The Sword Dynasty

Ding Ning quietly perceives the change of the sword in Changsun Qianxue's body through the curtain. When the faint blue flame in Changsun Qianxue's brow lights up, he knows that this sword will never treat her again. Caused damage to her body, and she will be safer in Changling in the future.

But it also means that he is farther away from Changsun Qianxue.

He closed his eyes and began to practice.

His practice tonight is also different from usual.

As countless small snowflakes fell on the roof tiles, a small voice was heard that the practitioner could hear clearly, and numerous small voices also sounded inside his body, and all the "little silkworms" hidden in his body somewhere seemed to be at the same time. Appear and become active.

For any practitioner, there is only one place to hold true energy on weekdays, and that is the spiritual sea of ​​practitioners.

However, at the moment, the countless "small silkworms" in his body were spitting at the same time, spitting out countless subtle qi.

This is truly Wan Juanchenghai, all the space of his Qihai is slowly filled with true Qi, and there are countless tiny true Qi in his body flowing into Qihai.

His breath was swollen.

The countless tiny Qi powers that appeared to him unbelievably for ordinary practitioners are stronger than the original Qi in his Qi sea, and they are still pressed in.

Seeing that Qihai was about to burst, following Ding Ning's thoughts, Qihai's Tianqiao opened, and a burst of true Qi poured into his body at a speed that was impossible to hit at ordinary times.

The rapid rush of true qi formed a rapid circulation in his body. Under the pressure of the qi sea that still swelled to the limit, those small true qi and the original Qi that originally accumulated in the qi sea completely merged, and both became Be more cohesive.

Numerous subtle sounds sounded inside every bone in his body.

Countless subtle true qi broke through the innermost diaphragm and began to nourish the deepest bone in the bone marrow.

His Nine Dead Silkworm Divine Skills and the Cultivation of the Nerve of the Three Dead Corpses have become completely consistent.

The countless small silkworms in his body began to swallow their true air thinly, and then quickly disappeared.

His Qihai returned to calm, and his cultivation was changed to the highest quality.

The higher the level of cultivation, the higher the level of cultivation, the better the nourishment of the Qi or the true element to the body, and the longer the life element of the practitioner.

However, when his qi and sea calmed down, it seemed that some new flames were ignited within the five internal organs. His five internal organs were more vigorous and dry than before.

The more vigorous the viscera, the faster the transformation of the true qi and the speed of the practice.

This shows that, in addition to some mysteries that the world's practitioners do not know, the higher the realm of the nine-dead silkworm, the higher the realm itself, the faster the practice speed.

This in itself is an incredible thing.

Because all the other exercises in the world are higher in the realm, the slower the practice and the speed of breaking through.

Compared with Ding Ning's real cultivation practice at the moment, Ding Ning's cultivation practice is not fast. There are many geniuses of the same age as him. At this moment, he may have stepped into the real Yuan cultivation practice and walked in front of him.

For example, the two legendary monsters, An Baoshi of the Lingxu Jianmen and Jing Liuli of the Minshan Jianzong, also really took only one month to break through from the first realm to the second realm.

However, according to their records, it took eight months from the second realm of refining gas to the third real realm.

This speed is already extremely scary for ordinary practitioners, because ordinary practitioners can only achieve it for at least a few years, while some people are facing the same problem as Nangong Caishu, and even feel the spirit of heaven and earth. No, but ended in the second realm.

But eight months is already eight times longer than a month.

The next real Yuan Rong Yuan Rong Yuan Realm, for normal practitioners, is at least eight times longer, at least six to eight years.

The next eight times is at least six, eight, forty-eight years.

Therefore, the vast majority have no special encounters, and their qualifications are not particularly outstanding practitioners. The practice of life is up to the fifth state of mind.

This is because the practitioners above the Six Realms are scarce, and the practitioners above the Seven Realms are already the real reason for the Master.

The special feature of the Nine Dead Silkworm Divine Skills means that Ding Ning can shorten a lot of time in each realm. However, the more powerful the five qi, the more the body can't make up, but it is always overdrawing life.

This is just like burning Shouyuan in exchange for the speed of spiritual practice.

Therefore, the long-sun Qianxue, who felt this feature long ago, has already made a judgment. These nine dead silkworms are a kind of skill to find death.

If, like Nangong Caishu, there is a problem in a certain state breaking through and you get stuck, those who practice this method will not even change the speed of the practice and end up drinking.

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In the highest Taoist temple in Baiyang Cave, Xue Wangxu and Li Daoji both face the snowy canyon ahead.

"If you want me to come, naturally you would not want me to accompany you to enjoy the snow."

Li Daoji was silent for a long time, saying: "If you want to say anything, mother-in-law is Zhang Yi's personality, not yours."

"I wrote a letter to Helan Junshou of Beidi County today. You will leave tomorrow. When you arrive, he should have read my letter." Xue Wangxu didn't turn to look at Li Daoji , Just looking at the snowflakes circling in the mountain breeze ahead, and said softly.

Li Daoji didn't turn his head to look at Xue Wangxu, and remained silent for a moment.

Xue Wangxu said mildly: "Your Majesty will be angry about things like the Bai Shanshui. Although you are not a Wei, you are Korean, and you are in Baiyangdong, maybe it will be involved."

Li Daoji raised his eyebrows like the blades of two small swords, and said coldly: "As long as you are there in Baiyang Cave, even if the Baishan waters cause any disturbance, I don't have to leave Changling to avoid the Northland .Since getting along for so long, when it is time to separate, you will say anything if you have anything, and it wouldn’t make sense for me to use this excuse to block me."

Xue Wangxu smiled embarrassedly as if he had lied to the pierced child, "It seems to be meaningless." The smile on his face disappeared instantly, seriously: "Maybe the place of Baiyangdong is too small, I am in Here for so many years, I have never seen a talented genius like Ding Ning. I have not seen the two legendary monsters of Lingxu Jianmen and Minshan Jianzong, and I don’t know how they compare to Ding Ning. , But Ding Ning defeated Su Qin, I can be sure that as long as he is given enough time, his future achievements will certainly surpass me. I am too old, even if I don’t care about my life, exhaust all the remaining time, let alone a big realm , Even a small realm has no time to cross, it is better to take him a step forward."

Li Daoji fell silent again.

If he is Xue Wangxu, he will make the same choice, but this time he leaves this Taoist temple, he knows that he may never see this white-haired old man again.

"Life is together, and sometimes there is a break, so is my brother and I."

"I have been forbearing all my life, and I have shown my state on the official road outside Changling. I have been unruly once. I always feel that it is still not enough. Fortunately, my brother brought me Ding Ning. Doing extravagant things makes sense."

Xue Wangxu smiled and said a few words, held out his hand, and held the white jade sword that was always hanging around his waist.

Li Daoji suddenly realized what Huo Ran turned around and wanted to say something.

"You are optimistic about this sword."

However, Xue Wangxu shook his head at him, instructing him not to make a noise and look forward.

Then Xue Wangxu brandished his sword.

A white sword gas rushed from the sword body and rushed sharply to the tip of the sword.

In the snow and air in front, a completely pure space was suddenly broken by the powerful heaven and earth.

Then in this space, a snowy curved claw appeared.

A simple "Aries hanging horn".

The most common sword trick in the Aries sword scripture.

"You have to remember."

Xue Wangxu looked at the snow-white sword qi with satisfaction, and said softly and solemnly to Li Daoji: "The most important thing about Aries hanging a horn is not to pick a horn, but to endure and resist. I don't know if you remember Remember, the first day you entered Aries Cave, I took you to meet the Aries battle in the mountains."

Li Daoji closed his eyes.

He tried hard to think back, and finally the picture that had been forgotten for a long time appeared in his mind.

In the picture, the two angled Aries are fighting, and one of them, compared to its obviously fierce opponent, just stands firm and uses the widest corner to resist the impact of the opponent again and again.

It didn't even fight back.

The other party's fierce impact eventually broke one of its corners.

However, it just resisted, breaking into the corner of the opponent's head.

Li Daoji took a deep breath. He opened his eyes and finally understood the true meaning of "Aries hanging horns".

Xue Wangxu looked at him and knew that he had realized it, so he smiled with satisfaction, and handed the white jade sword to Li Daoji.

Li Daoji took the sword, knelt down in front of Xue Wangxu, paid three big salutes, and then got up and left.

He didn't say anything extra, the reddish hilt of the big sword on his chest moved further and further away in the wind and snow, and eventually disappeared into Xue Wangxu's sight.