A cultivator in a purple robe floated outside the winter forest by the river.
This cultivator is very young, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and an extremely handsome face, and unlike ordinary handsome young people, he has a unique divine light on his body.
Like the brilliance on Li Lingjun, this kind of divine light comes from many aspects such as confidence, temperament, background, etc., but has nothing to do with appearance.
The purple robe on his body is also completely different from ordinary clothes, and it also exudes a dazzling brilliance. Each silk thread seems to be made of some unique material, and it even gives people a feeling that each silk thread is a The unique talisman can help him absorb the vitality of the world.
There are no special decorations or marks on the entire purple robe, but this emptiness and the unique aura and brilliance of the purple robe are the biggest signs.
This is the sect robe of Lingxu Sword Sect.
For the two supreme sects of Minshan Sword Sect and Lingxu Sword Sect, only disciples above the third realm are eligible to leave the mountain, otherwise they can only die in the mountain.
And among all the disciples who can walk in the mortal world, only the true disciples who have been canonized by the suzerain themselves are eligible to wear the sect robes representing the sect and walk outside. Every move, every word and deed, every sword fight represents the honor and disgrace of the sect.
The true disciples of Lingxu Sword Sect who can represent the sect are naturally not ordinary things.
Although he also sensed the duel above the Seventh Realm, he came so quickly that the winter forest in front of him didn't seem to have any abnormalities, but looking at the winter forest by the river from a distance, he always felt that something was wrong. What's wrong.
Now that they were getting closer, he finally felt that something was wrong.
This winter forest is too quiet.
This quietness does not mean that there is no sound of Xueluo, but that this small sound is too single.
Countless snow flakes fell from the sky and fell in the forest. There are trees in the forest, dead branches, dead leaves, soil, stones... The snow falls on these, although the sound is subtle, but the sound is different after all.
For a practitioner like him, listening carefully, the countless different subtle sounds should be a unique and mysterious piece of music, a natural symphony between heaven and earth.
However, at this moment, the sound of snow falling was unusually single, as if every snowflake was falling on a blanket.
The true disciple of Lingxu Sword Sect, who really sensed where the abnormality came from, became extremely dignified.
Such a magic circle represents extremely powerful strength.
But why would someone set up such a magic circle in this ordinary winter forest, which is obviously used to cover up energy and sound
At this moment, there was a sound like cracking eggshells in the winter forest in front of him.
Because the sound was too cold and dense, it made people feel sad and even shuddering.
A clear tremor sounded.
A flying sword flew out of his sleeve, spinning around his body rapidly as if it had a life of its own.
At the same time, the thought power of this true disciple of Lingxu Sword Sect subconsciously went deep into the forest where the power of the magic circle had disappeared.
His complexion suddenly changed, and his whole body floated up into the air with the hovering lavender flying sword. His movement was indescribably graceful, but in an instant, his figure was already deep in the forest.
At this time, countless eggshell-like snow curtain fragments fell on the ground beside him one after another.
His breathing stopped suddenly.
Standing in front of him was a dead body that was completely frozen.
"Master Naishi Si Nangong!"
The moment he saw the face of the corpse clearly, the true disciple of Lingxu Sword Sect recognized his identity, and couldn't help but let out an exclamation.
His voice caused the surrounding air to vibrate.
It was just this slight vibration, and countless tiny crackling sounds instantly rang out from Nangong's wounded body.
It was as if a lot of dust was pouring out of his body.
In the next breath, Nangong Shang's body collapsed in front of him, turning into pieces of shattered ice.
"Who is it!"
The face of this true disciple of Lingxu Sword Sect turned pale.
This is Changling.
Nangong Shang itself is an important official of the Department of Internal History.
Moreover, the battle outside the gate of the Northern Camp of the Tiger Wolf Army must have attracted the attention of many powerful practitioners in Changling... Who would dare to directly kill an important official of the Great Qin Dynasty here
And what kind of method is this, to be able to condense such a cold air, which is not like the cold air that the world can have!
At the same time that these thoughts flashed through his mind, the true disciple of Lingxu Sword Sect no longer hesitated, let out a sharp whistle, and the lavender flying sword lingering around him seemed to be burning, and rushed to the sky above at a terrifying speed.
There was a bang.
In the wind and snow above the winter forest, it was like a purple dragon suddenly appeared.
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The butter paper umbrella that Ding Ning was holding was also covered with white snow, turning pure white.
Although most of his body weight was on Ding Ning's shoulders, Xue Wangxu still felt that every flesh and blood inside and outside his body became more and more sore, and his body became more and more cold.
"I finally realized what the taste of an ordinary old man is really like when he is dying. This taste is very fresh. For my life, I can finally feel this taste instead of dying directly in the battle. My life will be happier whole."
Xue Wangxu panted with difficulty, and said to Ding Ning, "It's a pity that I won't be your backer when I come to the Minshan Sword Club from today on."
Ding Ning shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter. Starting today, I have a bigger backer. Before the Minshan Sword Festival, no one dared to touch me."
Xue Wangxu was slightly taken aback, "I don't understand."
Ding Ning glanced at him, and said: "You want to see the Minshan Sword Club. Since the queen agreed, and even used such a heavyweight today, it is to fulfill her promise. She wants everyone to know that she keeps her word. Believe... After your battle with Liang Lian today, many people will naturally know that she kept her promise, and they will know that you will watch the Minshan Sword Club next year. Unless you are a stupid person, you must infer that , if you want to watch the Minshan Sword Club, you want to see my performance. Since the Queen promised to let you watch the Minshan Sword Club, of course it is impossible for you to have nothing to watch. So the Queen's promise is not only for you, but also for me. Unless I seek death myself, I will live well before the Minshan Sword Club next year. She is my biggest backer before the Minshan Sword Club."
Xue Wangxu looked at Ding Ning in admiration, and said sincerely: "You really think farther than I do, but have you thought farther and asked a carriage to pick us up? You don't need a carriage when you come, but Now I really need a carriage."
Ding Ning glanced at him, but didn't reply.
But Xue Wangxu was stunned again.
"I really admire you. Even if you can't become a very strong practitioner, you can definitely become one of the best military advisors." He looked forward and admired from the bottom of his heart.
In front of him, a carriage came out through the wind and snow, coming towards him and Ding Ning.
The driver was wearing a gray robe, he was the Jing Mozong under Wang Taixu.
When the entire Changling City was shrouded in wind and snow, the queen's study was still as warm as spring.
A kind of gentle heaven and earth vitality that is slowly released keeps the entire study room at the most suitable temperature for the human body.
The queen, who was not perfect in any way, sat calmly on the phoenix chair. She didn't watch the battle between Liang Lian and Xue Wangxu, but she knew the result earlier than the practitioner who was rushing nearby.
"It's at the peak, but even an old man like Xue Wangxu can't deal with him. He is brave and diligent, but he doesn't know the principle of combining strength and softness. Which Marquis in Changling City can't easily defeat Xue Wangxu with a sword. Wangxu, still want to be a Marquis?"
There was a hint of cold mockery on her perfect face, and she told the court lady standing respectfully by her side: "Tell the family to tell him not to spend any more energy on other places. Shui and Gushan Jianzang have contributed to this matter, so he can only go outside the pass to retire."
Being able to deliver such a message for her, this maid is naturally not an ordinary court lady.
At this moment, the maid who was about to step down felt a strange aura, she reacted instantly, and knelt down directly.
A look of real surprise appeared on the empress's clean and jade-like face.
She gave a very rare smile.
At this time, she looks like a mortal woman, and she doesn't seem to have no normal emotions like a god or Buddha.
She stood up gracefully, looked at the tall figure walking into the study, and asked softly: "Your Majesty, why are you here?"
The person who can make her have such a change is naturally the most honorable Emperor of the Great Qin Dynasty, the Great Qin Emperor who has all the country under his feet.
At this moment, in the eyes of countless subjects, the most wise and mighty emperor, the most iron-blooded and powerful emperor, didn't even wear a dragon robe, but an ordinary gray linen robe.
He even has stubble on his face that hasn't been trimmed.
However, even with such a rough appearance, between his eyebrows and his every move, there is still a majesty and bearing that ordinary people can't even imagine.
Every breath and every step of his seems to carry countless rivers and mountains.
His stature is only medium, but he feels extremely tall.
Anyone can be sure that he is the emperor of the Great Qin Dynasty even if they close their eyes and don't even need to look at his face and clothes.
Listen to the queen's question.
The most powerful emperor in the history of the Great Qin Dynasty, and the most beloved emperor at the moment, did not answer her words.
Instead, she was thinking about something important, glanced at her, then turned her head to look out from the patio above the Lingquan in this study, and at the same time said softly, "Queen, do you think the Nine Realms really exist? Really?" Can someone live forever?"
Hearing his words, the queen's heart suddenly sank.