Where is the problem?

  She also wants to see what the problem is, whether it's a problem with her lightness skill or a problem with her internal strength.

  Nalan Lian nodded, "Women's bodies are naturally light and agile, learning qinggong is indeed suitable for you. Have you learned it before?"

  From Ming Yuqiong's walking posture, she should have had a foundation in martial arts, but her footsteps did not have the stability that a practitioner of martial arts should have, and it seemed as if she didn't have any inner strength.

  Ming Yueleng thought for a moment. Since she wanted to learn martial arts, she couldn't hide it. Otherwise, she would regret it later and wouldn't be able to blame others.

  "I've learned a bit of qinggong, but I don't know why I always fall down suddenly when I'm halfway through flying."

  "Suddenly fall down? This situation is rare, you fly once for me to see, just from here, to the yard flying a circle." Nalan Lian heard Ming Yuqiong's description, raised an eyebrow, and planned to observe before speaking.

  Everyone has different qualifications and talents for learning martial arts, it's only after trying that you'll know what suits you best.

  "Good!" Ming Yulang nodded, lowered her head and looked down. The two-story small building was about three meters away from the ground where she stood.

  Even if she doesn't fly later, she won't get hurt.

  She used the method of cultivating internal energy she had practiced for several days, slowly mobilizing her inner strength.

  This time, the inner strength flowed out from the dantian as usual, spreading to all four limbs, and the entire body felt light and airy again.

  She was overjoyed and with a toe on the railing, her whole body swung into mid-air.

  Smoothly flying to the opposite wall, Ming Yuleng turned around and flew back to the small building again. Her face suddenly turned pale, her internal strength was like when she chased the black-clothed man just now, and in an instant, it disappeared without a trace.

  Bang! He fell onto the wall and kicked his foot hard against it. What the hell is going on?!

  Nalan Lian stood on the small building, gazing at Ming Yuqiong's light movements and hand gestures. Her eyebrows furrowed slightly as her deep, mysterious gaze fell upon Ming Yuqiong's swiftly moving figure.

  Like a pure white cloud drifting slowly across the night sky at low altitude, elegant and refined. Looks somewhat familiar.

  When she saw her fall down by the wall, she swooped down in a flash, like flying flowers and fluttering willows, and landed beside her, stretching out her slender fingers to support her, saying:

  "When you fly up, your posture is fine, but your breath isn't quite normal. Let me take a look and see if there's something wrong with your internal energy?"

  Ming Yuqiong rolled up her sleeves and handed him her hand, muttering:

  "I also suspect that there's a problem with your internal energy. But looking at how quickly you flew up just now, it was really fast and impressive. Rong Ya flies much slower, his martial arts skills shouldn't be better than yours, right?"

  Nalan Lian's hands grasped Ming Yuqiong's wrist, her eyes filled with a deep meaning, yet her gaze held a hint of surprise, and she raised an eyebrow.

  "When did you see Rong Yi use his lightness skill? He hasn't shown off his martial arts in front of people for many years, and I'm not even sure what level he's at now."

  Ming Yu Kong curled her lip and said disdainfully, "Of course, if one's martial arts skills are not good, they shouldn't be displayed in public, lest it tarnish the reputation of being the number one young master of the imperial capital."

  "I saw him move at least five times slower than you. When you flew up, I couldn't see clearly, but his movements are still vivid in my memory."

  Her lightness skill was still secretly learned from Rong Yi.

  When she mentioned Rong Yi, Nalan Lian let out a light laugh and shook her head, saying:...