Chapter 163 Night Banquet
Ning Mingmei finally looked at him: "Practice hard? That's not bad."
Lian Chengyue was being modest and never expected Ning Mingmei to actually look up at him. He panicked and subconsciously looked away.
Wait, how can I look away?
This was the first time Ning Mingmei looked at him after eight years. What I should do now is to look back. Is it rude to just look into the eyes? Is it rude to look at lips? Is it disrespectful to look at the neck? …
Ning Mingmei suddenly changed the subject: "But practicing hard is the job of a cultivator. There is nothing to brag about. How is your current cultivation?"
Things are different now. Lian Chengyue smiled slightly, and actually felt a sense of pride and joy: "Eighth level of Qi training."
In fact, Lian Chengyue hid his strength. At this moment, he has already achieved perfection in Qi training. Lian Chengyue hides his strength just to avoid arousing excessive vigilance from others. Besides...
That’s the eighth level of Qi training! In the entire Lian family of five thousand years, there has never been a young genius who has reached the eighth level of Qi training after only eight years of practice!
Immortal Ning, if I were to reveal the efficiency of my cultivation, how would you respond?
In addition to joy, Lian Chengyue also felt a secret pleasure of revenge in his heart. Eight years ago, Immortal Ning abandoned him, leaving behind the useless Ren Miao.
Eight years later, Xianchang Ning discovered that even without Xianchang Ning's guidance, he was still a genius boy!
In this case, if Ning Mingmei was willing to propose the idea of taking him as a disciple... then he would kneel down immediately.
Ringwraith: ...
"That's called being able to bend and stretch." Lian Chengyue retorted.
"Are you proud?"
Lian Chengyue was stunned.
Over the years, he has become very good at disguising his emotions. Ning Mingmei should only be able to see his humble and polite appearance, but not his arrogant and proud inner self.
"Your results are indeed good in the Lian family, and you can also be ranked among the top few in the Liancheng examination area. But if you put it in the context of the entire cultivation world, or the five thousand years of the cultivation world, how about that?"
"With your grades, you can enter a second-rate sect. You can also enter a first-rate sect. But have you ever thought that everyone in a first-rate sect is a genius, and everyone is a young Nascent Soul. You are so proud so early, who are you competing with? Are you competing with those who can only enter third-rate sects? Wrong, you are competing with the top students in the entire cultivation world. And they are only students in the cultivation world and the mortal world. In the demon world, in the monster world, there are also many outside students."
"Have you ever seen the sun at four o'clock in the morning in the human world? When the cultivators in the immortal world are sleeping, the cultivators in the demon world are studying in the forbidden area."
"Have you ever thought about who your real competitor is? Have you ever thought about the fact that a flower or a blade of grass only lives for one spring and autumn. When they are alive, they compete with other flowers for sunlight, but only for one spring and autumn, and then they die. But the life span of a monk is so long, thousands of years! There are endless students. Have you ever thought about what the meaning of a monk's life is? Have you ever thought about how to leave your own place in history? When Pangu was your age, he had already created the world. What about you?"
"Besides, do you know the story of Zhongyong? Do you know the story of the tortoise and the hare?"
This long paragraph immediately made Lian Chengyue's heart hang in the air. He said: "Actually, I..."
His throat choked.
How come he almost revealed the secret of his hidden cultivation level!
Lian Chengyue was reflecting on himself, but Ning Mingmei didn't give him a chance to reflect: "Besides, times are changing. In order to achieve a quick and easy approach and accurately hit the user's pain points, what society is calling for now is rounded talents with multi-dimensional core competitiveness."
What is round talent?
"Be able to study, do scientific research, practice, do internships, and participate in club activities. At the age of 22, you must have more than five years of work experience, three internships, five fruitful scientific research, a position as the director of the school student union secretariat, and dozens of national awards of various sizes." Ning Mingmei took a sip of tea, "This reminds me of a disciple I interviewed at Qingji Sect last year."
Lian Chengyue listened to Ning Mingmei's story in silence.
“As for activities, there are basically no activities.”
"As for practice, there are not many."
"Real combat experience? Just fighting against my own sister at home."
"What a young golden elixir, in the end he is just a useless nerd, a meditator in a cave."
bookworm.
Meditator.
Are you a nerd?
Yes or no? Yes or no? Yes or no?
"Lian Chengyue." Ning Mingmei suddenly said again.
Lian Chengyue: “…Yes.”
Such a scheming young man's voice was so weak at this moment.
"In fact, I had high hopes for you at the beginning. Unfortunately, it seems that now..." Ning Mingmei said, "Forget it, just go!"
He waved his hand gently, and a wave of air pushed Lian Chengyue out of the room.
The door closed in front of Lian Chengyue. There was no one around, Lian Chengyue looked at the door and actually gritted his teeth.
The Ringwraith looked at Lian Chengyue's fierce look, feeling a little gloating.
He knew this kid's temper very well. If he was ridiculed like this, he would definitely...
"I will definitely remember what happened today. Master Ning..."
See, as expected...
"In another eight years, I will definitely convince you to accept me as your disciple!"
Ringwraith:? ?
"What did you say?" The Ringwraith was incredulous.
Lian Chengyue said: "Master Ning Feng has said so much to me, I am indeed in his heart."
Ringwraith: ...
Lian Chengyue said: "He abandoned me in the Lian family, perhaps to train me and let me show more strength."
Ringwraith: "Do you believe it yourself?"
Liancheng Yue is silent.
The flowers on both sides of the corridor are in full bloom. Lian Chengyue found a secluded place and sat down. He looked at his palm and said, "I only know that if I want to climb to the top of the immortal cultivation world, the best way is to enter the Qingji Sect. If I want all glory to bow down to me, the one person I can never surpass is Master Ning."
He slowly tightened his five fingers, as if there was a corner of clothes held in his palm.
When I think of the mountains, I think of him; when I think of glory, I still think of him. The more he felt the insurmountable, superior aura from Ning Mingmei, and the more he learned about his well-known legend, the more intoxicated he became, and the more he wanted his recognition.
He wants Ning Mingmei's approval, he must have Ning Mingmei's approval. Only Ning Mingmei, who was high above him, had ever looked down upon his lowliness. The more lofty an immortal's status in the world of immortal cultivation is, and the more humble his past was, the more he wants Ning Mingmei, and the more he wants Ning Mingmei to bring him into this world.
The Ringwraiths had no idea of Lian Chengyue's complicated psychological activities. He just laughed and said, "But he doesn't seem to have much affection for you now!"
"Whether it's a good connection or a bad connection, as long as there is a connection, it's enough." Lian Chengyue suddenly sneered, "If it were anyone else, they wouldn't even be qualified to be pushed out by Master Ning Feng."
The boy suddenly smiled: "Why am I not lucky?"
The falling petals fluttered onto his shoulders. A young girl passed by at this moment. After just one glance, she froze where she was, staring blankly at the young man with red lips and white teeth.
Lian Chengyue picked up the petals and pushed them out like a card.
"Old senior," Lian Chengyue said, "you mentioned something before, and now I have some ideas."
Ringwraith: "What?"
Lian Chengyue: "I want to leave the Lian family, travel around, do experiments everywhere, and accumulate internship experience."
…
…………
I have tried to persuade him several times in the past without any results, but now he suddenly goes out and does evil things. The Ringwraith lost his voice and said, "You..."
As he spoke, he sneered again, and said in a way that was hard to describe: "Do you think your internship experience can be written in the resume submitted to Qingji Sect?"
Lian Chengyue: "It seems so."
Ringwraith: ...
Lian Chengyue held the flower petals, but was thinking about something.
When being pushed out by the air wave, Ning Mingmei's last words were also sent to Lian Chengyue's ears in the form of a breath.
That was a sentence that turned out to be.
"The technique is too crude and it looks really ugly."
That’s ten whole words.
On the other side, Lian Xiao was looking at Duan Ying and Han Yan with fiery eyes.
Duan Ying, under Ning Mingmei's order, sent Han Yan back to his courtyard. Han Yan had something on his mind, and Duan Ying saw it all along the way and casually comforted him.
Changing one's bones is a secret of the Han family. Han Yan told Ning Mingmei today a secret that he had never told anyone else. Seeing that Duan Ying was a member of the Qingji Sect and was despised by the palace, he actually felt a sense of sympathy for her after a few words.
Duan Ying simply put him down, told him to have a good rest and left.
She walked in a hurry, thinking only about Wen Siheng and Lao Wu. At this moment, the setting sun was as red as blood, and for some reason, her eyelids were twitching.
"I want to see what she is going to do!"
Lian Xiao was originally burning with jealousy, but now he was also filled with curiosity. She muttered something and quietly followed Duan Ying.
Duan Ying walked along the winding path, passed by the birthday banquet venue, and headed straight towards the Lingfeng Sect's mountain gate. When passing by the birthday banquet hall, Lian Xiao took a look inside.
All the children of the Lian family are here, and so is the cousin of the Yang family.
"Where is Yang's cousin?" she thought to herself.
…
The banquet started in the evening. As soon as Ning Mingmei entered, he was surrounded by the crowd. Even the disciples of the Lingfeng School, who were extremely resistant to the Qingji Sect, could not resist the charm of Gundam. They looked solemn on the surface, but in fact they were always secretly glancing at Ning Mingmei.
“… Pei Shiqi said that Qingji Sect has become like this now, I don’t believe it!”
"But even the monks in Baopu Temple have Feisi Books and Coke to drink..."
"Why can't we eat or drink here?"
The elders of Lingfeng Sect wanted to embarrass Ning Mingmei, but were stopped by the leader of Lingfeng Sect - he had already lost the battle, was he going to continue to embarrass himself in etiquette in front of all the other sects?
From the status of Qingji Sect to the life-saving grace of Ning Mingmei and others to the Lian family, Ning Mingmei should not be in the position of being attacked.
So Ning Mingmei sat at the head and tail of the distinguished guest seats in a dignified manner, with Ye Guimu and Kong Huan beside him. Ning Mingmei hadn't seen each other for a long time, and both of them were very excited. The Lingfeng sect was celebrating the birthday there, and the three of them were chatting there.
"Gundam, the one that Master Ning Feng was sitting on. I put a lot of effort into it!" Ye Guimu was scalded by the soup, but he still boasted, "You never expected it, did you?"
Kong Huan is more sensitive. He asked, "Why did Master Ning Feng suddenly think of leaving Qingji Sect and coming here? Is there anything we can help with?"
"This matter..." Ning Mingmei picked up the wine and glanced at the people around him.
Especially the few elders of Lingfeng Sect who were whispering to each other and looking at him.
The attention of all the top leaders of Lingfeng Sect is on Ning Mingmei. The fact that he had met Han Yan and Lian Chengyue again today had already aroused their vigilance. If not all of them knew nothing about Wen Siheng's disappearance, someone should have guessed Ning Mingmei's purpose by now, or even guessed that Ning Mingmei was aware of their conspiracy to secretly control the Xiangyang City area.
They don't know how much Ning Mingmei knows or how much evidence he has. Therefore, they will only monitor Ning Mingmei more closely.
He even took advantage of the birthday party to destroy some evidence.
This is the trouble with playing away games. Lingfeng Sect has several thousand people in total, so it is easy for it to send some people to do something. Ning Mingmei has only seven disciples under his command, two of whom are stationed in Xiangyang, three are on business trips, and the only two people he can use are Jiang Yourong and Lao Shiqi. They are responsible for the publicity of Qingji Sect and monitoring the situation, so they are really overwhelmed.
As for Ye Guimu and Kong Huan... Ning Mingmei looked at these two old acquaintances. The total number of people they brought with them was only eight.
The leader of the Lingfeng sect was still speaking. Ning Mingmei said to the two people beside him: "I'm going to go out and relieve myself."
He hadn't taken a few steps when four Lingfeng Sect disciples surrounded him, one on the left and one on the right, one in front and one behind, with smiles on their faces: "The Sect Leader was afraid that the Peak Master didn't know the way, so he specially asked us to lead the way for the Peak Master."
The four of them led a whole route, surrounding Ning Mingmei from any possible moves. On the way back and forth, Ning Mingmei could see the elders staring at him.
He returned to his seat. In response to Ye Guimu's question, Ning Mingmei only said, "This is not good!"
There were many people here, so Ning Mingmei did not tell the two of them the details of the matter. However, even if the two of them could only guess 50% or 60%, they knew the situation was urgent. Ye Guimu frowned and said, "What should I do? Should I ask the people from Qiushi Sect to sneak out?"
"I was just talking to the two of you. What do you think our relationship is in their eyes?" Ning Mingmei smiled, "Of course it's a comrade-in-arms relationship that will be strangled in the cradle together."
"What should we do then?" Ye Guimu's brows were furrowed so much that they looked like knots.
“No hurry.”
Compared to these two people, the one who was the most calm and composed was Ning Mingmei. He poured himself a glass of wine and said, "Good wine and good food, why not enjoy it together now."
Kong Huan was worried because he secretly asked the little monk who had slipped away to tell him that he had also been stopped by the disciples of the Lingfeng Sect. Ning Mingmei then poured him a glass of wine: "Take your time."
"Take your time? You are really well-mannered." Ye Guimu said.
Ning Mingmei took a sip of wine, his long eyelashes moving.
"I always feel that everything is under control," he said calmly.
Birthday gifts to congratulate the leader of Lingfeng Sect on his birthday were brought up one by one. There was some movement at the Lian family's side.
"Why are you here just now?" Aunt Yang complained when she saw Yang's cousin coming late, "Hurry up and sit down. Don't embarrass Elder Yang."
Yang's cousin lowered her head and said yes, but it was so crowded here that she staggered.
When she sat down, a pair of young men's hands supported her.
"Cousin, sit down." Lian Chengyue said gently.
The girl smiled at him and sat at the table on the other side. The Ringwraith then said sarcastically: "Hey, boy, why, after you helped a beautiful girl, you started frowning and showing your lustful feelings?"
"...That's impossible." Lian Chengyue said.
He originally frowned slightly, but his gaze passed through the crowd and finally fell on Ning Mingmei on the other side.
Ning Mingmei was pouring wine for someone, and the white wrists exposed from his sleeves were as white as snow.
"...Maybe it's not worth worrying about. This may be a good opportunity to accumulate practical experience." Lian Chengyue murmured to himself.
The Ringwraith was a little confused: "What are you talking about?"
"It seems that your perception has been weakened a lot because of the ring. You can't know everything." Lian Chengyue said, "Besides, I have a special physique, which is why I am more sensitive than you."
Ringwraith: ...
Sooner or later, Lian Chengyue's strange mouth will be sewn shut.
"The Canghai Sect presents the leader with a red coral!"
"Ninghua Sect presents the Sect Leader with a precious sword!"
Birthday gifts are called out along with the name of the giver. Until something covered with cloth was carried up.
The disciple who was in charge of shouting fell silent at this moment.
"What is this thing?"
"Why aren't you talking?"
The disciple who was shouting looked at the booklet in his hand in embarrassment: "This... there is no such thing on the gift list."
What should have been carried up now was the gift from Baopu Temple. But the gift from Baopu Temple was several volumes of Buddhist scriptures, which should not look like this at all.
"I'm afraid it was omitted from the gift list. This item looks like an embroidered screen."
"Why are you still wearing the cloth and acting so mysterious?" Someone shouted, "Master Ling, why don't you take off the cloth and let us see the real world!"
"Anything that can be presented to Sect Leader Ling as a birthday gift must be a good thing!"
"Since you all want to see, Ajing, go and lift the cloth." Sect Leader Ling stroked his white beard and laughed.
Disciple obeys the order. As the veil was lifted, everyone was stunned by the strange sight before them.
This is indeed an embroidered screen of exquisite craftsmanship.
Although the embroidered screen is small, the brocade used to embroider it is strange - although the brocade is used as the embroidery surface and covered on the frame, it is transparent. Through the brocade, everyone can clearly see the scene in front of and behind the embroidered screen.
But what is worth mentioning is the images embroidered on the screen.
The colors are distinct and the characters are lifelike. Someone looked at it for a while and suddenly realized, "Is this a painting of a night banquet?"
"It turns out to be a painting of a night banquet. It was really thoughtful of Sect Leader Ling to give a painting of a night banquet as a present at his birthday party!"
Everyone spoke up and praised the gift giver for his thoughtfulness and the exquisite workmanship of the embroidery. Ye Guimu listened curiously and also poked his head to look outside.
Kong Huan was also curious. Ye Guimu saw him staring at that place for a long time, as if he was stupid and didn't move for a long time.
"What's wrong? Are you stunned?" Ye Guimu poked him, but was shocked to see a pale face.
? !
Kong Huan didn't speak to him, but just looked at Ning Mingmei anxiously. He said: "Master Ning Feng, look at the person on the embroidered face, is it, is it..."
"What is this?" Ye Guimu was confused.
In the chaos, only Ning Mingmei put down his teacup. He said, "Yes."
"The people in the banquet scene on the embroidered screen are exactly us sitting in the banquet hall right now."
Suddenly a cool breeze blew into the banquet hall. At this moment, Ning Mingmei seemed to hear a shrill laugh.
What followed was a shrill scream.
Someone was lifted into the air from his position, as if being pulled by something. A flash of silver light pierced through his body in an instant.
"whee."
This time everyone heard the shrill laughter.
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