After coming back, he found that the girl was sleepy and groggy, and she didn't know what was going on, she exhausted her mental strength, her head was like a chicken pecking rice, funny and cute, Ning Yi moved softly, and carried Nizi back to the bed, covered with a thin quilt, and was a little uneasy, so she made a bunk on the ground.

This was Ning Yi's most restful sleep in the Imperial City of Tiandu.

The soul is at ease, and everything is silent.

The sword intent in the divine pool swayed like grass, and the dead qi that was silent at the bottom of the pool was not abnormal.

Fell asleep and spent the night without incident.

The rooster crows, the day dawns.

Ning Yi woke up in a trance, and before he opened his eyes, he suddenly felt that there was a delicate body in his arms, and it was not uncommon for the two to share the same bed, and they could only squeeze one bed in the Xiling Bodhisattva Temple before, but they were all back-to-back close to sleep, at that time, the girl was young and didn't understand anything, but Ning Yi would take the initiative to avoid suspicion and restrain her mind.

Now Ning Yi can feel that a small ball of soft cloth is squeezing his chest, and the girl is hugging herself with a big grin, sleeping peacefully, with a slight snort.

What happened last night......

If I'm not mistaken, I put the girl on the bed, and then covered her with a thin quilt and made the floor by myself.

How did you get to where you are now?

Ning Yi's face was a little red.

A gentle snort sounded rhythmically.

The girl was still asleep, and she looked really sleepy, with one arm and one thigh hanging on Ning Yi's body, like an octopus.

Ning Yi quietly picked up his pink arm, got up slowly, put on a black robe, he silently closed the door of the house, came to the courtyard, and began to practice the quenching method of Shushan.

The Plains of Bones drew the light of the courtyard and breathed with the starlight.

Ning Yi looked inwardly at his heart lake soul sea, and found that his divine pool was unexpectedly quiet, descending from Changling, the dead qi in the divine pool took root and gathered, and there was a vague momentum of upward aggression.

Ning Yi had also guessed that when these dead qi came to his divine pool, he should start to take a route that gradually eroded the whole body, first assembled, then slowly condensed, and then dyed the divine pool black and gradually rubbed it into his bones.

Now it seems that these dead gases are not as "strong" as they thought.

Ning Yi's mood was a little complicated.

He rubbed his eyebrows, and after finishing a set of punches, he stood still slowly, unable to figure it out...... What happened after I fell asleep last night?

The wooden door creaked open.

Rubbing the sleepy-eyed girl, she yawned, her body was still cool, with two slender shoulder straps on the left and right, and a white gauze skirt that only reached her thighs, but fortunately, she wore a linen shawl over her shoulders.

Ning Yi went out and bought the girl's favorite oil tea shop for breakfast.

He didn't mention what happened last night, and the girl didn't say anything, as if she didn't know, or was she not ready to mention it?

Nothing happened anyway.

Ning Yi sighed silently in his heart, and let this matter pass.

In the following days, after leisure, it was boring practice.

The girl practiced calligraphy, painting, carving and cultivating formations, and was as diligent as ever, but she moved the big blue and white rosewood table to the courtyard without too much trouble, fortunately, the mansion of the Marquis of Jianxing was big enough, and only Ning Yi and the two of them lived, and it was more than enough to put a big wooden table.

Ning Yi sat in the courtyard and practiced.

The two of them were bathed in the rare sunshine after the arrival of spring, and it was sunny and sunny for several days.

Time is slow and warm.

......

......

"Drifting Snow Sword Intent...... The Drifting Snow Sword Monarch of the Sword Lake Palace became famous for the sword intent, the lethality of this wisp of sword intent is not strong, but it has a miraculous effect, among the five elements, it is evolved from 'water'. ”

"The Great Yan Sword Intent, from the Great Yan Sword Monarch of Qiang Mountain, is fiery and irritable, masculine and mighty, in stark contrast to the Drifting Snow Sword Intent, and belongs to 'fire' among the five elements. ”

Ning Yi sat in the courtyard, a wisp of spirit immersed in the dantian.

After the cultivator ignited the spark of the initial realm, he could see the situation in his body, and the scene in Ning Yi's dantian, with the slow progress of his cultivation, gradually cast a "pool", and the edge of the pool leaned against the "ancient sword of pulling out the sin" of Taiyi to save the suffering Tianzun.

This Divine Pond is not yet connected to the Heart Lake, Ning Yi's Heart Lake is not far from the Divine Pond, separated by a small distance, at the end of the Cloud and Mist Bridge, the divinity that is continuously born and transported from Xu Qingyan's body is like a layer of mist, slowly condensing on the Divine Pond, gathering less into more, condensing from the gaseous state to the liquid state, and then dropping and smashing, drop by drop falling into the pool.

The pool is rippling.

Ning Yi looked at the full pool of sword intent, there were a total of three hundred and nineteen sword qi artistic conceptions, each of these sword qi artistic conceptions, each of which meant a new direction, before he ascended to Changling, he had never seen how big the world of sword cultivation was.

Now he has seen it.

Suspended above the heart lake, the sword weapon of the body suppressing the three academy flying swords was close, and the consciousness seemed to awaken.

"Ning Yi...... Let me see what you get in Changling. ”

The thought swept slowly.

With a hint of amazement, the voice of the sword weapon said, "So many sword intents, you have walked through the Changling Tomb." ”

Ning Yi scratched his head and said with a smile: "Yes...... I took all of Changling's sword intent with me. ”

"That's a good thing, and it's not a good thing. The voice of the sword weapon became serious, "Those sword intents in the divine pool, they can't chew too much, you must not try to cultivate every sword intent to the end, then it is very likely that you will get nothing and waste your time." ”

Ning Yi nodded.

He understands this.

"The dead qi that lies beneath the roots of these sword intents...... You should understand what the consequences are. Sword Weapon said lightly: "Since you have made this choice, you must have the determination to bear the price." ”

Ning Yi's face was solemn, and he said, "Senior, two thousand years ago, did anyone try to absorb so much dead qi?"

The clay statue shook its head slowly, and said, "This is a big taboo, almost no one has tried it under the Ten Realms, as far as I know, those cultivators are really infected with death qi, and they have indeed suffered a catastrophe." ”

The sword weapon paused slightly, and laughed at himself: "However, cultivation is against the sky, whether it is calamity or misfortune, in the end, it will not be able to achieve immortality, it will always be a pinch of loess, and the calamity contaminated with death qi will be more difficult to deal with than the Dao injury suffered by my Nirvana realm?"

The clay statue had fine eyes and muttered, "Looking at your appearance, the dead air doesn't seem to spread much...... Do you have the means to suppress them?"

Ning Yi grinned and said, "It may be that I am born hard." ”

"Senior, I want to blend these sword intents together, not the kind that I can eat through every one. ”

Ning Yi stood beside the Divine Pool, he raised a finger, and a "frost grass" on the water in the pond was pulled out of the water, the rhizome was red, and it was burning with blazing flames, this was the sword intent of the Qiangshan Dayan Sword Monarch, which took root in the Divine Pool, and after being carried out by Ning Yi, the blades of grass trembled, and the residual thoughts of the master still existed.

"After viewing the monument, as long as I can suppress the remnants of this wisp of sword intent, it can be used by me, I can comprehend, or I can discard it. Ning Yi stared at the clay statue and said, "There are a total of three hundred and nineteen sword intents here, which is too many, I spent a lot of effort, and I touched each sword intent, and I found that there are some sword cultivation powers, and I have practiced several artistic conceptions at the same time." ”

He lifted his palm slightly, and the palm of his hand was like a thread, pulling out several sword intents, the water ripples in the divine pool, these sword intents were quietly suspended in front of Ning Yi, and with a slap that the young man gently fell over, it began to rotate around Ning Yi, turning into blurred light and shadow.

"A kendo master who has been around for a long time, the name on the stone tablet of Changling has been blurred, and he only knows that his surname is Dugu, and he has practiced the artistic conception of the Nine Dao Sword Qi. ”

Ning Yi snapped out with his fingers, and in the sword intent light curtain that swirled around him, a cloud of sword intent swept out, stagnating in front of the clay stone statue near the sword weapon.

This group of sword intent turned out to be surrounded by nine sword intents.

"The killing sword intent is the main thing, plus the sword intent of the wind, and the sword intent of withering glory...... A total of nine sword intents were fused into a brand-new, complete sword intent. Ning Yi sighed softly: "Incredible, breathtaking." ”

The clay stone statue's gaze stared at Ning Yi.

"And what? Say everything you think. ”

The sound of the sword approaching, with a hint of appreciation and approval.

Ning Yi said seriously: "I'm guessing whether the path of sword cultivation will be from broken to whole, from less to more...... It's like a starlight practice, first igniting the spark, and then gradually making up for the starlight in the body, igniting many tricks, and beginning to reflect the stars in the sky, illuminating the underworld, and embarking on immortal practice. ”

"Sword cultivation first comprehended a touch of sword intent, and then gradually filled in, cultivating a complete sword qi artistic conception, and then began to explore the larger world, when many sword intents were combined, they reached the realm of Nirvana. Ning Yi looked at the sword weapon and asked seriously, "Senior...... Is that so?"

There was silence.

"If I can applaud, there will be applause here. ”

The sword weapon looked at Ning Yi closely, and said seriously: "Your understanding is very good, this is the path we are taking...... But there is a difference. ”

"Cultivating Xinghui, you can do without sword qi. But to cultivate sword qi, you can't do without starlight. The sword qi is like a soul, and the starlight is the shell. The voice of the clay sculpture carried a hint of amazement, and said: "I should have also gone to Changling? If I had seen so much, maybe I wouldn't have taken some detours in the future." ”

He looked back at Ning Yi and said, "Ning Yi...... You're good, really good. ”

The voice of the sword weapon paused slightly, and it sounded over the heart lake again: "So, what do you want?"

Ning Yi clapped his hands slightly.

The sword intent that had just been pulled out, the big beads and small beads fell on the jade plate, and they all smashed back into the divine pool.

"I want to find my 'Dao' in the sword intent of these predecessors. ”

In the sky above the Divine Pond, there were still five sword intents suspended.

Ning Yi said softly: "The 'Dayan Sword Intent' of the Great Yan Sword Monarch of Qiang Mountain, the 'Drifting Snow Sword Intent' of the Jianhu Palace, the 'Xuanzhi Sword Intent' of Jin, the 'Dayan Sword Intent' of Wood, and the 'Huanglong Sword Intent' of Earth...... I've been thinking, what would happen if I kneaded them together?"

"The five sword intents correspond to the five elements. ”

The sword weapon frowned and said, "They are not pure gold, wood, water, fire and earth, if you want to create the five elements, you should refine the most quintessential and extreme sword intent." ”

Ning Yi stretched out his hands and slowly closed them.

Under the manipulation of the divine thoughts, the five sword intents, slowly squeezed, converged together.

The light overflowed beyond the sacred pool.

The boy's voice murmured.

"Senior, the 'way' I saw...... Not the Five Elements. ”

(Let's take this chapter as the last update of the day.,If there's still a state.,It'll be released later.,No more than 12 o'clock)