Who is Zhenjun Zhaohe? He has long noticed that Ningxia is looking at him frequently. Not scorching, yet conspicuous.
Although there was no offense in his eyes, there was a kind of anxiety and inexplicable familiarity that made him confused. He felt that the other party seemed to have something to say.
However, there was nothing strange on the face of Lord Showa. He still has one more important thing to sort out now. As for the child's secret, he will take time to listen to it later. She seems to be friends with that boy Yuan Chen.
"...My little friend, did you just say that Guizong wanted to trade with me for the same thing?" Lord Showa's voice was inexplicably deep, with a deep meaning.
"Yes." Lin Pingzhen took out the things he had prepared for a long time from his storage bag and held them up in his hands so that the people above could see them clearly.
Seeing that thing clearly, even Zhaohe Zhenjun was so surprised that his eyes widened. The faces of the two True Lords sitting on both sides showed varying degrees of surprise, and the senior brothers were all focused on Lin Pingzhen.
Ningxia behind could only see a hazy shadow. He couldn't see what it was and didn't dare to look. Lin Pingzhen used his True Barrier Technique to directly cover the thing, so that none of them could clearly see its shape and appearance.
However, this little technique cannot be hidden from True Lord Yuanying, and it was originally only shown to these few people.
Zhenjun Zhaohe was surprised for a moment and soon regained his composure. He said in as calm a voice as possible: "Since Xiaoyou Lin has sacrificed such a thing, it must be your sect's intention. I understand, but this thing is very valuable, and I'm afraid it would be a shame to part with it." You are so determined, what kind of spiritual creature do you want to send to me?"
In fact, Zhaohe Zhenjun already knew in his heart that the Wuhua Sect's request for such a valuable thing would not be simple, and it might even be the secret of their sect. It's hard to decide.
Because it happened that they wanted this thing sent by the Wuhua Sect very much. If they could get it, it would help them solve a big problem.
Now just look at what they want to change? Several members of the Huyang faction quickly weighed the pros and cons in their minds. They didn't show it on their faces, but they were all focused on this.
Ning Xia and the others could neither see nor hear clearly. The land in front of Lin Pingzhen seemed to be separated by a spiritual shield, forming a vacuum zone.
Ningxia, who was standing very close, could only vaguely see Lin Pingzhen opening and closing his mouth and saying something. It lasted for a while, and then this hazy feeling, like being caught in a dream, dissipated in a moment, revealing the people talking.
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"I am aware of your sect's intention. However, this matter is of great importance and requires the consent of other disciples. I will consider it carefully and inform you in a few days."
"You can go back to the guest house to make your own arrangements first, and we can discuss everything after the mirror inquiry ceremony. No matter what the outcome is, our sect will give your sect a reasonable reply." Zhenjun Zhaohe looked solemn, a little hesitant, and it was obvious that he was very entangled. , but his expression was quite relaxed.
He didn't insist that it wouldn't work, nor did he agree immediately. His tone was quite loose, which was far beyond Lin Pingzhen's expectations.
It's always good news that people can consider it. If they call back and refuse immediately, they really have no chance. Then they will have to find other methods, which will be very troublesome. It's just that the Huyang Sect still has a hard time getting through this level.
Lin Ping sincerely breathed a sigh of relief, and did not press any further, acquiescing to go back and wait for news.
"Then, gentlemen, I won't disturb you all, first..." At this point, Lin Pingzhen suddenly saw Ning Xia's movements, his eyes condensed, and he paused.
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"Brother Zhen, my mother-in-law discovered that you brought sweet potatoes to me last time. She scolded her so much when you came back. We obviously all spoke very quietly. Do you think she was squatting behind us? Eavesdropping..." The very young Ning Xia couldn't help but cry, looking eagerly at the half piece of cake in Lin Pingzhen's hand and wanting it very much. Ningxia at that time was not Ningxia.
"Is that so... Aunt Ning may have heard it while chatting. Don't be afraid, we won't say it directly in the future. How about I make a gesture, and if you see it, come here quietly. This way you won't be discovered. ”
"Yeah. Hehe, this way my mother-in-law won't know. Thank you, real brother."
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This was a long time ago in Lin Pingzhen's memory. At that time, they and the Ning family were still neighbors, and Ningxia was not even taller than his waist.
He grew up with the Ning brothers and sisters, and they have a very good relationship. He had always envied his Ning family brother for having a younger sister, so he always considered Ning Xia, who grew up next door, as his younger sister, and would often give her some snacks.
Sometimes it's half a piece of sweet potato, sometimes it's a piece of sugar, and occasionally it's fine grains. The little girl from the Ning family was young and didn't understand the preciousness of these things. She really thought that her brother Lin didn't want these things, so she ate them happily.
But this was not the case in Ning's mother's eyes. Farmers' rations contain many precious things, and they are scarce and not enough for everyone. Lin Pingzhen has a small family and is relatively well off, but not much richer. I am afraid that he saves money to feed his own greedy family. Ning's mother naturally refused and was very strict.
Lin Pingzhen and Ningxia just came up with this idea.
But later, Lin Pingzhen moved and went to school again. Gradually, he rarely returned to the village. Only Yuan Guifang, who went to the county town, could see anyone.
Coupled with the fact that Ningxia has changed its soul, this gesture has become a thing of the past.
Ningxia retained her memory after entering this body, but it was intermittently and many of them were blurred. However, after the foundation was established, whether it was due to the foundation building monk's skill or the stability of his soul, she gradually remembered more things.
Not long after I was born, I saw my parents’ happy faces, rolled over and walked for the first time, my brother’s tricks, my father’s teasing, a moment when my mother scolded me for crying... and the person who had the most profound impression in my childhood besides my family, Lin Pingzhen. .
Everything happened vividly in my mind, and the emotions at that time, joy, anger, guilt, and even those tiny emotions all emerged clearly. Let her feel that she is the Ningxia, she has always been, and she will be from now on.
This man has always been her brother. As time goes by, Ningxia becomes more and more certain of this matter.
So this time...please ask Brother Zhen to stay, just like you did when you were a child.
Ningxia has always trusted him. No matter it is the past her that melts into the soul, or the present her.
Lin Ping really understood. He has never been a forgetful man.
"Martial Nephew Wu, please take your junior brothers and sisters back first. I remember there are some things that need to be discussed with the three True Lords. You don't have to stay here. Go back first. Take good care of your junior brothers and sisters."
The generous male cultivator who had been scolded by his fiancée before had no trace of the previous naivety on his face. He cupped his hands and said, "No." Then he led a group of junior brothers and sisters out of the hall in an orderly manner.
No one asked why, and no one looked back to see who was still there. Everyone tacitly understood that since it was not something they could know, then they just didn’t know.
