Bai Mengjin laughed out loud at their troubles. He turned his head and met a pair of unexpected eyes.
She looked away coldly, but she didn't expect the other party to follow her.
"Miss Bai, Master Ling, we meet again." This person was none other than Ning Yanzhi. His every move was watched by countless people. When he came here to say hello, he also brought those eyes.
Huo Chongxiao was surprised: "Senior Brother Ning."
Yue Yunqiao said quickly: "Senior Brother Ning, do you know him?"
Ning Yanzhi smiled slightly: "We had a chance encounter in Liuyue City."
"Oh..." Huo Chongxiao remembered. There were widespread rumors about Liuyue City, but the main character was Master Ling, and his senior brother didn't mention it much, so he forgot about it for a while.
Yue Yunqiao had a simple mind and said happily: "So that's it, then we are all friends."
Bai Mengjin nodded politely: "Ning Xianjun."
Ling Bufei also returned the greeting: "Ning Xianjun, you are well."
Ning Yanzhi said: "I heard that the two of you will come to the spiritual conference. I have been looking forward to it for a long time. If we can meet, I hope that I will have the honor to fight against the enemy together."
He was so polite that Ling Bufei could not be cold-hearted and said, "It is our honor to be able to advance and retreat together with Mr. Ning Xian."
Bai Mengjin didn't say anything, just nodded.
Ning Yanzhi originally wanted to exchange a few words with her, but seeing her like this, he could only leave first: "I won't disturb you anymore. Let's talk again when we have a chance."
As soon as he walked away, Ji Xingge couldn't wait to ask: "When did you meet Ning Yanzhi? Why didn't I know?"
Ling Bufei snorted: "We only meet once every few years, don't you know it's normal?"
His mouth was so irritating that Ji Xingge couldn't help but want to kick him, but as soon as she raised her foot, she was warned: "Stop! Don't touch me, I'm a family member!"
Ji Xingge became even more irritated when this topic was mentioned. He sighed, turned around and left: "I don't have a serious word to say, I'm too lazy to tell you!"
Bai Mengjin looked at her back and said, "Although Miss Ji is unforgiving, she is really nice to you."
Ling Bufei nodded: "She has never looked down on me."
"Then you are still angry with her."
Ling Bufei smiled and said, "I'm telling the truth!"
After chatting for a while, someone was called from Danxia Palace, so Yue Yunqiao hurriedly said goodbye: "Junior Sister Bai, let's leave first. We'll talk when we have time."
Bai Mengjin agreed and quickly exchanged the communication talisman with her.
Not long after, Baili Xu came over and called for someone: "Sir, Miss Bai, do you want to go see my master together?"
His master Yuan Songqiao is a disciple of Venerable Kumu and has been stationed at Minghe in recent years. These days I take turns to rest in Ziyun Palace.
For Ling Bufei, Uncle Yuan was also his elder, so it was natural for him to go and see him.
So the two of them followed Baili Xu, turning east and west, to a relatively remote palace.
Yuan Songqiao is a sword cultivator. He looks about thirty or forty years old, his clothes are spotless, and his body embodies a fierce sword spirit.
When Bai Mengjin saw him, he remembered the first time he met Baili Xu. Although the master and apprentice didn't spend much time together, their temperaments were surprisingly similar.
"Disciple pays homage to the master. I haven't seen him for many years. Is the master okay?" Bailixu stepped forward to pay homage.
Yuan Songqiao, who was meditating, opened his eyes and said slowly: "Baili... wait, what is your name?"
Bailixu was silent for a moment: "Disciple Bailixu, the order of order..."
The master and apprentice have been separated for so long that they don't even remember their names.
"Oh, Ah Xu." Yuan Songqiao finally remembered. His consciousness swept over him and nodded, "Yes, your cultivation has improved a lot. It seems that you haven't slacked off in the past few years."
Baili Xu smiled and said, "It's all due to the master's good teachings."
Yuan Songqiao said calmly: "With Master's temperament, it has been difficult to calm down and teach the young sect master these years. How can I care about you? You must be diligent."
"..." Baili Xu laughed dryly. If the master dismantles the master, what can he do? I can only stop talking.
Bai Mengjin pursed his lips and smiled. Lord Kumu doesn't care much about his apprentice, and Uncle Yuan also leaves his apprentice to the master. The master and the apprentice are the same. The strange thing is that the apprentices he taught are pretty good. Uncle Yuan was one of the best in the sect, and Baili Xu was also one of the best among his generation.
After the master and apprentice exchanged greetings, Yuan Songqiao finally had time to talk to them: "How are you, young master? You have indeed grown up, and you even have a wife."
"Uncle Yuan." Ling Bufei led Bai Mengjin forward to salute, and said with a smile, "We haven't gotten married yet! When we get married, uncle will come back for a wedding banquet!"
Yuan Songqiao chuckled and glanced at Bai Mengjin, showing some satisfaction: "He has good cultivation and is a diligent child."
Bai Mengjin felt his pulse. Master Yuan was probably a cultivator. When he saw his apprentice, he immediately checked his cultivation. When he saw her, the first thing he noticed was her cultivation.
This is so cool, she is also a cultivator!
Sure enough, after Yuan Songqiao finished speaking to her, he immediately said to Ling Bufei: "I heard that you are good at swordsmanship and can beat A Xu."
Ling Bufei showed a bit of pride: "It's just average. You can't win every time. The main thing is that you take advantage of your deep cultivation."
"Oh?" Yuan Songqiao became interested, "I heard that Uncle Hua created a Kung Fu for you, so that you can practice it without breathing. I am very curious. Now that you are meeting people, why don't you practice it? Shall I take a look?"
They had been separated for a long time, and Ling Bufei didn't know much about Uncle Yuan. In addition, since he was unable to practice martial arts since he was a child, Yuan Songqiao naturally would not pay attention to him in this aspect. At this time, he was not wary and readily responded: "Okay!"
"Come on, come on," Yuan Songqiao raised his hand to release a barrier, "Let's give it a try."
Ling Bufei took out his sword and practiced it for him honestly first.
Yuan Songqiao thought for a moment and formed a clone: "It's hard to tell if you practice alone. Try practicing with it."
Ling Bufei responded obediently.
After practicing for the second time, Yuan Songqiao said: "This move of yours is wrong. I will tell you that Master is not a swordsman and cannot understand the secret. Come, Uncle Master, teach you."
Ling Bufei was quite happy at first. After all, Uncle Yuan was the real swordsman and he could learn a lot from him.
But as he practiced, he found something was wrong. No matter how hard he practices, Uncle Yuan can always find problems and do it over and over again...
"Uncle Yuan, can you practice again next time? You taught me different things several times. My mind is a little confused."
Yuan Songqiao was in high spirits and refused without hesitation: "As a swordsman, you must have the spirit to break the casserole and get to the bottom of it. You must practice correctly before you stop. Come on, let's continue."
Listening to the screams coming from the barrier, Bai Mengjin asked softly: "Baili, were you like this when you were a child?"
Baili Xu recalled the past with a sad expression on his face, and nodded sadly.
Goodnight everybody.
(End of chapter)
