Ning Mengmeng finally gave her a copy of the Canghai Heart Sutra, which she said was about inner strength and mental methods.
"You didn't give me a random copy, right? You gave me a random copy and wanted to exchange it for my Murong family's Heavenly Spirit Mind Technique?"
Ning Mengmeng immediately explained, "Why don't you know anything? How many people want to get the Canghai Heart Sutra and they can't get it. This is the most suitable practice for women. Forget it if you don't believe it."
"Have you practiced?"
Ning Mengmeng frowned, "If you want to practice martial arts well, you need a lot of patience. I like the feeling that I know everything, but if I really want to practice, I can't bear that temper. There is no quick success in real martial arts.
. I looked at this, discarded that, and ended up half-baked."[
"Why not choose the one that suits you best and practice well?"
Ning Mengmeng looked at the countless books inside, "I can't choose. Just thinking about it makes my head feel as big as a bucket. This kind of problem usually starts with, I think about this and that, and then, forget it.
Find a better ending in the future.”
Murong Qingshuang held the old book and heard her say, "This is just a copy. The real Canghai Heart Sutra is still kept as a treasure in Qiushui Villa!"
Murong Qingshuang was about to say something, but Ning Mengmeng waved her hand, "Go back first. I chose this one for you because you have a weak foundation in internal skills. What happens in the end depends on your patience."
Murong Qingshuang nodded, "Okay, thank you very much."
Ning Mengmeng looked at her and nodded, "Speaking of which, you are also my godmother. Forget it, there is no need to be so polite!"
Her face suddenly froze, and finally she snorted softly, pretending to be relaxed, "You have many godmothers, not even one like me."
Ning Mengmeng sent her all the way outside Huayeting. The formation here had indeed changed. It seemed that it was still very risky for her to come privately.
It was as if she had peeked into Murong Qingshuang's inner thoughts, "Don't think about it. If it's so easy to get in, it doesn't need to be said that this is the place with the most organs in the palace."
"Don't you find it troublesome to live in a place like this all day?"
Ning Mengmeng shrugged, "What can I do? Originally this place was just for collecting books, and I don't live here. But later I felt that it was more troublesome to come and go, so I just stayed here."
After Murong Qingshuang left, Ning Mengmeng returned to Huayeting.
She walked into the library step by step until she reached the very back.
Yuwen Longxiang held a book in his hand and leaned crookedly against the wall. There was obvious fatigue on his handsome face, as if he was extremely tired.
"Don't you feel tired after rushing back and forth like this?" Ning Mengmeng took another look at the books he had just taken out but not restored, picked them up in annoyance, and returned them to their original places one by one, "I'm really afraid that every time you come here, I
Always have to rearrange it all.”
He took down the book in his hand and sighed lazily, "You have to sort it out anyway, so I'm too lazy to do it myself."
She looked at the title of the book and looked for a bookshelf in this category and said, "I finished it and gave her "The Canghai Heart Sutra"."
As she spoke, she sneered silently again. This kind of smile appeared on her young face, which was really a bit unharmonious, "I don't even know what the "Canghai Heart Sutra" is. I was originally waiting for her to be grateful to me, but what happened?
Didn’t wait any longer.”
Yuwen Longxiang's eyes were very deep, and the corner of his mouth had a clear smile, "I just feel grateful in my heart."[
"Tell me, what happened to her?" Ning Mengmeng turned her head, her round little head with a thoughtful expression.
He was silent for a moment, looking out the window at the dark night. Just like his deep and dark eyes.
He sighed softly again, turned to smile at her, and changed the topic directly, "You have to be grateful to me."
He took out a booklet from his sleeve and handed it over.
Ning Mengmeng took it and took a look at it, and immediately became ecstatic, ""Shadowless Divine Art", how did you get it back from those bald donkeys?"
Yuwen Longxiang raised the corner of his lips, "Who am I? Although there are a few bald donkeys in Shaolin who are very powerful, the most powerful people in the world are not people with strong martial arts. Most people, no matter how high their martial arts are, cannot
Just a thug."
Ning Mengmeng looked at it, beaming with joy, and said to him, "I have seen that girl Murong's martial arts, and it is true that she is not from the Murong family. The strange thing is that she did not deliberately hide her wealth. Unfortunately, even so,
, I don’t recognize it either.”
Then he looked startled, "You don't recognize it either..."
