The scene was quiet, and the brilliance of the Qingyu Mountain Gate of the Minshan Sword Sect fell on Ding Ning and the others, making Ding Ning and the others glaring.
In fact, all the selected students were also looking at Ding Ning who arrived last.
For this young practitioner in Changling, his cultivation level is not particularly high, but since he entered the Baiyang Cave, he has been exuding a dazzling edge from time to time, even covering up the light of other geniuses. The selected students naturally have different views and judgments in their hearts.
But looking at Ding Ning, who was silently helping Xue Wangxu, all these selected students felt a little uneasy for some reason, and felt an inexplicable dangerous atmosphere.
Gu Xichun is in the middle of all the selected students. In his opinion, since Ding Ning has been ranked so high in the talent list, it means that Ding Ning will not be eliminated very early at least. The fight between him and Ding Ning There is no rush.
He didn't even want to rush to see Ding Ning.
However, as soon as Ding Ning arrived, he seemed to draw everyone's attention with infinite magic power.
He looked at Ding Ning, looked at Xue Wangxu who was beside Ding Ning, the depths of his eyes, which were originally in the shadows, suddenly had some strange colors, giving the impression that there was a piece of pine oil in the depths of his eyes It was burning, billowing thick smoke.
Beside Gu Xichun, there has always been a teacher from the Shadow Mountain Sword Cave. This teacher was also a certain uncle who cared most about Gu Xichun's practice in the past. After Gu Xichun had an amazing enlightenment, this teacher uncle of his His status in the Shadow Mountain Sword Cave has also been greatly improved, and he is also by Gu Xichun's side on such important occasions.
Feeling Gu Xichun's strange behavior beside him at this time, the middle-aged teacher frowned slightly, and softly advised: "Don't worry about it, it is absolutely impossible for this person to disobey the queen's kindness and win the Minshan Sword Club." After this sword meeting, it will naturally fade out of everyone's sight in Changling."
Gu Xichun understood the kindness of this uncle, his face turned pale, and he said slowly: "If it is destined to be a shooting star, I also hope that this shooting star will end in my hands, so that his light can add color to me .”
"It's great to have a chance, but you can't be too persistent in everything." The middle-aged master of Yingshan Sword Cave nodded, glanced at Xue Wangxu in the distance, and said with a little sympathy: "If you are too persistent, you will change your mind." It has to be the same as this Xue Wangxu."
Many people looked at Xue Wangxu with regret and sympathy.
Those above the seven realms are masters.
What an achievement it is to reach the Seventh Realm, but such a true Grandmaster of the Seventh Realm wants to see how his closest disciples perform in the Minshan Sword Club.
The vast majority of people in the field can be sure that Xue Wangxu will die before the official start of the Minshan Sword Festival.
Before the Minshan Sword Festival this time, there was also a holy priest offering sacrifices to the heavens and proclaiming to the ancestors, and appointing a prince.
Most of the people on the field doubted whether Xue Wangxu would be able to hold out till the end of the Holy Majesty's sacrifice to heaven.
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Nangong Caishu was a disciple of the Ivy Sword Academy. After He Zhaoxi went to meet him, she went up to him without any hesitation and walked beside Ding Ning.
Xie Changsheng didn't use his brain very much in doing things, so he went up to him without any hesitation.
Xie Rou didn't stop him this time.
Husband and wife follow, she has already made a vow not to marry Ding Ning, although Ding Ning does not agree with her vow, but for her, no matter how dangerous Ding Ning is doing at this time, she will naturally follow.
Xu Heshan hesitated slightly, but still walked to Nangong Caishu's side.
These people, together with Zhang Yi and Shen Yi, formed a small team, isolated from the people around them.
Because there are not many people, it doesn't look tragic, but it looks a little sad.
"Not enough time."
Ding Ning has been silent since he walked through the Qingyu Mountain Gate of the Minshan Sword Sect. At this time, he stopped at the end of the queue. He asked He Zhaoxi to bear all the weight of Xue Wangxu, and then whispered in Xue Wangxu's ear. He said softly but earnestly: "Because I won the first place in Baiyang Cave, my disciple can't accompany you on the last journey."
Xue Wangxu's breathing was already very difficult at this time, but when he heard Ding Ning's words, he still squeezed out a smile, and said gently: "I can leave at ease."
"Eldest brother, you accompany the cave master on the last journey."
Ding Ning gave up his seat to Zhang Yi, and bowed deeply to Xue Wangxu.
When everyone was silent, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
Nangong Caishu, Xie Changsheng and others did not understand the true meaning of the conversation between Ding Ning and Xue Wangxu, but the moment Ding Ning closed his eyes, they began to fall into incomparable shock.
In their perception, the moment Ding Ning closed his eyes, Ding Ning's body turned into an absolutely tranquil pond, in which there was a mysterious energy flowing, and in the surrounding world, there were many things that they could not see or even perceive. Things that cannot be seen are quietly flowing into this pond.
This is practice.
Even practitioners who have reached the fifth and sixth realms need a certain amount of time to calm their minds and get rid of distracting thoughts before they can enter this state of meditation and inner meditation practice. However, Ding Ning did not need any time to prepare. The moment you close your eyes, you directly enter this state of practice!
This is obviously impossible, but such a thing happened right in front of them.
In addition, what brought them even more shocking emotions was that even with their cultivation base, they could intuitively perceive that Ding Ning's body was extremely empty, so empty that not only was most of the water in this pond drained Empty, even the moisture in the wet soil has been squeezed out by half.
"Someone forced Ding Ning to almost use up his real energy."
Xie Changsheng's face became extremely gloomy, he took a deep breath, looked at Zhang Yi and Shen Yi and asked, "What happened?"
Shen Yi's eyes were already red, and he wanted to say something, but at this moment Zhang Yi replied with a trembling voice: "This is none of your business."
"What do you mean it's none of my business?"
Xie Changsheng knew that Zhang Yi had good intentions, but he still couldn't help shouting angrily, "Now that we are standing by your side, isn't this none of our business?"
"Stop arguing."
Shen Yi's voice sounded.
Xie Changsheng turned his head away even more angrily. He wanted to ask Shen Yi what he had done as a disciple of Baiyang Cave, but the moment he turned his head away, he couldn't make any sound.
All the people around him could no longer make a sound at this moment.
Because at this time Xue Wangxu opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound.
The old man seemed to want to say something more, but he couldn't make any sound anymore, and finally just showed a helpless smile.
At this moment, there was a silent throbbing in front of him.
On the sacrificial platform above the mountain road, solemn and solemn ritual music sounded.
Xie Changsheng suddenly raised his head.
He understood that Emperor Yuanwu was about to appear next. Logically speaking, at this moment, he should have the same eager eyes and full of reverence as the candidates around him. It spewed onto the altar at the end of the line of sight.
There are many people kneeling and worshiping on the ground of the rooftop, like an ocean.
Emperor Yuanwu walked calmly and confidently with the golden slips in his hand, and walked towards the front of the altar.
Fusu in full attire followed behind him ten feet away, and behind Fusu were several practitioners in green shirts.
When the yellow figure of Daoming appeared in sight, all the selected students in front of the mountain road felt that their eyes were no longer as stinging as before, and there seemed to be an unusually majestic and soft aura, like an invisible giant umbrella holding The sword intent of the entire Min Mountain was blocked for them.
This personally felt realm and the identity of that yellow figure of Daoming also made most of the selected students excited and worshipped to the extreme, and the voice of shouting long live resounded over and over again.
The yellow figure of Daoming on the altar did not stop such voices from ringing out. He began to recite the prayers for offering sacrifices to heaven, without even changing the tone of his usual speech.
However, no one in this mountain could cover his voice.
Every word he uttered between his lips and teeth was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.
The moment he uttered the first word, the sun seemed to become more intense and dazzling.
Everyone's body was coated with a layer of golden light.
However, the divine light in Xue Wangxu's eyes faded at this moment.
He failed to hear Emperor Yuanwu's prayer to heaven.
He passed away peacefully at this time.
Ding Ning also did not hear Emperor Yuanwu's prayer to the heaven.
He forgets everything about cultivating and replenishing his true energy.
Zhang Yi and Shen Yi also did not hear Emperor Yuanwu's prayer to worship heaven, their bodies and minds were completely occupied by great grief.
At the back of the altar, Fusu, who had become the prince, tried his best to look down when he heard his name being chanted.
He wanted to see where Ding Ning was.
However, the distance was too far, and he couldn't see clearly what happened below, nor where Ding Ning and the others were.