Chapter 22: Checking the Pulse of Junior Brother

Ning Mingmei tapped on the flying boat's panel and said, "It's the sixth day. All right. We can reach Qingji Sect early tomorrow morning."

Before going back, make a circle to shake off the pursuers.

Judging from this, there are still ten hours to reach Qingji Sect. The flying boat is divided into the front cabin and the rear cabin. Ning Mingmei then asked the system: "What is Chang Feichang doing in the rear cabin?"

System: "Sleeping."

Ning Mingmei: “Oh.”

The system said, "Be careful. The look Chang Feichang gave you just now before boarding the flying boat clearly showed that he was going to return to you to question you."

But I guess Ning Mingmei has made all the necessary preparations... huh?

"What's wrong with you?" the system asked carefully.

Ning Mingmei looked weird.

The usually cold and mean expression that made people grit their teeth faded from Ning Mingmei, and was replaced by a slightly furrowed brow and slightly open lips. Those eyes that were always shrewd were now half-closed, hidden behind the gold-framed glasses. In addition to impatience, there was also a hint of confusion in the eyes.

Confused?

Confused... This word appeared on Ning Mingmei.

The system's first reaction was horror.

Ahhhh it’s so scary!

Ning Mingmei must have some conspiracy!

"...Get lost." Ning Mingmei said.

The voice was also cold but weak.

System: "Ahhh! What are you going to do? I understand. You are going to attack Chang Feichang, right? Is this your disguise?"

Ning Mingmei completely ignored the system's words. He said, "The cultivator who tried to take over my body... Did I suffer any internal injuries? Do you have wind-heat colds in the immortal world?"

The system is really worried now. It began to help Ning Mingmei recall whether he had eaten anything strange along the way. Finally, it said, "Is it the tea from Baimian that's the problem? You just pretended to take a sip from the cup. It's not a deadly poison."

Ning Mingmei asked: "What's in the tea?"

The system said: "The juice of the tranquilizing flower can cause paralysis."

As for the incense in Xuezhu's room, it was nothing more than made of red grass. It had a strong aroma that made people feel excited and comfortable... Wait, what could be made by mixing the calming flower and red grass?

Ning Mingmei said, "Forget it, I guess he has internal injuries. What are the disciples doing in the rear cabin?"

System: “What are you doing…”

The noises in the rear cabin became louder and louder.

Lao Wu and Chang Feichang's female disciple Yang Ying both knew some medical skills, and they examined Yu Niao and Zheng Yinshang on the flying boat.

Lin Heting and Mu Hanshan respectively passed on the true Qi to the two of them. Not long after, Zheng Yinshang woke up briefly. He lay on the ground, spit out colorful potions all over the floor, and then fell asleep dying.

Yu Niao is the same.

Several people cleaned up the place.

Lao Wu said, "Yu Niao was too frightened. Zheng Yinshang only had some flesh wounds. He will be fine when he wakes up."

He added, "I just don't know what the potion is for. It would be better to ask the elders to check it out when we return to Qingji Sect."

Lao Wu has always been frugal with words. Lao Liu, who has connections with others, was curious: "You also know medical skills?"

Lao Wu said, "I am an orphan. Before I joined the Qingji Sect, I practiced boxing in the boxing gym in Daxian City."

From an orphan living on the streets, to a teenager doing underground boxing, to an inner disciple of the Qingji Sect...what a struggle!

Lao Liu took a good look at his senior brother for the first time. As the son of the Lord of the Immortal City, if he had a few words to say to Lin Heting, then he never had much to say to the kings of volume like Lao Wu and Wen Siheng.

Most of these people are taciturn and practice sword-fighting all day long with a deep hatred. To Lao Liu and other relatives, this is extremely boring. Now that he had heard about the black boxing, he asked with great interest: "Is black boxing fun? Is it gambling? Is it like in the storybooks?"

The fifth brother pursed his lips and had a somewhat unpleasant look in his eyes - of course the sixth brother was not aware of this at all.

A voice came from above their heads: "...Everyone is having a great time."

“Master!”

"Elder Ning!"

Several people stood up immediately, including several disciples from Yanyun Tower.

In comparison, these disciples' attitude towards Ning Mingmei was complete and sincere.

Song Mingke said: "Thank you, Elder Ning, for finding Yu Niao and Zheng Yinshang for us."

Lu Youyu said: "Thank you, Elder Ning! Elder Ning is very smart and has a great plan. Disciple..."

She blushed, very embarrassed: "Disciple did not know Elder Ning's true intention before, only looked at the surface, and spoke rudely... Elder Ning, please forgive me! Elder Ning seems to be squandering spirit stones, but in fact he is luring the snake out of its hole!"

I'm sorry, it was indeed to squander the spirit stones.

Fan Juntian: "Yes, Elder Ning is far-sighted. For us, the flower of the high mountain in pure cultivation is willing to devote himself to the world of money! What a sacrifice and torture!"

There was gratitude sparkling in several pairs of eyes. Ning Mingmei said: "Nothing, you guys go and have a rest."

...Why does Elder Ning sound a little weak? Lu Youyu gave him a worried look.

Lin Heting and Lao Wu and Lao Liu were also worried. Ning Mingmei said: "Come here for a moment."

The three of them hurried over.

Ning Mingmei leaned against the door frame, his head tilted at an angle, his eyelashes long and drooping. The white and purple robe was draped diagonally on his body, revealing his inner garment, but the white garment covered his body completely.

He pursed his lips and looked at them, his eyelashes made the corners of his eyes long and curled, and his usually cold dark pupils seemed to be looking at them, but also seemed not to be looking at them.

This posture is quite... lazy, like a begonia sleeping in spring...

Lin Heting felt guilty about his own thoughts again.

Which middle-class young master in Gusu didn't spend his childhood reciting poems and painting with his sisters at home... But how could he use such leisure time on his master?

Lin Heting immediately cleared his mind and began to report: "Master, I successfully assisted Song Mingke in completing the quotation, and when the big monster attacked, I blocked the first sword for Song Mingke! I also repelled the other attackers!"

Although he was immediately bounced away by the sword energy, Elder Chang drew his sword and rushed forward.

However, Lin Heting didn't know why his whole body was filled with boiling blood and energy at that time. Maybe it’s because Master is coming back soon?

I must tell Master that I have done a lot of work during this trip.

At the same time, while repelling the guards, Lin Heting had a subtle flash of inspiration in his mind, and he used a sword move that he had never used before. The Wanhua Sword Technique requires three moves to prepare before the fourth killing move can be launched. Lin Heting has always done this.

But after skipping the second move, the result was beyond Lin Heting's expectations - the direction of the sword technique was even stranger than he had imagined, and it changed from single damage to group attack. Several guards were shocked because they had never seen such a strange trick.

What went through your mind at that time?

It seems like what Master said at the group meeting, "Can we get rid of this assumption?"?

Lao Liu said, "Master! I have successfully completed the task of packing my luggage and left the documents at Chengyuan. At the same time, I have also met you outside Wangsheng."

He was rushing to speak before Lao Wu and took all his research results.

Although it is very likely that Lao Liu did it unintentionally, doesn't this make people even more angry?

Ning Mingmei said to the system: "It's okay, this is also part of academic training... um..."

system:……

Are you really okay? Ning Mingmei speaks so weakly now.

The fifth brother said, "The sixth brother and I did... those things. We also treated those disciples."

After the report, the three of them looked at Ning Mingmei, expecting praise. Especially Lin Heting.

Ning Mingmei: "That's right. The flying boat will return to Qingji Sect in ten hours."

Three people: "Yes! It is finally our turn at Piao Miao Peak to impress the other twelve peaks."

Ning Mingmei: "That's not what I meant. Are you ready for the group meeting tomorrow?"

The three were petrified.

Lao Liu: "Why do we need to organize a meeting?"

Lin Heting: "Master, these few days..."

Just busy having fun.

Lao Wu: "I remember that Master said from the first day that he would share the experimental report with us after we return."

Lin Heting and Lao Liu glared at Lao Wu. When they turned around, Ning Mingmei had already returned to the front cabin. Lao Wu had a sluggish face and said nothing.

Three people: "Ah!!!!"

The screams made Ning Mingmei very happy, but the happiness was limited. As soon as he entered the front cabin, a look of pain appeared on his face.

System: "Host, why don't you take a nap..."

Ning Mingmei: "Electricate me."

OK…wait.

The system's voice was distorted: "Electricizing you?"

Ning Mingmei: "Wake up. I haven't finished reading the classics stored in my mind. How can someone waste time sleeping on a plane instead of doing academic research?"

So this is why you died early in your original world? ?

The system is not powered. Ning Mingmei sat in his seat, nodding his head.

Soon, he couldn't hold on any longer and fell into a deep sleep.

…

Outer cabin.

Lu Youyu saw Ning Mingmei calling the three people over, and he didn't know what they said. The three disciples all wailed, and then ran to the corner of the outer cabin, mumbling.

They run faster than each other, and I don’t know what they are doing.

Yu Niao and Zheng Yinshang breathed steadily. Song Mingke, Lu Youyu and Fan Juntian took care of them for half a day, and then Chang Feichang's three disciples came over.

Mu Hanshan patted Song Mingke on the shoulder and said, "It's late at night, go and get some rest."

Song Mingke said: "Thank you."

Mu Hanshan said: "Master asked us to come over in the middle of the night to take over."

Song Mingke looked over his shoulder and saw Chang Feichang huddled in a corner of the flying boat with his eyes closed, looking like he was racing against time to sleep. The sword that could split mountains and shake the earth was casually thrown at his feet.

Chang Feichang put the sword into the scabbard without wiping it, and it might still be stained with the blood of the big monster.

Who would have thought that it was Chang Feichang who asked them to come and take over the shift.

On the other side, Ning Mingmei’s three disciples were still gathered together, not knowing what they were doing. However, their contribution in this rescue operation is immeasurable.

If they were to come to help at this time, it would really make several disciples of Yanyun Tower so uneasy that they would wake up from nightmares in the middle of the night.

Fan Juntian readily followed suit and ran to the side to sleep. Lu Youyu also rubbed his eyes.

After being worried for several days and staying awake for a whole day and night, she was almost reaching her limit.

But she saw Song Mingke sitting by the window of the flying boat. The young man stared blankly at the vast night outside the window, his eyes dark and his heart full of worries.

Lu Youyu then sat next to him.

"Youyu, go to sleep quickly." Song Mingke said.

Lu Youyu said, "Brother, don't blame yourself."

The girl has a quick temper, but when it comes to caring about her fellow students, she is incredibly thoughtful and considerate. Without waiting for Song Mingke to answer, she continued, "Look, didn't Fan Juntian and I help in this trip to Yaochuan City?"

Song Mingke said: "But I am in the middle stage of Jindan."

The leading disciple and person in charge of the Yanyun Tower group is also the master's most powerful disciple. He glanced at the disciples of Qingji Sect, and then said to Lu Youyu: "If it is just to thank Elder Ning for his help, then it is fine."

But he was also the one who attracted the big monster.

When the followers of the big demon attacked, he originally wanted to deal with them alone. In the end, it was Lin Heting who saved him. The erratic swordplay at that moment was enough to make even him feel numb.

How could there be such an unexpected change of tactics?

Song Mingke has always been law-abiding. Until now, he still remembers the shock he felt at that moment, and when he thought back to his suspicion of Lin Heting and others when they first set out... this made him feel even more ashamed.

Lin Heting's swordsmanship.

The meticulousness of the fifth and sixth brothers.

Is this Ning Mingmei...the disciple of the Sword-wielding Elder of the Qingji Sect? Is this the disciple of Qingji Sect whom they must defeat in the conference?

Song Mingke felt dissatisfied, very dissatisfied. It's not just because of the discussion conference, but because there will always be competition and comparison among peers. But he also felt confused, because he didn't know how Lin Heting, who looked ordinary, did it. If you don’t know other people’s tricks and methods, you will have no room for improvement.

Lu Youyu said, "Brother, I know you don't want to win."

Song Mingke: “Yeah.”

He lowered his eyes and Lu Youyu looked at him worriedly. Finally, Song Mingke said, "I'll go over and thank Lin Heting."

Song Mingke stood up and went to Lin Heting. The three disciples sat in a circle, not knowing what they were doing.

Speaking of which, after Elder Ning left, they have been staying here without moving... for almost seven and a half hours.

Song Mingke carefully pushed Lin Heting, and Lin Heting suddenly opened his eyes, as if he was stimulated by something and couldn't extricate himself, his eyes were wandering.

? ?

What is this doing?

Seeing Lin Heting looking at him, Song Mingke got a little nervous. He said, "Heting, thank you so much..."

Lin Heting was in a trance: "Do you know how many variations there are in the Wanhua Sword Technique?"

Song Mingke:?

Lin Heting: "Do you know how many ways there are to write the word '回' in the fourth move of the 15th form of the Wanhua Sword Technique?"

Song Mingke:?

Lin Heting: "Do you know what the maximum attack range of the 17th move of the Ten Thousand Flowers Sword Technique is? Do you know why the Ten Thousand Flowers Sword Technique was developed when there was already the Plum Blossom Sword Technique? Do you know how many people are practicing the Ten Thousand Flowers Sword Technique, what their respective physiques are, what effects they have on the sword technique, and what is the best way to practice them?"

Song Mingke:? ?

... Lu Youyu saw Song Mingke coming back in a trance and asked him, "Brother Mingke, what happened?"

"...I can't believe it." Song Mingke said, "The disciples of Qingji Sect think hard about these things every day!!"

? ? ?

Lu Youyu was stunned and didn't understand. Song Mingke sat by the window in a daze again.

She saw the faint morning light outside the window and said, "Brother, the sun is about to rise."

In other words, they will reach Qingji Sect in two hours!

"While I was feeling sorry for myself, the disciples of Qingji Sect were thinking about swordsmanship." Song Mingke was still mumbling to himself, "Have you ever seen the sun at dawn in Yanyun Tower?"

Lu Youyu:?

Song Mingke: "But have they ever seen the sun rise at 5 a.m. in Qingji Sect? When the disciples of Yanyun Tower were sleeping, the disciples of Qingji Sect were studying!"

? ? ?

"After I go back, I must go to Piaomiao Peak to study!" Song Mingke said firmly.

Lu Youyu:? ? ?

What caused Senior Brother Mingke to suddenly go crazy?

The flying boat was swaying, and Song Mingke's heart was swaying too. He silently watched the three people from Piaomiao Peak. The three of them sat there, sitting there, studying all the time.

A brightness lit up Song Mingke's eyes.

It’s not too late, it’s not too late!

Finally, the flying boat arrived at the Qingji Sect's sphere of influence.

First there was the small town at the foot of the mountain, then the foot of the mountain where the servants lived, and then there was the outskirts where the outer disciples lived.

The morning light is colorful, and the fairy boat is coming under the sun. Everyone craned their necks to see the magnificent sight before them.

"What a luxurious fairy boat!"

"Is this Elder Fang's immortal boat? Only Elder Fang can own such a luxurious immortal boat."

"I heard that two peak masters went out to look for the missing Yanyun Tower disciples. They should be back, right?"

"As expected of the Peak Master." Someone else said sourly, "The display is extraordinary."

"Who is the peak master?"

"One is Chang Feichang, the elder Chang. The other one is the one on Piao Miao Peak...what's his name?"

No one could remember Ning Mingmei's name.

"That was probably done by Elder Chang."

"It's just looking for someone, how can it be considered a dangerous job?"

"If I can pass the selection and enter the inner sect, I don't dare to dream of becoming the sect leader, but being able to become a disciple of Elder Fang would be the best. Even if I can be a handyman, it is better than being the disciple of the unpopular peak master!"

Some people sighed.

The inner gate is at a higher altitude and has more abundant spiritual energy. When they saw the immortal boat coming from afar, some obedient disciples went to report the news.

“I’m back!”

"Elder Chang and Elder Ning are back!"

The more experienced inner sect disciple sighed: "So fast?"

If it were an ordinary person, he would have to stay outside for ten days or half a month.

"This is the first thing Elder Ning did after coming out of seclusion."

"The master will definitely reward these disciples well." Someone said enviously.

Finally, we arrived at the Tiantai Peak, where the dazzling light was shining brightly.

The flying boat slowly landed on a gentle hilltop at Tiantai Peak where Sect Leader Qi was. Seeing the familiar residence of the headmaster, several of Chang Feichang's disciples cheered.

“We did it!” they said.

The disciples of Yanyun Tower were also overjoyed and helped up Yu Niao and Zheng Yinshang, who were still feeling unwell.

Only the three disciples of Piao Miao Peak who had contributed the most were still sitting with their eyes closed, looking troubled. Lu Youyu glanced at their faces and found that they looked even more painful than before the flying boat landed.

What's going on.

Is there something in the Qingji Sect that they don’t want to see?

Even Chang Feichang got up. He said a few words to Yang Ying, and Yang Ying entered the front cabin.

After a while, she came back in a panic.

"Elder Ning doesn't seem to be feeling well." Yang Ying reported.

…

When Ning Mingmei opened his eyes again, he saw an unexpected face.

The man sat next to him and looked at him gently. The sunlight illuminated half of his majestic face, while the other half was buried in the shadows.

Ning Mingmei: "You..."

I just woke up and my tongue is still a little messy.

"Junior brother, you are not feeling well. Can I take your pulse?" he said.

Without giving Ning Mingmei a chance to refuse, the slender fingers had already rested on his thin white wrist.