The Sword Dynasty

"Following the ancestors to see such a grand event, it will definitely be of great benefit..." Ding Ning was silent for a moment and said: "It’s just that although I am practicing outside, I am a student of Qingteng Jianyuan. I have to leave Changling to go to Lushan. I also need permission from the teacher."

"If there is no accident, today's holy will start." Zhou Jia's ancestors did not first respond to Ding Ning's words, but slowly said this sentence first, then looked at Ding Ning and said: "You naturally need the permission of the teacher, But if you really want to follow me, you need to be faster."

"The younger generation understands." Ding Ning complimented the head.

Zhou’s ancestors smiled with satisfaction and said: “Then go, there will be a horse-drawn carriage waiting in Zhoufu. If you can go, you can leave at any time.”

......

Zhang Yi always looked at the lanes nervously. When Ding Ning walked back, he immediately greeted him and whispered: "Ding Ning, the younger brother of Zhou, came to you so early, is there anything important?"

Ding Ning sighed and said: "He asked me to go with him to Lushan."

"Go to Lushan?"

Although Zhang Yi's temperament is somewhat overly generous, but her mind is also extremely intelligent, he immediately responded to what it meant. It was very dignified: "Lushan League, the world's highest practitioners gathered, can be said to be the biggest event in the world of practitioners. There must be a confrontation between these supreme practitioners. Even if you just feel the realm, I am afraid that it will be of great benefit to future practice. However, everyone knows this, my Daqin Dynasty, the Great Chu Dynasty, and the Daqi Dynasty. And the Great Yan Dynasty, how many practitioners will go around Lushan, what happens in the end, but no one knows."

After the pause, Zhang Yi looked at Ding Ning, and said more and more: "Because there has never been such a league before, there is no such thing, there is no example for reference."

Ding Ning hasn't answered yet. There is an old voice in the small courtyard behind him. "You said so much, you must know all of Ding Ning's younger brother, the key is to see what he thinks."

Zhang Yi immediately turned around. "The cave master, are you already awake?"

Xue Forgot sitting on the bed, slowly draping his clothes, and said to the outside: "When you are at my age, you will know that even if you want to sleep, it will easily wake you up with a little noise."

Zhang Yi, who has already arrived at the door, swears and swears: "It’s really a disciple’s voice is too loud."

"I am too old, what is the relationship with you, you come in." After Xue Zengxu and other two people entered the door, they looked at Ding Ning and asked: "There is no predecessor to go to Lushan. The key lies in how you think."

Ding Ning looked at him and said very simply: "I want to go."

"Since you have decided to go, then go." Xue Forgot looked at Ding Ning and said, "It seems that you are only thinking about security."

Ding Ning was deeply stunned by Xue Forgetting, and he also took a serious bow to Zhang Yi.

"Little teacher... No, Ding Ning, brother, are you?" Ding Ning rarely confronted Zhang Yi so solemnly, so I saw Ding Ning doing this, Zhang Yi suddenly had some trouble.

"I am not in Changling's time. The cave owner relies on you and Shen Shen's younger brother to take care of you. You must take good care of him and wait for me to come back." Ding Ning looked at Zhang Yi and said calmly: "Lushan Road is far away, and Lushan The League will end. When I return, the Shaoshan Sword Club will also begin."

Zhang Yi thoroughly understood Ding Ning's meaning and also an extraordinary solemn return. He said: "My brother and I will take good care of Xue Dongzhu, waiting for Ding Ning's younger brother to come back and shine at the Songshan Swordsmen. The hole brings real scenery."

"The sword on the freehand scroll is enough to compete with any sword. The Aries sword is also a big deal. I hope that my brother can go further." Ding Ning seriously thought for a moment and said to Zhang Yi: "I will send a brother again." In the words, the rain is light and dusty, and the rain is soft, but you can wash away the lead, the Aries picks the corner, and the intention is to be held together. The two really do not necessarily have something in common."

Zhang Yiyiyi couldn't understand the meaning of Ding Ning's words for a while, but he subconsciously felt that these words were extremely important. For a time, these words were very clear in his heart.

Xue forgets the fact that he is involuntarily frowning, and then suddenly smiles like a feeling, watching Ding Ning said: "It seems that I am not a master, you are the master."

Ding Ning shook his head and said: "If the disciple is a master, the teacher is naturally the true master."

Xue forgot to laugh.

Zhang Yi looked at them even more unclearly. Xue forgot to smile slightly and looked at him and said, "You will get to know it."

......

The Zhou family ancestors did not leave the Wutong fall too far. Since the ink garden was out, he could not easily go back.

In his view, Ding Ning could not refuse his proposal.

Since this wine shop teenager has gained a powerful means of condensing the stars in his own body, it will naturally feel that following his own will have greater benefits, which is a temptation for any practitioner to refuse.

However, he did not know Ding Ning's unparalleled understanding of his temperament.

Ding Ning walked out of the small courtyard where Xue was forgotten, went to a shop not far from the neighborhood, and confessed a few words to a man inside.

Then he went back to the wine shop, and as if he was in peace, it seemed that nothing happened.

The long-term Sun Xuexue understood his intentions and ignored him.

Just half an hour later, a carriage stopped at the alley, and Fusu walked out of the compartment and hurried into the wine shop.

"How is it so good today? It is interesting to find me in the early morning. Is there any interesting thing?" Upon seeing Ding Ning sitting in the wine shop, Fusu asked with a smile.

"It's not something interesting, it's a dangerous thing."

Ding Ning waited for Fusu to come over and sat opposite, then said: "You should know Zhou Jia?"

Fusu slightly frowned, looked at him and said: "You said Zhou, it should refer to the Zhou family with ink garden. You said that there are dangerous things, is Zhou family looking for you trouble?"

Ding Ning did not answer his words, but calmly asked: "Do you know Zhou's ancestors?"

Fusu did not answer his words, but his look was strange: "Is he still not dead?"

Ding Ning shook his head and said: "I passed him by a condensed means. Now he asked me to go with him to Lushan."

Fusu was shocked: "Go to Lushan?"

Ding Ning nodded and looked at his shocked eyes calmly. He said: "You must understand that it is very dangerous to go to Lushan. I am looking for you. I want to ask if you want to go with me."

Fusu took a deep breath and said: "Do you want me to accompany you?"

Ding Ning did not have any explanation, just looked at him and nodded.

Fusu was somewhat moved.

He believes that it is a true friend who can live and die with each other. He thinks Ding Ning sees him as a true friend.

But then, he was a little scared and bowed: "I don't know if I will leave the Changling to Lushan."

"wait for me!"

But he immediately raised his head again and looked at Ding Ning: "I will ask the family, as long as the family agrees, I will accompany you."

Ding Ning looked at him and nodded.

Looking at Fusu's unusually clean eyebrows, he couldn't understand it. How could a complicated person like Yuanwu Emperor and Zheng S sleeve have such a son who is totally different from them.

......

Fusu wants to ask the opinions of the family, and his problems will naturally pass to the study of the hostess in the depths of the palace.

There was no mysterious light between the Queen’s fingers, but in her perception, beyond the endless heights, the pale flames that did not belong to this heaven and earth, but like the goblins, happily wrapped around the handle The small sword of scrap iron.

In the rune deep in the sword of black iron, such as scrap iron, slowly absorbs the power in the pale flame, and some tiny particles that have been damaged begin to emit pale crystal light, like rusted iron filings. Converted into gems.

"Zhou's ancestors are still not dead... I have been hiding in Zhoujia Moyuan for so many years, what do I want to do now?"

Listening to the return of the palace lady in front of her, she said to herself indifferently.

"Since Fusu wants to go, let him go."

The next moment, her face was always perfect, she looked up slightly and looked at the palace lady in front of her.

The natural ability to report these things in front of her is not a general palace lady, so when I heard this sentence, the palace lady did not directly retreat, but hesitated: "The goddess, this seems to violate the meaning of the holy... Not too bad."

"What do you know."

The Queen yelled at one sentence, but she was not angry. Instead, her mouth smirked a strange smile: "How can he take care of my arrangement, and if he tries to figure out what he means, it is really bad." Not to mention that Fusu is too clean, it is good to let him go to see people's sinister dangers."

Except for the last sentence, the palace girl still does not understand.

The Queen then glanced at her again and said faintly: "You should understand that our most important relationship is first of all a husband and wife. Only by putting this relationship above everything else will it be really good, everything in Changling." It will be truly stable."

After saying this, she looked out into the sky, slowly and with some pride said: "Now the Holy Spirit should have already set off."

The body of the palace lady was slightly shocked, and she could not help but look at the sky behind her.

The Holy Spirit has already set off, and now the vast Changling, it is all in the hands of the hostess in front of her.