Chapter 131 Coming to Lanyuan
On the day of departure, Ning Wuxie took Xuan'er and said goodbye to Meng Cangran and Zhuang Yuerou who came to see her off at Feizhou Pier.
"Brother Ning, if we say goodbye today, we will meet again in five years."
"You must have been twenty-one by then." Meng Cangran smiled and patted Ning Wuxie on the shoulder.
Only when they are parting do people cherish the last look they can have on their friends. Meng Cangran's eyebrows were filled with concern as he looked Ning Wuxie up and down.
Suddenly he realized that Ning Wuxie was only sixteen years old.
"Yes, by then, will you and Senior Sister Zhuang have children?" Ning Wuxie said.
Meng Cangran smiled and punched Ning Wuxie in the chest. She looked back at Zhuang Yuerou, who was covering her mouth and laughing softly, feeling a little shy.
Ning Wuxie smiled and stopped exposing him. The two looked at each other with tacit understanding in their eyes.
As a result, the sadness of parting became more intense. Although no one said anything, the desolate atmosphere and the silent words made everyone's heart tighten slightly.
"I have to go, Brother Meng." Ning Wuxie was the first to break the silence, raised his head suddenly, took a deep breath and said.
"Yeah." Meng Cangran's throat moved, but she didn't hold back any longer.
It is useless to say more. The difference between men is mostly just a look or a nod, which is worth a thousand words.
However, Meng Cangran still seemed to want to say something. Just when Ning Wuxie was about to turn around and pull Xuan'er onto the flying boat, he opened his mouth and called out:
"Brother Ning."
He also seemed to feel that he was a bit verbose, but some words were stuck in his throat and he still couldn't spit them out quickly, and his expression was tangled.
Seeing Ning Wuxie stop and turn to him, he said again.
"Don't forget what you promised me."
"You have to become stronger, for me," he paused, "for Confucianism, and for the world."
"I believe that only you can help me."
He looked at Ning Wuxie expectantly, hoping that Ning Wuxie would understand his gaze and that he wouldn't need to explain any more.
But luckily, Ning Wuxie understood.
He was stunned for a moment, and then smiled knowingly. He understood what Meng Cangran meant. Meng Cangran has stated his ideal more than once, which is to change Confucianism and rectify the world.
"I will, Brother Meng." He showed a tacit smile and nodded.
"wait me back."
After saying that, he nodded, took Xuan'er's hand, and stepped onto the flying boat.
Standing on the deck of the flying boat, looking at the many people seeing off her below, Zhuang Yuerou held Meng Cangran's arm and waved to the two of them. Xuan'er was both excited and sad, raising her little hands above her head and waving.
Goodbye, Junzishan.
Although his time here was not long, many things happened. He made great contributions to Confucianism, successfully became one of the Twelve Young Sages, and had a solid backer.
The relationship with Xuan'er also completely broke through that veil.
He even captured Jiang Ren, the younger brother of his enemy Li Luobing, which would be a good way to get revenge in the future.
As for Meng Canran's ideals, Ning Wuxie secretly admired them in his heart.
This ideal, at best, sounds lofty, but at worst, it sounds rebellious.
Clean up the Confucian school, eliminate all hypocrites, and restore righteousness to the world.
Ning Wuxie made a rough estimate. Without the human-immortal realm, this matter would be really difficult to handle...
Therefore, there is still a long, long way to go before this dream can be realized. Not only does Ning Wuxie need to improve his cultivation, Meng Cangran also needs to make extraordinary efforts.
Anyway, it’s not something that can be considered right now.
The flying boat flew all the way to the northeast of the mainland. The climate in the twelfth lunar month was getting colder. Ning Wuxie and Xuan'er both put on thick and warm fur coats and trousers.
Ning Wuxie bought a pure black cloak for herself and a pure white fur cloak for Xuan'er. They were all made of monster skins and were very valuable. Let Ning Wuxie be grateful that he made a lot of money from Qin Jiuyao when he was in Hermit Valley.
Half a month later, Feizhou finally arrived at Jiuyong, the border city of Lanyuan Dynasty.
From here on, the flying boats of the Yiyunge Chamber of Commerce from the human world had to stop and could no longer enter the territory of the Lanyuan Dynasty.
This is the handover point between the demon dynasty and the human country, where personnel exchanges and goods are transferred. In such a huge dynasty, there is only such a port, which shows that Lan Yuan is closed and conservative.
Before the airship sailed into the city, a big bird with black wings swooped down from the clouds, landed on the bow deck of the ship without any explanation, and then transformed into a human form.
"Master Ning Wuxie, the Twelve Young Masters of Confucianism, is on this boat?"
It turned into a long-haired young man with a tall figure, a straight waist, a slightly arrogant head, and sharp eyes, and shouted to the surroundings.
"Yes! Please be patient, sir. I'll go and invite you right away."
A crew member responded quickly, trotted into the cabin, walked straight to Ning Wuxie and Xuan'er's door and knocked on it.
Who doesn't know that among the Twelve Young Masters of the Confucian School, there is a talented person with a unique mind. Instead of going to the other four dynasties to enjoy life, he came to this ghost place called Lanyuan.
Did people come to this place?
Of course not, the demon clan is the boss here!
This news spread throughout the Lingwu Continent this winter, so even the crew on the flying boat paid attention.
In addition to Ning Wuxie's various titles and rumored buffs, as an honorary elder of Yaochi Sect, less than half a year after joining Confucianism, he defeated Tianjiao in a ring duel, and everyone was talking about it and talking about it.
Some people are more optimistic about him. Maybe he really has the ability and ambition? This person's trip really has hope of changing the Lanyuan Dynasty.
But the vast majority of people still have a negative attitude towards it.
Nothing else, just because Ning Wuxie is not the first person to make such a decision.
Before, there were twelve young men who sacrificed their lives to feed the eagle and came to Lanyuan, and even decided to stay here for the rest of their lives to serve the Lanyuan royal family.
But in the end, there was still no voice. After all these years, it is said that the man has gone crazy...
Ning Wuxie and Xuan'er yawned and walked out of the room, only to realize that they had reached the territory of the Lanyuan Dynasty.
When the two came to the deck, the first thing they saw was the long-haired young man with sharp eyes standing in the middle of the deck.
"Sir Ning Wuxie." When the long-haired young man saw Ning Wuxie being led out by the crew, he immediately understood, lowered his head slightly, and said respectfully.
"Lord Mo Xin has been waiting in Jiuyong City for a long time, and I have specially ordered you to come to greet him."
Ning Wuxie raised her eyebrows. Mo Xin was quite enthusiastic. He originally thought he would have to go to Hidden Dragon City, the royal capital of Lan Yuan, to see her. Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered Lan Yuan, the other party took the initiative to pick her up.
"Okay, thank you." Ning Wuxie nodded.
The sharp-eyed demon youth glanced at Xuan'er, who was being held by Ning Wuxie, and felt doubtful, but still didn't say anything.
He is just the princess's personal guard and has no right to question the princess's guests. We can only try our best to maintain the etiquette and arrogance of the royal guards. This is also for the dignity of the Lanyuan royal family.
The spaceship landed at the flying boat dock in Jiuyong City, the suspension bridge stretched out, and the demon clan guards led Ning Wuxie and Xuan'er off the flying boat.
As soon as the three of them stepped onto the pier, they heard a cheer from not far away!
"Ning Wuxie, my general is here!"
It was actually Mo Xin. She suddenly ran out from the waiting crowd like a wild wild horse, rushing in front of Ning Wuxie in a few steps, and gave him a bear hug while he was still in a daze and could not react!
Xuan'er's eyes showed uncontrollable shock and anger.
The bodyguard of the Black Ink clan had a headache and held his forehead, looking at his princess with an embarrassed look on his face, seeing that the royal elegance he had tried so hard to maintain with Ning Wuxie for a long time was instantly destroyed.
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