The Sword Dynasty

"You woke up at least four hours earlier than I expected."

When Ding Ning woke up, an unusual voice came into his ears.

The face of the person speaking is also ordinary, and the ordinary people who walk outside in the streets will not be noticeable.

It's just that he has an illustrious, even a horrifying past.

He is one of the strongest people in Jianshan Sect of Minshan, "Man Chef" Geng Jian.

Ding Ning slowly deflected his head and looked at Geng Blade standing beside his bed. There was not much special expression on his face, but he said seriously, "Thank you."

Geng Renjie first saluted, said: "You are welcome, you can call my uncle in the future."

Ding Ning nodded and said, "Uncle Shi."

Geng Jian smiled slightly, reached out and nodded toward the left side of Ding Ning's bedside. "If it is common sense, reading a book is most hurtful. However, you are not very human, so you can read this first."

On the left side of Ding Ning's bedside is a thin booklet.

The ordinary silk pages, although obviously manuscripts, are not rare ancient books, but if other practitioners in Changling see the name on this thin book at this time, they must be shocked.

"Comprehensive Qiqi", Ding Ning saw the name on the front cover of this silk book, but he did not show the joyful expression that Geng Jian imagined.

He just groaned a little, then looked at Geng Jiandao: "I want to go back to Changling first."

Geng Jian looked at Ding Ning with some surprise. He thought Ding Ning might be like this. So he explained gently: "This cultivation practice Qijia is my Minshan Jianzong's self-cultivation entry technique, which is also equivalent to me. The general decision of Minshan Jianzong to practice the true Yuan, and the most mysterious practice of Minshan Jianzong is based on the meridian operation method of this general decision."

Ding Ning shook his head and said, "I know what this recipe is... I also know that Qiuzhen Qiji itself is one of the secret codes of Minshan Jianzong. Even within Minshan Jianzong, only some of the disciples have the chance Practice, so as to come into contact with the secret code that truly represents the essence of Minshan Jianzong."

Geng Jian was even more surprised, but he didn't ask Ding Ning why he wanted to go back to Changling first. Instead, he seriously looked at Ding Ning's eyes and said, "You should know that you don't have much time."

"Now the entire Changling is shaken because you won the first place, but your victory has temporarily ignored them."

After a pause, Geng Jian then said gently: "For others, winning the first place at the Minshan Sword will mean a flowery future, but they have ignored your five energies, which is too strong, you must hurry up."

Ding Ning looked at him quietly and said, "I know."

Geng Jie nodded and said with great patience: "I know that with your savvy, it may be quick to understand such a tactic, but there are some things you may not know... Some of my Minshan Jianzong's practices and ordinary exercises The method is different, or too different."

Ding Ning looked at him and did not reply.

Geng Jian also looked at him, and then slowly said: "While the Min Sword Sect has some methods that other sects have failed, these years have also accumulated some things that are not common in the practice area, but there are some things. It’s not everything. With your current physical condition, the only thing that can be solved is a practice."

Ding Ning naturally knows what kind of exercise he is talking about, which means even more to him than the legendary Gushan Jianzang, so even if it has been guessed that Geng Jian is going to talk about this kind of exercise, this moment When he really heard Geng Jian say it, his breathing became disordered, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Geng Jian looked at Ding Ning's eyes and said slowly in a more serious tone: "The unique feature of this practice is that it opens up another Qihai, and that Qihai's function is like the five internal organs in the body, and it can even replace it. There are certain functions of the five internal organs in our body, but not only the difficulty of understanding, but also the way of practice must be through many tricks. It takes time to penetrate every trick.

"My Min Sword Sect had very few people in the past who understood and chose to practice this practice."

Geng Jian smiled bitterly, and then said: "The most important thing is that not every Minshan Jianzong practitioner with sufficient qualifications can choose to practice this skill. The sword tower has nine weights, and every heavy weight must be Min. Shan Jianzong made enough credit."

Ding Ning took a deep breath and said: "Since this practice is so important, it should be in the highest layer of the sword tower of the Jianzong Scriptures in Minshan, so......you must make great contributions to Minshan Jianzong, Can you see it?"

Geng Jian nodded.

Ding Ning pondered: "Can't make an exception?"

"This is the rule of Minshan Jianzong." Geng Jian said with a bitter smile: "In my Minshan Jianzong, what can't be broken is called the rule."

"Everyone is keeping the rules, Minshan Jianzong is much stronger than Changling." Ding Ning said for a moment in silence.

Geng Jian thought that it was the encounter at Baiyangdong that made Ding Ning feel so emotional, so he didn't comment on anything, just said: "Now that you know this, you should pay more attention."

Ding Ning glanced at the classic book next to his ear, and then looked at Geng Jian and said, "If you can, please ask Uncle Shi to help me prepare the carriage, and I will start reading it on the carriage."

Geng Jie stunned slightly and nodded immediately, saying: "You are now in a different status. Since you are determined to return to Changling, you need more than a carriage."

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Liang Lian slowly sat up on the bed.

His breath had been adjusted shortly after waking up, but as his face became cold again, his breath was deliberately disordered.

Then he coughed violently, coughing up blood foam.

Footsteps sounded.

A deputy wearing Xuanjia will bow into the curtain.

Liang Lian looked at the lieutenant who should have been waiting outside the camp, but his eyes did not change much, but he waved his hand and said, "Let the military division come."

The lieutenant lowered his head slightly, his eyes flickered continuously, and he retreated.

Only a moment later, the camp account was opened again, and the sound of the hunting flag outside in the wind instantly became louder in the account, and Qi Pomo, who had a black shirt, appeared in front of Liang Lian.

Liang Lian stopped coughing and looked at Qi Pomo indifferently, saying, "How about those two?"

Qi Pomo bowed in a polite manner and said, "The unknown practitioner has entered the big floating water cell, and Baishan water escaped."

Liang Lian took a breath, coughed violently again, and with a pop, another cloud of blood sprayed from his mouth.

Qi Pomo raised his head and opened his mouth to speak, but he instantly felt as if a coldness from the deepest part of the ground hit his heart, his face suddenly changed, his feet suddenly, his body flew back, and at the same time, In the sleeve of the right hand, a dappled color, like a plum branch dyed with snow, looks like a skinny little sword spouting out of a strong world energy!

The entire big account swelled instantly under this sudden burst of powerful force, and made a heart-bursting burst!

Liang Lian was still indifferent, unable to sit still.

In front of him, there was a sound of Zheng, the natal sword streamer flashed, like an oolong going to the sea, and instantly rushed on the thin flying sword flying out of Qi Po ink sleeves, directly shaking this small sword, piercing Qi Po ink. body.

With a clatter, dozens of cracks appeared in the entire camp account, and a wave of air visible to the naked eye blasted out.

With a tremendous noise, Qi Pomo's body fell with two curtains and fell in front of the door.

"puff!"

Liang Lian sprayed another blood arrow.

This blood was bright red, which really brought more serious injuries.

Qi Pumo's entire heart was torn by this sword, and the broken bones and internal organs were exposed in the air, but he was still not dead. His dull eyes were filled with strong unwillingness and unbelief, and his mouth continued to flow out. Flesh debris, but still made a sound, "Why?"

"You and I know too much."

Liang Lian looked indifferently at the red blood stains in front of him and lowered his eyelids: "You and I are the only survivors in many battles, and the best thing is to survive."

"You are familiar with the places I am familiar with, as long as you are killed...our place outside the customs, I am still the only one familiar with me."

"She wants you to replace me, and now I kill you, and to lead the place, I will still be the only one."

"I die, you live, or you die, I live."

"You are a very smart person, but you are not cruel enough, and your work is too slow. The most important thing is that your cultivation is far inferior to me. So for so many years, even if you survive like me, but I am a general, you are still Just a military division."

Listening to these indifferent voices, Qi Pomo exhaled in pain.

Liang Lian did not go to see his body, nor did he look at the sergeants who rushed to hear, shocked and unspeakable, just thinking coldly about the perfect and cruel woman, and said to himself: "Climb up from the corpse In the past few years, Changling stood up on such a bloody road... Life will be a little harder. If you want me to die, it is not so easy to die."

The military flag outside the camp hunted in the wind, covering his voice at this time.