readx;?“ What's so good about that broken wooden sword, nephew, as long as you get the top three in the competition, you will be able to enter the sword pool of our Ten Thousand Swords Gate, in that sword pool, there are all psychic good swords, if you can find a sword that has a sense of you, you can take it directly" After five years of getting along, Jing Boli could naturally see what Ning Sin was thinking, and then pointed to the depths of the deep valley and said. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Psychic good sword" Ning Sin's mouth muttered repeating what Jing Boli said, and his eyes also revealed a fiery fire, his cultivation was already at the peak of the spirit body, looking at the disciples of the entire Ten Thousand Swords Sect, his cultivation was also one of the best, not to mention, he only took five years, and some disciples, ten years, did not have such achievements.

"Uncle Shi, I'll do my best" Ning Sin seemed to have made up his mind, and suddenly stood up from the chair next to the charcoal fire, and said seriously to Jing Boli beside him.

"This is good, this is good" Seeing Ning Sin's confident eyes, Jing Boli nodded with satisfaction.

After saying goodbye to Jing Boli, he came out of the house, Ning Sin went straight to the place where he lived, and as soon as he entered the house, Ning Sin picked up the wooden sword on the table, after the baptism of the years, this wooden sword has lost its original luster, and it looks like a broken piece of wood, but Ning Sin has always regarded it as a treasure.

"The day after tomorrow, it's up to you to follow me to fight" Touching the body of the wooden sword with his hand, Ning Sin's mouth said slowly, and then, put the wooden sword on the table again, returned to the bed, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to cultivate.

Ning Sin is different from other disciples, the other disciples all learn swordsmanship and soul power, while Ning Sin only has one body of cultivation, although Ning Sin's formation cultivation is also very good, but it is in response to Wang Zhe's words, in the process of fighting, the other party will not have the opportunity to let him arrange any formation.

"Knock, knock, knock" The cultivation of the past two days was interrupted by the three bells outside the house, Ning Sin originally wanted to try to break through from the peak of the spirit body to the cultivation of the quenching body, it seemed impossible, and at the same time, Ning Sin thought a little simple, since he broke through to the spirit body, he found that every time his cultivation increased, it would take a long time.

"Uncle Shi, is the Ten Thousand Swords Martial Arts about to start?" Ning Sin, who was interrupted by the sound of the bell, changed into a long robe, walked out of the house with the wooden sword on the table, and saw Jing Boli standing in the courtyard, Ning Sin asked.

"Yes, I haven't been to watch the two competitions, this time, I must be indispensable" Jing Boli heard Ning Sin's inquiry, looked at the Wuji Hall where the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were gathering in the distance, and said with emotion.

It's not that Jing Boli doesn't want to go to see the Wanjianmen martial arts competition, but for two whole sessions, they don't have a single disciple in Chaoyang Palace, he has told Wang Guyi many times about assigning disciples to him, but because there are no disciples in their palace gate to go to the city for selection, and he can't go alone, so until now, none of his senior brothers has assigned him a disciple to practice the formation.

It is precisely because of these things that the relationship between Jingbori and several other elders has always been bad, and every time he says a few words, he can quarrel.

"Let's go, go with me" After sighing, Jing Boli said a word to Ning Sin behind him, and took the lead in walking slowly towards Chaoyang Palace.

Along the way, I met many disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and those disciples all showed surprise on their faces after seeing Jingboli, and then hurriedly and respectfully shouted Uncle Shi, and after that, the eyes of those disciples all fell on Ning Sin behind Jingboli strangely, and most of them didn't know who this young man was.

Ning Sin has lived in Chaoyang Palace for five years, except for the two times when he returned to Longhua City, this is the first time he has left Chaoyang Palace, so it is not surprising that those disciples don't know him, but some disciples can still guess Ning Sin's identity, after all, the news that Ning Sin is in Chaoyang Palace, most of the disciples of the entire Ten Thousand Swords Sect know.

"The young man next to Uncle Jingboli is Ning Sin, I heard that he has been living in Chaoyang Palace" Dozens of steps away from Ning Sin and Jingboli, several Ten Thousand Swords Sect disciples gathered there, and a young man pointed to Ning Sin beside Jingboli and asked.

"It should be that waste, I heard that he has been pampered by the head of the family and the four elders for five years, and he hasn't learned a single sword technique" The young man's inquiry also raised the interest of several young people around him, and they all looked at Ning Sin, and one of them said affirmatively.

"I heard Senior Brother Zhang say that the waste has signed up, and each of our palace gates has lost three places to participate, this waste registration, it must have been beaten down by other senior brothers in the first test" The young man with inside information lowered his voice and seemed to be a little complaining, in fact, the young man who spoke was one of the three extra people at their palace gate.

When he learned that someone in Chaoyang Palace had signed up, he was so angry that he couldn't eat for a day, and he originally wanted to fight for the opportunity to go to the Sword Pool, but because Ning Sin had registered, this opportunity was going to be ruined.

"Haha, let's go, I must go to see this competition" Hearing the young man's complaint, the other young man also guessed the reason, and then laughed a few times, and pulled a few of them towards the Wuji Palace.

What they said, Ning Sin naturally didn't hear it, but Jing Boli, who had the cultivation of the Bigu Period, heard it very clearly, if it weren't for not putting pressure on Ning Sin, Jing Boli would definitely come forward and count down those disciples, and then Jing Boli took Ning Sin to the huge open space in front of the gate of the Wuji Palace.

"You are waiting here to read the name, I went to see your uncle" After Ning Sin was left at the competition venue, Jing Boli was inconvenient to stay here because he still had to sit on the spectator seat, so he told Ning Sin.

"Yes, uncle," Ning Sin said respectfully.

Looking at the back of Jing Boli leaving, Ning Sin's heart also became nervous, there were forty-one disciples who participated in the competition, and there were thousands of disciples watching the battle around, almost the entire disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect came here, and it was inevitable to be nervous, after all, it was the first time to participate in this kind of competition.

"Xiao-Ming?" Just when Ning Sin was standing there observing the many disciples around him, a group of people attracted Ning Sin's attention, a young man of his age was beating the three young people on their backs and pressing their shoulders, with a smile on his face, and from time to time he nodded his head and bowed his head, and when Ning Sin looked at the young man's appearance carefully, he seemed to be somewhat similar to Xiao Ming, and he couldn't call out his name uncertainly.

"Ning Sin?" nodded and beat the back of the three young men, it was Zhao Ming himself, when he heard someone call his nickname, he quickly raised his head and looked at Ning Sin, who was already standing in front of him, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Xiao Ming, it's really you" When he heard the other party call out his name, Ning Sin hugged Zhao Ming in front of him excitedly, he hadn't seen each other for five years, the two of them had changed a lot, they had grown a lot taller, and their faces had changed, but how could a partner who had been playing for decades be able to forget so quickly?

Zhao Ming, who was excited, also hugged Ning Sin in front of him, he didn't expect to be able to meet his former partners who had been separated for five years here, when they were separated, Zhao Ming's rejection of Ning Sin was still very great, after all, Ning Sin was too popular with the head of the family and the four elders, and Zhao Ming, who was left out in the cold, wanted to keep his distance from Ning Sin.

But after the baptism of the past five years, and some rumors about Ning Sin, Zhao Ming's hatred for Ning Sin has completely disappeared, and he is usually still worried about whether Ning Sin's situation will be very difficult.

"Zhao Ming, live impatiently, who is this person, hurry up and come over and beat the back of your three senior brothers who are going to compete!" Just when Ning Sin and Zhao Ming were overjoyed by their reunion, a young man standing behind Zhao Ming shouted at Zhao Ming.

"Yes, yes, Senior Brother Wang Kun" With a cold drink, Zhao Ming's body shook so much that even Ning Sin could feel it, and Zhao Ming quickly let go of Ning Sin in front of him, nodded and walked towards the three cold-eyed young men.

"Xiao Ming" saw the scene in front of him, Ning Sin grabbed Zhao Ming, who was preparing to go over, and forcibly pulled him behind him, while Zhao Ming looked at Ning Sin in front of him with a shocked face and a cold expression, and wanted to resist, but he didn't have the strength of Ning Sin, so he could only be pulled back by Ning Sin.

"You kid is looking for death, right? Even the servants of our Spirit Sword Palace Three Heroes dare to rob it?" The young man who was called Wang Kun by Zhao Ming saw that Ning Sin in front of him actually pulled Zhao Ming back, and immediately shouted angrily at Ning Sin, and the vitality in his body also urged, as if he wanted to do it.

"Servant, it seems that you haven't remembered the rules of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate clearly" Seeing that the other party actually activated the vitality in his body, Ning Sin snorted coldly, and said coldly to him without putting it in his eyes, because Ning Sin had already seen that the other party's cultivation was only in the early stage of body cultivation from the time the other party urged the vitality.

"Ning Sin, they are very powerful, you better let me go, I will go back and see you again when I have time" Seeing that Wang Kun actually wanted to do it, Zhao Ming was worried about Ning Sin's safety, and then whispered to Ning Sin.

"This little cultivation is only worthy of being their lackey!" Zhao Ming's words made Ning Sin look at the other party in surprise, he didn't know what Zhao Ming had gone through over the years to become what he is today, and then, the angry Ning Sin also urged the vitality in his body, and shouted at Wang Kun.

"This, this kid is even higher than my cultivation!" When Ning Sin urged the vitality in his body, the young man who was standing there and was called the Three Heroes suddenly frowned and said with an incredulous expression, and Wang Kun, who was scolded on the side, originally prepared to teach Ning Sin a lesson, was also shattered in an instant.

"What are you doing, do you know what this place is!" However, just as the two sides were tense, a cheer came from behind Ning Sin.

Hearing this voice, Ning Sin, who was originally angry, instantly came to his senses and collected all his vitality into his body, because this voice was too familiar to him, in the five years of cultivation, he was the only one among the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect he had come into contact with, and he was none other than Senior Brother, Li Qiang.