Back mountain of the Iron Sword Sect.
Wuwuwu ~~
A series of sobbing sounds rang in his ears, accompanied by the sound of stones being kicked.
Ning Chuan had a strange expression.
He carefully walked along the path behind the mountain, and his footsteps were extremely light.
Ning Chuan swore to the heavens!
He really didn't expect to meet Bai Zhirou, this silly girl.
However, he had to pass through the small path at the back of the mountain to return to the herbal garden.
However, Bai Zhirou had appeared at the back of the mountain. She was kicking the stones by the roadside and crying pitifully.
Cry.
Cry properly.
You didn't notice me.
Just treat me as air.
Ning Chuan muttered in his heart.
She tiptoed like a thief and carefully walked along the path behind the mountain.
If it wasn't for the fact that he was afraid of revealing his cultivation base to others.
Ning Chuan really wanted to use Floating Light and Shadow to return to the herbal garden as fast as possible.
However, there was an old saying.
What people feared would come.
Although Ning Chuan had already stepped very lightly.
However, he was a living person after all. He was discovered by Bai Zhirou at the first moment.
Clang!
"Who are you?"
"Why did you appear in my Iron Sword Sect?”
Bai Zhirou unsheathed her sword and blocked Ning Chuan's path. She looked at Ning Chuan with a wary gaze.
Actually, it wasn't Bai Zhirou's fault that she didn't know Ning Chuan.
After all, Ning Chuan had been living in seclusion since he joined the Iron Sword Sect for three years.
Except for the elders of the Cultivation Teaching Pavilion and the disciples of the Elixir Pavilion who were responsible for collecting herbs, almost no one in the Iron Sword Sect knew Ning Chuan.
Although it was Bai Zhirou who had recruited Ning Chuan into the Iron Sword Sect three years ago, Ning Chuan was still a member of the Iron Sword Sect.
But after all, three years had passed. How could Bai Zhirou remember Ning Chuan from that fleeting glance?
Looking at Bai Zhirou's guarded expression, Ning Chuan felt a headache coming on.
What he was afraid of came true!
"Senior Sister Bai, please don't misunderstand. Junior Brother is not a thief, but a disciple who guards the herb garden.”
Ning Chuan hurriedly took out his waist token to prove himself.
"Senior Bai?"
"You are…?"
After taking the identity token from Ning Chuan, Bai Zhirou checked it and found that there was no problem. She then looked at Ning Chuan in confusion.
"It's you?"
Suddenly…
Bai Zhirou exclaimed in surprise.
She finally remembered.
Three years ago.
Wasn't she the one who had taken this person into the Iron Sword Sect?
Because of this, he broke the rules of the Iron Sword Sect and was severely criticized by his father.
Furthermore, Bai Zhirou clearly remembered that this was the only person in the Iron Sword Sect who addressed her as Senior Sister.
"It's me, it's me. It seems that Senior Sister Bai has finally remembered me.”
Ning Chuan hurriedly smiled.
"It's already been three years. Why are you still a servant disciple?”
Recalling the scene when she took Ning Chuan in three years ago, Bai Zhirou immediately sized him up curiously.
This was because, under normal circumstances, no matter how poor a disciple's aptitude was, three years was enough for them to cultivate internal energy and become an inner sect disciple.
However, Ning Chuan was still in charge of the work of the servant disciples in the herbal garden.
"Senior Sister must be joking. My aptitude is extremely poor. I only just developed Qi after practicing for three years. I might not be able to cultivate internal energy in this lifetime. It's all thanks to Senior Sister's care that I can manage the herbal garden.”
Ning Chuan smiled humbly.
However, he was secretly anxious and wanted to leave this place as soon as possible. He did not want to have any interactions with Bai Zhirou.
"I see."
Bai Zhirou nodded slowly.
She remembered that Ning Chuan was already past the best age to practice martial arts.
It seemed that in these three years, the other party really did not have any cultivation talent.
Looking at Bai Zhirou's thoughtful expression, Ning Chuan probed,"Senior Sister Bai, if there's nothing else, I'll be going back.”
As Ning Chuan spoke, he wanted to walk past Bai Zhirou.
However, before he could take two steps, Bai Zhirou's voice was heard.
"Slow down."
"Is there anything else, Senior Bai?"
Ning Chuan turned around and pretended to look at Bai Zhirou in confusion.
"Here's a bottle of yang qi pill, it should be able to help you cultivate inner energy.”
Bai Zhirou took out a porcelain bottle from her sleeve and threw it to Ning Chuan.
"Remember, don't tell anyone about me crying today. Otherwise, if this senior sister finds out, I'll definitely teach you a lesson.”
Bai Zhirou glared at Ning Chuan fiercely.
However, her red eyes made her look extremely cute.
After saying that!
Bai Zhirou tapped the ground with her toes and used her lightness skill to leave.
He held the porcelain bottle in his hand and watched Bai Zhirou leave. The humble smile on Ning Chuan's face gradually disappeared, and the corners of his mouth curled into a meaningful smile.
"This little girl has a kind heart, but unfortunately, she has a muddle-headed father!”
Ning Chuan sighed and strode back to the herbal garden.
……
Herb garden.
Ning Chuan had just returned to the herbal garden when he saw that his door was open. This made his face suddenly turn gloomy.
However, at the next moment.
Ning Chuan's malicious expression instantly returned to calm.
He put on a simple and honest smile again and walked straight to his house.
"Ningchuan, you're back."
As soon as he entered the house, a figure entered Ning Chuan's eyes.
This person was none other than Deacon Wang, who was out all year round.
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