The Sword Dynasty

Ye Quannan didn't know that Dantai Guanjian had already arrived at Moyuan early, but he just meant to officially enter Moyuan after sunrise.

Ding Ning knew.

He knew when Dantai Guanjian was coming, he bathed and changed clothes, put on a clean new coat, and then quietly waited for the sunrise.

The reason for being so solemn is that this great event is bigger for him than anyone else.

This means his freshman.

From the first day of his cultivation in the Changling City, he had to get the continuation of God's tactics from Jianzong Minshan, otherwise everything would be meaningless, and the only thing waiting for him was death.

The continuation of God's tactics is the highest master of the Jianzong Sect in Minshan, a symbol of the entire sect, with a certain sacred meaning. Such a method of giving a disciple to study, how can it not be known when, such as Wandering in the dark is generally sneaky?

"You already know why I came?"

Dantai Guanjian, who slowly walked into the park, looked at Ding Ning, who was waiting for himself in a clean, first salute Ding Ning, then asked gently.

Ding Ning nodded and asked melancholy softly, "Wang Taixu has left?"

Dantai Guanjian looked at him, and there was once again some undisguised appreciation in his eyes, saying: "He has set out to go to Yan."

Ding Ning instantly recovered his calm, looked up at him, and said softly: "It's not that he wants to go to Jianzong Sword Tower in Minshan, how could he be brought here directly?"

"Minshan Jianzong only emphasizes the rules, but not the measures. We can be surprised at the ability of a big owl like Changling to listen to you," Dantai Guanjian looked at him and said, "I thought It’s hard to do something that is so easy to solve in your hands, but thinking that you don’t have much time, the Sect Master decided to let me bring this book directly here.”

Ding Ning no longer speaks.

He bowed his head upright, although there was no extra etiquette, but with the most solemn appearance waiting for the pass of Dantai Guanjian.

Inner respect is more important than ceremony.

Dantai Guanjian is more and more satisfied with Ding Ning.

He also stopped talking, but Su Rong took out a blue jade box from his sleeve, held it with both hands, and handed it to Ding Ning.

Ding Ning catches his hands, even if the jade box is small, like the rectangular small box with the expensive folding fan in the Changling City, it does not have much weight, but his hands still tremble uncontrollably.

"If you finish reading it, give it to Uncle Shao outside the door."

Dantai Guanjian looked at Ding Ning’s trembling hands and thought it was a normal reaction to excitement. He patted Ding Ning’s shoulder and then gently said, “This exercise is really difficult to comprehend, so you need to pay close attention to it. time."

After a pause, Dantai Guanjian looked at Ding Ning's eyes again and said, "If you have anything difficult to do, you can tell me that I will do it for you."

Ding Ning's mouth showed an unspeakable bitter smile. He thought for a while and said: "Guarantee the safety of Wang Taixu and my uncle Li Daoji, and... guarantee the scenery of the old man."

Listening to Ding Ning's request, Dantai Guanjian nodded and said with a voice: "You don't have to worry about these things, you just have to practice with peace of mind."

Ding Ning bowed to salute.

Dantai Guanjian looked at Ding Ning, his eyes were all the colors of expectation, he and Jing Liuli and others had exactly the same views, he had very strong confidence in Ding Ning's ability to enlighten the celestial tactics.

...

It is not the same as in peace. When Dantai observes the sword, Chang Sun Qianxue does not appear behind him like a shadow everywhere.

Ding Ning knew this was because Chang Sun Qianxue was too proud and stubborn.

Many years ago, that person couldn’t get the chance to enter the Jianzong Minshan, and he couldn’t make up for some of the shortcomings of his spiritual practice. Although Chang Sun Qianxue never expressed any meaning to Ding Ning, Ding Ning was very clear. She couldn't forgive Baili Suxue in her heart.

Because in her view, the man could not get the continuation of God's tactics, which was also one of the important reasons why Xiu suffered from shackles when entering the country, and finally died in Changling.

Although she can't forgive that person.

But this is her love and hate.

So she wouldn't even look at Minshan Jianzong's continuation of God's tactics, even if this is one of the most brilliant exercises in the world.

Ding Ning walked into his bedroom in the deepest courtyard.

The leaves of a loquat tree outside the window scattered the morning sunlight into many small light spots. This loquat tree was moved by Ding Ning from the garden outside the small courtyard a few days ago. Although the time of the move was wrong, it was still alive. Very well, permeated with fresh vitality, so that this small courtyard that had exuded the deep cold everywhere before was completely alive.

Ding Ning looked at the cyan jade box on the fuchsia table, and remained silent for a long time.

Indeed, if that person got this exercise many years ago, many things might not happen at all.

He may go straight to the peak of the eight realms early, or even step into the nine realms.

The power of detachment will make Yuan Wu and many people give up their later ideas.

Yuan Wu will still become the emperor of the most powerful empire in the world, yet he will still listen to some opinions of the man as before.

Bashan Jianchang will not disappear, but will become more powerful.

Zheng Xiu will not show his ruthlessness and will become the gentle wife of that man.

Many people will not die.

Above the Weihe River, between the Bashan and Shushui Rivers, when the bananas are raining at night, the small buildings in the bamboo forest will also be filled with laughter and happy singing.

Others will stand at the head of the boat down the river, drunk and try to pick up the moon in the river.

All of this may be different.

Is this just perfect?

Many people, that person will never see through, many things, that person will never understand.

The cyan jade box lay quietly under the sparse light spot, and it was clearly not opened yet, but Ding Ning seemed to have seen two different lives.

Ding Ning's emotion gradually calmed down.

He reached out and opened the cyan jade box with little effort.

No wind automatically, his sleeves hunted.

There is a thin blue book rolled up in the blue jade box.

Every page seems to be woven with silk thread made of sapphire, but sapphire is obviously a hard and fragile thing. How to make silk thread is so soft, but it can be seen that this is sapphire, which is extraordinary .

Ding Ning took a deep breath, and even her hair fluttered up.

This thin blue book exudes the vitality of the world on its own, like a fountain.

His habit of practicing is to start from the big place first, to get an idea first, then the details will not be difficult to scrutinize.

So he didn’t rush to understand where these vitality came from. How many different vitalities flowed in the air with invisible runes, but took out this thin blue book directly and turned it over .

There are many transparent lights on the cyan page, like the luster from a drop of crystal drops, but each transparent luster shape is a sword shape.

Not deliberately.

Ding Ning's perception indulged in cyan pages and these transparent lusters in an instant.

He seemed to be standing in a sapphire world.

He suspended a lot of transparent long swords pointing in different directions, each of which was taller than his body.

He began to look at each transparent sword, and slowly began to walk in the world of perception.

He walked through these transparent long swords that were floating.

These transparent swords were motionless, but they began to grow longer and larger, extending endlessly in the direction indicated.

The vast majority of transparent swords stab the sky like a sky, exuding an unspeakable loneliness. With the endless extension, these transparent swords seem to pierce the sky completely, breaking through the boundaries of day and night.

The transparent swords began to glow, as if there were countless starlights falling through the pierced space, and it was like these transparent swords themselves became starlights.

Each transparent sword is itself a star.

There was no change in the breath of Ding Ning.

Even his elder Sun Qingxue in the same small courtyard did not feel any change in his body.

However, on his skin, there are actually a lot of silver light spots.

Ding Ning raised his head in the world of perception.

He was infinitely melancholy, but with infinite emotion, even with a touch of sad softly to himself, "It turns out this way."