Ding Ning walked out of the scripture hole slowly, opened the food box at the entrance of the stone hall, took out his own portion, and then sat on the stone bench at the entrance of the hall, slowly eating the vegetables that were still warm. Start sorting out today's harvest.
"Slaying the Three Corpses without Self-Natural Yuan Nerve" disguised as an ordinary exercise is definitely a very domineering exercise. Not only can it have better perception than ordinary exercises, but the true essence cultivated in the future will definitely be very violent.
If the true essence cultivated by ordinary exercises is like a big wave in a river, then the true essence of this exercise should be like an unruly evil beast contained in a big wave.
As for the Wildfire Sword Sutra, it is definitely a sword sutra that has been seriously underestimated by the practitioners of Changling these years.
The true meaning of this sword scripture is not that a wildfire starts a prairie fire, but that a wildfire is endless and regenerates when the spring breeze blows.
Because the sword is too complicated, few people practice this sword scripture, which leads to even fewer people being able to discover the true sword intent of this sword scripture.
However, for Ding Ning, complexity is not a problem.
Luckily, he went well with this first step in his practice again.
A strange night wind blew in, messing up his hair.
He raised his head and saw Li Daoji with a cold face jumping down from nowhere, shaking the cable bridge.
"follow me."
It was extremely simple, without even waiting for Ding Ning to say anything, Li Daoji turned around and motioned for Ding Ning to follow.
"Master Uncle Li Daoji." Ding Ning watched with a bitter face and had only eaten half of the meal: "I haven't finished eating yet."
"Some things are far more important than eating."
Li Daoji's sword hilt shone faintly red in the dark night, like a lantern lying in front of him, his footsteps did not stop at all, only a cold voice floated in the night fog.
Ding Ning shook his head helplessly, grabbed a rice ball, and followed quickly.
The glowing hilt swayed in the night, traveling upwards.
In the night fog, there was a narrow cable bridge that did not exist during the day, extending to a cliff crevice not far below the tallest Taoist temple.
Between the cracks in the mountain that are usually covered by white clouds, there is a strange flat land.
On the flat ground, there are even three identical thatched huts.
In front of the thatched hut, some vegetable fields have even been reclaimed on the flat ground of some dirt, all of which are planted with wild leeks.
"This room will be your future residence."
Feeling that Ding Ning, who was following behind him, had also crossed the narrow cable bridge and set foot on the ground, Li Daoji, who had already walked in front of the three huts, turned slightly sideways, and clicked on the hut on the far left. Ding Ning said.
"You can also practice here on weekdays. You don't have to listen to the lectures like other students. If you have any questions during the practice, you can directly ask me or Zhang Yi, but no one will deliver the three meals here. Only It will be sent to the stone palace in Jingshi Cave."
After thinking about it, Li Daoji added another sentence.
You don't need to attend the lectures like other students, you can go to Li Daoji directly... If this falls in the ears of other students, they will definitely be shocked and envious to an irreplaceable level, because this is equivalent to directly getting Li Daoji's true biography , and now Li Daoji is recognized as the number one expert in Baiyang Cave, except for the cave master who has not shown his cultivation for many years.
However, upon hearing Li Daoji's words, Ding Ning didn't show any surprise expression, he just said softly seriously: "Uncle Li Daoji, I usually want to live at home."
Li Daoji's two slender eyebrows were instantly raised, and he suddenly turned around, neither refusing nor agreeing, but looked at Ding Ning coldly, and said, "Go in and have a look."
Ding Ning felt some strangeness in Li Daoji's expression and tone, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, he said nothing more, and walked towards the cottage that Li Daoji pointed out.
The roof of the thatched hut is covered with ordinary thatched grass and some yellow mud, and the door panel is also the most common wooden door. However, before Ding Ning's fingers touched the wooden door, his body trembled imperceptibly.
There is the sound of water in this hut.
He took a slow breath, stretched out his hand and pushed open the unlocked wooden door.
The layout in the thatched cottage is extremely simple, there is only a bed by the window with the simplest bedding.
In front of the bed was a straw futon for meditation.
The sound of gurgling water came from under the futon.
Feeling the strange and fresh aura in this hut, Ding Ning had vaguely guessed the result, his heart was beating faster than usual, he took another deep breath, walked forward, removed the thick grass futon.
He saw, in the middle of the rocks just below his futon, there was a spring the size of a fist.
The spring water fluctuates continuously like boiling, slowly releasing wisps of milky white aura from time to time.
Every ray of spiritual energy is like a small white horn.
This is the legendary spirit vein.
In the world of practitioners thousands of years ago, most of the wars were caused by the snatching of spiritual veins. Now, whether it is the Great Qin Dynasty or the surrounding dynasties, the number of spiritual veins is extremely rare.
For those sects with spiritual veins, only the most valued disciples can practice with the help of spiritual veins.
Moreover, this spiritual vein seemed to be too far from the spiritual vein of the Aries Cave he had heard about.
Ding Ning turned around, he looked at Li Daoji, hoping to get some answers.
Looking at his doubtful eyes, Li Daoji got the wrong meaning, and said expressionlessly, "This is the legendary spirit vein, the spiritual energy that emerges from the spirit vein, enters with the breath of the practitioner. The practitioner's body will have a great tonic effect, just like some pills, which can speed up the progress of practice, but the most important thing is that these auras themselves are the purest products in the world, without any impurities , will not have bad side effects like some pills."
"I know." Ding Ning looked at him and shook his head, "That's not what I mean... I know that spiritual veins are very powerful things, but aren't only true disciples who have passed many tests qualified to use spiritual veins to practice? Once I become a traitor, what should I do if I deceive my master and destroy my ancestors in the future?"
Hearing his words, Li Daoji had a cold mocking look on the corner of his mouth, "The Aries Cave is gone, so where can you go?"
This sounds like a broken jar, but at this moment, it is full of unruly domineering and courage.
Ding Ning gave a wry smile, then looked seriously at the small spiritual vein and the grass futon that could absorb spiritual energy, and asked, "This is a spiritual vein... But why does this spiritual vein resemble the legendary one? Not the same, why is it so small?"
Li Daoji's face froze, and he didn't reply for a while.
"Uncle Li Daoji."
Ding Ning was also silent for a moment, then looked at him more seriously, and asked softly: "I heard that our Baiyang Cave was merged into the Ivy Sword Academy because we offended the queen, how did our Baiyang Cave offend him?" her?"
"Where did you hear such words?" Li Daoji's face suddenly changed, and a sharp murderous look flashed in his eyes, "If you want to live longer, it's best not to mention such words."
Ding Ning didn't feel any fear, he calmly looked at Li Daoji's murderous eyes, and whispered softly: "It's not because I offended her, even if there are no powerful practitioners in the Baiyang Cave with spiritual veins, how could it be possible?" I will also give you a cultivation place of the level of Ivy Sword Academy. Even Wang Taixu knows that you offended her, but he doesn't know how to offend her, otherwise I don't need to ask you at all. As for whether you want to live a long life … I wasn’t supposed to live long.”
Originally, Li Daoji's eyes became more and more fierce, but when he heard his last sentence, Li Daoji frowned, but suddenly felt that his words made sense.
The murderous look in his eyes began to dissipate.
"You don't live long, but I want to live a few more years when I can live, so I didn't say anything, and what you heard must be hallucinations."
He said coldly and slowly: "She wants to plant a spirit lotus in the spirit spring of our Baiyang Cave. The fruit produced by the spirit lotus can be used to refine some very useful medicines for breaking the boundary. In fact, she She also just wanted to see our attitude, because she always felt that there was something wrong with the attitude of our Baiyang Cave. After all, although the spirit veins are rare, but with her ability, it is not bad. It's just that our senior uncle Du Qingjiao and the cave master Not willing to fulfill... because that kind of Linglian will absorb a lot of spiritual energy from the spiritual veins, leading to the drying up of the spiritual veins. So before he sensed her intention, Master Du Qingjiao had already divided our spiritual veins into small pieces. This is a kind of self-destruction, but each of the spiritual veins is not enough to maintain the growth of that kind of spiritual lotus."
Ding Ning was slightly absent-minded.
He didn't expect that the white-haired old man who had left Aries Cave would make such a choice.
"This is not an attitude of preferring broken pieces of jade to tiles, and we in Baiyang Cave don't want to offend anyone."
Li Daoji looked at the small and pitiful spirit vein, and slowly narrowed his eyes, "We only do what we think is fair and right. Although the spirit vein is small, at least it can stay, and now it can at least give Our disciples from Baiyang Cave are useful."
"I want to go home." Ding Ning nodded, and said this seriously.
Li Daoji's hand subconsciously put it on the hilt of his sword, and almost pulled out the sword to cut it. He couldn't believe that since he knew that there was a spiritual vein in this place, and he had heard so many things, he could actually do it at this time. Don't say anything else, just tell him to go home.
"I know you practice quickly, but do you think it would be better to practice in a place like Wutongluo than sitting on this spiritual vein?" His chest heaved violently, suppressing his emotions, and said in a cold voice.
Ding Ning looked at him very seriously and innocently, and said, "I know, but I can practice here during the day. I will sleep better when I go back at night."
Naturally, Li Daoji didn't know what was really going on in his heart. Seeing Ding Ning with a serious face, he turned around in annoyance and walked away in a huff.
No objection means acquiescence. Ding Ning laughed happily and shouted at his back: "Then prepare a carriage for me."
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When Li Daoji was about to draw his sword again, Nangong Caishu in the scripture cave had already finished reading "Apocalypse", and was reading the second "Notes of the Master of Bashan Jiaotang". The more she read, the paler her face became.
The owners of these two essays must not be particularly powerful practitioners, and the notes are also very messy. Many places are even just guesses and temporary insights during practice, but most of the records are descriptions of the vitality of heaven and earth.
And most importantly, the owners of these two notebooks are very humble in their attitudes towards the vitality of heaven and earth, and they are very similar.
The master of "Revelation to Heaven" compares himself to an empty bottle praying to the sky. The process of practice is like this empty bottle is praying devoutly that God can bestow some vitality of heaven and earth into his bottle.
"The Master's Notes of Bashan Jiaotang" said that when I felt the vitality of the world, it was raining, and I happened to see the vast world outside, and countless rainwater flowed down from the surrounding world and gathered in my pond.
Compared with the vast world around him, the pond in his yard, including himself, was very small.
The water in the pond comes from the gift of heaven and earth, not from drawing.
Looking at the same thoughts revealed in these two completely different essays, Nangong Caishu became more and more shocked.
She began to feel more and more that her and her father's attitude towards Tiandi Yuanqi might be wrong.
It's not that the perception is not enough, it's not that the analysis of the vitality of the world is not detailed and thorough enough, but the attitude is too strong from the beginning.
She wanted to forcibly pull the vitality of heaven and earth into her body, but she was very small compared to the vitality of heaven and earth.
So... Only by admitting one's own insignificance, only by opening one's body and making the vitality of heaven and earth interested in this fresh container, will they tentatively enter it
A trickle of water... In Nangong Caishu's mind, a pond on a rainy night appeared.
Countless drops of water fell from the heaven and the earth, landed on the grass by the pond, and fell on the banana leaves by the pond, and then merged into small water streams, slowly flowing into the pond, which was unable to directly absorb the water flow.
Her heart began to beat violently, and her eyes shone like stars.