"Who is that person?"
In an elegant study room, on the precious rosewood bookshelves, there are all kinds of books related to cultivation, some of which look dilapidated, but are extremely rare and rare treasures.
There is no pen and paper on the desk, only an open volume of classics and a pot of white orchids.
The young man sitting behind the desk and asking questions was only wearing an ordinary blue satin robe without any luxurious accessories, but his whole body seemed to be emitting brilliance. He was growing up as the proton of the Great Chu Dynasty. Liling gradually possessed the status of Liling Lord who was close to the princely status.
The expression on his face has always been gentle and peaceful, but at the moment in his study, there are already fine wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.
He has too many things to worry about.
Even if he has such a status in Changling today, as long as he cannot return to the capital of Great Chu, his life will never be completely in his own hands.
The way home is too difficult, there are thousands of rivers and mountains, and any small matter may eventually make him fall short.
The fish market is a very unique place. The entire Changling Tomb, and even the countless dignitaries in the world have their shadows cast in it. One or two inconspicuous small bubbles that popped out of it may be related to the fight between two big fish deep below the water surface.
Today, a special battle took place outside the fish market. Both sword masters showed extraordinary strength. The most important thing is that one of the practitioners has never officially appeared in the sight of Changling people before. inside.
Therefore, he must understand this cultivator, and must understand some meaning behind the battle of this level of practitioner.
Opposite Li Lingjun, Lu Siche, who was dressed as a scholar in white shirt, had just walked into this study.
This thin man with a handsome face and wise eyes shining brightly is one of the most important staff under Li Lingjun's seat. Many things that happened in the streets and alleys of Changling every day will pass through his hands, and after his analysis, they will finally be presented in front of Li Lingjun more clearly.
And compared to other staff, he will not use his own thinking and judgment to interfere with Mr. Li Ling's thinking. He always stands in the position of analyzing with Mr. Li Ling.
In Li Lingjun's gentle voice, Lu Siche respectfully sat down in front of him.
"That person is Li Daoji, a direct disciple of Xue Wangxu in the Baiyang Cave. He is already quite famous in the sects around the Baiyang Cave, but he has never stepped out of the Baiyang Cave after entering the gate. It's very strange."
Lu Siche said very clearly in an unhurried tone: "Both he and Yu Daoan are survivors of the Han Dynasty. They were once disciples of the Yijianzong in Han. He and Yu Daoan were left. Both of them were convicted and imprisoned. They were granted amnesty when Emperor Yuanwu ascended the throne. When Daoji entered Baiyang Cave, Yu Daoan thought that Li Daoji had betrayed his master by admitting to a thief as his father. He said that Li Daoji would either die in Baiyang Cave all his life, or he would kill Li Daoji as soon as he left Baiyang Cave. die."
"The two should have fought before. Although the realm of true essence cultivation has always been similar, the strength revealed by Li Daoji before should be far weaker than that of Dao'an."
"Before fighting Yu Daoan, Li Daoji went to the fish market and bought a sword from Sun Bing. After that, he fought Yu Daoan. After the battle, he went straight back to Baiyang Cave. "
"Then I noticed another thing. Baiyang Cave recruited a student as an exception. That student is the young man Ding Ning from Wutongluo Wine Shop. He passed the mystery half a day after he started."
"Half a day to understand the mystery?"
Li Lingjun's expression had been very calm before this, but when he heard this, his brows suddenly frowned, and he repeated it unconsciously, his face was a little ugly.
That day in Wutong Luoli, he talked with this young man with great sincerity and promised that everyone would know that he kept his word, but he was humiliated.
He was very disliked by this young man, and when he occasionally recalled it later, he suddenly felt that before the young man rejected him, he had already had an inexplicable feeling for this young man when he saw him for the first time. do not like.
It seemed to be because of the calmer look in the boy's eyes than his own.
It seems that he faintly feels that this young man will pose a great threat to him in the future.
This is a very weird intuition, and it seems that there is no reason at all. However, in the past years, it is not difficult to find such examples.
"Half a day to understand the mystery, in my memory, during the more than ten years since Emperor Yuanwu ascended the throne, there were only two people in the entire Changling who could do it." He frowned deeply, and looked up at Lu Siche, "Since Li Daoji has endured it for ten years, so if there is no special accident, he will naturally continue to endure it. So I think Li Daoji's coming out of the mountain is very likely to have a big reason for this young man from the wine shop."
Lu Siche nodded, he also had the same opinion as Mr. Li Ling.
"It's just some disputes between the old enemy and the sect, so there is no need to worry too much."
Li Lingjun thought for a while and said, "It's just that I don't like this young man very much."
Prior to this, Lord Li Ling had already expressed his dislike for Ding Ning.
However, because Ding Ning's status is too humble, even if he expressed such intentions, Lu Siche and Chen Moli, his loyal disciples, would never do anything against Ding Ning.
But it's different now.
Ding Ning has already entered the Baiyang Cave, and he has been through the mystery for half a day.
Now that Mr. Li Ling said these words again, Lu Siche knew that he had to take care of this young man.
"Changling is really a place where dragons are hidden and tigers are crouching."
Li Lingjun was silent for a moment, and when Lu Siche got up to leave, he said this softly.
It fell into Lu Siche's ears, and Lu Siche just thought that he was feeling sorry for Ding Ning's half-day Tongxuan and the strength displayed by Li Daoji.
However, what Lu Siche didn't expect was that what Li Lingjun thought of at this time was still the wine shop in the deep alley, that stunning woman.
He thought that if the young man was a little surprised, the thought of the beautiful woman in the wine shop might also change.
There are countless possibilities in life.
If you don't give up easily, you may be able to turn a certain possibility into reality.
…
Ding Ning is still practicing.
The five qi in his body were continuously submerged in the sea of qi, moving towards the jade palace deep in the sea of qi at an unusually slow speed, which was already fast for other practitioners.
At the same time, the countless invisible young silkworms in his body were also constantly devouring most of the aura that had penetrated into his body, constantly causing subtle changes in his body.
This is the simultaneous practice of two mysterious and unspeakable lines.
Ding Ning felt the practice of these two lines, and a faint joy began to pervade his perceptual world.
The spiritual veins were too rare, and he hadn't touched the spiritual energy for too long, he even forgot the taste and efficacy of the spiritual energy, but at this moment, feeling the swallowing of those young silkworms, he began to realize that although the spiritual veins were small, they were at least It can more than double the speed of his real cultivation.
According to this speed, one month later, when his cultivation base of "Slaying Three Corpses Without Self-Natural Origin Nerves" breaks through to the second level, his real cultivation level should also be able to taste from the second level. Bone breakthrough to the second level top-rank marrow replacement.
Suddenly, the countless invisible young silkworms in his body disappeared without a trace, he stopped his cultivation, and opened his eyes very vigilantly.
"Uncle Li Daoji?"
He let out a soft cry.
"Since you notice that I'm coming, come out." Li Daoji's cold voice sounded outside the cottage.
Ding Ning stood up from the futon, opened the door and walked out of the hut, his brows frowned slightly.
He smelled an unusual smell of blood.
Seeing Li Daoji's strange standing posture, he asked in shock, "Are you injured?"
Li Daoji raised his sharp brows slightly.
He didn't say anything for a while, just threw the broken sword wrapped in cloth strips to Ding Ning, and said indifferently: "Since you are already studying the Wildfire Sword Sutra, you need a sword."
Ding Ning was slightly stunned. From the moment he caught the sword, he already felt that it was a broken sword.
The cloth strip was quickly untied by him.
He found a lot of dried blood on the cloth, and when the dark green broken sword appeared in his sight, his pupils shrank imperceptibly.
His face is still calm, but there is a complex emotion that is cooler than the autumn wind in his heart.
He knew exactly what kind of sword it was, what material it was made of, what function it had, and even how it was cast.
Because he knew this sword.
In other words, this sword has an unusual relationship with him.
"The sword is the same as the cultivation method. The most important thing is that it is suitable, but if you don't think it is suitable, you can leave it alone." Looking at Ding Ning's silence and strange eyes, Li Daoji thought he despised it as a broken sword .
"Thanks."
Ding Ning's hand fell on the hilt of the sword. He looked at the cracks on the dark green broken sword and thanked him softly.
His voice was low, but sincere.
Li Daoji stopped talking and turned to leave.
"Did you get hurt because of this sword?"
Ding Ning looked at his back and asked suddenly.
Li Daoji turned around slightly, and said coldly: "You are too curious and too smart. You should know that people who are too smart and curious tend not to live long."
Ding Ning quietly looked at the sword in his hand without raising his head, and said softly, "Anyway, I'm neither smart nor curious, and I don't live too long."
Li Daoji's body froze.
Ding Ning smiled coldly, his fingers brushed the surface of the broken sword in his hand.
In the fissures on Can Jian's sword body, some light threads flashed, as if countless small dark green flowers were about to bloom on the sword body.