"Sure enough, it's the cold evil vitality of the distant stars."
As soon as the thin black chip was condensed and embedded in the hole, there was a slight tingling sensation. With a thought, Ding Ning broke away from the consciousness and looked inside, opened his eyes and woke up.
There are countless kinds of vitality between the heaven and the earth, such as withered vegetation, burning firewood, wind, thunder, rain and electricity... I don’t know how many vitality are active, but the many vitality in this world are all the combination and change of the original heaven and earth vitality. .
However, in this world, there is still the vitality of the sun, moon and stars from outside.
Especially for the vitality of the stars that came all the way from the extremely remote starry sky, I don't know how many spaces without light, cold and quiet to the extreme. The coldness and size of that random space are beyond the imagination of practitioners.
The vitality of the stars that has passed through the boundless and cold space and landed between the heaven and the earth is often impregnated with extremely dark vitality, which is incompatible with the practitioner's body.
However, those who have great ability are able to use it and realize the means of absorbing and using the vitality of these cold and evil stars.
This method is recorded in the most critical corner of this freehand fragment.
Na Hanji's vital energy condensed into a sword. At this time, Ding Ning could feel that as long as he moved his mind, the crystal sword that had just been condensed in his body would immediately fly out like a flying sword.
Although it can't be changed by the heart like a real flying sword, it is weird and unpredictable, but because the power of the condensed star cold evil energy is very amazing, and when it is used suddenly when facing the enemy, it is extremely difficult for the opponent to guard against.
Among the twelve meridians, a total of twenty-four such Ningsha small swords can be absorbed and condensed, and stored in the twenty-four orifices.
According to the true meaning of the profit and loss of that round of cold moon, the real and correct method is to absorb and condense the twenty-four small swords, and then strike the twenty-four small swords according to the unique talisman lines. , and then absorb a large amount of heaven and earth vitality that is beneficial to the practitioner's body, and integrate the five qi.
This is the method of absorbing water in the empty pond, the real way of profit and loss, which is recorded in the classics of practice. However, the knowledge and understanding of the ancestors of the Zhou family are limited after all.
"It's no wonder that the genius who set the latest practice record in Changling can comprehend the method I told you so quickly and succeed in condensing evil so quickly."
The moment Ding Ning opened his eyes, the ancestor of the Zhou family quietly penetrated into Ding Ning's body with a bit of true energy, and when he felt the little cold sword deposited in that hole, he immediately sighed.
"If you can condense such a sword, there is no problem with the other twenty-three swords. You have already mastered the truth. You should feel that this little cold sword is not good for your body at this moment, but it will last for half a year. There should be absolutely no problems, enough for you to deal with the Minshan Sword Society." After sighing, he looked at Ding Ning gently and said.
No problem for half a year
Feeling the chip embedded in the orifice like a piece of ice, Ding Ning can be sure that it is almost exactly half a year.
If the old ancestor of the Zhou family really followed the erroneous method, it would only take half a year, and the jade palace in his sea of qi would freeze under the influence of the vitality of these condensed evil swords.
When he confronts the enemy, the jade palace and Tianqiao will not flow smoothly, and he may only be able to exert a fraction of his true energy at most.
It happened to be the beginning of the Minshan Sword Society at that time, if one could only rely on these twenty-four Ningsha small swords and a fraction of the cultivation level to fight against the enemy, one can imagine the miserable situation.
Even though he was thinking so in his heart, Ding Ning had a sincere expression of gratitude on his face. He bowed deeply and said, "Thank you for the sutra, my ancestor. If I want to use it in the future, I will do my best."
This is a real case of each having their own ghosts. The ancestor of the Zhou family was extremely gloomy in his heart, but he smiled kindly and brightly on his face, and said in a harmonious voice: "My friend, you are welcome. With the appearance of a little friend who is a heaven and a man, in the future, my Zhou family's ink garden will regard you as my treasure." Rong."
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In the past, the rich and powerful families were also extremely extravagant in terms of food and beverages. Although the Zhou family is in decline today, although the vegetables and vegetables are ordinary, the level of refinement is still beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Even Xie Changsheng, who is used to the dishes of famous chefs in big restaurants, sees that every dish is harmonious in hue and flavor like a beautiful picture. In comparison, there is still a lack of refinement and elegance.
Zhang Yi, who had been thinking about Ding Ning's encounter, was a little absent-minded, especially when he took a piece of eggplant and tasted the deliciousness of chicken soup and shrimp juice, but he couldn't taste the taste of eggplant at all. He couldn't help but think, Eggplants are eggplants. If you want the deliciousness of chicken and shrimp, you can eat chicken and shrimps. Why bother to spend so much effort? For an ordinary farmer in Changling, there is no room for two bowls of rice in such a small pot of eggplants. How much is wasted in the process
One of the most important reasons is that the old powerful and powerful families were unable to stop the reform in the past. Too much extravagance and desire were also one of the most important reasons.
The most famous story is that a family clan washes the unfinished white rice into the gutter every day, and the monks in a nearby temple wash the white rice out every day, dry it and store it until the family clan declines. , the dried rice stored in the temple is enough for a family to eat for several years.
How can the real nobility and loftiness be displayed with such delicacy
Just in a moment of ecstasy, some truly noble and lofty aura emanated from him unconsciously, which coincided with the runes he had comprehended on the fragments of freehand brushwork today.
In the high sky of the entire ink garden, there was suddenly some dampness again.
"Brother, why, do you still want to drench me in the rain? You are a big brother, not a big wet brother."
At this moment, a joking voice came from outside the door.
Zhang Yi was shocked and came back to his senses, only to realize that he had accidentally touched the lines between the sky and the earth. He subconsciously restrained all the breath in his body, and the dampness in the sky disappeared without a trace. At the same time, he also looked at the The person at the door exhaled in surprise: "Junior Brother Ding Ning, are you back?"
Seeing Ding Ning appearing at the door, Xie Changsheng and the others immediately became excited.
"Senior brother Ding Ning, have you realized anything?" Shen Yi asked immediately.
Ding Ning nodded.
Zhang Yi was stunned, but she was too surprised to be stunned.
"That's wonderful!"
In the next instant, he said with genuine joy.
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Just this night, in a study room deep in the Changling Palace, there was a boy who was about the same age as them.
His face is handsome, gentle and naturally exuding generosity and kindness.
The gentleness and benevolence naturally revealed when the young man of the emperor's family is alone in the quiet room like this is even more valuable.
Among all the princes of Emperor Yuanwu, only one prince has such a temperament.
So he is Fusu.
At this moment, a thin booklet was spread out in front of him.
This thin booklet is exactly the Minshan Sword Club talent book compiled by Hongyang Academy.
It's just that the booklet of talents in front of him at this moment has changed compared with the booklet during the day. At this time, in the booklet that was spread out, Chen Liufeng, who had defeated Fan Wuque, was already ranked 35th, and Chen Liufeng, who had defeated Fan Wuque, was ranked 35th. Ding Ning, who lost Zhou Xiyi, has quietly risen to No. 61 at this time.
In just one day, the positions of many people in this book of talents have changed. These changes, and even the upcoming Minshan Sword Club, had nothing to do with Fusu in the first place.
Some of the practice secrets collected in the Changling Palace will not lose to the collection of the Minshan Sword Sect, and his mother, Empress Daqin, and his father, Emperor Yuanwu, are both the strongest practitioners in the world. They have arranged a path of practice for him to go forward.
Even if he is really interested in going to the Minshan Sword Sect, he doesn't need to take any entrance exams because of his most honored status.
Everything about him is beyond the envy of any young talent in Changling.
Yet he is lonely.
Just like Ding Ning and others at this moment, many young talents are surrounded by friends, but he is alone.
Seems to be alone all the time.
Especially at the big banquet at the beginning of the year, the court lady who usually served him disappeared into the air, as if she had never existed. His deliberate alienation.
This kind of estrangement from him does not come from disgust and speculation towards him, but from awe and guard against his parents, queen and emperor.
No one wants to get into trouble for no reason, and no one wants to turn into dust and disappear into the air.
When the vast majority of people who must appear in front of him have such awe and guard, he feels even more lonely and lonely.
Although the thin booklet in front of him seemed to have nothing to do with him, the changes in the situation on it made him feel lively and exciting.
He wants to have friends like normal teenagers, and he also wants to be as lively and exciting as normal teenagers.
He looked up from the booklet and looked up.
The square majestic building outside the window looks like a cold shackle.
His body didn't move, but his heart flew out.
"Maybe I should make some changes."
"Otherwise, if I stick to it, I can't get rid of the depression, and it will naturally affect my cultivation."
He was talking to himself, convincing himself to make such a sound.
A warm and sunny smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.