The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, becoming a disciple of Yue Buqun

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"Is your ideal, Senior Brother, to be a chivalrous hero and help those in need?"

Lin Pingzhi hesitated for a moment, then asked.

Jiang Ning thought for a moment and nodded: "Pretty much."

Lin Pingzhi was stunned.

Even if it means death?

Jiang Ning nodded: "Mm."

Lin Pingzhi was somewhat incredulous.

"why?"

Even when he was a rich young master, he would help those in need, but that was more of a hobby than an ideal. He could restrain himself from doing evil. For example, when a peasant woman verbally abused him on his way to Hengshan, he did not retaliate with force. He had a chivalrous heart, but he could not bring himself to die for it.

Not only him, but most people are like this.

Jiang Ning was lost in thought and only replied after a moment.

"The world shouldn't be like this."

Jiang Ning was an idealist, but he knew that neither this world nor the world of his past life could accommodate idealists, and he had died once because of this.

But so what? He just wants to do it, he just wants to do it, even if he dies again, so what?

Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but ask, "Senior brother, aren't you afraid of death? Aren't you afraid of being misunderstood by others?"

Jiang Ning didn't speak. He got up, went to the window, and opened it. The night on Mount Hua was shrouded in darkness, and as far as the eye could see, it seemed like an endless abyss.

Jiang Ning's expression was calm, but his eyes shone brightly.

Looking at the darkness outside, Jiang Ning suddenly smiled.

"With a heart full of light, what more is there to say?"

……

the next day.

Jiang Ning was practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard.

The sword that Yue Buqun gave him was damaged and no longer suitable as a sword, so Jiang Ning put it in the room. Fortunately, there were some swords stored in the door, so he could use them temporarily.

Lin Pingzhi returned home yesterday after retrieving the Lin family's valuables, and he also took Liu Zhao with him. They each have their own rooms.

Jiang Ning took a break at noon to eat in the canteen, and then returned to his room to continue practicing the Innate Skill. He did this every day, and a month passed in this way.

It's tedious, but that's how training is. If you want to get stronger, you have to endure the loneliness. You won't get any results if you only train sporadically.

"Refining essence into qi..."

Jiang Ning sat cross-legged on the bed, circulating his Innate Skill while also recalling the incantation of the Innate Skill in his mind.

After a while.

"The speed has indeed increased..."

Jiang Ning opened his eyes and muttered to himself.

Since the battle in the rainy night in Sichuan, he has found that his circulation of the Innate Skill is smoother than before, and his training efficiency is also faster. He was a little worried that this efficiency would only last for a short time and then return to the original speed, but it is still the same now and has not changed.

After practicing for a while, Jiang Ning stopped and walked outside.

He planned to check on Liu Zhao's progress.

"The essence of Hunyuan Gong lies in..."

Upon arriving at the Suoyoubuwei Pavilion, Jiang Ning discovered that Yue Buqun was teaching Liu Zhao the Hunyuan Gong in the open space in front of him, and Liu Zhao was listening very attentively.

"Master."

Jiang Ning bowed to Yue Buqun.

"Ah."

Yue Buqun nodded, and upon seeing Jiang Ning arrive, Liu Zhao quickly bowed to Jiang Ning.

Yue Buqun asked, "How are you feeling now? Are you feeling better?"

Jiang Ning smiled and said, "Much better."

Aside from Yue Buqun expending his inner energy to heal his injuries at the beginning, he has been drinking nourishing soups every day for the past month to replenish his qi and blood, and his health has improved rapidly. He is now almost fully recovered.

Yue Buqun stroked his beard and nodded, saying, "That's good."

Jiang Ning glanced at Yue Buqun's face, looking somewhat surprised.

A whole month has passed, and Yue Buqun's face is still so pale, as if there is no improvement at all.

Is it that difficult to recover?

This made Jiang Ning feel that something was wrong.

"Ning'er is here?"

At this moment, a voice rang out from inside the Suoyoubuwei Pavilion, and then Ning Zhongze's figure was seen walking out from inside.

"Master's wife."

Jiang Ning bowed to Ning Zhongze.

"Ah."

Ning Zhongze was very happy to see Jiang Ning. She asked Jiang Ning the same question Yue Buqun had asked before, and was relieved after receiving an answer. Then she looked at Yue Buqun.

"Senior brother, Dayou has already prepared the soup and will bring it over in a bit. You can drink it later."

Yue Buqun nodded upon hearing this: "Okay, I understand."

His tone revealed a sense of weakness.

However, Ning Zhongze no longer looked at Yue Buqun with heartache as she had a month ago; instead, she looked at him with suspicion.

For the past month, Lu Dayou has been brewing nourishing soup every day, and Yue Buqun has been drinking it every day as well. But for some reason, it seems to have no effect. Even after a month of drinking it, Yue Buqun is still like this. If Jiang Ning and Linghu Chong hadn't both recovered, Ning Zhongze would have thought that the precious medicinal herbs used to brew the soup were fake.

"Senior brother, are you feeling better now?"

Ning Zhongze asked with a puzzled look.

Yue Buqun said weakly, "I'm much better, but I still feel a bit short of blood and qi. I think I should be completely cured after some more treatment."

Ning Zhongze narrowed her eyes upon hearing this, scrutinizing Yue Buqun's expression from head to toe.

Yue Buqun remained unfazed.

"Okay, then you should get some rest."

Ning Zhongze nodded, said nothing more, and then went inside to retrieve his sword and teach his disciples swordsmanship.

"Xu."

Yue Buqun secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He felt he couldn't keep up the act any longer; Ning Zhongze had begun to suspect him, and the look Ning Zhongze had given him just now sent chills down his spine.

Yue Buqun turned his head and saw Jiang Ning's suspicious eyes, which were exactly the same as Ning Zhongze's eyes before.

Chapter 161: Lin Pingzhi's Desire to Return Home

"cough."

Yue Buqun coughed lightly and explained, "I consumed too much true energy last time, which damaged my essence and made my recovery slower. There's nothing I can do about it."

Jiang Ning would have believed Yue Buqun's words a month ago, but now...

"Master, please take a good rest."

That's all Jiang Ning could say.

"Ah."

Yue Buqun nodded slightly, then said to Liu Zhao, "That's enough for this morning's practice. Go have lunch with your master."

It's noon now, time for lunch.

"Yes, Master."

Liu Zhao nodded and bowed, then followed Jiang Ning away.

Watching his disciples and grand-disciples leave, Yue Buqun stared at Jiang Ning's retreating figure, a thoughtful expression on his face.

……

"Master."

On the way to the cafeteria, Liu Zhao looked up at Jiang Ning.

"Is Master's health not good?"

Liu Zhao's face showed worry.

Jiang Ning looked at him and said, "Don't worry, your master will get better."

Liu Zhao asked worriedly, "When will Master be better?"

Yue Buqun has been very good to him for the past month or so, and he doesn't want anything to happen to Yue Buqun.

A smile appeared on Jiang Ning's face.

"Then it depends on when your master wants to."

When I arrived at the cafeteria, I found that all the tables around me were already full; it was lunchtime.

"Senior brother."

Lin Pingzhi beckoned to Jiang Ning, who then sat down with Liu Zhao.

"Senior brother, I'm planning to go home for a visit."

As soon as he sat down, Lin Pingzhi told Jiang Ning about his thoughts.

His enemies were Mu Gaofeng and the Qingcheng Sect, but now all his enemies are dead. He wants to go back to pay respects to his ancestors and also go to Hengshan City to move his parents' graves back to their ancestral home, so that his parents' spirits in heaven may hear his tale.

Moreover, the Lin family's valuables that Jiang Ning brought back from the Qingcheng Sect were mostly mutton fat jade artifacts. Although they were quite valuable, they were only for display and not for use. There were a lot of them, and they all needed to be disposed of. It would be best to take them back and deal with them.

He had been thinking about this matter for a long time, but the distance from Mount Hua to Mount Heng and then to Fujian was not short, and his trip might take a long time. He was afraid that Yue Buqun would not agree, so he wanted to discuss it with Jiang Ning first.

Jiang Ning nodded after hearing Lin Pingzhi's idea.

"It's only right that you want to do these things."

Upon receiving Jiang Ning's affirmation, Lin Pingzhi smiled and felt relieved.

After quickly finishing his meal, Lin Pingzhi left first to go to Yue Buqun's residence, where Yue Lingshan was practicing her sword in the courtyard.

"Sister."

Upon seeing Yue Lingshan, Lin Pingzhi bowed respectfully.

He was older than Yue Lingshan, but he still called her "Senior Sister".

Yue Lingshan sheathed her sword and looked at Lin Pingzhi curiously, asking, "Junior Brother Lin, is there something you need?"

Lin Pingzhi said, "I want to go back to my hometown, so I came here specifically to ask my master for permission. Is my master in?"

"Oh."

Yue Lingshan nodded and then said, "My father is not here. He and my mother went to the Righteousness Hall to talk with Uncle Feng and the others."

Upon hearing this, Lin Pingzhi cupped his hands and said, "In that case, junior brother will take his leave and will not disturb senior sister's sword practice any longer."

"it is good."

Yue Lingshan nodded.

Lin Pingzhi turned and left, his steps hurried.

Upon arriving at Zhengqi Hall, Lin Pingzhi discovered Yue Buqun discussing matters with Feng Buping and Cheng Buyou, while Ning Zhongze listened quietly from the side.

Seeing this, Lin Pingzhi did not go in, but waited outside until they finished talking before going in to ask for instructions.

"Junior Brother Feng, isn't it a bit too fast to make this decision?"