Ning Qingcheng raised his hand slightly, and the disciples behind him retreated. Helian Xiyue jumped and landed beside Ning Qingcheng. Ning Qingcheng poured a cup of tea and said slowly: "Master Helian, have a cup of tea."
Helian Xiyue shook his head to refuse.
Ning Qingcheng lowered his head and smiled: "I almost forgot that you can only use utensils made of metal. After so many years, your disease still hasn't been cured."
"Mine is not a disease." Helian Xiyue said lightly.
"That's right, neither you nor I are sick." Ning Qingcheng coughed lightly, "And I've been here for ten years, and I'm still half dead."
Helian Xiyue was silent for a moment, then asked, "Nanyulou, why isn't it so strong?"
Ning Qingcheng took a sip of herbal tea and said slowly, "Before Nanyulou went up the mountain, he was ranked third on the Tianwu list, not as good as Priest Xue. Priest Xue broke into Lintian Palace and turned around and left when he reached Xingxiu Court. But Nanyulou broke into the fourth courtyard, climbed the third floor, and fought in front of Tianshui Tower. Do you think that Old Man Tianwu is dazzled, or that I am getting worse and worse at Lintian Palace?"
"I wasn't there that day, neither was Bai Jile nor Xie Kanhua." Helian Xiyue paused and continued, "No one stopped him."
"So why aren't you here, and Bai Jile isn't here either? Even Bai Long and Bai He aren't here?" Ning Qingcheng asked back, "And after I received the first sword from Nan Yu Lou that day, I realized one thing clearly."
"What's the matter?" Helian Xiyue asked.
"He is stronger than me." Ning Qingcheng smiled bitterly, "If the four great masters had not stopped him for so long, consuming a lot of his true energy, he would not only be able to hurt me, but also kill me."
Helian Xiyue hesitated for a moment: "Where is the problem?"
"It was because of his swordsmanship, which was the sword of the immortal." Ning Qingcheng said in a deep voice, "It was the swordsmanship I encountered on the shore of the South China Sea that day. That's why he was so strong, and that's why he died soon after he came down the mountain."
"The problem lies with the academy?" Helian Xiyue asked in confusion.
"No, it's in Jimo Sword City." Ning Qingcheng said seriously, "The Immortal Sword Art only exists in Jimo Sword City, and Nan Yulou and Jimo Huaxue are lovers. He learned the Immortal Sword Art from Jimo Huaxue."
Helian Xiyue thought for a long time, and finally shook his head: "No."
"It's indeed not right, because neither Nanyulou nor Jimo Huaxue should have done such a thing. Nanyulou is the second gentleman of the academy and would not steal other people's martial arts. Jimo Huaxue has inherited the true teachings of Jimo Jingzhu and should know the powerful backlash of the Immortal Book. But the people and things are already there, but we don't know that thread yet." Ning Qingcheng said dimly.
"Do you suspect Bai Jile?" Helian Xiyue asked.
"He has been very loyal over the years." Ning Qingcheng did not directly answer Helian Xiyue's question.
"He can replace you at any time." Helian Xiyue said more directly.
"But he didn't." Ning Qingcheng sighed, "I've been waiting here for him to kill me for a long time. Finally, I found out that he has no interest in Shanglin Palace. So I have a suspicion."
"I think Palace Master Ning has not yet planned to tell me this suspicion." Helian Xiyue turned around.
"When the time is right, I will tell you naturally. But there is one thing I can tell you, that is the Immortal Book, which can not only cure my illness, but also completely suppress the spring breeze power in your body." Ning Qingcheng smiled, "If we work together to get the Immortal Book, we can both heal our injuries."
"I will join forces with you." Helian Xiyue replied quickly.
Ning Qingcheng nodded and smiled. As expected, even someone like Helian Xiyue could not escape the influence of "The Book of Immortals".
"I only have one condition." Helian Xiyue stretched out a finger.
Ning Qingcheng still smiled faintly: "I understand."
"Xie Kanhua must stay alive." After saying this, Helian Xiyue walked outside.
Ning Qingcheng was stunned, then shook his head. After Helian Xiyue stepped out of Tianshui Tower, the young disciple came up again and whispered, "Is this Helian Xiyue trustworthy?"
"I didn't believe him at first, because if he pursues profit, he will do whatever it takes. But he doesn't pursue profit, he pursues justice." Ning Qingcheng smiled disdainfully, "People like this will die early."
"Just like Su Han."
"Like Nanyulou."
The night wind was chilly, and he sneezed loudly with the whip in his hand, trying to abstain from love and lust.
Su Baiyi opened the curtain and sat next to Jie Qing Bu Jie Lu: "Master, you go in and rest, I will drive the car."
"No need, no need. I only need to sleep for two hours a day. It's not time yet." The man who abstains from love but not sex replied.
Su Baiyi asked in confusion: "How do you only sleep two hours a day?"
"The disciples of Qingming Academy receive the most brutal training since they are young. One of the trainings is to control the time of sleep. The maximum is only two hours a day. Your master saved me too late. I have been trained to this point." Abstinence from love but not sex shrugged, "But it's good not to sleep. I have a lot of time to do other things."
"What's the matter? Chanting scriptures?" Su Baiyi asked.
Hearing this, Abstain from Love but Not Sex was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud: "Amitabha, the donor is really good at joking."
"Speak softly, don't disturb my senior sister." Su Baiyi reminded.
"Do you like your senior sister very much?" asked Jieqing Bululu.
"What's it got to do with you?" Su Baiyi waved his hand in dissatisfaction.
"I treat you as my apprentice, but you want to sleep with my daughter?" The abstainer from love but not from sex said to himself, "Interesting, interesting."
Su Baiyi didn't bother to pay attention to this monk who didn't look like a monk at all. He took out the sword manual left to him by Jimo Huaxue from his arms. He was originally a swordsman, but last time in Tianxiaoyun Realm, he accidentally learned the sword skills in the "Book of Immortals". Now his most powerful skill has become the sword, but this is not what he wants. He is more interested in the sword. Now that the time is right, he might as well take out this sword manual and study it carefully.
"Isn't it too late to practice sword now?" Jie Qing Bu Jie Lu glanced at him.
"It's not too late, not too late at all." Su Baiyi took a steamed bun, took a bite, and began to look at the sword manual carefully.
"Even if it's not too late, how can you just watch and not practice..." Jieqing but not lust shook his head, "No wonder your martial arts are so poor."
Su Baiyi looked at the sword manual and closed his eyes.
A picture slowly emerged in his mind. He saw a vast snowy mountain, and on top of the mountain there was a man dancing with a sword.
As soon as the sword was drawn, the wind and snow flowed backwards, and the heaven and earth were upside down.
What a mighty sword.
It was as if a sword was about to split the sky and the earth in half.
But in the end, all the wind and snow calmed down, the Qianli sword energy gathered into a sword light, and the man slowly fell down.
The sunlight shone into the snow-capped mountains, the snow slowly melted, and the swordsman turned his head.
"Hey, hey, hey, hey. Don't you want to sleep?" Jie Lu Bu pushed Su Baiyi.
Su Baiyi immediately woke up from the illusion, his eyes widened: "I... I was dreaming?"