The Sword Dynasty
Chapter 41
Wutong Luo was very quiet, and occasionally a few barks sounded, echoing through the doorway in the autumn night.
Ding Ning pushed open the wooden door covered by the wine shop and walked into the wine shop without lights.
The display in the wine shop is no different than usual, but Ding Ning's brows quickly wrinkled deeply, and a chill came out of his heart.
Before, he talked with Changsun Qianxue here and practiced here. It seems that he often has no precautions at all times. That is because he is very clear that in Changling, except for a few people, anyone enters this street. The moment, can not escape Chang Sun Qianxue's perception.
And if those few people actually entered this street, there is no difference in whether they are guarded or not.
Now Chang Sun Qianxue did not come out of the backyard, and he could not feel any breath of Chang Sun Qianxue... Chang Sun Qianxue was not in the wine shop.
The reason why he had to come back was that he was afraid of what happened to Changsun Qianxue.
Because in the past many years, he and Chang Sun Qingxue have been accustomed to their respective existence.
The cultivation practice of Changsun Qianxue was enough to kill countless of him now. However, this is Changling. Even the most powerful practitioners have countless possibilities of being killed.
To live in Changling, how to walk in Changling, she is like a blank sheet of paper.
Ding Ning opened the curtains leading to the backyard, his heart getting colder and colder.
The grandson Qianxue was indeed not in the backyard. Where did she go?
Ding Ning stood motionless in the center of the backyard. After dozens of hours, he silently walked into the stove on one side and started cooking noodles.
When the water began to boil and the noodles were put in, Ding Ning saw his hands tremble slightly.
He couldn't see his face at this time, but he could be sure that his face must be pale even under the warm stove fire.
He understands that at this time in Changling, he also has weaknesses.
The grandson Qianxue is his biggest weakness.
She must have no accidents.
So he ignited a stove fire, hoping that in the dark night, Chang Sun Qianxue could see the sparks coming out of the chimney here and understand that he was back.
The snow-white noodles gradually floated in the boiling water.
He didn't add any seasonings, fished the noodles in his special big porcelain bowl, and started to eat the noodles.
Although every time he sat at the door of the shop in the morning, he was eating the noodles with thick soup and red sauce, but this kind of clear water noodles without any seasonings is actually his most used flavor.
The noodle soup is very hot, but listening to the cold wind in the surrounding streets, his heart is getting colder.
If Chang Sun Qingxue leaves, how much time will it take to appear next to her?
In the snow-white heat rising in the noodle bowl, his eyebrows looked so immature, but full of endless sadness.
Suddenly, the heat rising from the noodle bowl twisted slightly.
Ding Ning Huo Ran looked up.
At this moment, Chang Sun Qianxue appeared in front of him as if appearing out of thin air.
"You..." Ding Ning stood up. He subconsciously thought that he would not help but scream and scold, but when he saw her quiet and cold eyes, his heart was instantly soft and astringent: "You... where are you? went?"
Long Sun Qianxue frowned slightly.
She could see Ding Ning's concern for herself in her eyes at the moment, but she did not like some emotions other than concern.
Ding Ning took a deep breath, calmed down quickly, looked at her and said, "You promised I would never be easy..."
"It's just an accident." Before he finished, he was interrupted by Chang Sun Qianxue.
She glanced at him, and then said: "You said that the people at Yunshui Palace may have obtained important clues from Gushan Jianzang."
Ding Ning's body suddenly tightened, and his mood was extremely tense. "You found the person in Yunshui Palace?"
Chang Sun Qianxue said indifferently: "It should be."
Ding Ning became more nervous and asked, "Have you met?"
The elder Sun Qingxue said: "Just write down the person's breath and description."
Ding Ning suddenly relieved, and his tense body relaxed.
In the vast territory of each dynasty, there will always be some great sect, and some great people will always appear.
The Yunshui Palace of the Great Wei Dynasty can still be remembered by every Qin people after the great Wei Dynasty has been destroyed for more than ten years, and it is also a sect that can not be described.
Although Zhao Jianlu does not have so many terrible master-level characters, Yunshui Palace has also produced a mysterious and powerful Baishanshui.
At least the practitioners of each dynasty can be sure that the white landscape of the Yunshui Palace had already passed the sixth realm when the great Wei dynasty was destroyed, and had become a practitioner who officially entered the seventh realm.
In the past ten years or so, I have never heard of the remarkable deeds of a sword slaughtering city in the Bai Shanshui with the disciples of Zhao Jianlu, but everyone knows that he is still alive.
Being able to survive well under the chasing and killing of countless troops and practitioners of the Great Qin Dynasty shows that he is more powerful than before.
Bai Shanshui is not the enemy that he and Changsun Qianxue can face now.
"Don't care about this matter, I will check." Ding Ning was silent for a moment, drinking all the noodle soup left in the bowl, while starting to wash the dishes, while looking at Chang Sun Qianxue, solemnly said: "And now the matter Guan Gushan Jianzang, Jiantiansi and Shendujian all use all their power to track down the people in Yunshui Palace. Before the final appearance of Baishanshui, the best thing we have to do is to just watch it silently. Development, otherwise it will be dragged into the water and there will be no benefit at all."
"I will tell you the characteristics of that person."
The elder Sun Qianxue thought for a moment, nodded, and agreed with Ding Ning's statement. Then she turned and walked towards the bedroom, "I'm waiting for you in bed."
The unusually ambiguous words in her mouth at this moment are still unusually cold, even with a kind of insurmountable killing intention, but looking at her back, Ding Ning's body began to recover warmth.
...
The night in the mountains is as cold as water.
On a hillside not far from Baiyangxia, there is a blue palace.
The palace itself was built with gray mountain stones. It was only because the outer walls were entwined with very old blue vines, so they all looked blue in the dark.
In the deepest palace under the blue vines covered with countless sword marks, gorgeous blankets woven with the finest wool make the whole palace warm in the thick autumn mood.
A slender elder with gray hair coiled with sapphire hairpins looks extremely clean, even with his nails trimmed very neatly.
His eyebrows were light blue, his eyes slightly recessed, his face calm but still very majestic.
He is the Dean of Qingteng Jianyuan, Di Qingmei.
At this moment he stared coldly at a note in his hand, and a cold and ironic smile slowly appeared in the corner of his mouth.
"Baiyangdong Xue Wangxu and Du Qingjiao are both old and confused, and they have always been stubborn. They have not repented even after seeing so many bloody things in the early years of Yuanwu. Now they have returned to our Qingteng Jianyuan Xue Xuexu, the old confused, actually came up with such a trick, saying that since the two cases are one, the disciples of Qingteng Jianyuan and the disciples of Baiyangdong are no different, then disciples of Baiyangdong can also participate in our sacrifice sword Trial, in fact, turned our blue fat jade idea upside down."
On the opposite side of Di Qingmei was a middle-aged man in a green shirt with double swords.
This middle-aged man in green shirt is his only true disciple, Duan Mulian.
At this moment, hearing the sneer of this majestic old man, Duan Mulian frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Master, will you agree with his request?"
"I will naturally agree."
The majestic old man said sarcastically: "If I don't even agree with his request, how can I turn his back on him, and how can he express his spirit?"
"Spirit Vein?" Duan Mulian's eyes flashed a strange light instantly.
"The two old confused Du Qingjiao and Xue Wangxu had destroyed the Aries Spirit Vessel into three strands before the Queen expressed her meaning, but they thought that they could keep their Spirit Vessel?"
Di Qingmei sneered: "The Queen Mother finally found some of their mistakes elsewhere, and gave us the Aries Cave. If we still allow them to keep the three spirits, how can the Queen Mother be satisfied with us?" ?"
"Xue Wangxu wants to leave those three spiritual veins for the people of Baiyangdong. We can't make him wishful."
Di Qingmei looked at Duan Mulian in front of him and said slowly, "You go back to Xue Wangxu for me and tell him that his request is allowed, but these three Lingquan are naturally also Qingteng Jianyuan and Baiyang Cave. It is shared only by those who are qualified, so it will be used as a reward for the sword sacrifice trial at that time, for the winner of the sword sacrifice trial."
Duan Mulian pondered for a moment, and said, "Master Master plans, but of all the students in Baiyang Cave, Zhang Yi and Su Qin can't be underestimated. Both of them, from the time of entry and age, meet the standard of participating in the sword sacrifice trial."
"Since I was afraid that our disciples would not be able to deal with it, it seemed like a way to make them truly our people." Di Qingmei glanced at him and said slowly, "I heard that Zhang Yi is more polite, but Su Qin is a talent. , And has been at odds with Zhang Yi."
Duan Mulian's eyes were bright, and he stood up, earnestly saluted the majestic old man who held the power of Qingteng Jianyuan, and retreated: "Disciples understand."