Chapter 53: Flying Boat, Jianghu

Master Wuyuan was dressed in a black robe and sat on a jade chair.

Looking at Li Luobing who was bowing and asking for help, he couldn't help but show a look of pity in his eyes.

"Bing'er, your qualifications, talents, and understanding are the best among all the young people I have seen in my six hundred years of life." He spoke slowly, his voice was hoarse, and there was a sense of vicissitudes.

"But the only thing is that you are too sentimental, and your weakness is too obvious! For the sake of feelings, you can even abandon logic and ignore right and wrong!"

"Capturing Jiang Ren is equivalent to capturing your weakness, and it is easy to make you mentally collapse. What kind of cultivator is this?"

"That's fine, you are still a casual cultivator now, the danger you face is not big, and the situation is not complicated. But one day, your talent will allow you to achieve something and take on responsibilities. At that time, your sentimentality will become partiality!"

"It will make you make a big mistake!"

Master Wuyuan narrowed his eyes and said in a serious voice.

Li Luobing bowed his body and listened silently.

"Master taught me that I will change."

"But now, I have been cursed by that bastard, and A'ren's heart is broken and he is unconscious..."

Master Wuyuan raised his hand and waved: "Forget it, no need to complain."

"Do you think I have been in the martial arts world for more than 600 years, relying on my fists and feet to kill all my enemies? How can I kill them all?"

Master Wuyuan paused:

"I just sent away the messenger of Huangquanke..."

Li Luobing raised her head suddenly, her eyes shining.

"Master, have you arranged it?"

Master Wuyuan smiled: "It cost me two million spirit stones, just for you, little girl."

"Thank you, Master!" Li Luobing knelt down on the spot to thank him.

"Two million spirit stones will definitely buy his dog life!" She said hatefully.

...

Ning Wuxie brought Xuan'er and Baizhou, and the two of them and the fox went into battle lightly.

Meng Cangran brought them to take the flying boat of the Hermit Valley and was about to go to Yaochi Sect.

The post station was bustling with all kinds of cultivators coming and going.

Some were alchemists who went to other places in Lingwu Continent to collect medicinal materials, some were cultivators from small sects who came to Hermit Valley for a short stay, and even newlyweds who came to spend their honeymoon. The various aspects of the martial arts world were all visible.

Ning Wuxie felt for the first time in a long time that the martial arts world of Lingwu Continent was vast and complicated.

Since he woke up, he only wanted to practice and plunged into the Hermit Valley without knowing too much about the outside world at this time. He just felt that since he was reborn, he had already known these things and they were not attractive.

But now, looking at this world with the mentality of a concentrating cultivator, he felt that it was too vast, and there were too many secrets and treasures that had not been explored.

Ning Wuxie stood on the side of the flying boat, looking at the mountains, rivers and land that were rapidly retreating under his feet.

"Extra, Extra, Lingxi Sect's Bai Buchun defeated Zixiao Palace's Long Yufu with a Taoist iron pot and was promoted to ninth on the Human Race's Tianjiao List!"

"Bai Ze descended from the depths of Li Mountain, and countless cultivators in the Demon Realm lost their minds. Some of them woke up and found that their true essence in their Dantian was inexplicably missing!"

"Yaochi Sect suddenly encountered an inexplicable change, and from now on, all outsiders are not welcome to visit!"

A young man waved the Lingwu Dibao, shouting attractive Jianghu anecdotes.

"Give me a copy." Ning Wuxie stopped him and bought a Lingwu Dibao.

The Dibao recorded the news of the Lingwu Continent in recent days, including the ranking changes on the Human Race Tianjiao List.

Li Luobing's name was surprisingly ranked seventh on the Human Race Tianjiao List.

The Tianjiao List is to select the most powerful young cultivators of the Human Race every year, and only cultivators below the Immortal Dao Realm can participate.

Li Luobing is already in the Tongxuan Realm, the peak of martial arts, and there are six people above him, which shows how fierce the competition is.

There was also news about the loss of true essence of the cultivators in the demon domain. The newspaper said that the human sect had begun an investigation and believed that it was the work of the demons of Lanyuan Country.

Ning Wuxie smiled slightly and looked at the various true essences in his dantian that were about to be absorbed.

After losing Bai Ze, he was blamed for this big pot. The old man Mo Xiang had a hard time.

Other than that, there were some gossips, such as which sect had a disciple who rebelled against the master, and which disciple had several relationships.

It was not much different from the previous life.

After reading it, Ning Wuxie carefully put it away, so as not to let Xuan'er see these unhealthy things.

He suddenly remembered something and asked Xuan'er: "Xuan'er, where did you read the book of Haoqi Jue that I gave you before?"

Xuan'er squatted on the ground and teased Bai Zhou, without raising her head: "Have you finished reading it?"

"? Finished reading it?" Ning Wuxie was stunned, "It's such a thick book, have you finished reading it?"

"Yes, I read it twice. The second time I felt that many places were written incorrectly, so I didn't want to read it anymore."

Xuan'er stood up and looked at Ning Wuxie.

"Brother, you won't say I'm lazy, will you?... How about I go and read it for the third time?"

Ning Wuxie was confused, and after a while, he said:

"No, no need."

"Brother will find you a better one next time."

Ning Wuxie swallowed his saliva and looked at Xuan'er's innocent and cute face.

Is this the immortal spirit body? Without the foundation of the previous life, she has read the Taoist level skills twice in less than half a month, and found mistakes? !

What kind of skills can satisfy her?

"Forget it, brother will teach you the most powerful skills tonight."

Ning Wuxie thought about it and decided to teach her the Wutian Huari Gong directly.

Although it is a little difficult to get started, and even a little dangerous, with her own care and assistance, it should not be a big problem.

We can’t waste such a gifted girl.

“Great!” Xuan’er threw herself into Ning Wuxie’s arms happily, not knowing whether it was because she could learn advanced skills or because she could play with Ning Wuxie.

There were other Confucian disciples, including Dong Fangbai and Yin Pingzhi, who were also on the flying boat back to the Confucian Junzi Mountain.

At this time, they were discussing something in the cabin of the flying boat, and Ning Wuxie was not convenient to listen.

Suddenly, a noisy sound came from the entrance of the cabin, and then a sharp scolding came.

“Ning Wuxie!”

“Who are you? Are you worthy of being one of the twelve young sages of my Confucianism?!”

Ning Wuxie turned his head and found that it was a tall and thin man with narrow eyes, rushing towards him aggressively.

He looked fierce, with disgust, contempt and anger on his face, staring at Ning Wuxie condescendingly!

Behind him, there were several Confucian disciples, with the same expression, surrounding Ning Wuxie.

Ning Wuxie remained calm, stepped forward, and protected Xuan'er behind him.

Passing these people, he saw Meng Cangran not far away, with an embarrassed expression, it seems that he failed to stop him.

"Where did you come from, a wild cultivator? Why did you join my Confucianism and become one of the Twelve Young Sages right away?!"

"A young pervert who deceives little girls, what do you know about the way of saints and gentlemen!"

Yin Pingzhi was furious, and pointed at Ning Wuxie's nose and scolded him.

The other Confucian disciples who followed him also nodded in agreement, and Ning Wuxie became the target of public criticism!

"Do you know how long I have worked hard for the title of the Twelve Young Sages? Finally, an elder was willing to nominate me this year, but you... cough, cough, this is not the point!"

Yin Pingzhi stopped talking in time to prevent himself from saying all his thoughts.

"I advise you to give up, otherwise I, Yin Pingzhi, will not let you off easily!"

"That's right, new wild cultivator, what qualifications do you have to compete with Senior Brother Yin!" Other Confucian disciples also shouted, with hostile and indifferent eyes.

Facing the siege of a crowd, Ning Wuxie just snorted coldly.

"I just entered Confucianism, and I really don't understand the way of saints, but I have heard something."

"I heard that a true gentleman will not take advantage of others' misfortunes, will not bully the few with the many, and will not bully the weak with the strong."

"A true gentleman is sincere and enthusiastic to others, has a kind heart, and does not speculate about others with malice."

"I think at least such a person can be regarded as a gentleman."

Ning Wuxie's tone was calm and calm, as if he was not affected by the outside world at all.

Hearing what he said, the Confucian disciples headed by Yin Pingzhi were stunned and looked embarrassed.

Ning Wuxie continued, "Only people like this can become one of the Twelve Young Sages, right?"

"You say, right?"

He looked at Yin Pingzhi with a sharp gaze, and Yin Pingzhi suddenly felt like he was being scorned by some important person.

Isn't this boy only fifteen years old? How could he have such a powerful aura? !

"Yes, but..."

He wanted to argue, but was interrupted mercilessly by Ning Wuxie.

"Then it's over, that means you are not worthy of being one of the Twelve Young Sages, get out!"