Leisure
The wind hadn't died down on their way back, and the two of them found it increasingly difficult to walk against it.
Xie Tingshui knew in her heart that it was impossible to completely sway Lin Yunwang to her side and the Xie family, and to make him dislike the Nangong family, including Nangong Suiqing, with just a few words.
Gazing at her friend's profile, her hair whipping in the wind, she was momentarily stunned. What was real? Was the hatred for the Nangong family real, or the deception of her friend?
Although the two had only known each other for a short time, Xie Tingshui regarded Lin Yunwang as a close friend. In the Jingyin Sect, where cultivation was paramount, she was the first person willing to listen to her nonsense.
So, what would she think of herself after hearing those "resentful" words? This was what Xie Tingshui was thinking at that moment.
She didn't want to mortgage a friend for a possibility.
So, she could no longer suppress the bitterness in her heart, and almost blurted out the words she had just said, and then pretended that she had never said them, but in the end, it was too late to take them back.
If Lin Yunwang knew the complicated thoughts of his friends, he would probably be surprised.
As an outsider, she had no intention of judging the feud between the Xie and Nangong families, nor did she wish to get involved in this entanglement. This was simply an old story between the two families, and the rights and wrongs could not be explained in a few words.
She still preferred things where right and wrong could be discerned at a glance. But at this moment, all her thoughts were focused on the approaching Qingming Festival.
Lin Yun thought to himself: If he were to travel back to Shuofeng City on foot or by carriage, he would probably be returning home before he even arrived.
Although she had taken a few sword-flying lessons, she only grasped the basics. She had also tried it in private, but the results were not good. Her body, which had been injured by sword-flying, was still aching.
She spent days poring over sword-controlling manuals, but the more she tried to understand, the less she grasped the key points. Strangely enough, her swordsmanship had always been effortless, yet she had stumbled on this sword-controlling technique.
After much deliberation, Lin Yun decided to seek advice from Xie Tingshui.
Unexpectedly, she said, "Flying on a sword? I don't know how either."
Seeing his friend's unusual astonishment, Xie Tingshui explained, "The art of sword control is unique to Qiling City. Only families and sects that have been taught by it can learn it, and our Xie family does not have this opportunity."
There was an unyielding sense of loss in her eyes, but this feeling did not last long. She quickly cheered up and said, "The flying boats developed by the Exploration Sect are much more impressive than swords. Many members of my clan rely on them for travel."
Lin Yun nodded in agreement.
That day, I met with the town envoy Fan Qingdu and the young master of Xuanji Pavilion, Liu Xubai, and had already seen the magical flying boat described in the book. It was indeed majestic and awe-inspiring.
The two parted ways at a fork in the road, promising to meet again the next day.
On his way to Qing'ai Academy, Lin Yun saw two figures standing in front of the academy gate in the distance. He hurried forward and came to their side.
"Senior Sister Xiyan! Senior Brother Zhou!"
"Clouds are coming."
"Junior sister."
The two responded.
The wind howled, and Lin Yun hurriedly invited the two into the house.
It turned out that Senior Brother Zhou Hengyan was passing by Tianlu Division when he discovered that the plaque for her courtyard had already been completed, so he brought it back along the way. It just so happened that Bai Xiyan had some free time to come and look for her.
"I've almost finished dealing with the matters concerning the Immortal Sect Competition, and now that I have some free time, I can't stand it." Bai Xiyan gave a wry smile, explaining why he had come to find her today.
"Senior brothers and sisters can just call me with their voices, why bother waiting in the wind?" Lin Yun poured tea for the two of them.
"Since I have nothing else to do, I don't need to bother you with your work." Bai Xiyan's gaze fell on his fellow disciple, and his words and eyes were full of teasing. "Waiting for someone can be quite interesting, don't you think, Junior Brother Hengyan?"
"nature."
Lin Yun was drinking tea when this blunt response made her throat itch and she coughed repeatedly. Suddenly, a handkerchief was handed to her.
Zhou Hengyan remained calm. "Junior Sister Yunwang, be careful."
It must have been just ordinary concern from fellow disciples. If he had ulterior motives, he wouldn't have been so open and honest. Thinking of this, Lin Yunwang's gaze gradually settled. Ignoring Bai Xiyan's teasing, he steadily accepted the handkerchief and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother."
Perhaps finding it too boring to tease the two stones, Bai Xiyan suppressed the mischievous look in his eyes. "I've heard that Yun Wang has been troubled by the art of sword control these past few days. Since I have nothing else to do, why don't I teach him?"
This wasn't surprising; Venerable Mingqi's disciples were always well-informed. Lin Yun wasn't surprised that she knew about this. Perhaps everyone present knew how troubled she had been these past few days because of her sword-flying abilities.
"Thank you very much, senior sister. It would be impolite of me to refuse." She did not pretend to decline. Being taken care of by others would not only strengthen their friendship, but also solve her immediate problem. Why not?
After hanging the plaque for her, Zhou Hengyan made an excuse to take his leave.
As dusk approached, the remaining afterglow shone on his departing figure. Lin Yun recalled the image of Senior Brother Zhou climbing the ladder to hang the plaque, and his brows furrowed slightly.
"They've already gone far away, but they're still staring at them."
Suddenly snapping back to reality, Lin Yun was somewhat startled and subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound. Bai Xiyan teased, "It's probably because Junior Brother Hengyan is too charming and elegant that even as a background figure, he has attracted your attention for quite some time."
"Senior sister, don't talk nonsense. Senior Brother Zhou and I only have the friendship of fellow disciples. I was lost in thought just now."
"oh?"
Lin Yunwang was quite helpless. Judging from Senior Sister Xiyan's tone, she hadn't believed his explanation, but she really didn't have any romantic feelings for Senior Brother Zhou. "I was just wondering, why are there so many spells, yet hanging a plaque still requires manpower?"
Seeing that Bai Xiyan was still making things up, she had no choice but to change the subject, "Good senior sister, tell me about the art of sword control."
The two chatted about swordsmanship until dinner time.
Lin Yunwang felt that he had mastered a wealth of theoretical knowledge.
She planned to go to the small kitchen to cook a few dishes to thank Senior Sister Bai, but just as she was about to get up, she was grabbed by the wrist. Bai Xiyan said mysteriously, "Wait a minute, I'm taking you to see someone."
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