The Sword Dynasty

Ding Ning slowly walked out of the Jingjuan hole, opened the food box placed at the entrance of the stone hall, took out his own copy, and then sat on the stone bench at the entrance of the hall, slowly eating the warm vegetables and mind, Start to sort out today's harvest.

Disguised as a common exercise method, "Cut Three Corpses Without Self-Destructive Nerve Nerve" is definitely an overbearing exercise method. Not only can it have a better perception than ordinary exercise methods, but it will definitely be very violent in the future.

If the true element formed by ordinary exercises is like a big wave in the river, then the true element of this exercise should be like a big wave that contains uncontrollable evil beasts.

As for the wildfire sword scripture, it is definitely a sword scripture that has been seriously underestimated by the practitioners of Changling in recent years.

The true meaning of this sword scripture is not the wildfire, but the wildfire can't be burned, and the spring breeze blows again.

Because the sword power is too complicated, few people originally practiced this sword scripture, which led to fewer people discovering the true sword meaning of this sword scripture.

But for Ding Ning, complexity is not a problem.

This is the first step in resuming spiritual practice. He was lucky and walked well.

A strange night wind blew out, disturbing his hair.

He raised his head and saw that Li Daoji, who had a cold face, did not know where to jump from, and the bridge was shaken.

"follow me."

It was extremely simple, and he didn't even wait for Ding Ning to say anything. Li Daoji turned around and motioned for Ding Ning to keep up.

"Uncle Master Li Dao." Ding Ning looked at his face bitterly before eating half of the food: "I haven't finished it yet."

"Some things are more important than meals."

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

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

The shining hilt swayed in the night and moved upward.

In the night fog, there is a narrow cable bridge that does not exist during the day, extending into a cliff cliff not far below the highest trail.

Among the cracks in the mountain covered by white clouds on a weekday, there is a strange flat ground.

On the flat ground, there are even three identical cottages.

In front of the grass cottage, on the flat ground with some mud, even a few vegetable fields were reclaimed, all of which were planted with mountain leeks.

"This room is your future residence."

I felt that Ding Ning, who was behind him, also crossed the narrow cable bridge and stepped on the ground. Li Daoji, who had walked to the front of the three grass cottages, turned his body slightly, and clicked on the leftmost grass cottage. Ding Ning said.

"You can 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 directly ask me or Zhang Yi, but no one will be sent here for three meals, only It will be sent to the stone temple of Jingshidong."

After thinking about it, Li Daoji added another sentence.

You don't need to listen to the class like other students, you can directly find Li Daoji... This falls into the ears of other students, and you will be shocked and envied to an irreducible extent, because this is equivalent to directly obtaining the true biography of Li Daoji And now, Li Daoji is the recognized master of Baiyang Cave, except for the cave owner who has not revealed his cultivation practice for many years.

However, when he heard these words from Li Daoji, Ding Ning did not have any surprise expression. He just said softly in earnest: "Uncle Li Daoji, I usually want to live home."

Li Daoji's two thin eyebrows instantly raised, Huo Ran turned around, neither refused nor agreed, just looked at Ding Ning in a cold voice, and said, "Go in and read again."

Ding Ning felt something strange in Li Daoji's look and tone. There was a look of amazement in his eyes. He said nothing more and walked towards the grassy house where Li Daoji pointed.

The roof of the grass cottage was covered with ordinary thatch and some yellow mud. The door panel was also the most common wooden door. However, when Ding Ning's fingers did not touch the wooden door, his body was slightly imperceptible.

There is a sound of water in this grass hut.

He took a slow breath and reached out to push open the unlocked wooden door.

The layout in the grass cottage is extremely simple, except for a bed by the window with the simplest bedding.

In front of the bed, there is a futon of straw for meditation.

The murmur of water came from under the futon.

Feeling that this grassy house is full of strange and fresh breath, Ding Ning had already vaguely guessed the result. His heart was beating faster than usual. He took a deep breath again and stepped forward to remove the thick Grass futon.

He saw a fist-sized spring in the middle of the rock beneath his futon.

The spring water continuously fluctuated like a boil, slowly releasing a wisp of milky white aura from time to time.

Each ray of aura is like a little white sheep horn.

This is the legendary spirit vein.

In the world of practitioners thousands of years ago, most of the wars originated from the snatching of spirit veins. Nowadays, no matter whether it is the Great Qin Dynasty or the surrounding dynasties, the number of spirit veins is extremely scarce.

For those sects who have spiritual veins, only the most valued disciples can use spiritual veins to practice.

And this spiritual vein seems to be too far away from the spiritual vein of Baiyang Cave he heard.

Ding Ning turned around, he looked at Li Daoji, hoping to get some answers.

Looking at his somewhat puzzled eyes, Li Daoji would have misunderstood, and said blankly, "This is the legendary spirit vein, the spirit aspirated from the spirit vein, accompanied by the practitioner's vomiting. The body of the practitioner will have a great tonic effect, just like some immortals, it can speed up the entry of practice, but the most important thing is that these auras are the purest products between heaven and earth, without any impurities. , Will not have bad side effects like some panacea."

"I know." Ding Ning looked at him and shook his head. "I don't mean that... I know that the Spirit Vessel is a very powerful thing, but is it true that only true disciples who have undergone many tests will be qualified to practice Spirit Vessel? Once I became a traitor, what should I do in the future to bully the teacher and destroy the ancestor?

Hearing his words, Li Daoji's mouth showed a cold ridicule, "The Aries Cave is gone, where can you go?"

This sounds like a broken jar, but at this time, it sounds full of unruly domineering and courage.

Ding Ning smiled bitterly, and looked at the little spirit vein and the grass futon that can absorb the spirit, and asked: "This is the spirit vein... But why does this spirit vein look like the legendary spirit vein? Not the same, why is it so small?"

Li Daoji's face stiffened, and he didn't reply.

"Uncle Li Dao."

Ding Ning was silent for a moment, and then looked at him more seriously, and asked softly, "I heard that our Aries Cave was merged into the Qingteng Jianyuan because we offended the Queen. her?"

"Where did you hear such words." Li Daoji's face suddenly, a sharp murderous flash in his eyes, "If you want to live longer, it is best not to mention such words."

Ding Ning didn't feel fear, he calmly looked at Li Daoji's murderous eyes and whispered softly: "It's not because she offended her. Even if there are no powerful practitioners in the Baiyang Cave with spiritual veins, how could it be possible? Will also give the level of spiritual practice in Qingteng Jianyuan. Even Wang Taixu knows that you offended her, but he doesn’t know how to offend, otherwise I don’t have to ask you at all, as for whether I want to live long …I didn't live long."

Originally, Li Daoji's eyes became more and more fierce, but after hearing his last sentence, Li Daoji frowned, but suddenly felt that his words were reasonable.

The murderousness in his eyes began to dissipate.

"You don't live long, but I want to live a few more years when I can live, so I haven't said anything. What you hear must be an illusion."

He said softly, "She wants to plant a spirit lotus in the spiritual spring of our White Sheep Cave. The fruit of the spirit lotus can be used to refine some very useful breakthrough medicine. In fact, she I just want to see our attitude, because she always feels that our attitude towards Aries Cave is a bit problem. After all, although the spirit veins are scarce, but with her ability, it is not bad. It’s just that our Du Qingjiao Uncle and Dongzhu Unsatisfied...Because that kind of spirit lotus will absorb a large amount of spiritual energy of the spiritual veins, resulting in the exhaustion of the spiritual veins. So before feeling that she had such an intention, Uncle Du Qingjiao has divided our spiritual veins into small ones. The three strands. This is a kind of self-destruction, but each spirit vein is not enough to maintain the growth of that kind of spirit lotus."

Ding Ning was slightly lost.

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

"This is not an attitude that would rather be broken than broken, and we don't want to offend anyone at Baiyangdong."

Li Daoji looked at the small pitiful spirit vein and slowly squinted his eyes, "We only do what we think is fair and right. The spirit vein is small, but at least it can stay, and now at least it can give Our disciples in Baiyangdong will be useful."

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

Li Daoji's subconsciously put it on the hilt of his sword and almost pulled out his sword to cut it over. He couldn’t believe that since he knew that there was a spirit in this place and heard so many things, he was at this time. Without saying anything else, he told him to go home.

"I know you practice fast, but do you think it would be better to practice in a place like Wutongluo than to sit on this spirit vein?" His chest undulated violently, holding his emotions, and said coldly.

Ding Ning was very serious and looked at him innocently and 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. Looking at Ding Ning who was serious, he turned angrily and walked away.

No objection was acquiescence. Ding Ning smiled happily and shouted at his back: "Then I need to prepare a carriage for me."

...

When Li Daoji had the irritability to draw his sword again, Nangong Caishu had already finished the "Enlightenment" in the book after reading the book. When she was reading the second "Notes from the Master of Bashan Jiaotang", the more she looked, the whiter she became.

The masters of these two essays are probably not particularly powerful practitioners, and the notes are also very messy. Many places are even just some guesses and temporary perceptions during the practice, but most of the records are descriptions of the vitality of heaven and earth.

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

The master of "Enlightenment" compares himself to an empty bottle like a heavenly prayer. The process of spiritual practice is just like this empty bottle can give some heaven and earth the energy to sink into his bottle in a prayerful prayer.

"Bashan Jiaotang Master's Notes" means that when he realized the vitality of the world, he was experiencing rain, and he just saw the world outside. The countless rainwater flowed down from the surrounding world and gathered into his own pond.

Compared with the vast world around him, the pond in his courtyard, including himself, is very small.

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

Looking at the same thoughts revealed in these two very different essays, Nangong Caishu was more and more shocked.

She began to feel more and more that she and her father might have a wrong attitude towards heaven and earth.

It is not that the perception is not enough, and it is not that the analysis of Tiandi's vitality is not detailed and thorough, but that the attitude is too strong from the beginning.

She wanted to force the world's vitality into her body, but she was very small for the world's vitality.

So... Only when they admit their insignificance, and only open their bodies and let the world's vitality interested in this fresh container, will they tentatively enter?

Wan Juan became water... In the mind of Nangong Caishu, a rainy night pond appeared.

Countless drops of water fell from the sky and the earth, fell on the grass by the pond, on the banana leaves by the pond, and then merged into a small stream of water, slowly flowing into the pond that did not have the ability to directly absorb the water flow.

Her heart started beating violently, her eyes shining like stars.