Chapter 99 Jingci Patriarch The landslide was something no one had expected. Because it was a rocky mountain, none of the escape routes reserved by the disciples in the traditional way worked. In this situation, saving lives is definitely the most important thing. Wei Wenxin also acted in an emergency. By the time the people were rescued, half of the mountain had been dug away. Considering safety and construction period, there is no other way but to temporarily change the road into this shape. However, she was still inexperienced during the construction process, did not understand the rules of the mortal world, and did not report to Fan State in advance. It was not until the matter was settled that the other party discovered it and naturally refused to admit it. Building the road like this does have its benefits, but if it benefits the enemy country, that is intolerable! The King of Qi State successfully took advantage of the situation last time, and now that good luck has come again, it is impossible for him to pay even half a cent. On the day the news was received, a banquet was held in the palace to entertain all the ministers. What a joyful occasion! When a dispute occurred when the tunnel was just being built, Qingsong Daojun was invited to be a witness and found out what kind of person that person was.
If he is really forced, he might just act like a rogue and ask the Wanjian Sect to restore Gao Shan for him. So after the Fan State official fainted, Taoist Qingsong directly contacted the Piaoxue Sect and had no intention of arguing with anyone over those few spirit stones. As soon as the news spread, Taoist Master Ningshuang walked into Qingfeng Sword Manor. I think everyone in the world knows that Taoist Master Ningshuang had been in seclusion at the gate of Piaoxue Sect. The two places are so far apart that even a Mahayana master would need two and a half days to walk. Obviously, Daoist Master Ningshuang set off as soon as he received the news from Yinfengjian without waiting for him to contact him. "senior!" Although Daoist Master Ningshuang has just advanced to the Mahayana stage, she and Daoist Master Mingzhen are close friends. Out of respect, the disciples of the Qing generation in Wanjian Sect all call her "senior". Taoist Master Ningshuang still looked as cold as ice, wearing a frost-colored long skirt with a green wine gourd hanging around her waist. Seeing him leading people to greet him, he didn't waste time talking to him and asked him directly, "Where is Wenxin?" The tone was cold, but everyone could tell that the words were extremely intimate, the way an elder addresses a younger person. Qingsong had never dealt with her before, so he spoke quite politely: "The mental condition of the disciples who were rescued a few days ago is not very stable. Wenxin is training with them." Without asking her what she wanted from Wei Wenxin, he just told her to call him over right away. Having said that, he stood there without moving. Qingfeng Sword Manor is not very big. If you want to know anything, you can find it out with just a glance of your spiritual sense. Wei Wenxin was indeed practicing at this moment. Daoist Master Ningshuang took a quick look and knew that he was not lying. "I'm not in a hurry. I'll wait until she finishes her work." For cultivators, cultivation is always the most important thing.
After saying that, he found a seat and sat down. Seeing that she drank like water and had no intention of paying attention to anyone, Taoist Qingsong couldn't just let her sit there like that. He quickly prepared a bunch of spiritual fruits and brewed the best spiritual tea. The two sects have always been on good terms, so we must not lose the manners of hospitality. But the two of them were not very familiar with each other, and there was the cuckold king incident last winter. When Taoist Qingsong saw her, he couldn't help but have all kinds of thoughts in his mind, so he inevitably felt like sitting on pins and needles. "Go do something first, you don't need to accompany me. I will call her when she finishes her exercise." Taoist Master Ningshuang put down the gourd and glanced at him indifferently. It is really hard to imagine that such a cold-hearted fairy once had a passionate youth. Taoist Qingsong sighed endlessly. It is better to repair the sword, one person, one sword, until the end of life. This might be another kind of romance that lasts till death. Hearing this, Taoist Qingsong felt as if he had been pardoned. He quickly left and went to inquire about other matters. Although the base is not large, the scope of his responsibility is very large and he has a lot of things to do every day. Even though most of them were just the work of the younger disciples, he still did them very seriously. Seeing that he disappeared in the blink of an eye, Taoist Master Ningshuang was relieved. She was not the kind of person who was good at socializing, and she only regarded what happened last year as an opportunity for her breakthrough. After suffering a love disaster, he successfully advanced to the Mahayana stage in just a few months, and his cultivation was stable. It was quite a gain in the end. Putting aside other things, although the scumbag is a scumbag, he is really handsome. When he was alive, over the years, he gave enough emotional value. But being open-minded is one thing, but being looked at with strange eyes is another. People are always like this, as if the sky is falling when they are let down by their significant other, but anyone is qualified to sympathize with her. She didn't even think about it. She had powerful strength, endless spirit stones and magic weapons, her own Taoist temple, and no shortage of relatives and friends. It would be easier for her to change her husband than to change her clothes! I don't know where it gets so sympathetic. What she hates most is the kind of person who tries hard to keep a straight face and pretend nothing happened, but dares not look her in the eye. Because you have no idea what kind of pathetic little drama is going on in his mind. Just as I was thinking this, the door darkened and someone came in with a cane. "Da, da, bang! Da, da, bang!" He likes to wear hard-soled shoes and use a cane, and the way he walks is completely different from that of ordinary people. The Jingci Patriarch of the Wanjian Sect is two generations older than the Ming generation. Because of his seniority, he speaks very directly and never puts himself in a difficult position.
Ever since Taoist Ningshuang was born, he looked like he was about to die at any time. Thousands of years have passed, and he still looks the same. I don’t know when he will finally die. Seeing him walking in from the door with a cane, taking two steps and resting for a step, with a head full of white hair and a face full of wrinkles, Taoist Master Ningshuang felt a little nervous. Without waiting for Daoist Ningshuang to come over to greet her, he chuckled twice before greeting her: "Why did I send you here this time? The Nings are still alive, so how come you are in the mood to hang out?" Well, she was wrong. What she hated most was not the type like Qingsong who was complaining in secret, but the type in front of her. The type that pokes someone’s wound in person. Fortunately, there are not many such people in the entire Qinghuan world. Daoist Ningshuang folded his hands and placed them naturally in front of him, his tone was exceptionally gentle: "Thank you for your concern, let the past be the past! It's just a calamity in life, it's no big deal." Patriarch Jingci breathed a sigh of relief, found a place to sit down, picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup, took a sip, and started "Pooh, pooh, pooh". "Qingsong's master passed away early, and he has never had a good life. Look at what kind of tea he drinks?! Hey! Good boy, come here, let the ancestor make it for you again." The words sounded nice, but he just waved his sleeves and put away the things Qingsong had prepared to entertain the guests. Then he took out an ordinary clay pot and brewed a pot of ordinary mountain wild tea. He is indeed as stingy as the rumors say! Why did the Wanjian Sect specially arrange for this old guy to come here? What on earth did they want to do? Taoist Master Ningshuang felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, and that the days were extremely difficult! "Hey, let me make it clear first, we don't plan to sell this mining machine! Ahem, ahem!" He started to gasp for breath again, looking like he was about to die. Finally I know why he made this trip. Taoist Ningshuang was so upset that he quickly interrupted his performance. "That's not what I came for." I bought a cattail leaf fan, but the two-cent quilt was torn. The old baby found a piece of gauze and sewed it up. She was so proud of herself. She was so smart. I told her that this gauze could buy two fans. She was angry and blamed me for telling her about this, which ruined her good mood. Her expression was painful and regretful. I almost laughed to death! Oh, what a bad taste. I feel like I have a lot of interesting things every day, and I can't stop laughing. I like to read gossip on the Internet and laugh. I just collect materials. After all, I am a novelist. Hahaha~ Don't you encounter funny things every day? Why doesn't anyone share with me? I love to eat melons. After 12 o'clock last night, I was still a melon eater in the community group. Although everyone had finished eating, I worked overtime until that time and only picked up a few pieces of melon peels, which still felt quite spicy. I was afraid that you would see it on the Internet and run to my house to urge me to update in person. I won't tell you the details. Haha. (End of this chapter)