The Sword Dynasty

The middle-aged Xuanfu officials withdrew their chilly orders. Before the Lushan Alliance, the hostess in the palace had controlled the things in Changling with only one hand, and now it is only a small matter. It is enough to make him soberly aware that in the future, her control of Changling practitioners will be more severe.

"Let General Liang come in."

The lady in the palace sipped at the retired middle-aged Xuanfu official.

Calm footsteps sounded in the silent courtyard, an unspeakable killing breath poured into this study, military boots crossed the threshold of the vermilion color, Liang Lian appeared in front of the beautiful lady in the palace.

Without any courtesy, Liang Lian slowly raised his head when entering the study, his face as cold as water.

"You probably feel very unhappy."

The indifference on the beauty of the palace quickly turned into indifference. Her eyes crossed Liang Lian’s straight, sword-like body, and she looked at the clear blue sky through the window mullion. You, and you are still waiting for me, but I can tell you that if you can no longer give some satisfactory explanations, I will always see you in the future."

Liang thought of the perfect face of the queen in the harem, and a smile of self-deprecation appeared in the corner of her mouth: "When is she going to drive me out of Changling?"

The lady in the palace took her gaze back and fell on him, saying: "Minshan sword will end."

"As soon as the Lushan Association ended, she really had no patience."

Liang Lian shook his head, then stopped talking and turned away.

The face of the beauty in the palace has not changed at all, but just added a quiet sentence: "Minshan sword will be held up to ten days later."

Liang Lian was crossing the threshold of Zhu Qi. Hearing her words, his eyebrows flicked, and the foot he lifted slightly paused in the air.

"Minshan Jianzong will open the mountain in ten days."

The middle-aged Xuanfu official who left this study room before Liang Lian had already boarded a black carriage waiting for him. While lowering the curtain, he whispered to a respectful young official beside the car This sentence.

The morning breeze was still cool, but the Zhoujiamo Garden, which was supposed to be quiet, was jingling around and was full of excitement.

Around a dismantled high wall, at least five or six craftsmen were busy, and the residents who originally lived in the Wutong Falls were carrying things into the garden. Some clothes that had been kept at the bottom of the box for many years only saw the sun. It was everywhere in the garden.Many neighborhoods were rejoicing around their selected housing but were frowning and discussing what else to buy, so whether to add a stove in such a delicate house, those patched bedding piled up inside Is the carved bed too shabby?

Some neighborhoods in the nearby streets and lanes came to see the excitement. I admired the high courtyard of the Moyuan before it was deeply inaccessible, and at the same time kindly reminded where the nearest market is, which can be used to wash vegetables recently. Where are the wells and ponds in meters...

"How cold it was at Zhou Jiamoyuan's days, it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a cultivating sword academy. This wine shop boy only moved here for a few days, but it was a real joke to make it look like a bazaar. "

In the elegant room on the second floor of a teahouse not far away, a middle-aged man in plain clothes mocked slightly: "Probably Zheng Xiu never expected that this wine shop boy would express his dissatisfaction with such playfulness."

"So Minshan Jianzong will open the mountain ten days later?" A black man beside him smiled coldly, "If only because of the dissatisfaction of this wine shop boy, he will not let this wine shop boy prepare enough. Time, that’s the joke for everyone."

The man in black has a beautiful face and looks extremely young, but there is a hint of white in his eyebrows. There is no terrible momentum in his body, but it just makes people feel a strong dangerous taste.

The middle-aged man in Suyi turned his head to look at the black man, and said slowly: "This is something that can be foreseen...Before the Lushan League, the doormen who didn't make her unhappy can still seek peace in Changling, but she He Yuanwu did everything they wanted to do before and after the Lushan Alliance. From now on, she will not only provoke her unhappiness, but she will choose which people are the pillars of Daqin in the future and who must be eliminated. The problem."

The man in black sneered and said, "So this is a joke that Zheng Xiu and I deliberately made to everyone. She just wanted to see who was dissatisfied. The Lushan League would be the strongest war in the world, and This Minshan Jianhui, but she wants to completely deal with my internal affairs."

The middle-aged man in plain clothes sighed: "The eyes of this wine shop boy are bright and clear. Using this method to express her dissatisfaction with her is just no matter how you say, even if we don't intervene, just the meaning of Li Lingjun and the queen, he It is impossible to go long in the Minshan Sword Society, let alone enter the final top three."

"Since Zheng Xiu is making such a joke, let's have fun."

The man in black looked at the extinct Mo Yuan in black and white and said lightly: "I bet this young man can enter the final top three."

...

Ling Minshan Jian will suddenly advance, this does not mean that the Queen Qin's gas is small, or that the lady who works for her has a small gas, and is angry with a wine shop boy, but it means a kind of wanton, or a kind of Domineering.

In the twelve years of the Great Qin and Yuanwu, after the end of the Lushan Association, the season of deep spring and early summer intersects, the Daqin dynasty has been hiding for many years, and it has originally settled the throne and the post position with the momentum of dying for the prosperity The emperor and queen finally showed dominance again.

In the small courtyard where the ancestors of the Zhou family used to live, Ding Ning looked at Wang Taixu, who was already completely rosy, and frowned and asked, "Is the news true?"

Wang Taixu glanced at him and said, "It is more solid than a solid stone."

After a moment of silence, Ding Ning said: "Help me prepare the carriage, I will return to Baiyang Cave immediately."

"What are you going to do?"

When Wang Taixu left, the figure of Changsun Qianxue appeared behind Ding Ning, her uncommon solemnity was rare in her cold voice.

"The time from tens of days to ten days, according to normal means, you absolutely have no time to upgrade your cultivation from three-level middle grade to three-level top grade. Since Zheng Xiu has clearly expressed this meaning, you are less than three It’s hard to win from the Minshan Sword Society. If you can’t win, you can’t enter Minshan Jianzong to practice the method you want, and you will die soon.”

"But if you use extraordinary means to elevate your cultivation base to the top quality in three realms in just a short time... your secrets will probably be exposed, and you will die at that time."

"Either way, this seems like a dead end. I don't understand, so I want to know what are you going to do in Baiyangdong?"

Long Sun Qianxue's long eyelashes twitched slightly, looking at the peaceful Ding Ning and asked.

"I will not expose the nine dead silkworms."

"This is not a dead end without any chance...because everyone thinks that I am repairing the ordinary solution of the Lingyuan Avenue, but in fact what I got from the Baiyang Cave Jingju Grottoes at the beginning was to cut three corpses. There is no mortal nerve."

...

The carriage that Zhang Yi personally started to gallop toward Baiyang Cave.

"Little Brother..."

The wind disturbed Zhang Yi's hair and his heart, so that he made another mistake and called out the little teacher who was used to calling him.

"It's nothing."

Ding Ning, with his eyes closed slightly in the compartment, raised his head slightly, thought for a while, and said, "Dong Lord's body is not very good. To put it another way, the advance of Minshan Jianhui is a good thing."

Zhang Yi suddenly felt something blocked in his throat, and he was speechless for a while. After a while, he nodded and said softly, "How much confidence do you have?"

"Seven percent." Ding Ning seriously thought and said.

"Seven percent?" Zhang Yi cried out in shock.

Because he heard that Ding Ning was not kidding, he was really shocked. Only he, Shen Yi, and Xue Wangxu had always been aware that what Ding Ning wanted to do was not in the final ten in the Minshan Jianhui Or top three, but to win the championship!

Ding Ning nodded calmly and whispered in a self-deprecating manner: "All of them have already bet on their lives, and they can't exchange 70% of their grasp, it is too weak..."

...

The mountain gate of Baiyang Cave was quiet. After a few simple conversations with an uncle, Zhang Yi and Ding Ning flew up the mountain road. Zhang Yi's figure stopped outside Jingjuan Cave, but Ding Ning continued to go up. Finally plunged into the front of the grass between the gorge.

As in the previous practice, Ding Ning sat down on one of the grassy futons, and then closed his eyes calmly, almost instantly entering the state of meditation.

However, what is different in practice on a peaceful day is that at the moment when the practice started, Ding Ning's breath became violent.

There are countless silkworm sounds in his body, and these silkworm sounds give people the feeling that countless small silkworms who have been hungry for a long time are all pushing towards him, tearing fresh mulberry leaves with all their strength. , Swallowed into his belly.

There was a pale light under him.

The crackling sound of "Poo", I don't know what kind of spirit grass futon was torn into countless pieces of debris.

The Aura originally released slowly turned into a violent torrent at this moment, pouring into his body at an alarming rate.

At the same time, the Buddha's clenched right hand let him become transparent, giving out countless stars.

His five fingers were slowly spread by a strange force.

The original pure white person Wang Yubi suspended in his palm, flying around the lines formed by countless starlights, just like an independent small world.

Ding Ning's body shook slightly, and there were five continuous soft sounds in his body, as if the five pairs of shackles had been opened, and the breath outside him was violently scored again!

His face became a little sickly red, and then a ray of multicolored rays of light, which kept coming out of his skin, became stronger and stronger, as if burning outside his body!