Chapter 462 Price
"There are only 10,000 disciples in the Renzong, but there are tens of thousands of servants."
"More than half of these servants dream of becoming formal disciples of the Renzong one day."
"But the Renzong will not provide any skills or resources for the servants. They can only rely on their own hard work to get ahead."
"Therefore, the martial arts are prevalent in the Renzong city, and the most open martial arts halls in the city are martial arts halls."
Ning Wuxie and Xuan'er walked hand in hand on the streets of the Renzong city.
There are no more people on the streets, full of garbage and things discarded when moving away.
Tens of thousands of servants once lived here. These servants were to serve the disciples of the Renzong and do some chores besides killing enemies.
In order to serve the lives of these servants, other related industries have also moved in, such as these martial arts halls.
It is called a martial arts hall, but in fact, the art of breathing for cultivating immortals is also taught. After all, the Renzong is not like an ordinary sect, and the martial arts of mortals are somewhat not up to standard here.
"Although I have experience in practicing in Zhenyuan Sect and learned basic skills, I spent most of my time in the outer sect. Just after I entered the inner sect, Zhenyuan Sect was destroyed by the demons."
Xuan'er covered her mouth and chuckled, "Brother is so unlucky."
"Yes." Ning Wuxie smiled bitterly, "After coming to Renzong City, I found that even servants practiced stronger skills than the inner sect skills of Zhenyuan Sect. It's simply..."
"I work hard every day and try to join the martial arts hall to learn one or two powerful skills. At the same time, the tasks of Renzong are heavy, and it is very normal to be tired and sore all over every day." Ning Wuxie said softly, recalling his experience of starting from scratch on the road of cultivation.
"Didn't you say that you were tortured by the Tianxiang Charm at that time?" Xuan'er exerted force on her hand and pinched Ning Wuxie's palm.
"Then let's not mention it." Ning Wuxie turned his face away embarrassedly.
Seeing his expression, Xuan'er immediately became interested and leaned in front of him with a smile on her lips.
"Why don't you mention it? Just mention it"
"You won't go to a brothel to find those prostitutes to relieve your loneliness, will you?"
Xuan'er's eyes were smiling, but this smile was completely different from before. Ning Wuxie's scalp tingled immediately after seeing it.
"How could it be possible? At that time, I was concentrating on cultivation. How could I leak my essence?" Ning Wuxie quickly argued, "It's nothing more than... promoting traditional crafts."
"Oh my, really?"
Xuan'er's eyes were more smiling, and at the same time, she scrutinized Ning Wuxie's words more severely!
"Of course it's true." Ning Wuxie was upright and had nothing to fear.
After looking at Ning Wuxie for a while, Xuan'er smiled slightly, "Okay, I believe you."
She was just joking to tease Ning Wuxie.
"Fortunately, you met me," she hummed, "otherwise, what would you do in your life."
"Yes, thanks to you!" Ning Wuxie stretched out his tone and responded weakly.
Neither of them spoke, and their hands held together tightly.
"What happened next?" Xuan'er asked.
"Later, I worked hard to save money, joined a martial arts school called Fu Hai, and began to practice."
"I gradually learned to control my chaotic body, suppressing and transforming the harmful aspects of my practice, and my talent was also stimulated."
"Later, during a mission, our group of servants were originally going to be sent away as cannon fodder, but I found the traces of the magic way and kept everyone safe. Coincidentally, Li Luobing was also on that mission."
Xuan'er looked at Ning Wuxie, "Did she promote you?"
"I guess so. She got me into the Renzong and became a formal disciple, so I always stood on her side in my previous life."
Xuan'er stopped talking and lowered her head slightly.
"So, you had a good impression of her at that time."
"...Yes." Ning Wuxie said.
For him at that time, it was impossible not to be attracted to Li Luobing. She was not only a genius, but also had a peerless appearance and helped him.
Although it was a toad wanting to eat swan meat, the young man couldn't help but have wild thoughts in his heart.
He glanced at Xuan'er, thinking that she wouldn't be angry.
Unexpectedly, Xuan'er burst out laughing when he admitted it.
"Well said, now I believe you haven't looked for those brothel girls." She said with a smile, turned around and turned Ning Wuxie's face to her side, stood on tiptoe and kissed him domineeringly.
Ning Wuxie was stunned, so this was using the second question to test the first question!
"Why would I lie to you..." Ning Wuxie wiped the saliva marks on his face.
It is said that a kiss between middle-aged couples can cause nightmares for several nights.
But for cultivators, this problem does not exist.
Ning Wuxie's appearance is more stable than before, and there are blue stubbles on his lips, but he is still handsome and tall.
Not to mention Xuan'er, a mere forty years is nothing to her Hexu realm. There are no wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, and her skin is still as bright as jade.
Having given birth to a child made her figure more plump, her clothes were full on the upper part, but empty on the lower part, and she didn't dare to wear clothes that were too tight when she went out.
Ning Wuxie was actually a little happy when she was kissed by her.
"Another kiss."
"You wish."
They walked all the way to the high tower in the center of Renzong City, which was Ye Qingxuan's lair.
The Confucian disciples and others had already started searching here, looking through various letters and materials to find out if there were any accomplices of Tianxu who had escaped.
Seeing Ning Wuxie and Xuan'er coming in, the Confucian disciples along the way bowed their heads and made way. A disciple told Ning Wuxie that Xun Zhu was waiting for him in the tower.
"They all admire you so much now." Xuan'er whispered.
Ning Wuxie smiled and said nothing.
The two climbed up to the eighteenth floor of the tower and saw Xun Zhu and Meng Cangran in a huge room on the top floor.
"Master Ning," Master Xun called, "Come and see."
As soon as these words came out, Ning Wuxie and Meng Cangran's faces changed.
Xun Zhu, an old man with a gray beard, called Ning Wuxie, a young man who looked no more than thirty, "Master". He really couldn't bear it!
Meng Cangran was dumbfounded. He must call Xun Zhu "Teacher", and he has always called Ning Wuxie "Brother Ning"!
Isn't this a generation difference!
Ning Wuxie hurriedly said, "Master Xun, just call me by my name. I'm sorry for embarrassing you."
Master Xun seemed to realize that he had confused the generations and his face turned red. "Hey, Ning Wuxie, look, we found this letter at Ye Qingxuan's place."
Ning Wuxie and Xuan'er went over to check and saw that it was a narrow note with a line of small words on it.
"You Youshan's brother You Youxin, who was sheltering in Dongli Mountain, will be killed immediately and Zhujian Villa will be destroyed."
Ning Wuxie's eyes widened slightly and looked at Xun Zhu.
"Has Zhujian Villa been destroyed?"
In the battle in the northern border, Xiao Qiuxian and You Youshan were both crushed into pieces by Ye Qingxuan's Thousand Mountains and Ten Thousand Leaves, leaving no bones.
Although Ye Qingxuan attacked indiscriminately, he also focused on his targets and poured most of his green leaves on Ning Wuxie's people.
His body and the blood of his enemies were scattered on the snowy plains of the northern border and remained there forever.
You Youxin was also from Tianxu, but he did not appear in the war. Ning Wuxie was thinking about looking for him after the matter was over.
But he did not expect that he had been killed because he helped his brother. Even the Sword-Forging Villa, which had been passed down by the You family for hundreds of years, was gone.
"During the war, I heard that when he was fighting with the people from Tianxu, the people told him about his brother's murder and the massacre of the Sword-Forging Villa in order to interfere with him." Xuan'er said softly.
Ning Wuxie's heart trembled.
So he knew it at that time...
"What about Lingji Pavilion?" He suddenly thought of Xiao Qiuxian and turned to look at Xun Zhu.
Xun Zhu's face was gloomy and he also shook his head.
Lingji Pavilion was also massacred...
That is to say, the Xuanji elder who helped him in the Hermit Valley was also...