Ning Yiwu observed Ning Hongyuan's moves with his keen pupil power, and after seeing that Ning Hongyuan had almost perfectly avoided the seventy-nine dark blades, he immediately stood in place and nodded with satisfaction.

For Ning Hongyuan's growth, he felt more gratified than winning a war.

After all, your own family is the most important thing.

Ning Yiwu didn't completely expect that if he failed in the complicated struggle of this Heavenly Domain World, what would those loyal generals do to him in the past, the walls were falling and scattered, and the hearts of the people in this world were already much worse than before, and this sentence became a supreme saying.

The only one who can really be relied on is his family.

It may be chilling, but it's the way it is.

Except, of course, for the Zhuge family.

Ning Yiwu suddenly remembered a past incident, "It's still my own family that is the most important, I made so many contributions to the emperor back then, but in the end, I was deprived of my original position as the sect master of the Divine Sword Sect, causing me to be alone and wandering around!"

Even though he knew that he couldn't be biased, he couldn't help but doubt it.

What to suspect, he himself does not know.

Although he was broad-minded, whenever he remembered that the former emperor had been jealous of his ability and framed him, coupled with what Elder Zhu had done before, he really had mixed feelings in his heart.

But seeing that his son had grown up so quickly, he had nothing to worry about.

If he really fails again, his two sons will be his pillars, and it's a big deal to start all over again.

Is there anything more pleasing than a good father?

"I didn't expect this kid's body to grow so quickly, maybe this is the improvement brought about by this kid's actual combat experience again and again!"

Thinking of this, he nodded again, "However, there must be a master behind this kid to help, I hope this master can teach my son to become an ancient wizard of the Heavenly Realm wholeheartedly! I really don't know how to repay his kindness when I meet this master in the future!"

Ning Yiwu muttered to himself while observing Ning Hongyuan's moves and styles.

At this moment, Ning Hongyuan, who was immersed in his own comprehension of sword moves and body techniques, did not notice his father's arrival.

This kind of selfless sword realm that blended into the chaos of heaven and earth made him feel a selfless existence, and there were no distractions in his heart.

Slowly, he integrated this selfless sword realm into his sword moves, trying to create a new sword intent, trying a sword realm where heaven and man are one.

However, he found that such an attempt was extremely difficult.

This time, he still dodged seventy-nine flying blades in just ten seconds.

This result is almost the same as last time!

This was his twentieth attempt, but it turned out to be stagnant.

If there is no progress, it is failure, and time waits for no one.

"Could it be that my body method can only stop there? Hey, after practicing for nearly three days and nights, I can't even achieve the achievement of dodging one more dark blade!"

He felt a little discouraged, and the efforts of the past three days were still only standing still.

Even if he was able to dodge one more Hidden Blade, it would be progress, but unfortunately the truth disappointed him.

After the failure, Ning Hongyuan could only stop first and began to ponder the reasons why he failed.

He sat on the ground and pondered what had gone wrong.

"I've worked hard enough, I'm more skilled every time than the last time, why do I have to achieve this result in the end!"

"One failure is enough, these three days and nights, I have been cultivating day and night, and I have been harsh on myself to the point that others dare not think, why is there such a failure! God!"

Because of repeated failures, Ning Hongyuan began to feel discouraged in his heart.

Because of such a failure, he was embarrassed to ask the Demon Venerable to come out for some advice.

Just when Ning Hongyuan was in a low mood, a warm big hand gently rested on his shoulder.

These hands came so at such a timely time, so kindly.

"Father!"

Ning Hongyuan, who was in a low mood, saw the arrival of his father, and after a long drought and rain, he couldn't say what he felt in his heart.

He cried.

He knows that this feeling is not easy to come by, in the dark life of the previous life, how could he experience this feeling when his parents met each other?

This world is still divided into great men and ordinary people, the more excellent the great man, the better the father, Ning Hongyuan has no doubt about this.

Ning Yiwu patted him on the shoulder, "What, it failed again just now?"

Ning Hongyuan said everything he wanted to say in his heart, "Hey, Dad, this is my twentieth attempt in the past three days, a full twenty times, but my body can only stand still, I can only dodge seventy-nine dark blades, and then go forward!"

This kind of sword practice room is a kind of ingenious sword formation, at the same moment when Ning Hongyuan starts the switch, according to his own needs, he can launch several dark blades within a second, and through this method, he can achieve the purpose of a substitute martial artist's body method.

This method of cultivation is very dangerous, but it is also very effective.

Ning Yiwu hammered his chest, "Failure is nothing, the key is how you look at such failure!"

"Dad, but I've summed up the lessons and experience, and I still can't find out where my mistakes are!" Ning Hongyuan complained while crying.

His palms were already drenched in blood, and his body was covered with scars, and the blood slowly spilled from the wounds, as if they were connected into a line.

Ning Yiwu saw that he was caught in the whirlpool of self-complaint, and changed the topic, "Do you know what the greatest pride of a martial artist is?"

Ning Hongyuan recalled a sentence that his father warned him back then, "Endure what ordinary people can't endure, and do what ordinary people can't do." ”

"Do you remember that?"

Ning Hongyuan lowered his head and smiled, "These are all teachings that Dad, you have taught me since I was a child, how dare I forget it." ”

"But this sentence is easy to say, but difficult to do, back then, my father broke through the swordsman's sixth stage again and again and failed, and his mood was extremely dull, and he even sprinkled this kind of resentment on your mother, I still regret this thing when I think about it, now that I think about it, my father was too young back then!"

"Does Dad also have such an experience? I have worked hard again and again, but the result can only stand still, knowing that there is a point of hard work, a point of harvest, and knowing that hope is in front of me, I tried again and again with such hope, but in the end... ”

Ning Yiwu took his words and said: "But in the end, I can only stand still without the slightest progress! I have worked hard more than 30 times, more than 40 times, and the result is still the same. ”

After Ning Hongyuan heard this, he was silent, and then lowered his head to look at his already bloody hands.

In addition to the fact that his strength has barely increased, he is also covered in scars.

If these scars can bring a breakthrough in self-strength, it is worth it, but unfortunately these scars are useless.

The swift blades cut through his skin, and the pain was a test as well.

"Later, Dad, I found a sentence to comfort myself, and this sentence is quite practical. ”

"What?"

Ning Yiwu looked at Ning Hongyuan firmly, and his tone was extremely serious, "For an indomitable strongman, there has never been such a thing as failure!

As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Yiwu had already turned into a phantom and disappeared into this sword training room.

He knew that he couldn't say everything thoroughly, and there were some things that Ning Hongyuan had to ponder and struggle for by himself.

The most important thing for young people is not to let others force you to do something, but that you yourself know what you should do, this is growth, this is transformation.

Ning Yiwu didn't want to tell his son what had happened outside on this day, because he knew that Ning Hongyuan needed tranquility.

Ning Hongyuan looked at the back of his father's departure, and began to ponder this sentence over and over again, and suddenly had an epiphany.

This sentence can only be understood by people like him who have experienced countless failures.

There is still half an hour and a new day, and Ning Hongyuan once again embarks on his own journey.

"The strong man did not fail!" Ning Hongyuan's heart no longer had so many shadows.

The strong will crushed the tired heart, and with the encouragement of this sentence, Ning Hongyuan once again stepped into the central room of the Organ Sword Array.

There was a crisp sound of weapons in the sword practice room again, and Ning Yiwu, who was standing outside the sword training room, felt very comfortable, maybe the old guy was right, he did give birth to a great son.

Ning Yiwu is also proud of having such a son, the more a man with lofty ideals, the more he hopes to be a qualified father, and he is naturally no exception.

The morning sun was rising, the gentle morning sun shone on the tired face, and the exhausted Ning Hongyuan woke up from his hazy sleep.

As soon as he opened his eyes, a delicate smiling face appeared in front of his eyes, like a warm spring breeze, bathing his soul.

"Yu'er!"

"Brother Hongyuan knows about cultivation all day long, and when he returns to the Divine Sword Sect, he won't come to accompany me!"

Ning Hongyuan had no choice but to smile bitterly, he didn't expect that Yu'er, who had always been reasonable, could have such a little woman's temper.

Do women have this temper? Ning Hongyuan couldn't help but start asking himself.

Ning Hongyuan looked at her beautiful face, and at this moment there was a little more cuteness, and he immediately sat up from the ground, "I'm too busy these days, I'm a man, I should put more energy on my career, if I don't have such courage, how can I make a big beauty like you look down on me? ”

Qin Yuxue covered her mouth and smiled, every time such sweet words made her enjoy it very much.

"Hey, Brother Hongyuan is really only interested in sword training, and he doesn't know what happened last night. ”

She thought that such a matter related to the future fate of the Divine Sword Sect should not be hidden from Ning Hongyuan.

After hearing this, Ning Hongyuan felt the seriousness of the matter, because Yu'er had never said such a thing.

"What happened last night?" Ning Hongyuan began to ask eagerly.

He suddenly remembered last night, and in that moment, his father's melancholy eyes were when he left.

There must be a story in this.

"Last night, there was an old guy who was kicked out of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect by another old guy!" Qin Yuxue concluded.

"Are you saying that the invincible white-eyed old man was driven out of the Divine Sword Sect by his men?"

Ning Hongyuan suddenly realized in his heart, no wonder his father, who was busy yesterday, took the time to watch him practice swords, his heart couldn't help but think of the hateful old guy over the years, and he was resentful in his heart, if this old guy stood in front of him, he would definitely split him in half with a sword!

This time he will definitely not have the slightest mercy!

Qin Yuxue nodded, "Well, that old guy is now in the Divine Sword Sect! It is said that an arm was broken by his men!"

Ning Hongyuan felt amused, "Hmph! People like him will also have such a day, people who have been taking advantage of others, and finally they were finally brought to this end by others!

Ning Hongyuan thought about it, and the more relieved he was in his heart.

He knew that the source of the contradiction did not lie at all with the bounty assassins, but with this heinous old man with white eyebrows, who were just trying to save their lives in troubled times, and the old man with white eyebrows was only for his personal ambitions.