Chapter 269: Disciple Wants to Report Immortal Ning
"Xianzun, are you adding two new characters to increase the love triangle so that you can make a sequel?"
Ning Mingmei pushed his glasses and said, "Don't ask your boss why, ask yourself what you can do."
Populus euphratica: …
A cheerful and lively girl and a cool and slender girl... Thinking about it this way, Hua Puff and Ye Xuefei who often come to Piaomiao Peak these days are quite suitable. Even the two of them, one with the surname Ye and the other with the surname Hua, one with the surname Puff and the other with the surname Xue Fei, how could they not look like a match made in heaven?
Besides, flower puffs are cheap, so if you give them some food allowance, they will probably be willing to come to rehearsal. Ye Xuefei is in a relatively difficult situation, and I don't know if she is willing to come and join in the fun for Ning Mingmei's sake.
Ning Mingmei suddenly said as he was leaving: "By the way, don't write about love lines randomly. This is for your safety."
Although he didn't know what the relationship was to his personal safety, Hu Yang still accepted the suggestion. But before Ning Mingmei left, he said one more thing: "Speaking of which, I have another small task for you."
"How small?" Hu Yang was a little nervous.
But the task Ning Mingmei gave this time was really small and a little confusing: "Make a wind chime."
"What kind of wind chime?" Hu Yang felt that there was something fishy going on. Ning Mingmei had never given such a simple task before.
Ning Mingmei: "Well... I'll find you a person's transcript. You can make the courses he took into crystals and string them on the wind chime one by one."
This sounds like a really simple task. Huyang couldn't believe his ears. He confirmed cautiously: "Nothing else?"
Ning Mingmei: “No.”
Hu Yang: "What core technology, what puzzles, what investor taboos and requirements?"
The fact that he could say such words shows that Hu Yang has been deeply poisoned by Ning Mingmei over the years. Ning Mingmei said: "None of them. As for that person... Humph, he is just a guy with no money and no power."
Hu Yang: “Oh…”
How could Ning Mingmei suddenly think of making a string of wind chimes for a guy who had no money, no power, and no value for cooperation?
"But this wind chime is not a simple thing for him... Forget it, just do whatever you want. My business is the most important."
Hu Yang wanted to ask something, but Ning Mingmei just waved his hand, turned around and walked into the mountain road of Piaomiao Peak. His dark sleeves fluttered on the white road, as if he was walking on a lonely road that was always incompatible with him.
On the other side, Ye Xuefei and others were still guarding the mountain gate. Suddenly, Wu Min said, "It's time for me to leave."
The implication in his words was obvious: the Supreme Elder's men were finally coming.
Everyone at Piaomiao Peak was on full alert. Ye Xuefei, who was standing closest to Wu Min, said, "Thank you, Master Wu Feng."
"No need to thank me, it's just an exchange of interests." Wu Min said.
Ye Xuefei watched his desolate back disappear into the mountains. Old Eighteen patted her shoulder and said, "What's wrong? It's rare to see you take the initiative to thank Master Wu Feng."
"I think he hates me a little bit. Or maybe not." Ye Xuefei said.
Lao Shiba was very surprised: "He hates you?"
"I don't understand." Ye Xuefei shook her head and said, "But I just saw him looking at us with some envy in his eyes."
"Envy? That's unlikely." Old Eighteen said, "Master Wu Feng is very cunning. Even if he is really envious, he won't let you see it."
Many years later, Ye Xuefei recalled this day. She thought, perhaps it was because of her usual straightforwardness that she was able to use her eyes to penetrate all barriers and reach Wu Min's core when no one else could discover Wu Min's true feelings.
But that was many years later.
Now, everyone saw clouds coming towards Piaomiao Peak. The Qingji Sect has limited sword orders, but everyone is holding their own magic weapons at this moment.
They came here voluntarily. The people from Piaomiao Peak, the people from Yunu Peak, the people from Yuting Peak... young people always have simple minds. They may know that there is no point in them standing here, or they may have no idea at all. But they still gathered here, because they were young, but they could also become Ning Mingmei's support.
This backing seems vulnerable, but it is actually not fragile. Because they are not just a group of children who have not yet reached the golden elixir and are still wet behind the ears.
They are the most powerful and greatest in the world - the future of the world of immortal cultivation.
So, after the Grand Elder's messenger spoke in an arrogant tone, the leader, Old Twenty Ren Miao, said slowly: "Let me remind you that your Grand Elder is at the same level as Peak Master Ning in terms of title, and does not have the power of supervision. If you want my master to attend the hearing, please submit an application to the head of the sect first."
Although Ren Miao actually entered the sect earlier than the nineteenth-year disciple Yang Xiao, due to age and cultivation restrictions, she was officially admitted into the list of disciples of Piaomiao Peak at number twentieth. Now, cool guy Old Nineteen Yang Xiao also held his waist, his eyes stern, ready to take action.
Liang Pingzhou, the twenty-first disciple, and Jiang Jianyue, the twenty-second genius, who took over Wen Siheng's duties, also stood faithfully in front of the disciples. Beside them were disciples from Yuting Peak and Junior Thirty-Five Jiang Yourong, as well as several disciples from Guyue Peak, Tiantai Peak, and Baiyun Peak. Their intentions are also very clear.
It has long been no secret that the people of Piaomiao Peak and the Five Peaks are closely connected. The messenger was not afraid of these disciples. He frowned and was about to speak when Ye Ling's voice from Jixian Peak came from the other side: "I came to Piaomiao Peak to deliver something. Why are you all so angry? Messenger, let's not get angry. Harmony brings wealth."
Zhang Zhizhen's disciples also rushed over. The leading disciple nodded to the messenger and said, "We heard that a disciple from Piao Miao Peak was injured after traveling, so we came here to treat him."
There were also disciples from Qingxue Peak who were actually taking pictures of them with camera stones. At that moment, the messenger was almost terrified.
Not only the disciples from the Five Peaks, but also the disciples from other peaks gathered at Piaomiao Peak. At a time when the peak masters were unable to express their positions directly and had ambiguous attitudes, these naive and foolish disciples spontaneously came to Piaomiao Peak, and their words and actions were all in support of Ning Mingmei.
They were very weak, and the disciple with the highest level of cultivation among them was only at the Jindan stage. The envoy knew that the blessed land could be regarded as the innermost sect of the Qingji Sect, and the disciples there were at least at the Jindan stage, so there was no need to be afraid of these ordinary disciples who were like ants.
But why... was he feeling scared at this moment?
As the leader, Ren Miao stared at them calmly. The girl who used to be afraid of the statue and pray for God's forgiveness, can now look the monks whose cultivation is far higher than hers in the eye, without avoiding or avoiding, and without the slightest fear.
"This is Piaomiao Peak. Are you sure you want to take another step forward?" she said.
The messenger suddenly felt like backing out. But suddenly he heard the voice of Wukong Zhenren: "Don't retreat!"
"The entire paradise's position depends on you, and you actually want to retreat?"
"It doesn't matter, they are just a group of disciples in the foundation-building stage. If there are any consequences, Dongtian Fudi will bear them alone!"
Encouraged, the messenger led the crowd one step forward. For a moment, the situation on Piaomiao Peak was tense.
But at this moment, Jiang Yourong called out, "Master!"
“Master!”
"Ning Xianzun!"
Immortal Ning walked over leisurely. There were no followers around him, nor any misty clouds. He was still wearing his usual black suit and his exquisite and appropriate gold-rimmed glasses - just as he did on every ordinary day in the past.
"Why is the atmosphere so tense?" Ning Mingmei asked, "You all came to Piao Miao Peak as guests, but you didn't bring any gifts. My disciples are used to seeing people who are very polite, and coupled with your usual style... no wonder there is such a misunderstanding."
The messenger's face turned red and white. In just a flash, he retreated.
Ning Mingmei is different from these disciples. No matter how much Dongtian Fudi wants to bring Ning Mingmei down, he is now one of the twelve peak masters of Qingji Sect and an elder of Qingji Sect, besides which he has many other halos. They could despise those disciples, but they could not do anything disrespectful to Ning Mingmei, who had an apparent status.
Ren Miao obviously also saw this. She bit her lip.
"Although this is not in accordance with the procedures, since Master has invited me, as a disciple, I will change my schedule and go have a chat with Master!" Ning Mingmei defined this Hongmen Banquet as an informal "chat" in a few words. "Pingzhou, Jianyue, Shiba and Xuefei, pack up and follow me."
"Sixteen, Seventeen, Yang Xiao and Ren Miao, you stay and look after the house." Ning Mingmei said again.
Ren Miao whispered, "Master, I will take good care of the family for you."
Ning Mingmei looked in the direction of the reporters from Qingxue Peak again, making sure they took the most convincing picture of his profile. He then turned to the messengers and said, "Please come in."
The supreme elders could never have imagined that the moment Ning Mingmei left Piaomiao Peak, the news that he was taken away from Piaomiao Peak spread to all major sects in the world of immortal cultivation - both allies and opponents of Qingji Sect.
Lu Mengqing, who was originally listening to the disciple's report and was worried about Song Mingke's whereabouts, also stood up and said, "Could it be that there is really an internal strife in the Qingji Sect? In this situation?"
——And this is the support that Ning Mingmei has set up for himself, the backup plan that Ning Mingmei has prepared for himself.
The huge palace of Tiantai Peak is now occupied by a group of supreme elders. As soon as Ning Mingmei entered the palace, he spoke first: "I see that everyone is here today! Not only is Wukong Zhenren here, but even my master, Wuwei Zhenren, is here too."
He looked around again and asked, "How did the disciples of Tiantai Peak entertain you? Why didn't they even serve tea or snacks?"
When Zhiwei Zhimiao heard this, they knew that Ning Mingmei was trying to intimidate them - the Tiantai Peak Palace was supposed to be the territory of the leader of the Qingji Sect. They subconsciously looked at Master Wukong, waiting for him to speak.
A cool and steady voice rang out in the palace: "Mingmei, you are back from the demon world."
"Thank you for your concern, Master." Ning Mingmei bowed. "Senior Sister Bai is in critical condition. Master taught us that fellow disciples should be friendly and act according to expediency. Therefore, I was in a hurry to go to the demon world to find a way to relieve Senior Sister's condition, and I did not report to Master before leaving."
"This is not a big deal." The voice said lightly, "It's just that I heard that you have done some big things in the demon world recently."
"What's the big deal?" Ning Mingmei pretended to be dumb.
Taoist Wuwei looked at Zhiwei. Zhiwei took a step forward with a steady posture.
“Elder Ning, you have joined forces with the demon world in the demon world and done something really big!”
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