Quick Transmigration: Sword Master's Thousand-Layer Routine

Chapter 13 He Knows Love
Wu Ling changed his previous cold attitude, which surprised Zhao Xi greatly.

He just thought that Wu Ling had figured it out by himself, and he didn't think too much about it, after all, Wu Ling loved him so much.

Also because of her change of attitude, Zhao Xi is getting better and better at Wuling and will teach her everything.

Fifty years have passed, and with the help of Zhao Xi, Wuling successfully stepped into the golden alchemy, and Zhao Xi also broke through to become a monk in the distraction stage.

In order to completely squeeze out the usefulness of Taoxi Village, Zhao Xi proposed to use the souls of the villagers of Taoxi Village to refine the Spirit Seizing Formation to absorb the surrounding vitality.

Probably because of Wu Ling, he didn't let Wu's parents in, and sent them to reincarnation.

Wu Ling knew that Zhao Xi was going to do this formation, so he actually assisted him.

Ever since Wuling started courting Zhao Xi, Mingying couldn't feel her emotions anymore.

But this development always makes Mingying feel a little strange.

It's not that she thinks too much, it's that Miss Wuling's logic in doing things is so strange.

Sure enough, on the day when the formation was about to be completed, Zhao Xi was directly stabbed in the heart by Wu Ling.

The story ends here abruptly, and the surroundings are plunged into darkness.

Mingying always felt chilly in a dark and empty place, she waited in place for a while, and saw a little light not far away.

This time she tried to call the Spring Return Sword, and she got a response.

The emerald green sword exuded light, dispelling her anxiety.

Holding the sword, Mingying finally walked towards the glowing place.

As she got closer, she smelled the fragrance of peach blossoms. When she finally got under the tree, the girl under the tree also raised her eyes to look at her.

It is Wuling.

At this moment, Wuling is sitting on the swing, behind her is a peach tree that can only be hugged by several people. The white peach blossoms on the branches are dotted with the girl's red skirt, which is very beautiful.

The swing stopped, she jumped off it, and walked in front of Mingying.

"Tell me, does Zhao Xi love me?" Her voice was nice, but of course, the question she asked was not so nice.

Without hesitation, Mingying said firmly, "I don't love you."

"Hehe..." These words made Wu Ling laugh: "Everyone says Zhao Xi loves me, why do you think so?"

"After all, he has done so many things for me to cultivate immortality, and he has taught me everything to help me live forever." Thinking of this, she moved a little closer, and her flower-like face was in front of Mingying.

Being too close, the sweet fragrance of peach blossoms made Mingying feel uncomfortable: "But you are not happy, and..."

"Loving someone is not just about being nice to her. True love is about taking the other person's mood and everything about the other person into your heart, rather than forcing people to accept the so-called goodness."

"Does the so-called being nice to you really mean loving you?"

Wu Ling's laughter grew louder. Looking at the serious girl in front of her, she stretched out her hand and rubbed her head: "The little girl's words are quite interesting."

Mingying chuckled, and then looked at Wuling in front of her: "Then sister, can you tell me what happened to those monks who were kidnapped?"

"You're not worried about yourself, you're worried about those people?" Wu Ling curled his lips playfully.

Mingying looked at the girl in front of her: "Because I believe you won't hurt others casually."

This girl who has been protecting others in her memory must not be that kind of murderous madman.

Most importantly, Mingying did not see murderous intent in her eyes.

"It's boring." Wu Ling took a few steps back, probably thinking of something, and turned around again: "Come with me."

Mingying followed obediently.

In the pitch-dark place, I couldn't feel the passage of time, and I didn't know how long it had passed. Finally, Mingying heard a group of noisy voices.

After the darkness dissipated, she and Wu Ling stood in front of a courtyard.

Pushing open the door, Mingying saw a group of people.

Their clothes were a little messy and their faces were a little pale, but none of them were injured, and their spirits looked good. Most importantly, there were more than a dozen bald heads among them.

Seeing Wuling, this group of people became excited: "Senior, are you back?"

Their gazes fell on Mingying, and one of them hesitated: "Is this girl also drawn in by Yin Qi?"

Mingying quickly explained: "I'm not, I'm here to save people."

Hearing this, everyone quieted down, you looked at me, I looked at you, there was no sound.

Anyone can see that Mingying is just a second-level Qi Refiner.

In the past few years, one of them in the Nascent Soul stage has not been out of tune, not to mention Mingying, a rookie who refines qi.

Speaking of saving people, this is a joke. They are already cultivated without cynicism.

Mingying didn't care about the eyes of this group of people, and walked directly in front of the bald man who was meditating: "Are these fellow Taoists of Wanxiang Temple?"

Foxiu, who had closed his eyes, slowly opened them, stood up and said, "Exactly, what's the matter with you?"

"I'm a friend of Buddha Wangchen. He's in Taoyuan Village now." Mingying thought it was a little embarrassing: "Is there any way you can contact him?"

Mingying has to have a clear understanding of herself, she is just here to watch the fun, and to save people, she still has to watch Wangchen.

When the people around heard the word Wangchen, they became excited.

The little monks who had closed their eyes all opened their eyes and looked at Mingying excitedly: "Master Uncle Wang Chen is really here?"

Mingying nodded, and wanted to say a few more words, only to find that her body had become transparent.

A voice actually appeared in his mind, calling her name.

The leader of the Buddha Cultivator was a little surprised: "Fellow Daoist is actually a soul out of body?"

Mingying looked bewildered, but Foxiu reacted quickly and stuffed his Buddhist beads into Mingying's hand: "Miss, please guide the way for Uncle Wangchen."

As soon as the words fell, the huge attraction directly swept her away.

Mingying was so twisted that she became dizzy, nauseated, and even the light and shadow in front of her eyes became blurred.

Soon, something bitter was stuffed into her mouth, and the dizziness subsided, and she found herself lying on Wangchen's lap again.

The other party looked at her with a bit of worry on his face: "Mingying, what do you think? Are you still uncomfortable?"

Without even thinking about it, Mingying moved her palm, and sent the string of Buddhist beads that appeared in her hand to Wang Chen: "I'm fine, but I found the Buddhist monks in Wanxiang Temple and those missing monks. .Let's hurry to save people."

Never thought that Wangchen held her hand directly, and said calmly: "No rush, they are fine."

Wang Chen, who didn't know when his expression changed, looked at her, and said in a cold tone, "I have a question for Ah Ying."

This address made Mingying's heart tremble, and she calmed down unconsciously, looking at Wangchen in front of her: "What do you want to ask?"

"Am I nice to you?"

"........."

The air was suddenly quiet.

After a while, Mingying nodded: "Of course you are very good to me."

Such a solemn tone made her think that Wang Chen was going to confess to herself.

(End of this chapter)