"Who is this young lady?"

Xu Ling'er had actually noticed Su Ning a long time ago, but since she didn't know her, she was too embarrassed to speak first.

Su Ning was secretly marveling at the power of the plot.

After all, she had already taken the first step in intercepting Xu Ling'er and Yue Zijin's progress. But as long as the other party is determined, they will naturally appear around the protagonist.

The first time was in Sujia Village. Su Ning was sitting in the carriage, so the other party naturally did not meet her.

The second time was in Fuxian Town, where she was kidnapped by a flower butterfly. She was later rescued by the main characters for punishing evil. At that time, the other party was in a bad state and only remembered to look for close people, so naturally he did not remember Su Ning.

The third time was at the Sword Casting Manor.

"My name is Su Ning, Miss Xu, you may call me whatever you like. We are going to visit Master Duan Shui on Lotus Peak. Since you and Zi Jin are old acquaintances, why don't you come with us?"

Su Ning spoke gently, and even with her face veiled, her refined and elegant demeanor was undeniable.

Xu Ling'er couldn't help but feel a great liking for her, and smiled at her: "That's wonderful! I just came along with my cousin to join in the fun; it would be really impossible for me to go up and fight."

In fact, Xu Ling'er ran away from home to see the outside world's prosperity, not to marry a stranger.

But she was tricked as soon as she stepped out the door. She thought she would be sold to a brothel and suffer misery, but before she could suffer much, she was rescued by a young hero who appeared out of nowhere.

With that kind of swordsmanship and that kind of posture, he kicked that villain against the wall with just one kick. At first glance, Xu Ling'er knew that he was the one she would spend her life with.

Although she couldn't keep up with him at first, she firmly believed that she would meet him again someday.

Xu Ling'er walked along the roadside, secretly glancing at Pei Yunlian's profile.

My heart is pounding.

Yue Zijin gently tugged at Su Ning's sleeve and whispered to her, "Su Su, I'm not very familiar with Miss Xu. She's clearly after the Ice Face."

"Why don't we grant them this wish?"

Yue Zijin chuckled sheepishly.

Su Ning glanced at him, but before she could speak, she was interrupted by Pei Yunlian, who stood expressionless beside her: "Su Su, I don't know her."

"You have really good hearing."

Yue Zijin mumbled incoherently, showing no remorse for not being overheard.

Pei Yunlian spoke without being secretive, and therefore did not take Xu Ling'er's feelings into account at all.

The other person's face turned pale, and she lowered her head to look at the ground, making it impossible to discern her emotions.

But how could Pei Yunlian comfort people? He was usually very quiet. If Su Ning hadn't been here today, he probably would have disappeared before Xu Ling'er even finished speaking.

In the end, Su Ning gave Yue Zijin a wink, and the other party changed the subject, which made things less awkward.

They took a shortcut, which was winding and took less time, and soon the view opened up before them.

Not far away is a bamboo house, with several uniquely shaped black bamboos planted in front of it. Under the bamboos is a clear pool, the water of which is clear but bottomless.

One or two young sweepers were in front of the house. They weren't surprised to see them, but stopped sweeping and looked at Yue Zijin: "Why are you at Qingfeng Xiaozhu again? What, are you here to steal our work again today?"

"Hey, you little brat, do you think I'd be here willingly if the master of Sword Forging Manor hadn't sent me?"

He held up the knife in his hand, showing it to the two children: "This is a peerless divine weapon; I think Mr. Duan Shui would be interested in it."

The two children looked left and right, then exchanged a glance and burst into laughter: "Ting Song, he says it's an unparalleled divine weapon."

"Tingzhu, is he blind?"

"Hey, you two brats, I'll teach you a lesson!"

Yue Zijin rolled up his sleeves, ready to beat the two children, but Su Ning stopped him. She looked at the two children and said calmly, "Please inform the two young masters that we have been sent by the Master of the Manor to request an audience with Master Duan Shui."

Xu Ling'er also stepped forward to argue, "That's right, you two children are extremely rude."

"We came here specifically to pay our respects, and instead of informing you, you're here grinning and joking."

Tingsong and Tingzhu looked at the two unfamiliar faces but didn't say anything. They simply said seriously, "Wait here. We'll inform the master."

Listening to the pines and listening to the bamboos, we walked through the shady courtyard and stepped into the bamboo house. The interior was simply furnished with a bamboo couch, a small table, and a half-rolled scripture and a cup of tea on the table.

Mr. Duan Shui was around seventy years old. His white hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin, and even his beard was white. At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged on a futon with his eyes slightly closed, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Tingsong and Tingzhu first bowed respectfully before announcing that Yuezi and the others had arrived again.

"Didn't I tell you to hold him off outside for a while? How come you couldn't even hold out for that long?"

Ting Song scratched his head and whispered, "It's not that we couldn't stop them, it's just that other people came today."

Tingzhu added from the side, "It's a girl. Although she's wearing a veil, her eyes are exceptionally beautiful, and we feel a little awkward refusing her."

Master Duan Shui slowly opened his eyes, looking at the two children with their heads bowed before him. "I've been teaching you for so many years, and yet a girl whose face I've never even seen has bewitched you?"

The two remained silent, unsure of what to say.

Then Song, turning his head, added, "That guy surnamed Yue brought a bunch of broken copper and scrap iron, claiming it was some kind of peerless divine weapon."

Upon hearing this, Master Duan Shui slowly stood up, his gaze shifting back to the green bamboo outside the window, and murmured, "It really is fate..."

He then saw two children. "Since everyone is here, please come in."

Tingsong and Tingzhu exchanged a glance, then quickly agreed and left. A short while later, Su Ning and her group followed the boy into the bamboo house.

As soon as Yue Zi entered, he exclaimed loudly, "Old Immortal, you've finally met us! Let me tell you, this knife of mine isn't some scrap metal; it's the newly forged 'Quick Blade' from the Sword Forging Manor. It can cut a hair in two—it's incredibly powerful!"

Su Ning and Pei Yunlian both turned their faces away upon hearing this, thinking that Yue Zijin really didn't even bother to think before he started bragging.

Isn't this the name he just chose?

Xu Ling'er, however, was quite supportive, clapping and saying, "So amazing!"

Master Duan Shui smiled upon hearing this, his gaze not falling on the knife, but instead landing on Yue Zijin. "Young friend, are you sure you want to become my disciple?"

"Of course! You were once the master of Yue Chuyang, the number one swordsman in the martial world! Is there anyone in the world who understands swordsmanship better than you?"

Before his first visit to Master Duanshui, Tang Jingshan had told him that Master Duanshui had been his father's teacher.

So even though the other party tormented him like that the first time, he only complained a few times, but in his heart he had already accepted the other party as his master.

But I'm already old...

Mr. Duan Shui's aged voice echoed in the wooden house, giving off a sense of a hero in his twilight years.

"Though your body is old, your spirit is not, is that not true?"

The moment Su Ning stepped into the room, she discovered that the bookshelves were not filled with scriptures or classics, but with all sorts of sword techniques.

All eyes turned to Su Ning, who was the only ordinary person among them who had no martial arts skills.

Since meeting Xu Heyu, Xu Ling'er has been following him in her cultivation, and these days she has been able to demonstrate a move or two.

When Mr. Duanshui met those familiar eyes, his heart trembled slightly, but he quickly suppressed the emotion. "Young friend, what makes you say that?"

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