Chapter 159

"It's just... is this arrangement really okay, sir?"

There seemed to be a hint of hesitation in Ling Shuangxue's eyes.

"Don't worry, Fairy, I won't do anything I'm not sure about."

Luo Wusheng smiled and took another sip of sword-raising tea, feeling that his nascent sword intention gradually became more concentrated.

It's just that although the sword intent has improved somewhat, it seems that there is still something missing from the transformation.

Ling Shuangxue, who heard Luo Wusheng's relaxed words, looked at the young man in front of her quietly for a while, and finally withdrew her gaze gently without saying anything more.

After the serious conversation was over, the atmosphere in the room became somewhat silent again.

Time passed a little, and Ling Shuangxue was thinking about something as she rotated the teacup in her hand little by little...

"……story."

"Um?"

Luo Wusheng, who was still thinking about how to talk to this girl and hesitating whether to talk about things related to Jianzhou Jiange, was stunned for a moment.

"Sir, can you tell me some more stories? Just like when you were telling stories downstairs today..."

Ling Shuangxue raised her lowered head slightly, and looked at Luo Wusheng with her beautiful eyes: "I still want to hear..."

Luo Wusheng blinked, his expression turned into a soft smile very naturally, and he drank all the tea in the cup.

It seemed that the Sword Fairy across from me was as completely obsessed with her story as the Sword Fairy lady at the beginning.

It just so happened that I hadn't told anyone a story at night for a few days. Xiao Yuli had reunited with her master. In addition, I had just made some trouble with the little girl in the evening. The reserved part should be gone tonight. In this case... …

"Since the fairy wants to hear it, I will naturally not refuse."

Hearing Luo Wusheng's agreement without hesitation, Ling Shuangxue had a slight smile on her eyebrows and seemed to be in a good mood.

"I will not let you suffer a loss...after you finish speaking, I will give you some tips on how to transform your sword intent."

Ling Shuangxue said, pushing the poured tea to the table opposite again.

And Luo Wusheng swallowed secretly.

He originally just thought that if he chatted for a while and drank some more Sword-raising Tea, he would have already made money, but he didn't expect that there would be additional services.

really not bad.

…………

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The sky is slightly bright.

News in Jianyang City spread not too slowly.

After just one night of fermentation, a considerable part of the people in Jianyang City heard a brand-new story about a young gentleman who suddenly appeared in the Pinjian Tea House and could say that even the old gentlemen in the city could not match him.

Some people say that this young gentleman's cultivation level is close to that of Nascent Soul, and there are even rumors that he promoted a foundation builder to a small level just by relying on stories.

To be honest, this rumor is too outrageous.

Many people in Jianyang City sneered at this.

But gradually some people discovered that many of those who said these words were indeed regular customers of Pinjian Tea House and even various listening venues.

They felt a little shaken in their hearts.

There's no way that Pinjian Tea House directly bribed so many people to pull off this kind of stunt, right?

And then someone else said they saw Yuanying teleporting away from Pinjian Tea House yesterday...

Many people still don't believe it.

After all, why is Yuanying such a person so easy to meet? Although Jianyang City is somewhat famous in Jianzhou, there is nothing that can attract Yuanying monks?

However, those who thought this way were stagnant outside the announcement wall in Jianyang City.

"Jianyang Mountain..."

Section 1 #Volume 1 # Chapter 237 Sir, does he have a Taoist companion? (Third update, please give me a monthly ticket)

In the tea house, Luo Wusheng and Ling Shuangxue stayed up all night.

At this moment, the handsome young man was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, while the veiled fairy held up his slightly tilted head with one hand, letting his hair hang down on the table, and looked at the opposite side with a pair of beautiful eyes softly.

In one night, Ling Shuangxue felt that she had basically confirmed what she wanted to confirm.

While listening to Luo Wusheng's new story alone, the sense of déjà vu became stronger and stronger in her heart.

Especially the young storyteller across from her responded to her request very cooperatively and adopted his mode as a storyteller.

In this way, words connect with words, memory overlaps with the present... Ling Shuangxue feels that her temptation has been completed.

The stories I heard in the first few days after I woke up were almost certainly those of the young man in front of me.

And if nothing else happened, he was also the one who sent messages to him in those days telling the story of the peerless swordsman.

My disciples probably don’t have the talent to be able to act out the same person...

Ling Shuangxue's eyes became softer.

...There is no doubt that Miss Jianxian is quite familiar with her master.

Therefore, after the little girl realized that she was out of touch, she did not dare to let her master meet a certain demon sect's holy son. She even carefully concealed even a little bit of information, for fear that her master would hear something.

The reason for everything is right now.

Just by comparing it like this, Ling Shuangxue had already realized the incident that her disciple was most afraid of her learning about.

(Perhaps it was because Yuli relayed the messages from both sides in those days, or maybe because the message recipient between the wooden swords could be controlled by Yuli... Judging from the speed of the messages in those days, it should be the latter )

As for why my disciples did this...

Ling Shuangxue smiled helplessly.

She knew very well what kind of person she was in the past. If her own disciple directly asked a stranger to tell her the so-called Jianghu story by sending a message, even if she agreed, it would be difficult for her to completely remember the story at that time.

In this case, it would be a foolish dream to imagine that she could perfectly reshape her sword heart like she did now, and even break through the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

And at that time, she would only open her heart completely to the disciple who tried his best to pull her back from the brink of life and death.

It is probably for this reason that her disciple and the "friend" she made such a plan.

She did not explain afterwards, probably because she wanted to wait until she had consolidated her realm and completely stabilized her new sword heart... In addition, perhaps her disciple knew that this was a bit deceptive and was embarrassed to tell her?

(Although she has grown up a lot, Yu Li still has some shadows of her childhood...)

The disciples who used to follow her with pigtails have now grown into the sword pavilion geniuses who don't need her to worry about them, and have made such a good friend...

Ling Shuangxue quietly looked at Luo Wusheng, who had a faint sword intent floating on his body.

(It’s still hard to tell his bone age… But with such a cultivation level and a youthful appearance, his bone age should not be too high.)

(No wonder Yu Li doesn’t call him senior…)

While thinking, Ling Shuangxue saw the eyelids of the boy opposite her move slightly.

The floating sword intent dissipated.

“Failed again…”

Luo Wusheng sighed softly after opening his eyes.

“The transformation of sword intent is not something that can be achieved overnight.”

Ling Shuangxue comforted him softly: “Some people have undergone transformation because of their understanding of the sword way of life, and some people have given birth to their own unique sword intent because of their recognition of their own obsessions…Mr. has not succeeded now, it’s just that the time has not come yet.”

Luo Wusheng smiled bitterly, picked up the cup of tea prepared by the other party on the table, and shook it gently.

“I’m afraid of wasting the fairy’s sword-cultivating tea.”

“…It might be more of a waste to keep it in my storage bag all day.”

Ling Shuangxue shook her head lightly, raised her veil slightly and drank her tea.

Her conversation with the boy opposite her is getting smoother and smoother... maybe she has found the feeling she had when she was sending messages in the past few days.

Luo Wusheng also drank up the sword-nourishing tea in his hand.

To be honest, he always has an indescribable strange feeling now.

This feeling had already arisen in the process of telling stories to the beautiful fairy in front of him last night.

How to say it, it's as if it's not the first time that he has told stories to this girl like this...

Maybe it's because he had also told stories to Miss Sword Fairy in the tone of a storyteller before?

Putting down the empty teacup in his hand, Luo Wusheng slightly straightened his face.

"How does the fairy feel now?"

A night has passed. According to the discussion last night, today his temporary two-person team will go to subdue the sword ghost.

"After listening to the story of the gentleman, I have recovered a lot more than yesterday."

Feeling the state of her body, Ling Shuangxue felt a little warm in her heart.

The story that Luo Wusheng told last night has some confirmation with her sword heart, which has consolidated her realm again, and even recovered some of her injuries.

She felt that the young man in front of her must be aware of this, and he told her the story last night to help her recover.

But Luo Wusheng's face, which had just been serious, flashed a little unnatural.

"Ah... well... that's good."

How could he not know that the story he told had such a magical effect?

It was probably because the other party really liked listening to stories, and attributed the effects of automatic replies and sword-raising tea to his story.

Just as he was thinking, another cup of tea was gently pushed in front of him.

Accompanied by a seemingly casual sentence.

"By the way... do you have a Taoist partner?"

"I would like to have one, but unfortunately... um?"

Luo Wusheng, who answered subconsciously and instinctively, was slightly stunned, and then he realized that there seemed to be something wrong with this question.

The beautiful fairy opposite suddenly asked him if he had a Taoist partner. What?

Could it be that she was attracted by his appearance and talent during the short time they spent together and wanted to support him?

(But... Taoist partner...)

The image of a little fox flashed through Luo Wusheng's mind.

When he thought of the girl who had first clearly confessed her feelings to him, his thoughts became a little confused.

Ling Shuangxue, who was sitting opposite him, was thoughtful after receiving his response.

(If I guessed correctly what Yu Li meant by that sentence before...)

Suddenly, the two people sitting opposite each other frowned.

"There seems to be some movement outside."

Luo Wusheng tilted his ear slightly.

"I'll go and see."

Leaving behind calm words, Ling Shuangxue disappeared in a flash.

A moment later, her figure appeared in the tea room again.

"There are indeed some accidents..."

A page of paper was pushed in front of Luo Wusheng.

"It seems that someone posted it on the notice of Jianyang City last night... The encirclement and suppression of the sword ghost was exposed."

Luo Wusheng's eyes swept over the content on the page, and his expression suddenly became a little complicated.

The secret that he had just obtained yesterday was made public today?

However, as he looked at it, an inexplicable smile appeared on his face.