Ruan Jing rolled her eyes and seemed to remember something, "How could the Immortal City send you to Chixia Valley if your sword control skills are so bad? Yes, you are a physical cultivator, and your body is well tempered. Even ordinary sword cultivators can't beat you!"
This statement hit Wei Shiqi's fancy, and he continued: "Miss Ruan has a sharp eye. I practice Xiaoyue Kung Fu, but no one has guided me, so I haven't been able to practice it properly."
"Yun Ya Sect's Xiao Yue Kung Fu? Haha, I do know that there is a person who was born in Yun Ya Sect and has also practiced a little bit of Xiao Yue Kung Fu."
"But Junior Sister Yu Yao from Goujian Sect?"
"Eh? Do you know Yu Yao?"
"We met outside the town customs office a few years ago."
Ruan Jing's eyes lit up, like a child finding a favorite toy, and asked: "What's going on? Tell me quickly!"
Wei Shiqi wanted something from her, so he couldn't refuse. He picked up some irrelevant things and talked about it to satisfy her desire for gossip. Finally, he said: "At least I saved her once. She gave me the fragment of Xiaoyue Gong." To express my gratitude, it’s a pity that I can’t understand it.” He took out the third piece of animal skin and handed it to Ruan Jing without hesitation.
Ruan Jing took a few glances and said: "This is the writing of the ancient demon clan, and I don't know a few of them..."
"I don't know a few, but how many do you know?"
He asked an interesting question, and Ruan Jing chuckled, stretched out her index and middle fingers, and unintentionally made a victory gesture, saying: "Only two."
Wei Shiqi was a little disappointed. He originally expected Ruan Jing to answer his questions and deliberately steered the topic towards Yu Yao, but in the end, all his efforts were in vain.
Ruan Jing nodded at the second and fourth characters at the beginning, "This is 'Yin', this is 'Hai', I only know these two."
Wei Shiqi was shocked. This third piece of animal skin turned out to be the Taiyin Sea Swallowing Technique!
"The writings of the ancient demon clan have been lost for a long time. If you really want to understand them, there is nothing you can do."
"I hope Miss Ruan can point me to a clear path!"
Ruan Jing pointed to the northwest and said with a smile: "Liu Shi Peak, Demon Suppression Tower, do you dare to go?"
Wei Shiqi remembered the cold joke she had told before, and felt blessed for a moment, and said: "Please introduce Miss Ruan."
"Yeah, you really want to go!" Ruan Jing laughed so hard that her branches trembled with laughter. Seeing his serious face, she slowly stopped smiling, "Aren't you kidding?"
"As I wish, I don't dare to joke."
Ruan Jing looked at him intently for a long time and promised: "Okay, when you can break through the sword energy barrier, I will take you to the Demon Suppression Tower."
"Thank you." Wei Shiqi saluted her solemnly. There was little hope for him to break through the Sword Qi barrier, but it was better to have hope than to run around like a headless fly. What's more, the Demon Suppression Tower may not be The only choice.
"Speaking of which, I seemed to have promised you a favor when we were in Qiupao Valley..." Ruan Jing bit her index finger and frowned slightly, "How about this, I will accept you as my disciple, and you will worship me as your master from now on. He is a disciple of Kunlun Sword Controlling Sect, how about it?"
Wei Shiqi was surprised, "I want you to be my teacher?"
"Why, the disciple of the head of Kunlun is not qualified enough to accept you as his disciple?"
"Well, I already have a master."
"I know. I've asked about it a long time ago. It's Xun Ye from the Xiandu sect. It doesn't matter. You can betray the sect. I don't care!"
"Well, you seem to be a bit young. Although you have heard of Taoism, this..."
Ruan Jing nodded and followed the trend: "You are right, it is really embarrassing for such a big man to kowtow and call me master. Otherwise, I will accept disciples on my father's behalf, and you can call me senior sister, junior sister or whatever. Anyway, My father's mantle is still in my hands, and he has no descendants. He has accepted you as his disciple, and many people burn incense and kowtow every year on his death anniversary."
Wei Shiqi's heart brightened. He remembered what Yu Yao had said, "On Liushi Peak, anyone with such a mark on the back of their left hand is someone Ruan Jing values." It was obvious that Ruan Jing was building his own team, Penglai Bag. It is a touchstone, and the awakening of the demon bloodline is a prerequisite.
He hesitated and said: "The elders of the master's sect are here, so I don't dare to be independent." This sentence not only showed his attitude, but also revealed the difficulty.
"Well, that's right. You can't be the master. So, go back and tell Xi Huzi that this time in Chixia Valley's sword competition, the Xiandu sect and the Xuantong sect will definitely be at the bottom. Han Chisong, the leader of the Xuantong sect, specially I borrowed the Three Yang Sword from Qin Zijie, and Xi Huzi's chance of winning is less than 10%. If he stays in the immortal capital and continues to be the leader, he will expel you from the sect."
Wei Shiqi was a little confused when it came to the inside story of the sword discussion in Chixia Valley, but he didn't ask anything and just said: "Okay, I will report it to the leader."
Ruan Jing's smile was as bright as a flower, and her expression was both cunning and cute. She poked his chest habitually and said, "Come to me tomorrow, don't be too early. It's hot at noon and cooler in the evening, that's it!"
When Wei Shiqi returned to Taoyuan Villa, the headmaster and his uncle were still discussing matters in the quiet room, and the three senior brothers did not come back. He strolled to the courtyard, wandering around and meditating.
It is not difficult to guess that Ruan Jing values the Ba Snake bloodline in his body. The question is, why are the disciples of the head of Kunlun eager to build their own team? What is she planning? Does Taoist Ziyang know what his apprentice is thinking?
Not every word or every decision has been carefully considered, and the causes and consequences can be inferred. There are too many improvised ideas in this world that make no sense, and it is useless to think too much. Wei Shiqi shook his head and buried his doubts in his heart.
