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"Okay." Cheng Tianya agreed with his thoughts. "Do what you think is right. The leader said that after half a month, an observation team will be organized to head to the Hedong Camp."

"The lord will definitely ask you to go by name. This is also my idea. Tianya, I can't go with you this time. Before leaving tomorrow, I will leave you a kit. There are three strategies, which may help you. "Yan Lingxi's eyes were a little dazed, as if he was sorting out the current situation in his mind.

"Leave tomorrow?" Cheng Tianya was slightly surprised.

"Well, time doesn't wait." Yan Lingxi picked up the fan handle and tapped Cheng Tianya on the shoulder, and then he reminded: "By the way, be careful of Ye Fengting."

Yan Lingxi turned to look at Tranquility, with a little tiredness in his eyes: "Brother Jingyuan, you have been busy all the way, go to rest earlier. I will make a plan for the Khitan campaign for the leader tonight. Tomorrow is Chen, Yichen See you at the door."

"Okay." Ning Jingyuan nodded, and after watching Yan Lingxi, Cheng Tianya and Murong Yimo leave, he suddenly remembered something, and asked Liang Shisan, "Master, I met Ye Fengting on the way here." , he seems to have reached the eighth sword heart - once the wind and the moon, evergreen."

"Oh?" Liang Shisan was puzzled when he heard this, "Although the practice of swordsmanship has been practiced for a long time, but since I started my dynasty, I have never heard of anyone in the martial arts world reaching the top of the swordsmanship. I have never had a sword heart before. How did you see it?"

"Because he created an illusion and tried to trap me in it." Ning Jingyuan described the situation at that time.

Liang Shisan was silent for a moment, and then explained: "Jingyuan, you have to distinguish between the magician and the real eighth sword heart. You and I both know that the seventh sword heart is the sword energy and resonance that moves with the heart, and the eighth sword heart Although Jianxin creates a domain of swords, you have to remember one thing. Anyone driven by the eighth Jianxin, he is the existence of gods in the domain he created. You can never defeat him unless you break the domain And for."

Tranquility realized, "Therefore, it is still an illusion, not the real Eighth Sword Heart."

In the early morning of the next day, the spring breeze in February was expected to be chilly, and Tranquility was still wearing white clothes and white swords. Walking on the bustling Baling Street, he had re-tied the white cloth belt on his left hand.

Notices were pasted up in conspicuous places in the city. He glanced at them. They were generally about celebrating the Wulin Alliance's handshake with the Jiangyue and Jianshi sects to form an observation team to fight against the Khitan traitors.

This article is very provocative. It lists the martial arts alliance's deeds of punishing evil and promoting good, agitating the turbid and promoting the clean over the years. , the world is clear; the great wish of the Wumeng, the world rests!" It also inspired the hearts of many knights to join the alliance.

"Brother Jingyuan is very punctual." While he was reading the notice, Yan Lingxi's voice came faintly.

"To each other, to each other." Tranquility glanced at each other, he was still wearing the gray robe like a rag, the hood tightly covered his head, and his face was looming. "Eleventh Young Master always likes to wear this hood." If Ning Jingyuan had seen the assassins in the Western Regions dressed up, she would probably be able to understand the origin of Yan Lingxi's suit.

"Because of my hair." Yan Lingxi seemed to be smiling and waved his hand, glanced at the announcement lightly, and said, "It's a pity that Ye Fengting ran away last night, otherwise he could still see this post." Notice, make him angry. Forget it, forget it, as long as the goal is achieved." It was obvious that there was still a bit of unwillingness in his tone.

"Mr. Ning, Mr. Ning! Wait!" Just as the two turned around and were about to leave for the west gate, they heard a familiar female voice approaching from far away.

Ning Jingyuan looked back suddenly, and saw Yichenju's Feng Zhezhi running in small steps, and the figure with purple sleeves dancing in the wind made people feel like a spring breeze.

Feng Zhezhi ran to Tranquility, couldn't help taking a few breaths, then raised his head and said with a smile, "Mr. Ning, this is the letter and coat that your master asked me to bring to you."

"Well, that's it." Tranquility took the letterhead and the silver cotton robe, and smiled peacefully, "Thank you, Dr. Feng."

"Just call me Zhezhi." Feng Zhezhi smiled like the purple orchid that was blown by the breeze, "Try it on?" She pointed to the white robe.

"Okay." Tranquility took off the Fengse sword behind him and handed it to Feng Zhezhi. With a wave of his arms, the white robe was blown by the wind, like white pear blossoms blowing past his eyes.As soon as you put on this thick cotton robe, you can feel the warmth lingering on your back, soothing your bones and activating your pulse. "Well, it's very warm." There was a gentle glint in the dark blue eyes.

Yan Lingxi glanced at Feng Zhezhi, and then praised Jingyuan: "Brother Jingyuan is better than snow in plain clothes, and he is dressed in a white robe, adding three points of calmness and three points of heroism."

Although she was boasting about tranquility, after hearing this, Feng Zhezhi's face flushed red, she lowered her head and said, "Then I'll go back to Yichenju first, there is still medicinal soup cooking on the stove."

"Well, see you again, Dr. Feng." Ning Jingyuan nodded and watched her leave.

"Doctor Feng is really caring." Yan Lingxi smiled and frowned.

Ning Jingyuan opened the envelope while walking, and found that it was not Master's handwriting, but that kind of very neat and delicate ink.He thought that the master had suffered trauma, so it should be written by someone else.

He opened the letter and it said:

"Quiet my apprentice:

Go to Fengyang now, take care.My injury is not hindered, so I don't need to worry about it.It has been more than eight days since I left Sichuan and Shu, and An Xi must have missed you very much.Your disciples have a sincere heart, but you are a swordsman. Your heart is easy to soften, and you are a new teacher.Doctor Feng said, I need to recuperate for half a year due to my injury, during which time I will stay in Yichenju, so you can come often.

Teacher Liang Thirteen"

Tranquility turned the paper to the other side, only to find that it was written crookedly on the reverse side: "Miss Feng is graceful, dignified and careful, and a beautiful woman. This dress was originally made by her, and I decided to give it to you. Jingyuan, you have In the year of marriage, such a good opportunity should not be missed, remember to come to Baling often, remember to remember."

Ning Jingyuan finished reading it dumbfounded, thinking that her parents only sent a letter every year, basically talking about this year's harvest, reminding herself to respect the teacher and go back and read it when she has time.

Thinking about it this way, why does it feel like Master is more worried about this kind of thing than his parents?

"Puchi, it's really, really good to have a master." Yan Lingxi also secretly glanced at the content of the letter, and couldn't help but pat Ning Yuan's shoulder with a smile, and specially emphasized the word "good" when teasing.

"Forget it. He's getting more and more worried." Tranquility sighed lightly, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of a flame mark tattooed on Yan Lingxi's left arm.

"Eleventh Young Master has been to the Western Regions?" Ning Jingyuan asked while examining the pattern, "This seems to be the imprint of a certain sect in the Western Regions."

"Ha, not at all. But I'm from the Western Regions." Yan Lingxi said in an uneven tone with a look of sadness in his eyes.

"How is it possible?" A hint of surprise flashed across Ning Jingyuan's calm expression.It is well known that the Yan family lived in Hedong for generations.

"How is it impossible?" Yan Lingxi glanced at Balingcheng Street along the way. "My mother is a brothel girl who was sold to Chang'an by merchants from Dashi Kingdom in the Western Regions. When I was three years old, my mother brought me to Yan's house and asked my father to admit that I belonged to Yan's family. At that time, my tenth brother died in infancy. , My father and Ninth Sister looked happy when they saw me, but it aroused the objection of everyone in my family, especially the third sister. My mother committed suicide because of this. In order not to make the situation worse, the Yan family erased all rumors about my mother and deported me. Take it into the Yan family." Yan Lingxi said lightly, looking at a brothel by the street.Although he omitted some details, he did tell the truth.

Ning Jingyuan nodded, he felt that Yan Lingxi was a little vague when he talked about his mother's suicide, but after all, it was useless to ask more about the other party's family affairs, so he gave up.

"Later, I found some scrolls left by my mother in the jewelry box in the early years in the room, which contained some unique spells in the Western Regions. It called this mark: Holy Fire Seal." He turned his wrist, faintly talking.

Probably because he noticed Tranquility's calmness and integrity in dealing with people, Yan Lingxi said a lot about himself in this short time, and he had an intuition that the person in front of him was trustworthy.

Unknowingly, the two had reached the ferry outside the western city gate of Baling. "Get on board." Yan Lingxi said.

Tranquility looked back, and finally took a look at the Yueyang Tower on the west tower, and said in a flat tone, "Well, after crossing the north of the river, it will be Fengyang soon. However, after going to Fengyang to deal with the matter, will I not be able to keep up with the Khitan crusade team?"

"Well, definitely not. But with Tianya here, he will definitely be able to kill this group of Khitan people." Yan Lingxi was very confident, then paused, and asked tentatively: "Brother Jingyuan shouldn't have to deal with that murderer himself. Bar?"

Ning Jingyuan was recalling the crooked words written by Master just now, three black lines appeared on his forehead, and he replied indifferently: "No need."

"That's great!" Yan Lingxi picked up the folding fan and tapped his palm, "I will trouble you to act with me during this time."

"Well, I didn't have any other plans." Tranquility looked at the blue waves of Dongting Lake and the green hills in the distance, and a blue shadow appeared in his eyes. He suddenly thought of something: "Eleventh Young Master, do you know Li Qingzhou?"

"I don't know." Yan Lingxi replied very simply, "But I know who you are talking about, the successor of Jiang Yuezhu who was rumored three years ago."

"Well, it's him, do you know where he is now?" Ning Jingyuan still asked the question he had been thinking about these days.

"Didn't you just meet, why ask me who doesn't know him." Yan Lingxi narrowed his eyes.

"He didn't tell me where to find him." Tranquility walked onto the boat, sighed slightly, with disappointment in his eyes.

"Help me finish my work, and I'll take you there." Yan Lingxi blinked.

"Forget it, I...don't have that idea." Ning Jingyuan still had that calm ice face, although his tone was a little hesitant.

"Alright then." Yan Lingxi smiled amiably.