Shock, awe, fear, disbelief... many extreme emotions enveloped the vast majority of people in the train.
In a sense, the life and death of everyone in their train carriage is less important than the young man in the train carriage.
Because this young man is Prince Fusu, the future successor of the Great Qin Dynasty.
Until this time, many of them realized why Ding Ning, Changsun Qianxue and others had to deal with Sima Cuo first.
Because Sima Cuo itself is equivalent to Fusu's guardian.
However, being able to hijack Fusu with the cooperation of so many masters is already a miracle in itself.
When the world was completely quiet, and even Fengxue became soft-spoken due to the power consumption of Changsun Qianxue, recalling the perfect sword intent just now, the hearts of all these practitioners kept oozing out. chill.
Looking at Ding Ning, who was still covering his face, they seemed to see the person from back then, but now Ding Ning was stronger and younger than when that person first walked into the streets of Changling.
The man back then had achieved great sword intent after fighting against Han, Zhao, and Wei dynasties, reaching such a perfect level, but now his descendant is only so old, and his sword intent has the potential to surpass him.
Many people in this train are in high positions. Originally, in their hearts, even if that person did leave a successor, it would have a more symbolic and summoning meaning. The successor of that person may cause Some of the rebels re-planned, but at this time, they clearly realized that the other party had not only had that symbolic meaning, but had grown into a terrifying existence again.
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Several pieces of gray-black flying snow fell on Fusu's body.
Fusu's body stiffened suddenly, a thin layer of ice shell appeared on the surface of the body, and the true energy could not flow in the body, and he couldn't even move his tongue.
Ding Ning coughed twice and spit out some small blood clots, then he raised his head and looked at Emperor Yuanwu.
Time seems to be passing very slowly at this time, everyone is waiting for Emperor Yuanwu's decision, but Emperor Yuanwu has been silent for a long time, which makes people feel extremely suffocated.
"Wang Jingmeng just entered Changling, and was still fighting with some people in the world, and the widow just happened to get acquainted with him..."
When he finally spoke, the hearts of many people were suddenly shocked again.
Prior to this, even when Emperor Yuanwu mentioned Wang Jingmeng, he simply used "that person" as a term, but this time, he directly mentioned Wang Jingmeng's name.
"So I actually know everything about him better than anyone else, his talent, his cultivation methods, and his comprehension of various sword scriptures."
Emperor Yuanwu looked deeply at Ding Ning's eyebrows, his tone was still calm but his facial expression became a little weird, "His talent is naturally excellent, it is not an exaggeration to be number one in the world, but after that everyone in the world thinks he is invincible It's just because of his natural talent, but this is a fallacy. Because I know very well that apart from his talent, he has practiced extremely hard."
"If you are far superior to your opponent in a duel, if you come here every few days, it's like leisure. While relaxing, you can also enjoy countless cheers, admiring eyes, and the reputation of gaining a foothold in Changling. However, if three The duel between the two ends of the sky is extremely exhausting, especially when there is no absolute certainty."
Emperor Yuanwu was silent for a moment, and then said: "When you are not sure, you need to study the opponent's cultivation methods and weaknesses, and you need to spend a lot of energy to figure out a way to defeat. He used this method to force himself, Many times he would not rest for many days in order to study a single sword style, and sometimes in order to practice a common sword style, he would have to practice it boringly many times a day."
"It is precisely because the widow is very clear about his path of practice and how he grows, so the widow is more sure that even if someone can surpass his talent, it is impossible to surpass his efforts by several times, so there is no one in this world. It is impossible to comprehend the way of the sword many times faster than him."
Emperor Yuanwu took a deep breath, looked at Ding Ning who was listening quietly, and said, "Even if you started practicing from birth, at this age, you have already completed his whole life, and your attainments in swordsmanship even surpassed that of Ding Ning. When he died in battle, it was more than a few times? Cultivation techniques and sword scriptures can be passed down, but the attainment and understanding of the way of the sword, the kind of sword sense that requires countless practice to create, is impossible to pass on."
"So you should not only be his descendant, you should be his rebirth."
When the voice of Emperor Yuanwu's words sounded, an uncontrollable exclamation and horrified breathing sounded like a tsunami. The endless shock and extreme disbelief made the bodies of many people in the chariot tremble. It was as stiff as Fusu at this time.
If someone stabs with a sword at this time, I am afraid that many of them will be assassinated by practitioners who are several levels lower than their own because their minds are too agitated.
Such words are too shocking.
Ding Ning frowned deeply, looked directly into Emperor Yuanwu's eyes, and said with a slight sarcasm: "Is there such a thing as rebirth in the world?"
Emperor Yuanwu said indifferently: "That may be another way of living."
Before Ding Ning could speak again, his eyes had already fallen on Changsun Qianxue and Donghu old monk, and he continued: "Their emotions cannot be concealed, even the widow's words... that can only explain the widow's speculation No problem. For the widow, no matter what kind of rebirth it is, even if it’s just a matter of Nine Death Silkworm Kungfu, if you can inherit all his memories, practice experience and even understanding of practice, then you are his rebirth. In different ways, the result is the same.”
The breathing of countless people in the field has completely stopped.
In addition to the sound of the wind and snow, even the heartbeats of many people seemed so clear.
Many people couldn't help but think, if such a speculation is true and such news spreads, what kind of shock will it cause in the world
Ding Ning didn't admit it or deny it, but just looked at Emperor Yuanwu and sneered.
"Why are you talking so much?"
He sneered and said one after another: "You said so much and made such an inference, not for me, but for Zheng Xiu. You just want to deduce a reason that you must kill me now .Only with this reason, even if Fusu is sacrificed, she can bear it."
"So, what you need now is a reason to sacrifice Fusu." Ding Ning said slowly and word by word.
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Above the wind and snow, there was a loud noise in the sky.
It was like lightning had broken the sky.
Emperor Yuanwu narrowed his eyes slightly, and pursed the corners of his lips a little harder.
"Until you became the emperor of the ages in the mouths of the people of the Great Qin Dynasty, you still had to rely on her strength, you still had to endure her, and you were still afraid of completely annoying her and breaking with her." Ding Ning's face was calmer, but just a little Looking at him intently, he asked, "Then have you ever thought about it, if I really do what you said, it will be his rebirth, and even go further than you thought, then now you are facing me, How do you feel? Yuan Wu, you are so good at forbearance."
The corners of Emperor Yuanwu's lips were slightly raised, as if proud, but he trembled slightly.
He raised his head and looked into the distance without making any sound.
However, the roar in the sky became louder and louder, and everyone present knew that his decision could not be changed, and his killing intent was decided.