The hands of the ancestor of the Zhou family stopped on the girl's shoulders.
Even the clean but dry hands formed a strong contrast with the fair and delicate skin on the girl's neck, giving off a sinister beauty.
Because his heart was filled with violent and resentful emotions, he didn't realize the passage of time, his hands paused for a long time, maintaining a motionless posture, Zhou Susang didn't understand what he was going to do, and couldn't control his body for a while. trembling.
It wasn't until the obvious tremor spread into the palm that the ancestor of the Zhou family suddenly woke up.
With a movement of his figure, he returned to his couch, waved to the girl with a friendly face, motioned for her to leave, and said softly: "There should be no problem, you just continue to practice."
The uneasiness in Zhou Susang's heart disappeared immediately, she saluted the old man with great respect, and then stepped back.
The ancestor of the Zhou family didn't look at her leaving figure, and bowed his head in silence, his face full of gloom.
Time is extremely tight for an old man like him, but for a powerful practitioner who is always stuck at a certain threshold, even unable to continue to practice due to physical reasons, if he continues to practice, the entire sea of qi may be completely frozen In terms of people, when they are used to spending a lot of time practicing every day... Now these a lot of time has completely become idle, then this time will seem extremely long.
Every breath is painful.
In such torment, a person who obviously possesses great power but cannot advance an inch, and can only feel his own aging and death, is absolutely impossible to have a happy mood.
The only lucky thing is that he has more time to think than ordinary practitioners.
From the very beginning, he never had the idea of letting Ding Ning live for a long time.
It is impossible for the supreme sword formula on the Zhou family's freehand scroll to be passed on to outsiders, otherwise the Zhou family, which is declining day by day, will lose even the last foundation.
According to his practice experience, Ding Ning's sea of Qi should start to freeze before the Minshan Sword Festival starts.
If he doesn't need to do anything at that time, I'm afraid that the opponents in the Minshan Sword Club will make Ding Ning disappear in this world.
Now Ding Ning's comprehension of the fragments of freehand scrolls is of no help to him, he first needs to make sure that the wine shop boy has not lied to him, and then he does not want the wine shop boy's death to be meaningless...it is meaningless to him.
"It was a real grand event, one that may never happen in the future. Such a grand event cannot be missed."
The ancestor of the Zhou family crossed his hands and fingers with a gloomy face, thinking about it, and slowly said this sentence to himself.
The grand meeting he was talking about naturally refers to the Lushan League.
The Lushan League agreed upon by the four dynasties nine years ago was a battle of wits and courage among the dynasties, revealing the deepest strength.
Not only the emperors of various dynasties come to Lushan, but also the most amazing and talented figures of each dynasty will gather in Lushan.
Now that Emperor Yuanwu has reached the Eighth Realm, every practitioner in the world naturally wants to know what kind of shocking wind and rain will be brought, and wants to see it with his own eyes.
Even if the entire Lushan Mountain will be sealed off by the troops and practitioners of the emperors of various dynasties, as long as they rush to some of the hills around the Lushan Mountain, they must be able to witness the changes in the aura on the top of the Lushan Mountain.
For practitioners like the ancestors of the Zhou family, it may be a great opportunity to perceive some changes in Qi mechanism when higher practitioners carry or release the vitality of heaven and earth at a very short distance, and perceive some lines flowing between heaven and earth .
For the ancestor of the Zhou family, the words Lushan League reminded him of more things.
Lushan is not far from Wushan.
And in Wushan, there is something very useful to him hidden.
But no matter whether he went to Lushan or Wushan, he had to go out of the mountain, out of Zhou's ink garden.
"You should go out for a walk."
The ancestor of the Zhou family looked at the night sky outside and said to himself indifferently.
Then he drank in a deep voice: "Prepare the car."
It takes at least half a day's drive from Zhoujia Moyuan to Wutongluo. If you start at this time, you can go to Wutongluo in the early morning.
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In the darkness before dawn, Changsun Qianxue opened her eyes.
All the vitality related to practice in her body was collected into the sea of qi and sank into the Jade Palace.
The extremely deep-colored sword in her Jade Palace didn't even need her to think, and greedily sucked in all the true energy and the vitality of heaven and earth that had sunk into the Jade Palace.
It is impossible for ordinary natal swords to contain such an astonishing amount of real energy and heaven and earth energy, but this Nine Nether Nether King Sword completely seems to contain a real world, a nether world.
Her perception also penetrated into this sword, and after being emanated by this sword, it expanded several times.
The countless little silkworms in Ding Ning's body sensed her abnormality, and he opened his eyes very vigilantly, and said softly, "What's the matter?"
"At the middle level of the seventh realm, the five qi are incomplete, and the sea of qi is more than half." Changsun Qianxue glanced at him and said slowly.
"It's the ancestor of the Zhou family, he should have come to look for me."
Ding Ning confirmed the identity of the visitor without hesitation, and sneered: "Hiding in Moyuan for so many years, all the people in Changling thought he was dead, but now he came to look for me in person, it seems unusual."
"Although more than half of the sea of qi is self-appointed, it is only the difference between the total amount of true energy and the vitality of heaven and earth, and the poor circulation, and he majored in the method of condensing evil spirits in the stars. Before the first year of Yuanwu, he went through many cruel battles... If there is a real fight, I may not be sure of winning."
Changsun Qianxue said solemnly, "Can you deal with such a person?"
Ding Ning thought for a while, but didn't answer for a while.
The eldest grandson Qianxue frowned, with a look of contempt on her face: "It seems that I have overthought, you have a talisman now."
Ding Ning understood what she meant, but without the slightest bit of shame, he just said calmly, "Let's see why he came."
Several carriages were parked in a street not far from Wutongluo.
The ancestor of the Zhou family in the carriage in the middle squinted his eyes slightly, looking at Changling City immersed in the last ray of darkness before dawn.
After leaving the ink garden, along the way, this Changling and the Changling in his impression had undergone countless changes, becoming more majestic and huge, making him unable to imagine the dripping blood before.
Many of the original mansions have disappeared.
Can not see the slightest trace.
It turns out that many things can really be erased without leaving any traces.
But I don't want to leave no traces in such a majestic city.
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When the first ray of morning light fell on the plane trees, Zhang Yi got up and began to sweep the courtyard. The broom in his hand was always at a distance from the ground, and the traces of vitality flowing from his hands were blowing on the ground. The fallen leaves and dust on the ground were swept away, but there was no sound at all.
The reason for not making a sound was to not disturb Xue Wangxu's sleep.
It's just that this kind of sweeping is also regarded as homework by him. Looking back at these days of practicing in Wutong Luoli, he found that his imperceptible progress was faster than when practicing in Baiyang Cave.
He couldn't figure out why.
But Ding Ning is very clear about the reason.
The state of mind is the most important thing in practice. When you do something seriously with a sincere heart, it will naturally be easier to succeed.
Xue Wangxu had never been so weak.
And Zhang Yi, who is extremely respectful and filial, has never been so worried about Xue Wangxu, and taking care of Xue Wangxu wholeheartedly is the most important thing for him.
How could it be possible to make slow progress if every move was dedicated.
After sweeping the courtyard, Zhang Yi still opened the door silently, carrying some dry firewood and a stove to light a fire outside. At this time, Ding Ning also opened the shop door as usual, and at this time, Zhou Xieyi came from the alley.
Ding Ning already knew that the ancestor of the Zhou family was coming in person, so he was not surprised, but Zhang Yi was startled when he saw Zhou Xinyi's arrival.
"My family's ancestor wants to see you." Zhou Xinyi lowered her head all the time, walked up to Ding Ning and bowed slightly, and said softly.
Ding Ning didn't say much, nodded, and followed Zhou Xinyi who turned around and walked out of the alley.
When approaching the several carriages that stopped, the curtain of the ancestor of the Zhou family in the carriage in the middle was slowly pushed away by a gentle force, revealing the figure of the ancestor of the Zhou family.
Ding Ning saluted very respectfully and said, "Why did you come to see me so early?"
The ancestor of the Zhou family had been watching all of Ding Ning's actions and expressions. An imperceptible gloomy light flashed in the depths of his eyes. He felt that calmness could indeed cover up many emotions.
It's just that there was the gentlest smile on his face. He patted the soft couch by his side, and said kindly, as if greeting his own Zhou family's junior, "Come here and sit and talk."
Ding Ning sat down respectfully, like a well-behaved back ready to listen.
"Let me take a look at your cultivation." The ancestor of the Zhou family stretched out his hands kindly, as if touching the girl, and landed on Ding Ning's arms.
There was nothing unusual about Ding Ning's face.
As the vitality he exuded wandered away, the ancestor of the Zhou family's breathing paused slightly, and he didn't notice anything unusual. Everything about Ding Ning was as he expected.
In this way, the wine shop boy didn't realize anything more than him
Maybe I was too suspicious.
How could a junior like him comprehend something more mysterious and correct than himself in such a short period of time
There was a trace of self-mockery on the mouth of the ancestor of the Zhou family, and then it turned into endless coldness and violence, and in a very short time, it turned into extreme gentleness again.
"In a few days, it will be the Lushan League that will determine the future fate of our Great Qin Dynasty."
He looked at Ding Ning and said softly, "This is a real grand event. I want you to accompany me to see it. You can think about it."
"Although it is very possible to get some special encounters, it is also very dangerous to go to such a grand event."
After a pause, he added kindly: "Even the practitioners who are called to follow into Lushan may not be safe. And we can't enter Lushan, so we can only observe the ceremony in the forest as close as possible to Lushan. It’s just that practitioners from various dynasties will also go there, so disputes are inevitable. Even I may not guarantee that I will retreat unscathed, so you don’t have to answer me right away, you can think about it.”
"You said that you can't guarantee that you can retreat completely. It is normal for a practitioner like me to die in there." Ding Ning thought coldly in his heart, but there was no surprise on his face except for thinking. any noticeable changes.