Chapter 71 71 Study Night Chat "Is Yuxu Sword Pavilion not good to you...
Reiki Resurrection Year 1, Thursday evening, July 31st.
"You...what are you doing! Don't come over here!" The middle-aged man's face was distorted by fear. He had no time to care about the boxes of high-end materials beside him. He fled deep into the warehouse in a panic.
The figure in the uniform of the Foreign Affairs Bureau just stood there, looking down at his phone. A closer look revealed that the black uniform was poorly made, and the Foreign Affairs Bureau logo was sewn crookedly, which was obviously fake.
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Several practitioners with ferocious faces appeared from the depths of the warehouse. They rushed up with various weapons in hand, and it seemed that they were ready to die together.
In a hidden corner, a man was secretly preparing to activate a self-destruct array to destroy all the illegal evidence in the warehouse.
——Why is it useless?
Of course it didn't work. This was the shielding spell I prepared for Li Bo's self-destruction array. Ning Changkong pulled the mask, trying to inhale more fresh air to dispel the dizziness caused by overwork and the suffocating pain in his chest.
There is no evil spirit, no Li, just a cultivator who illegally trades elixirs. What a waste of his precious energy.
The long spear that had been transformed into a spear flower in his hand, Ning Changkong said nonchalantly:
"Come on, I'm in a hurry."
He had to finish the task quickly because he had to go back and check the children's homework.
Leisurely, he knocked down the half-baked practitioners one by one, and then used the binding technique to line them up neatly at the foot of the wall. Ning Changkong was bored and took pictures of the crime evidence with his mobile phone, while daydreaming:
After Li Bo snatched away the mysterious halberd in the final exam copy, the "Li" organization completely fell into decline, and all clues to the Tianyan Training School and the infiltration into the final exam illusion were cut off.
Recently, "Skynet" has issued several waves of points rewards to encourage users to report observed abnormal phenomena. Ning Changkong went to complete the sweep mission in China whenever he had time, and finally caught some of the "Li"'s clues and cut off many illegal transactions.
The content of the transaction was mainly precious materials used in ancient Lingwu and Huizhen, and there was no obvious regularity in the transaction location. Ning Changkong swung the disguised spear and buried his head in writing the mission report.
Even after submitting the task and returning to the study in Jinwuyuan, Ning Changkong was still in deep thought, trying to figure out Li Bo's intentions.
He could understand cherishing the materials, since Li Bo was a professional formation master after all, but what the hell were ancient weapons?
Since "Li" has developed long-range spiritual weapons, these ancient cold weapons should not be used as weapons. In other words -
There was a knock on the door. Ning Changkong gathered his thoughts and said loudly, "Come in."
Wen Qingsheng walked in holding the completed test paper and notes.
Ning Changkong sat up straight and began to correct the questions carefully, pointing out the mistakes from time to time and helping Xiao Wen to sort out his ideas.
Ning Changkong was a little absent-minded while marking papers. It seemed that he had seen a similar scene before. Oh, yes, it was during the National Day last year, when Wen Qingsheng had just come to the academy.
In the blink of an eye, more than half a year has passed. The freshman who had just started practicing has become the eldest disciple of the master of Yuxu Sword Pavilion in the blink of an eye. Children grow up so fast.
After checking the homework and answering a few questions from Wen Qingsheng, Ning Changkong stood up and took two books from the bookshelf for him. He watched Wen Qingsheng sort out the scattered notes on the table and asked with interest:
“Why are you so interested in this content?”
Wen Qingsheng and Gu Minghui were both sword cultivators, and Ning Changkong focused on their actual combat skills, while the theoretical assignments were mostly about cultivation common sense and strategic tactics. However, when Wen Qingsheng first came to Jinwu Garden, he borrowed several books on talismans and instruments from Su Yunyao.
After listening to the little fox's report, Ning Changkong realized that Wen Qingsheng had such an interest. He waved his hand and added a study task to Wen Qingsheng, and Wen Qingsheng was happy to do it.
"I..." Wen Qingsheng pursed his lips and took out a small gadget from his pocket.
Ning Changkong's mind analyzed the information of the object in front of him before he did:
This is a small handmade magic tool with poor seal carving skills, probably the work of a beginner; the runes engraved on it have functions such as clearing the mind and positioning, so it is speculated that it is used as a talisman.
…The price of the materials is not that high, the market price is about two to three thousand yuan, but the advantage is that the spiritual properties are compatible, the quality is also good, and it has been carefully selected.
Before Wen Qingsheng opened his mouth, Ning Changkong already realized what this was.
"This pendant is a birthday present given to me by a very important friend of mine." Wen Qingsheng took out the phoenix feather pendant from his collar and said seriously.
Bai Xian's gaze turned over, but Ning Changkong pretended not to notice.
"I wanted to give him a return gift, so I made an amulet myself."
"…Although it hasn't been delivered yet, it would have been better if it had been delivered earlier." These words were spoken in a particularly low voice.
"The amulet he made is so good. I also want to make one as good as this one, so I am learning the relevant knowledge."
Ning Changkong drank two sips of herbal tea, suppressed his fluctuating emotions, and said softly: "The craftsmanship of this pendant is indeed very good. It is not easy to make it as good as this one."
The amulet was made by the next Lingzhuanyuan master who was appointed that year, and the current master personally instructed him. This is a priceless craft.
"We have to do it even if we can't do it." Wen Qingsheng said stubbornly.
"Well, it's a good thing to have ambition." Ning Changkong took out a snack from the drawer in a disingenuous manner, "Go back and get some rest early."
Wen Qingsheng picked up the stack of materials and stood still: "Senior Ning, I have something else to say."
"Yuxu Sword Pavilion... our sect is going to hold a sect competition this fall. Can you come and watch me participate in the competition?"
"Is Yuxu Sword Pavilion not good to you?" Ning Changkong blurted out.
He was actually not very happy at the time that Zuo Langning chose Wen Qingsheng as his apprentice. Gu Minghui had a family background in learning, and later he had a director as his master, so he was determined to work in the Special Affairs Bureau.
Xiao Wen is a taciturn person, so it would be better for him to come to the Yi Department and be protected by Gu Minghui rather than go into the sect alone. With Yan Xiaoling, he might be able to form a new generation trio in the Yi Department. Then he can spend every day with his friends and have a happy life.
Ning Changkong heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that Wen Qingsheng really took Zuo Langning as his master, and was not just practicing in name only. After all, he was the first disciple of the current Pavilion Master. Even if he could not become the next Pavilion Master, he could at least gain a certain say in Yuxujian Pavilion.
On the one hand, he was happy that Wen Qingsheng had successfully infiltrated the sect. When their generation grew up, at least the Yuxu Sword Pavilion where Wen Qingsheng worked and the Alien Bureau led by Gu Minghui could maintain stable cooperation. On the other hand, he was relieved that classmate Wen now had a second home in the world of cultivation.
But what was going on? Was there no elder in Yuxu Sword Pavilion to take care of him? Why did the sect competition invite a phoenix that they had only known for a short time to be a spectator?
Zuo Langning should be quite nice to him, but this master and disciple are not good at socializing. Maybe Wen Qingsheng will be excluded because of his dull nature and will not be able to integrate into Jian Ge.
In this case, he might have to find a way to get Wen Qingsheng out of Yuxujian Pavilion and put him back into the academy... There is no need to exchange the child's mental health for any development or future.
What should he do? He is no longer Lin Jinsong, so the threats he made to Zuo Langning in the letter are no longer effective...
Wen Qingsheng was startled by him, and explained in confusion and at a loss: "No, everyone in the sect is very nice to me... I... Well, there are some adjustments made to this year's sect competition."
He whispered, "In previous years, we would just have a few games behind closed doors in the sect and that was it. This year, we are cooperating with the Alien Bureau to do some kind of promotion, so the event is going to be a big one. They even set up a family banquet, so we can invite our family members to come and watch..."
"...Gu Minghui and the others said they wanted to skip classes to come and watch. I thought about it and decided not to. It would be so embarrassing if they lost. The teachers and other teachers have their own seats and don't sit in the family seats."
"I feel it's awkward to leave the seat empty, so I wanted to invite you... If not, forget it! Really! I also feel it's a bit abrupt to ask." Wen Qingsheng blushed and lowered his head.
...Ah, that's what happened. Ning Changkong's expression was rarely blank for a moment.
"Sorry, I thought too much." Ning Changkong suppressed his embarrassment and smiled gently, "You have been here for so long, you are also my students. If you can spare the time, I would certainly like to watch you participate in the competition."
Wen Qingsheng smiled shyly with joy.
"However," his mind began to work rapidly again, "I'm afraid I'll have to disguise myself and watch the game as a phoenix, which is a bit inconvenient."
Chi Zhaoming is questioned every day for not being neutral enough because he once practiced in Yuxu Sword Pavilion. Wen Qingsheng had better stay away from the monster clan.
Alas, what on earth is this kid thinking? After all, he and Phoenix don't have much of a relationship, right?
I just saved him twice and was his teacher for a month, how come I was invited to the family seat?
Or maybe I have too little, and I treasure even this little bit of true love. Thinking of this, Ning Chang softly took out another bag of snacks from the drawer and stuffed it into the man's hand.
Before Wen Qingsheng left the study, Ning Changkong called him again: "Xiao Wen."
The young Phoenix absentmindedly played with the red pen in his hand and asked hesitantly, "I want to give you some gifts at the end of summer vacation."
"I actually want to use my feathers to make some amulets as gifts, but that would look too much like your pendant... I wonder if you would mind?"
When the three little ones go their separate ways, he won't be able to rely on the feather pendant on Wen Qingsheng to track all of them, so it would be better to add another layer of insurance.
"No," Wen Qingsheng replied naturally, "This pendant is important because it was given to me by that person. It has nothing to do with its appearance, craftsmanship, or value."
Wen Qingsheng had already walked out of the study, but Ning Changkong was still staring blankly at the door of the study.
Bai Xian was originally leaning on a chair beside them, playing with his phone while listening to their conversation. He walked to the desk and used his spiritual power to reheat the tea in the teapot. He poured a cup of tea: "Did you give it to me?"
The reason why Phoenix was so familiar with the feather amulet, and why she was able to instantly teleport to the interior of the Land of Ten Thousand Soldiers maze on the day of the final exam, is now clear.
"Hmm..." Ning Changkong drank two sips of tea absentmindedly, then lowered his head to read official documents again.
"Why don't you tell me?" Bai Xian asked softly.
Phoenix rarely responded with a well-made excuse, but instead muttered in grievance in the steam of hot tea:
"…Don't make me sound like a bad guy."