"We're going there to have a look."
Ding Ning thought for a moment, then said to Qing Yao in the saddle of Teng Snake beside him.
Following the direction pointed by Ding Ning's finger, Qing Yaoyin was stunned.
"Near Qiyun Mountain?" He asked Ding Ning a little uncertainly.
That place is not in Chu territory or Qin territory, not even on their route to Jiaodong County, but in the territory of Daqi Dynasty.
Although the eyesight is within reach at this time, it is not only a waste of time to turn from that place to Jiaodong County across a long distance, but also because of the cooperation between the Daqi Dynasty and Zheng Xiu, there may be some unpredictable things Accident.
"What's there?" Changsun Qianxue asked Ding Ning, who looked a little weird.
"There is a sect that uses a kind of rune stone method. It is good at making talismans with some flint and thunder stone powder to trigger thunder and fire, but the true essence technique is average, relying too much on foreign objects, and it is very common for enemies. In addition, these talismans have some natural restraint on Yin Qi and ghosts, so they are discriminated against and excluded in Qi territory. Over time, in the eyes of many Qi people, the disciples of this sect are not even as big as those Jianghu Taoists who pretend to be able to catch ghosts and exorcise evil spirits difference."
Ding Ning looked at her and explained: "At that time, I studied the cultivation methods of various dynasties, but I happened to come into contact with a few thunder talismans of this sect. At that time, I felt that the thunder talismans of this sect were actually very powerful. Using the powerful true essence exercises as a guide, the power of the thunder and fire talismans they made would be increased by dozens or even hundreds of times. Later, I really spent some time comprehending it, and it allowed me to find a suitable exercise."
Hearing this, not to mention the eldest grandson Qianxue and Qing Yaoyin, even Gongyang Chuxin, who didn't know much about him before, was moved in his heart and reacted.
Thinking about it, even though he found a suitable technique for that sect back then, but before he could do anything about it, Wang Jingmeng had already encountered the Changling Change and fell in Changling.
"Thunder liquid and real fire lead, the secret method of suppressing the fire palace in Zhao Dihuo. The method of this Daqi sect is very strange. The true essence skill must be cultivated at the same time, and the true essence can be perfectly transformed in the thunder and fire. It's just right. It took me a lot of effort to get this exercise from the Fire God Palace, and after a little modification, it should be very suitable for this sect, but before I had time to get in touch with this sect, I encountered a big change."
Ding Ning didn't hide it either. During the slow talk, his state of mind also completely calmed down, "Ten years is a long time, especially when I can't do anything for a while. What I worry most is that I am afraid of some crucial things. , so I always remind myself that in addition to some practice experience, there are also mistakes made in previous practice, so that in the process of practicing again, my realm will become more perfect. In addition, What I want to remember are some important cultivation techniques that I have seen, including those of my opponents and the means to fight against them."
"For a while, I thought that Lin Zhujiu and the others were already dead. So if I want to take revenge, the only thing I can rely on is my practice experience and those powerful sword scriptures."
"Before I thought that as long as I returned to the seventh realm, it would be difficult for anyone in the world to kill me. At least I would be able to escape if I lost the enemy. As long as I can remember these things, I will choose someone to teach, and it is possible to rebuild a Bashan sword field .”
Ding Ning smiled lightly as if laughing at himself: "It's just that Yuan Wu broke through the eight realms, and seeing Ye Xiao's killing array again, it's not that simple now."
Gong Yang Chuxin's hands trembled slightly.
Although he is the most outstanding member of the younger generation of the Gongyang family, his intelligence and insight are naturally extraordinary, but because of Ding Ning's status, every word he utters seems to be beyond the world of this practitioner, but it is so natural.
Now he naturally understands that with the help of Lin Zhujiu and others, it is relatively easy for Ding Ningru to carry the Bashan sword field and many secret treasures of practice places. He was shocked.
The face and appearance of Ding Ning now actually look about the same age as him, but the longer he has been in contact with Ding Ning, the more naturally he ignores these things in his heart, and the more he admires Ding Ning in his heart.
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There are Taoist temples in the mountains.
The Taoist temple is small and somewhat ruined. Although there are flowers and trees, there is no one to rest, and there is a kind of wanton wildness.
There is a plaque above the entrance of the Taoist Temple, the paint color is mottled, and even the original gilded characters are almost invisible. It takes a careful study to distinguish the four characters of Leihuo Taoist Temple.
There is only one middle-aged Taoist in this entire Taoist temple.
This middle-aged Taoist is thin, with a sallow complexion, and the yellow coarse sermon robe on his body is also washed white. It is obvious that although life is simple, it is not easy, but his appearance is dignified, not only the Taoist robe on his body is a little worn out The mouth has been meticulously mended, and even the body is extremely clean, the hair is not messy at all, and there is no dirt in the nails.
So even when he was carrying water in front of a well in the Taoist temple and doing the clumsy work of watering the vegetable garden, he felt extraordinarily reserved.
Suddenly, the middle-aged Taoist heard some wind and thunder.
He raised his head strangely.
When he raised his head, the entire Taoist temple was shrouded in a huge shadow.
His pupils zoomed violently, and the Taoist robe on his body was instantly soaked by water vapor.
Feeling the powerful fluctuation of vitality, looking at the rock-like thick scales leaking out of the cloud, his fingers were slightly stiff, and he loosened the red talisman papers in his sleeves that had already started to heat up, before receiving them. The moment he got down, he even relaxed his body, just waiting silently.
"I don't know if this is still the sect back then, and I don't know if you know something that happened outside recently. If it was a member of the sect back then, a few months before Great Qin Yuanwu ascended the throne, I once wrote a letter Letter to here."
The wind and thunder were still in the sky, but a voice sounded from beside him.
The middle-aged Taoist turned his head subconsciously following the voice. As soon as Ding Ning's figure appeared in his vision, he thought of some thrilling things because of the voice. He took a deep breath, bowed deeply without any hesitation, stretched his stiff fingers into his sleeves, and took out a yellowed cowhide envelope from it.
"If you believe it, you will go to Changling."
Ding Ning said this sentence calmly.
That was the last sentence of this old letter.
"It's a lifetime of regret for my master to hear about your death before arriving at Changling." The middle-aged Taoist could not stand up, his voice trembling slightly.
Ding Ning nodded and said: "In that case, if I go to Jiaodong County, you should follow me."
The middle-aged Taoist got up, bowed again, his eyes gradually moistened, and said: "I believe in ghosts and gods, let me burn incense on the spiritual seat of the master, and tell me about it."