"You woke up at least four hours earlier than I expected."
When Ding Ning woke up, a very unusual voice entered his ears.
The face of the person who spoke was also ordinary, the kind that would not attract attention when walking outside in the streets and alleys.
It's just that he has a prominent, even horrifying past.
He is one of the strongest people in the Minshan Sword Sect, the "human chef" Geng Ren.
Ding Ning slowly turned his head, looked at Geng Ren standing beside his bed, there was not much special expression on his face, he just said seriously: "Thank you."
Geng Ren nodded in return and said, "You're welcome, you can call me uncle from now on."
Ding Ning nodded and said, "Uncle Master."
Geng Ren smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and nodded towards the left side of Ding Ning's bedside, "If it's common sense, reading a book is the most debilitating, but you are not very human, so you can read this first."
There was a thin booklet on the left side of Ding Ning's bed.
Although the ordinary silk pages are obviously manuscripts and are not rare ancient books, if other practitioners of Changling see the names on this thin booklet at this time, they will be horrified.
"Seven Books of Cultivation", Ding Ning saw the name on the front cover of this silk volume, but he didn't show the joyful expression Geng Ren imagined.
He just pondered for a moment, then looked at Geng Ren and said, "I want to go back to Changling first."
Geng Ren looked at Ding Ning with some surprises. He thought that Ding Ning might be some kind of scripture, so he explained gently: "These Seven Books of Cultivation are the basic self-cultivation skills of my Minshan Sword Sect, and they are equivalent to my The Minshan Sword Sect’s final exercise for cultivating true essence, and the most mysterious cultivation technique of our Minshan Sword Sect, are all based on the meridian movement method of this final decision.”
Ding Ning shook his head and said: "I know what scriptures this is... I also know that the Seven Books of Cultivation itself is one of the secret scriptures of the Minshan Sword Sect. Even within the Minshan Sword Sect, only some disciples have the opportunity Practice, so as to come into contact with the secret scriptures that truly represent the essence of the Minshan Sword Sect."
Geng Ren was even more surprised, but he didn't ask Ding Ning why he wanted to go back to Changling first, but looked seriously into Ding Ning's eyes and said, "You should know that you don't have much time."
"Right now, the whole Changling is shocked because you won the first place, but your victory also made them temporarily ignore a fact."
After a pause, Geng Ren then said gently: "For others, winning the first place in the Minshan Sword Competition means a bright future, but they ignore that your five qi are too strong, you must hurry up."
Ding Ning looked at him quietly and said, "I know."
Geng Ren nodded, and said very patiently: "I know that with your comprehension, comprehension of such scriptures may be very fast, but there are some things you may not know... Some of my Minshan Sword Sect's cultivation methods and ordinary skills The law is not the same, or too different."
Ding Ning looked at him and didn't reply.
Geng Ren also looked at him, and then slowly said: "Although my Minshan Sword Sect has some methods that other sects can't match, I have accumulated some things that are not available in ordinary cultivation places over the years. Not everything is omnipotent. Given your current physical condition, the only thing that can solve it is only one exercise."
Ding Ning naturally knew which technique he was talking about, and the significance of this technique to him even surpassed the legendary Gushan Jianzang, so even if he had guessed that what Geng Ren was going to talk about was about this technique, at this moment Hearing what Geng Ren said, his breathing still became disordered, and his body began to tremble slightly uncontrollably.
Geng Ren looked into Ding Ning's eyes, and said slowly in a more serious tone: "The unique feature of this technique is that it creates another sea of qi, and that sea of qi acts like the five internal organs in the body, and can even replace the internal organs. Some functions of the five internal organs in our body are not only difficult to comprehend, but the way of practice also requires penetration of many apertures. And it takes time to penetrate each aperture."
"My Minshan Sword Sect has very few people who have thoroughly comprehended and chose to practice this technique in the past."
Geng Ren smiled wryly, and then said: "The most important thing is that not every practitioner of the Minshan Sword Sect who has sufficient qualifications can choose to practice this technique. The sword tower has nine levels, and each level must be for Minshan. The Mountain Sword Sect has made enough contributions."
Ding Ning took a deep breath and said, "Since this technique is so important, it should be on the highest floor of the sword tower where the scriptures of the Minshan Sword Sect are stored, so... we must make great contributions to the Minshan Sword Sect, to be able to see it?"
Geng Ren nodded.
Ding Ning pondered: "Can't we make an exception?"
"This is the rule of the Minshan Sword Sect." Geng Ren said with a wry smile: "In my Minshan Sword Sect, the rules cannot be broken."
"Everyone abides by the rules, Minshan Sword Sect is much stronger than Changling." Ding Ning said after a moment of silence.
Geng Ren thought it was the experience in Baiyangdong that made Ding Ning feel so emotional, so he didn't comment, but said: "Now that you know this, you should hurry up."
Ding Ning glanced at the ancient book next to his ear, then looked at Geng Ren and said, "If possible, please ask my uncle to prepare the carriage for me, and I will start reading it in the carriage."
Geng Ren was slightly startled, then nodded immediately, and said: "Your status is different now, since you are determined to go back to Changling, you need to prepare more than just a carriage."
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Liang Lian slowly sat up on the bed.
His breathing had been evenly adjusted shortly after waking up, but as his face became indifferent again, his breathing became deliberately disordered instead.
Then he coughed violently, coughing up blood foam.
Footsteps sounded.
A lieutenant general in Xuanjia bowed and pushed the curtain to enter.
Liang Lian looked at the lieutenant general who should have been waiting outside the tent, but his eyes did not change much. He just waved his hand and said, "Let the military commander come over."
The lieutenant bowed his head slightly, his eyes flickering, and he retreated in response.
In just a moment, the camp tent was opened again, and the sound of the battle flags hunting in the wind outside instantly became louder inside the tent, and Qi Pomo in a black shirt appeared in front of Liang Lian.
Liang Lian stopped coughing, looked at Qi Pomo indifferently, and said, "How about those two?"
Qi Pomo bowed respectfully and said: "The nameless practitioner has entered the prison of Dafushui, and Bai Shanshui has escaped."
Liang Lian took a breath, coughed violently again, and with a puff, another cloud of blood sprayed out of his mouth.
Qi Pomo raised his head and opened his mouth to speak, but he suddenly felt as if a coldness from the deepest cold place in the ground hit his heart, his face suddenly changed drastically, his feet stopped, and his body flew back. From the sleeve of his right hand, a small thin sword with mottled colors, like a branch of wintersweet dyed with white snow, spurted out along with a strong vitality of heaven and earth!
The entire big tent swelled instantly under the sudden burst of powerful force, making a palpitating crackling sound!
Liang Lian remained indifferent, sitting still.
There was a clang in front of him, and the natal sword flashed like an oolong flying out of the sea, and instantly charged at the skinny flying sword that flew out from Qi Pomo's sleeve, and directly shook the small sword away, piercing into Qi Pomo's chest. Body.
With a crash, dozens of cracks appeared in the entire camp instantly, and air waves visible to the naked eye rushed out.
Amidst a shrill cry, Qi Pomo's body fell through the air with two curtains, and fell in front of the tent door.
"puff!"
Liang Lian sprayed another bloody arrow.
This mouthful of blood was bright red, which really caused a more serious injury.
Qi Pomo's entire heart was torn apart by this sword, and the shattered bones and internal organs were exposed in the air. However, he was still alive. His dull eyes were full of strong unwillingness and disbelief, and his mouth kept flowing. Flesh and flesh, but still made a sound, "Why?"
"You and I know each other too well."
Liang Lian looked at the bright red blood in front of him indifferently, and lowered his eyelids: "You and I are the only survivors in many battles, and we are best at survival."
"The places I am familiar with are also familiar to you. As long as I kill you... our places outside the pass will still only be familiar to me."
"She wants you to replace me. Now that I kill you and lead the army in that kind of place, I will still be the only one left."
"I die and you live, or you die and I live."
"You are a very smart person, but you are not ruthless enough, and you are too slow in doing things. The most important thing is that your cultivation is far inferior to mine. So after so many years, even if you survived like me, but I am a general, you still Just a military division."
Hearing these indifferent voices, Qi Pomo exhaled his last breath in pain.
Liang Lian didn't look at his body, nor did he look at the shocked sergeants who heard the sound, but just thought indifferently of that perfect and cruel woman, and said to himself: "Get up from the pile of corpses!" , Standing up on such a bloody road in Changling in the past few years... life will be harder, if you want me to die, it is not so easy to die."
The military flags outside the tent fluttered in the wind, covering his voice at this time.