The Sword Dynasty - 228. Chapter 227

The middle-aged Xuanfu official retired with a chill in his heart. Before the Lushan Union, the mistress in the palace had already controlled some things in Changling to the point where it was only a trivial matter. , Is enough to make him soberly aware that she will control Changling practitioners more strictly in the future.

“Let General Liang come in.”

The lady in the palace gave a soft drink to the retired middle-aged Xuanfu official.

There were steady footsteps in the silent courtyard, and an unspeakable breath of killing poured into the study, army boots crossed the vermilion threshold, and Liang Lian appeared in front of the lady in the palace.

Without any salute, Liang Lian slowly raised his head when he walked into the study, his face was as cold as water.

“You probably find it very unpleasant.”

The indifference on the face of the lady in the palace also quickly changed to indifference. Her gaze crossed Liang Lian’s upright sword-like body and looked at the blue sky through the window lattice: “On weekdays, the empress and empress will see you in person. I will see you today. You, and asked you to wait for me, but I can tell you that if you can’t give some satisfactory explanations, I will always see you in the future.”

Liang thought of the perfect face of the queen in the harem, and a self-deprecating smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: “When is she going to drive me out of Changling?”

The lady in the palace retracted her gaze, fell on him, and said, “The Minshan Sword Society is over.”

“As soon as the Lushan League is over, she really has no patience.”

Liang Lian shook his head, then stopped saying anything, turned and left.

The face of the lady in the palace did not change the slightest, but she added quietly: “The Minshan Sword will be held in advance ten days later.”

Liang Lian was crossing the threshold of Zhu Qi, and when he heard her words, his brows suddenly frowned, and one foot he raised was slightly paused in the air.

“Minshan Jianzong will open the mountain in ten days.”

The middle-aged Xuanfu official who had left the study before Liang Lian had already boarded a black carriage waiting for him. While lowering the curtain, he whispered to a young official standing respectfully next to the car. This sentence.

The morning breeze was still cold, and the area around Zhoujia Mo Garden, which was supposed to be quiet, was tinkering and bustling.

Around a high wall that was demolished, at least five or six groups of craftsmen were busy, and the residents who had lived in the phoenix trees were carrying things to the garden. Some clothing held at the bottom of the box for many years saw the sun. The sun is everywhere in the garden. Many neighbours are overjoyed around the house they have chosen, but they are frowning and discussing what to add. Should there be a stove in such an exquisite house? The patched bedding is piled in it. Is the carved bed too shabby?

Some neighbourhoods in the nearby streets and lanes rushed to watch the excitement, admiringly telling how deep and inaccessible Mo Garden was before, and at the same time kindly reminding where the nearest market is, which can be used to wash vegetables recently. Where are the rice wells and ponds…

“The Zhou Family Mo Garden was so cold back then. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a training sword school. This wine shop has only moved here for a few days, but it is really a big joke to force it to turn it into a bazaar. ”

In the elegant room on the second floor of a tea house not far away, a middle-aged man in plain clothes sneered slightly: “Probably Zheng Xiu never imagined that this wine shop boy would use this kind of joke to express his dissatisfaction.”

“So the Sword Sect of Minshan Mountain will open in ten days?” A black-clothed man beside him smiled coldly, “If only because of the dissatisfaction of the young wine shop, the young wine shop will not be prepared enough. Time, that’s a joke for everyone.”

The black-clothed man has a handsome face and looks extremely young, but there is a hint of white in his eyebrows. There is no terrible aura on his body, but he just makes people feel a strong smell of danger.

The middle-aged man in plain clothes turned his head to look at the man in black, and said slowly: “This is something that can be foreseen…Before the Lushan League, the clan who did not make her unpleasant can still beg for peace in Changling, but she He Yuanwu did all the things they wanted to do before and after the Lushan Huimeng. From now on, it is not just a question of not irritating her, but who she chooses to be the pillars of the future Daqin and who must be eliminated. The problem.”

The black-clothed man sneered and said: “So this is a joke that Zheng Xiu deliberately made with me to everyone, she just wants to see who is not convinced. This Minshan Sword Club, but she wants to take care of my internal affairs thoroughly.”

The middle-aged man in Su Yi said with emotion: “The young man in the wine shop has sharp eyes. He uses this method to express his dissatisfaction with her, but no matter what we say, even if we don’t interfere, it is only the meaning of Li Ling and the queen. It is impossible to go long in the Minshan Swordsmanship, let alone enter the final top three.”

“Since Zheng Xiu made such a joke, why not come and have a fun.”

The black-clothed man looked at Moyuan where the black and white brilliance had been extinguished, and said lightly: “I bet this young man can enter the last top three.”

…

The Minshan Sword Meeting was suddenly advanced. This did not mean that the Queen of Qin was too small, or that the court lady who worked for her was too small to breathe with a young wine shop, but it represented a kind of wanton, or a kind of arrogance. Domineering.

In the twelfth year of the Great Qin Yuanwu, after the end of the Lushan League, this season of deep spring and early summer, the Great Qin Dynasty, which has been keeping a low profile for many years, originally stood firm on the throne and the back throne with the momentum of those who followed us prospering against us and perishing. The emperor and queen finally showed their domineering again.

In the small courtyard where the ancestors of the Zhou family lived, Ding Ning looked at Wang Taixu, who was already completely ruddy, and frowned and asked, “Is the news true?”

Wang Taixu glanced at him and said, “It’s more solid than a solid stone.”

After Ding Ning was silent for a moment, he said: “Help me prepare the carriage, I will go back to Baiyang Cave immediately.”

“What are you going to do?”

When Wang Taixu left, Changsun Qianxue’s figure appeared behind Ding Ning, and her cold voice was rare with unspeakable solemnity.

“Dozens of days have become ten days. According to normal methods, you will never have time to raise your cultivation base from the third-level middle-level to the third-level top-level. Since Zheng Xiu has clearly expressed this meaning, you are less than three years old. At the top grade, it should be difficult to win from the Minshan Sword Club. If you can’t win, you won’t be able to enter the Minshan Sword Sect to practice the decisive method you want, and you will die soon.”

“But if you use extraordinary means to raise your cultivation base to the top grade of the three realms in this short period of time…Your secrets will probably be exposed, and you will die at that time.”

“No matter which option, this seems to be a dead end, I don’t understand, so I want to know what you plan to do when you go to Aries Cave?”

Long Sun Qianxue’s long eyelashes trembled slightly, looking at the calm Ding Ning and asked.

“I will not expose the nine dead silkworms.”

“This is not a dead end without any chance…because everyone thought that I was cultivating an ordinary spiritual source avenue, but in fact, what I got from the Aries Cave Scriptures at the beginning was the three corpses. No-self natal nerves.”

…

The carriage that Zhang Yi personally drove began to gallop towards Baiyang Cave.

“Little Junior Brother…”

The wind disturbed Zhang Yi’s hair and also disturbed his heart, so that he made a mistake again, calling out his habitually called Junior Brother.

“nothing.”

Ding Ning, with his eyes closed slightly in the carriage, raised his head slightly, thought for a while, and said, “The body of the cave owner is not very good. Thinking about it from another aspect, the advancement of the Minshan Swordsmanship is a good thing.”

Zhang Yi was stunned, and suddenly felt something blocked in his throat, and was a little speechless. After a while, he nodded and said softly, “How much confidence do you have?”

“Seven percent.” Ding Ning thought for a while and said.

“Seven percent?” Zhang Yi cried out in shock.

He was truly shocked because he could hear that Ding Ning was not joking. Only he and Shen Yi and Xue Wangxu always knew that what Ding Ning wanted to do was not to enter the final top ten in the Minshan Sword Club. Or the top three, but to win the championship!

Ding Ning nodded calmly, and whispered softly to herself: “I have already bet on my life, and I can’t exchange it for a 70% certainty. That’s too weak…”

…

The mountain gate of Baiyang Cave was quiet and quiet. After a few simple conversations with a teacher-uncle, Zhang Yi and Ding Ning flew up the mountain road. Zhang Yi’s figure stopped outside the Jingjuan Cave, while Ding Ning continued to go up. Finally, it swept into the front of the grass cottage in the gorge.

As in the previous practice, Ding Ning sat down on the futon in one of the grass cottages, then calmly closed his eyes, and almost instantly entered the state of mindfulness and Vipassana practice.

However, the difference in practice in peace days is that the moment Ding Ning began to practice this time, the aura on Ding Ning’s body became violent.

There are countless silkworm sounds in his body, and these silkworm sounds give people the feeling that countless small silkworms who have been hungry for a long time are all pushing under him, doing all they can to tear the fresh mulberry leaves. , Swallowed into his own belly.

A pale light radiated from under him.

With a “poof” crack, the futon woven with some kind of spiritual grass was torn into countless pieces in an instant.

The aura that had been slowly released at this moment also turned into a violent torrent, pouring into his body at an astonishing speed.

At the same time, the right hand he was holding on to the Buddha became transparent, and countless stars appeared.

His five fingers were slowly opened by a strange force.

Wang Yubi, who was originally pure white, hovered in his palm, flying around countless lines formed by starlight, like an independent small world.

Ding Ning’s body shook slightly, and there were five continuous soft noises in his body, as if five shackles had been opened, and the aura outside him was violent again!

His complexion became a bit sickly red, and then wisps of colorful glow came out of his skin continuously, becoming more and more intense, as if burning blazing outside his body!