Lan Anran looked ashamed.
Then he motioned for the young man to step back.
"I'll come right away. You go and calm her down first."
"Yes, student understands."
The young man stepped back.
Only then did Lan Anran clear Zhao Shuning's doubts.
Actually, a long time ago, after the death of Elder Ji of the sect, Elder Xia also became careless. She didn't really pay much attention to teaching the disciples.
Most of the time, it was the various teachers in the sect who took on the important task.
Elder Xia only occasionally showed up at the sect's ceremonies.
Since the sect lacked well - qualified teachers, after much investigation, Lan Anran proposed a suggestion to the elders.
It was to hire some well - known people from the martial world to guide the students' spiritual cultivation.
In this search, they found Rong Yan, the former mistress of the black market.
Over the years, the black market had started to rise again slowly.
The mistress they remembered was charming but very amiable.
Perhaps because Zhao Huai had once lived in the sect for a long time, Rong Yan only thought for a moment and then agreed.
Not long after.
She began to stay in the sect to guide the spiritual cultivation of the sect's disciples.
Lan Anran originally thought that he had found an extremely excellent teacher for the sect.
But it was not so.
As time passed, Rong Yan gradually changed.
Previously, the sect's disciples would always swarm around her and ask for her guidance when they saw her. Now, as soon as they saw Rong Yan coming back, they would stay far away.
Nowadays, when Rong Yan trained with the students, she rarely showed mercy.
There were very few disciples who could withstand five moves from her.
"I don't remember that the mistress had such abilities before?"
"Previously, I also thought that the mistress might have just read a lot of cultivation books. I even thought that she might not be able to use spiritual power and spiritual energy. But I don't know what happened. Suddenly, the spiritual power she unleashed was extremely terrifying."
When talking about Rong Yan.
In Zhao Shuning's memory, as long as she smiled, she was extremely charming.
Moreover, Zhao Shuning remembered that every time she saw the mistress, there was always a strange fragrance on her body. This strange fragrance was not like the perfume powder sold in the capital. It seemed to be inborn.
"Anyway, in the Kyushu Continent now, heroes are rising. We don't know if it's a blessing or a curse." Seeing Lan Anran looking like a man worried about the country and the people, Zhao Shuning couldn't help but sigh.
The last time they met, they were all students who were detached from worldly strife and focused on cultivation.
Time had passed. When they met again, each person's path was different.
Everyone had changed.
"Have there been a lot of things happening in the Kyushu Continent in recent years?"
Forgive Zhao Shuning.
Since she woke up, she had been with Bu Ran all day long. Every day was like being in a sweet jar, and she didn't pay much attention to the affairs of the Kyushu Continent.
Later, when she returned to Linjiang in the Great Wilderness of Dongze and got engaged, most of what she knew was about Shui Yunsheng. She didn't really care about the affairs of other countries in the Kyushu Continent.
"Don't you know? Well, you've been out of the picture in recent years. At first, I was curious. With your active nature, how could you bear the loneliness and not come out and make a ruckus?" Lan Anran said earnestly.
Then he continued, "Not to mention the distant things. Just take the neighboring country of Cangwu of the Great Wilderness of Dongze. Do you know that there was an extremely absurd incident in the royal family of the Gu family. Prince Cheng, Gu Liang, was originally stripped of his power and exiled beyond the border. But a few years ago, for some unknown reason, he led his troops back to the palace of Cangwu."
"Prince Cheng, Gu Liang? Didn't they say that he was executed on the spot when he plotted to kill the prince of Cangwu?"
Lan Anran shook his head.
"You only know one side of the story."
Back then, Gu Liang's legs were crippled, and his spiritual root was also destroyed by Gu Zhiruo.
Originally, the king of Cangwu planned to hang Gu Liang's head on the city wall the next day to pay homage to the dead queen, the late king, and the tens of thousands of elite soldiers who had died in vain.
But at the last moment, the king of Cangwu softened his heart.
Because Gu Liang pleaded with him.
He said that the Gu family had always had only one heir in each generation. Now, in their generation, there were finally brothers.
Brothers turning against each other was something that the ancestors could not tolerate.
So that night, the king of Cangwu only abolished Prince Cheng's abilities but didn't really take his life.
The subsequent things were just for the remaining followers of Prince Cheng in the court to see.
In fact, Prince Cheng was exiled outside the country. Originally, with his injuries, he should never have been able to return to the royal family.
Who would have known that Gu Liang had such good fortune. He didn't know what kind of expert he met. Not only was his injury cured, but he was also given a mysterious army, which gave him the ability to lead his troops back to the palace of Cangwu.
Gu Liang had lived in the palace of Cangwu since childhood, so he was naturally very familiar with the terrain. Moreover, his influence was not small at that time. Later, when he attacked the city, as long as he made a little arrangement, it was not a problem.
"What about Gu Zhiruo when the city was being attacked so seriously?"
"Junior Sister Zhao is still the same as before. She still calls those who are of a higher generation and have extremely noble status by their first names."
"Senior Brother Lan, don't keep me in suspense. Hurry up and tell me. What happened to Gu Zhiruo?"
Lan Anran shook his head.
"I don't know either. But Gu Liang seemed to have alarmed the ancestor of the Gu family or some other powerful figure. During that city - attack, originally with the help of the mysterious power, Prince Cheng already had a good chance of winning. But at a critical moment, a high - ranking monk appeared on the city wall."
Zhao Shuning was surprised.
"A high - ranking monk?"
"Yes. As soon as the high - ranking monk appeared, Prince Cheng's million soldiers knelt down one after another. And wherever the high - ranking monk went, no one in the tens of thousands of troops dared to stop him."
"So awesome?"
Although she was ill - informed, she had never heard of any high - ranking monk on the Kyushu Continent who was so powerful.
Zhao Shuning looked at Lan Anran excitedly. Lan Anran sighed.
"This is all I know."
Did she think he was an all - knowing oracle? It had taken him quite a bit of effort to know these things.
"You really don't know who that high - ranking monk is?"
"Why would I lie to you? I wasn't at the scene at that time. Even if I had been there, I probably wouldn't have recognized him. Later, I asked the soldiers who had participated in that battle. They all said that they had never seen that high - ranking monk before."
"I see. Then where does that high - ranking monk live now?"
"Miss Zhao, I really don't know. If I knew, I would have gone to become his disciple long ago. Such a hermit expert is not someone we can pry into."
"Since he appeared, there should be some clues left, right? Where did he go after that? Don't you know?"
Lan Anran cried with a long face.
"Junior Sister Zhao, Miss Zhao, I really don't know! That high - ranking monk came and went without a trace. What can I do?"
Just as Zhao Shuning was about to ask further.
An anxious voice came from afar.
"Brother, hurry up. The mistress is 'instructing' the disciples again!"
The voice of the beautiful Miss Lan was full of panic at the moment.