Ten miles away from the cold city, the Valley of the Wind.

With the end of the ceremony, countless ferries set sail one after another.

Immortal ferries of different shapes passed through the prohibition of mountains and rivers, entered the sky full of wind and snow, and then gradually rose up, crashed into the sky and clouds, and disappeared in the eyes of everyone.

Inside and outside the cold city, the people who gathered because of the second name of the great events of a continent gradually braved the wind and snow to trek away.

Although they can't go in to watch the ceremony of the founding of the sect in Yuanshan, it is often the time for such a major event, and it is also the best opportunity for cultivators to communicate with each other.

Many mountains and wilderness cultivators, treasures obtained from the remnants of the deep mountains and old forests, can often be sold for a sky-high price.

Therefore, the more this kind of event, the more people come.

Although the excitement cannot be witnessed with one's own eyes, there are some things about the excitement that are no less known than those who have experienced it firsthand.

Even from some other angles, the knowledge is more comprehensive.

Just like in those chariots and cars that walked out of the cold city at this time, between three or five friends pushing cups and changing lamps, those things at the ceremony of the founding of the sect had noses and eyes.

On the chariot of a purple nanmu car that left the city, a man and a woman were forbidden across the curtain, drinking tea and enjoying the snow.

"I heard that this time, the final finale was the Great Yan Holy Master, Her Royal Highness the princess did not go to congratulate in person, could it be a little inappropriate?"

The man's voice is gentle but not manly, and he looks extremely capable in a plain white shirt, and he is a little gentle and elegant, which can easily arouse the woman's favor.

"Mr. Luo doesn't have to worry, I have already explained the situation to them, after leaving the palace, I will no longer be Princess Xiyan, just Ji Zhilan. ”

The woman and the man faced each other, reached out and pinched the steaming tea cup on the table, shook her head lightly, and said: "So it's the same whether to go or not, in my opinion, it's better not to go. ”

These two people are Luo Junxian, who left halfway through Yuntai Lunjian, and Ji Zhilan, the princess of Xiyan who somehow met together.

Because Luo Junxian was injured and it was inconvenient to travel far, it happened that three months later, it was the founding ceremony of the sect, so he stayed in Hancheng to heal.

Xie Cai's sword seemed to have just pierced through, but in fact, the fog and frost sword intent contained it had already hurt his heart.

Therefore, at this time, Luo Junxian's face was still slightly pale.

"The communication of cultivators can be seen at many Xianjia ferries, not to mention, not to mention far away, the Xifeng Valley ten miles away is also very lively. On the contrary, it is such a thing as the founding ceremony, which cannot be seen in a hundred years, and Her Royal Highness the princess has not seen it with her own eyes, which is really a little okay."

Before he finished speaking, Luo Junxian coughed.

Ji Zhilan immediately handed over the teacup in her hand.

Luo Junxian took a few sips, and after suppressing the cough, he saw a touch of red along the edge of the teacup.

Ji Zhilan saw Luo Junxian staring at the teacup in a daze, and her eyes immediately fell on the teacup.

In an instant, her face was immediately stained with a charming flush.

This cup of tea is what she has just drunk.

The two have been together for several months, and they have always been polite and courteous, and have never had any physical contact.

The matter in front of her is obviously a mistake in a hurry, but it is still a shameful thing for a woman who grew up in the deep palace.

Luo Junxian looked at the shy appearance of the woman in front of him, a hint of discoloration flashed in his eyes, and then gently put down the teacup, "Miss Zhilan, I'm offended." ”

Ji Zhilan raised her eyes, "Mr. Luo doesn't have to be polite. ”

Luo Junxian was very understanding, didn't say anything, and pulled out some interesting stories that the two of them encountered when they wandered around the practice bazaar inside and outside the cold city.

In a moment, the embarrassment in the chariot vanized, followed by the cheerful laughter of the woman, and then drifted away with the cold wind.

The luxurious chariots also gradually disappeared into the wind and snow of the Northlands.

Back to Wonshan.

The monks who had come to watch the service had already left.

Ning Baifeng stood at the entrance of the mountain gate between the inner gate and the outer gate, watching the ferry from Qingdu fly into the clouds.

The head of the Qingdu Palace-style family came to watch the ceremony, just for him, so important, Ning Baifeng naturally couldn't be too casual.

Therefore, he took the initiative to send Gong Qian to the mountain gate between the inner gate and the outer gate to welcome guests.

Until the ferry boat was out of sight, Ning Baifeng turned around and walked back.

On the way, he met many people who came to watch the ceremony to greet him, and Ning Baifeng also returned the salute one by one.

Walking all the way back to the green bamboo forest along the mountain road from the inner gate, Ning Baifeng felt that his face had frozen. Even the two hands that clasped their fists and saluted were a little sore, and he thought to himself that this was more tiring than practicing swords and words.

Ushering in and sending is indeed not his strong point.

When passing by Qingzhu Slope, Ning Baifeng stood not far away and looked up.

On the stone tablet of the Sword Sect, there was a slightly damaged stone sword, and many disciples in the mountain were watching and discussing.

And among them, most of them are the disciples in the black sword robe, which is in stark contrast to the white clothes of the sword pool and the crane of Shangyang Peak, and there are even a lot of Qinglian Peak disciples holding folding fans and Taibai Peak disciples hanging gourds.

After the founding ceremony, these original disciples of the lower sect also officially became disciples of the Sword Sect.

With so many disciples gathered together, the noise kept coming from near the sword monument.

Ning Baifeng looked at it for a moment, then turned around and prepared to leave.

However, someone at the sword tablet saw him and shouted.

"Big brother!"

Then many of the disciples all turned their heads to look at him.

After the founding ceremony, Ning Baifeng was named the first disciple of the Sword Sect by the pavilion master, and officially became the person with the highest status among all the three generations of disciples.

Even if it is the personal disciple of each peak master, as well as the eldest disciple of each peak, as long as it is still in the range of three generations of disciples, regardless of age, all of them have to be called senior brother.

For this reason, Ning Baifeng didn't know how many times he smiled helplessly in his heart.

Since he was seen, Ning Baifeng had to stop and salute from a distance.

Near the sword monument, some people returned the salute, and some people were indifferent.

Ning Baifeng didn't care, turned around and walked towards the bamboo forest courtyard.

When he reached the vicinity of the sword pond, a sharp wind pressure suddenly rushed down from mid-air. On the dark and wide iron sword, the sturdy man pinched a wooden box and landed in front of Ning Baifeng.

The huge iron sword flipped and flew onto the sword rack behind the man.

Ning Baifeng saw that it was Abbot Jiang, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief and his eyes were full of anticipation.

Abbot Jiang teased: "Should I call you senior brother?"

Ning Baifeng took off the wine jug on his waist, poured a big sip, and said angrily: "You know why don't you shout quickly?!"

Abbot Jiang laughed out loud, and at the same time pushed the wooden box in his hand in front of him, "The sword has been repaired, you can try it yourself." There were many people on the cloud platform before, so it was not suitable for giving it to you in person, and now it is not too late, it will be regarded as a congratulatory gift for the first disciple of your Sword Sect. ”

Ning Baifeng took the wooden box and said with a wry smile: "Fortunately, you didn't give it at the time, otherwise you wouldn't think I had enough to do?"

Pushing open the lid of the box, a long sword covered with fine ice patterns lay quietly at the bottom of the box.

As soon as Ning Baifeng's left sword finger moved, the long sword in the box immediately trembled, and the wooden box instantly shattered into slag and fell to the ground.

The long sword flew around Ning Baifeng at an extremely fast speed, pulling out a beautiful and fine silk thread, and then rushed into his sleeve and disappeared.

There is no slack in this process.

The sharp aura brought out by the sword light flew by, and even the falling bamboo leaves were all cut into several pieces.

Ning Baifeng was greatly satisfied, and said with a smile: "It's too hypocritical to say thank you, I'll invite you to a drink." ”

Abbot Jiang was also not polite, "Senior brother's wine, not everyone can drink it, I, Abbot Jiang, think it should be the first person, and I can say it out to brag in the future." ”

Ning Baifeng immediately reached out and grabbed it, he regretted it a little.

After Abbot Jiang avoided it, he laughed and took a few sips before handing the flask back.

Ning Baifeng took the wine jug, and before he could speak, Abbot Jiang spoke first.

"What you told me before, I have already gone to check, and even about the matter of the sword servant, I also specially went to Su Ying's seniors who came to the mountains as a guest to confirm that it is indeed true!"

For this result, Ning Baifeng was not surprised at all. In addition to concealing his own affairs, what he told Abbot Jiang was all the truth.

It's just that to his surprise, Su Ying actually went back and forth to Yuanshan as a guest, but he didn't know anything about it.

Abbot Jiang continued: "I even found out that Ji Nian returned to the Sword Forest, and in the guest residence of the Ye family in Sword Casting City, Lu Suyan lived. ”

From the information of the pavilion master, Ning Baifeng already knew that Fushan River was in the Sword Forest, and the information of Abbot Jiang at this time was even more evidence in this regard.

Ning Baifeng frowned and said, "No Jiang Tianci and Su Daoxiao?"

Abbot Jiang sighed, "No." ”

Then he glanced at Ning Baifeng strangely and said, "It's that when I was checking the heavenly gift in the Jianwen Hall, I got a news that there was a monk with a blue sword on his back who took the snail boat of the Xue family in Dinghai City and went to Zhenzhou Nanfeng Bay. ”

Ning Baifeng was immediately stunned.

Obviously, the monk with the blue sword on his back was Jiang Tianci.

But the question is, there are countless passengers in the snail boat, and such people may not necessarily attract attention, why would they find such information.

"Before the heavens sent to the snail boat, in the Yuanyang Island wine shop street with a wine man to drink, almost drank a wine shop, the last two had no money to pay the bill, the store asked the two to use the sword to offset the account, the two were unwilling, and the shopkeeper fought, and finally was mediated, paid all the assets on the body, even the mustard bag was gone, only the sword was left, and then the two accompanied each other on the snail boat. ”

Abbot Jiang knew what he was thinking, so he explained it.

Ning Baifeng pondered for a moment and asked, "No one knows their names?"

Abbot Jiang shook his head, "No, but that wine man is very famous in the wine shop street, and he has been there for several years, and after getting drunk, he talks crazy from time to time, saying that he is a disciple of the Sword Forest, and he only ended up in such a situation because he was robbed of the sword pill. It's just that no one takes it seriously. ”

Hearing this, Ning Baifeng faintly felt a little weird, but he couldn't remember what the blame was.

Abbot Jiang suddenly asked, "You seem to have a good relationship with the Xue family in Dinghai City?"

Ning Baifeng was a little surprised, he didn't know why he was asking this, but he still nodded, "You found it?"

Abbot Jiang stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the bamboo forest courtyard, "The guests of the Xue family in Dinghai City are just outside your courtyard, and they have been waiting for a long time. I went to the courtyard before I came to you, and I chatted with him for a few words. I can find you here, or because of your natal sword. ”

Ning Baifeng was taken aback.

Dinghai City is thousands of miles away from here, and it is unbelievable that people will be sent to watch the ceremony.

"Who is here?" Ning Baifeng asked.

Abbot Jiang thought for a moment and said, "The surname is Wu, and he is an old yuanying. ”

Fishing for the Weng Wu River.

Ning Baifeng was very sure of this.

He was thoughtful.

Three months ago, he asked Wei Xing to bring a letter to Xue Changwei, and asked about something, the two bamboo dragonflies that were attached were used for communication, and now the bamboo dragonflies did not receive it, but Wu He came in person, it seems that some things must have results, and they are extremely secret.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Abbot Jiang reached out and patted him on the shoulder and said, "It seems that after the sword fight, I have to go to Zhenzhou." ”

Ning Baifeng frowned slightly, and said, "What do you need me to help you?"

As soon as the words came out, he guessed what Abbot Jiang meant, "You want to"

"I want you to get me a room on the boat. ”

Abbot Jiang preemptively said: "Let's say it first, I don't have any money for you, in order to help you repair this sword, I put all my savings into it." ”

After hearing this, Ning Baifeng gasped.

It's not because he didn't give money, but because he repaired this sword, not only did he drain his savings, but he even had no money for Abbot Jiang.

It's a bit ridiculously expensive.

You must know that the money he gives can buy an out-of-body flying sword.

"In order to prevent the sword from shattering again, I used a lot of Starfall Cold Crystals, this thing is a rare treasure, an absolutely good thing, but it is a little more expensive. ”

When Abbot Jiang talked about casting, he seemed a little excited in his words.

Ning Baifeng immediately reached out and stopped him.

He was now having a sore tooth and a heartache. This wine worm's natal sword, the body is not estimated to be worth this price.

It is too extravagant to repair the flying sword with the treasures of the highest quality.

Ning Baifeng took a sip of wine, took a breath and said, "I'll solve the matter of taking the snail boat, you go back and rest first, it's hard for you." ”

The last few words, he almost squeezed out between his teeth.

Abbot Jiang nodded very dryly, turned around and left.

Ning Baifeng stretched out his hand and patted his belly heavily, and walked back with a sullen face.

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