Nine days have passed, and it is now late December.

It's getting colder.

If a warrior does not enter the spiritual realm, after all, he is just a mortal fetus of flesh and body, and he cannot be convinced.

Wei Yanran knelt there for nine days, not eating or drinking, her pretty face was already extremely haggard, and she couldn't see any blood.

Call.

The cold wind howled.

Ning Jiang looked up at the sky, the ink-colored clouds squeezed the sky, as if it was about to fall, so depressed that the whole world was quiet.

The indifferent wind shuttled fiercely, and the delicate flowers and plants had already trembled and surrendered to the ground.

The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings!

"It's going to rain. ”

Ning Jiang retracted his gaze, and when he passed by Wei Yanran's side, he didn't stop and walked into the house.

Half an hour later.

Bang!

With a thunderclap in the sky, heavy rain poured down.

The rain was swift and violent, and the raindrops the size of beans hit the wall tiles, making a "da-da-da" sound.

"Little brother, are you going to let her kneel there all the time?"

Inside the house, Ning Yu'an looked at Wei Yanran, who was soaked outside, and couldn't bear it.

In general, warriors are not afraid of cold and heat.

But Wei Yanran didn't eat or drink for nine days, and now her body is extremely weak, no different from an ordinary person, and it is winter, when the weather is cold and freezing, and this bleak heavy rain is added.

If it continues like this, Wei Yanran is only afraid that her life will not be guaranteed.

"Sister An, do you think I'm hard-hearted and unkind?" Ning Jiang asked.

Ning Yu'an shook his head: "I know that the junior brother must have your own thoughts when he does this." ”

"Actually, Wei Yanran is not bad, kneeling there for nine days, she has willpower, but unfortunately, she is a little wrong. ”

Ning Jiang sighed lightly: "This kind of rainstorm won't last long, when the rain stops, I'll go see her again." ”

Rain cats and dogs.

It wasn't until the next morning that the rain stopped.

The sky was still bright, and Ning Jiang walked out.

Wei Yanran's body was cold, she trembled uncontrollably, and her breath became much weaker, like a water lotus, which was overwhelmed by the cool breeze.

"I see that half of your life is gone, why don't you go back?" Ning Jiang flicked his nails.

"Never!"

Wei Yanran stubbornly propped up her weak body, raised her head and looked at Ning Jiang, it was a kind of look that gave up everything and wanted to achieve the goal, and it was also an awareness that no matter what the power was, it could not be changed.

"Your eyes are very good, but unfortunately, Wei Yanran, do you know what you are doing wrong?"

Ning Jiang's eyes were calm, and his voice was like clear water: "Your vision is too short, in your heart, there is only revenge, only hatred, what else do you have?"

"Take revenge as the goal, take revenge as your everything, like a frog at the bottom of a well, with only the sky at the mouth of the well. On the contrary, if you have the ambition of nine heavens, if you want to fly in the blue sky, I can give you wings, let you fly high, let you soar. ”

"To put it bluntly, your ambition is too short, you only know revenge, and if you want to be my disciple, you must have a big heart, be able to pretend to be heaven and earth, and have the heart to swallow the sun and the moon, this kind of person is qualified. ”

"The Bird's Ambition?"

"Wei Yanran, now you are a little bird!"

Ning Jiang's calm words made Wei Yanran's heart tremble.

In those words, she heard the domineering spirit of swallowing the sun and the moon, it was a kind of demeanor that looked down on everything, and an ambition to reach the top of heaven and earth.

Ning Jiang looked into the distance: "Liu Xianyu's father was killed by Tenglong Gongzi, do you know where she is stronger than you?" Although she wants revenge, but in addition, she also has the way of the sword in her heart, she is persistent with the sword, and has an upward heart, unlike you, her heart is empty, and there is nothing else except revenge. ”

"Wei Yanran, even if you are humble, ordinary, and weak, I don't care about this. ”

Ning Jiang's voice was slow, and he remembered that 100,000 years ago, he was from an ordinary background, and he had no father or mother, and he was lonely.

Although he is just a humble ordinary person, he is dedicated to the Tao and has great ambitions, and finally becomes a legendary supreme.

"What I really care about is whether you have an upward heart. Wei Yanran, I'll send you a word. Ning Jiang slowly spit out word by word, "I am a little mortal, but I also have a heart for the sky!"

Wei Yanran's delicate body was shocked.

I am a mortal, but my heart is also to the sky.

In just twelve words, it was like a thunderbolt, deep into her heart.

She took a deep breath.

And then.

Bow respectfully to Ning Jiang: "Wei Yanran, I have been taught." ”

This worship is convinced.

She finally understood why the young man in front of her was so calm at the moment when he became King Dan and was respected by the audience.

Because, in the eyes of this young man, where does he care about King Dan?

Even if it is Qingyun Kingdom, how can he ever be in his eyes?

In his eyes, there is the whole world!

"It's good if you understand, get up, be my disciple, you are not qualified yet, but if you want to learn alchemy, I can teach you some. "Ningjiang Road.

Wei Yanran nodded, and stood up with her weak body, but before she could stand firmly, she was dizzy in front of her, and finally sighed, fainted, and fell into Ning Jiang's arms.

Ning Jiang was helpless, picked her up horizontally, and walked into the house: "Sister An, it seems that I'm going to trouble you." ”

"You, who have made her kneel for so many days, and have been drenched in rain for a whole night, and now you are tired and down, but you are the shopkeeper. "Ning Yu'an is disgusted.

"I want to be responsible, but she's a woman, and I can't help her change her clothes. Ning Jiang smiled and handed Wei Yanran over to Ning Yu'an.

Two days later, Wei Yanran woke up from a coma.

After waking up, Ning Jiang casually gave her a copy of the pill recipe and said, "Take it to practice first, if you don't understand anything, come and ask me again." ”

"Thank you. Wei Yanran took the pill recipe, hesitated, and said, "Can I stay here these days?"

"Yes, but you can't stay long, and don't bother me often, or you'll go back wherever you come from. Ning Jiang spoke lightly.

Wei Yanran smiled bitterly, she, one of the four beauties of the sunset, seemed to be just a pink skeleton to the young man in front of her, and she wouldn't care much about it at all.

This person, in love, contains great ruthlessness.

In the following days, Wei Yanran slowly returned to the appearance of the iceberg beauty she used to be, and she didn't bother Ning Jiang too much, and only came to ask Ning Jiang for advice once a day.

In addition, Liu Xianyu would also come once a day and ask Ning Jiang to help guide the swordsmanship.

Liu Shiyi also came to ask for piano skills.

"Your piano skills are much better than before, but they are still a little worse. ”

After getting such an evaluation from Ning Jiang, Liu Shiyi understood that now she wants to listen to Ning Jiang play a song, but she is still not qualified.

Slowly.

It's January 1st.

There are only a dozen days left before the annual gathering of the sunset.

Early this morning, Liu Xianyu brought a piece of news.

The first sword of the setting sun cultivated Wenhan City and appeared in Zhuhai Manor.

"Every year on January 1st, the predecessors of Wenhan City will teach swordsmanship in Zhuhai Manor, no matter who they are, they can go to learn, and I also had a few words of guidance from him back then. Liu Xianyu said.

"It's kind of funny, he's a preacher. Ning Jiang said: "It just so happens that I also want to meet him." ”

For Ning Jiang, Wen Hancheng's swordsmanship was naturally unattractive to him.

However, he had ideas about Zhuhai Manor, and he did not forget that he said that he would buy Zhuhai Manor and give it to Ning Yu'an.

"Let's go, let's go see. ”

……

Zhuhai Manor.

The breeze blows, the bamboo leaves are surging, layered, and the waves are undulating.

A place where Dan meetings were held in the past.

A person wearing a sword appeared here, these were the sword cultivators of Sunset City.

Looking at the world, the proportion of sword cultivation among martial artists has always been high.

However, there are very few people who can make a name for themselves.

The sword cultivates the three realms, the sword with the arm, the sword with the body, and the sword with the heart.

There are not many people who wield swords with their arms.

If you use your sword to control the sword, there are only three young people in Luoyang City, Liu Xianyu, Wang Ziming and Gao Jin.

Harnessing the sword with his heart, a generation of grandmasters, there is only one Wenhan City.

"Liu Xianyu is here!"

Suddenly, the entire square caused a sensation, and the eyes of many sword cultivators moved away.

As one of the four beauties, and a kendo genius who controls the sword with his body, the name Liu Xianyu is a big name in Luoyang City.

In the entire Luoyang City, I don't know how many people love Liu Xianyu and have a soft spot for him.

"Huh, next to Liu Xianyu, who is that white-haired person?"

"If I'm not mistaken, this person should be the white-headed ghost Ningjiang who has become famous recently, right?"

"White-headed ghost Ning Jiang? is that the person who swept away many candidates for the Ten Masters with one person and one sword some time ago?"

"Yes, this has been confirmed, and there will be no fakes. ”

A group of people were talking.

Up to now, the identity of the white-headed ghost Ning Jiang naturally can't be hidden.

That white hair, with distinctive features.

"Honestly, I'd love to try his swordsmanship, if it's really as fast as the rumors say. "There is a sword cultivator who is eager to try.

This is a young man with a competitive spirit.

"Don't humiliate yourself, even Gao Jin was defeated in his hands, can your swordsmanship be stronger than Gao Jin? Among today's young generation, I think only Liu Xianyu and Wang Ziming can beat him. Other than that, unless it's the older generation. ”

"That person is Wang Ziming, who is the same name as me. ”

Just when many sword cultivators were talking about Ning Jiang and Liu Xianyu, Liu Xianyu stood beside Ning Jiang and pointed in one direction.

Following her green jade look, Ning Jiang saw a young man with a straight figure.

This young man was about twenty years old, with a handsome face, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a majestic body.

There are two ten masters of the Wang family, and Wang Ziming is one of them.

"Who is stronger than him in your swordsmanship?" Ning Jiang asked casually.

"If it was before, his swordsmanship would be a little stronger than mine, a little more powerful. ”

As he spoke, Liu Xianyu raised his eyes, and a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "But after your guidance, my swordsmanship has improved by leaps and bounds, and I have made great progress, and now I will not be weaker than him." ”