Yan Ying studied extra hard today and was praised by Leng Sen for her hard work and progress. He also told her to go to Jian Feng to ask him if she had any questions.
Yan Ying agreed sensibly, and said sweetly that the moves taught by Leng Sen were difficult and required some effort to learn. Leng Sen was very pleased to hear this.
The injury on her leg has healed. Although it seems a little strange that it healed so quickly, she is in a world with magic and monsters after all. Thinking about it this way, she no longer finds it strange and just thinks it is a golden finger given to her by the system.
System: Dream on.
After morning training, Yan Ying returned to her residence. Before she had time to sit down, there was a knock on the door.
Her butt, which was about to hit the stool, was suddenly suspended in the air.
"Junior sister! Master has returned to the sect and is calling you over." Wu Lin shouted at the door of Yan Ying's room.
"Okay, I understand."
Yan Ying was sweating after the morning practice. According to the principle that she could not meet her master for the first time in her training clothes, she had to stand up quickly and open the wardrobe to find a clean set of clothes.
"Second Brother, you go first, I'll change my clothes and come over!"
Yan Ying heard Wu Lin respond and leave, so she quickly changed her clothes.
Ning Hai took his third senior brother He Qing down the mountain to look for magical weapons half a month ago, so Yan Ying hasn't seen Ning Hai in the past few days. Today is the first time they meet.
Because Ning Hai has few disciples, they do not have uniform clothing. Yan Ying has a flamboyant personality, and most of the clothes in her wardrobe are bright red and purple.
Yan Ying still likes these brightly colored clothes very much. Besides, with her current face, she doesn’t have to be picky about what clothes to wear.
Yan Ying walked to the sect leader's residence wearing a red silk dress.
"Huanzhi, how's your practice been these days?"
"Master, everything is normal. My swordsmanship has improved recently." Bai Huanzhi stood in the lobby in white.
"Okay, Master will check it later."
Yan Ying walked into the lobby and only then could she see the person standing in front of Bai Huanzhi. He was wearing a green robe with auspicious clouds embroidered on his belt and cloud-like patterns printed on his clothes. He had a few strands of white hair and looked serious and upright.
Ning Hai saw a red figure approaching from a distance. "Ying'er is here. How are you? Have you been behaving well these days while Master is away from the sect?"
"Master." Yan Ying extended her right hand to her left shoulder and bowed.
"Well, did you cause any trouble to your senior brother?" Ning Hai nodded and continued.
"Master, Junior Sister has been very well behaved recently. It seems that she was even praised by Elder Leng this morning." Wu Lin said with a smile without waiting for Yan Ying to answer.
Yan Ying smiled and winked at Wu Lin, and Wu Lin gave her a look in response.
Wu Lin's image in Yan Ying's heart became even more prominent.
"Oh? Is it true, Ying'er?" Ning Hai reached out and touched Yan Ying's head. "This Leng Yanwang doesn't praise people lightly. This means Ying'er has real skills."
"Yes, Master! Elder Leng also told me to go to Jianfeng and ask him if I have any questions!" Yan Ying said hurriedly.
"Well, that's good. Keep it up!" Ning Hai said with a smile. He reached into his sleeve and took out a bag of things. He looked at Yan Ying with eyes full of affection. "Ying'er, here."
Yan Ying's eyes sparkled as she reached out to take it, only to discover it was a bag of candied fruit. "Thank you, Master!"
It was then that Yan Ying noticed that there was another person in the lobby. He was dressed in black, with a belt wrapped around his waist. He had two scimitars on his waist. The knives were engraved with totems and the blades were extremely sharp. The man looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a cold face and a sharp gaze. He kept his hands on his chest and said nothing.
This should be her third senior brother He Qing.
Like Wu Lin, the book does not describe He Qing in detail. The only thing that Yan Ying remembers most is his loyalty to Ning Hai.
When Guiyun Sect was massacred by Cen Ji, most of the disciples in the sect were traveling outside. Only He Qing protected Ning Hai and persevered to the end. He Qing died miserably. His body was cut in half and there was not a single intact piece of flesh and blood left on his body.
He was just a young man full of vigor and ambition, but in the end it ended like that.
This time, she will not let the tragedy happen again.
"Master, what treasure did you bring back from the mountain this time?" Yan Ying looked up at Ning Hai with a smile.
"I have been searching for the Lingxuan sword on your third senior brother's waist for a long time." Ning Hai said with a frown.
He Qing's eyes twitched. It was obvious that his master had been eyeing the Lingxuan Sword for a long time. This time, he went down the mountain and used all his cheating skills to buy it back at a low price.
Ning Hai subconsciously smiled at He Qing, thinking to himself that he was really capable. This Lingxuan Knife was a spiritual treasure with fire attributes, which was just right for He Qing's fire spiritual root.
He spent 10,000 spirit stones to buy back a priceless spiritual weapon from Jubao Tower. Jubao Tower really believed in selling favors. Since this thing was given to He Qing, it was naturally not a favor he was selling.
"Then Master will rest for a few more days before going down the mountain again." Yan Ying said mysteriously.
"Oh? What do you mean, Ying'er?"
"Because I have also established my foundation."
After Yan Ying finished saying this, everyone in the hall turned around and looked at her, their eyes seeming to see through her.
"Junior sister, are you telling the truth?" Bai Huanzhi asked with a frown. She obviously hated practicing and was used to being lazy and not attending morning practice, which caused him to plead for her with the elders many times.
"Junior sister, children can't lie, or they won't grow tall!" Wu Lin said with a look of disbelief. He would still believe her if she said she was an excellent cook, after all, that Wow hotpot was really to his liking.
"Ying'er? This is no joke." Ning Hai's face was full of disbelief.
"It's true! Master will know if he checks it out." Yan Ying smiled and stretched out her hand. She had already lowered her cultivation to the foundation-building stage. They didn't even believe that she had reached the foundation-building stage. If she said that her cultivation had reached the golden elixir stage... they would be scared to death.
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