Ever since Nangong Ling had obtained the secret book, he had been immersed in it almost every day. Apart from eating, drinking, and practicing martial arts in the pavilion at night, he had spent the rest of his time in his small room, engrossed in learning.
Days passed by.
Under Xie Lige's kind guidance, the strength of the elders of A Gang of Beggars had increased rapidly. Sometimes, they could even exchange a dozen moves with him. Xie Lige silently calculated. If this situation continued, he would soon be able to leave A Gang of Beggars to find his sister.
This was really worth celebrating.
Xie Lige sat in front of the pavilion and looked at the flowing water below. He took out a wine flask from his waist. There was a thin layer of flower petals on the water's surface. The transparent river was suffused with a faint dreamy pink color. A gust of wind blew past, carrying with it a faint floral fragrance.
Xie Lige was not mesmerized by such a beautiful scene. Instead, he frowned and looked at the peach trees that had fallen a lot.
After a moment, he moved his gaze away.
He lowered his head and drank a mouthful of wine from the flask that never left his side. The slightly cold wine entered his throat and slightly moistened his somewhat dry throat. One of his hands leaned on the stick behind him. His eyes were slightly narrowed, and his expression was contented. His movements were as smooth as flowing clouds and flowing water!
Suddenly, there was the sound of flapping wings in the middle of the pavilion. Xie Lige vaguely felt something clawing at his clothes. His exposed skin also felt the higher body temperature of the birds.
He struggled to open his eyes and vaguely saw a familiar figure.
The latter also looked at him with its head tilted. Xie Lige looked up and lazily greeted it. He then raised his head and prepared to fall asleep.
"Ga!" The eagle mercilessly slapped its wings on its master's face.
Xie Lige grabbed the eagle's aggressive wings and said in a low voice, "Be good and don't make trouble. Why has your temper become so bad recently?" After he finished speaking, he yawned and a tear hung from the corner of his eye.
The eagle could not move for a moment with its wings grabbed. One wanted to beat the other, but the other did not want to let go. The man and the eagle were in a deadlock. Their narrow eyes looked at each other without blinking, trying to make the other retreat.
"Martial granduncle!"
A middle-aged youth ran along a small path from the peach blossom forest, shouting as he ran. He had an anxious look on his face, and his eyes kept looking around. It was obvious that he was looking for someone.
"What is it?" Xie Lige stopped him and asked in confusion.
When that young man saw Xie Lige's face, he immediately acted as if he had found a backer and said anxiously, "Young Gang Leader has been captured by the Holy Water Palace!"
Huh?
When Xie Li heard the words "Sacred Water Palace", his first reaction was that it was impossible. He knew that Nangong Ling had nothing to do with the Sacred Water Palace.
What was the Holy Water Palace?
It was one of the few sects in World of Martial Arts that was completely formed by women. Their palace master was Empress Yin Jellyfish, and she was very strong. Her skills were strange, and the poisonous Heaven's One Divine Water she created herself was tasteless and colorless. It was difficult for people to notice it, and one drop of it could kill dozens of adult men.
However, Xie Lige was paying attention to something else. He frowned and said, "Where are Ren Ci and the others?" His son had been captured, but he still hadn't done anything.
"Gang Leader and the others aren't with A Gang of Beggars right now."
Due to the gradual increase in their power recently, Ren Ci and the other elders had gone to a faraway place to get rid of evil for the people in order to test their current strength. Now, the only people who could take charge of A Gang of Beggars were Xie Lige and Nangong Ling.
Good, very good!
Xie Lige's face immediately turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
The young man carefully looked at Xie Lige, who was surrounded by a low pressure, and gulped. They tried to stop them at first, but they didn't expect that the group of women in white had such strong martial arts. Before they could get close, they were pushed back a few meters by their inner strength.
At that time, Nangong Ling was practicing with his eyes closed, so his perception of his body was at its lowest. Naturally, he didn't notice that someone had entered his room and was captured.
Xie Lige didn't ask where the elders went to practice, but began to ask about what happened. "Are you sure it's the people from Holy Water Palace?"
The young man said with certainty, "It's them. I also heard the leader say something about the Tianyi Holy Water being stolen."
"Stolen? Why would they come to A Gang of Beggars?"
Xie Lige smiled, but his eyes were cold. He hadn't left the mountain for a long time. The Jianghu people treated A Gang of Beggars as soft persimmons. They could come and go as they pleased, and even openly took away his nominal disciple.
This Holy Water Palace was really interesting.
Xie Lige felt that the person who gave the order was either as smart as a demon or as stupid as a pig.
When the young man below saw him like this, he immediately stopped talking and obediently stayed under the peach tree.
Xie Lige raised his hand. The large eagle in front of his arm immediately spread its wings and flew high. It let out a loud cry and circled above Xie Lige's head.
"I'm going out now. You guys need to protect the headquarters." Xie Lige stood up and stretched.
The young man immediately straightened his back and slightly lowered his head to show respect. He also used a very respectful voice to reply, "Got it."
Xie Lige nodded in satisfaction. He picked up the stick next to him and prepared to go pick a fight. When he walked to the peach tree forest, Yu Guang accidentally saw something?
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"Later, send a few people to catch insects for that peach tree!"
Xie Lige pointed at the peach tree that was about to lose all its leaves and said to the young man behind him.
"Okay!"
The young man agreed very quickly. They were originally going to move the two peach trees that looked malnourished and plant trees that looked about the same height.
After saying this, Xie Lige was immediately satisfied. He carried the stick in one hand and the wine jug in the other. His chest revealed his strong muscles and the green tattoo on his chest added a bit of unruliness to him.
On the other side, Nangong Ling was not in a good mood. Ren?
He was seriously cultivating. At a critical moment, someone barged in from outside. They did not ask what was going on and just casually started to kidnap people.
Nangong Ling was tied up and fell to the ground. He had already woken up from the critical moment of his cultivation. He raised his head and began to look around. Unsurprisingly, he found that he was no longer at the headquarters of A Gang of Beggars.
He was now in a large hall.
This hall was excessively clean. Every single piece of marble was sparkling and translucent like a piece of jade, emitting a fine white light. Between each piece of marble, there were long and narrow grooves. Within the grooves, there was running water so clear that one could see the bottom. Light and graceful white gauze hung from the suspended beams all the way to the ground.
Just as he was looking around and preparing to escape, he suddenly heard a familiar voice. "Are you Nangong Ling?"
Nangong Ling turned in the direction of the voice and was surprised to see a familiar figure tied up beside him. His first reaction was to frown. "Chu Liuxiang?"
Chu Liuxiang clearly felt that the other party did not welcome him. He touched his nose embarrassedly. "It's me!"
"How did you come to the Holy Water Palace?" Nangong Ling asked.
It would have been better if he did not ask. Once he did, Chu Liuxiang felt sullen.
Because his hands and feet were tied up, he could only express his helplessness with his expression. His tone was full of self-mockery. "Who told them to think that I stole the Tianyi Holy Water?"
"The Tianyi Holy Water was stolen?" Nangong Ling noticed the main point.
In the next second, his mind began to spin rapidly. If the Tianyi Holy Water was stolen, who would it benefit? Countless figures flashed before his eyes. Finally, he hesitated for a moment before the figure of a graceful woman. Then, he shook his head and threw out that terrifying thought.
Impossible. If it was really that person, there would be no need to go through so much trouble.
"Were you also brought here by that group of white-clothed women?" Nangong Ling thought of the scene when he came and asked curiously.
Unexpectedly, Chu Liuxiang shook his head. His pair of peach blossom eyes flowed to the bone. Even though he was trapped, he still had the image of a free and easy elegant young master. "I came here by myself."
Nangong Ling was speechless.
For a moment, he could not find an adjective to express his complicated feelings. It was the first time he had seen such a suicidal person. After hesitating for a long time, he reluctantly said something similar to praise.
"Marshal Xiang is indeed extraordinary!"
Chu Liuxiang laughed bitterly. "You're trying to say that I'm stupid, aren't you?"
Nangong Ling did not say anything. In his heart, that was indeed what he was thinking.
After answering Nangong Ling's question, Chu Liuxiang was very curious about how Nangong Ling came here. He did not forget that there was an extremely powerful Great Elder in his family. That day in the restaurant, the Great Elder only glanced at him indifferently, and he could not help but immediately take a defensive action. From this, it could be seen that the Great Elder's martial arts were profound.
Chu Liuxiang did not believe that there was someone who could catch someone right under the Great Elder's nose and come out unscathed.
When Nangong Ling heard this, he wanted to say something, but suddenly thought of something and did not say anything. He just kept saying that something went wrong while he was practicing martial arts, and that the Elders were not by his side. This group of white-clothed women just happened to take advantage of a gap and caught him here.
For a moment, the two of them had a feeling that they were in the same boat.
The two of them went back and forth, and were already somewhat familiar with each other. Their personalities were forthright and liked to call each other friends. Especially when they met the same person at the same time, they chatted even more happily.
At this time, Chu Liuxiang clearly felt that there was a different vibration in the river beside the marble, as if something unusual had happened. A figure faintly appeared behind the white veil at the side of the hall.
"Who is it?" Nangong Ling also noticed and said very warily.
Chu Liuxiang also looked in that direction. Unlike Nangong Ling's wariness, his expression was much more relaxed, and even felt a sense of familiarity. He did not know why, but he felt that the figure behind the white veil was someone he was very familiar with.
"It's been a long time since we last met, Marshal Xiang!" The voice of the figure behind the white veil was very gentle.