After everyone had breakfast, the group of people hurried on their way again, stopping and stopping along the way. The hottest topic in the arena right now is the recent martial arts competition.
Everyone is constantly speculating whether someone will defeat the martial arts leader this time and become the new martial arts leader.
Someone even made a list of people who were most likely to become the new martial arts leader, and Ran Pingliang was among them.
This martial arts competition, on the one hand, is a time for each sect to send out people to compete and then select a new martial arts leader. On the other hand, it is also a time for each sect to show their strength.
Only when you are strong will your sect's reputation be strong. Even if others want to bully you, they must weigh it carefully and calculate the cost.
There is another thing that everyone understands tacitly, which is the time to resolve old and new grudges.
On the competition stage, on the surface, it is said that everything is done, but in fact, life or death is not a concern.
So Ran Pingliang stepped up his meditation practice all the way, paying special attention to this martial arts competition.
Traveling around the world, Ran Pingliang has made many enemies, and there are also many people who are jealous of the rise of Wuya Palace.
Meng Li slept groggy with his eyes closed all day long.
Ran Pingliang looked at Meng Li's pale and haggard face, which had a hint of morbid beauty. He couldn't help but feel pity and sighed in his heart. He didn't expect that he was really so seriously ill.
Ran Pingliang thought that he had a friend who was proficient in medical skills, and then gave up the idea. The friend's whereabouts were unknown, but his condition could not wait for anyone.
She could only find people from the Valley of Divine Doctors to treat her, so she had to owe the Valley of Divine Doctors a favor.
Favor is something that is really hard to repay.
Ran Pingliang was melancholy. He originally wanted to stand out in this world, but he could not escape being contaminated by mundane things.
We were about to approach Lingzhi Villa and arrived at the town closest to Lingzhi Villa. Ran Pingliang decided to stay here for one night and go up the mountain the next day.
Ran Pingliang is the boss, so he has the final say.
However, all the inns were overcrowded, and people from various sects rushed here to stay. One sect arrived here long in advance and booked more rooms.
Guessing that he was interested in making friends with Ran Pingliang, he enthusiastically provided accommodation for them and his party, saving everyone the trouble of looking for an inn.
Ran Pingliang accepted the offer gladly and accepted the love. He and the other party ordered some good wine and food downstairs and had a great time chatting.
Meng Li returned to the room early, citing physical discomfort.
After Ran Pingliang had eaten and drank, he returned to the room, but he didn't see Meng Li in the room. He couldn't help but worry about Meng Li's whereabouts. He was about to go out to look for it, but he saw Meng Li at the door again.
"Where have you been? Make it easier to find a husband." Ran Pingliang asked.
He looked at Meng Li with his eyes and saw that Meng Li was standing well in front of him. He breathed a sigh of relief and said without waiting for Meng Li's answer:
"It's dangerous outside. Don't go out alone in the future."
Meng Li's expression was indifferent, but he finally explained:
"I was just bored in my room, and I went out for a walk and bought some gadgets."
"When I saw the sword spike, I thought of your sword. This one should match better."
Meng Li said as he took out the sword spike he bought on the roadside outside and handed it to Ran Pingliang.
Ran Pingliang looked at the sword spikes. They were exquisite in style, and it seemed that they had been carefully selected.
Her expression was a little moved, but she still had him in her heart, otherwise she wouldn't have bought him a sword spike.
Thinking of this, Ran Pingliang said with a gentle expression:
"After the martial arts competition is over and I take you to the diagnosis and treatment, I will accompany you wherever you want to go. I won't worry about you going out alone."
"I have been busy with Wuya Palace affairs in the past few years and have neglected you." At this point, Ran Pingliang sounded a little apologetic.
Meng Li just smiled forcefully, seemingly not believing what Ran Pingliang said.
Ran Pingliang was a little worried. What did you say and others looked disbelieving? It was too powerless.
And I couldn't help but ask myself, does he really have time to go sightseeing with her
Thinking of this, Ran Pingliang could no longer say the promise he had made in his heart at this moment.
He had too much to do.
His responsibilities do not allow him to be trapped in the love between his children.
Meng Li walked to the table, took out the snacks he bought outside, ate them slowly, and asked sideways:
"do you want to eat?"
"My wife feeds me, and I eat." Ran Pingliang said with a smile, intending to ease the relationship.
Meng Li looked at Ran Pingliang expressionlessly and said helplessly: "If you want to eat, come and get it."
Ran Pingliang nodded in disappointment, but took some food and watched Meng Li eat. This scene brought him back to the past, when Miao Si also liked to eat snacks and would feed them to him with his own hands.
When he was down and out, it was Miao Si who brought him a lot of snacks from home.
She also pretended to be worried and said that she couldn't eat and didn't want to eat, so she asked him to help her eat.
But the sad thing is that the wonderful ideas back then are different from the wonderful ideas now.
Now Miaosi is unwilling to feed him with her own hands, nor is she willing to smile sweetly at him and call her husband affectionately.
If Meng Li knew that her snack could remind Ran Pingliang of so many things, she would choose not to eat it.
At night, Ran Pingliang meditated and practiced again all night. At dawn, everyone got up and had breakfast. The group of them walked with the sect that Ran Pingliang had friends with last night and headed towards Lingzhi Villa.
Rao set off towards Lingzhi Villa from a small town not far from the foot of Lingzhi Villa, but it also took the group of them several hours of walking.
When we reached the top of the mountain, the villa was built on the top of the mountain, which was easy to defend and difficult to attack. The owner of the villa was a very prestigious person in the world. The villa was powerful and famous for making swords.
The owner of Lingzhi Villa, Lord Ling, received a notification from his servants and came to the entrance of the Villa to greet Ran Pingliang and his party.
After another pleasantry at the entrance of the villa, Ran Pingliang naturally introduced Meng Li's identity. Villa Master Ling glanced at Meng Li and flashed a hint of surprise.
I have long heard that Wuya Hall Master, a rising star in the world, has a real wife, whom he had a relationship with in the mortal world when he was young. She is not a martial artist, does not know how to move, and rarely appears in front of the world.
There are even rumors that this lady has no power in Wuya Palace, is weak and timid, and is like a transparent person in Wuya Palace.
It seems that the rumors are not credible.
Although the lady looked bad, her eyes did not look like that of a cowardly and timid person.
Upon catching Master Ling's unexpected gaze, Meng Li pursed his lips and smiled, with a gentle expression. He nodded and saluted Master Ling to show politeness and humility.
Villa Master Ling nodded in return to Meng Li, with appreciation flashing in his eyes.
Accommodation was also arranged for the group of them. Meng Li and Ran Pingliang were arranged in a suite. There was a small room inside a large room. Martial arts practitioners sometimes need a quiet room to practice alone. Perhaps out of such considerations, That’s why we have such an arrangement.