After the Lingzhou Sword Asking Club ended, each sect was preparing to return home.
Duanmu Meiqing looked around and frowned, "Where's Zhen'er? She's leaving soon, why can't she be seen?"
Shen Hongxue was in a heavy mood: "Didn't Madam realize that there is someone missing?"
Seeing Duanmu Meiqing's blank expression, Shen Hongxue sighed: "It's Wei Shaoqing, he's missing."
"From the beginning to the end of Jinghua Shuiyue, no one noticed when he disappeared. Zhen'er has already informed me that she will stay in Tianchi to find someone and will not go back with us."
Duanmu Meiqing didn't like Wei Shaoqing, so she wouldn't notice his presence, but Wei Shaoqing's disappearance was not what Duanmu Meiqing wanted.
"Could it be the work of Qiu Shuang Sword Sect?" She subconsciously suspected the other party.
After boarding the flying spirit boat, the couple sat face to face and started a discussion on this matter.
Shen Hongxue shook his head: "Probably not."
"Based on what I know about Lu Zhuo, he arranged for Wei Shaoqing to come to the Nanxing Sword Sect just to drag down Zhen'er's practice. As for the rest, Lu Zhuo doesn't have the guts." If either Li Jinzhen or Lu Ningxiang died. , there must be a fight to the death between the two sects.
Although Qiushuang Sword Sect and Nanxing Sword Sect have a small friction, they also know each other's bottom line and will not cross it.
Even the Nanxing Sword Sect has obtained the qualification to represent the Northern Yuling Prefecture in the Five States Conference and will reserve a spot for the Qiu Shuang Sword Sect.
And this spot will definitely go to Lu Ningxiang.
Duanmu Meiqing took a sip of tea and asked doubtfully: "If it's not the Qiushuang Sword Sect, then who could it be?"
"Wei Shaoqing is a mortal, who can be in his eyes? Why is it necessary to target him? If I had known it would be such a trouble, my husband should not have allowed him to accompany him."
Shen Hongxue also felt a headache, especially when things happened at this juncture. He was just afraid that the target was not Wei Shaoqing, but Li Jinzhen.
"I didn't think much about the accompanying incident at first. Since he is Zhen'er's fiancé in name, the Nanxing Sword Sect can't be mean to him. It's just one more person."
"According to my disciple's report, during the time Wei Shaoqing was in Tianchi, he basically stayed in his room, rarely going out and walking around, and I didn't see him coming into contact with anyone."
Duanmu Meiqing murmured in a low voice: "Tianchi is so big, it's not easy to find someone."
She raised her eyes and said, "Assign a few more disciples to help search."
"No matter what, you want to see people when you are alive, and you want to see the body when you die. Wei Shaoqing is Zhen'er's only relative in this world."
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After returning to the sect, Ning Fusang went to re-report his cultivation level.
The matter of the Lingzhou Sword Society seems to have come to an end.
In the early spring when the snow is lingering, the plum blossoms on the cliffs are full of fragrance and refreshing.
Ning Fusang went down the mountain to the mission hall and submitted the courses she wanted to take this year so that the sect could arrange classes.
Ning Fusang was absent from last year's three classes of "Information", "Swordsmanship" and "Kendo". She wanted to attend this year's "Taoist class" first.
Because there was a period of training to prepare for the Five States Conference, Ning Fusang could only sign up for one course, otherwise he would not have so much energy.
Moreover, during the training, the elders will give extra guidance on swordsmanship. As long as she can condense the sword radiance, Nanxing swordsmanship will also learn to a higher level. She can get the results directly in the swordsmanship class and the sword radiance class of kendo without having to Repaired.
Coming out of the preaching hall, Ning Fusang bumped into a young man wearing a blue shirt.
"Yes, I'm sorry, fellow Taoist." The young man said apologetically. He raised his eyes, his eyes rippling like water, and said in surprise, "Fellow Taoist Ning?"
Ning Fusang looked the young man up and down. He was not wearing the uniform of a disciple of the Nanxing Sword Sect. He had a handsome and fair face, and his eyes were full of energy.
The young man pointed at himself and was about to speak, but then he remembered that this was not in line with etiquette, so he took two steps back, cupped his fists and bowed, "Disciple of Sword Valley, Guan Zhuyin." "Ning Fusang of Nanxing Sword Sect."
Although the other party knew him, he still formally announced his family status, so Ning Fusang returned the courtesy.
Guan Zhuyin straightened his back and said with a smile: "I know fellow Taoist Ning." It should be said that after the sword-asking meeting, no one in the Lingzhou Immortal Sect knew the names Ning Fusang and Wen Siling.
"Fellow Daoist Ning may not remember me." He reminded, "I died under the sword of fellow Daoist Ning in the mirror."
Ning Fusang asked: "Why are you in the Southern Star Sword Sect?"
She remembered the other person, but she didn't know at the time that he was a disciple of Sword Valley.
Guan Zhuyin grinned and said cheerfully, "It was Headmaster Shen who invited me and senior brother here."
"Headmaster Shen is a good person. He gave us Sword Valley disciples a place in the arena, and also asked two of our senior brothers to come to the South Star Sword Sect to study. My senior brother and I have been to the South Star Sword Sect for two days."
It was only after Guan Zhuyin arrived at the Nanxing Sword Sect that he discovered that the big sect was different. It was very majestic and had the word "rich" everywhere.
However, the Nanxing Sword Sect controls several mineral veins, and other resource points cannot be counted with two palms.
But what made Guan Zhuyin even more excited was that he heard that the elder who was training them was a great swordsman!
The great master of swordsmanship is something that ordinary people would never be able to meet, but he is still lucky enough to receive guidance from him. Regardless of whether he can go to the ring in the end, it will be a worthwhile trip.
Guan Zhuyin couldn't help but ask Ning Fusang: "Fellow Daoist Ning, do you know Lord Wuge Sword?"
Ning Fusang's eyes twitched slightly and asked again: "Wuge Sword Lord?"
Isn’t this the Taoist title of Master Yu?
Yu Wanwu, Taoist name Wu Ge.
Could it be that the elder who gave them the training was Master Yu?
She was silent, but her expression said everything. Guan Zhuyin knew from one look that Ning Fusang must know the rumored Wuge Sword Lord.
"Friend Daoist Ning, what is Wu Gejianjun's temperament like? What does he like? Are there any taboos?" Guan Zhuyin asked three times in a row.
Ning Fusang said leisurely: "Friends in the pipeline, you will know in the future."
"But if you really want to know more in advance, you can ask Shen Yuanxi."
Shen Yuanxi is Master Yu's direct disciple, and he must be more comprehensive than Ning Fusang if he knows.
Guan Zhuyin stroked his palms and thought deeply: "Shen Yuanxi?"
His eyes suddenly widened. Isn't Shen Yuanxi the unlucky guy that he and his senior brother eliminated in "Flowers in the Mirror"?
Guan Zhuyin reluctantly waved his hand: "Let's forget it. When the training begins, we will naturally see Lord Wuge Sword himself."
Ning Fusang hummed. From Guan Zhuyin's words, she was sure that the elder who was training them was indeed Master Yu.
It seems that the Discipline Hall of Nanxing Sword Sect is not busy at all. Master Yu is teaching new students, teaching swordsmanship classes, and now also leading training sessions.
Of course, it could also be Master Yu, who likes to preach and teach others.
Ning Fusang thought about it and felt that this possibility was really high.
Ning Fusang raised his head and glanced at the plaque of "Preaching Hall", then looked at Guan Zhuyin, "What are you doing here, Brother Guan?"
"Ah, this." Guan Zhuyin touched his head, "I'm lost."
(End of chapter)