Chapter 126: Purple Eyes Washing, Fighting and Killing

"What is Mr. Ning painting?"

“So useful!”

The Tmall girl looked around with her big eyes, like a cat seeing a fish, wanting to catch Ning Que's little tail.

Situ Yilan was also quite curious about this.

Ning Que looked at Situ Yilan's big watery eyes and felt as if he was caught. If this little girl knew that he was drawing Mo Shanshan, she would probably be furious.

After all, Ning Que could vaguely feel that Situ Yilan had some vague feelings for him.

But Ning Que obviously didn't intend to tell them. After dealing with the Tmall Girl and Situ Yilan, he took out the painting again, but he still felt that something was missing.

I just put it away carefully and plan to finish it next time.

How does the saying go? A good article is a natural creation, and it is the result of a master's hand. The same goes for inspiration for painting. Once the train of thought is interrupted, there is no point in continuing the painting.

Under the shade of a tree, Mo Shanshan, who was practicing calligraphy, noticed that the shadow on the copybook had deepened. She looked up, only to find that it was Ning Que who was blocking the light.

"Ning Que, what's wrong?"

At this time, Mo Shanshan had gradually become familiar with Ning Que and started to call him by his name.

"Shanshan, practicing under strong light is bad for your eyes. It's hard to see people clearly."

Ning Que smiled, looked at the woman in front of him whose eyes could hold a sky full of stars, and spoke softly.

After all, Mo Shanshan's eyesight was affected in the process of being obsessed with reading and writing. She was called a "bookworm" because she was always writing. It was understandable that she had poor eyesight after reading so many books for so many years.

In the original novel, the protagonist even got her a pair of glasses in order to help her, but in the hands of Taishang Taoist, curing a simple myopia is naturally not a difficult task.

"It's okay, I've always been like this."

Mo Shanshan was as gentle as water, and it seemed as if nothing could cause her to become disturbed.

When Ning Que saw her like this, he immediately had an idea and a small bottle appeared in his hand.

"I'll give you a small gift!"

Ning Que placed the small bottle in his hand on Mo Shanshan's desk. The air inside was filled with purple and twinkling stars, like the morning sun.

"what is this?"

Looking at the gift in front of her, Mo Shanshan was delighted.

"As for the effect of the Purple Light Spirit Dew, it can cleanse the pupils. Although it cannot cultivate the ability of Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils, it can restore a person's pupils to their original state and enable them to see the smallest details."

Ning Que pulled Mo Shanshan up, then opened the cork and used his magic power to gently draw the purple spiritual dew out of the bottle. The purple spiritual dew turned into two tiny purple star rivers.

"It might itch a little, don't move!"

Ning Que held Mo Shanshan in his arms and spoke to her softly.

"Ok!"

Ning Que drew two rays of purple spiritual dew into Mo Shanshan's eyes, and a faint purple glow spread from her eyes.

After a moment, Mo Shanshan opened his eyes.

The world was bright, birds were singing and insects were chirping. The breeze lifted Ning Que's hair, and the person in front of him was so clear, as if he had just walked out of a painting.

When Mo Shanshan saw the world clearly again, she felt that everything was so real. In the days that followed, Mo Shanshan spent a little less time practicing calligraphy.

Because Ning Que told her that it would take several days for the Purple Light Spirit Dew to fully exert its therapeutic effect, and only then would the effect be completely stable.

So Mo Shanshan could only be obedient and usually go to Ning Que to discuss the knowledge of talismans. However, Ning Que discovered something wrong at this time.

"Shanshan, we might be in trouble!"

Ning Que frowned, but there was no panic on his face. Instead, he walked over calmly and spoke to Mo Shanshan.

"what happened?"

"We have been followed by bandits for several days!"

"What should we do?"

Mo Shanshan asked.

"At first, I thought they would leave after a few days, but unexpectedly, not only did they not leave, but now they are getting closer and closer."

"Shanshan, go gather everyone at Mochi Garden and explain the situation to everyone so that they can be mentally prepared."

"Well, okay, leave it to me!" Ning Que turned around and instructed Situ Yilan:

"Yilan, you have always been a female general. You usually read a lot of military books. This is a good opportunity for you to accumulate practical combat experience."

"You just go and help command. After all, the people in Mo Chi Yuan have no combat experience. You need to teach them what to do."

At night, Ning Que slept soundly, not worried at all. Mo Shanshan felt a little uneasy, so she came to Ning Que to ask his opinion.

Ning Que smiled and said, "It's okay. Situ Yilan is from a military family after all. She has been exposed to military tactics since she was young."

"Besides, I have confidence in my little apprentice. After all, she has studied with me for a while. I know her abilities very well. Just listen to her orders without worry!"

"Besides, the people of Mochiyuan lack combat experience and awareness. War will kill people, and the combat power of the barbarians is even stronger."

"Instead of letting them face the powerful barbarians, it would be better to train them with horse bandits."

Listening to Ning Que's words, Mo Shanshan also knew that if they couldn't even pass this level.

Then, there might not be many people left returning to Mo Chi Garden by then, so he had to seriously instruct the people in Mo Chi Garden and make preparations according to Situ Yilan's arrangements.

This time, there were no mistakes.

The horse bandits saw that although the people from Mo Chiyuan were transporting food and fodder, they knew when to advance and retreat. When they were in a flat place, they finally lost their patience and started to attack.

Mo Shanshan looked at the horse bandits swooping down from the mountain with a determined look in his eyes.

"I will not help you directly until the last moment. Here are the healing pills I prepared. You can give them to others."

Even though Ning Que is a furnace-blasting maniac, he is still able to refine some basic medicines. If he can't even refine some pills, he'd better give up the title of Supreme Taoist Lord as soon as possible!
Those horse bandits were by no means good guys, in fact, they were jackals, tigers and leopards. They were full of momentum, using inertia and the power of their horses to charge forward, their hooves roaring like thunder and rushing towards us.

But when they reached a gentle slope, the people and horses in front fell into a huge horse trap.

"Bah!"

The long sharpened wood went straight through the warhorses and people's bodies, and the people at the back saw that the people in the front row had fallen into the trap and hurriedly tried to grab the warhorses.

But the force and inertia of a horse running at high speed cannot be easily stopped. A trap killed more than 200 horse bandits.

The second wave of horse bandits behind showed no fear and rushed down the mountain again, bypassing the trap.

At this time, Mo Shanshan flew into the air, his fingers dancing and changing, forming seals one after another, his mental power constantly emerging, and the sky full of fire rain spread towards the bandits, turning into a human-shaped turret.

With the cooperation of everyone and some mechanisms, the second wave of people were successfully eliminated.

When the people on the mountain saw that two waves of their people had been killed, but the other side had not suffered any losses, a man with a braid and a standard military knife pointed his knife, and everyone rushed down.

This time, Ning Que and his group could only engage in hand-to-hand combat.

After all, the arrangements were made in a hurry, and Situ Yilan could only arrange this much based on the existing conditions.

In an instant, the sound of horse hooves could be heard, the frosty sword energy was dyed red, and streams of bright red blood gushed out, watering this barren wasteland and providing it with the most nutritious fertilizer.

The battle was not fancy at all, with only the simplest moves and figures falling down around.

Situ Yilan burst out with astonishing bloodiness. Her eyes were as cold as a wolf, and her pupils were filled with bloodthirsty light. It was as if she had returned to the world of gods and demons set up by Ning Que, and she began to fight to her heart's content.

The Qingluan spear in her hand swept across, like a Valkyrie, wantonly reaping lives on the battlefield.

Mo Shanshan was waving the sword in his hand, and his white robe was stained red with blood.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but she just focused on dealing with the enemies that kept appearing in front of her.

However, Situ Yilan saw something when she was fighting against the bandits. She shouted to warn them:

"Everyone, be careful. There's something wrong with these bandits. They don't look like guerrillas, but rather like a well-organized army!"

"What?!!"

Mo Shanshan exclaimed. She had no doubt about Situ Yilan. After all, she had no reason to deceive them. She was just confused in her heart. Who would send such a team to rob and kill them?
Could it be the Yuelun Kingdom that had previously clashed with them?
Unfortunately, Mo Shanshan guessed wrong. These horse bandits were actually targeting someone else.

Situ Yilan's shouting quickly attracted the attention of the bandits, or rather, they were looking for Situ Yilan in the first place.

Lin Ling is the deputy general of Xiahou. He gathered his men and came here specifically to kill Situ Yilan, who had just become the Thirteenth Master of the Academy not long ago.

According to the original trajectory, they were going to surround and kill Ning Que, but now, Situ Yilan surpassed Longqing to become the Thirteenth Master of the Academy, which naturally made Xiling lose face.

Moreover, Situ Yilan was a woman, which meant that a girl surpassed all the talented people in the world and became the number one. How could Longqing not bear a grudge against her?

On the surface, they pretend to be proud and bright and flawless, but in their heart there is the most humble and hideous darkness. They talk about morality and righteousness all the time and use the most high-sounding reasons to force others to agree with them.

Just like those people in the Buddhist sect, they wrap themselves in layers of disguise. Such people are really disgusting and annoying!
(End of this chapter)