Putting the jade medal in his belt, Mingjing walked into the gate of Shuiyue Garden.
On weekdays, Shuiyue Garden does not allow disciples from other forces to enter. If monks from other forces want to enter, they must explain the reasons and inform the relevant experts in Shuiyue Garden. After obtaining permission, they can get a jade tablet.
, only with that jade token can one enter Shuiyue Garden, just like Zheng Chen did before entering Jinhan City.
After Ming Jing entered Shuiyue Garden for a cup of tea, he came to an attic by a familiar route.
The three floors of the attic are about ten feet high. They are all made of unusual wood structures, and are constantly filled with mist, which makes them look beautiful. Outside the attic, there are some rockeries, ponds, and spiritual grass.
It is embellished with it and exudes a fragrant fragrance, making people feel at ease.
As soon as Ming Jing got within ten feet of the attic, a Nascent Soul stage woman stopped him.
When the Nascent Soul stage woman saw Ming Jing, she couldn't help but smile, bowed her hands, and then said: "Uncle Ming Jing, my master has been in a bad mood recently. If you come here at this time, do you want to have another meal?"
sword?"
Ming Jing's old face turned red again and said angrily: "This time I came here specifically to share your master's worries. No matter how ungrateful she is, how can she hit the smiling man?"
"Who said I'm ungrateful?"
As soon as Ming Jing finished speaking, without waiting for the Nascent Soul stage female disciple to speak, a cold voice of questioning came from the attic. After Ming Jing heard these words, it was as if the words were pierced by the cold wind, and his body
I couldn't help but shiver.
"Uh... I don't mean that you are ungrateful..."
Ming Jing turned around and saw a woman wearing a long blue silk dress, holding a sheathed sword, standing at the door of the attic, looking at him with a cold face, and quickly wanted to explain a few words.
"Well, since you are here to share my worries, come in. The ferret is currently in retreat. It will not play with you this time. I hope you will not cause any unpleasant things again." The woman in the blue dress said
After saying those words, he parted his long sword behind his back, turned around and entered the attic.
The first floor of the attic is quite large, but there are countless flower pots in it, in which various spiritual herbs grow, making it look like a medicinal garden.
But what is different from ordinary medicine gardens is that the flowers and plants on the first floor of this attic are all very beautiful, and not all of them are the kind that can be used to refine panacea.
Obviously, the owner of the attic only likes to cultivate some beautiful flowers and plants to decorate his residence and enjoy this visual feast every day. He does not want to cultivate medicinal materials to refine elixirs.
Surrounded by spiritual flowers and spiritual grass, there is a round wooden table on the first floor, surrounded by square wooden piers, all of which are carved with various flowers and plants, which looks very unique and exquisite.
"Brother Ming Jing, sit down." The woman in the blue silk dress first sat on a wooden pier and then said to Ming Jing.
After Ming Jing sneered, he sat down and asked, "Why did the ferret suddenly go into seclusion? Is he about to advance to the immortal master stage?"
"Hmph! Don't pretend to be confused with me. I'm afraid you already know about this!" The woman in the blue dress snorted coldly with a sarcastic look on her lips.
"Hey, junior sister, please don't get me wrong. The little girl at the door told me that I happened to have a water spirit bead here, and I just sent it to junior sister on the way to solve the urgent need." Ming Jing said awkwardly with a dry smile.
"Oh? By the way? I thought you were here on a special trip?" the woman in the blue silk dress said with a bit of displeasure.
"Uh..." Ming Jing paused, not knowing what to say. Every time he came here, he would be like this. He was obviously an immortal master of the Luoxia Sect's inner sect, but every time he would look too much.
clumsy.
"Then you have other things to do when you come to Shuiyueyuan, so leave the Shui Lingzhu behind and go do some work." The woman in the blue silk dress said calmly, as if she didn't care about Ming Jing at all.
arrival.
"Why……"
Ming Jing let out a long sigh, and then stood up with a look of self-mockery on his face, and then a palm-sized jade box appeared in his hand.
"Junior Sister Ningxiang doesn't have to reject people thousands of miles away like this. Ming Jing knows how to get into Junior Sister's eyes, but he's not that shameless person. Since Junior Sister doesn't like it, Ming Jing will just leave now."
After Ming Jing finished saying this, he placed the jade box on the wooden table, then turned around and walked away.
"You want to leave? Are you angry? Huh! Once you leave, don't ever step foot here again!" Ningxiang's face condensed, and she looked at Ming Jing's leaving figure, her face slightly anxious, but still not salty.
Said calmly.
After Ming Jing heard this, he paused for a moment, then moved forward resolutely and left the attic in an instant.
The Nascent Soul stage female disciple who was originally waiting at the door to eavesdrop had a depressed look on her face when Ming Jing came out. She didn't dare to make fun of him and hid timidly to the side. Her big bright eyes were full of confusion.
Staring at the mirror, not daring to say a word.
Ming Jing may have encountered too many obstacles here before, but this time he seemed to be really angry again. He actually didn't look back and gradually moved away from Ningxiang's residence.
After Ming Jing left, less than a hundred breaths later, a sword sound suddenly sounded in Ningxiang's attic, and then a blast came from the attic, and the entire attic couldn't help but make a rumbling sound.
The Nascent Soul stage female disciple at the door was even more frightened and trembling.
"Ding Jing, you have the guts! I don't want your crap!"
After a while, just as the attic calmed down, a jade box flew out from it and landed at the feet of the Nascent Soul stage female disciple. Then Ningxiang's angry voice came from the attic.
But after another cup of tea, Ningxiang, who still had a strong angry look on his face, rushed out of the attic. After scanning around, he actually took the jade stone from the feet of the confused Yuanying disciple.
The box was taken back.
Ningxiang had just returned to the door of the attic, but she couldn't help but stopped, turned around and said to the female disciple who lowered her head and did not dare to speak: "Go and see where the mirror has gone!"
The Nascent Soul stage female disciple responded immediately and left quickly, as if she didn't want to stay for a moment longer.
Looking at the panic of his disciple, Ningxiang Liu frowned tightly and murmured to himself: "Is it really that I have a bad temper? Why are everyone afraid of me like a snake and a scorpion? Humph! No matter what, if this time
If Mingjing doesn't apologize to me, I will... I will ignore him again!"
After finishing speaking, Ningxiang also stamped her feet, showing the look of a somewhat frustrated little daughter.
After the Nascent Soul stage female disciple caught up with Ming Jing, she didn't dare to come forward to talk to him, so she just kept walking. She didn't stop until she saw Ming Jing reach the edge of a small lake.
Seeing that Ming Jing walked all the way to the island along the corridor that extended to the island in the middle of the lake after being informed, the Nascent Soul stage female disciple turned around with a suspicious look on her face and went back to report.
"What? He went to the place where Junior Sister Yuechan practices?"
After Ningxiang heard her disciple's report, she couldn't help but stand up with a complicated expression.
