"It's just... Is this arrangement really okay, sir?"
There seemed to be a hint of hesitation in Ling Shuangxue's eyes.
"Don't worry, fairy. I won't do anything without any confidence."
Luo Wusheng smiled, took another sip of the sword-nourishing tea, and felt his nascent sword intent gradually becoming more condensed.
Although the sword intent has improved a little, it still seems like something is missing from the transformation.
After hearing Luo Wusheng's relaxed words, Ling Shuangxue looked at the young man in front of her quietly for a while, and finally withdrew her gaze without saying anything more.
After finishing the business, the atmosphere in the room became silent again.
As time went by, Ling Shuangxue was thinking about something, spinning the teacup in her hand little by little...
"… story."
"Um?"
Luo Wusheng, who was still thinking about how to start a conversation with this girl and was hesitating whether to talk about things related to Jianzhou Jiange, was slightly stunned.
"Sir, could you tell me some more stories? Just like the storytelling downstairs today..."
Ling Shuangxue raised her head slightly, and her beautiful eyes met Luo Wusheng's: "I want to hear more..."
Luo Wusheng blinked, and very naturally changed his expression into a gentle smile, and drank the tea in the cup.
It seems that the Sword Pavilion Fairy opposite is also completely fascinated by her own story, just like the Sword Fairy Miss at the beginning.
It just so happened that I hadn’t told stories to people at night for a few days. Xiao Yuli and her master had reunited after a short separation, and I had just made the little girl a little upset in the evening, so the reserved segment tonight should not be possible. In this case…
"Since the fairy wants to listen, I will naturally not refuse."
Hearing Luo Wusheng agree almost without hesitation, Ling Shuangxue had a faint smile between her brows and seemed to be in a very good mood.
"I will not let you suffer any loss... After you finish speaking, I will give you some tips on how to transform your sword spirit."
Ling Shuangxue said this and pushed the poured tea to the table opposite again.
Luo Wusheng secretly swallowed his saliva.
He originally just thought that if he could chat for a while longer he could get some more sword-raising tea, which would be a good deal, but he didn't expect there would be additional services.
Really good.
… …
… …
The sky was getting light.
News in Jianyang City spread quickly.
After just one night of fermentation, a considerable number of people in Jianyang City had heard that a young gentleman had suddenly appeared in the Pinjian Teahouse and could tell a brand new story that the old gentlemen in the city could not even compare to.
Some people also said that this young gentleman's cultivation was close to that of the Nascent Soul stage, and there was even a rumor that he helped a Foundation Establishment cultivator advance to a small realm just by telling stories.
To be honest, this rumor is too outrageous.
Many people in Jianyang City scoffed at this.
But gradually, people discovered that many of those who said these words were indeed old customers of Pinjian Teahouse and various book-listening venues.
They felt a little shaken.
It's impossible that Pinjian Teahouse bribed so many people just to create such a gimmick, right
Then someone else said that they saw a Yuanying disappear in the Pinjian Teahouse yesterday...
Many people still don’t believe it.
After all, it is not easy to see a Nascent Soul cultivator. Although Jianyang City is somewhat famous in Jianzhou, is there anything that can attract Nascent Soul cultivators
However, those who thought so were now standing in a daze outside the bulletin board of Jianyang City.
"Jianyang Mountain..."
Chapter 237: Sir, do you have a Taoist companion? (Third update, please give me a monthly ticket)
Inside the teahouse, Luo Wusheng and Ling Shuangxue did not sleep all night.
At this moment, the handsome young man was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, while the fairy with a veil supported her slightly tilted head with one hand, letting her hair hang down on the table, and her beautiful eyes looked at the opposite side softly.
After one night, Ling Shuangxue felt that she had basically confirmed the things she wanted to confirm.
As she listened to Luo Wusheng telling the new story alone, the sense of déjà vu in her heart became stronger and stronger.
In particular, the young storyteller opposite her was very cooperative in responding to her request and adopted the model he used when he was a storyteller.
In this way, words connect with words, memories overlap with the present... Ling Shuangxue feels that her test has been completed.
The stories I heard in the first few days after I woke up were basically certain to be about the young man in front of me.
And if nothing unexpected happens, it was also him who sent me messages telling me the story of the peerless swordsman during those days.
My own disciples probably don't have the talent to perform the same role as the other person...
Ling Shuangxue's gaze became softer.
… There is no doubt that Miss Jianxian is quite familiar with her master.
Therefore, after the little girl realized that she had gone too far, she didn't dare to let her master meet the son of a certain demon sect. She even had to carefully conceal any information, for fear that her master would hear something.
The reason for everything is right here at this moment.
Just by comparing like this, Ling Shuangxue had already realized the event that her disciples were most afraid of her knowing.
(Perhaps Yuli was relaying the messages between the two sides during those days, or perhaps the recipient of the message between the wooden swords could be controlled by Yuli... Judging from the speed of the messages during those days, it should be the latter.)
As for why my disciples did this...
Ling Shuangxue smiled helplessly.
She knew very well what kind of person she was in the past. If her disciple directly asked a stranger to tell her some so-called stories of the martial arts world via a message, even if she agreed, it would be difficult for her to completely accept the story at that time.
Under such circumstances, it would be a pipe dream to imagine that he could reshape his sword heart as perfectly as he did now, or even break through to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.
And at that time, I would open my heart completely to the disciple who tried his best to pull me back from the brink of life and death.
This was probably the reason why her disciple and the "good friend" she made made such a plan.
He didn't explain afterwards, probably because he wanted to wait until he had consolidated his realm and completely stabilized his new swordsmanship... Also, maybe his disciple knew that his actions were a bit deceptive and was embarrassed to tell him the reason
(Although she has grown up a lot, Yuli still has some traces of her childhood...)
The disciples who used to follow him with pigtails have now grown into Jian Ge geniuses that he doesn't need to worry about anymore, and he has made such good friends...
Ling Shuangxue quietly looked at Luo Wusheng, who had a faint sword aura floating around him.
(It’s still hard to tell his bone age… But with such a high level of cultivation and the appearance of a teenager, his bone age shouldn’t be too high.)
(No wonder Yuli doesn’t address me as a senior…)
While thinking about it, Ling Shuangxue saw the eyelids of the young man opposite her move slightly.
The floating sword intent dissipated.
"Failed again..."
Luo Wusheng opened his eyes and sighed softly.
"The transformation of sword intent is not something that can be achieved overnight."
Ling Shuangxue said softly and comfortingly, "Some people undergo transformations because they realize the way of swordsmanship throughout their lives, and some people give birth to their own unique sword intent because they recognize their own obsessions... Sir, you have not succeeded now, it's just that the time has not come yet."
Luo Wusheng smiled bitterly, picked up the cup of tea that the other party had prepared for him on the table, and shook it gently.
"I'm afraid of wasting the fairy's sword-nourishing tea."
"…It would be more of a waste to leave it in my storage bag all day."
Ling Shuangxue shook her head gently, lifted her veil slightly and drank her tea.
Her conversation with the boy opposite her was becoming more and more fluent... Perhaps she had found the feeling she had in the past when she was delivering messages in those days.
Luo Wusheng also drank up the sword-nourishing tea in his hand.
To be honest, he always has an indescribable weird feeling now.
This feeling had already arisen last night when I was telling stories to the beautiful fairy in front of me.
How should I put it? It was as if this wasn’t the first time I was telling this girl a story…
Perhaps it was because he had told Miss Sword Fairy the story before in the same storyteller's tone via message
Putting down the empty teacup in his hand, Luo Wusheng straightened his face slightly.
"How do you feel now, fairy?"
A night has passed, and according to the discussion last night, today his temporary team of two will go to subdue the Sword Ghost.
"After listening to your story, I have recovered much better than yesterday."
Feeling the state of her body, Ling Shuangxue felt a little warmth in her heart.
The story Luo Wusheng told last night had some similarities with her swordsmanship, which helped her consolidate her realm a little bit and even recovered some of her injuries.
She felt that the young man in front of her must be aware of this, as he told her that story last night to help her recover.
However, a hint of unnaturalness flashed across Luo Wusheng's face, which had just become serious.
"Ah... um... that's good."
How come he doesn’t know that the story he tells has such a magical effect
I guess the other party really likes listening to stories, so he attributed the effects of the automatic reply and the sword-nourishing tea to his own story.
Just as he was thinking about it, another cup of tea was gently pushed in front of him.
Accompanied by a seemingly random sentence.
"By the way... Sir, do you have a Taoist partner?"
"I would like to have it, but unfortunately... huh?"
Luo Wusheng answered subconsciously and instinctively, then he realized that there seemed to be something wrong with this question.
What should I do if the beautiful fairy opposite me suddenly asks me if I have a Taoist partner
Could it be that he was attracted by my looks and talent during their short time together and wanted to support me
(But... Dao companion...)
The image of a little fox flashed through Luo Wusheng's mind.
When he thought of the girl who had first clearly confessed her feelings to him, his thoughts became a little confused.
Ling Shuangxue on the opposite side seemed to be thinking about something after getting his response.
(If I guessed correctly what Yuli said earlier...)
Suddenly, the two people sitting opposite each other frowned.
"There seems to be some movement outside."
Luo Wusheng tilted his ear slightly.
"I'll go and take a look."
Leaving behind these calm words, Ling Shuangxue disappeared instantly.
A moment later, she appeared in the tea room again.
"There were some unexpected things..."
A piece of paper was pushed in front of Luo Wusheng.
"It seems that someone posted it on the notice board of Jianyang City last night... The encirclement and suppression of the Sword Ghost has been exposed."
Luo Wusheng's eyes swept across the contents on the paper, and his expression suddenly became a little complicated.
The secret that I just got yesterday is made public today
But as he watched, an inexplicable smile appeared on his face.