Chapter 2531 Inquire

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It's a done deal, it's been fought with real swords and guns, so it doesn't matter whether you offend or not. And she is still alive and well so far. Let’s talk about it next time.

Ning Xia didn't panic at all, and listened to He Qing's talk about that person's "great achievements" with an expressionless expression. She nodded and exclaimed from time to time, saying that she would definitely stay away from this person in the future.

When He Qing said that Xuantian Sword Sect was killed by Jiang Yan and only a few of them came back, she wondered: "Then Blood Moon Saint Son, who brutally killed Xuantian Sword Sect's disciples like this, is not afraid of creating a rift with Xuantian Sword Sect? Are the elders of those disciples letting themselves go like this?"

"Those who were killed were all young disciples with no background, and the sect would never deal with Wangyue Pavilion for them. Their sect is notoriously difficult to talk to, and they might start fighting if they talk." He Qing Be honest.

"Then he is really good at picking..." Ningxia was speechless. It seems that the other party may also be looking at her and Tan Lang's attack because they have no clear background. It turns out that they are not killing so coolly.

He Qing nodded in agreement: "I heard about the disciples who were in charge of the disciples at that time. I remember that an inner disciple named Ge also came back seriously injured, and there was a lot of anger there. But later I heard It’s a blessing in disguise that I got the legacy.”

She seemed to remember that Gu Huai said that he was an inner disciple... The inner disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect generally have very tall heels, and their range is potentially smaller.

She said calmly and strangely: "I didn't expect that the inner disciples of this sect would also go to the Mysterious Sect. I thought they were all disciples from the small sect." Not to mention the subsequent changes, the Mysterious Sect was obviously a It was a bit of a strange little secret realm, and most of the people who went there were the disciples of the outer sects. Later, due to the postponement of the secret realm, some big disciples came one after another.

"Indeed, at the beginning, we did recruit some outer disciples to practice. Later, before the secret realm was opened, something strange was reported, so we sent a few inner disciples there. Except for the inner disciple named Ge, it seems that even the Gu family and The Guan family has sent people there."

Ning Xia's pupils shrank and she tried hard to control her expression: "Guan family... Gu family?" Gu family, I don't know if it is a Gu family.

"Oh, the Guan family at Yueguan Peak and the Gu family at Tianyun Peak are both powerful clans in our Xuantian Sword Sect."

Speaking of this, He Qing couldn't help but sigh: "However, the news of these big families is very closed, and there is no access to the inside and outside. It is difficult to find out what happens, especially the direct descendants... The twelve main peaks belong to the two of them and The Jiuzhong Peak where the Headmaster is located is the most closely guarded, and that’s all I know.”

Both Yueguan Peak and Tianyun Peak belong to the twelve main peaks, and they are both typical structures of family power. They basically live behind closed doors. Except for outstanding disciples who go out for walks, the fellow disciples of Waitou Peak may not even know which of them is the direct branch. It's not clear which one is the collateral line.

Sure enough, she wouldn't know it so smoothly. From what the other party said, these big clans were surrounded like iron barrels. Even her fellow sect members didn't know what was going on. It would be the same even if she risked asking Gu Huai's name to find out. the result of.

Unless there is a chance to come into contact with people there in the future, it would be better to go outside and meet the greedy people by chance. After all, they were asked to take Gu Huai away in the first place.

Ning Xia sighed secretly, but in the end she didn't ask any more questions and changed the topic.

The two chatted for a while until someone outside knocked on the door. He Qing asked someone to come in without any surprise, and saw several waiters preparing several dishes. Unknowingly, it was approaching noon... She really didn't plan to stay so long. Ning Xia looked helplessly as the other party enthusiastically organized lunch, and no longer cared about the other party's intentions.

After all, she drank the tea that the other party handed her without any doubts, so there was no need to be afraid of dishes of the same nature. If the other party really wanted to do something small, maybe it would be enough in the tea. The other party obviously had countless opportunities but did nothing in the end, so she still believed that the other party simply wanted to treat her to a meal.

The host advocated a meal, so Ningxia naturally failed to conceal the original plan to say goodbye and go back. Besides, He Qing also knew a lot about the Xuantian Sword Sect, and she always answered questions. The information she got from chatting today was much more useful and practical than the information they had been asking around at Wanye Peak these days.

"This is..." After dinner, Ningxia picked up a cup of tea and watched the other party carefully hold out the small wooden box. She was a little confused.

Ning Xia's memory is not so bad. The other party took this thing out as physical evidence a few days ago. This box was used by her to hold the experimental array device. What was the other party doing here? Could it be that he wanted to recall the beginning? It seems... there is nothing to remember.

I saw the other party caressing the edge of the wooden box very lovingly, and his eyes fell on it with a hint of reluctance: "Senior gave this to me for self-defense back then, but I haven't been able to find you to thank you for it. Now it's time to give it to me." Returned to the original owner." He held the box into Ning Xia's hands with a serious expression.

Ningxia was really stunned. No, it can't be. This is too honest. She doesn't even remember things she doesn't care about, but others remember to pay them back for many years. It instantly became heavy in her hand, which made her a little embarrassed.

"No, no... Didn't I say at that time that I asked you to help throw it away and then the rest would be yours? It's thanks to your help, otherwise we would all have to get those demon cultivators to hold us back." She felt a bit dumbfounded. Nothing fits. The other party probably didn't invite her to meet just for such a trivial matter, right?

The young man waved his hands and stood up from his seat: "Senior is too generous. Although you said so, it is an indisputable fact that you saved us. In that case, the consequences of falling into the hands of a demon cultivator are unpredictable. We cultivators It is the duty of every generation to repay kindness."

"No matter how much you say, it's useless. If senior is in need in the future, I will definitely do my best to help." The other party bowed to her quite solemnly: "Thank you, senior, for saving your life in the secret realm."

This is really... Ningxia didn't stop her this time. Although she was a little embarrassed, she still accepted it.

Although what she had seen and heard in the past few days in Middle-earth was terrible and the environment was harsh. It was as if the world had changed and even the most basic appearance of people had changed. However, at such a moment, she still saw the bright side of human nature.

Tang Tan, who sacrificed his life for his family, Cui Wei Zhenjun, who had only met her once, solemnly thanked He Qing for her and... Gu Huai, the land of Middle-earth is actually not that bad, there are good people in this world Or something a lot.

"Actually, there is one more thing." The other party looked ashamed: "Senior just asked me if I didn't tell the truth, but it wasn't that I didn't mean to tell the truth, it's just that-"

He moved to the table on the right and lifted the gauze cover, revealing the tea set that had been there for a while.

Just now it was hidden from view by the smoke-colored gauze, but now its true appearance can be seen after all the obstacles have been removed.

This is a set of extremely transparent tea sets. It is white and greasy but does not look heavy. It has a sheen like real suet. It is extremely simple and elegant. There is a faint aura lingering all over the body. It is absolutely extraordinary.

He Qing carefully brewed the tea soup in the only tea bowl, and then respectfully served it to Ning Xia who was present.

"Although it is indeed a little late, I offer you this cup of tea as a courtesy and thank you for your kindness."

Damn, Ning Xiaoxia has actually grown up a long time ago. In the later stage of Jindan, she can actually be called a self-reliant monk, whether in the southeastern border or in the middle-earth. However, when I write about her lower status, I am a little unaccustomed to writing about her. She ascends. As I write this, I can’t help but feel a little sad that after four years, my protagonist has finally started to see the perspective of an elder, and there will only be more and more times like this in the future. She must eventually learn to be a superior person.

PS: The author was a little uneasy when writing this part. I always felt that it was still a bit awkward after editing, but I changed several boards. What I wanted to present was probably a Ningxia who is still a little unaccustomed to the change of identity.

It was either an apprenticeship or a symbolic ceremony of serving tea. He was grateful for Ningxia's etiquette that introduced him to Taoism, so he regarded himself as a junior in Ningxia's formation. He was grateful and longing for Ningxia, so the act of serving tea was spontaneous.

As for Ningxia, if there is no accident, he will never accept a disciple in his life, because this is too complicated, and the author will definitely not write this kind of content if he can't write it well.

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