The phoenix tree fell very quietly, occasionally there were several dog barks, echoing in the doorway in the autumn night.
Ding Ning pushed open the wooden door of the wine shop and walked into the wine shop without lights.
The furnishings in the wine shop were the same as usual, but Ding Ning's brows were deeply wrinkled quickly, and a chill came out of his heart.
He talked with Changsun Qianxue here before, and he seemed to be unprepared many times when he practiced here. That's because he knew very well that in the entire Changling, except for a few people, anyone who walked into this street For a moment, even the eldest grandson Qianxue's perception cannot be escaped.
And if those few people really entered this street, it would make no difference whether they were prepared or not.
Now Changsun Qianxue has not come out of the backyard, and he can't feel any breath of Changsun Qianxue... Changsun Qianxue is not in the wine shop.
The reason why he had to come back was because he was afraid that something might happen to his grandson Qianxue.
Because in the past many years, he and his grandson Qianxue have gotten used to their respective existences.
Changsun Qianxue's cultivation is enough to kill countless of him in an instant, but this is Changling, no matter how powerful a practitioner is, there are countless possibilities of being killed.
To live in Changling and how to walk in Changling, she is like a blank sheet of paper.
Ding Ning lifted the curtain leading to the backyard, and his heart became colder and colder.
The eldest grandson Qianxue was indeed not in the backyard, where did she go
Ding Ning stood motionless in the center of the backyard. After dozens of breaths of time passed, he walked into the stove on one side without saying a word, and started to cook noodles over a fire.
When the water started to boil and the noodles were put in, Ding Ning saw his hands trembling slightly.
He couldn't see his own face at this time, but he was sure that even under the light of the warm stove, his face must be pale.
He understood that in Changling at this time, he also had weaknesses.
The eldest grandson Qianxue is his biggest weakness.
She must not have any surprises.
So he lit the stove, hoping that in the dark night, Changsun Qianxue could see the sparks coming out of the chimney here and understand that he was back.
The snow-white noodles gradually floated in the boiling water.
He didn't add any seasoning, he scooped the noodles into his special thick porcelain bowl, and started to eat the noodles.
Although every time he sits at the door of the shop in the morning, he always eats noodles with thick soup and red sauce, but this kind of clear water noodles without any seasoning is actually the taste he is most used to.
The noodle soup was very hot, but listening to the cold wind in the surrounding streets, his heart became colder and colder.
If the eldest grandson Qianxue left, how much time would it take for him to appear by her side again
In the snow-white heat rising from the noodle bowl, his eyebrows and eyes looked so immature, but they were full of endless sadness.
Suddenly, the heat rising from the noodle bowl twisted slightly.
Ding Ning suddenly raised his head.
At this moment, Changsun Qianxue appeared in front of him as if appearing out of thin air.
"You..." Ding Ning stood up. He subconsciously thought that he would not be able to hold back his anger, but when he saw her quiet and cold eyes, his heart softened instantly, and he said shyly, "You... where are you going?" went?"
The eldest grandson Qianxue frowned slightly.
She could see the concern in Ding Ning's eyes for her at the moment, but she didn't really like some emotions other than concern.
Ding Ning took a deep breath, calmed down quickly, looked at her and said, "You promised me that it would never be easy..."
"It was just an accident." Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by his eldest grandson Qianxue.
She glanced at him, and then said: "You said that the people in Yunshui Palace may have obtained important clues about Gushan Jianzang."
Ding Ning's body suddenly tensed up, and his mood was extremely tense, "You found the people from Yunshui Palace?"
The eldest grandson Qianxue said calmly: "It should be."
Ding Ning became more nervous and asked, "Did you fight?"
Changsun Qianxue said: "I just wrote down the aura and description of that person."
Ding Ning breathed a sigh of relief immediately, and his tense body also relaxed.
In the vast territory of every dynasty, there will always be some great sects, and there will always be some great figures.
The Yunshui Palace of the Great Wei Dynasty was still remembered by every Qin person more than ten years after the Great Wei Dynasty had perished, so it is also a sect that cannot be used to describe it.
Although Zhao Jianlu didn't have so many terrifying master-level figures, Yunshui Palace also produced a mysterious and powerful Bai Shanshui.
At least the practitioners of the major dynasties can be sure that the Baishanshui of Yunshui Palace had crossed the sixth realm when the Wei Dynasty was destroyed, and had become a practitioner who officially stepped into the seventh realm.
More than ten years have passed, and I have never heard of Zhao Jianlu's disciple in Baishanshui who slaughtered the city with one sword, but everyone knows that he is still alive and well.
Being able to survive under the pursuit of countless troops and practitioners of the Great Qin Dynasty shows that he is stronger than before.
Bai Shanshui is not the enemy he and Changsun Qianxue can face now.
"Don't worry about this matter, I will investigate." Ding Ning was silent for a moment, drank all the remaining noodle soup in the bowl, started to wash the dishes, looked at Changsun Qianxue, and said solemnly: "And what happened now?" Guan Gushan Jianzang, Jiantiansi and Shendujian will use all their power to track down the people in Yunshui Palace. Before the final Baishanshui appears, the best thing we have to do is just silently watch this matter development, otherwise it will be dragged into the water, and there will be no benefit at all.”
"I will tell you the characteristics of the man."
The eldest grandson Qianxue thought for a moment, then nodded, expressing her agreement with Ding Ning, then she turned and walked towards the bedroom, "I'll wait for you on the bed."
This extremely ambiguous sentence was still abnormally cold in her mouth at the moment, even with an insurmountable chilling meaning, but looking at her back, Ding Ning's body began to recover warmth.
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The night in the mountains is as cool as water.
On a hillside not far from Baiyang Gorge, there is a blue palace.
The temple itself is built with gray rocks, but because the outer walls are wrapped with very old blue vines, it looks blue in the dark night.
In the deepest part of the palace covered with countless sword marks under the cyan vines, the gorgeous blanket woven with the best wool makes the whole palace look warm in the strong autumn atmosphere.
A slender elder with gray hair coiled up with a green jade hairpin looked extremely clean, even his nails were neatly trimmed.
His eyebrows are a little blue, his eyes are slightly sunken, and his face is calm but still very majestic.
He is the dean of the Ivy Sword Academy, Di Qingmei.
At this moment, he was staring coldly at the note in his hand, and a cold and mocking smile slowly emerged from the corner of his mouth.
"Baiyangdong Xue Wangxu and Du Qingjiao, these two old fools, have always been stubborn. They didn't even know how to repent after seeing so many bloody things in the early years of Yuanwu. Now they have belonged to our Qingteng Sword Academy , Xue Wangxu, an old fool, actually came up with such a trick, saying that since the two sects merged into one, there is no difference between the disciples of Qingteng Sword Academy and the disciples of Baiyang Cave, so the disciples of Baiyang Cave can also participate in our sword sacrifice Trials, it turned out to be our Qingzhi Yupo's idea."
Sitting opposite Di Qingmei was a middle-aged man in green shirt with two swords on his back.
This middle-aged man in green shirt is Duanmu Lian, his only true disciple so far.
Hearing the sneer of the majestic old man at this moment, Duanmu Lian frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Then Master, will you agree to his request?"
"Of course I would agree."
The majestic old man said sarcastically: "If I don't even agree to his request, how can I turn my words around him, and how can I draw his spiritual veins?"
"Lingmai?" A strange light flashed in Duanmulian's eyes.
"Du Qingjiao and Xue Wangxu, the two old fools, had already broken the Aries spirit vein into three strands before the queen expressed her intentions, but they thought that they could keep their spirit veins?"
Di Qingmei sneered: "The Empress finally found their faults elsewhere and gave us the Aries Cave. If we let them keep the three spiritual veins, how can the Empress be satisfied with us? ?”
"Xue Wangxu wants to leave those three spiritual veins to the people in the Aries Cave. We can't let him do what he wants."
Di Qingmei looked at Duanmu Lian in front of her, and said slowly, "Go and answer Xue Wangxu for me, and tell him that I agree to his request, but these three spiritual springs are naturally from the Ivy Sword Academy and the Baiyang Cave. Share it, only those who are qualified can use it, so it will also be used as a reward for the sword sacrifice trial at that time, and it will be used by the winner of the sword sacrifice trial."
Duan Mulian pondered for a moment, and said, "Master's plan, but among all the students in Baiyang Cave, Zhang Yi and Su Qin should not be underestimated. Regardless of their entry time or age, they both meet the standards for participating in the sword sacrifice trial."
"Since I'm afraid that our disciples won't be able to deal with it, it's like a way to turn them into our people." Di Qingmei glanced at him and said slowly: "I heard that Zhang Yi is more polite and pedantic, but Su Qin is a talent , and has been at odds with Zhang Yi."
Duanmu Lian's eyes lit up slightly, he stood up, bowed seriously to the majestic old man who held the power of Qingteng Sword Academy, and said goodbye: "Disciple understands."