In just seven days, Yan Ning could feel the huge changes in himself. Just a running speed can be described as flying.

The road down the mountain was very rugged, but Yan Ning easily ran in the forest. Ordinary people could only see a shadow flashing, leaving only shaking branches and falling leaves.

Soon, Yan Ning came outside the village, with the help of Maoshan disciples, after a week of repair, the village was completely renewed. Apart from the dead villagers, there was no problem in the village.

Huang Yuyan was walking towards the village with herbs on her back. The basket was filled with herbs collected for her father. That day, her father was lucky, but she had some skin trauma and concussion, but her mother was not so lucky.

Yan Ning saw Huang Yuyan's back from afar, and couldn't help but feel moved. He shouted: "Yu Yan."

Huang Yuyan couldn't help but tremble when she heard Yan Ning's voice. She quickly turned around and saw Yan Ning standing behind her: "Tao, Taoist Master? Are you back?"

Yan Ning left for seven days, and Huang Yuyan also learned from the Maoshan disciples that Yan Ning was expelled from Maoshan. She could not feel at ease for the past seven days. She was quite excited to see Yan Ning at this time.

"Well... how is Uncle Huang?" Yan Ning thought for a while, "You'd better call me Senior Brother Yu."

Huang Yuyan blushed slightly and said, "My father's injuries healed very quickly, thanks to the healing formula left to me by the Great Elder Yutian."

Yan Ning reached out to take the medicine basket behind Huang Yuyan: "I'll go see him with you."

The two walked towards the village side by side. Many villagers recognized Yan Ning and greeted him excitedly. Some even pulled Yan Ning home for dinner, but Yan Ning refused one by one and followed Huang Yuyan.

Beauties all admire heroes, and Huang Yuyan was no exception. Yan Ning saved her three times. She had long admired the Taoist priest in white. At this time, the Taoist priest was with her side again, and anyone would have some beautiful imaginations.

Huang Hunter was able to get out of bed and was sitting in the yard to rest. Seeing Yan Ning and Huang Yuyan come back together, a rare smile appeared in his eyes: "How come the Taoist priest has time to come to our house today? Sit quickly, Yuyan, bring my knife, today I want to kill two chickens to thank the Taoist priest for his kindness!"

"Uncle Huang, don't worry!" Yan Ning said quickly, "I'm either here to have a free meal, or come to see you."

"How can that be? The Taoist priest saved our lives. What's the point of killing a few chickens!" Huang Hunter insisted on killing the chickens to celebrate. Yan Ning had to use it as an excuse to kill life for himself as an excuse. Huang Hunter gave up, but also asked Huang Yuyan to pick a lot of fresh vegetables in the vegetable garden and dug out his daughter Hong, whom he had treasured for many years.

As a hunter, Huang Hunter's personality is naturally rough. There are two big bowls in front of him, and his daughter is filled with red. Even Yan Ning can't help but sniff the fragrance of wine.

Huang Hunter picked up the big bowl and said, "What are the Taoist priests busy with recently?"

"It's just to concentrate on my practice. I may be busy lately and I can only get out for half a day in a week."

"But looking for the path to becoming an immortal?"

"Maybe we can say that..."

"It is really a blessing for our Huang family to recognize a master like Taoist priest. It's a pity that his mother couldn't see the child." Huang Hunter sighed slightly.

Yan Ning was silent for a moment. At this time, Huang Yuyan served a few dishes. Although they looked simple, the fragrance was so strong that Yan Ning's index finger was shaking.

After three rounds of drinking, Huang Hunter said with a red neck: "Master, I'm not to hide it. Now that my daughter's mother is dead, I have no hope in my life. I just hope that Yu Yan can find a good family to marry."

"Father..." Huang Yuyan seemed to think of something and couldn't help but pull Huang Hunter's arm.

Huang Hunter glanced at Huang Yuyan with a smile: "Why, can I not see your thoughts? You like Taoist priests, right?"

"Ah?" Yan Ning was stunned and almost didn't hold the chopsticks firmly.

Huang Yuyan's shadow has been lingering in Yan Ning's shadow, but before Yan Ning could think of this, Huang Hunter has already raised it.

Marriage, parents' words, and not to mention that Huang Yuyan is indeed interested in Yan Ning. She blushed and lowered her head without saying anything. Huang Hunter said it in one breath: "Master, if you don't dislike it, just marry Yu Yan. Although Yuyan was born in the family of me, I loved her so much since I was a child, and rarely let her do rough and tiring work. She can do everything that my daughter can do!"

"Uncle Huang, it's not that Yu Yan is bad, it's just that I... I haven't considered this point yet. Those who practice Taoism should first seek Taoism. Marriage matters... let's wait."

Yan Ning himself was also embarrassed.

Huang Yuyan said awkwardly: "Yes, father, you are too abrupt."

Yan Ning secretly glanced at Huang Yuyan, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated a lot. He swallowed: "Maybe, I can come to the village often and chat with Yuyan. If we are indeed suitable, I will marry her in a year!"

When Huang Yuyan heard Yan Ning suddenly say this, she was both ashamed and happy. Huang Hunter laughed even more and sipped the wine in the bowl!

Half a day was about to pass in the blink of an eye. At dusk, Yan Ning and Huang Yuyan walked to the entrance of the village. The two looked at each other and said goodbye silently.

Suddenly, there was a chaotic sound of horse hooves outside the village, and then more than twenty strong horses stopped at the entrance of the village. The saddle on the horse's back looked extremely luxurious, and the ones sitting on it were all big men over two meters tall. They were carrying black-backed swords on their backs.

One of the big men said coldly: "Boy, do you know how to walk on Maoshan?"

Yan Ning frowned: "Maoshan is a place where Maoshan disciples practice their cultivation. They are generally not open to outsiders. I wonder what happened to those who went to Maoshan?"

"If you ask you, you will answer, where does so much nonsense come from?" The big man did not give any face at all.

Another big man suddenly changed his expression, and he quickly pulled out a scroll from his waist, compared it with Yan Ning, and then said coldly: "Boss, it seems that this guy is the guy on the scroll!"

"Oh?" The boss took the portrait and saw it, and it was indeed very similar: "Who are you, whose name?"

Yan Ning felt that the group of people were coming in full force, but a man dared to act and took responsibility. He stood up and said, "My name is Yu Jiaping."

"It's him!"

"He is the Maoshan Taoist priest who killed Mr. Dai!"
Chapter completed!