The Sword Dynasty

There are countless schools of practice in the world, and the congenital physique of each practitioner is different. So in the past hundreds of years, I don’t know how many master-level characters of the Kaishan School have been created, how many kinds of exercises have been created, and created. How many powerful ways to borrow the power of heaven and earth.

In the Daqin dynasty, Minshan Jianzong and Lingxu swordmen studied the means of imperial sword to the extreme, while the many monks of Chu, Dayan and Daqi dynasty, who were eyeing each other, were in refining tools, fulu, and yinqi. This way, the practitioners of the other dynasties could not be reached.

Even the dying Han, Zhao, and Wei dynasties, in addition to hundreds of tantras, the Nanyang Danzong of the Han dynasty, the sword furnace of the Zhao dynasty, and the Yunshui Palace of the Wei dynasty, are practicing exercises and practices. In terms of means, only a few sects in the world can reach it.

However, of all the cultivation methods, the Nine Dead Silkworm Divine Skill is undoubtedly the most powerful and mysterious.

No one knows the origin of this practice, it is only vaguely speculated that this is a practice practiced by the invincible Youdi who established the Great You Dynasty hundreds of years ago.

There is even speculation that the reason why the Youdi, who was the strongest practitioner of the year, died when he was in his fifties, was because of the unexpected practice of this practice.

The reason for this speculation is that after the Emperor, all the most stunning characters in past dynasties have obtained this skill, but all those people, including the one who is almost taboo among all the population of the Great Qin Dynasty , Did not dare to practice this practice.

If no one practices, no one in the world knows the power and magic of this practice.

It’s just that the practitioners of the later generations know from the records of some bamboo slips left by the You Dynasty, that in the practice of this practice, many people will be killed... and when they touch the true elements of the other practitioners, they will send out like a thousand The sound of worms gnawing.

However, the practitioners at that time were sure that this kind of exercise could not directly devour other people's true elements to improve some of their cultivation practices, just like the several magic skills of the Daqi Dynasty.

What's the use and meaning of the true voice that touches the opponent's true yuan and makes such a worm's bite?

This inexplicable speculation alone makes people feel more mysterious and frightened.

However, what made Song Shenshu extremely frightened at the moment was not because of the practice itself, but because the practice eventually died in the hands of that person.

That man used to have many lobbies.

And Song Shenshu, many years ago, was just one of the humblest drivers who helped the man’s doorman.

Now, the Nine Dead Silkworm Divine Skill, which should have disappeared completely with the death of the man, appeared very real in front of him, carrying countless images in his heart, and countless pictures that he deliberately did not think about, all at once Pressed on him as usual.

His body was even more immobile, his body twitching violently.

He began to realize that what was circulating in Changling a few days ago was actually true.

...

Ding Ning looked at Song Shenshu, his movements did not stop at all, his fingertips were like smoothing the folds on Song Shenshu's shirt, and carefully swept every red-red true element on Song Shenshu's body surface.

Along with countless spring nibbles like mulberry, red scarlet real elements disappeared under his fingertips.

"How is the taste of selling friends seeking honor?" While doing these, he was serious, as if he really wanted to get answers, and asked Song Shenshu softly.

Hearing this sentence, Song Shenshu was finally convinced of his inference, and his fear finally returned to his situation. "Don't kill me!" He was sweating and shaking the already stiff throat muscles, making a hoarse and unpleasant voice.

"The debt is about to be paid."

Ding Ning looked at him with the gaze of the poor worm, "You tell me, besides this life, what else can you use to pay the debt?"

Song Shenshu's eyes were almost covered by his sweat. He opened his eyes hard and hurriedly said: "If... If I tell you some secrets that are more important than my life, can you let me live?"

Ding Ning's brow furrowed slightly. He pondered for a few moments and said, "Yes."

Song Shenshu's eyes glowed with hope, but hesitated for a while.

Ding Ning sneered: "You should know the name of his sword."

Song Shenshu's eyes lit up.

"When Li Guanlan was killed, the person who betrayed him was Mu Zi. Now he is renamed Liang Lian."

He controlled his increasingly stiff throat, rubbing and making an unpleasant sound, telling the first secret he thought was the most important.

Ding Ning's eyes dimmed imperceptibly.

Those familiar names are a lot of debts for him.

"Liang Lian?"

"Tiger Wolf North Army General? The military is full, the next one who is most hopeful to be sealed?"

His brow furrowed deeply and said to himself.

"It's him." Song Shenshu's desire to survive is getting stronger and stronger. Although the voice is more difficult, the voice is louder.

"Only these? You should understand that as long as you say these are true, without you, I will find out in the future." Ding Ning raised his head and looked at him indifferently.

Song Shenshu swallowed hard, his heart beating violently.

He knows that the secret he will export next will definitely satisfy the other party, but he is also very clear that if people know that the secret is spoken by his mouth, then his future results will be even more miserable than now.

"Lin Zhuojiu is not dead yet." He looked at Ding Ning with a begging look and hissed.

Ding Ning's body shook, and his face lost his calmness for the first time, exclaimed: "What are you talking about!"

"He was locked in the cell in the deepest part of the water cell."

Song Shenshu felt that his heart must jump out of his throat, "Yan Xiang wanted to get some secrets of spiritual practice from him, so he never killed him... People outside thought he was dead, even Li Xiang They don’t even know this secret.

Ding Ning's face calmed down. He was silent for a moment and asked seriously: "How do you know this secret?"

Song Shenshu didn’t dare to look into his eyes, "Because no useful thing can be dug out of his mouth, Yan Xiang thought about some methods... He once made people commit fake robbery, and some of the people who were in prison were Lin. People you know before cooking wine."

"You are also one of the people that Lin Zhuojiu knows, but he doesn't know that you are already all serious people." Ding Ning's face was calm and calm, "What about later?"

Song Shenshu said with difficulty: "I don't know where something went wrong, Lin Bojiu was not fooled at all."

"His mind is more careful than Yan Xiang. How could those tricks deceive him?" Ding Ning lowered his head slightly and said softly: "He must be uncomfortable now."

Song Shenshu didn't know how to answer the call, he didn't say anything.

Ding Ning did not look at him, but said softly again: "No?"

Song Shenshu's heart beat again violently.

He heard that the other party was not satisfied.

"I..." So he shivered and said the last extremely important secret he knew. "The legendary Gushan Jianzang should exist, and most of the clues may be in the hands of Baishui in the Yunshui Palace."

"Gu Shan Jian Zang?"

Ding Ning breathed slightly, and this was another piece of news that he had never thought of.

According to legend, Gushan Jianzong is a very mysterious and powerful sect. I don’t know when it originated or when it died out, but there have been rumors that this sect has a secret hidden in it, which contains many The greatest treasure.

In addition to some lost practice techniques, what makes all practitioners more emotional are some elixir and refining materials that have disappeared.

As more and more things related to Gushan Jianzong were discovered, the practitioners in the world can already be sure that Gushan Jianzong and the secret possession do exist, but where is this "Gushan Jianzong"? Exact clues.

"How do you know?" Ding Ning's eyes blinked, and he looked up and asked Song Shenshu again.

"Shendujian once brought several pieces of jade jade fragments to Jingshiku for identification. The text on the fragments was very peculiar. After a thorough examination of the classical, we found that it was the unique text of Gushan Jianzong."

Song Shenshu said with a short breath: "And I secretly checked that the people of the gods and prisons had fought with the remnants of the Yunshui Palace. They determined that there were more such fragments of jade jade in the hands of the remnants of the Yunshui Palace."

Ding Ning did not speak for a while.

Even the practitioners of Yunshui Palace are now as hidden as those of Zhao Jianlu, but as long as they are willing to spend time, they can always find some clues.

"Anymore?"

After dozens of breaths, he looked at Song Shenshu and asked again.

Song Shenshu looked at him helplessly, his brain gradually blank.

He couldn't think of a secret with enough weight.

"well."

Ding Ning looked at his face and nodded with satisfaction. He leaned down and leaned into his ear. "In this case, you can die."

Song Shenshu's eyes were incredibly wide.

At this time, a force of energy easily penetrated his heart, cutting off the blood vessels that are most important to a person's life.

"you…"

He couldn't believe that his life was about to end. A stiff hand didn't know where the strength came from, grabbing Ding Ning's clothes corner.

"It's strange why I kill you untrustworthy, right?"

Ding Ning looked at his gradually enlarged double pupils and whispered: "He is the most promising person in the world, so you think the disciples under his door will also keep their promises."

"It's a pity that he is already dead. Can the set under his door still be used now?"

Ding Ning calmly broke apart Song Shenshu's finger, and then said.

Song Shenshu heard this sentence clearly, he felt the anger of being deceived, but in the next moment, he only heard a strange sound in his throat.

That was his last breath.

He died with endless remorse.