Marquis of Grand Xia

??? The moon shines in the sky. In the wooden house under the mountain, Ning Chen sits at the table, wiping the sword of the king with the help of the lights, and sealing the sword for nearly ten years. Except for taking it out a few days ago to scare Xuanwu, there is no more Used.

The battle with people, the sword is ruthless, hurts, and kills, just a thought, he killed too many people, do not want to let the sword in his hand stain the blood.

Hopefully, in this competition of the 100 dynasties, this sword does not need to be unsheathed again, so it will be fine.

He came to Nanling this time to find a way to rescue the ghost girl. In his life, he owed too much affection. No matter what method he used, he would rescue the ghost girl.

"Son, don't you rest yet?"

The wooden door creaked and asked softly if the thread entered.

"It's about to take a break, yes. In two days, Hongzhu and I will move first, and you go together," Ning Chen said.

"This time it's the right thing, if you don't go, if you don't go, you will drag on your son," Ruoxi smiled softly and responded.

"It's okay, it's so decided." Ning Chen knew Ruoxi's worries and didn't say more, and decided directly for him.

Nanling is different from China. In this unfamiliar place, if only he can rely on him, she cannot be left alone. Moreover, this girl is not beside him, he will not be relieved along the way.

If there is a trace of joy in the eyes without a trace, although she does not want to cause trouble to the son, she still wants to go with the son in her heart.

"Dangdang"

At this moment, the door of the room knocked, and a pleasant voice came, saying, "Brother, have you rested?"

"It is red bamboo" Ruoxi said softly.

Ning Chen frowned lightly. At this time, what did she do down the mountain?

"Come in," Ning Chen said.

When Hongzhu pushed open the door and saw Ruoxi was in the house, he gave a slight sigh of relief and stepped forward, respectfully saying, "Hongzhu is here to express his gratitude to his brother for giving the sword. Thanks to this sword, Hongzhu can be lucky. "

"You should not thank me, but your Master and Yuheng Sect Master. My deal with them is to help Yuheng win the first three seats of this competition. The stronger your strength, this time The more likely the transaction is to succeed, "Ning Chen said calmly.

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If you ca n’t see it, you can beat your son without leaving any traces, and whispered, "People at Hongzhu have n’t forgotten to say thank you so late. "

Since the death of the grandson, the son's temper has become more indifferent. She is not as good as the lady, she can only try to persuade.

"Sit down" Hearing Ruoxi's reminder, Ning Chen sighed in his heart, his tone softened a little, Tao said.

Sin Hongzhu glanced gratefully at Ruoxi and sat down at the wooden table. Every time she talked to her brother, she felt very nervous. She was afraid to say a wrong sentence. She had known each other for so long, even though her brother would have questions about her one by one. Answer, but no matter how many times she came, the brother ’s attitude was no different from the first meeting. The calm was like facing an ordinary stranger.

"Brother, please give this sword a name." Honghong Zhu will take out the Qi Feng in the sheath and whisper.

Ning Chen looked at the sword in front of him and was silent. After a long time, he said, "The fragrance of no zero"

Hearing this name, the sorrowful red bamboo was startled, and a flash of bright color flashed in the eyes, and Fanghua, which never faded, did that mean?

The name is simple and understandable, with the most heartfelt blessings, Ning Chen took the name very carefully and met each other. Although it was only a nominal brother and sister, he still sincerely wished that the red bamboo was like a sword in the sheath, Qing Shi Fanghua , Never fade.

"The name Hongzhu likes it very much, thank you brother" said Hongzhu softly.

After he finished speaking, Hongzhu hesitated for a moment, but he still said, "Brother Zhu understood some of the words he said on Biaowutai today, but he couldn't figure out any deeper meaning in it. Pointing

Brother said that the sword is a soldier of murder, but this does not seem to be too difficult to understand, and she can't think of it. It has nothing to do with why there is such a big gap between them.

"If I want to kill you, how much do you think you hope to survive?" Ning Chen asked the polished sword of the King of Yan on the table.

"I don't have one in Chengdu", thought Hong Hongzhu for a moment and said the truth.

Although her cultivation level is higher than that of her elder brother, her real strength differs too much. Compared with the competition on Wutai today, the feeling of being blocked one by one, it really made them feel deeply powerless.

She couldn't really figure out why they had practiced hard for many years and the proud moves would be flawed in the eyes of the seniors. Could it be that they did not practice enough?

"wrong"

Ning Chen looked at the woman in front of her and explained, "In fact, it is very difficult to kill a strong man of the Three Disasters. The survival instinct of people in desperation is beyond imagination. The reason why you think so is because you never have Experienced such a desperation "

In order to deal with the abbot of Du'e Temple, it was so difficult for the princes, Wujun and Siji Realm Master, even if he repeatedly arranged his back, but when it came to the battle, unexpected variables appeared repeatedly.

They are like this, and he himself is the same. In desperation, in order to survive, people's will and potential will become terribly terrible, and even reversing the battle situation is not absolutely impossible.

Of course, if the opponent's strength reaches the level of Pluto, everything is another matter. After all, the gap between humans and gods can no longer be changed by will.

"Your sword will instinctively become your last reliance when you are most dangerous. By that time, the essence of the sword will be very clear, kill your opponent, and then survive" Ning Chen calmly said.

No one would think of the nonsense of benevolence, morality, and morality when he was in desperation. He could not do it, nor could the legendary ancient sages.

Ashamed Hongzhu seemed to understand, and his eyes flashed confused, and said, "Hongzhu still doesn't quite understand. What does this have to do with the strength gap between me and my brother?"

Ning Chen did not worry, patiently, "I asked you the question just now, you answer it again"

"I don't have any hope." As Hong Hongzhu didn't know it, he answered it again according to his brother's words.

"In fact, from my point of view, you are not impossible, but from your point of view, it will only be the answer. This is the gap between us now."

Speaking of which, Ning Chen's words were slightly paused, and he thought about it and explained more generally, "The reason why you think you have no hope is because you only see your current strength, but not your own potential. However, this potential will only be revealed when you encounter a real life-and-death threat. "

"You have never experienced such a moment before, so your current strength is only what you can see"

"But when one day you really encounter a life-and-death crisis, if you are fortunate enough to survive, you will write down all your feelings at that time, maybe it is a move, or an enlightenment, or maybe the trace of each sword, carefully remembered , Learn to turn the potential of this crisis into a part of your own strength "

"Do you understand now?" Ning Chen asked.

Talent is indeed very important in the way of martial arts. This point is not much different from that of the falling star, but the decisive difference between the two is that Luo Xingchen experienced too many life and death battles and strength when he betrayed the Zhao family. Because of the rapid progress, in the end, he could even compete with the Zhao family's third giants in the third disaster.

Sin Hongzhu nodded and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. These words didn't sound easy. I'm afraid it would be even more difficult to do. I don't know what the brothers have experienced in the past before they are like monsters.

The beating lights are already a bit bleak. If you pity to pick up the wick to make the lights brighter, the son said, to what extent can the strength of Hongzhu be improved before the competition in the 100 dynasties, the final result will be Vital.

She doesn't know much about martial arts, but she also knows that the son is only half-length, and it is difficult to rely on one's own strength to suppress all opponents from the hundred dynasties. When there is no time to help each other, he has the power to protect himself.

The previous battles between hundreds of dynasties have strict age restrictions, which is why she did n’t worry too much about her son. As long as the opponent is not a monster that has lived countless years, no matter how amazing the genius, the son will not lose .

The doubts in my heart were answered. At this time, Hong Zhu noticed that the table was gorgeous and noble, unlike the purple Excalibur of the ordinary soldier, and there was a look of surprise on his face, saying, "Brother, is this your sword?"

"That's right"

Ning Chen whispered that this was the sword of the king and the sword of the ghost girl. Before she woke up, he would take care of it for the time being.

"Can I see it?" Hongzhu asked.

"Yep"

Ning Chen nodded, but did not refuse.

Su Hongzhu took the sword, and before the slender hand touched the blade, he felt a strong repulsive force, the most holy, and no outsiders were allowed to touch it.

Yanshuang Shuangbing ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ One is sacred and the other is evil, symbolizing the distinctness of the Lord of the Earth to reward good and punish evil.

In the world, no one can use this pair of swords except the King Yan. Ning Chen can only rely on the similar holy power of Fengyuan to barely get the approval of the Excalibur, but it is also difficult to play this sword in the hands of the King. The power that destroys the world.

Perhaps, one day, when the ghost girl wakes up, this sword will once again show the charm of the past.

"Senior Brother's sword seems to have not been used in a long time," Mu Hongzhu returned the sword and said.

"Ten years, I hope it won't be used this time," Ning Chen's eyes flashed a deep color, and said.

"Red Bamboo Girl, it's not too early, and the son is about to rest." At this moment, Ruoxi said quietly, quietly.

Astonished at the red bamboo, he immediately understood and got up to say goodbye, "Thank you, Brother, for today's doubts. The road to the mountain at night is difficult. Red Bamboo went back first."

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