Chapter 80 The Outer Sect Competition (Part 2)
Ning Fusang left the dining hall and sat down in a stone pavilion.
Later, a girl about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a double-snail bun and a blue jacket and white skirt, walked in. She looked tangled for a few times, but she said kindly: "Wen Baoxi's temper is bound to be punished, and there is a sister who is a concubine. A direct disciple of the sect, you have just offended him, he will not let you go easily, senior sister, please be more careful."
Ning Fusang raised his eyes and saw that the girl had fair skin, delicate eyebrows, an oval face, and two curved eyebrows. Her temperament was clear, and she didn't come from a poor family at first glance.
She must have introduced the Qi into her body, so she already looked like she was floating with some immortal energy.
Ning Fusang stirred the pear porridge and asked casually: "That little fat guy?"
The girl looked nervous, glanced back, moved, and sat on Ning Fusang's right hand side: "Wen Baoxi doesn't like others saying he is fat. Senior sister, please don't shout that in front of him."
Ning Fusang smiled.
The girl was confused: "Sister, what are you laughing at?"
She took a sip of the porridge, and then said: "Am I the senior sister or is he the senior sister?"
"Why, I still want to avoid him, a loser who can't even draw Qi into his body?"
Ning Fusang thought that this new class of disciples might have some brain problems. Not only that Wen Baoxi, but also the self-righteous girl in front of her who likes to be a teacher.
She just laughed because what the girl said was so funny. It was her own business if she wanted to give in to Wen Baoxi, but Ning Fusang didn't want to, and she didn't need anyone to teach her how to face Wen Baoxi.
The girl didn't know the true meaning of Ning Fusang's chuckle. She subconsciously continued what Ning Fusang said: "But Wen Baoxi's cousin is a direct disciple!"
Within the sect, direct disciples are greater than ordinary inner disciples, inner disciples are greater than outer disciples, and outer disciples are greater than servant disciples.
A direct disciple is two levels older than the outer disciples!
Wen Baoxi has such a strong backer, even the outer sect brothers and sisters who are the first to get started will have to give him three points of favor.
Ning Fusang finally remembered something and asked, "What's the name of his sister?"
The girl thought for a while: "His cousin was among the top ten in the outer sect competition three years ago. She seems to be called Wenxin."
Warm.
After Ning Fusang remembered the name, he collected the bowls and spoons of snow pear porridge and left the pavilion.
The girl looked at Ning Fusang's back and patted her head: "It seems like I'm nosy again, and people don't care at all."
Ning Fusang's indifference made the girl feel like she had some good intentions but was treated like a donkey.
She sat on the stone steps and sighed.
"Jinxia, what's wrong with you?" The girl coming up from the mountain road heard the sigh, raised her head slightly, and saw Jinxia sitting on the stone stairs in front of the pavilion.
She quickly walked up the stone stairs, turned a corner, and came to the pavilion.
"Mu Mu." Jinxia called her weakly, and then, under the girl's questioning, she vividly recounted what had just happened.
Finally, she asked: "Am I acting like a bad good person?"
After hearing this, the girl named Mu Mu said, "Forget it that she doesn't know a good person's heart. What does it have to do with you? Don't be unhappy. There is an outer sect competition today. Master gave us a day off. We Come and see the excitement, there are many people there!”
Jinxia stretched out a hand and Mu Mu pulled her up. Then she smiled, forgot about the unpleasantness just now, and headed towards Kaiyang Peak.
*
When Ning Fusang returned to Wuyuan, Ruan Sanniang stood in front of the flower wall in a daze, with reluctance in her eyes.
"Just dig up these flowers when you leave."
Ruan Sanniang heard the voice, looked back, and called softly: "Senior Sister Ning."
His tone was full of depression. Without even thinking about it, he must have failed to make it to the second round.
Ning Fusang didn't know that Ruan Sanniang not only failed to advance to the second round, she also lost four out of four games and didn't score a single point.
After the outer sect competition is over, whether you enter the inner sect or become an ordinary outer sect disciple, you will have to move to the courtyard.
The new disciples live in a small courtyard with two people, while the ordinary outer disciples live in a small courtyard with four people and are no longer on the main peak of Chaoyang Peak.
Because Ruan Sanniang was eliminated early, she had already gone to Taiyuan Hall to draw a new lottery. She now knew where she lived and had come back to pack her things.
She shook her head: "Leave these flowers for future generations."
Ning Fusang was not romantic at all: "This new generation of disciples has already been assigned a place to live. Wuyuan will wait for people to move in in three or five years. These flowers are not native to Lingzhou and cannot adapt to them." The weather in Yulingzhou will die within a year if no one takes care of it.”
"You'd better dig them out as soon as possible to avoid causing trouble to the people who live in the future."
Why did Ning Fusang say it might be five years later? Because in the past, the Nanxing Sword Sect accepted disciples every five years, the real master might not change the time back after a few years.
Ruan Sanniang looked embarrassed: "How can I move away with so many flower vines..."
When she bought these flowers, they were still small bushes.
"then."
Ning Fusang threw something towards Ruan Sanniang. Although she didn't see it clearly, Ruan Sanniang subconsciously spread her hands to catch it.
She saw the thing clearly: "Purse?"
Ruan Sanniang took another closer look and realized that it was a low-level storage bag. She spoke incoherently: "Sister Ning, Ning, I don't have so many spiritual stones for you."
In the past three years, she originally saved nearly four hundred spirit stones, just to prepare for the outer sect competition. She bought some elixirs to strengthen her body earlier, and later bought healing pills. Now she only has a few It’s sixty spirit stones.
Even if Ning Fusang sells the storage bag to Ruan Sanniang at a broken price, she doesn't want it at this stage.
After going to the outer gate, there may not be many places to use spirit stones.
Ruan Sanniang would feel very insecure if she didn't have any spiritual stones with her.
Ning Fusang said: "I will not accept the spiritual stone as a gift to you."
"Ah?" Ruan Sanniang was so flattered that she didn't know what to say, "Senior Sister Ning..."
She said that Senior Sister Ning was actually not that cold. Knowing that they were about to break up, I even gave her a storage bag as a gift!
Ning Fusang spoke up, interrupting Ruan Sanniang's fantasy: "There are too many, no need."
What she said was not wrong. Feizina had a lot of unsold storage bags. He couldn't convert the storage bags into spiritual stones and was a little tight on money, so he tactfully told Ning Fusang not to accept the storage bags.
Ning Fusang left three storage bags for himself before. When he killed the disciple of Lingyu Palace, he took one away. From Xie Diating, he got two low-level storage bags and one mid-level storage bag. Storage bags, she has seven storage bags on her body, and she really doesn't need them.
Give Ruan Sanniang one to clean up the inventory.
Suddenly remembering something, Ruan Sanniang said to Ning Fusang: "Sister Ning, please wait for me."
She hurried into the house and took out a box under the bed. After counting fifty spiritual stones, she came out holding the box.
"You don't need to give me the spirit stone." Ning Fusang looked at Ruan Sanniang's actions and reiterated.
Ruan Sanniang raised her head and said, "Senior Sister Ning, you misunderstood. This is what Ke Rong asked me to transfer to you." Although she didn't know why Ke Rong gave the spirit stone to Senior Sister Ning, she just had to hand it over and bring the message to her. .
Ning Fusang glanced at the spiritual stones in the box and knew the number. She raised her chin: "Where are the extra twenty spiritual stones?"
"The remaining twenty spiritual stones are my intention." Ruan Sanniang was a little embarrassed, "You can't really take Senior Sister Ning's storage bag for free."
Ning Fusang didn't say anything. With a wave of her sleeves, the wooden box clicked shut and she put it into her storage bag.
She went back inside to take a nap.
Ruan Sanniang also entered the house and started to pack her things. Originally, she had to go back and forth several times, but with the storage bag given by Ning Fusang, she could move all her things at once.
She looked at the empty room and was filled with emotions.
"I've been here for so long and now I have to leave. I'm really reluctant to leave."
"But the storage bag given by Senior Sister Ning is really useful. No wonder the monks will buy a storage bag first after they have the spirit stone."
Jiang Xin also had a storage bag. Ruan Sanniang accompanied her to Tongbao Building to buy it. Shopkeeper Qian and Jiang Xin both advised her at that time, but Ruan Sanniang felt that since she did not leave the sect, her things would be safe in Wuyuan. What's more, a storage bag costs one hundred and twenty spiritual stones. Ruan Sanniang was reluctant to part with it, so she didn't buy it.
Now that she also has her own storage bag, Ruan Sanniang feels particularly satisfied.
*
Wen Baoxi struggled to squeeze through the narrow sliver of sky.
"I asked you to inquire about Ning Fusang's murder of his classmate. How is the investigation going?"
The skinny monkey-like young man replied: "It is true. Many people saw it back then. Ning Fusang killed Chen Ming on the sword-asking platform."
Wen Baoxi rubbed the jade ring on her thumb, her eyebrows twitching: "How old was she six years ago?"
Another boy picked up a branch, and the thin monkey cooperated with him.
He spoke vividly: "Then Chen Ming and Ning Fusang went to the sword-asking platform. Both of them were beginners in swordsmanship, but Ning Fusang's swordsmanship was slightly better and he quickly gained the upper hand."
"Chen Ming was defeated. Seeing that the sword was about to fall, he no longer cared about his dignity and hurriedly admitted defeat. At this time, Ning Fusang's sword was only a millimeter away from Chen Ming's neck. Their tutor, Yu Wanwuyu The elders came and ordered Ning Fusang to stay under his sword, but Ning Fusang insisted on having his own way and without blinking, he cut off Chen Ming's head and blood spattered on the spot! "
He emphasized the pronunciation of the last four words, which frightened Wen Baoxi's spirit.
The skinny monkey boy added: "It is said that Chen Ming's head rolled down the sword-asking platform like a watermelon on the watermelon vine."
Wen Baoxi subconsciously touched his head and sipped his saliva: "Have the head and neck been separated?"
The two younger brothers nodded in unison: "We can't divide it any more!"
"At that time, Elder Yu deflected Ning Fusang's black iron sword, and the traces left on the pillars are still there!"
Both of them were thinking that luckily when Wen Baoxi asked them to stop Ning Fusang, they didn't go.
Wen Baoxi squatted down, picked up dead branches and drew circles: "What should I do? I have already offended her."
The important thing is that even if he lets go of the harsh words, if he gives in at this time, he still wants to lose face?
But the head and the neck are separate... It's scary to think about it.
"Is it possible for me to apologize to you?" Wen Baoxi frowned tightly, "But not only did she almost crush my shoulder bone, she also hurt my hand. It would be too cowardly for me to apologize. Right?"
Military Advisor Shouhou said: "Brother Bao, this is in the sect after all. She doesn't dare to be too arrogant."
Wen Baoxi chuckled: "Isn't it true that she killed Chen Ming in the sect? Elder Yu told her to keep people under the sword, but she didn't listen. That's the Law Enforcement Hall, the most unkind person. Even I am afraid of Elder Yu. !”
Another military advisor said: "Brother Bao, in my opinion, it's better to tell Senior Sister Wenxin about this and let her come up with ideas. We all listen to Senior Sister Wenxin and do whatever she asks."
"Then no matter how arrogant Ning Fusang is, can he be more powerful than his direct disciple?"
Wen Baoxi glanced at him and was quite satisfied with the plan.
"Today is the outer sect competition. Maybe I can run into my cousin. Let's go and have a look."
*
The Kaiyangfeng Class A Martial Arts Arena was crowded with people.
Wen Baoxi did not see her cousin Wen Xin, but instead saw Ning Fusang.
"She also participated in the outer sect competition?" Wen Baoxi was slightly surprised.
One of the two younger brothers was squeezed out, and only one came in. He stood on tiptoes and stretched his neck to look towards the square.
At this time, the lottery had been drawn, and Ning Fusang got lottery number A and fifth.
Zhu Zi looked at the lottery ticket in his hand, which was also A-5, and his expression became very exciting.
Enemies met on a narrow road, and she and Ning Fusang were drawn into a group.
Zhu Zi had only seen Ning Fusang wield a sword once, which was the sword fight between her and Chen Ming, so she couldn't help but feel a little afraid in her heart.
She comforted herself in her heart: "It's okay. This time it's in the outer competition arena. With so many elders watching, Ning Fusang doesn't dare to kill her unless she is a lunatic."
At the same time, Zhu Zi began to regret vaguely. If she had known better, she would not have been so mean. She never thought that she would be so negative and get Ning Fusang in the same group.
Outside the square, Min Xianyun, He Jiaxiu, and Xiang Xiaozhi finally gathered together. They were a little surprised when they saw the result of the draw.
"In twenty groups, Zhuzi can be drawn with Ning Fusang. She is really unlucky." Xiang Xiaozhi said.
Min Xianyun nodded and said, "She has to wait for the next outer sect competition."
After the three of them became the elders' personal descendants, their visions were completely different. They could basically judge the outcome before the competition was over.
He Jiaxiu snorted: "Although Ning Fusang has been to the Sword Washing Pond for three years, his qualifications are there. How can a distinguished scholar be able to defeat Ning Fusang?"
Xiang Xiaozhi sighed: "It would be great if Celadon was here."
In fact, the relationship between them has not been as good as before since they became apprentices. Xiang Xiaozhi can feel that they are drifting apart.
Although she understands, sometimes she still misses the time we spent together when we were outside.
Xiaozhi also made an appointment to watch the outer sect competition. In the outer sect competition, there were classmates they had been with day and night.
She originally thought that Min Xianyun had broken up with He Jiaxiu and would not agree to come, but to her surprise, neither of them refused the proposal.
He Jiaxiu came specifically to watch Ning Fusang's competition.
If Ning Fusang hadn't been confused and killed Chen Ming six years ago, she would have entered the inner sect during the last outer sect competition.
But He Jiaxiu didn't need to ask, she knew that Ning Fusang had not regretted her choice for a moment. If the time came again, she would still kill Chen Ming.
She is a sword that is unyielding and extremely sharp.
(End of chapter)