For more than ten days in a row, Ning Yi would come to Ganye Temple every day to help Xu Qingyan take out the divine droplets in his body.

It's strange that his own bone flute absorbs so much divinity...... did not produce some indescribable changes as Ning Yi imagined, for example, it was like breaking the first realm last time, with a swift attitude, breaking the second realm overnight.

Ning Yi's cultivation was stagnant in the second realm, and between his breaths, the influx of heaven and earth spiritual energy was greater than that of cultivators in the same realm, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, without any waves.

Xu Zang's explanation is simple.

Wanting to break through the realm by relying on the accumulation between breaths is almost a delusional thing, the Great Sui royal family, the major holy mountains, so many genius cultivators, there is no one who does not need to rely on the resources of the backing mountain.

Accumulation of little by little, the bone flute has awakened, silently accumulating divinity and starlight, Ning Yi can only silently wait for the next opportunity.

Xu Zang tried to study Ning Yi's bone flute, after awakening, this white leaf did not seem to have changed much, but the naked eye can no longer see its temperament out of line, this white bone leaf is more like a piece of nephrite, if Ning Yi doesn't say it, no one will know, this is a heavy treasure higher than the rank of "fine snow".

"The more powerful the weapon, the higher the threshold for use after recognizing the master. The treasure of Lingshan's Zhenshan requires at least ten cultivators who ignite the life star to be activated, and the burning sword array of Shushan, even if it is only a corner, requires the user to reach the Star Monarch level. Xu Zang said truthfully: "The weapon that can be used alone is the same, Zhao Rui's fine snow is an exception, the high rank of fine snow is indestructible, Zhao Rui got a sword grinding stone from the back mountain and polished it for ten years, so the threshold for using fine snow is very low, and it is very suitable for low-level cultivators." ”

Ning Yi listened very carefully...... He has stopped killing horse thieves, Anle City is thirty miles away, the money gang has been wiped out, and the other horse thieves have withdrawn from the nest, he has always carried the umbrella sword, even if it is not killing, it is not windy or rainy, the umbrella sword is also carried in his hand, Xu Zang said, the sword can not be separated from the body, eat, drink and sleep, you can't let the umbrella sword leave your sight.

At this time, Ning Yi only knew that the "umbrella sword" was obtained by Xu Zang at a large price, but he didn't know what kind of concept the "big price" in Xu Zang's mouth was.

He regarded the umbrella sword as his most important partner, in fact...... The moment Xu Zang gave him the umbrella sword, he instructed him to do so.

The umbrella sword is very useful, and there is currently nothing that can block the cutting of the umbrella sword.

Ning Yi is not a stupid person, in the slow passage of time, he is not interested in the origin of the umbrella sword, and Xu Zang's behavior of always carrying black cloth strips....... There was a little suspicion, and the truth of the suspicion became clearer and clearer in the clues.

Xu Zang took many things lightly.

He only recited the word "love".

So Ning Yi knew how important the fine snow was to this man.

If he doesn't say, he won't ask.

This is a tacit understanding, a kind of trust, and a kind of responsibility.

......

......

"My brother is a very unknown advisor in the West. ”

"He served Li Bailin, the third prince of the current Great Sui Imperial City. ”

"His name is Xu Qingke. ”

The girl looked at Ning Yi, and her voice was soft and gentle: "Have you heard of it?"

Ning Yi shook his head and said, "It seems that he is indeed not famous. ”

There are thousands of advisors in the Great Sui, all of whom have made it their life's work to serve the royal family...... Being able to dedicate his talents to a certain powerful person in the Imperial City of the Great Sui, even if he burned his life, he died well, these cold warriors who rose in the wind and rain have always made Ning Yi, a gangster living at the bottom of Xiling, incomprehensible.

Living is a rare and precious thing, this world doesn't let you live, you have to crawl, you have to intrigue, you have to fight fiercely, and finally survive, just to die?

Many strategists worshiped the royal family as they wished, and some powerful people had many guests, and they couldn't reach the legendary 3,000 disciples raised by the ancestor seal, and it was no problem to raise a whole bureaucracy.

More strategists were dying of thirst and starvation, freezing to death outside the pass, studying hard for many years, and unable to knock on the doors of those nobles in the imperial city of the Great Sui.

The world is fair, and if everyone is talented, then it becomes unfair.

It is a courageous thing to retreat in the face of difficulties, and it is more courageous not to hit the south wall and not look back, often some people knock down the south wall and then succeed, and more people are bleeding and dying in the corner.

The three princes of the Great Sui are of course much stronger than the ordinary magnates in the imperial city.

Behind the crown prince is the teacher of a country, Mr. Yuan Chun.

Behind the second prince is Mr. Han Yue, and the entire holy mountain of the family in the east is tied into a long chain by Han Yue, and it is pressed against the back of the second prince.

Behind the Three Princes...... Nothing.

Ning Yi had read a lot of books in the past two months, and he had heard the names of Yuan Chun and Han Yue a long time ago...... Yuan Chun was an old man who accompanied Emperor Taizong to fight together, and now he is about to reach the limit, and there are very few "old men" of this level in the Great Sui Imperial City.

As for Mr. Manna Han Yue, Ning Yi couldn't help but feel a chill in his back when he thought of this name.

Far away in the Great Wall in the east, adjacent to the East Tuling Mountain, but Ning Yi, who was far away in the West Ridge, heard of the murderous name since he was a child.

Mr. Ganlu has been famous for a long time, but the real rise has been in the past few decades. Han Yue's methods were violent and cruel, and there was no war on the Great Wall in the east, so he personally went to the northern inverted hanging sea to hunt several three-thousand-year-old demons, this person had extraordinary strategies, but his cultivation was extremely high, and he did not use strategy, but when he returned alone from the upside-down hanging sea, he personally went to several holy mountains in the east, and took the head of the three-thousand-year-old demon, and had some discussions with several holy mountain owners.

So the whole vast eastern territory was gathered and twisted into a long rope.

Emperor Taizong doesn't seem to mind the struggle for power among his heirs, the crown prince lives in the imperial city, has no ambitions, and Mr. Yuan Chun still does not fight or fight under the assistance of Mr. Yuan Chun, in stark contrast, is the arrogant second prince Li Baijing.

The war in the north, the political affairs of the imperial city, and the world of the human race, these two things cannot be controlled by the second prince.

In addition, he has to take care of the holy mountains in the west, and he has to take care of the ghost cultivation chaos in the southern Xinjiang. In a word, what the crown prince and the three princes can't manage, he has to manage, and what the prince and the three princes can manage, he has to take care of.

The second prince sits on the Great Wall in the east, with Han Yue's hands and eyes in front of him, willing to assist, and behind him is supported by four holy mountains, if the emperor does not stop him, then he can really do all this.

What do you want to do? It's so simple.

Holy Grace.

He wants to show the most powerful man in the whole world, his talent, his strength, and his qualifications to be the next master of the empire.

And the truth is, he did.

The crown prince has never wanted to fight, and he doesn't go anywhere in the imperial city, so the second prince has no obstacles all the way, and before the third prince was born, he has been in charge of the trivial matters in the south, south, and northwest of the world for a long time...... is even just a little closer, and it can be managed on the head of the three princes, so that the three princes have no chance to fall in this world.

"The third prince does not have the right to choose, if he does not become a person like the 'crown prince', he will not even live to be ten years old. ”

Ning Yi suddenly understood a little, why in the Shushan Secret Sect, most of the rumors were rumors that the third prince was mediocre and incompetent, and under such a rapid offensive of the second prince, the prince chose to shrink in the imperial city...... Li Bailin, who was born decades later than the second prince, can do anything other than Zang Feng's clumsiness?

In the struggle for power and favor for the throne, everything is done, and in the western realm, the news that the three princes are looking for flowers and asking willows and living a negative life is overwhelming...... Therefore, in the entire territory of the Great Sui, it is natural to know that the third prince is a mediocre person.

It's actually a form of self-preservation.

"Li Bailin is twenty-four years old this year, and there are no strategists, no cultivators, and no holy mountains behind him. ”

Behind a prince, it is impossible to have no strategists, no cultivators, and no holy mountains......

The "no" here means that he hides it very well.

Sometimes...... Nothing, it means everything, at the most critical time, he showed the hole card behind him, he may have a certain holy mountain in the west, or every holy mountain in the west.

"In the Great Sui Imperial City, some princes pay attention to 3,000 guests, which is the way of hospitality, but Emperor Taizong set the rules for his own heirs...... I can only worship one counselor, a teacher, and a staff member. Xu Qingyan said this, paused, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince chose Mr. Yuan Chun very smartly, that Mr. is the pillar of the Great Sui, the backbone, if Mr. Yuan Chun does not fall, then no one can bring down the prince, and it is useless to splash the sewage all over the world." ”

Ning Yi somewhat understood, the crown prince chose Mr. Yuan Chun, and the second prince chose Mr. Ganlu Han Yue......

The advisors chosen by the three princes are......

Ning Yi's eyes widened, the originally smooth starlight was disordered in the girl's body, the forty-third divine water drop, and the last divine water drop, at the moment it was taken out, due to the dispersion of the mind, it was no longer stable, all the light contained in the water drop bloomed in an instant, the dead leaves outside the temple were flying, and the bottom of the stone Leo was overwhelmed and shattered.

"Yes. ”

Xu Qingyan smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "My brother Xu Qingke, who is about the same age as Li Bailin, is his guest, his staff, and his ...... Teacher. ”

The girl who took out all the droplets of divinity only felt that her body was lighter than ever.

She thought of what Ning Yi said, if she took out the divinity that had accumulated for a long time, then she could try to push open the door and take a look at the outside world.

Xu Qingyan's gaze cautiously moved towards Ning Yi.

The boy nodded earnestly.

So she came to the door, no longer as cautious and worried as before, the divinity in her body would still multiply, but at least she had reached the lowest point in her life, and if there was one day in her life that she was most qualified to see the light, it would be today.

Xu Qingyan hesitated before pushing the door.

She was stunned, thinking that the day she was most qualified to see the light would not be today...... What day should it be?

It must be one day with Ning Yi by his side.

Maybe every day?

The girl smiled, knowing that this was an impossible thing, so she resolutely pushed open the door, the dead leaves outside the temple were flying, the sun was unprecedentedly grand, and the autumn light was sprinkled in, Ning Yi sat at the head of the bed, watching the girl's shadow drag and sway, half-squatting in place, spreading her arms, like a bird facing the sky and about to fly.