Lingquan view has been famous for a long time, the view of the master is a solemn appearance of the old Taoist, nicknamed Nanshan Daoren, there are more than 600 years of Taoism, listen to Nezha explain the meaning, Xu Xu smiled, said: "The third prince rest assured, Ning Gongzi lives in the view, the old Taoist will take good care." "Nezha finished handing over, and saw that it was getting late, so he said goodbye to everyone and went back to heaven to return to life. Nanshan Taoist instructed the little boy to lead Ning Gongzi to live in the wing, five days in a row, everything was fine, after getting up this day, Ning Fu meditated and breathed for a while, he felt that his strength had recovered half of it, he was happy, he stepped out of the room, ready to move his muscles. As he was walking, he suddenly heard a flute sound in the garden in front of him, the sound was staggered, very durable, Ning Fu heard the highlights, and couldn't help but praise it gently, the praise was extremely slight, but he didn't want to be heard by the people in the garden, the flute stopped abruptly, and then a woman's voice asked, "Who is it?" Ning Fu secretly exclaimed, thinking about his own rise, not wanting to be abrupt, listening to the other party's inquiry, he had to answer truthfully: "In Xia Ningfu, I heard the girl's flute by chance, and I couldn't help laughing for a while. As soon as the words fell, the woman couldn't help but let out a soft 'ah' and stammered: "Zhuo-Gong-son, but the scholar who went to Beijing to take the exam more than sixty years ago?" Because of the barrier of the wall, Ning Fu naturally couldn't see the situation inside, but just listening to the words, he felt a little familiar, and when he heard the other party mention the past many years ago, he was stunned, and immediately responded: "Yes, more than 60 years ago, Ning Mou did go to Chang'an City, and I dare to ask the girl how she knew." Listening to the woman continue: "There will be a few meetings outside the Shangshu Mansion, can Zhuo Xianggong still remember?" As soon as these words came out, Ning Fu's mind immediately appeared with the shadow of a woman in blue, and he couldn't help blurting out: "Miss, you are Miss!" I saw a figure swaying at the gate of the garden, and a woman in blue held a bamboo flute, walking out of it slowly, still looking like that, still in that shape. Ning Fu seemed to have returned to decades ago, as if he had a thousand words, but in an instant, he didn't know where to start, he was silent for a long time, and finally spoke first: "Miss, decades have passed, are you okay?" The woman in blue nodded and said, "Rely on the princess to worry, everything is okay." After a pause, he said: "Ning Gongzi, I haven't seen you for a long time, but your demeanor is still the same, when I first saw you decades ago, I vaguely remember that it is what you look like now." Ning Fu said: "The same is true for the eldest lady. The woman in blue smiled: "If I hadn't insisted on cultivating, I would have become an old woman by now." The two were a little jerky at first, but after talking to each other, they became more and more familiar, and in their respective hearts, an indescribable feeling quietly hit their hearts.

The woman in blue is the daughter of Ding Yue of Shangshu Mansion, named Ding Xue, Ning Fu came to Chang'an City alone more than 60 years ago, and accidentally found that there were demons mixed into Shangshu Mansion, he wanted to enter the mansion to expose the true face of the two demons, and did not want to be strongly obstructed by the guards. Ding Xue worshiped Nanshan Taoist as a teacher since she was a child, learned Taoism, and became an adult, Ding Yue saw that her daughter was so obsessed with Taoism, so she simply gave up the idea of marrying someone, and when she swallowed her breath and ascended to heaven, Ding Xue has always been pious to the Tao, and has never been tired, because of her profound skills, she is a person who is more than ten years old, and she still looks no different from seventeen or eighteen years old. Thirty years ago, Nanshan Daoren left Chang'an City and came to Lingquan Temple as the master, Ding Xue then followed, and since then he has been rooted in the Taoist Temple and has never left. The two of them talked about the events that have happened in the past few decades, and when they talked about the thrilling places, they couldn't help but sigh a little.

Ning Fu came to Ding Xue every day but had free time, and if he didn't see each other for a day, he didn't know what to do in his heart, and he felt very disappointed. Ding Xue taught Ning Fu how to play the flute, how to regulate breathing, how to press the fingers, the flute is the same as the qin, and the tone is also divided into six kinds of palace Shangjiao Huiyu. Ning Fu is smart and studious, in less than a few days, he has learned a full ten, his skills have now recovered nearly half, this day is still as usual to come to meet, did not say a few words, the sky suddenly dark clouds, not long, there are many demons holding steel forks, standing in the middle of the two, it is with Ning Fu fought Dong Tianhammer and the charm of the big man, they were hit by Ning Fu's mountain palm, raised in the cave for a few days, only to get better, after the injury was healed, the two demons brought a group of little demons, day after day after the wind and clouds, looking for Ning Fu in all directions, just to get rid of the number one enemy of the Demon Sect。 Unexpectedly, when I came to the sky above the Lingquan Temple today, when I looked down at the clouds, I just saw Ning Fu walking around in the view, and the two demons were overjoyed, and hurriedly appeared.