The Sword Dynasty

"It's Jing Liuli?"

"It can only be Jing Liuli?"

"But looking at her, she regarded Ding Ning as a teacher."

"Practice, there is a lot of knowledge to learn, not just about the cultivation of true element cultivation and swordsmanship."

On a turret not far from this long street, Huang Zhenwei with a gentle face and Mo Shoucheng, whose hair was as white as a ginseng, completely watched the battle.

Listening to Mo Shoucheng's words, Huang Zhenwei felt a bit ashamed, saying: "Even Zhenyuan Xiuwei and swordsmanship, I am quite inferior to the teacher."

"I just walked a little earlier than you, but you walked faster than me." Mo Shoucheng smiled.

"Will the Queen Mother allow him to continue like this?" Huang Zhenwei suddenly became silent, and said slowly.

Mo Shoucheng glanced at him and said: "You naturally know that Baixue Xuexue protects short, even if the queen's lady has an idea, at least it will make this matter fair."

Huang Zhenwei was silent.

Mo Shoucheng knew that he was naturally not worried about the Rong surnamed lady. After a slight smile, he continued: "In fact, it has nothing to do with the empress queen and Minshan Jianzong, only Ding Ning and Rong Gongren themselves. The matchup, then no one can force her."

"She is just a maid, not a famous swordsman or a great general of Qin Dynasty. She doesn't care about fame at all."

Mo Shoucheng raised his head and looked at the carriage where Ding Ning was, looking at the clear glass of the carriage, and said lightly: "Moreover, she doesn't care much about fame."

"Actually, I worry because of this."

Huang Zhenwei raised his head, his eyes full of worries, "The more difficult the Ronggong Mai is to deal with, the more I worry about Ding Ning doing too much."

Mo Shoucheng understood his intentions and shook his head, saying: "Love can't be too much, otherwise it is indulgence."

Huang Zhenwei was stunned, realizing that he seemed to be too partial to this young wine shop boy.

"It takes bravery to destroy Han Zhaowei and the three dynasties. At that time, the national strength was not far beyond that of several dynasties. People’s customs, but after the demise of the three dynasties, the man actually wanted to ban even the sword duel.” Mo Shoucheng lowered his head, but with some emotion, said softly: “It’s just a sudden mutation, that person died, who Don’t dare to mention that person’s intention."

Huang Zhenwei looked at the old man in shock. Don't say these words. This is the meaning expressed in the old man's words at the moment. He has followed the old man for so many years and has never seen the old man show up.

"What are we going to do next?"

Jing Liuli didn’t even use his sword, and picked a sword to defeat a strong enemy who was enough to scorn the vast majority of the young and talented Changling, but his face was not even the slightest, as the carriage continued to move forward. , She asked Ding Ning casually.

Ding Ning also answered simply: "Return to Moyuan."

In the sound of horseshoes and the sound of wheels rolling against the road, Jing Liuli said, "What do you do in Moyuan?"

Ding Ning put down the door curtain to prevent anyone from seeing his figure, and at the same time whispered: "Xie's first batch of Tianmoluo and Stellera chamaea flowers should have been delivered."

Jing Liuli stopped asking more questions, and the carriage quickly turned left and went around in the direction of Moyuan.

...

Two carriages covered with heavy oil cloth stopped at the gate of Moyuan.

The two driver's faces were dark and their faces looked fierce. However, even under the scorching sun, the expressions of the two driver's were extremely submissive.

As the scorching sun dried, the sweat on the black gauze on them was evaporated and gradually stained with a layer of white salt.

When the carriage driven by Jing Liuli appeared in sight, it was known that Ding Ning was sitting in the carriage, and the two coachmen suddenly appeared happy. They jumped from the carriage and waited until the carriage driven by Jing Liuli was in front of him. For more than ten feet, the two have bowed deeply for a ceremony.

When the two men saluted, the horse in front of Jingliu suddenly felt a cold bone-eating coldness. This horrible feeling made it suddenly froze, daring not to move, and the carriage was still.

"Even as a driver, you are the best driver in Changling."

Ding Ning lifted the curtain of the car and said this to Jing Liuli. When he got out of the car, he bowed earnestly to the two drivers and gave him a salute.

Looking at Ding Ning's respectful return, the respectful look in the eyes of the two drivers was even stronger.

One of the slightly older coachmen saluted again, respectfully: "It is what the young master of my family sent. It may be slightly difficult to collect in the future, and the interval between the delivery of the car may be longer."

"How are you going to use these things?"

When the two drivers lifted the heavy oil cloth and picked up several breathable bamboo boxes and sent them to the inner courtyard, Jing Liuli looked at Ding Ning and asked.

Ding Ning said: "Take boiled water and boil it for half an hour with mild heat, to slightly detoxify."

"Just that's it?" Jing Liuli frowned slightly, and then groaned slightly: "Is it the function of the continuation of God's tactics?"

Ding Ning nodded, then looked at Jing Liuli seriously, and said: "Then you may be very hard next, you have to continue to help me take medicine."

Jing Liuli's brow furrowed again, a little unbelieving: "Uninterrupted?"

Ding Ning nodded again and said, "It should be possible to boil three medicine jars at the same time."

Jing Liuli's body shook slightly, and some unbelievable light radiated instantly from her eyes, but she turned around and saw Ding Ning's expression calm and sure.

The two drivers piled up the goods at the gate of Xiaoyuan in the deepest part and left.

When Ding Ning opened the top bamboo box, Jingliu's pupils shrank slightly unconsciously.

She saw three charcoal stoves more than two feet high, and more than ten crude porcelain pots.

Three charcoal stoves were placed side by side in this small garden.

The charcoal fire quickly ignited, and the flame licked the medicine pot placed on it.

The three medicine canisters were almost filled with two kinds of green and red herbs. When they were filled with water, they were boiled only slightly, and then the thick blue-red poisonous plume spread out and lingered above the three medicine cans.

Looking at this blue-red poisonous malaria, I knew that Ding Ning's self-prepared Jingliu still couldn't help it. Looking up at Ding Ning who was waiting, he said, "You have seen a lot of classics, you should know almost everything There are records in the classics. In the previous practice, if you borrowed foreign objects too much, let alone take too much medicine, even if you eat too much meat and too many fatty things, it may make the body not clean enough. In the end, he couldn’t get in touch with the clean heaven and earth of the Eight Realms, which made it impossible to spy on the Eight Realms.”

"I don't know if these records are true."

Ding Ning took a deep look at Jing Liuli and said, "I only know that if I feel uncomfortable, I will put the shackles on my own feelings and feelings like myself."

Listening to Ding Ning's words, Jing Liuli's body was shocked for no reason, blurting out the words "great freedom".

"Do you know what I really cultivate is the free sword?"

In fact, Jing Liuli could not help but blurt out at this time.

It was only in her subconscious that this was impossible. Ding Ning's words made her feel a layer of truth that she could not always understand, and she was too touched by her mind, so she just blurted out these three words.