Chapter 115: Lurking Ning Mingmei
As soon as Fang Wu Yu arrived at Piao Miao Peak, he was given a cold reception.
"Master Fang, Master Ning has something to do. Please wait here for a moment."
The disciple was obviously afraid of Fang Wuyu's authority - but she seemed to be more afraid of Ning Mingmei.
Therefore, despite Fang Wu Yu's sharp gaze, she still gritted her teeth and took Fang Wu Yu to the tea room for guests.
——I haven’t seen Piaomiao Peak for a few days, and it turns out that there is a tea room for entertaining guests on Piaomiao Peak!
It looks quite decent.
Fang Wuyu asked the disciples who had just entered the room, "What on earth is your peak master busy with?"
The disciple who entered the room said: "Gather a meeting."
“…”
The disciple ran away like the wind. Leaving behind Fang Wuyu and Bailixi.
Bailixi reported to Fang Wuyu about the injured disciple: "Senior Brother Ye was poisoned in a very strange way. The elders of Qizhen Peak looked at it, but they couldn't figure out what it was."
Fang Wuyu said: "Yanyun Tower Medical Island is good at this. Let them come and take a look."
Fang Wu Yu gave the order for this matter. He and Bailixi asked in detail about the people in the casino.
After listening to Bailixi's description, Fang Wuyu frowned and said, "These people sound weird."
Bailixi said, "Yes. Especially the moves they used, it's hard to tell which school or sect they came from. But I vaguely saw that when that person raised his hand to hit Senior Brother Ye, there was a glowing green light in his palm."
Green light...
Fang Wu Yu originally thought that this was just an ordinary gambling injury incident. But now it sounded like that group of people deliberately provoked the disciples without saying a few words and started fighting. Rather than a business conflict, this seemed more like a deliberate act.
He then said, "I will track down this group of people. Since you are now in the territory of Qingji Sect, you can rest assured."
Bailixi lowered her head and hid the sneer at the corner of her lips: "Yes."
A hypocritical person who looks like a human being but is actually a despicable person.
The disgusting smell of a large sect.
And where he is now.
Piaomiao Peak.
The warm fragrance inside the room formed a sharp contrast with the cold wind outside. The newly built tea house can show the owner's good taste.
'Is this the wealth that Ning Mingmei is willing to sacrifice his soul to pursue? '
The desire to destroy the opponent surged up, and Baimian calmed himself down.
He sneaked into Qingji Sect this time not for Ning Mingmei.
But...
'There is a soul-binding lamp in the forbidden area of Qingji Sect. 'The woman in the bamboo hat said, 'All you have to do is steal it. '
Baimian frowned: "The Qingji Sect's guards are so strict, are you planning to let me die? '
'The Qingyan Competition is a great opportunity to create chaos. Don't worry, we will take care of the cover. 'The woman said, 'You just need to take action when you get the souvenir and steal the soul-binding lamp. '
Baimian said: "How come there is a soul-binding lamp in the forbidden area of Qingji Sect? '
The Soul-Binding Lamp is an ancient divine object, and there are only two in the entire world. One of them is kept in Baopu Temple, and the whereabouts of the other is unknown.
I didn't expect it to be in the forbidden area of Qingji Sect.
According to rumors, the Soul-Binding Lamp can collect three souls and seven spirits. Place it next to the body of a deceased person whose soul has been scattered, or a familiar object (such as a natal sword). Over time, the soul will re-condense in the soul-binding lamp and be resurrected.
The woman in the bamboo hat did not answer. Baimian asked again: "Whose soul is condensed in the Qingji Sect's Soul Binding Lantern? You can't let me die without knowing anything. '
'This is confidential, I can't tell anyone. 'The woman avoided answering, 'But your sister is in pain, isn't she? She was completely destroyed by the people from the big sect. Every day and every night, she lived in excruciating pain. '
"……"
'As you can see, we have a special spell that can absorb the pain of your sister. 'The woman said, 'Whether your sister can regain her health depends on your thoughts. You have been doing things for us for so many years, you should understand that we always keep our promises. '
'You bring the Soul Binding Lamp back, and we will solve your sister's suffering. That's the deal. how? '
Baimian pursed his lips and looked at her.
He knew that there was no chance of survival. But he couldn't refuse her.
'It is thanks to you that I was able to leave Changle Gate. You are the ones who taught me all these skills. Without you, I would always be a lowly furnace. Originally, I should have given you a life. Baimian gritted his teeth, but he could hear his voice trembling.
That's ridiculous, why is his voice trembling? He is already a cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage.
Bai Mian, who is in the foundation-building stage, will tremble in fear at the unfairness between Furnace Ding and ordinary cultivators in Changle Gate. He hated his own physique and hated the elders' verdict that "he was a descendant of the Liaoyuan people and was born guilty."
But which teenager would admit that he was born guilty? In their eyes, the world and they are new.
Young people deserve to grow up, deserve to be free, and deserve to be treated fairly.
As a result of his resistance, he was thrown into a water dungeon by the elders and lay dying.
Therefore, when the woman in the bamboo hat appeared accompanied by green butterflies, Baimian agreed to her request without hesitation.
'I am your puppet and you let me live. 'He said then.
Faced with the boy's sincere promise, the woman smiled. She said: 'Puppet is not a good word. Sooner or later, you will regret what you said right now. '
Does Baimian regret it now? He thought he had no regrets. He was just trembling a little.
Because he realized that no matter whether in the Foundation Establishment Stage or the Spirit Transformation Stage, he could not control his own destiny.
It turns out that what he hates and fears is not unfairness.
But before leaving this time, Baimian asked a question he had never asked before.
'Who are you anyway? Are you guys...'
The warm and bright one.
Possessing a technique that can be practiced even in a furnace.
A prairie fire?
Bai Mian never worked for a woman and her organization just for the sake of saving her life. To others, the demonic hordes were but to him, they were a spark of light in the nightmare of a dark and bullied boy.
Just a little similarity... just a little possibility, was enough to make him rush into it like a moth to a flame that he could rely on.
The woman didn't answer. She looked at Baimian with a smile, as if he was telling a joke.
Walk out in all directions. Someone behind him reported to the woman: "Master, the identity of the man in Wangsheng Mountain has been confirmed... It is... the Ke Deng, who was taken away."
Baimian left the cave where they met. It was drizzling outside the cave. He vaguely remembered that it was drizzling on the day he escaped from Changle Gate.
'Even if it's just one deal it's a good deal. ' he thought.
When Baimian replaced Bailixi's identity and followed the people from Minghua Valley to Qingji Sect, he had many concerns in his heart.
The Qingji Sect has always been high and mighty, and takes pride in its "purity". It's not easy to create chaos.
But now it seems that the Qingyan competition is indeed very chaotic. Whether it is the sale of Coke and Sprite, the popularity of Feisi Book, the excessive setting off of fireworks, or the massive sale of developing stones.
There is no trace of the "pure", "abstinent" and "superior" appearance of the past.
Although Baimian is an outer sect disciple and does not know the internal information, he does not know who is behind all this. But Bai became more and more confident that he could complete the task.
Moreover, he was very suspicious that the person who fueled the chaos was an undercover agent from his organization lurking in the Qingji Sect!
Otherwise, why would someone bring a pillow to him just when he was dozing off?
Fang Wuyu waited for a long time but Ning Mingmei did not come, so he called his disciples to come into the room. The disciple said tremblingly: "Peak Master Fang, the Peak Master's group meeting hasn't finished yet."
"I don't usually see you guys holding group meetings. Why are you holding a group meeting when I'm here?" Fang Wuyu asked, "Are you deliberately neglecting me?"
The disciple was about to cry: "Master Fang, we have a group meeting every Monday at Piaomiao Peak..."
"That's okay. Master Ning Feng is a magnanimous person, so he naturally wouldn't mind us going over to observe, right?" The disciple beside Fang Wu Yu said in a sarcastic tone.
The disciples who entered the room could not stop them. On the way, Bailixi asked casually, "Master Fang, what is a group meeting?"
Fang Wuyu said in annoyance: "A little trick of Piao Miao Peak."
Hundred faces:?
Ning Mingmei held the group meeting in the main hall of Piaomiao Peak. Before they entered, they heard a voice coming from inside.
"...I know that you have a lot of extracurricular practice tasks in the past few weeks. Yes, practical research is important, but learning theory is equally important. Diligence leads to success, while laziness leads to failure. I don't mean to embarrass you, but do you know what is the most important thing in the process of practice?"
“The answer is habit!”
"It takes thirty days to develop a good habit. It only takes one day to forget a good habit. If you neglect your daily study because of extracurricular practice, it will be more difficult and painful to pick up this habit in the future. Therefore, I am doing this for your long-term plan!"
"By the way, why do we need to practice? Lin Heting, tell me."
"Okay, Master. The reason we do extracurricular practice is that it is needed in contemporary society. We no longer need talents with a single specialty. In this increasingly diversified, six-dimensional, and extensive market, talents with multiple talents are particularly important. Extracurricular practice can exercise our leadership ability and cultivate our team spirit. At the same time, it can also bring us physical and mental pleasure outside of our heavy academic life."
"Lin Heting, the first half of your words are quite good. But do you think your schoolwork is too heavy?"
"Master, I'm not, I didn't..."
"What's the reason for the heavy workload? Do you feel that you are not capable enough, or do you lack confidence in yourself? When I was your age..."
Everyone: ...
Fang Wuyu's disciples had long heard of the reputation of the Piaomiao Peak group, but this was the first time they had attended it in person.
I feel a little nervous.
Although I can’t play Feisi Book in Baiyun Peak. But it is still worth it if we can avoid holding group meetings!
At the group meeting, Ning Mingmei summarized the recent performance of the eighteen disciples in competition practice (competitions) and daily study and work, and delivered a high-level speech. Finally, he asked, "Is the Coke good?"
The disciples nodded.
Ning Mingmei asked: "Is Feisi Book fun?"
The disciples nodded.
Ning Mingmei: "I created all of this for your sake. To give you some breathing space outside of your studies and life. Of course, the focus is still on your studies, not to disturb your mind. In this case, you should be grateful... Dismissed."
The group meeting is over. A group of disciples who seemed to be very fashionable outside left dejectedly like eggplants hit by frost.
When one of them passed by Baimian, he noticed the look in this person's eyes...
Why is it so weird?
And Wen Siheng hasn't left yet.
He has something to say to Ning Mingmei.
The author has something to say:
Baimian: So you are the undercover? I have to cooperate with the undercover operation.
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