Ning Wujian suddenly realized, "I see, it's really the biggest tragedy in life that the son is useless, I think the whole thing should be that his son was used by that woman, and what method was adopted to reduce the strength of this old guy's martial realm, and then when he launched a coup d'état, this old guy still didn't know anything about his martial realm power, and he ended up like this! Otherwise, with his strength, he would never have made such a mess, either he was poisoned, or something else." ”

After Ning Yiwu heard this, he nodded knowingly, and then bent down to carefully examine the neck of the white-eyed old man while talking to Ning Wuji.

However, all of a sudden, he discovered some secrets on the neck of the white-eyed old man, and said movingly: "Que'er, look at what is on his neck!"

Ning Wujian opened his eyes wide, and actually saw that there was a curse mark in the shape of a six-pointed star on the neck of the white-eyed old man, and he also bent down with his father and asked, "Father, what is this?"

Ning Yiwu looked at the six-pointed star-shaped sign, his face suddenly darkened a little, and after pondering for a long time, he got up from the ground and replied, "If my guess is right, this should be an extremely terrifying spell power!"

"Spell Mark Power?" Ning Wuqian asked again with such a puzzled question.

Ning Yiwu nodded.

Ning Wujian seemed to recall something in an instant, "Could it be that this old guy really has something to do with that old man of the Nine Poisons?"

Ning Yiwu sighed, then turned his head and looked at the vast night sky, his face was stunned, "Yes, this kind of spell mark power can liberate the power of martial cultivators in a short period of time, but the effect brought afterwards is to be slowly swallowed by this spell mark."

As far as I know, even the Old Man of the Nine Poisons himself has not developed this kind of curse seal antidote! When the alien race invaded my Heavenly Domain, the Old Man of the Nine Poisons used this curse mark to turn 10,000 wind soul warriors into killing machines, and these wind soul warriors who were originally two levels of strength and martial artists increased their strength to the level of martial artists in an instant, 10,000 martial artists, this combat power can be imagined, and the number of enemies who came to attack was nearly 100,000 in one night! The victory in that battle also relieved the pressure on the situation in the northwest, and finally forced the alien troops to retreat westward, resulting in the emptiness of the east, and I led thousands of swordsmen to attack on the long road in the night, occupying their alien towns, "Danhuo", "Ghost Peach" and other places, destroying the logistics of the aliens!

The more Ning Wujian listened, the more interesting he became, and he walked towards his father's back, and said thoughtfully: "I didn't expect this little curse mark to have such a historical story!"

Ning Yiwu turned his head and smiled at Ning Wuji, "That's right, but this spell has broken some martial arts cultivation guidelines, that is, 'A sweat, a result, there is no free lunch in the world, there is no shortcut to the martial arts avenue, only down-to-earth!' One can imagine what kind of consequences this curse power will bring to those 10,000 soldiers afterwards, in the end, these 10,000 people were all killed after seven days because they could not withstand the severe pain caused by the body cells, and no one survived, and finally the emperor set this power as a forbidden technique in order to stabilize people's hearts, and no one was allowed to use and study it anymore! Some unscrupulous people once learned of this power and began to study it in private, and after being caught, they were killed by some righteous people in front of all the people!"

Hearing this, Ning Wujian asked with a puzzled face, "What is the death of a soul dementor?"

Ning Yiwu replied: "This is the most painful criminal law promulgated by the Emperor in the past, and its pain is more than a hundred times more painful than skinning! Moreover, the death time is extremely long, and the soul is dementored for a whole day, this is not that the Emperor is cruel, but this method of spell seals violates the way of heaven and earth, once it is used, the consequences will be more serious than anything else! It can even make my Heavenly Domain fall into a catastrophe!" You know, when the emperor faced those generals who betrayed him, others persuaded him to carry out hanging, he flatly refused, even though he was deaf for ten thousand years, but he was not a brutal king, which is also the most fundamental reason why I have always been unwilling to investigate the things back then, after all, he has made great achievements in our Divine Sword Sect. ”

As a son, Ning Wuqian knew very well about his father's persecution by the emperor back then, but he rarely heard his father mention the grievances of the year.

However, at this moment, Ning Wujian still sensed a trace of helplessness and resentment from his father's face.

As for the specific process, Ning Wuqian never asked.

"The First Emperor did this, perhaps because he wanted to take this opportunity to tell everyone in the Heavenly Domain that the power of this spell mark was really terrifying!, so what about the Nine Poisons Old Man that the First Emperor did afterwards?" Ning Wuqian began to change the subject.

Ning Yiwu sighed: "The Old Man of the Nine Poisons is a person who understands things, not a real demon, because at that time I keenly felt the seriousness of the situation, and found him face to face, hoping that he would give an explanation, otherwise I would kill him! He was the only one of the few people who knew my true martial realm power at that time, if nothing else, my strength should be slightly above him." ”

"I see!" said Ning Wuji.

"But if there is a real duel, I may only win a miserable victory, and even return my cultivation to several levels, but what I didn't expect the most was that he actually apologized to me in person and resigned from all positions, what I didn't expect was that he was just blinding me in all this, and by the time I reacted, he had already fled to the Ten Thousand Poison Mountain, and finally established the Ten Thousand Poison Gate! I have always regretted why I couldn't kill him back then!"

Ning Yiwu remembered the past, and his heart was extremely dull.

Ning Wujian explained on the side: "The old man of the Nine Poisons is an extremely unpredictable person, the child feels that his father's choice at that time is completely correct, if the father and the old man of the Nine Poisons face off at that time, even if he kills the old man of the Nine Poisons, at most it will be a tragic victory as his father said, this may be the situation that other Martial Sect masters, such as old guys like the old man with white eyebrows, want to see!"

Ning Yiwu nodded, "Que'er, you're right!"

Ning Wuqian said: "Since the first emperor didn't approve of this kind of evil art, I don't think that no matter how powerful his Nine Poison Old Man is, he won't be able to go against the first emperor whose martial realm strength was at the level of a great swordsman at that time!

Ning Yiwu said: "If everyone in this world can think the same, it would be good, back then, this kind of curse power was too incredible, and even controlled by some righteous people, and some places became a place of grass and human life because of this power, so I have always hated the old man of the Nine Poisons, although he is an evil talent, but without him, I don't know how many people in this world can live and work in peace and contentment!"

"Until a few days ago, your distant brother came to me late at night and said that the old man of the Nine Poisons died in the hands of the Lord of Qingyin Valley, and the Lord of Qingyin Valley was my friend, and this news finally made me fall a stone, otherwise this has always been a problem of my heart! But now, I don't know anything about how my friend will use the property left by the old man of the Nine Poisons, after all, I don't have any reason to inquire about the news of Qingyin Valley, which will make this old friend misunderstand. ”

At this moment, they talked for a long time, but the white-eyed old man still hadn't woken up.

Because of the effect of the "Hemostatic Pill" just now, his injuries have improved.

According to common sense, even though this white-eyed old man lost an arm in the battle, he would not be unconscious for a long time, let alone take the hemostatic pill.

This made Ning Wujian curious.

"Why is he still unconscious? It stands to reason that he used to be a powerhouse in the sword master realm, his physical fitness should not be so low, even if he breaks off his arm, it is impossible for him to be unconscious for such a long time!Father, what is going on?" Ning Wuqian asked curiously.

Ning Yiwu thought for a moment, found the source of the matter, pointed to the white-eyed old man, and explained to Ning Wujian who was facing the side: "The injury he suffered should not be an ordinary injury, it must be that he used the power of this spell mark in the great war, so it will be like this!"

After saying this, Ning Yiwu suddenly began to condense the true yuan, and then turned his back to Ning Wujian and said, "Que'er, cover the surroundings for me to ensure that there are no pursuers from the Ten Thousand Sword Sect behind!"

When Ning Wujian heard his father's words, he suddenly understood what his father wanted to do, and then a look of extreme surprise appeared on his face, "Isn't my father planning to operate the true yuan and save his life?

Ning Yiwu smiled at Ning Wujian and stroked his beard, "You are still too young, I told you, never be blinded by hatred Your self-judgment, those who become great things should have more thoughts in their hearts, and there must be no hatred."

It's not a question I want to save him, it's a question I have to save, think about it, what will happen if this old guy dies in my Divine Sword Sect? Even though this old guy is said to be of bad character, he is the head of a sect after all, if the sect masters of other sects know that I will not save him if I die, what will be their attitude towards my Divine Sword Sect? If you think about it, you will know that now the entire Heavenly Domain is in a mess, each doing its own thing, and the coup d'état that has occurred in a year cannot be counted on two hands.

If I save his life, those Martial Sect Sect Masters who are in danger will definitely make my Divine Sword Sect his refuge, and when the time comes, believe it or not, I will take this opportunity to get a large amount of funds to expand my combat readiness! What's more, if he dies in my Divine Sword Sect, those disciples and wild dogs of his will focus their hatred on my Divine Sword Sect, wouldn't this give the shadowless old man who launched a coup d'état a chance, and these henchmen selected by this old guy are also a group of poor people, for them, if I kill their mentor, they will definitely find me desperate! Even though I regard these wild dogs as nothing, but this person, I still have to be humble, this person has a high flame of firewood, and he can't be too arrogant. ”

Ning Wujian suddenly realized that he had to admit that his father was old and spicy, and he was immature.

Seeing that Ning Wuji's face finally showed a divine light, he waved his hand, "Okay, Que'er, leave these truths for you to ponder by yourself, set up a formation!"

"Yes!"

Even though he was still a little unhappy in his heart, Ning Wuqian could only comply, and immediately cast the "Four Elephant Sword Formation".

At this moment, the four blue light swords with different colors but the same shape suddenly conjured out of Ning Wuji's ring, and stood flawlessly around Ning Wujian in the four directions of southeast, south, northwest, and north.

The dazzling flash of light slowly lingered on the blue light sword, illuminating this dim forest transparently, as if in the Buddhist hall, it was very wonderful.

This kind of sword formation consumes the power of the true element of the person who casts the array, but it can ensure that within a radius of 100 miles, no one can detect the true element fluctuations here, to explain it in a popular sentence, it can be said that this "four elephants to learn the truth" is a kind of sword formation with anti-reconnaissance effect!

Seeing that the matter was done, Ning Yiwu immediately straightened the body of the white-eyed old man, and immediately condensed the high-precision true yuan power in his fingertips, and with his extraordinary acupoint perception, he hit the forty-nine acupuncture points of the white-eyed old man like a cloud.

This is Ning Yiwu's "Xuan Soul Curse Seal" in order to deal with the Nine Poisons Old Man back then, and he personally studied a method of acupoints.

In order to invent this "method of acupoints", Ning Yiwu once stayed awake day and night for a month.

If you want to save the troubled times of this martial realm world, you must not rely on lip service alone, and you must not rely on the strength of the martial realm alone, and this secret method that can unlock the evil path is also the key to pacifying the troubled times.

Time passed quietly.

After some healing, Ning Yiwu was already sweating profusely, he was originally a wind soul martial artist, and his strength lies in the control of the power of the true yuan, such a high-precision method of acupoints is his strength.

But it also takes a lot of energy and true energy.

Ning Wuji, who has been maintaining the "Four Elephant Sword Formation" on the side, did not dare to be distracted at this moment, because he knew very well in his heart that there would be any tail behind this old guy, if this tail was responsible for giving the old guy a fatal blow, then the strength should not be weak, for this reason, of course he did not dare to have the slightest carelessness.

After some rescue, Elder Baimei finally had vitality, maybe Ning Yiwu saved his life completely within his expectations, or maybe he didn't expect Ning Yiwu to save his life in person.

He slowly opened his eyes, but he was still delirious because of the powerful side effects of the curse mark.

Ning Yiwu stopped his hand and did not continue the treatment, "It seems that this old guy's body still can't adapt to the Nine Poisons Old Man's Earth Soul Curse Seal, but this guy didn't disappear in an instant, which proves that this old guy's body is indeed a little extraordinary." ”

After Ning Yiwu finished speaking, he stood up from the ground, he knew very well what kind of special power this "Xuan Soul" spell mark was, because according to the martial arts theory of the old guy of the Nine Poisons Old Man, the energy of the human body comes from the interaction between cells, and if you change these effects under the condition of understanding the structure of the human body, you can create amazing power.

However, because the cells of the human body are exclusive, and they are highly exclusive, it is much more difficult to change the cell structure of the human body under the forcible intervention of external forces, and it is necessary to achieve self-control by this force, which is much more difficult than the sun going down from the east.

Because of this, this kind of Soul Mantra is rejected by the Righteous Path, because the idea of the Martial Realm Righteous Path is always based on "one cultivation, one harvest", that is to say, if a martial artist wants to improve his martial realm power, he must activate his own cells through uninterrupted cultivation, rather than relying on these unconventional powers.

In other words, the purpose of the right way is always based on conforming to the laws of human beings, while the evil way does the opposite, it is to change the rules, and even create the rules.

The reason why Ning Yiwu has always stood on the side of the righteous path is because he found that if this evil way thought unifies the martial realm world, then what kind of result will it be, that is, the "diligence", "hard work", and "perseverance" in the core values of the original human race will be completely replaced by another thought.

Even though Ning Yiwu doesn't know what kind of words should be used to explain this ideological outlook, just imagine, if this world really becomes like this, it is enough to imagine that there will be no future for the whole world, and human thinking will be completely subverted, and core values such as "hard work" and so on will no longer exist.

Therefore, when Ning Yiwu heard that the Nine Poisons Old Man Land was called the "Tianxuan Project", he not only immediately drew a line with the Nine Poisons Old Man, but even made up his mind to start an ultimate decisive battle with it, for which he had been preparing for many years.

Now, Ning Yiwu looked at this former old friend lying on the ground, and suddenly remembered these past in his heart, and his heart was really full of mixed feelings.

At this moment, Ning Yiwu had to save some True Yuan to prevent accidents from happening, if this old guy woke up and put all his anger on himself and wanted to put himself on the ground, it would not be good.

There is always a need for an eye at all times, and there is nothing wrong with that.

Ning Yiwu waved his hand, making Ning Wuqian withdraw the sword formation, and then laughed at Ning Wujian and said: "The snake is to be saved, but don't save it too much, at least raise it, and you can sell snake skin!"

After listening to his father's explanation, Ning Wuqian knew why his father was so benevolent.

In his eyes, his father has never been merciful to the enemy, and now that he has let this old guy go, there must be some plan.

At this moment, the white-eyed old man woke up in a daze, looked at Ning Yiwu's majestic posture, lowered his head and didn't dare to gnaw.

After Ning Yiwu saw him wake up, he stretched out his hand, "Hehe, I haven't seen you for many years, don't you even say hello?"

"Ning Yiwu, did you really save me?" asked the white-eyed old man suspiciously.

Even though everything was originally in his plan, he was still surprised when he saw that Ning Yiwu had really saved himself, because he not only planned to assassinate "Elder Zhou", one of Ning Yiwu's "right-hand men", but also planned nearly half a hundred assassinations against Ning Hongyuan.

These hatreds are enough to make even the most big-hearted hero take his own life in an instant.

But Ning Yiwu didn't do it, which had to surprise him, and instead of doing it, he saved his life.

Is it sadness, is it joy? The white-eyed old man's heart couldn't say anything at this moment.

If you are an old man with white eyebrows, you must not be able to say anything in your heart.

"We also fought with other races in the past, but now we are doing our own thing! I'm still talking about some friendships, unlike you, since you took power, you don't talk about friendship at all!" Ning Yiwu said sarcastically.

The white-eyed old man's face instantly turned red, but in order to hide the guilt in his heart, he suddenly laughed evilly, "You don't dare to kill me! Once you kill me, the other sect masters of the Martial Sect will not save you when you are in trouble in the future!"

Ning Yiwu smiled faintly, "My Divine Sword Sect is about to become a refuge for you people, in the past twenty years, there are no less than ten failed people who have come to me to take refuge, do you know how I deal with it?"

"How?"

Ning Yiwu deliberately turned his head and waited for a long time before he said loudly: "I killed half of it, and left half of it!"

"What do you mean?"

After all, the white-eyed old man is a hero, and he hates to follow other people's noses, but in the face of such a fierce opponent, he is helpless.

He had no choice but to follow Ning Yiwu's nose.