In the early morning of the next day, Ning Xiaochuan bid farewell to Nagarjuna and got up to go west.

Ning He took the Xiangzhou army away, Ning Xiaochuan rarely walked alone, all the way to the west, met many Xiangzhou people on the way, heard the high-pitched trumpet in his childhood memory, and was bold and sad.

The simple words and sentences make people's hearts tremble, there are old people picking chrysanthemums, there are delicate women embroidering, there are men planting mulberries, there are filial sons crying graves, every time I hear these, Ning Xiaochuan will stop and stay.

Listening to these loud roars echoing in the mountains from afar, he didn't start again until he sang a song, and in these trumpets, Ning Xiaochuan seemed to see the life of an ordinary Xiangzhou people.

At the same time, I also know why my parents always think about this distant homeland, which is far more fireworks than Yindu.

Ning Xiaochuan is not in a hurry, his own territory, and he is not afraid that someone will be unfavorable to him, his parents have just left, and the young man also needs someone to ease the sadness of his relatives' parting.

Walking fifty miles away from Xiangzhou Tianshui City, I met a pair of young men and women who were wandering away from the rivers and lakes with swords, the man was dressed in a cool and sharp suit, with a sword at his waist, looking very graceful, and the woman next to him was also walking across the sword, quite heroic.

The two of them should be the children of the southern aristocracy, and they came to Xiangzhou probably to experience and add gold to their resumes, but in Ning Yan's opinion, the border is nothing to benefit the Dafeng border, and the border is either the Beidi Army or their Xiangzhou Army, and there are people in danger.

If you really want to experience, it is better to go to the Beiban, see the horse bandits in the frontier, experience the Northern Barbarian wolf riding and Tiele slaughter, and estimate when the young man and woman will not escape death.

When he traveled west, Ning Xiaochuan did not forget to cultivate the Daomen purple qi that he had comprehended in the Taoist temple, and after several studies, it was indeed mysterious.

Taoist classics often say that people have three treasures, respectively, the essence of the spirit, among which the essence is the most mysterious and precious, the classics have words, the essence is the real thing, the wandering spirit is the change, can pass through yin and yang, distinguish ghosts and gods.

Not to mention whether these suspicious ghosts are worth believing, but there is a saying that this essence is true, and the saying that the spirit master is traveling outside the world is not the essence of the gods?

To a certain extent, Ning Xiaochuan's cultivation of the "Xuanyu Neijing" can also be said to be a kind of Taoist essence and qi secret book, which pays attention to the cohesion of the mind and the outside of the world.

Walking to the small village on the edge of Tianshui City, the cold wind swept and the snow on the ground did not disappear, and a group of guerrilla guards dressed in light armor came on horseback, and the general led by him did not look very old.

But the equestrian skills are exquisite, the bow is hanging from the back, and the knife is held at the waist, a group of soldiers came to Ning Xiaochuan, the general climbed the mountain and dismounted, and arched his hand, "Li Changlin, the guerrilla general of the left guard battalion of the Xiangzhou Army, has seen the fifth son. ”

The 100,000 troops of the Xiangzhou Army are divided into twelve battalions, each battalion has its own name, and the Zuowei Battalion is one of them.

However, at this time, Ning Xiaochuan did not plan to return to Dunhuang City, "General Li, are you going to take me back to Dunhuang?" ”

"The general is worried about Gongzi, so let me wait to accompany Gongzi, as for Dunhuang, Gongzi can go back whenever he wants." Li Changlin arched his hand and said.

Ning Xiaochuan nodded, it seems that the eldest brother also knows that he has grown up, and he is no longer the Ning Xiaochuan who only caused trouble before.

"I've heard that there are countless masters in Xiangzhou, but I don't know if General Li has heard of it?"

Li Changlin didn't expect that Ning Xiaochuan would be Xiangzhou Jianghu as soon as he opened his mouth, and nodded after thinking for a while, "Most of the masters of Dafeng martial arts are in the Central Plains, especially in Xiangzhou, Jingzhou, and Qingzhou.

If the prince wants to visit, there is one in Tianshui City, and it is a prestigious swordsman, ten years ago, the rivers and lakes selected the world's five major swordsmen, and he ranked third, because he had seven iron swords in his hand, and he was nicknamed Li Qijian. ”

"Li Qijian." Ning Xiaochuan muttered.

The sword masters in the world, except for the sword fairy Yi Zitui, few others mention that when the five swordsmen left Yindu ten years ago, they heard the old Song Tou mention it.

The second place is a swordsman in Tsing Yi, from Situ Sword Pavilion, most likely the father of Situ Jingchun, who once fought with Yi Zitui for 3,000 rounds and was difficult to distinguish.

This third Li Qijian has also heard of it, he has a sword box in his hand, and there are seven swords hidden in it, although it is not as good as the top ten famous swords, but it is also a top sword on the rivers and lakes.

Although Li Qijian's real name is unknown, his nickname is like thunder, as for the fourth and fifth, he only knows that one is a swordsman in Qingzhou, and the other is an elder of a peasant family.

Li Changlin looked at Ning Xiaochuan's thoughtful expression, and continued, "Childe, Senior Li has a strange temper and is obsessed with swordsmanship, and many high-ranking officials and nobles who have come to visit have eaten his closed door, if you are different, your subordinates can knock on its door in the name of Xiangzhou Army, I don't know what you think." ”

"Let's use martial arts methods to solve the matter, General Li, please take me there." Ning Xiaochuan said.

"Yes."

Li Changlin led the way in front, followed by Ning Xiaochuan, Tianshui City said that it was not big, it was not small, it was not small, there were hills on three sides, and there was an oasis in it, before Xiangzhou was beaten down by Ning Zhi, this Tianshui City was a small town on the border between the two countries, which belonged to the Sanzhi zone, and many bandits gathered here.

When Ning Zhi went north, the Northern Barbarian Court sent spies to Tianshui City, wanting to buy off some outlaws to kill the Ning family army here to delay the support of their army, but those outlaws took the money and opened the city gate directly, and the Ning family soldiers took the city without blood.

It turned out that before attacking the city, Tang Yuntian had thought of Beiman's small moves, so he sent people to infiltrate Tianshui City early, and those outlaws were also pretended to be by Tang Yuntian.

As for those real outlaws, they have long since left, and since they are outlaws, how can they stay in a city where war is about to begin?

Today's Tianshui City has long since disappeared from those outlaws, and under the management of Xiangzhou Mu Qian Simiao, it has become a state and county city.

The black armor of Xiang Zhou's army was too dazzling, Ning Xiaochuan asked Li Changlin to change into ordinary people's clothes, and the rest of the guerrilla soldiers continued to patrol.

He took Li Changlin into Tianshui City, with thick earthen walls and tiles, a typical Northwest City style, and the handover towers on the city tower still have some Northern Barbarian atmosphere.

In the northwest corner of the city, an insignificant courtyard is located in it, this one has no rockery and flowing water, no cyan vegetation, some are just puppets and straw figures used to practice swords, the puppets are full of sword marks, and the owner of this small courtyard is Li Qijian.

Outside Ning Xiaochuan's door, Li Changlin stepped forward and knocked on the door: "Senior Li, my son-in-law asks to see him with a lot of money." ”

There is no sound in the door, it's not that people are not there, but the arrogance of being a strong man with a sword in the world, if ordinary people can knock on the door of his Li Qiye's room, it will inevitably be a little too cheap, he does not have the power of the Situ Sword Pavilion Pavilion, nor does he have the fame of the Sword Immortal Jie Zitui, and some of them are so arrogant.

Ning Xiaochuan stepped forward and arched his hand, "Sir, the junior has offended." ”

After that, he pushed the door directly in, and the moment he pushed the door, a sword qi attacked, it was a genuine sword qi, Ning Xiaochuan hurriedly stretched out his hand to block it, under the protection of the true qi, he was not injured, this sword qi did not mean to hurt them, and the threat of forcing them back was greater.

Ning Xiaochuan bowed his hand in a deep voice, "Thank you Mr. for not killing, Mr. can not see the juniors, but the things in the hands of the juniors, I am afraid that Mr. will not have a chance to see each other again." ”

Ning Xiaochuan didn't know when there was an extra cloth bag in his right hand, and in the next second, a stream of true qi struck, and a huge suction force came.

Ning Xiaochuan was instantly pushed into the courtyard by the huge True Qi, the door was slammed shut, and Li Changlin outside the door shouted, "Childe ......"

Ning Xiaochuan got up and put away the cloth bag in his hand, and shouted, "I'm fine, the seniors have seen me, you just need to guard the door." ”

After saying that, Ning Xiaochuan got up and straightened his clothes and walked towards the courtyard, the scene in the courtyard was in line with the habits of a martial artist.

Ning Xiaochuan walked into the courtyard, and on the seven wooden stakes in front of him, each enshrined a long sword, and the true qi on the long sword lingered, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and it was directly in front of the seven wooden stakes.

An old man who was more than half a hundred years old stood in the air, with real qi lingering behind him, and the qi in front of him was bulging, the old man was dressed in a black robe, and a sandalwood sword box was quietly placed in front of him.

"The junior Ning Xiaochuan has seen the seniors of Li, and today's actions are offensive, and I hope the seniors will not blame them." Ning Xiaochuan said politely.

"The Ning family ......"

After hearing Ning Xiaochuan's name, Li Qijian raised his head and arched his hand, retracted his true qi, and the whole person slowly landed, "The old man has no contact with the Ning family, Ning Gongzi, what do you mean by coming here this time?" ”

"The seniors should not misunderstand, and the juniors come to make deals with the seniors." Ning Xiaochuan said that, and presented the Donghuang Bell with both hands.

The true qi struck, and the cloth bag shattered instantly, revealing the Donghuang Bell that emitted a faint purple light inside, and Li Qijian couldn't help but smack his tongue when he saw it.

"The person who disturbed the peace of the Northern Barbarians a few days ago was actually you, this Donghuang Bell is one of the twelve national weapons of the Beiban, no wonder the Beiban is like a mad dog crazy counterattack, it turns out that this Donghuang Bell was really brought into Dafeng."

True Qi slashed across the body of this octagonal bell, emitting a faint purple light.

Li Qijian looked at Ning Xiaochuan and asked in a deep voice, "Do you have something to ask me for?" ”

"The juniors want to use this Donghuang bell to exchange a person's head, I don't know if the seniors can agree?" Ning Xiaochuan's eyes suddenly flashed with a cold look.

Li Qijian was stunned in his heart, who was so important that he could let the Ning family exchange the Donghuang Bell in his hand.

"Loyal ministers and good generals will not be killed, ordinary people will not be killed, and officials ordered by the court will not be killed." Li Qijian is not coy, the people in the rivers and lakes do things, and he doesn't do that little act.

Such a refreshing answer is also in line with Ning Yan's heart, Ning Xiaochuan is really angry, and the index finger of his right hand points out, and two words instantly appear on the ground: frustrated yang.

What Ning Xiaochuan wanted to kill was actually the white-clothed demon Fuyang!

This name Li Qijian is not unfamiliar, the third elder of the Beiban Elder Sect, the big devil who kills people without blinking.

As for why Ning Xiaochuan didn't choose to avenge his parents, he later explained that his parents had a big revenge, and he wanted to avenge it; Hyacinths have their own revenge.