Two weeks after Pei Fu's retreat.

Early morning.

When Ning Yi woke up on the bed in Xiaoshuanglou, he was in a daze, and subconsciously shouted the word "girl".

It's not the first time.

After receiving a silence as an answer, Ning Yi suddenly came to his senses.

Then realized...... The girl who has been by her side hasn't seen each other for two weeks...... And for the next two weeks, or even two months, we won't see each other.

It's not the same as when you were in Red Mountain.

Some things happen inadvertently.

For example, when you wake up, subconsciously call out the person's name.

Unconsciously, until one day there was no response, and the emotions of loss filled my heart, I found that subconsciously calling a person's name has long become a habit.

And after these things become a habit, it is difficult to quit.

From Xiling Bodhisattva Temple to Shushan Xiaoshuang Mountain, there are always people waiting for them in the light of the light.

Dependent on each other for so many years.

Now it's only a brief separation, why is it so hard to adapt?

Ning Yi smiled, thinking that this was just a trivial matter, but there were some changes...... One person waits for another, and now he becomes the one waiting.

The bird parked at the top of the tree tilted its head and looked at the mottled bamboo window, the young man lying on the bed in a large shape, no more than three feet of sunlight on his cheeks.

The boy rubbed his eyebrows and cleared his mind...... Get up, get dressed, wash up.

After a few moments, he pressed his hands on either side of the pool and bent his head to soak his face.

Cold water penetrates the skin, and thoughts gradually become clearer.

Rise.

The wrung out towel wiped his cheeks vigorously, and Ning Yi let out a breath and pushed away Xiaoshuanglou.

The open space on the top of the hill in front of the door has been filled with futons one after another.

On Xiaoshuang Mountain, there are faces of joy and expectation.

"Uncle Ning. ”

"Uncle Junior!"

"Uncle Shi......"

These disciples, who defeated Wang Yi in Tiejian Mountain that day and slapped the faces of the visitors from Qiang Mountain in the eastern realm, Ning Yi could clearly feel that the disciples of Shushan who usually greeted him on the road now saw him, and the light in his eyes was different, he used to be just polite respect, but now he was a fiery longing and awe.

Qiang Mountain has Luo Changsheng, who is the first on the star list, so what?

Shushan has Uncle Ning, who is also the first in the Great Sui today!

For a sacred mountain, this is indeed an exciting thing.

Ning Yi followed Ye Lao Sword Immortal to practice, it was not too difficult, he only needed to sharpen his soul, the monkey forest in the back mountain of Shu Mountain, and the visualization scroll of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion were all cultivation places for sharpening his soul, six days a week, and the rest of the day was free.

Last week, Ning Yi opened a dojo in Xiaoshuang Mountain, and in his free time, he tried to give a sermon.

Compared with the great cultivators of the sect, Ning Yi's cultivation realm is not high, only eight realms, but the gold content of these eight realms is extremely high, and the resources eaten alone are enough for the normal sect to pile up two life stars, and step by step, steady and steady.

Most of the Hidden Sect's Destiny Elders are in retreat, and they rarely open the pulpit to give careful guidance, Senior Sister Qianshou is busy with affairs, and the second and third senior brothers are ethereal.

As soon as Ning Yi gave a lecture, the peaks of Shushan Mountain, and even the hidden sect

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Disciples, all come to learn.

Ning Yi only pointed out the disciples and nephews in the beginning and middle realms, as well as the difficulties in the sword qi realm.

Compared with the guidance of the great cultivator of the life star, Ning Yi's guidance is more simple and to the point, especially in the realm of sword qi, Ning Yi's natal sword heart does not go to the extreme, but is a sword heart of ten thousand transformations, including the world, and the point is extremely exquisite.

Today is the second sermon, and the effect of the first pulpit is very good, so that Ning Yi's Xiaoshuang Mountain has gained more audiences, and some cultivators of the Eight Realms and even the Nine Realms of the Hidden Sect have also come here, silently looking for a place, waiting for Ning Yi to speak.

Ning Yi looked around, most of the faces he saw were unfamiliar faces, smiled slightly, and bowed.

Take a seat in the open space in front of the building.

Opening the altar to preach is actually Mr. Ye's meaning, in addition to practicing the divine soul behind the old ancestor, Ning Yi has asked for advice on kendo, and in just two weeks, the level of comprehension of the sword qi realm has been greatly improved.

Mr. Ye allowed himself to open the forum to let himself bend down and take the opportunity to answer other people's questions to see if there was something that could be corrected and improved in his own thinking.

I have three provinces in my day.

The path of cultivation, a lot of thinking, is very beneficial.

Sitting down, Ning Yi brushed his thoughts, and then spoke: "Today I will start with the second volume of the Sword Sutra......

Lang Lang's voice spread.

Because of the use of the Divine Soul Method, Ning Yi's voice sounded on the heart lake of every disciple.

This is a subtle usage, the first time the altar was opened, Ning Yi's divine soul realm was not enough to support himself to try like this.

The books of the Shushan Scripture Pavilion, in fact, he read them all.

In the year when he had just entered Xiaoshuang Mountain, Ning Yi had handwritten and copied most of the scriptures in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and unlike Xu Zang, Xu Zang thought that most of the scriptures in Shushan were garbage and useless......

But Ning Yi does not have such a high talent, he grew up in Xiling since he was a child, before he entered Shu Mountain, he didn't know what cultivation was, he gradually recognized the outline of the sword qi world through these scriptures in the Shu Mountain Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and then stepped into the hall step by step.

Three thousand avenues, geniuses have the road of genius, mortals have the road of mortals, in fact, in the final analysis, there is no good and bad, right and wrong.

Ning Yi's voice was transmitted.

"Some people say that there is no need to pursue momentum when swords, the faster the sword qi, the better, killing people invisibly, destroying the liver and intestines...... But in fact, this is not true. ”

"Huo Ruyi shoots nine sunsets, like a group of emperors and dragons. Come like thunder to collect anger, and like the river and sea condense the light...... A real kendo monk can move mountains and seas with a single sword...... Destroy the city and open the sky. All in all, the road of sword qi came to the end, and it was not just used to kill people, there were some places in the world of the Great Sui that were turbulent and peaceful, but the great monk of the sword used the long sword in his sleeve to open up a piece of peace. ”

Ning Yi's words actually mean something obvious.

Isn't the tranquility of the West Sea thanks to the "childishness" of the ancestors?

......

......

The Shushan disciple sitting on the futon quickly entered the state and was immersed in the teachings of the Divine Soul Xuanyin.

Even those Eight Realm cultivators who were leaning on the trees of Xiaoshuang Mountain raised their eyebrows, crossed their arms, and closed their eyes, feeling that what Ning Yi said was a little interesting.

The time for the opening of the altar to preach was extremely fast, and Ning Yi just chose two scriptures at random, and he didn't have time to elaborate.

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Half of the time had passed, it was already noon, so I had a short rest.

Before the day passed, Ning Yi began to answer.

Most of them are some problems in kendo.

Ask questions.

Then tap.

"Uncle Ning, my sword yuan is clogged, and I can't deliver the fastest sword ......"

"There is something wrong with the veins of Xinghui's wandering, your sword qi is wandering, and there is a slight deviation when it is unsheathed. ”

"Uncle Ning, I'm stuck in the third realm now, and if I want to break through to the fourth realm, it's always a little worse. ”

"Your third realm is not perfect enough, the foundation of the first realm is not solid enough, and your ability to control starlight is biased, and you can't follow a perfect trajectory, so the realm breaking has been blocked. There is a "First Burning Scroll" in the Scripture Pavilion, and you can correspond to the content on the scroll and re-suppress the Starlight Track. ”

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......

After the death of Mr. Zhao Rui, the cultivation atmosphere in Shushan was actually not good.

Most of the elders of the Hidden Sect preach at the altar in accordance with the rules of the sect, at least once a year, and some elders are perfunctory, procrastinating for time, or out of selfishness, they hide their secrets, and when they point to it, they will selectively reserve some opinions...... Moreover, the time of the dialing is very slow, and the disciples will inevitably be a little foggy, and it will take several months to fully understand it.

And Ning Yi's dial is like a short dagger out of the sheath.

Fast and sharp, sword light and sword shadow, medicine to the disease.

Get to the point, never waste time.

Although Ning Yi's point speed is very fast, but this time there are too many visitors on Xiaoshuang Mountain, the last time Ning Yi's point was made, so that a group of disciples got real guidance, the news spread quickly, this time there were several cultivators from the back realm, some of them had been practicing in the Hidden Sect for many years, and they stopped here.

The pulpit rule of Xiaoshuang Mountain is to only point to the initial realm and the middle realm.

These few people are no longer in the category of Ning Yi's guidance.

But what they asked was a question about the way of the sword, Ning Yi didn't feel struggling, so he also gave his own answer, several cultivators of the Hidden Sect, who seemed to be already a year old, and their faces were not old, but they still bowed respectfully, and left with light steps.

At the end of the day of the sermon, it was dusk.

Ning Yi rubbed his sour eyebrows, smiled and looked at the last few fellow Hidden Sect members, feeling a little interesting...... The cultivators of the Hidden Sect have a holiday with themselves, and choose to return to the old forest, and Shushan will not travel if there is nothing to do, and occasionally go out, they are all old-fashioned and solemn.

When they asked themselves about kendo, their expressions were entangled, probably because they felt that Ning Yi was too young, and it was a little inappropriate to call "sir" and "teacher", and the word "uncle" couldn't be pronounced.

After the problem was solved, these fellow disciples suddenly realized that the embarrassment was still valid, but the joy of breaking through the clouds could not be concealed.

Before leaving, the fellow of the Yin Sect left Ning Yi two pieces of peach crisp pancakes made under the mountain...... It's a little bit of a heart.

Ning Yi stood up, opened the oiled paper bag, and took a small bite of the pancake.

After a day of hunger, the crispy peach crisp pancake is bitten off, crispy, crispy, dry and sweet.

"It's almost ...... time"

Ning Yi finished eating the pancake and looked at the darkening sky.

At this time, Mr. Ye should have arrived at the back mountain and was waiting for him.

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