In the fight, the two swords would occasionally collide, creating dazzling sparks. But the three people sitting in the pavilion strangely did not hear any sounds of weapons colliding. Ye Li leaned against the pillar of the pavilion, her eyes slightly closed as she seriously felt the energy flow in the air. She finally found that undetectable but unparalleled energy vibration. That was the vibration caused by the internal power of the two people when they fought.
This fight lasted for four whole hours. However, even though none of the three spectators were able to see a single move clearly, they didn't show the slightest bit of impatience. Ye Li suddenly felt a sharp charge in the air towards her brain. She hurriedly opened her eyes. She saw the two figures, one blue and one white, retreat to the sides.
"Big Brother!" Leng Liuyue exclaimed softly. She leapt out and reached out to protect Ling Tiehan who was on the verge of collapse. Ling Tiehan released Leng Liuyue's hand and waved his hand to indicate that she did not need to worry. Then he turned to look at Mo Xiuyao and said with a smile, "Prince Ding really is a genius. This seat admires you." Although Mo Xiuyao was still standing ramrod straight, his expression wasn't any better than Ling Tiehan's. It was just that both of their eyes were filled with carefree joy. He smiled and said, "Pavilion Master Ling's literary skills are exquisite. This King also admires it. I have benefited greatly from today's fight. Many thanks, Pavilion Master Ling. "
Ling Tiehan laughed brightly and said, "We do not need to say such pleasantries. This seat has not come in vain to be able to fight Prince Ding. This seat will leave first and will not disturb Prince Ding and Wang Fei. "
"Pavilion Master Ling, take care," Ye Li said softly as she walked out of the pavilion. She walked to Mo Xiuyao's side to look at him. He had used too much energy and his internal power had been greatly exhausted. He also had some internal injuries that were not serious. In this kind of evenly matched expert level competition, it was considered light. He let out a sigh of relief.
After watching Ling Tiehan and the other two descend the mountain, Ye Li helped Mo Xiuyao into the pavilion and asked, "How are your injuries? Can we go down the mountain now? "
Mo Xiuyao smiled bitterly and helplessly. "I've been neglecting my cultivation for the past few years. My injuries seem to be more serious than Pavilion Master Ling's."
In terms of cultivation, Mo Xiuyao was indeed inferior to Ling Tiehan. Not to mention the fact that there were so many military and civil affairs in the northwest that he had to deal with personally, just his identity as Prince Ding meant that he could not spend a lot of time on martial arts cultivation. Ling Tiehan, on the other hand, had to spend at least half a year cultivating behind closed doors. If Ling Tiehan's current achievements were 30% talent and 70% hard work, then Mo Xiuyao's would be 70% talent and 30% hard work. But now, it seemed that hard work in cultivation had a more solid foundation. Mo Xiuyao could not help but admit that even if he did not lose to Ling Tiehan, he was still slightly inferior.
"We're not of the same mind. Or does Prince also plan on becoming the number one person in the martial arts world?" Ye Li did not plan on comforting him and only said lightly. No matter how high Mo Xiuyao's martial arts were, he still needed to focus on the Mohist army and the people of the northwest. Even if he became the number one expert in the world, he could not rely on himself to sweep the world. There was nothing wrong with working hard to improve one's own strength, but if one only focused on improving one's individual strength and ignored the bigger picture, then it would be putting the cart before the horse.
Mo Xiuyao originally did not have any intention of harping on this. He said this in front of Ye Li to seek comfort. Hearing Ye Li say this, he naturally did not mind. He smiled and said, "This place is not bad. If we go back to the city, people will disturb us. I want to rest here for a while. Li, can you wait for me? " Ye Li nodded in agreement. Mo Xiuyao did not say anything else. He sat in the pavilion and closed his eyes to circulate his internal energy to heal himself.
Mo Xiuyao sat there for half a day and an entire night. He did not know if it was because of Miss Mu Rong at the foot of the mountain, but on this day, no one came up to the mountain to play.
Ye Li did not disturb Mo Xiuyao. At night, she casually picked a few wild fruits not far from the pavilion and ate them. The next morning, when the sun rose from the sea of clouds in the east, Mo Xiuyao finally opened his eyes.
His eyes, which had just opened, flashed with a bright light. His originally cold exterior seemed to have a trace of gentleness. Mo Xiuyao turned his head to look at the girl leaning against a pillar and sleeping. His eyes filled with endless tenderness. When Mo Xiuyao stood up, Ye Li opened her eyes, "Done?"
"It's been hard on you Li Li. How about you sleep a bit more?" Mo Xiuyao hugged her and looked at his body as he spoke softly. Ye Li shook her head. She leaned against his chest for a while before saying, "Let's go down the mountain. I'm a bit hungry. You haven't eaten for a day, so you must be hungry too. " Not resting for one or two nights was nothing to them. Moreover, she had leaned against him to sleep for half the night. Ye Li did not like to starve herself if there was no need. Mo Xiuyao hugged her and laughed in a low voice, "Alright, then let's go down the mountain."
Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li not returning for an entire night did not affect anyone. Ren Qi Ning did notice, but he had many things to do. Naturally, he did not have time to ask about the whereabouts of these two people whose identities he did not even know yet. So when the city gates opened early in the morning, Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li strolled back to the inn in the capital without attracting anyone's attention. The two sat in the main hall of the inn and ordered breakfast. As they ate, they listened to the people who were also eating talk about what happened at Zhao Ning Temple yesterday.
Miss Murong's grand appearance at Zhao Ning Temple naturally attracted the attention of countless people. It was said that at the entrance of the temple, a sudden breeze blew off Miss Murong's veil. The beauty of the woman under the veil was peerless, causing many heroes of Jianghu to be intoxicated. A perfectly good Buddhist holy land was suddenly filled with charm and gentleness.
Ye Li listened with interest. She tilted her head and asked Mo Xiuyao, "Is Miss Murong really that peerless?" She had also seen Miss Murong. Although only her eyes could be seen because of the veil, Ye Li felt that at least that pair of eyes could not compare to Su Zui's, Concubine Liu's, or even Yaoji's. Under that pair of eyes, Ye Li felt that even if Miss Murong really was a beauty, it would not be to the point of being peerless.
Mo Xiuyao indifferently said, "It's only so-so." Ye Li tilted her head and looked at him. She smiled and said, "Prince has high standards." In this world, Mo Xiuyao had seen almost all of the women who were famous for their beauty. It was no wonder that he did not like Miss Murong. Mo Xiuyao looked at Ye Li with a smile that was not a smile and softly said, "I naturally have high standards. Otherwise, how could I have such a good wife like Miss Li?" Ye Li curled her lips. Did he choose her? But after all these years, Ye Li also understood that if Mo Xiuyao really did not want to marry her, there were many ways to stop this marriage. "Then I still have to thank Prince for thinking so highly of me?"
"Wife, you don't have to be so polite. This husband also has to thank wife for not disliking me." These two people were not easy to deal with.
If they did not want to marry her, don't even mention that it was a marriage arranged by Mo Jingqi, even if it was the Heavenly Emperor, they would still be able to make it disappear.
"What is Miss Murong's intention?" Ye Li frowned and asked in a low voice. It just so happened that the wind blew off the veil at the entrance of the temple. This kind of inexplicable coincidence really made people speechless. Only those who had used the veil knew how much wind was needed to blow it off.
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