Now they were still some distance away from the "Black Cloud Forest" where Elder Bai Mei was, so they took this opportunity to talk and discuss the way forward in the future.

After listening to Ning Wuji's analysis, Ning Yiwu felt that his worries were not unreasonable, but he was still a little dissatisfied in his heart, "What you said is very reasonable, but Que'er, you have to be clear, this Unified Heaven Domain, we can't let our father and son go into battle together, otherwise our energy will be used to triumph with the enemy, and it will have an impact on the improvement of our own martial realm strength, and we will go to the "Pure Emperor" of the year The old way, since Yuan'er has the help of a master behind him, and he himself is such a martial arts genius, I naturally hope that he can avoid these struggles, cultivate the martial realm wholeheartedly, become the real sword of my Divine Sword Sect, and finally use such a sword to deter foreign races!"

Rather than endlessly killing people and forcing the enemy to submit, Ning Yiwu hoped that there was a means to surrender the enemy without a fight, but if he wanted to make the opponent submit, it was not easy to say, not only with his amazing eloquence, but also with the strength of the martial arts realm that shocked everyone.

Ning Hongyuan has the ability to do both.

"Since Yuan'er has the help of a mysterious master behind him, then for the improvement of his personal martial arts strength, I, as a father, what else is there to worry about, Yuan'er will definitely not take so many detours like himself, he is nearly half a hundred years old, and he can only reach the level of the Sword King realm! ”

After pondering it carefully in his heart, Ning Yiwu was full of trust in Ning Hongyuan, and said with Ning Wujian stroking his beard: "The ancients, the soldiers who surrender without a fight, the best strategy, if Yuan'er can become the strongest young martial arts powerhouse in this heavenly world, the martial realm, and spend twenty years to break through the swordsman realm, we will be more confident in dealing with the enemy, and even in a sense, once the world is in chaos in the future, many people will fall to the wind because of this! I believe that Yuan'er will definitely not let you and me down!"

Even though Ning Wujian was very worried in his heart, he still nodded and agreed with his father's opinion.

Ning Wuqian thought about it for a long time, and still said what he was worried about, "Father is planning to let the distant brother show his true martial realm in front of outsiders in the future, but in this way, the pressure on the distant brother will be even greater, on the one hand, he wants to show his true strength to outsiders to deter the enemy, on the other hand, those stubborn hostile forces will definitely be unwilling, and the killers and assassins sent out must not be of the same level as before! There are even some Venerable Martial Sects, for the benefit of Martial Sects, will resurface!"

What Ning Wujian was most worried about was that those Martial Realm Venerables who had no longer asked about the world before, hearing that a young person like Ning Hongyuan had grown to such strength at such a young age, would there be a hermit who would come out of the mountain again because of this?

In this way, Ning Hongyuan's danger is even greater, if these hidden powerhouses come out of the mountain, this is not something that those assassins who fought petty before can be compared.

Ning Yiwu also nodded, "The question you just raised, of course I understand, is nothing more than worrying that your distant brother will face assassinations by even more powerful enemies, if your distant brother can withstand these tests, resolve these assassinations again and again, and defeat one powerful enemy after another, this can be better than a million army! What's more, the real martial arts strength is honed in the fight again and again, which is a challenge for Yuan'er, and it is also a rare opportunity." ”

Ning Wujian heard his father's bold words, his heart was happy, and his eyebrows finally stretched, "Since my father said so, I have nothing to worry about, I believe in my brother's ability!"

Father and son looked at each other and smiled.

After a while, the group came to the northwest gate of the Divine Sword Sect, the border of the "Black Cloud Forest".

Ning Yiwu, with his extraordinary martial arts strength, was already able to perceive this familiar strength.

After having an abacus in his heart, Ning Yiwu was shocked at first, and then looked up to the sky and laughed, "Bai Mei, I didn't expect you to be today!"

After listening to his father's words, Ning Wuqian was also shocked first, and then his eyebrows stretched, "I can't imagine that my father, an old friend, will have such a miserable end today!"

After all, Ning Wujian is also a strong man who has reached the fourth stage of the swordsman, and he can slowly perceive this familiar true yuan aura, so he naturally knows some general conditions, and he can sense that this true yuan aura is slowly weakening, which proves that the situation of the white-eyed old man is not optimistic.

"Let's go, speed up, and meet our old friend!"

Ning Yiwu gave an order, and the three of them condensed all the true elements in one breath, and three phantoms like meteors crossed the silent night sky.

In the Black Cloud Forest, after a long trek, the white-eyed old man finally arrived in the northwest of the Divine Sword Sect.

Although he was seriously wounded, he finally arrived at this place with great tenacity.

He looked at the deep dark wood forest around him, and he actually felt a long-lost fear, thinking of what he had done over the years, and had mixed feelings.

He no longer thought about his future, slowly dragged his body in severe pain, and finally leaned against a large locust tree, and finally closed his eyes.

He knew that it would be safe to come here, because he knew very well that Ning Yiwu's defense system was extremely efficient, and once someone broke into the Divine Sword Sect, someone would come here to find out in less than half an hour.

As for tomorrow, he doesn't think about it anymore, and it's not something he can decide.

He closed his eyes and waited for fate.

When he was completely asleep, two phantoms fell from the sky, it was Ning Yiwu and Ning Wujian.

Ning Yiwu walked forward slowly, and saw that the white-eyed old man had broken off one of his arms, and investigated it carefully.

Even though the white-eyed old man forcibly pressed the wound with True Yuan, the blood still oozed from the wound, and it actually dyed the roots of the big locust tree blood red.

Seeing this, Ning Yiwu used the power of Zhenyuan to forcibly pry open the opponent's mouth without a breath, and immediately punched a "Hemostatic Pill" into the opponent's abdomen with one palm.

On the side, Ning Wujian saw his father act like this, and he didn't hide it, "Why is my father so merciful, this white-eyed old man is the fierce rival of our Divine Sword Sect, and now he dares to flee to our Divine Sword Sect, and wants our Divine Sword Sect to take him in?"

For such a fierce enemy, it stands to reason that he should take this opportunity to give him a knife, how could he do such a thing of raising tigers for trouble? What's more, the "Hemostatic Pill" just now was prepared for my father, and the price was extremely expensive, how could it be used on such a thief?

Ning Wuqian thought about it for a long time, but he still couldn't figure out why his father did this, but he knew that his father must have his own reason for everything he did, so he naturally didn't ask any more.

Ning Yiwu waved his hand, and immediately used the power of True Yuan to investigate the injury of the "Old Man with White Eyebrows", and said earnestly: "Que'er, don't be so excited, I know that you almost died at his hands in the past, but hatred is such a thing, it can't make my Divine Sword Sect really grow, hatred can be used for a while, but not for a lifetime, don't be blinded by hatred!"

Ning Wuqian looked at the former enemy, how could he not be resentful.

Thinking that this white-eyed old man learned that he was going to Tiandu, he actually set up a puzzle to put himself to death, if it wasn't for a secret technique that he hid his whereabouts back then, I am afraid that he would have been a dead soul under the spring.

But after suppressing his anger, he calmed down sensibly and obeyed his father's arrangement.

Facing this former enemy, Ning Wuji, who had calmed down, began to recall that he had received some news from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect these days.

He combined some intel and began to speculate on the ins and outs of the matter.

In an instant, Ning Wujian began to suddenly realize, "Isn't that shadowless old man really launching a coup d'état?"

Ning Yiwu nodded, "Apart from such a reason, what else would make this former hero hurt like this!The strength of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect can compete with this old guy is only the Shadowless Old Man, this old guy was afraid of the Shadowless Old Man back then, so he could only put him under house arrest!"

Ning Wuqian heard the word house arrest, and felt funny, "House arrest? This is really interesting, why didn't he kill the shadowless old man in one go!"

"The Shadowless Old Man has a certain prestige in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and if he wants to kill such a hero, it is not something you can do if you say it, not to mention that at that time, the Shadowless Old Man had made great contributions to the pacification of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and his subordinates were like clouds, if he dared to really do it, he would cause himself a lot of trouble! So he declared to the outside world that the Shadowless Old Man was unwell and needed to cultivate, deprived him of his power, and then set up a drinking bureau and put him under house arrest in Tianhua Mountain! In this way, wouldn't it be more convincing than killing the Shadowless Old Man? This is a common method used by these people, a little more clever than killing!"

Ning Wuqian felt even more amused, "Since that's the case, then how could he end up like this?"

Ning Yiwu also laughed, "This is called that people are not as good as heaven!"

Ning Wujian highly recognized this sentence, any abacus requires luck, smiled faintly, and then continued to ask his father: "But as far as I know, this old guy's eyes are all over the 'Ten Thousand Swords Valley' in the main city of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and his strength has reached the level of the second stage of the martial artist, and those elders are only about the seventh stage of the martial artist, even if the coup is launched to the end, these elders will attack in groups, this old guy will retreat with his whole body, at most a tie situation, how can it be so embarrassing!" And Tianhua Mountain, where the shadowless old man is under house arrest, is even more ear-and-eye!"

Ning Yiwu laughed, "It doesn't have to be a head-on conflict to launch a coup d'état, you can use some means! According to reliable information, I have heard that his son is a filial son on the surface, but in private he is a waste wood who covets women, and I think he has today, and nine times out of ten, he was killed by his son! He wholeheartedly wants to put other people's sons to death, but now he has been made such a fate by his own son, is this not the will of heaven? Isn't it the will of heaven?"

At the end of the words, Ning Yiwu still couldn't hold back his laughter.

Now seeing that the other party has landed in such a field, Ning Yiwu still breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.