"You woke up at least four hours earlier than I expected.∈◆"

When Ding Ning woke up, a very ordinary voice came into his ears.

The person who speaks has an ordinary face, and the ordinary look that will not attract attention even when walking outside the streets and alleys.

It's just that he has a prominent and even a thrilling past.

He is one of the strongest people in the Minshan Sword Sect, "Man's Chef" Geng Ren.

Ding Ning slowly deflected his head and looked at Geng Ren standing beside his bed. There was not much special expression on his face, but just said seriously: "Thank you."

Geng Ren nodded and replied, "You're welcome, you can call me uncle in the future."

Ding Ning nodded and said, "Uncle Master."

Geng Ren smiled slightly, reached out and pointed to the left side of Ding Ning's bedside, "Ruochangli, reading books is the most painful, but you are not a human being, so you can read this article first."

There was a thin booklet on the left side of Ding Ning's bedside.

Although ordinary silk pages are obviously handwritten and not rare ancient books, if the rest of Changling practitioners saw the name on this thin booklet, they would be shocked.

"Seven Books of Cultivation", Ding Ning saw the name on this silk canon, but he did not reveal the joyful expression that Geng Ren imagined.

He just pondered for a moment, then looked at Geng Ren and said, "I want to go back to Changling first."

Geng Ren looked at Ding Ning with some surprise. He thought Ding Ning might have written a sutra, so he explained gently: "The seven-book of cultivation is the introductory method of my Minshan Sword Sect's self-cultivation, and it is also equivalent to the final of the practice of my Minshan Sword Sect's cultivation of true essence. The most mysterious practice method of my Minshan Sword Sect is based on the meridian operation method of this final."

Ding Ning shook his head and said, "I know what kind of sutra is this... I also know that the seven books of cultivation are themselves one of the secret scripts of the Minshan Sword Sect. Even within the Minshan Sword Sect, only a few disciples have the opportunity to practice, so as to get in touch with the secret scripts that can truly represent the essence of the Minshan Sword Sect."

Geng Ren was even more surprised, but he did not ask Ding Ning why he wanted to go back to Changling first, but looked at Ding Ning's eyes seriously and said, "You should know that you don't have much time."

"Now the entire Changling is shocked by your first place, but your victory also makes them temporarily ignore a fact."

After a pause, Geng Ren continued to say gently: "For others, winning the first place in Minshan Sword means a bright future, but they ignore that your five energy is too strong, and you must hurry up."

Ding Ning looked at him quietly and said, "I know."

Geng Ren nodded and said patiently: "I know that with your understanding, it may be very fast to comprehend such sutras, but you may not know some things... Some of the practice techniques of my Minshan Sword Sect are different from ordinary techniques, or they are too different."

Ding Ning looked at him without replying.

Geng Ren also looked at him, and then slowly said: "Although I, Minshan Sword Sect, have some methods that are not enough for other sects, have accumulated some things that are not common in practice over the years. There are only some things, and human power is ultimately limiting, and it is not omnipotent. With your current physical condition, the only thing that can be solved is only one martial art."

Ding Ning naturally knew which martial art he was talking about. The significance of this martial art to him was even greater than the legendary Gushan Sword Gang, so even though he had guessed that what Geng Ren was going to say was about this martial art, at this moment, when he actually heard Geng Ren say it, his breathing became chaotic and his body began to tremble slightly uncontrollably.

Geng Ren looked at Ding Ning's eyes and said in a more serious tone: "The uniqueness of this technique is that it opens up another sea of ​​Qi, and the function of that sea of ​​Qi is like the five internal organs in the body, which can even replace some of the five internal organs in our body. However, it is not only difficult to comprehend, but also the way of practicing must penetrate many orifices. It takes time to penetrate each orifice."

"There were very few people who had understood and chose to practice this technique in the past."

Geng Ren smiled bitterly and continued, "The most important thing is that not every Minshan Sword Sect practitioner with sufficient qualifications can choose to practice this technique. The ninth level of the sword tower, each level above must make enough contributions to the Minshan Sword Sect."

Ding Ning took a deep breath and said, "Since this technique is so important, it should be on the highest level of the sword tower of the Minshan Sword Sect's Sutra. So... you must make great contributions to the Minshan Sword Sect to see it?"

Geng Ren nodded.

Ding Ning pondered: "Can't you make an exception?"

"This is the rule of Minshan Sword Sect." Geng Ren said with a wry smile: "In my Minshan Sword Sect, the rules that cannot be broken are called."

"Everyone follows the rules. Minshan Sword Sect is much better than Changling." Ding Ning said after a moment of silence.

Geng Ren thought it was the experience of Aries Cave that Ding Ning felt this way, so he did not comment, but just said: "Since you already know this, you should hurry up."

Ding Ning glanced at the classic book in his ear, then looked at Geng Ren and said, "If possible, please help me prepare the carriage, and I will start reading it in the carriage."

Geng Ren was slightly stunned, then nodded, and said, "Your identity is different now. Since you are determined to go back to Changling, what you need to prepare is not just a carriage."

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...

Liang Lian slowly sat up on the bed.

His breathing had been evenly adjusted shortly after waking up, but as his face became cold again, his breathing became deliberately disordered.

Then he started coughing violently and coughed up blood foam.

Footsteps sounded.

A deputy general wearing black armor bowed and pushed the curtain in.

Liang Lian looked at the deputy general who was supposed to be waiting outside the camp, but his eyes did not change much. He just waved his hand and said, "Let the military advisor come."

The deputy general lowered his head slightly, his eyes flashed constantly, and he retreated in response.

In just a moment, the camp tent was lifted again, and the sound of the battle flags outside in the wind instantly became louder in the tent, and Qi Pomo, wearing a black shirt, appeared in front of Liang Lian.

Liang Lian stopped coughing, looked at Qi Pomo with a disdainful expression, and said, "How about the two of them?"

Qi Pomo bowed respectfully and said, "The nameless practitioner has entered the Great Floating Water Prison, and the Baishan River escapes."

Liang Lian took a breath and coughed violently again. With a puff, another ball of blood mist spurted out of his mouth.

Qi Pomo raised his head and opened his mouth to speak, but he felt as if a coldness from the deepest cold part of the ground hit his heart. His face suddenly changed drastically, his feet paused, and his body flew backwards. At the same time, between the sleeves of his right hand, a thin little sword with mottled colors, like branches of wintersweet dyed with white snow, gushed out from it along a strong energy of heaven and earth!

The entire tent swelled up instantly under this sudden burst of powerful force, making a heart-pounding burst sound!

Liang Lian's face was still indifferent and he couldn't sit upright.

There was a stern sound in front of him, and the light of the natal sword flashed like an oolong going out to sea. It instantly rushed onto the thin flying sword flying out of Qi Bamo's sleeves, directly shaking the small sword and stabbing into Qi Bamo's body.

With a rush, dozens of cracks appeared in the entire camp instantly, and waves of air visible to the naked eye rushed out.

Amid a shrill and tragic cry, Qi Pomo's body broke through the air with two curtains, falling in front of the tent door.

"puff!"

Liang Lian sprayed another blood arrow.

This mouth of blood was bright red, which really caused more serious injuries.

Qi Bamo's entire lungs were torn apart by this sword, and his shattered bones and internal organs were exposed in the air, but he was still not dead. His dull eyes were filled with strong reluctance and disbelief. Blood and flesh crumbs kept flowing out of his mouth, but he still made a sound, "Why?"

"I know you and I know you very much."

Liang Lian looked at the bright red blood in front of him coldly and lowered his eyelids: "You and I are the only survivors in many battles, and what I do best is to seek survival."

"You are familiar with the places I am familiar with. As long as you kill you... I will still be the only one who knows our place outside the pass."

"She wants you to replace me. Now that I kill you and lead the army in that kind of place, I'm still the only one left."

"I die, you live, or you die, I live."

"You are a very smart person, but you are not ruthless enough and are too slow to do things. The most important thing is that your cultivation is far inferior to me. So for so many years, even if you survive like me, I am a general, but you are still just a military advisor."

Listening to these cold voices, Qi Pomo exhaled his last breath in pain.

Liang Lian did not go to see his body, nor did he go to see the soldiers who came after hearing the sound and were shocked. He just thought of the perfect and cold woman indifferently, and said to himself: "Get up from the pile of corpses, and stood up in such a bloody road in Changling for years... his life would be harder. If I want me to die, it would not be so easy to die."
Chapter completed!