"Zhenjun Yuanheng, are you back?!" Ningxia has been organizing items for the past few days and has not left the house. Unexpectedly, he ran into Zhenjun Yuanheng who came back today just as he was going out. It was a coincidence.
After shouting, Ningxia realized that he was not in a private place like the Formation Hall, but in public, with fellow disciples from all peaks watching.
Ning Xia couldn't help but stiffen, but it was obvious that Zhenjun Yuan Heng was not someone who cared about such things. When he heard the voice, he smiled and made a "come here" gesture towards Ning Xia, looking like he was in a good mood.
Except for the initial discomfort, Ning Xia quickly returned to normal and walked quickly to Zhenjun Yuanheng.
"Where are the two of them?" Zhenjun Yuanheng was a little surprised that Ningxia was staying alone in the inn. Don't the two boys like to lead this little one around on weekdays? This time I went out alone.
"Disciple has something to do and has been resting at the inn these days. Senior Brother He said he wanted to go somewhere a little further away for a stroll, so Senior Brother Jin followed him because he was worried." Speaking of this, Ning Xia couldn't laugh or cry.
Jin Lin still looked very unhappy before leaving, but in the end he relented and followed him, probably because he was afraid that the other party would have problems if he was alone. Before leaving, he told Ningxia to stay in the inn and go out as little as possible.
Unexpectedly, the two of them did not come back, but Zhenjun Yuanheng came first.
"Let them go." Surprisingly, Zhenjun Yuanheng didn't seem surprised at all.
"You...are you willing to go out with me?"
Whenever the other party asks this question, Ningxia thinks that the answer is of course yes.
It seems like something interesting happens every time. Maybe it's because life has been so peaceful recently, but Ningxia is now starting to look forward to it.
"Okay." Ningxia heard herself say.
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Zhongzhengfu
It can be said to be the only impartial voice in the main city in recent years. However, due to those indelible connections in the past, he still maintains good relations with various major families, at least on the surface.
The secret realm of Yanling Lake is about to be opened. Recently, southern Xinjiang has accepted a large number of foreign monks, all coming for the secret realm that will be opened soon.
In this regard, all forces in southern Xinjiang naturally tried their best to maintain order in the main city. After all, such chaotic events are most likely to attract uninvited guests, and the cultivators in Southern Xinjiang do not want to cause problems at this juncture.
At this time, Southern Xinjiang is in great need of an external interface to connect monks from various sects from outside. The Zhongzheng Mansion is the most suitable central hub for this interface.
In order to entertain monks from various sects, Zhongzheng Mansion has held many events these days, including countless banquets.
Zhenjun Yuanheng and the others went out a few days ago to attend a large-scale meeting, and they exchanged some useful information.
True Lord Yuanheng led Ningxia out today to attend a banquet. It is said that the Zhongzheng Mansion invited famous cultivators from various factions and some local celebrities, which was probably similar to a social gathering.
True Lord Yuan Heng was attending on behalf of the Wuhua Sect this time, and he brought a disciple from Ningxia with him. This was incomparable to the grand and impressive travel style of other sects.
"Why, are you nervous?" Zhenjun Yuanheng glanced sideways at Ningxia and said with a smile.
Ning Xia said honestly: "It's true. Zhenjun, is it really okay for the two of us to come?"
Seeing another group of people in front, with more than a dozen people passing by, Ningxia expressed some doubts.
"Soldiers are more important than finesse. Isn't it enough to have me here?" Zhenjun Yuanheng actually said with a serious face: "Besides, we came to the Zhongzheng Mansion for a banquet, not for a war, so why waste so much effort. "
...What you said makes sense? OK, you like it. Ning Xia was speechless and followed the man with his head held high as he walked in step by step.
After entering the stadium, Ningxia was met with a strong crowd of onlookers and heard someone in front of them announcing their name.
Ningxia estimated that the name of Wuhua Sect was loud enough and would definitely be the focus of the audience, so it was no surprise that he received tens of thousands of looks after entering the venue.
Those people obviously had some opinions about their attendance of only two people.
"The Wuhua sect is here..." someone whispered, with a tone that seemed a little excited.
"They are here too... No, why are there only two of them. Isn't that just how many people were sent here?" An elderly True Lord Yuan Ying frowned at the two people who came in, True Lord Yuan Heng.
"No more? There are really only two of them. The Wuhua Sect is too arrogant. Do they think they are already on top of other sects? They are just power thieves..." The speaker was a very young man. The golden elixir monk has strong spiritual pressure and dazzling brilliance. At first glance, he looks like a proud man of heaven.
Not only did he make rude remarks, but he also picked on True Monarch Yuan Heng and Ning Xia to deliberately amplify their voices when they passed by him. Ningxia is not deaf and can hear clearly.
True Lord Yuan Heng's cultivation level is much higher than hers. How could he not hear it?
However, this person didn't seem to hear it and walked over without looking away. The meaning of neglect was self-evident.
Of course, Ning Xia thought that she was a common person and was not so broad-minded, so she glared at the other party fiercely before following him.
The other party didn't get the expected reaction, and was even provoked by a yellow-haired girl. The man couldn't help but get angry and wanted to say something.
Before he could continue to say any unpleasant words, someone was already there to greet True Lord Yuan Heng.
"Fellow Taoist Yuan Heng, you are here and welcome." He motioned to the disciples accompanying him to arrange the front seats for the master and disciple.
Since there were only a few of them, it was easy to find a spot. The fact that the visitors who came earlier than most of them sat further forward showed that the Zhongzheng Mansion attached great importance to the Wuhua Sect.
With so many scorching eyes on her, Ningxia was under a lot of pressure. He had no choice but to follow True Lord Yuan Heng closely, pretending to be calm while secretly observing the situation at the scene.
The hall used for holding banquets in the Zhongzheng Mansion is large, but it is not as luxurious as the banquet halls she has seen before. The decoration is elegant and restrained, and has a charm. It is easy to relax in it.
At this time, many people had come to the banquet hall, most of them wearing school uniforms of their respective sects, and most of them came in large numbers, and there was a lot of cheering as soon as I looked over. On the contrary, it made Zhenjun Yuanheng and Ningxia even more pitiful because they were weak and weak.
While she was observing everyone, others were also observing the two people sent by Wuhua.
Reacting to the fact that the Wuhua Sect had only sent two people, they started to pay attention to the two people. Who are all the people coming?
Naturally, the first person that all forces paid attention to was the leader, True Lord Yuanheng.
I was so surprised just now that I ignored the leader for a moment... This person is not a soft persimmon. Many monks couldn't help but get headaches when they saw that strange yet familiar face.
There was a feeling in everyone’s mind that “it is indeed so”. Indeed, this person alone can withstand a large number of people.
