This explains why the old man was willing to teach Ning Qing such exquisite swordsmanship.
Thinking this way, the doubts in my heart were temporarily suppressed.
A desire to fight him arose in his heart.
People who practice martial arts and those who love playing chess share a common trait: when they see someone with superb martial arts skills or techniques, they can't help but feel an itch to go down and exchange skills with them.
A competitive spirit is only part of it. More importantly, after achieving a certain level of expertise in a certain field, most people will feel a sense of loneliness because they have few rivals.
Ning Qing sheathed her longsword, turned her head and saw Meng Zhengxi, her eyes filled with eagerness.
Ningqing...
If my wife's eagerness were directed towards a certain area, I would be very happy to talk to her all night long.
However... as for other aspects, Ning Qing was somewhat uninterested.
After all, who wouldn't love doing fun things together?
Before Meng Zhengxi could even make a request for a duel, Ning Qing spoke first.
"How was it? My swordsmanship was pretty good, wasn't it?"
Meng Zhengxi nodded very seriously and sincerely.
"Very good. I never expected your swordsmanship to be so exquisite."
"You have found a good master. He was able to teach you such profound swordsmanship, which shows that he treats you very well."
Ning Qing didn't want to talk too much about that fictitious master.
He nodded perfunctorily.
"Yes, he is indeed very good to me."
"Now you should go take a shower, right? Look how sweaty you are..."
When Ning Qing brought it up again, Meng Zhengxi couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that his body odor was a bit too strong? That's why he kept bringing it up.
Thinking this, he couldn't help but lower his head, raise his arm, and take a deep breath.
It doesn't seem to have a strong body odor!
Ning Qing stood not far away, watching his series of actions, her lips twitching slightly.
This person... seems a bit goofy and cute?
Meng Zhengxi thought to himself: Perhaps Ning Qing doesn't like the way he looks now, covered in sweat?
So, he suppressed his desire to have a friendly competition.
"I'm going to take a shower first."
Ning Qing waved to him, "Go quickly, take a good shower and change into some dry clothes."
After Meng Zhengxi left, Ning Qing did not continue practicing her swordsmanship, but instead headed towards the stables.
Before long, Ning Qing used facial recognition to lead a tall, magnificent horse out of the soldier's hands.
With a light leap, he was already on the horse's back. With a flick of his whip, the horse immediately galloped off.
Ning Qing rode her horse into a mountain forest.
He tied the horse's reins to a large tree, then took out a dagger from his spatial storage, hunted a wild rabbit, and began gutting, skinning, and gathering firewood to roast it.
Before long, the aroma of roasted meat wafted through the air.
After Ning Qing had resolved her hunger and satiety, she got up and headed deeper into the mountains and forests.
Following the faint sound of flowing water, we found a small mountain spring with crystal-clear water.
He squatted down, cupped a handful of water in his hands, brought it to his lips, and took a satisfying big gulp.
It's refreshing and sweet, very delicious! And incredibly thirst-quenching!
After taking several large gulps, Ning Qing scooped up a handful of spring water and slapped it on her face.
One word: awesome!
Ning Qing sat cross-legged on a large rock by the mountain spring, took out an internal energy cultivation manual from her spatial storage, and began to cultivate with her eyes closed.
If you want to become stronger, power is the first choice!
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