The Sword Dynasty

Ding Ning slowly walked out of the hole, opened the food box at the entrance of the stone temple, took out one of his own, and then sat on the stone bench at the mouth of the temple, slowly eating the warm vegetables, in my mind. Start to sort out the harvest today.

Disguised as an ordinary method of "three corpses without my own life, the nerves" is definitely a hegemonic method of the door, not only can have a better perception than the general method, but the real yuan that will be cultivated in the future will be very violent.

If the real powers of ordinary exercises are like the big waves in the rivers, then the true elements of this practice should be like the uncontrollable evil beasts in the big waves.

As for the Wildfire Sword, it is definitely a sword that has been seriously underestimated by the practitioners of Changling in these years.

The true meaning of this sword is not the wildfire, but the wildfire is not burning, and the spring breeze is born again.

Because the sword is too complicated, few people have practiced this sword, which has led to fewer people discovering the true sword of the sword.

However, for Ding Ning, complexity is not a problem.

This is the first step in resuming practice. He is very lucky and walks very well.

There was a strange night wind that blew his hair and blew his hair.

He looked up and saw a cold Li Dao machine did not know where to jump from, and shocked the cable bridge.

"follow me."

Extremely simple, even did not wait for what Ding Ning said, Li Daoji turned around and signaled Ding Ning to keep up.

"Li Dao pilot, uncle." Ding Ning looked at his face and ate a small meal: "I haven't finished eating yet."

"Some things are far more important than eating."

Li Daoji's hilt flashed a faint red light in the night, like a lantern in front of him. His footsteps did not stop at all, only the cold voice floated in the night fog.

Ding Ning shook his head helplessly, grabbed a rice ball, and quickly followed up.

The glowing hilt sways in the night and goes up.

In the night fog, there is a narrow cable bridge that is not available during the day, extending to the edge of the cliff that is not far from the highest path.

Between the cracks of the mountain covered by white clouds on a weekday, there is a flat land.

On the ground, there are even three identical grasshoppers.

In front of the grass, some of the soil was level on the ground, and even a few vegetable fields were opened, and some of the mountain leeks were planted.

"This is your future residence."

I felt that Ding Ning, who was behind him, also stepped through the narrow cable bridge and stepped on the ground. He had already walked to the side of the three grasshoppers and turned to the side of the body. He clicked on the leftmost grasshopper. Ding Ning said.

"You can also practice here on weekdays. You don't have to listen to lectures like other students. If you have any questions during the practice, you can ask me directly or Zhang Yi, but no one will be sent here. Will be sent to the stone temple of the Shidong Cave."

After thinking about it, Li Dao added another sentence.

You don't need to listen to other students like you can, you can go directly to Li Daoji... This is in the ears of other students, and it will be shocked and envied to the extent that it can't be added, because it is equivalent to the real biography of Li Daoji. However, the current Li Dao machine is the recognized first master in addition to the cave master who has not revealed the cultivation for many years.

However, when I heard these words from Li Dao, Ding Ning did not have any surprise expression. He just said softly and whispered: "Li Dao, the uncle, I usually want to live home."

Li Daoji's two thin eyebrows were provoked in an instant. He turned around and did not refuse or agree. He just looked at Ding Ning coldly and said: "Go in and read."

Ding Ning felt some strangeness in Li Daoji's look and tone. He had a astounding gaze in his eyes, no longer said anything, and walked toward the grasshopper pointed by Li Daoji.

The roof of the grasshopper is covered with ordinary thatch and covered with some yellow mud. The door panel is also the most common wooden door. However, when Ding Ning's fingers have not touched the wooden door, his body will not be noticed.

There is a sound of water in this haystack.

He took a slow breath and reached out and pushed the wooden door without lock.

The layout in the grass is extremely simple, only the one bed by the window, with the simplest bedding.

In front of the bed, there is a straw tuft for meditating.

The sound of the water is from the bottom of the futon.

Feeling that this grasshopper is full of strange and fresh spirits, Ding Ning has vaguely guessed the result. His heart beats faster than usual. He took a deep breath and went forward to remove the thick. Grass futon.

He saw that there was a fist-sized spring in the middle of the rock below his futon.

The spring water constantly fluctuates like a boil, and from time to time slowly releases a milky white aura.

Every aura is like a little white horn.

This is the legendary thread.

In the world of practitioners thousands of years ago, most of the wars occurred from the looting of the spiritual veins. Nowadays, the number of spiritual veins in the Daqin dynasty and the surrounding dynasties has been extremely rare.

For those who have the spiritual ancestors, only the most valued disciples can practice with the help of the spirit.

And this vein, and the spirit of the White Sheep Cave he heard, seems to be too far apart.

Ding Ning turned and he looked at Li Dao, hoping to get some answers.

Looking at his doubtful eyes, Li Daoji said that he would be wrong, and said with a blank expression, "This is the legendary spirit, the aura drawn from the spirit, accompanied by the practitioner's enthusiasm. The body of the practitioner will play a great role in replenishing. Just like some medicinal herbs, it can increase the practice of entering the country, but the most important thing is that these auras are the purest products between heaven and earth, without any impurities. It won't have bad side effects like some remedies."

"I know." Ding Ning looked at him and shook his head. "I don't mean this... I know that the pulse is a very powerful thing, but isn't it only the true disciple who has passed many tests that is qualified to use the spiritual practice? Otherwise I became a counter-instance. What should I do to deceive my ancestors in the future?"

When he heard such words, Li Daoji’s mouth appeared cold and ridiculous. "There are no more white sheep caves. Where can you go backwards?"

This sounds like a broken jar of words, but at this time it is full of an unyielding domineering and courage.

Ding Ning smiled a bit, and looked seriously at the little veins and the grass futons that could absorb the aura. He asked: "This is the pulse...but why this thread and the legendary spirit seem to be very Not the same, why is it so small?"

Li Daoji’s face was awkward and he did not return.

"Li Dao pilot."

Ding Ning was also silent for a moment, then looked at him more seriously and asked softly: "I heard that our Aries Cave was merged into the Qingteng Academy, because it was offended by the Queen, we are a white sheep hole, how is it offended? her?"

"Where did you hear such words." Li Daoji’s face suddenly appeared, and there was a sharp murder in his eyes. "If you want to live longer, you should not mention it."

Ding Ning didn't feel fear. He calmly looked at Li Dao's murderous eyes and whispered softly: "It's not because of offending her, but the White Sheep Cave with the pulse is not a great practitioner, how is it possible? I will give the level of practice to the Qingtian Jianyuan. Even Wang Taixu knows that you have offended her, but he does not know how to offend, otherwise I will not have to ask you at all, as if I don’t want to live long. ...I didn't live long."

Originally, Li Dao's eyes became more and more fierce, but I heard his last sentence. Li Dao’s brow wrinkled, but suddenly he felt that his words were somewhat reasonable.

The murderousness in his eyes began to dissipate.

"You don't live long, but I still want to live a few more years when I can live, so I have never said anything. What you hear, it must be an illusion."

His cold and whispered said: "She wants to plant a Linglian in the Lingquan of our Aries Cave. The fruit of Linglian can be used to refine some useful remedies. In fact, she I just want to see our attitude, because she always thinks that our attitude towards Aries Cave is somewhat problematic. After all, although the spiritual pulse is rare, but with her ability, it is not bad. It’s just our Du Qingjiao Shibo and the cave master. I am not happy to complete it... because the kind of Linglian will absorb the aura of the spiritual veins in a large amount, leading to the exhaustion of the spiritual veins. So before I feel that she has such intentions, Du Qingjiao Shibo has already divided our spiritual veins into small ones. The three shares. This is a kind of self-destruction, but the spirit of each strand is not enough to sustain the growth of the spirit."

Ding Ning is slightly lost.

He did not think that the white-haired old man who had left the Aries Cave had made such a choice.

"This is not an attitude that is rather not a jade. We don't want to offend anyone."

Li Daoji looked at the small poor veins and slowly narrowed his eyes. "We only do what we think is fair and right. Although the spirit is small, at least it can stay, now at least give Our disciples in Aries Cave are useful."

"I want to go home." Ding Ning nodded, and then said this sentence seriously.

Li Daoji’s subconscious mind was placed on his hilt and almost directly pulled out the sword to cut it. He couldn’t believe that since he knew that there was a spirituality in this place, he heard so many things, even at this time. Do not say anything else, but also directly told him to go home.

"I know that you practice very fast, but do you think it would be better to practice in the place where Wutong falls? Is it better to sit on this thread?" His chest was violently undulating, and he endured the emotions, and the cold said.

Ding Ning was very serious and looked at him innocently. He said, "I know, but I can practice here during the day. I will sleep better when I go back at night."

Li Daoji naturally didn't know the real thoughts in his heart. He looked at Ding Ning, who was serious in his face. He turned around with annoyance and walked away.

No objection was acquiescence, Ding Ning smiled happily and shouted at his back: "That will help me prepare a carriage."

......

When Li Daoji had the slogan of pulling the sword again, in the hole, Nangong Caijing had already read "Qi Tian Theory", and looking at the second "Bashan Jiaotang Master Notes", the more she looked, the more white she looked.

These two essay masters must not be particularly powerful practitioners, and the notes are very messy. Many places are even temporary perceptions of speculation and practice, but most of the records are descriptions of the strength of heaven and earth.

And most importantly, the owners of these two notes are humble and very similar in their attitude towards heaven and earth.

The master of Qitian Theory compares himself to an empty bottle like a heavenly prayer. The process of spiritual practice is like this empty bottle. In the pious prayer, God can give some heaven and earth vitality into his bottle.

"Bashan Banana Master Owner's Notes" means that when he realized the strength of the heavens and the earth, it was raining, just to see the sky and the sky outside, and countless rains flowed from the surrounding heavens and gathered in his own pond.

Compared with the surrounding heaven and earth, the pond in his own yard, including himself, is very small.

The water in the pond comes from the gift of heaven and earth, not from the harvest.

Looking at the same thoughts revealed in these two very different essays, Nangong’s heart is getting more and more shocked.

She began to feel more and more that she and her father might be wrong with the attitude of heaven and earth.

It is not that there is not enough perception. It is not that the analysis of the strength of heaven and earth is not precise and thorough, but that the attitude is too strong at the beginning.

She wants to forcibly pull the strength of heaven and earth into her body, but she is very small for the strength of heaven and earth.

So... Only recognize that you are small, only open your body and let the heavens and the earth be interested in this new container, will they enter it tentatively?

Wan Yucheng water... In the mind of Nangong Cai, there was a rainy night pond.

Numerous drops of water landed between the heavens and the earth, landed on the grass in the pond, landed on the banana leaves on the pond, and then merged into a small stream of water, slowly flowing into a pond that could not directly roll up the water.

Her heart began to violently jump and her eyes brightened like stars.