In the pavilion, Ying Shaoguang and Zhou Yiyuan drank; Baili Xu and Huo Chongxiao exchanged their swordsmanship skills, while He Shuangchi listened with interest; Tao Hanling and Yue Yunqiao discussed some strange elixirs...
Ling Bufei felt a little stuffy, so he got up and went outside to get some air.
This viewing pavilion is located on a cliff. The front is unremarkable, but the back can be seen in the distance.
As soon as he came out, he found someone already outside: "Ning Xianjun?"
Ning Yanzhi turned around when he heard the sound, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Why is Master Ling also coming out?"
Ling Bufei replied: "I'm a little bored after drinking too much, so I came to take a walk. What about you?"
"Me too." Ning Yanzhi paused, maybe feeling that he was a bit perfunctory, and added, "I rarely drink."
Ling Bufei leaned against the railing and said with a smile: "It can be seen that Mr. Ning Xian is devoted to the Tao and must be practicing diligently. Otherwise, how could he have such a powerful swordsmanship?"
Ning Yanzhi was silent, and after a moment he said: "How can my swordsmanship be as good as Master Ling's?"
Ling Bufei originally thought he was being polite, but unexpectedly his expression was very serious, and he wondered: "Why did Ning Xianjun say this? Although I am somewhat confident, my swordsmanship is far from your level."
Ning Yanzhi said: "The art of swordsmanship is not only about technique, but also about Tao. Maybe I am better than Sect Leader Ling Shao in skill, but as long as I am willing to spend time, I will catch up one day. Tao is hard to say, I understand.
Even if you realize it, you will never be able to open that door until you realize it. Master Ling is already one step ahead of me on the road."
Ling Bufei was surprised by what he said: "Ning Xianjun thinks too highly of me, how can I afford it?"
Ning Yanzhi smiled faintly, and without explaining to him, he started another topic: "The spiritual cultivation conference has ended, what are the plans of Master Ling?"
Ling Bufei thought for a moment and replied: "I'll go back and tidy up first, and then maybe go out to practice. I have too little experience to keep working behind closed doors. Ning Xianjun, what about you?"
"I should go into retreat. I found some problems this time and need to solve them."
Ling Bufei thought sharply: "Is it the swordsmanship I just mentioned?"
Ning Yanzhi glanced at him in surprise and admitted frankly: "Yes."
Ling Bufei couldn't help but be curious: "I learned my sword from Master Kumu's uncle. He is not a swordsman and he has never told me about swordsmanship. But I see that Ning Xianjun attaches great importance to it. What is the so-called swordsmanship?"
Ning Yanzhi was even more surprised: "You don't know the art of swordsmanship, but you can actually practice it to this point?"
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When Bai Mengjin came over, the two were deeply engaged in the discussion.
She stood at the corner, looking at the two people who were seriously exchanging swordsmanship, and felt dazed for a moment.
If she remembered correctly, in their previous life, these two people were almost in a state of not seeing each other. They had never appeared on the same occasion. Unexpectedly, they actually made friends in this life - seeing how they talk so speculatively, they can be regarded as friends, right?
"Meng Jin!" Ling Bufei's eyes lit up when he noticed she was coming.
Ning Yanzhi stopped talking and nodded gently to her: "Miss Bai."
Bai Mengjin walked over: "After searching for a long time, it turns out you are here! Senior Brother Huo asked just now, thinking that Lord Ning Xian had left."
Ning Yanzhi heard her tone of voice and said knowingly: "I've been out for too long, so I'll go back and say hello to Junior Brother Huo first, and we can chat slowly."
After he left, Ling Bufei asked: "Don't you still like him? In fact, after getting in touch with him, I feel that he is not bad. I think he did not mean anything about Liuyuecheng."
Bai Mengjin asked instead: "What if I just don't like him? Will you stand on his side or on mine?"
Ling Bufei was confused and replied: "Isn't this nonsense? Of course I am on your side."
"Even if I want you to be his enemy?"
Ling Bufei was puzzled: "Why do you want to be an enemy of him? Do you have any grudges?"
"Don't worry about it." Bai Mengjin looked unreasonable, "Just say yes or no."
Ling Bufei did not hesitate: "I am willing. No matter who you are against, I will help you."
Bai Mengjin finally smiled: "Okay, remember what you said."
Seeing that her mood improved, Ling Bufei asked: "Why do you dislike him? Tell me!"
Bai Mengjin didn't know what to say, and said after a while: "I'm not stopping you from interacting with him, I just hope you will be more careful. You know people but don't know their hearts. Some people are good at pretending, and you won't know what kind of skin they are wearing until the end.
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Back then, she thought that this senior brother was the most upright person in the world and doubted that anyone had ever doubted him. But in the end, it was he who gave her the most hurtful blow.
How could she tell him these past events? It was a future that never happened, a past life that no one knew about.
Seeing her hesitant expression, Ling Bufei hurriedly said: "I will listen to you and just don't have a heart-to-heart relationship with him."
He wanted to make her happy, and suddenly he had an idea and said: "By the way, I have learned a new trick, do you want to try it?"
"What?"
Ling Bufei smiled mysteriously, pulled her wrist and jumped outside: "Come!"
The pavilion was close to a cliff, and he fell directly from the cliff with this jump. Bai Mengjin was shocked. He felt his body falling and instinctively wanted to fly up.
But before she could do it, she heard the sound of a sword in her ears, and a force of the sword lifted her up, stopping her falling.
"Huh?" She was surprised, "You..."
Ling Bufei laughed and walked in the air, his posture was so light that he seemed to be dancing on the clouds, and with a twist of the sword in his hand, he could lead her forward together.
"Is it fun?" The sky was empty and he could only raise his voice, he asked loudly.
Bai Mengjin laughed.
After years of tempering, Ling Bufei's body was filled with spiritual energy in his muscles and bones, and he could control the wind. However, his meridians could not move, so he had no "qi", and he could not take others to fly.
She didn't expect that he would come up with such a method, using the power of his sword to simulate the effect of flying people.
"Fun!" she shouted back.
Ling Bufei was even more happy. He thrust out his sword and lifted her up. When she slowly fell down, he stretched out his hand and held her around her waist.
"Let's go! Fly with me!" He held her in one hand and waved his sword in the other, and the two of them floated out like kites, drawing an arc over the mountain forest.
A mountain peak approached in front of them, and they were about to collide with each other. Ling Bufei waved his sword again, and the sword fell on the mountain peak. The two of them took advantage of the momentum and jumped out, swinging like a swing.
"Hahahaha..." A string of laughter sprinkled through the forest.
At some point, Yue Yunqiao also came out. She stood where they landed and sighed enviously: "Junior Sister Bai and Master Ling are so good! I also want to experience this kind of romance."
Huo Chongxiao glanced over: "Senior brother, I can take you flying, but my sword is different from Master Ling's sword, so I can't use this trick."
Yue Yunqiao pouted: "Forget it, there's no point in trying to imitate others!"