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Shuhui was very reticent, often Ning Qing said something, and he would answer a few words from time to time. The two of them sitting together felt funny, and Ning Qing didn't care. If it was serious, Shuhui would still be his first friend outside the clan .

Xuantianzong's alms lasted for one month, and when the disciple of Qingyue Peak came, it was announced that it was over.

Ning Qing was a little worried. He didn't really want to leave Suhui, his friend, and he was afraid that if he left, Suhui would be bullied by others again. He had witnessed the incident of Suhui being thrown stones at the blind man and the ugly ghost. What's more, what's more, Huihui can't see it, and he is so thin. Once he leaves, won't he become the target of bullying again?

"That... backtracking... you, do you want to go with me?"

"……it is good."

Since Huihui agreed, Ning Qing also ran to pester Lin Wuduan, "Senior brother... I want to take someone back to the sect."

"The beggar?" Lin Wuduan naturally knew who Ning Qing was referring to, he ran to sleep with a beggar every day, and all his nephews and nephews were heartbroken. With such an incomparably handsome appearance, why does he like to hang out with a little beggar? !

"Hmm..." Ning Qing slightly elongated the tail tune, bowed her head and smiled embarrassedly, with a hint of coquettishness; the fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy had just grown a little, and this smile softened his brows and eyes, and how many people Can refuse him.

Lin Wuduan looked at Ning Qing helplessly. If Ning Qing was like his master, Ning Jiuchen, with a cold face every day as a murderous god, he might still be able to refuse, but the longer Ning Qing is, the more his personality is different from his own master. It has traveled more than one hundred and eight thousand miles.

Ning Qing was born with a good appearance, a gentle and well-behaved temperament, a good foundation and hardworking in cultivation, who in the same generation doesn't like this little junior?Ask again who can refuse such a trivial matter from the junior brother?

"Okay." Lin Wuduan agreed, and after hearing Ning Qing happily thanked senior brother, he felt that his violation of the sect rules was no big deal.

Most of Xuantianzong's disciples practice pure cultivation, and Ning Jiuchen is often not in the sect. Ning Qing usually practiced purely by himself, and if he didn't understand anything, he would ask the teachers for advice. He brought a similar age from the southern border. When people come back, they also have playmates.

Xuantianzong has extremely strict standards for accepting apprentices, and only monks above Jindan can accept direct disciples. Ning Qing dare not let Ning Jiuchen know that he brought someone back casually outside, and he is not willing to let Shuhui be his nephew Go, he thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't find anyone in Shishubo who wanted to accept apprentices, and he didn't know what kind of understanding he had back then.

"Why don't I take you as my apprentice when I reach the Golden Core?" Ning Qing asked innocently.

"I'll follow Zhelan." Suhui responded.

It wasn't until the two of them got together to learn things together that Ning Qing realized that Su Hui was not ordinary smart, and his comprehension was more than a little bit higher than him, especially ancient medical books.

Ning Qing is interested in medicine, but his talent is not good, so he only learned a little after learning, but he read back to Suhui only once or twice, and Suhui almost wrote down all the medicines and prescriptions he had read. Yes, this person is simply a model of how to teach once taught.

When Ning Qing couldn't memorize the books for the Zongmen school exam, he would always go back and remind him a few words. You are so powerful, what else do you not know?"

Suhui hesitated for a moment, and replied, "I won't hurt Zhelan."

"Hey, what's wrong with this? I will always protect Shuhui." Ning Qing laughed, and got up from the table again, sat upright and started to review the book. The local practice that he forgot is to say a few words from Shuhui .

Regarding Shuhui's eyes, Ning Qing thought that the eye diseases of mortals are different from their monks, so he also went to ask Taoist Qingxuan. Taoist Qingxuan held a book in one hand and tapped him lightly on the head, "It can't be cured, don't you Nao Teng, if you come to me a few more times, Qingyun Peak will not withdraw my sword and cultivate."

Ning Qing blinked and smiled, and was about to drag her back to run, but was stopped by Taoist Qingxuan: "But his eyes are also strange, ordinary people's eye diseases, how can there be a monk's handwriting?"

Back to the whole body trembled, and then grabbed Ning Qingxiu without saying a word, this Xuantianzong, except for Ning Qing, he has always ignored others.

Ning Qing glanced at Taoist Qingxuan who was full of interest, and looked back at his side shaking violently, and explained: "Perhaps it was caused by a demon cultivator when he was young. There is no cure for this eye disease. Don't bother the uncle!"

Ning Qing took Shuhui and ran away. Seeing that he was still very helpless, he simply threw a bear hug and said solemnly: "It's okay, Suhui. If the eye disease can't be cured, it won't be cured. I will treat it as soon as possible." your eyes!"

Suhui's hand trembled, and he patted Ning Qing's shoulder lightly.

Ning Qing has never been a talented monk, only he knows this.

What's more, there are Jing Rong, Qin Wujian, Lin Wuduan and other disciples of the same generation for comparison. If he doesn't work hard enough, he will only appear more mediocre.

Jing Rong is an extremely gifted chief disciple, who can quickly comprehend the essence of everything he learns, and was ordered by the suzerain to suppress his cultivation because of his premature birth. He is also the noble and unparalleled Taoist Rongxie, the future young suzerain , is a senior brother that Ning Qing can't match.

Qin Wujian devoted himself to the way of swordsmanship, he was given the title of sword idiot early on, and he also aspired to be the No. 1 heavy sword of Xuantianzong. He is also a direct disciple of the master of Qingluan Peak, and his future is limitless.

Lin Wuduan is a talisman cultivator, and his attainments in talisman and talisman are the existence that Qingxuan Taoists have thought about accepting disciples. If Lin Wuduan's master Chi Qingzhen hadn't refuted him, Lin Wuduan would have entered the name of the two peaks long ago.

It's not like Ning Qing, who knows a little about everything, but specializes in nothing.Interested in medicine, she is often reprimanded by Master Qingxuan for not being able to enter Qingyun Peak; If you can't understand it, it will take seven days.

He couldn't find anyone to ask, so he took the risk and asked the elder brother. The elder brother was indeed reticent and indifferent as others said, but when he explained these points that Ning Qing found very difficult, the answers were clear and easy to understand. Without impatience, it completely refreshed Ning Qing's perception of him.

Afterwards, Ning Qing often went to Lingxiao Peak to look for him secretly when Jing Rong was not in retreat, and often envied Jing Rong's ability to comprehend and learn, unlike him, who always had to spend several times more time than others to barely keep the position of Tianjiao. name.

Among the six peaks of Xuantian Sect, each disciple had to choose one peak to enter. Ning Qing has not entered until now, because he has no skills.

Until that day, the suzerain granted Jing Rong the position of peak master of Lingxiao Peak. Jing Rong held the order of the peak master and pointed to Ning Qing who had just entered the foundation building Dzogchen, "You come under my Lingxiao Peak."

"Senior brother..." Ning Qing understood that it might be that Jing Rong pityed him for his inaction and no affiliation, but Jing Rong told him: "Don't take yourself too lightly. Looking at the world, how many people have entered the Foundation Establishment Dzogchen? people."

Even if he said that, Ning Qing still felt that it was a word of comfort, and secretly made up his mind that when Jing Rong became the suzerain of Xuantian Sect, he would definitely assist Jing Rong well.

Ning Qing's deeper understanding of himself came after meeting Shuhui, because Shuhui is really too smart, he can learn from one another just by listening to Ning Qing's words and descriptions, and it also prevents Ning Qing from going to Ling Xiaofeng to disturb Jing Rong.

The problems he thinks are not worth mentioning here in Suhui, and the secret code of the sect cannot be leaked. Ning Qing often hesitates when he asks Suhui, but Suhui is sensitive to his thoughts and explains: "Answer I'll forget it when I'm done, I will never steal the secret code of Xuantianzong, don't worry."

"Shunhui..." Ning Qing muffled, and when Suhui heard the sound and turned his head to his direction, he asked, "Do you want to practice? I can teach you, no, I don't want to learn from sects, I will learn from outsiders." teach you..."

"I don't want to learn." Su Hui smiled lightly.

"Why?" Ning Qing was taken aback. Although he hadn't brought Suhui to test the root bone, but with his own spiritual affinity for Suhui, Suhui's spiritual root was definitely not bad, and he should be wandering between the two lines of Shuhui What's more, isn't comprehension what most people want?

"I'm a blind man, I'm just passing by, so why bother to learn these troublesome things." Su answered rightly, but Ning Qing knew that it was a serious crime for Xuantianzong disciples to steal ancient books outside the sect, so Suhui said So much is just for fear of implicating him.

"I learned it secretly, and I won't let them find out." The more Shuhui refused, the more Ning Qing felt ashamed. Because he was afraid of the strict door rules, he didn't dare to bring Shuhui to others. If he dared to test it, he was afraid that the Discipline Hall disciples would punish him severely, but everything was meaningless, so he just stayed with him and answered his doubts.

"Besides, learning some cultivation techniques will be good for your body." Ning Qing shook Shuhui's hand, only to feel that he was too thin, as if no matter how much he fed him, he couldn't gain weight.

"Aren't you afraid?" Backtracking is helpless, if the people in the Discipline Hall find out that Ning Qing stole the classics from other sects, they will probably beat him until he can't get out of bed for half a month.

"Afraid, afraid..." Ning Qing's voice became weaker, "Isn't it because of fear that I can't even give you an aboveboard identity..."

"With my current status, I can at most accept a handyman. It can be traced back. I don't want you to be my handyman's disciple. If you want to be, you should be my upright personal disciple."

"I'm meaningless."

"I have something to say."

As far as Ning Qing is concerned, Su Hui is very gentle and reticent, and Su Hui is also the closest person to Ning Qing in this huge sect.

When Ning Qingrou was outside, his defense was exactly the opposite. He was not as glamorous as others said, and his popularity throughout the entire sect could not change the fact that his close friend only traced back to one person.

Most of the time, Ning Qing is immersed in the sensitivity and inferiority that others think he shouldn't have. The closer he is to the person, the less he can suppress the occasional capriciousness.

The world only knows that he is glamorous, but they don't know how hard he suppresses to maintain the appearance.

But back to back is different, back to back is really, completely belongs to him, belongs to him Ning Qing, he is the only one in his world, he will stand outside the door with crutches to wait for him to return, when Ning Qing is completely tired , Suhui caressed his brows and eyes, and called out: "Zhelan."