Northwest of Wuchang Prefecture, Shili Pavilion!
Qin Ke parked the carriage under the shade of a tree, leaned against the carriage and took a nap out of boredom.
Lin Sumo sat in the pavilion and waited for nearly half an hour. Lin Sumo believed that she would definitely come, so he was not in a hurry and made tea leisurely.
"The temperature is just right, Mengyao, come over and have a cup of tea!"
The movements of Lin Sumo's hands stopped slightly for a moment, and he said without raising his head.
Along with a gust of wind, a graceful and slender figure fell outside the pavilion. It was Qin Mengyao from one of the two most holy places in the world, Cihang Jingzhai.
Qin Mengyao turned around, walked slowly into the pavilion, and sat down opposite Lin Sumo. At this time, Lin Sumo handed over a cup of fragrant tea, and a faint fragrance of tea filled the air.
Qin Mengyao couldn't help but take a deep breath, tasted a few sips, and praised: "Good tea!"
Lin Sumo smiled and said, "As long as Mengyao likes it!"
Qin Mengyao smiled faintly and said, "Why is Brother Lin leaving in such a hurry? Mengyao went to the 'Shenxian Residence' before and learned that Brother Lin had left, so she chased after him without stopping!"
Lin Sumo smiled and said, "So, I'm waiting for Mengyao here!"
Qin Mengyao said in surprise: "Brother Lin knows that Mengyao is coming?"
Lin Sumo smiled and said: "It's not difficult to guess, is it?"
Qin Mengyao understood immediately after hearing this, but this matter had been dominated by Lin Sumo from beginning to end, which made Qin Mengyao quite unaccustomed. After a moment of silence, Qin Mengyao looked up at Lin Sumo and said, "Brother Lin, Mengyao has something to ask of me!"
Before Qin Mengyao could finish speaking, Lin Sumao shook his head and sighed: "I'm afraid it will be difficult for Lin to do anything that can embarrass Mengyao!"
Qin Mengyao didn't expect Lin Sumo to refuse so simply. For a moment, she could no longer say the next words.
For a moment, the pavilion became quiet, leaving only the sound of tea making.
After a while, Qin Mengyao asked: "I wonder what Brother Lin is waiting for Mengyao here?"
Lin Sumo said: "I will return to Jiangbei today. Before I leave, I want to see Mengyao's 'Bright Heart of the Sword'. I wonder if Mengyao can make it happen?"
Hearing this, Qin Mengyao shook his head and said: "Mengyao is worried about the 'Eight Factions Alliance' and is in a restless mood. I'm afraid I won't be able to use 'Sword Heart Transparency'!"
Lin Sumuo stared at Qin Mengyao for a long time, until Qin Mengyao's pretty face turned slightly red, then he laughed and said: "I didn't expect Fairy Qin, who has always been calm and calm, to be angry sometimes!"
Qin Mengyao said angrily: "Fairies are human beings too, and they naturally have human emotions. If Brother Lin insists on not helping Mengyao, Mengyao has nothing to say. She can only wish Brother Lin a safe journey, and Mengyao bids farewell!"
At this point, Qin Mengyao was about to stand up and say goodbye!
Lin Sumo laughed and said: "Okay, okay, Mengyao doesn't need to use the provocation method. If I intervene in this matter, it will only make things worse. However, I can tell Mengyao two pieces of news. As for the How you use it depends on Mengyao!"
Qin Mengyao asked curiously: "Those two pieces of news?"
Lin Sumo said: "The first news is that the commander of the factory guard in the Southern Ming Dynasty, 'Yinfeng' Shurangyan, is the first disciple of 'Magician' Pang Ban and the senior brother of Fang Yeyu. He was cultivated by Pang Ban with all his efforts. An outstanding person, this person is now deeply trusted by Zhu Yuanzhang and has entered the core of the Southern Ming Dynasty!"
Qin Mengyao said: "Where is the second one?"
Lin Sumo said: "The second one is about the news about the Destiny Sect. The Destiny Sect was founded by Fu Yaohong, the junior sister of Li Gong, the 'bloody hand' of the Yingui Sect, the top master of the Demon Sect, a hundred years ago. Now the Destiny Sect is 'Queen of Fa' is Fu Yaohong's disciple Shan Yuru..."
"Although the Tianming Sect has disappeared in the past thirty years, it has actually moved from the ground to the underground, lurking in the capital of Nanming, preparing to plot big things."
"Chang Qubai of the 'Nujiao Gang' is an undercover agent of the Tianming Sect. It was he who poisoned Lang Fanyun's beloved wife Ji Xixi and the former leader of the 'Nujiao Gang' Shangguan Fei. At this moment, Lang Fanyun is taking Xinhuan Zuo Shi passes by Huangzhou Prefecture, preparing to go to the capital!"
Qin Mengyao is also a smart person. After listening to the two pieces of news Lin Sumo said, he immediately understood the key.
The identity of 'Yinfeng' Surangyan must be kept strictly confidential at present. Pang Ban placed 'Yinfeng' Surangyan next to Zhu Yuanzhang, and the purpose must be big. Qin Mengyao can use the identity of 'Yinfeng' Surangyan as a threat. Force Fang Yeyu to release him.
As for the second piece of news, Lin Sumo specifically pointed out the current traces of the 'Rain-Covering Sword' Lang Fanyun. Naturally, he wanted Qin Mengyao to ask Lang Fanyun for help at the expense of this news!
After figuring out where the joints were, Qin Mengyao's heart suddenly became enlightened. She couldn't help but feel happy and said, "Thank you, Brother Lin, for your guidance! Mengyao will definitely be rewarded!"
Lin Sumo smiled and said, "I wonder if Mengyao will have the strength to move the sword after hearing these two pieces of news?"
Qin Mengyao smiled and said, "Not yet. Mengyao has been grudged by Brother Lin's rejection before. Her internal organs have been injured and she needs to rest for a few days to recover!"
Lin Sumo couldn't help but smile when he heard this and said: "Until now, I am sure that Mengyao's 'Sword Heart Transparency' has not yet reached perfection!"
Qin Mengyao smiled and said, "Why do you see it?"
Lin Sumo smiled and said: "'Sword Heart Transparent' is the highest state of the Cihang Sword Code. Once it is completed, it will never be lost again. Mengyao's mentality was unbalanced just because of a rejection by me, and she pretended to be a girl in revenge. I’m going to let you pry out the flaw in Mengyao’s sword heart!”
Qin Mengyao sighed: "Why does Mengyao always fall behind every time she faces Brother Lin?"
Lin Sumo laughed exaggeratedly when he heard this, and said in surprise: "Isn't Mengyao falling in love with me?"
Qin Mengyao said angrily: "Brother Lin is provoking Mengyao to draw his sword?"
When Lin Sumo saw this, he raised his hands in surrender and said, "It's Lin's fault. These words should be said to Mengyao in private!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Sumo heard a sharp sound, coming from far and near, as if coming from the depths of deep space. It was inaudible at first, and then it seemed like a deafening howling sound throughout the space.
Then, it was like a strong wind swept through. Along with this whistle, a bright sword light flew out.
The strong sword energy came directly towards Lin Sumo.
In Lin Sumo's eyes, the whole space was filled with flashing sword light, which seemed to be virtual but also real, like looking at flowers in the mist or fishing for the moon in the water, making it difficult to see reality.
After three snaps of his fingers, the sound of the sword whistling suddenly stopped, and then the sword light shrank, as if nothing had ever happened.
After a while, Lin Sumo took a long breath and opened his eyes, but saw wisps of sword light flickering in his pupils.
Qin Mengyao's sword, although he did not use his full strength, showed the artistic conception of "the sword's heart is transparent" unreservedly in front of Lin Sumao, which benefited Lin Sumao a lot. In terms of understanding the true meaning of martial arts, Lin Sumao was even more powerful. One level deeper.
Lin Sumo just regrets that Qin Mengyao has not yet reached the state of perfection in the realm of 'Sword Heart is Transparent', and cannot get a glimpse of the supreme realm of 'Sword Heart is Transparent'!
With the beauty gone, Lin Sumo let out a long sigh and stood up from his seat.
As the sun set, shrouded in pale golden light, a carriage slowly headed north.
