Chapter 130 Red Lotus Banner
When Ning Mingmei walked by, the group of disciples fell silent. Several people even greeted Ning Mingmei.
"Master Ning Feng!" The disciple who had spoken most enthusiastically earlier bowed respectfully to Ning Mingmei.
Ning Mingmei walked straight in without even looking at him.
Ignoring others and enjoying their silence and flattery is a privilege reserved for the strong. Just like these disciples, when facing Zhang Zhizhen and the former Ning Mingmei, they talked a lot, but when facing the current Ning Mingmei, they could only express their respect with silence.
There were a few disciples standing sparsely in Qizhen Peak. Going deeper, there was Zhang Zhizhen, who was working at his desk in the study, reading files. The middle-aged woman was hunched over, looked a little old and a little fat, and the robe she wore was very simple. She was holding an ancient book, and so were several disciples around her. The master and the disciples were actually sitting together, and it was a bit difficult for them to read.
"Hey, Xiao Ning..."
Zhang Zhizhen didn't expect Ning Mingmei to come. She thought Ning Mingmei came to ask for herbs, so she quickly asked him to sit down and found him some homemade fruit tea. During this time, she said apologetically: "Hey, I didn't expect you to come. Look at my poor memory. Where did I put my things..."
Ning Mingmei said, "No need, I just came over to take a look. I didn't expect there would be so many people here today."
Zhang Zhizhen smiled bitterly when he heard this. Several disciples also felt a little uncomfortable.
This is what is going on.
Today, the Medical Cottage is the most heavily guarded place in the entire Qingji Sect. The elite disciples from the five major peaks gather here and arrange a perfect duty roster. Therefore, it was not the turn of the "unreliable" Qizhen Peak disciples to take turns. As for Zhang Zhizhen, because he had been too tired before, he was tactfully advised to go back and rest first.
In fact, it is equivalent to disguised distrust and expulsion. However, Ning Mingmei seemed not to have heard it. He naturally went out for a walk with Zhang Zhizhen, asked a few people about the progress of their investigations, and mentioned Wu Yun's ideas in passing.
Zhang Zhizhen answered sincerely, but the wrinkles on her forehead were as wrinkled as the crater of a volcano, just like her daily worry: "I don't know much about what you are talking about, and I haven't heard much about it. Let's wait and see in the next few days."
This made Ning Mingmei feel relieved.
Zhang Zhizhen’s “look again” is not Shen Liwan’s “look again”. When she said "let's take another look", she meant that she really wasn't clear at the moment, and she would really take another look - not only herself, but also with her disciples.
Ning Mingmei has no humanitarian spirit that cares about the feelings of the colonial members. But before leaving, he folded his hands and said one more thing: "Master Zhang Feng, you don't have to take these lies to heart. As long as you are the first one to discover the problem, all the things in the past will be forgotten."
Zhang Zhizhen sighed, "I don't mind. I've been doing this for so many years... It's just a pity for the disciples of Qizhen Peak. They don't have much room for development if they follow me."
Ning Mingmei said, "You were not originally a practitioner who studied medical magic. At the request of the sect, you changed your profession midway to develop another discipline, and you also do chores for the sect all day long, which is already good enough."
Zhang Zhizhen kept shaking his head: "Alas, I really... don't know how to thank you."
Ning Mingmei said, "Just think of it as a way to resolve your issue as soon as possible, so that the people of Qizhen Peak can continue to be colonized by me... and continue to come and help me organize the library."
After saying this, Ning Mingmei planned to retreat. But Zhang Zhizhen said: "How can this be called help or trouble, Xiaoning, you don't know how grateful I am to you."
"These children in Qizhen Peak are all good kids. It's a pity that I, as their master, am useless. They have been following me all the time, and that's all. The things you have are all useful. They can learn more, gain more experience and skills, and I won't feel so guilty." Zhang Zhizhen said, "All I can do is try my best to help them come to you. I guess it doesn't delay them at all."
Zhang Zhizhen actually thought so.
She didn't think that Ning Mingmei taking her disciples away was exploiting her disciples and reducing the time her disciples had to work for her. On the contrary, she felt that this was the last bit of support she, as a master, could provide to her disciples.
She is the platform and the uneven runway. She wanted her disciples to run fast by stepping on her body, only in this way could they ride on the rising air currents.
Her gratitude was genuine.
Ning Mingmei said, "You should finish your research first, Master Zhang Feng."
When he left Qizhen Peak, he looked back. Qizhen Peak was desolate and messy. A middle-aged woman lived on the peak. She had no hope for her own ascension, but she was like the mother of this group of disciples.
But when he turned around, he saw another person.
"Master Liang," Ning Mingmei asked, "Are you here to visit Master Zhang?"
Liang and Zhang are both middle-aged female leaders of the Qingji Sect, but their personalities are very different. Liang Jiansu is tall and thin and strict. Like a dean of studies, he is extremely strict and strict with himself and his students. Ning Mingmei had never seen any friendship between the two of them before.
Liang Jiansu said, "I was just passing by and taking a look. Since you've been there, I won't go there again. What is she doing?"
Ning Mingmei: "Look up the classics. Master Zhang Feng will be very happy to see you."
"Really? I thought she was knitting a sweater there." Liang Jiansu said.
Her tone was neither kind nor disgusted, but extremely cold. Ning Mingmei then added, "Haha, it seems that Master Liang has many misunderstandings about Master Zhang."
Liang Jiansu just snorted at this.
"She and I have different paths." She said, "Zhang Zhizhen stays in his own peak, wasting his time all day. As for me, since I entered the world of immortal cultivation and the Qingji Sect, I have never thought of retreating. If I wanted to be idle, I would not be called Liang Jiansu."
But despite this, she still came to see Zhang Zhizhen.
How do we know whether these two female peak masters had a short-lived friendship when they were young due to their different values?
Ning Mingmei had only heard a little about the rumors about Liang Jiansu - because she was very secretive about it. This point he had heard was also the most famous one: Liang Jiansu's initial money for entering the immortal world was a golden hairpin. The gold hairpin was her betrothal gift. Several red boxes were carried in and a red sedan chair was carried out. The young girl Liang Jiansu was supposed to become the wife of a strange man in this in and out transaction.
But she exchanged the gold hairpin from the betrothal gift for travel expenses, and it is said that she even changed her name and entered the world of immortal cultivation from then on.
Ning Mingmei then said: "Master Liang Feng is a hero."
"Compared to this, Master Ning's disciples will have three competitions tomorrow. The outer battle is Lao Wu's, and there are two inner battles, one is Lin Heting's, and the other is Wen Siheng's. And coincidentally, both are against Fang Wuyu's disciples." Liang Jiansu said politely, "I wish Master Ning success."
She is worthy of being the only female champion among the peak masters of Qingji Sect. She even remembers the competitions of other peak masters’ disciples clearly.
Ning Mingmei nodded and said, "Thank you."
Before leaving Qizhen Peak, the system heard Ning Mingmei actually sigh softly.
This sigh was extremely restrained. So the system couldn't help but ask him: "What are you worried about, host?"
Ning Mingmei: "I'm worried about the competition with Fang Wuyu."
...It must be bullshit. This is definitely not what Ning Mingmei is worried about.
But if this is not the case, why is Ning Mingmei sighing?
The system is puzzled. It looked behind Ning Mingmei and saw only Qizhen Peak.
Early the next morning, Ning Mingmei flew on his sword and crossed the clouds and mountains of Qingji Sect.
The mountains of Qingji Sect are no longer as crowded as they used to be. The unrest caused the sect to set up a blockade. Almost all the crazy disciples were sent to the medical room. On the road, security disciples dressed in the attire of Qingji Sect disciples, patrolling in groups of three, could be seen everywhere.
The scenery is grim.
But the competition still has to be held - this is not only an order from the top of Qingji Sect, but also the expectation of all sects and schools.
"The more turbulent the situation is, the more we need to show our calm," they said.
The competition was suspended for one day yesterday, so the competition originally scheduled for yesterday was compressed to today.
Lao Wu's competition is an open battle with the disciples of Yanyun Tower, and it is in the afternoon, so there is nothing much to say. The main thing to pay attention to is the two civil wars between Lin Heting and Wen Siheng.
A civil war with the disciples of Baiyun Peak.
The bet with Fang Wuyu has been going on for quite a long time, and now it’s finally time for our first face-to-face confrontation. Moreover, these two civil wars took place in the same time period.
The disciple who is about to fight with Wen Siheng is Duan Ying. Duan Ying comes from a noble family and her ability is slightly weaker than Wen Siheng's. Ning Mingmei is not worried about this competition.
What we need to worry about is the match involving Lin Heting.
Lin Heting's opponent is Yang Zhiyu. The Yang family held important positions in the human world's court, so as soon as Yang Zhiyu entered Qingji Sect, he joined Fang Wuyu's army. This person was good at business, eloquent, and a fellow villager of Fang Wuyu, so he quickly became one of Fang Wuyu's favorite disciples.
This time, the red lotus banner was also given to Yang Zhiyu by Fang Wuyu himself.
A top-grade magic weapon like the Red Lotus Banner should not have appeared in the Golden Core Competition. Only cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage and above can barely control such a magic weapon. In the hands of a Golden Core stage disciple, its power is not even one-tenth of what it could be, but it is still very powerful. Moreover, the disciples of Baiyun Peak have always been domineering. In this Foundation Establishment Competition, many disciples were injured by the disciples of Baiyun Peak and left the competition venue with serious injuries.
As CNKI was about to be established, Lin Heting and Wen Siheng were respectively in charge of Ning Mingmei's two most important tasks: Lin Heting studied printing technology for the production of academic journals; Wen Siheng organized the library index, which would be used as a basis for classification. Ning Mingmei would never give them sick leave.
Therefore, in order to resist the Red Lotus Banner, Ning Mingmei specially lent the heavenly clothes given by Qi Miancheng to Lin Heting in order to protect his precious academic assets.
But he was still not reassured. So I came to Lin Heting's place to take a look.
Under the influence of the disciples' madness, the number of spectators in the venue decreased significantly, and everyone entering the venue had to be inspected. But from his disciples, Ning Mingmei learned that the number of spectators for this match was unprecedentedly large.
Because the person who came on stage was Lin Heting, the recognized handsome man in Piaomiao Peak.
In theory, Ning Mingmei's plan to protect academic assets is very thorough. But for some reason, he always had a bad feeling.
Ning Mingmei has always known how to comfort himself. For example, when he feels ominous, he brings the ominous feeling to others. He called Lin Heting and looked at his dress.
Lin Heting felt a chill down his spine when he looked at him. Ning Mingmei looked left and right and said, "Put the heavenly clothes inside."
Just right for shoulder pads.
Lin Heting is adjusting his shoulder pads. There was a cheer outside.
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