One of the two monks is at the age of twenty-seven or eight, and the other is at the age of thirty-four or five. Their cultivation is at the peak of foundation building. The latter is already vaguely about to break through to the golden elixir, and the only difference is only an opportunity.

For casual cultivators, they do not have the assistance of their families and sects to provide spiritual medicines and elixirs. Their cultivation is cultivated through experience. However, if they can cultivate their cultivation, they cannot cultivate their minds and natures. It can be seen from their secretly bad behavior.

Now that the two saw Tang Ning walking towards this side, the 27 or 28-year-old monk smiled at Tang Ning and asked, "Fellow Daoist Tang, it's dark and slippery, where are you going? Do we need to accompany you?"

Tang Ning's eyes passed by the two of them, and did not respond to their words, but continued to walk towards the water source.

Seeing that she didn't even respond, the monk's smile drooped and his whole face became gloomy: "I'm really ungrateful!"

"This Tang family should have come from a big family. We should not provoke her." The older monk said, looking at the beautiful girl's figure gradually fading away, his eyes dimmed.

They travel around the country, but they rarely meet a woman with such an outstanding appearance and demeanor. Even if they don’t inquire too much, they probably know that this woman was born into a noble family, so no one dared to cause trouble for her along the way, nor did anyone dare to make any decisions about her. Otherwise, such a beautiful girl in the team would be like a sheep falling into a pile of wolves. How could she still have to be full of her tail?

"She wouldn't have happened to see the old man when she went to the water source..." The young monk hesitated for a moment.

"So what if we see it? We can't move her. So what if we teach the old man a lesson? Who in this team will make this point for the old man?" The older monk snorted: "Let's go! Go back and rest."

"That's true." The monk laughed and walked with him to the resting place.

Even if those monks who were patrolling around were in charge of guarding, they had no intention of showing up when they heard the movement and saw that scene. Anyway, they had not killed them, so they naturally turned a blind eye.

When Tang Ning came to the water source, he happened to see her grandfather taking away the sack on her head. After soaking her gray hair, she was messy and pressing her cheeks, dripping water down wet. He half bent over and coughed while panting, spitting out some blood, then he calmed down his chest, and fell to the ground in a mess, panting.

"Ancestor...Senior!"

She ran over quickly, came to him and squatted down, holding him with one hand and patting his back with the other, and asked worriedly: "How are you? Are you okay?"

"I, I'm fine."

After he took a breath, he recovered a little, waved his hand at Tang Ning, and said, "It's okay, old man, I'm wet and dirty, don't dirty your dress."

"It's okay."

She helped him stand up and pinched a spell. The light brushed past the old man, and his dirty clothes were completely renewed. Even his wet hair was dry again, and his whole body was as clean and tidy as after taking a shower.

Jiu Lao was stunned for a moment, and looked at her with a gaze, thinking to himself that it was indeed the nobles who came from. Just with this spell, there were probably few people in the team who could do it.
Chapter completed!