It was another ordinary new beginning, but today seemed a little different.
The second round of the competition finally came safely with everyone's eager anticipation. As the foreigners left, the Wuhua faction, which had been quiet for a while, began to become lively again.
After these days of adjustment, the disciples quickly regained the energy and spirit they had exerted in the first game. They were eating and drinking when they should. They had already completed the strategic analysis day and night, and were re-equipped to prepare for the next round of bloody battles.
Now is the time when everyone is in the best condition and feels like they can show off their skills again.
However, Ningxia has made a new discovery. There seems to be a new group of expatriate disciples returning to the Wuhua Sect.
Of course, there is no doubt that the selected contestants are immutable, but there is indeed a new group of entourage, with many more seniors, whereas before there were mostly young disciples. It seems that after seeing that the first round didn't work well, the sect held a conference, and then there were so many reliable seniors who came to give them guidance.
I don’t know what standards True Lord Xuanyang uses to allocate places. It’s easy to say that his own sect is ranked based on strength. The one who stands out will depend on this competition. But what about expatriates? Is it also based on the number of people on the list? Are all the big and small the same? Ningxia thinks this is impossible.
All in all, after learning the inside story, Ningxia could only see an undercurrent in this peace.
"True Lord Lingche?" Ningxia thought it was an illusion at first, but Xie Shi said that this person had been in seclusion for a long time, hadn't he? How could such an occasion arise?
Although Ningxia feels that this competition is really about a lot of things, she doesn’t pay enough attention to it...
The other party turned around, and it turned out to be Zhenjun Lingche. Although they haven't seen each other for five years, Ningxia can't recognize him.
Ning Xia took two quick steps, and the other party had already stopped and was waiting for her.
"I've met Zhenjun Lingche." Ning Xia bowed to him in a polite manner.
"It turns out to be Senior Nephew Ning. I haven't seen you for a long time..."
"You've grown up too. You're a big girl, and I didn't even dare to recognize you just now." Zhenjun Lingche said with emotion, his attitude was quite close. This kind attitude towards his family's nephews made the disciples of the Huyang Sect who followed behind him I couldn't help but murmur in my heart. But because Ningxia was still there, no one asked.
The other party asked her about her current situation again. Ningxia had a very good impression of this elder. She and Xie Shi were also good friends, and Ningxia had a natural affinity with him.
But for some reason, Ning Xia always felt that there was a lingering worry and solemnity in the other party's expression today. Every time he notices it clearly, and wants to look carefully, he finds that there is nothing there. The other person looks normal... which makes Ningxia a little confused.
"Junior sister Ning, you are here..." It was He Haigong's voice. Ning Xia had made an appointment with him and Jin Lin to wait here. She came a little earlier and didn't expect to meet Zhenjun Lingche here. The other party shouted again, and Ning Xia was hesitating whether to respond first and ask him to wait there or to bring him over to see him politely. Zhenjun Lingche is a great master of alchemy, so it is good to know each other, but...
"He's here to find you, right?" Zhenjun Lingche raised his eyebrows and glanced behind her. The other party had obviously noticed his presence. He was standing far away with no intention of disturbing her, but his eyes were still staring in the direction of Ningxia. , couldn't help but smile: "You will participate in the competition later. I won't bother you. We are meeting in a hurry. I will ask San'er to find you when I have time in a few days. You have to work harder for the competition. Go stop."
"Yes, that disciple will leave first." Ning Xia was stunned for a moment and then responded, bowed and left, walking towards He Haigong not far away.
Looking at the two people who had walked away, a disciple couldn't help but ask: "Master, this is..." If he read correctly, the emblem of the Wuhua Sect was embroidered on the sleeves of the other party. This should be a disciple of the Wuhua Sect, but he seems to be very familiar with their master.
"A friend of your junior brother, she has quite a connection with our sect. If you meet her in the future, you might as well take care of her." The connection is indeed very deep, not only because of Xie Shi, but also because of the incident that has already happened. Secrets buried in the dust of time. After all, their sect indirectly owed the other party a big favor, but it was just not enough to be appreciated by outsiders.
And the fewer people know about it, the better, both for them and for Ningxia itself.
"Yes." It turns out he is Xie Shi's friend. No wonder he is so kind. Master loves their little junior brother the most. Just thinking of the current situation, they looked at Zhenjun Lingche with some worry.
Ning Xia's figure was no longer visible, and it took a long time for Zhenjun Lingche to say: "Let's go."
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"Who was that just now?" He Haigong asked doubtfully. Although it was impossible for him to recognize all the monks in the sect at his level, the one just now was very eye-catching in terms of his dressing style and the disciples around him, so he should not be a monk in his sect.
Turns out his instincts were good.
"That is Zhenjun Lingche of the Huyang Sect. Do you still remember the Hundred-turn Pill that Senior Brother Jin took before? It was refined by this man. He is Xie Shi's father. I went to the Huyang Sect as a guest before. When I was young, their family took good care of me and they were very good elders.”
"It seems that Junior Sister Ning has a very good impression of this person. I rarely hear you praise a person like this. You have never praised True Lord Yuanheng like this. He will definitely be angry if he hears it..." He Haigong raised his eyebrows and stopped. He couldn't stop talking, and his tone was full of smiles.
Without waiting for Ningxia's answer...
"Don't let me hear what you are saying. You two can relax and let me wait. You deserve to be punished! Come here quickly..." No one heard her voice before she saw him. The sentence that impressed Ning Xia the most when she came to the world of cultivation was nothing else, but never talk about others behind their backs, because you don't know whether they will appear in front of you at the next moment.
True Lord Yuan Heng and Jin Lin.
The two of them looked normal, not like they had had a heart-to-heart talk. Jin Lin, in particular, was relatively relaxed. It seemed that the two of them had communicated well and had no grudges. That's good.
Ning Xia and He Haigong rushed to greet him.
There is still one hour left until the second round of the competition begins...
"That female nun..."
There is a flat tower not far away, and you can just see the direction of Ningxia and others.
Ning Xia leaned slightly and looked sideways at the people next to her. As if she said something, the group turned around and walked towards the square.
"Which one?" the person next to him asked, confused. There were so many people standing there, who knew who this little ancestor was asking.
"The one in red clothes." He seemed to feel that he was speaking in a general way and said, "That's the one standing next to Master Yuan Heng."
At the beginning, she didn't know who the person was referring to, and she didn't see anyone, but she immediately understood it.
The female disciple next to True Lord Yuan Heng must be that one. The opponent seems to be participating in the second round of competition today...
