoist Ning, why are you here for this visit?"

It’s better to just give in and be honest about your needs. First, the demon ape must be healed. Secondly, it is to seek an alliance between the Ning family and the Wanyao sect.

"Now, our Ning family has established a firm foothold in Fire Persimmon City and is actively developing."

"I hope that this time, we can work together with your sect and have deeper cooperation."

Lin Bufan stroked his beard and smiled: "Easy to say, easy to say."

His attitude is very enthusiastic, but when it comes to negotiations, he is not at all "easy to talk to" as he just said. On the contrary, he has to care about every bit and not give up an inch of ground.

Lin Bufan also had a talent for eloquence, but Ning surrendered in front of him and seemed clumsy, gradually losing his ability to parry during negotiations.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ning Zhuo boldly intervened and argued with Lin Bufan for several rounds, but also fell into a disadvantage.

However, this already impressed Lin Bufan.

He praised softly: "Little friend Ning Zhuo, you are worthy of being the patriarch of the branch family. He is indeed talented."

From these words, it is shown that Lin Bufan has received rewards and has a considerable understanding of Huoshi Fairy City, the Ning family, and Ning Zhuo.

If you know yourself and your enemy, you can fight a hundred battles without danger.

This gave him an advantage in negotiations.

Ning Jiufan saw that Ning Zhuo performed better than him, so he decisively retreated to the back line and watched Ning Zhuo charge forward.

Ning Zhuo's verbal skills are great, but Lin Bufan is even more powerful!

Lin Bufan runs Wanyao Sect. He does many things in person and negotiates many business deals in person. He is over 600 years old and has a rich life experience.

Ning Zhuo was only sixteen years old, not even a fraction of his age.

Forced as a last resort, Ning Zhuo could only continue to show weakness and protect himself as a junior. This made Lin Bufan, a senior with a Nascent Soul rank, find it difficult to target.

When the two parties reached preliminary negotiations, Lin Bufan was calm and smiling, but Ning Zhuo was already sweating.

Throughout the whole process, except for the first few rounds of confrontation, Ning Zhuo was still in an offensive posture. Everything after that, he was passively defensive and kept getting beaten.

"Little friend Ning Zhuo, are you really only sixteen years old? Can you let me touch your bones for you?" Lin Bufan took the initiative to invite.

Ning Zhuo naturally had no choice but to obey.

Lin Bufan touched his hand bones, nodded and said, "He is indeed a sixteen-year-old boy. He has not lost his vitality. It's very good. Keep it up."

"This is the first time I have met you. As an elder, I will give you a small gift."

"What do you want? Tell me!"

Ning Zhuo's eyes lit up, and he immediately bowed and asked: "Can Lord Lin show some leniency and lift Miss Lin's house arrest?"

Lin Bufan's smile suddenly subsided.

He shook his head gently: "I punished Shanshan because she didn't even do her daily homework and was too forgetful."

"So I punished her with house arrest to make her realize her mistakes and correct them."

"This will be of great benefit to her. Xiaozhuo, change your request."

Ning Zhuo smiled awkwardly: "I often hear from Miss Lin about the various prestige and deeds of your sect's senior brother, that is, your first disciple Linghu Jiu."

"I have been friends with Linghu Jiu for a long time. There were some disturbances before, and it was Linghu Daoyou who took the initiative to help me settle the matter."

Ning Zhuo proposed that he wanted to visit Linghu Jiu in the Ten Thousand Demons Cave to express his gratitude.

Lin Bufan pondered and said nothing.

Ning Jiufan chimed in at the right time: "In my humble opinion, Ning Zhuo of our clan must be a pillar of the family. Young friend Linghu of your sect will also be a senior member of the sect. It will be beneficial for both of us if the two of them meet and establish a friendship."

Lin Bufan nodded, and he looked at Ning Zhuo and suggested other resource rewards as a meeting gift.

But Ning Zhuo insisted on doing so, and Lin Bufan had no choice but to agree to Ning Zhuo's request.

The outline of the cooperation between the two sides has been finalized.

Ning Zhuo was impatient to discuss the rest, and left it to Ning Jiufan.

He carried the wine jar and went straight to the back mountain of Dazheng Peak.