sinovels Chapter 136
Chapter 136
Originally, Zheng Ling thought it would only take a few days to arrive, but after more than half a month, the two finally arrived at the place of martial arts that Xiang Zhuoying said.
This place is located among the mountains, surrounded by clouds and mists, and gurgling streams. It has a sense of isolation from the world, and it is like a realm of cultivating immortals.
The two climbed up the stairs, the mountain road was covered with red maples, and various small animals could be seen here and there. They all looked at them with big round eyes, and when people approached them, they would neither hide nor avoid them, without any fear.In the dense forest, the birds that had been dormant for a long time opened their throats and sang, flapped their wings and hovered in the sky, and then flew away.
When he first came here, Zheng Ling fell in love with it.Not only Jingmei, this long-lost intimacy is so similar to the scenes that appeared in his countless midnight dreams.
The locals in this section of the mountain road privately call it the "ladder of heaven", which can be seen from its height and danger.
Xiang Zhuoying stood on the steps early, looking back at Xiaowa slowly climbing up step by step.He originally thought that Xiaowa would definitely not be able to stand it this time, and asked him for help, but until the gate of the villa was in front of him, he did not say a word, and insisted on walking up by his own strength.
Xiang Zhuoying couldn't help smiling slightly, her mind could not help but recall her path to study in the past, just like Xiaowa today, only with a tenacity of not admitting defeat, she finally gritted her teeth and climbed up.
Jin Fenghuang, who closed his eyes and listened to the voice of all things, accidentally heard his heartfelt voice, opened his eyes, took a closer look for a moment, then smiled at the corners of his eyes and nodded in appreciation.Turning his eyes, he looked at Zheng Ling who was sweating profusely but had a firm gaze on the steps, and couldn't help but imagine what he looked like when he was a child...
As the daylight passed, Zheng Ling finally came to the gate of the villa. He raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat off his face. He calmed down, and with a straight expression, he folded his fists and bowed to Xiang Zhuoying: "Hero Xiang has been waiting for you for a long time." I am familiar with it, but I still have to have some etiquette.
"I haven't waited for a long time," Xiang Zhuying replied, taking the opportunity to press Xiaowa's little head with her hands, but feeling unsatisfied, her fingers naturally moved to Xiaowa's little fleshy cheeks, just about to pinch, Thinking of something, he hurriedly glanced at Xiaowa's eyes with a guilty conscience, and what he met was Xiaowa's pair of clear eyes.Xiang Zhuying smiled innocently, just when Zheng Ling thought he let go of his hand, Xiang Zhuying squeezed it boldly, and then jumped away.Xiaowa hasn't let him pinch since half a month ago.That feeling is still fresh in his memory!
Afterwards, Xiang Zhuoying added with a strong desire to survive: "It was all compensation just now." The person who took advantage did not forget to say: "You have taken advantage of it."
Seeing this, Zheng Ling thought to himself: Am I so fierce?
Jin Fenghuang wanted to nod.
After a bit of fun, Zheng Ling looked up at the four gilded characters on the top of the gate, which looked astonishing as a dragon - Wuming Villa, taking advantage of the gap between the doorman's report.
Without waiting for Zheng Ling to think about it, Xiang Zhuoying said solemnly beside him: "There are many sects in the rivers and lakes. Although Wuming Villa's status is not prominent, it should not be underestimated. There is an unwritten rule among all sects: It is better to be an enemy of the world than to be an enemy of the world." Enmity with Wuming Villa." Having said that, Xiang Zhuoying looked down at Zheng Ling: "Whether you can stay or not depends entirely on your own ability, I can only recommend you from them."
Zheng Ling was taken aback, he didn't expect Xiang Zhuoying to treat him so sincerely, he was only a sixteen year old child, helpless, so lucky to have such a good encounter.Zheng Ling took a step back, clasped his hands together, and bowed deeply: "Thank you!"
Xiang Zhuoying smiled and said nothing, after receiving the gift, she said again: "The person we are going to meet later is named Cen, don't forget it wrong." She didn't say much about it.
Zheng Ling secretly wrote it down in his heart.
Not long after, the disciples came and invited them in.Zheng Ling followed behind Xiang Zhuoying step by step, looking ahead.
As soon as the two of them entered the hall, they saw a sword with a cold light stabbing straight at it like lightning. Xiang Zhuoying wanted to dodge it sideways, but considering Zheng Ling behind him, in an instant, Changed his mind hastily, and caught it head-on with his bare hands.
Before Zheng Ling let out a sound of caution, he saw the sharp sword barely resting next to Xiang Zhuoying's neck, the gap was not too small, and Xiang Zhuying turned her head slightly, and tightly clamped the sword with two fingers of her right hand.
For a moment, needles could be heard falling in the hall, and everyone dared not breathe.
After a while, the man holding the sword laughed loudly, holding a beautiful sword flower in his right hand, sheathed the sword, handed it to the servant, clasped his fist at Xiang Zhuoying and said: "It's been a long time since I saw you, Zhuoying's martial arts has improved a lot ah!"
Xiang Zhuoying returned the gift and said, "Just now, I would like to thank Brother Ruogu for his mercy."
The man named Ruogu waved his hand and said: "This statement is wrong, this time I will not show mercy." He invited him to a seat, and ordered someone to serve tea.
The young and short Zheng Ling walked at the end. When he lowered his eyes, he found a strand of broken hair on the clean floor. He couldn't help but look up at Xiang Zhuying's neck. There was no sword mark, so he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at him again. The man in the moon-white robe sitting on the main seat.He has a tall and straight figure, a face like a crown jade, and his gestures give people the impression of a gentle scholar, but Zheng Ling has not forgotten the scene when he entered the door just now. His eyes are very sharp, just like the sword that kills one person in ten steps. He never stays behind for thousands of miles; compared to him at this moment, he just brushed off his clothes and hid himself and his name deeply.
Wakaya?Ambitious?
After Xiang Zhuoying also sat down, Zheng Ling stood behind him.
When Zheng Ling stood aside quietly with lowered eyebrows and hands down, Cen Ruogu glanced at him imperceptibly.
When Xiang Zhuoying was about to introduce Zheng Ling, Cen Ruogu started to talk about other life affairs.
Xiang Zhuoying couldn't interrupt her now, so she had to find another opportunity.The two talked for a long time, until they were sure that the other party would not interrupt, then Xiang Zhuoying hurriedly pulled Zheng Ling to him, and recommended to Cen Ruogu: "This is what I mentioned to you in the letter. That little baby" said and patted Zheng Ling's shoulder lightly.
Zheng Ling stepped forward, clasped his fists in salute, and said, "Junior He Yuan, I have seen Senior Cen."
Cen Ruogu acted as if he hadn't heard it, he sat on his seat, took a sip of the teacup in his hand, and talked about tea with Xiang Zhuanying, as if he had forgotten about Zheng Ling.
Seeing this, Xiang Zhuoying glanced at Zheng Ling, knowing that the other party couldn't see her at the moment, but she still showed a self-seeking look, while Zheng Ling still kept bowing and remained motionless.
The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they seemed to have endless words to talk about. After drinking a cup of tea, they refilled one cup after another.Zheng Ling stood like a sculpture in the hall.
As the sun was setting and the sun was sinking, a doorman came from outside the hall and handed over invitations.
Cen Ruogu accepted the invitation, but didn't even look at it, so he let this person bring them in. At this moment, he seemed to think of Zheng Ling and asked him to get up.
Zheng Ling straightened his back and retreated behind Xiang Zhuoying.Xiang Zhuoying wanted to avoid it, but Cen Ruogu waved his hand to signal that it's okay.
Soon, under the leadership of the doormen, a middle-aged man led a boy who was about the same size as He Yuan.
The middle-aged man obviously didn't expect that there were other people in the hall, so he glanced at Xiang Zhuoying and Zheng Ling, and focused his gaze on Zheng Ling, guessing that this child was also here to learn from his teacher, he smiled and greeted Cen Ruogu. Only then did he return to the main topic, touched his son's head, and said: "This is the youngest son of the old man, named Zhang Kaiji."
The little boy was not timid at all, he bowed his hands generously and said: "Junior Zhang Kaiji, I have met Master Cen."
With a smile on his face, Cen Ruogu patted the boy on the shoulder and said, "Not bad."
Seeing this, the middle-aged man felt relieved, cupped his fists and said with a smile: "Master Cen, please take care of my son Kaiji from now on."
Cen Ruogu stood with his hands behind his back and said, "Where is it?"
The middle-aged man saw that the matter had come to an end, and saw that Cen Ruogu still had guests, so it was inconvenient to stay for a long time, so he told his son a few words, and put him here with peace of mind. After bidding farewell to Cen Ruogu, he went back alone.
Cen Ruogu didn't ask Zhang Kaiji to leave, but asked him to wait behind him, then beckoned Zheng Ling to approach, then patted his shoulder, checked, and said, "Since you know he's not a martial artist. , why let him stay." After finishing speaking, he ordered the servants to bring down the two people's cold tea together, and then exchange for new ones.
Zhang Kaiji was sizing up Zheng Ling, and when he heard this, he stopped looking at him.
Xiang Zhuoying said at this time: "I see that this child has a bit of aura. If he is taught strictly in the future, he may be able to make a difference! Besides, there is no precedent for this in the world. If it weren't for me alone I'm used to it, I've accepted him as a disciple long ago, how could it be your turn."
The servant moved quickly, and Cen Ruogu held the steaming teacup and said calmly: "You also know that Wuming Villa has always only accepted people with outstanding roots."
Zheng Ling's eyes dimmed.Although before coming here, Xiang Zhuoying had told herself several times that she was not this material, but being denied by others again, Zheng Ling still felt a little uncomfortable.