"Hahaha, it's so happy, Senior Brother Ding actually entered the top 100. This is a record that our Sword Weapon Peak has never had, and everyone will not return home if they are not drunk tonight. Several Sword Weapon Peak disciples gathered Ding Xiaoyi and came to a hall made of huge stones in Sword Weapon Peak.

Almost all the Sword Weapon Peak disciples rushed in, and Ding Xiaoyi's performance made the Sword Weapon Peak disciples very happy.

The ancient elves were also embraced by all the disciples of the Sword Weapon Peak to join in the celebration of this carnival. Ding Xiaoyi was already an old fritter, and he was able to maneuver among these straightforward Sword Peak disciples.

Although he didn't drink a lot of wine, he drank several Sword Weapon Peak disciples down. In the middle of the night, the moonlight swayed down like water, and everyone drank from the sword peak hall to the outside, and everyone sat under the towering trees of the mottled moonlight.

They were drunk, Sword Weapon Peak had never been as excited as tonight, and most of the Sword Weapon Peak disciples were drunk and staggered.

Ding Xiaoyi looked at these senior brothers and sisters who were honest and hard-working, and a warm current flowed out from the bottom of his heart.

There is no so-called intrigue in Sword Weapon Peak, they may not have talent in swordsmanship, but they have a frank personality, so why not be a real sword cultivator.

Sword forging can be regarded as an alternative kendo practice, and the road of cultivation is long and endless, and Ding Xiaoyi has never felt such abuse.

"Ding Xiaoyi, come and drink", the ancient elf drank a little too much. As a rune array master, she may also be happy tonight, but she doesn't know how to protect herself.

Seeing the drunken beauty, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but sigh. The ancient elves had all been led astray by him, and the innocent and innocent rune array master had already been influenced by him.

"Miss Gu, do you miss your master", Ding Xiaoyi held a jar of wine and gently touched the jar of wine in the hand of the ancient elf, and then asked curiously.

"How wonderful life is outside, in the killing capital, Shizun let me go anywhere, I am suffocated to death, or follow you to stimulate." The ancient elf replied with a grin at Ding Xiaoyi inarticulately.

"If Master Ning knew what you were thinking now, wouldn't he tear me apart alive", Ding Xiaoyi showed a bitter smile, and he said to the ancient elf again.

"How can it be, Shizun hurts me the most, I haven't enjoyed enough of following you so fiercely in the outside world," the ancient elf said to Ding Xiaoyi with a sigh of wine in his mouth.

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the girl beside him with a flushed face. I saw that under her nose was a full red lip.

Those lips couldn't stop exhaling the smell of wine mixed with the fragrance of wine. The ancient elf's eyes were as charming as spring, and he was looking at Ding Xiaoyi with his head tilted without blinking.

"Ding Xiaoyi, am I good-looking?" Seeing Ding Xiaoyi's gaze fall on his face, the ancient elf couldn't help but ask curiously.

Hearing the ancient elf's question, Ding Xiaoyi showed a warm smile. The ancient elf was originally a jasper year, and she should have been innocent.

But unexpectedly, living in a bloody place like the Killing Capital, it was really difficult for her.

"You're very good-looking", Ding Xiaoyi smiled and said to the ancient elf.

"Really, I don't think I'm good-looking, tomorrow I'll go to see the Sword Wuchen Boy's competition", the ancient elf Ding Xiaoyi said.

Hearing the Gu Elf's request, the smile on Ding Xiaoyi's face became even stronger. There is no woman who does not have spring, the ancient elf jasper is in her prime, and when she encounters the sword Wuchen like a fairy, it is naturally difficult to escape the impulse of envy.

Although he didn't know about Jian Wuchen, he felt that there might be no result between the ancient elves and Jian Wuchen.

Although they are good matches, there are exceptions to everything. Although he had a faint guess in his heart, he still supported the Gu Elves, after all, the Gu Elves also had the right to pursue their own happiness.

She had only met Jian Wuchen once, and she had already forgotten it, which showed how great the charm of Jian Wuchen was.

He was even a little jealous of this flawless Sword Pavilion boy, unlike his own appearance and temperament, which were a lot worse than the other party.

"If you want to go, you can do whatever you want. If we and other monks can't face our hearts, then what are we going to cultivate," Ding Xiaoyi still encouraged the ancient elves.

Hearing Ding Xiaoyi's encouragement, the ancient elf's beautiful eyes turned, and a bright smile appeared on her face. It was a smile like a peach blossom in full bloom.

The girl with a spring is nothing more than that, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but sigh in her heart. Sword Pavilion Peak carnival tonight until late at night, there is no deceit or intrigue here, you can relax physically and mentally.

If Sword Stardust wants to make himself a disciple of Sword Weapon Peak, perhaps he should also take this into account. Ding Xiaoyi looked at the group of Sword Weapon Peak disciples who were staggering, and he couldn't help but feel a warm current welling up in his heart.

The Gu Elf was already snoring, Ding Xiaoyi shook his head and carried the Gu Elf into the room. This little girl had never drunk so much wine, and her mouth was still making a dreamy sound.

She seemed to have a happy smile on her face, or she may have dreamed of the spotless boy. How nice it would be if it had been so warm Ding Xiaoyi came to the courtyard outside, but this group of Sword Weapon Peak disciples were staggering without any defense.

The jar of wine in their arms had already slipped, and the gurgling wine flowed freely. At this moment, Ding Xiaoyi's heart seemed to be sublimated.

He felt that his spiritual platform was clear, and the surroundings became clearer. It has been a long time since his sword intent reached the sword heart immaculate, but there has been no trace of breaking through, and it takes an opportunity to break through to the realm of ten thousand swords returning to the sect.

And this opportunity is hard to find, Ding Xiaoyi has experienced countless tears along the way, and his nerves are also tense.

This time he finally relaxed his mind, he felt that this was an opportunity, an opportunity for his sword intent to break through.

He took out the Heavenly Material Treasure Spirits containing sword intent that he had obtained from the sword cave, and spread out his palm to put those Heavenly Material Spirit Treasures containing sword intent in the palm of his palm.

His consciousness entered an ethereal state, and the sword intent in the Heavenly Material Spirit Treasure in his hand turned into wisps of spiritual energy and submerged into his body.

After a few moments, Ding Xiaoyi was immersed in an ethereal state. The sword qi lingered around him like silk, and the sword intent began to manifest itself in his consciousness.

The sword intent was invisible, but Ding Xiaoyi's consciousness condensed these sword intents into the form he wanted.

Ten thousand swords return to the sect, that is, nothing is not a sword. If there is no sword in the hand, there is also a sword, and everything in heaven and earth can be turned into a sword in the hand.

It's an idea and a sublimation. With the blessing of the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, it is no longer so important to have a sword or not, and the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect is the last realm of sword intent.

After more than half an hour, Ding Xiaoyi opened his eyes. This opportunity was not enough for him to break through to the sword intent realm of the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect.

But he had already felt that the sword intent realm of the sword was beginning to loosen, which was also a big gain.

The higher the sword intent realm, the stronger his comprehension of the way of the sword. The next realm is the realm of the sword domain, and the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand is the realm of sword intent.

It is still a mountain to see that the mountain is a mountain, and a mountain is not a mountain, and finally it is an artistic conception of looking at the mountain or a mountain.

Ding Xiaoyi's spiritual platform was in an ethereal state. He could even feel his surroundings become clearer.

It's a subtle feeling, and it's wonderful to say. A slight sound of breaking the air came into Ding Xiaoyi's ears.

It was the sound of the placket cutting through the sky, and the slight sound of breaking the air was imperceptible. But after Ding Xiaoyi's sword intent was sublimated, he easily caught this slight sound of breaking the air.

He couldn't help frowning, few people from Sword Weapon Peak came to disturb him, and who came to Sword Weapon Peak so late.

He got up and swept towards the top of the towering tree, and he saw a black shadow rushing towards the Sword Peak.

His gaze froze, and he could see the face of the figure that was hurrying by. It was a middle-aged man with a soft and bearded face holding a dust, and the middle-aged man's eyes showed an anxious gaze.

"I don't know what is the important reason for Gonggong Feng to come here late at night?" Ding Xiaoyi's figure swayed at will on the towering tree like the wind, and he asked in a condensed voice to the figure that was rushing by.

The figure who rushed in hurriedly saw Ding Xiaoyi's figure, his anxious eyes raised, and then he rushed over.

"Ding Gongzi, it's not good, the queen is gone." Gonggong Feng came directly to Ding Xiaoyi's side, and then said to Ding Xiaoyi anxiously.

When Ding Xiaoyi heard this, his face was slightly stunned. Feng Qingwu is the queen of Dayong, what's the use of looking for him when he disappears.