The Sword Dynasty - 332

When holding a bowl of noodles in Wutongluo every morning, Ding Ning thinks about how to enter the Minshan Jianzong and enter Baiyang Cave through Wang Taixu, only because Baiyang Cave is merged into Qingteng Sword Academy. After that, the students of Baiyang Cave also had the qualifications to participate in the Minshan Sword Club.

It’s just that any careful plan will encounter unexpected changes. In the Aries Cave, he met Li Daoji who brought him the last flower sword, met a teacher like Xue Wangxu, and met a senior brother like Zhang Yi. Junior brothers like Shen Yi.

There is also the message of Lin Zhujiu that he got before killing Song Shenshu in the fish market.

Lin Zhujiu has been in the Da Floating Water Prison for so many years. As far as Lin Zhujiu is concerned, there is no hope, but he lives with a trace of obsession.

Every time he heard the sound of water in Changling, whether it was raindrops falling from the sky or the sound of washing rice washing in the streets, he couldn’t feel at ease.

So he went a little faster this step, and went a little bit hastily.

The word “love” is his greatest weakness.

Only after experiencing many things, he understood more that the word “love” was originally more important than anything in the world, and this was the biggest difference between him and Yuan Wu and Zheng Xiu.

He can have an accident, but the grandson Qianxue can’t.

Even if he knows that the eldest son Qianxue usually doesn’t like to think about things outside of cultivation, she is actually smarter than many people, but as long as he takes this first step, Wutongluo, who was not paying attention at all, will not be the same as usual. Calm, she will fall more into the sight of others.

“Uncle Shao, when we arrive at Changling, first help me find an old bookstore.”

Perceiving the brand-new changes brought to his body by the Minshan Jianzong’s True Essence Cultivation Method, Ding Ning raised his head slightly in the carriage, and whispered to Shao Sharen, who was sitting quietly on the front of the car and driving with ease.

Shao Murder nodded slightly, without asking the reason at all, and said very simply: “Okay.”

Dingnington felt at ease.

He put down the scroll in his hand and closed his eyes.

According to Minshan Jianzong’s True Essence cultivation method, the five qi in his body flowed steadily again.

The four realms have arrived.

According to his previous practice speed, it would take him several years to get from the four realms to the five realms at the earliest. However, now he has the man of Chu Emperor Wang Yubi, plus the accident of Baiyangdong. The three-corpse slaying obtained has no self-instinct nerves, even if it is temporarily unable to obtain the God of Renewal Art, but with the cultivation method of the Minshan Sword Sect he obtained at this time, his cultivation speed will be accelerated several times.

At this time, summer has just entered, and by the winter solstice this year, everything goes well and you can enter the five realms.

The sunset will fall.

Ding Ning’s carriage was heading towards Changling, while in the opposite direction, Zhang Yi walked aimlessly on the road along the tracks of some carriage wheels.

Looking at the wasteland on both sides of the road, which looked increasingly bleak in the afterglow of the setting sun, he felt lonely and sad.

He didn’t notice, a Minshan Jianzong cultivator wearing a green jade robe appeared on the mountain in the distance behind him.

The Minshan Jianzong cultivator saw Zhang Yi’s figure, his eyes were slightly bright, and he was about to quicken his pace, but his brows were slightly frowned, and he stopped abruptly.

“What are you thinking?”

A grim voice came into Zhang Yi’s auricle.

Zhang Yi suddenly woke up with his head hanging slightly, and looking along the voice, he saw a man in black shirt standing beside the wild grass on one side.

The face of the black-shirted man was stern, and there was no trace of time on his face, but he had an aura that the nobles could not match.

Zhang Yi didn’t know the man in the black shirt, but just because the other party appeared in front of him as if he was unaware of him, he knew that the other party’s cultivation base was far superior to him. So he saluted with a slightly startled look: “Senior…”

“I know your heart is filled with a lot of emotion.”

The black-shirted man glanced at him, looked at the wasteland under the setting sun with his hand, and then said as though he mocked: “In fact, even if it is not the bleak scene of the sunset and the grass, even in the most prosperous part of Changling, many times in my heart There will also be such feelings…Changling is so big and growing more and more, why can’t even one of me be tolerated?”

Zhang Yi was stunned. He didn’t even understand the purpose of the black-shirted man, but subconsciously called out again: “Senior…”

“Ye Jiannan is my person.”

The black-shirted man waved his hand, with a great momentum, and said casually: “I don’t want Zheng Xiu to turn to, so I took a bet with her, but I didn’t expect your junior to reject my kindness, but from now on. Come, his choice is indeed right. He doesn’t need our help at all.”

Zhang Yi’s breathing stopped, and his heart was cold.

Before and during the Minshan Sword Fair, many people’s performance and identities are secrets, but after the Minshan Sword Fair is over, many people’s identities will naturally float as some details of the Minshan Sword Fair are passed on. Out of the water.

Some guesses will never be confirmed, but in the hearts of many smart people, they will faintly point to an answer.

“We are the old dignitaries among many people in Changling.” Seeing Zhang Yi’s breathing stagnation, the black-shirted man’s lips curled slightly, revealing the answer very directly.

Zhang Yi naturally knew what the three words “old powerful” in this man’s mouth meant. His face was slightly stiff and he said, “Why are you looking for me?”

“You don’t need to misunderstand anything.”

The black-shirted man looked at Zhang Yi lonely with strong self-confidence, and said, “Where do you want to go now?”

Zhang Yi hesitated, but did not answer.

The black-shirted man sneered slightly: “Accept Zheng Xiu’s arrangement and go to Yinglei, where there are not many households, to teach people to practice?”

Zhang Yi was stunned.

The black-shirted man took a look at him and said, “You don’t need to go…before you arrive, the small practice site that doesn’t even have practitioners in the four realms has disappeared. That place will be swept by horse thieves.”

Zhang Yi felt endless chill in his heart, and his eyes were filled with incredible light.

“You find it difficult to understand. I think it’s impossible for me to see the autograph handwritten to you by Zheng Xiu?” The black-shirted man saw through his thoughts and still did not give him a chance to speak. There are many ways to go for the purpose. I can’t see the letterhead Zheng Xiu gave you, but I can tell you what she wants you to do from her orders to that kind of border town? Or, when some of her will is being passed on During the process, there will be my people among the officials who are implementing them. Before you go, that place of practice and even the small Tucheng have disappeared. Naturally, you don’t need to pay attention to her orders anymore, or even to prevent your Worry too much, I can also create the illusion that you are dying on the way.”

Zhang Yi took a deep breath and resisted the shock in his heart. He looked at the black-shirted man who seemed to make the night come early, and trembled: “What do you want me to do?”

“I said before, you don’t need to misunderstand anything.”

The black-shirted man smiled faintly: “It’s just that you and your junior brother Ding Ning’s performance makes me very satisfied, very satisfied. The left and right are just to make Zheng Xiu unhappy, so I don’t mind doing more. Since Changling can’t tolerate it. You, people like you, naturally have a place in the world. I’m just introducing one place to you.”

Zhang Yi said with difficulty understanding: “Where to go?”

The black-shirted man said: “Yan, Shangdu, Xianfuzong.”

Zhang Yi’s body shook sharply, and she subconsciously said in shock: “How is it possible!”

The black-shirted man frowned slightly and looked at him calmly: “Where do you think it’s impossible?”

“Xian Fu Zong is the first sect of the Great Yan Dynasty. I am from Qin. Even if you recommend me, how could Xian Fu Zong accept me?” Zhang Yi looked at the black-shirted man and said in shock: “Not to mention even Xian Fu Zong accepts me, as a Qin, how can I go to Dayan’s sect to practice?”

“Why didn’t you accept you? A disciple whom the Minshan Sword Sect looks good to, would Immortal Fuzong look down on it?”

The black-shirted man sneered mockingly: “Since I said that, I am sure that the Xianfuzong will accept you. The key is whether you go or not… As for you, as a Qin, you don’t go to the enemy country’s sect to practice, so what if you don’t go. Go to the border of my Daqin area, and then look for a small village, a quiet life without doing anything, marry a wife and have children to spend the rest of your life, remember the life in Changling when you are old, or hear about the misery of your brothers and sisters in Changling When I met, I was weak and unable to give any more help at all?”

Zhang Yi’s body trembled constantly, his forehead and vest began to sweat, but his hands and feet were extremely cold.

The black-shirted man no longer looked at him, but turned to look at the setting sun, and slowly said: “Unlike Zheng Xiu, I will not ask you to do anything, including after you go to the fairy talisman to practice, you too Don’t feel that you have anything to do with me. Also, there is not only one Minshan Sword Sect in the world. Immortal Fuzong may not be as good as Minshan Sword Sect. Zheng Xiu will not let you stay in Minshan Sword Sect, but I can give you the same. A place to practice…As for the future, it is too long. If you have practiced the methods of the enemy country, you must be an enemy of Da Qin, but this is a joke.”

“Only the real strong can decide where his own way is.”

The black-shirted man turned his head and glanced at Zhang Yi, and then began to step on the grass to leave. His voice was then clearly transmitted into Zhang Yi’s ear: “But first you must become a real strong man.”