"Affection?"
Changsun Qianxue glanced at him, and said coldly: "This is a very illusory thing."
"So he let me choose."
Ding Ning looked at the jade in his hand, was silent for a moment, and said, "So he didn't make any request."
The eldest grandson Qianxue suddenly felt that this seemed a little ridiculous, and said with a slight mockery: "What can you do?"
"At least I can become stronger faster and make it more secure for me to enter the Minshan Sword Sect."
Ding Ning was silent for a moment, and said: "After he dies, Wang Tu's hegemony has no meaning to him, so he should just want us to treat his subjects better."
Changsun Qianxue still mocked slightly: "What if the Great Chu Dynasty is gone?"
Ding Ning glanced at her and said, "You can also treat people in Chudi better."
Changsun Qianxue glanced at him, the expression in her eyebrows clearly disapproved, but Ding Ning nodded her head and said, "Of course it's meaningless to say these things now."
The eldest grandson Qianxue asked coldly: "How far can it go?"
Her words are too simple, it may be difficult for others to understand what she is asking, but Ding Ning replied directly: "Three Realms Top Grade."
What Changsun Qianxue asked was naturally Ding Ning's cultivation level before the Minshan Sword Club started. Ding Ning never missed anything about his practice. The cultivation base will definitely reach the top grade of the three realms.
The highest-ranked Lie Yinghong in the talent list is a mid-level cultivation in the four realms. In Changsun Qianxue's opinion, Ding Ning's top-rank cultivation in the three realms is enough.
So she glanced at Ding Ning and said nothing more.
In their world, that meant the end of this conversation.
Ding Ning didn't say anything anymore, he just took off his shoes and sat down on his bed.
No one can understand the speed of his meditation.
Almost at the moment when he closed his eyes, he seemed to be standing in the center of the sea of qi, watching the wonderful world where the five qi lingered and the true essence flowed.
A trace of heaven and earth vitality slowly floated from all directions and landed on his body.
Shocking emotions appeared in Ding Ning's sea of consciousness instantly.
He instantly understood what kind of thing the legendary man Wang Yubi was.
In addition to the sea of qi in his body surrounded by five qi, the meridians where countless true essences flow, and the infinite world outside, he "sees" the palm of his right hand glowing.
Countless light stars float in it, and these light stars, which are usually invisible to the naked eye, radiate countless lines that are invisible to the naked eye. These light stars seem small, but there seems to be an astonishing distance between them, and the space is incomparably vast.
The vitality of heaven and earth is constantly being generated out of thin air in these lines, some of which he is very familiar with, and some of which are completely beyond his cognition.
So this is not a talisman that any practitioner can create.
This is a completely independent little world.
A fragment of a star, a star core, or a star marrow... In the world of practitioners, there are countless ways to define such things. Many gems in the world, and even many strange gold and iron, come from such things. debris.
However, among the fragments produced by countless falling stars, only a very few can be compatible with the vitality of this world, not to mention that like this man Wang Yubi, he can naturally breed many vitality that is compatible with this world.
With just a few breaths, Ding Ning can be sure that this thing is the same as what he has heard, and it is enough to increase his cultivation speed by 20 to 30%. The meaning of this thing does not stop there.
"What is it?"
Looking at his trembling eyelashes, Changsun Qianxue asked directly.
"A unique little world."
Ding Ning slowly opened his eyes, looked at her and said, "It can even be used to comprehend the vitality of stars that do not belong to this world."
This is a very high-level conversation that is different from ordinary practitioners. Changsun Qianxue can understand the meaning, but she just looks at Ding Ning and asks in an unusually simple and rude way: "Can you understand the Xinghuo sword against Zheng Xiu?" way?"
Ding Ning frowned slightly, and said, "Maybe."
"If possible." Changsun Qianxue thought for a while and said, "I will accept his love."
Ding Ning laughed.
After getting used to the complexity and conspiracy, this kind of simplicity can make people feel warm and like the most.
"somebody is coming."
However, Changsun Qianxue's face was suddenly covered with a layer of frost, and she said in a tone of indescribable disgust: "It's the cultivation method of Weiyang Palace, it should be Zheng Xiu's person."
A beautiful woman dressed in plain clothes, but she couldn't wash away the nobleness of the palace, and even the black hair on her head seemed to be extra clean and shiny, walked into the parasol tree, and walked into the parasol tree. No name liquor store.
This woman didn't seem to want to hide her identity as a court lady, and her walking posture was very natural as when she was in the palace.
She looked at the wine shop that didn't look clean, and Ding Ning who was looking at her calmly, raised her eyebrows slightly in displeasure, and said, "It's really too shabby."
Ding Ning felt the breath of this woman, he was sure that this woman's status in Weiyang Palace should be second only to Pan Ruoye.
He didn't say anything first, just waiting for the maid to continue.
"This is for you."
The maid took out a document from her sleeve, put it on the table in front of Ding Ning, and then stretched out her hand to signal Ding Ning to read it immediately.
Ding Ning unfolded the document and immediately frowned.
The maid gave him a cold look and said, "What?"
Ding Ning looked up at her and said, "This is a land deed document."
The maid said: "As long as you can read, you can tell that this is a land deed document."
Ding Ning said: "But this is the land deed document of the Zhou Family Mo Garden."
The palace lady mocked slightly: "The Mo Garden is the Mo Garden, but it doesn't belong to the Zhou family now... From today onwards, there will be no Zhou family in Changling City."
Ding Ning lowered his head slightly, looked at the document in front of him, and said, "This reward is too great."
The maid's face darkened, and she said: "Since you are rewarded, it means that you deserve such a reward."
Ding Ning nodded, and put away the land deed documents in front of him.
The maid's face softened a little, and she said, "Today, you will move to Mo Garden."
Ding Ning knew that there was absolutely no room for negotiation with such a will, so he didn't say anything anymore, just calmly agreed.
"Don't mention anything about Wu Shan again, especially don't mention that you saved him."
The majestic maid turned and left in satisfaction, but when she walked out of the wine shop, she confessed indifferently: "Because from today on, he is already the prince of our Great Qin Dynasty."
When the majestic maid disappeared from Ding Ning's sight, the eldest grandson Qianxue appeared behind Ding Ning.
"She treats you well, what a big deal."
The eldest grandson Qianxue stared at the direction where the maid's figure disappeared with cold eyes, her face was covered with an unspeakable murderous look, "I even gave you the Zhou family's house in one fell swoop."
Ding Ning understood her dislike for Zheng Xiu, he shook his head, his eyes were a little cold, "This is not a big gift."
The eldest grandson Qianxue restrained her killing intent, but she was still very angry, so she didn't want to talk at the moment.
"The Lushan League is over, and the foreign affairs have been decided. She won't hold back any people she doesn't want to see in Changling." Ding Ning glanced at her, and said: "The Zhou family is over, but we have occupied the ink garden." …The Zhou family ended again because I went to Wushan with the ancestors of the Zhou family. In the eyes of the remaining old dignitaries, I should be the Queen's person."
"Even if they may not dare to deal with me openly, as long as there is a suitable opportunity, these old dignitaries will never give up stabbing me."
After a pause, Ding Ning said indifferently: "So this is not a big gift, it's just a way to kill with a knife."
Listening to these words, Changsun Qianxue's complexion became much better, "Why?"
Ding Ning said: "Mo Shoucheng has doubts about me, so she will naturally have doubts."
"If a person like her has any doubts about a person, it's best to let that person disappear from Changling directly." Changsun Qianxue completely understood, and sneered: "So you saved her son, but you want to save her son?" If you participate in the Minshan Sword Club, she will not help you."
"Perhaps some people think that she will acquiesce in my victory in the Minshan Sword Club, but you and I know very well that what she means now is not to let me win in the Minshan Sword Club." Ding Ning looked at her, calmly and coldly. Said slowly.
He, Changsun Qianxue and even Xue Wangxu and others will move into Zhouyuan today. In the eyes of most people in Changling, this is an ordinary young man in the market who suddenly gets the favor of fate by virtue of his hard work and fortune. This is really an enviable and inspiring beautiful story.
However, the real backside of this story is not beautiful.
Changsun Qianxue looked at the coldness on his face and asked, "Then what are you going to do?"
"There is no question of what to do." Ding Ning said softly, "This is a matter of my life, so I can only do everything possible to make her unhappy."