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That day, after learning that Ning Sin could not practice swordsmanship and soul power in the Wuji Palace, Wang Guyi arranged for Ning Sin to study the formation in the Chaoyang Palace where Jing Boli lived, Sun Liang, Wang Zhe and Murong Ping did not think about teaching Ning Sin exercises every day, every other week, they would come to observe Ning Sin from time to time, and each time they were disappointed.

The head of the family, Wang Gu Yi, is the same, it seems that he still refuses to accept the fact that Ning Sin can't cultivate swordsmanship and soul power, although he doesn't go to Chaoyang Palace to visit Ning Sin every week, but every once in a while, he will bring some clothes and gadgets to see Ning Sin, after all, Ning Sin still has an identity, he is the child of his senior brother's Ning Tao.

Five years, little by little, the cold sky drifted down the snow again, looking at the entire Wanjian Gate, it was particularly poetic.

Ning Sin lived in Chaoyang Palace for five years, six winters, in these five years, Ning Sin only went out of Chaoyang Palace twice, and both times he went back to Longhua City to visit his father Ning Tao, and the rest of the time he lived in the room on the south side of Chaoyang Palace, and Jing Boli, every day will teach him some simple formations, after these five years of cultivation, the level of Ning Sin formation is also constantly improving.

The snow has covered the entire Wanjian Gate, and in the Chaoyang Palace, the same is true, on the snow-white ground, there are only two lines of footprints, one is in Jingbo, and the other is Ning Sin, and there is only one person in Jingbo who learns the formation in Wanjian Gate, and Ning Sin is his only disciple, so the entire Chaoyang Palace is very deserted.

"Uncle Shi, Uncle Master, they haven't been here for a year" In a room in Chaoyang Palace, two figures, surrounded by a stove made of charcoal, seemed to be keeping warm, and they were Jing Boli and Ning Sin, Ning Sin seemed to muttered thoughtfully.

"The day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the ten thousand swords will be martial, they are all busy teaching their respective disciples, naturally they don't have time to come to us," Jing Boli heard Ning Sin's words, glanced at Ning Sin, who was a little unhappy, and said.

In the past five years, Ning Sin has grown a lot taller, and his originally immature face has become extremely handsome, and there is a heroic air between his eyebrows, which looks extraordinarily spiritual, and it is worth mentioning that Ning Sin has greatly improved his own cultivation in the past five years, and he has entered the peak cultivation of the spirit body in five years.

Ning Sin, who doesn't know swordsmanship and soul power, although his cultivation is at the peak of his spiritual body, his strength is ridiculously low, he knows that now he can't even beat the senior brothers who practice physical cultivation, so all along, Ning Sin has no confidence in himself.

"By the way, do you want to participate in the Ten Thousand Swords Martial Arts?" Seeing that Ning Sin heard that the Ten Thousand Swords Martial Arts had been bowing his head and being silent, Jing Boli asked Ning Sin.

"No, Uncle Shi, it's a shame for me to participate in the Ten Thousand Swords Martial Arts" When Jing Boli's words fell, there was also a trace of longing in Ning Sin's eyes, but then he was rational and rejected Jing Boli, his strength He himself knew that if he lost at that time, he would be embarrassed not only by him, but even his father and several senior uncles would follow him and lose face.

"Alas, what's there, let's go if you want to, anyway, we have no disciples in Chaoyang Palace for two sessions, and the places of these ten participating disciples have been taken away by those bastards every time, and I won't let it this time, Uncle Shi will go to register for you, see who dares not to let you participate"

The more he talked, the more angry he became, and Jing Boli was ready to get up and go to Wanggu to discuss the matter in Wanze Palace.

Their Ten Thousand Swords Gate has ten thousand swords martial arts every six years, Chaoyang Palace has not sent a single person to participate in the war for two sessions, according to the door rules, if there are no disciples to sign up, ten registration places will be distributed to other palace gates, and this time Ning Sin is here, after five years of cultivation, Ning Sin's cultivation of the formation has been mastered like fire, so he also wants Ning Sin to go to the Ten Thousand Swords Society to experience it.

"Uncle Shi" saw that Jing Boli was about to walk out of the door, Ning Sin hurriedly stopped and shouted, he really didn't want to embarrass his father and these uncles, but Jing Boli didn't seem to hear it, and disappeared outside the door.

Wanze Palace is not as deserted as Chaoyang Palace, after all, Wang Guyi also has disciples he accepted when he was not in charge, although the number is not large, but there are about hundreds of people, but at this time, there are three other people in the living room of Wang Guyi's living room.

"Senior brother in charge, let's do the same as in the past this time, there are no disciples in Jingboli to participate, we have three more places in one palace gate, and four more places under the head seat" The three people in the living room are Sun Liang and them, and at this moment they are discussing how to divide the ten places in the palace gate in Jingboli.

"Wait, who said that there is no one here in Jingboli" As soon as Sun Liang's words fell, before Wang Gu nodded, outside the door, a cold cheer came into the living room, and the person who came was Jingboli, and walked into the living room with an angry face.

"Senior Brother Boli, don't make a mess, our competition this time is to choose the best candidate to go to the five major sects to meet the martial arts" Seeing Jing Boli coming, Sun Liang and the others were also a little stunned, in the past two sessions of the martial arts, Jing Boli had not appeared, but this time he suddenly came for some reason, Murong Ping immediately said to Jing Boli.

"I know, but you can't ignore the door rules, I'm here to sign up, to sign up for Ning Sin" Jing Boli did not give up this opportunity to give Ning Sin because of the five major sects, and immediately said his intention.

"Isn't this nonsense, in the past five years, in the entire Wanjianmen, no one knows the situation of the sinner, only the cultivation has no strength, wouldn't it be a shame to go up" Hearing what Jing Boli said, Wang Zhe couldn't bear his temperament, and reasoned with Jing Boli.

The matter of Ning Sin is already known to all the disciples, some disciples directly call Ning Sin a waste, if Ning Sin is allowed to participate in the competition, if he loses, Ning Sin will not only not be able to raise his head in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect for the rest of his life, but it will be a disadvantage to his cultivation in the future.

"If it weren't for the fact that you forcibly taught the sin child exercises back then, causing his veins all over his body to be damaged, would he be like this now? If he could cultivate swordsmanship and soul power, I think a few of you would have forcibly taken the sin away from me," Jing Boli said without showing any mercy to Wang Zhe and the others, and also told the incident back then.

"You, you, it was my fault back then, but Sin'er can't cultivate swordsmanship and soul power, and it's not all my fault" Wang Zhe also didn't know what to say at this time, it was indeed he who almost destroyed Ning Sin's meridians back then, but he still wanted to forcibly defend himself.

"Okay, stop arguing" Looking at Jing Boli and Wang Zhe, who were arguing again in front of him, Wang Gu slapped the table next to him and shouted, and then looked at Jing Boli again.

"We were all at fault back then, since Jing Boli wanted Ning Sin to sign up, then let's sign up, it's good to give Ning Sin some chances, after all, we are all his uncles" Then Wang Guyi slowly sat on the chair behind him, agreed with Jing Boli's statement, and sighed helplessly in his heart.

"Then thank you Senior Brother in charge, this is Ning Sin's brand, and please add Ning Sin's name to the competition book" Seeing that Wang Guyi agreed to Ning Sin's participation in the competition, Jing Boli's originally angry face also showed a look of joy, and then put the wooden name plate engraved with Ning Sin's name on the table from his arms.

He didn't stay here for long, and after finishing his errand, Jing Boli walked towards his Chaoyang Palace with great interest, and if he stayed there for a moment longer, the smell of gunpowder in the scene would be much stronger.

"Senior brother, this" After Sun Liang left in Jingboli, he seemed to be a little ignorant of Wang Guyi's approach, and before Jingboli's words could be spoken, Wang Guyi stretched out his hand to interrupt and said: "Senior Brother Boli has not had a single disciple in the palace over the years, and he is a little angry, we have to take care of some of it, as for the matter of Ningsin, don't say it, although he can't cultivate swordsmanship and soul power, but his qualifications are still there, let him experience some things, it may not be a bad thing for him"

"Alas" Hearing Wang Guyi's words, Sun Liang and the others only sighed slightly, and stopped talking, they all knew in their hearts, but there were still three years to go before the five major factions would join the martial arts, and the time was pressing, and they also wanted to select more talented candidates from more disciples to participate in the five major factions.

In Chaoyang Palace, Ning Sin was still roasting charcoal fire in the room, his hands were very close to the charcoal fire, and his palms were already red from the scorching temperature, but Ning Sin did not withdraw his hand, his eyes looked at the charcoal intently, as if he was thinking about something, and his brows were slightly furrowed on his handsome face.

"Sin, the name has been reported to you, prepare tomorrow, and go to the preliminary exam the day after tomorrow" Ning Sin, who was still pondering, suddenly heard Jing Boli's voice at this time, came back to his senses, and quickly withdrew his red hands that had been baked, and Jing Boli shook the snowflakes that fell on his body at the door and entered the room.

"Why, are you still worried? A boy, why is he so sentimental all day long, can't he have some confidence in himself?" Looking at Ning Sin, who had a sad face, Jing Boli seemed a little displeased, and said to him.

"There is faith, but I am afraid that if I lose, I will treat you" When he said this, Ning Sin could no longer speak, and he was still worried that if he lost the competition, where would his father and these uncles put their faces? In five years, being taught by five uncles and losing to a disciple who was almost cultivating on his own, no matter who he told him, it would be a shameful thing.

"Just relax, these things are not something you should worry about" waved his hand, Jing Boli's words were very relaxed, and he also wanted Ning Sin, not so much pressure.

"By the way, I see that you don't have your own saber yet, and you hold that short wooden sword all day long, and the paint on it is almost worn off, do you want to make a good sword?" seemed to think of the short wooden sword that Ning Sin often held in his hand, Jing Boli seemed to think of something, and asked Ning Sin.

"I can't practice swordsmanship, it's good to have a wooden sword by my side" Ning Sin naturally wanted a real sword every day, but he couldn't practice swordsmanship, even if he had a sword on his body, it was useless to him.