After Ning Yiwu thought about it, he secretly complained bitterly in his heart, and his eyebrows looked extremely pale.

The words that this Venerable Senior said to him just now were by no means a joke, how did he not know in his heart that this old man was definitely not joking with him, the stone tablet left by the ancestors three thousand years ago, he had also read it clearly, and it clearly informed the descendants that awakened one of the seven ancient swords, the "Divine Sword", there are two ways.

The first way requires an extremely peaceful environment to cast the Excalibur Enchantment, which can only be implemented by Venerables above the Sword Venerable level.

Contrary to the first method, although the second method was simple and easy, the True Yuan Fluctuations of the Awakening Divine Expression Sword were too powerful, so powerful that all beings within a radius of nearly a thousand miles could not withstand the True Yuan pressure brought by it.

Recalling these two "sword summoning methods" in his mind, Ning Yiwu's forehead oozed beads of sweat as big as beans, and he knew very well in his heart what the second way meant.

If, thirty years later, the order of the Heavenly Domain at that time was not unified, and the people of the Heavenly Domain did not obey his orders, and the sect masters of these major forces, people like the patriarchs, were still fighting each other and fighting each other, then even the slightest fluctuation of the True Yuan was revealed because of the war, it would cause these Outer Heavenly Venerables to adopt the second way.

For a while, Ning Yiwu had a lot of thoughts.

The Mysterious Venerable waved his hand, his face was full of indifference, and he no longer had the smile and joy of his talents, indicating that he would never make the slightest concession on this point.

The mysterious venerable is a person who has come over, looking at Ning Yiwu's face with bitterness, how he doesn't know what he is worried about in his heart, and secretly praises his heart in his heart, but also said in his heart: "Whether this sect master of the Divine Sword Sect can spend thirty years to calm the world is not how much time I give him, but his personal will and excellent fighting vision, he must make no mistakes, there is pressure, there will be motivation, and the will determines the future! The old man must put pressure on him!"

The Mysterious Venerable suddenly had another kindness, took a few steps forward, patted Ning Yiwu's shoulder, and comforted: " The reason why we are looking for you to cooperate is that our empress admires you very much, although your martial realm cultivation is not good for martial arts, but you are a wise man with a deep mind, and a very good father, and the empress also allows us to help your Divine Sword Sect when we have the opportunity without hindering our business and personal cultivation, and she feels that your two sons are also very good, and will not drag us back, igniting their true acupoints, so that they can grow faster on the path of martial arts, and I, who have been in contact with you in the past twenty years, know that you should be a person who knows how to empathize。 ”

"Please also speak up. Ning Yiwu was already feeling frightened.

His face was still pale, and his brows were full of melancholy.

The Mysterious Venerable took a few steps forward, his eyes revealing a kind of perseverance beyond the mundane, "If you stand in my perspective, you should know very well that all the beings in your Heavenly Realm World are just a group of ordinary people in our eyes, and our Immortal Palace needs the power of this Divine Sword, otherwise the order of our Immortal Palace will be in chaos, could it be that I use the chaotic times of the ancestral land in exchange for the peace of your Heavenly Domain?"

We are not saints, and naturally we are not evildoers, don't look at me, I have lived for a thousand years, and I am just a vast number of sentient beings running around for the hundreds of millions of people in my ancestral land, I hope you can understand. And I've helped you a lot over the years, it's a deal.

What's more, the Divine Sword Sect is a sharp weapon that my Qin Clan left your Ning Clan to deter the enemies of other Martial Realm planes in order to make an oath back then!

"What the predecessors said, I understand it below. ”

"Let's think about it well, if it is you, give you a choice, choose one of the two, are you willing to save your ancestral land, save the place where you were born and raised, save your people, or save this heavenly domain that does not belong to me in the first place, we have done this enough to be benevolent and righteous, if it is replaced by my other friends to cooperate with you, I am afraid that without saying a word, I will never tell you these conditions, because that is one of the magic weapons of our Qin clan, and the empress arranged for me to come because I am a good gentleman." I don't want to go into details, I'm going to cultivate the martial arts realm, you are so self-cherishing. ”

Ning Yiwu was shocked, a venerable with a thousand-year-old martial realm legend was still so persistent.

In an instant, he had respect for this Martial Realm Venerable again.

After the word cherished was finished, the Mysterious Venerable patted Ning Yiwu's shoulder with kindness for the last time, and then disappeared into the night sky.

He suddenly felt that the matter was not finished, and suddenly fell back, "Although this sentence is nonsense, I still have to say it." ”

It suddenly dawned on him that something needed to be repeated.

"Advice from our ancestors. Ning Yiwu saw that this Venerable suddenly turned back, and couldn't help but be curious in his heart, and thanked him with both hands.

"I sincerely hope that we can achieve sincere cooperation, in order to show her sincerity, the empress has also fostered her daughter with you, this kind of trust, unprecedented, have you ever heard of a sword emperor in order to cooperate with a weak force, such a hostage? This can be regarded as benevolent and righteous!"

"Her Majesty's sincerity, in the next moment, remember, how dare there be the slightest suspicion in my heart?"

"Therefore, I hope that in thirty years, we will become relatives, not enemies, and if you feel in your heart that this sword of expression should be in your possession, tell me earlier, so that I can remind you a few words, lest you make a mistake. The Mysterious Venerable suddenly changed his tone and said so domineeringly.

His words are full of art, but they are also full of warning.

"Keep in mind below. ”

"Well, very good, as long as you understand these etiquettes, I guarantee that this non-cultivator of your Divine Sword Sect, as long as he is not sacrificed in the war, I will survive in this troubled world, and I can assure you that I can also help you get rid of the stubborn disease of your good wife. But I only help you people in the Divine Sword Sect, as for the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, Qingyin Valley, and those sentient beings, I have no obligation. ”

After the last sentence was spoken, the Mysterious Venerable had already stepped on the clouds and left.

Now, there was only one person left in the dense forest, Ning Yiwu with a sluggish expression.

Half a minute later, Ning Yiwu came to his senses, sighed for a while, and began to fulfill the responsibility on his shoulders.

Ning Yiwu, who was filled with grief and anger in his heart, took off into the air, and the direction was a sword practice room somewhere.

If he had the strength, he could have bargained with these Venerables, but in the face of this powerful strength, his strength at this stage was too weak, and he didn't even have the qualifications to bargain.

After thinking about it repeatedly, he knew that these Venerables had actually done enough to be benevolent and righteous, if he were to be himself and become a Sword Venerable-level Venerable, would he still have such careful negotiations with a swordsman?

Maybe not at all.

However, he always felt that he was missing something, was it the backbone?

Ning Yiwu didn't blame the Mysterious Venerable in his heart, but sighed for all sentient beings in his heart, and secretly said bitterly in his heart: "In just thirty years, we must pacify this Heavenly Domain... This... ”

Ning Yiwu no longer sighed, sighing was useless, as the sect master of the Divine Sword Sect, he had to struggle, for a breath, for a dignity, or, for a chance to bargain.

Only by becoming stronger! The other party will give you a chance to bargain!

How can the strong bargain with the weak? Only by being self-reliant, and only by being self-reliant, will others give you the same right to speak.

Ambition is tumbling in his mind, Ning Yiwu is flying at extreme speed in the night sky, and the destination is no longer a hotbed for the two beloved wives, no longer a dinner party specially made by his wife tonight, but a place where he has fulfilled his will in the past thirty years.

In the Sword Sect, in the sword training room, there was a crisp sword sound again and again.

Tonight, it's another sleepless night for this middle-aged man, even if it's the Shangyuan Festival.

The night of the strong, sweating profusely.

And the night of the weak, the night of all living beings, of course, is drunk and dreaming of death.

The Shangyuan Festival of the Divine Sword Sect is indeed a festival for young people, and the Divine Sword Sect has not experienced war for a long time.

Some of the young people who have lived in the era of peace, who have not received the baptism of war, know that the haze of the troubled times has arrived, and they are unwilling to listen to the education of their ancestors, and in such a drunken night, of course, they are immersed in all kinds of midnight revelry.

In this Heavenly Domain, in any force, there will always be a part of the young gentlemen, under the swaddling clothes of their parents, who will not know how to be prepared for danger in times of peace, they will only know how to spend the lower half of their bodies tonight.

Some are drunk, some are drunk, some are drunk.

In every force, half of the young people are like this, they will be drunk and dream of death at every opportunity, and only a small part of the backbone will take on the responsibility of the rise and fall of the world, and will not be swayed by desire.

Because this pillar and backbone are really much more tired than ordinary people, and most human beings are accustomed to comfort, so they can become the strong at the top of the pyramid, as bright as the stars, but very few.

The nightclub at midnight was filled with the aroma of women, and from time to time there was a girl's moaning.

Night, in the eyes of these noble sons, is used for indulgence.

Location, in the Drunken Dream Building of the Divine Sword Sect.

There are all kinds of people here, some are noble sons who come here to enjoy their desires, and some are hard-working people who come here to struggle.

Others, are spies who come here to inquire about intelligence, this kind of people are also divided into all kinds, some are female goblins who have been bought, and some are female assassins who hide murderous intentions, in short, there are mixed here, and it is difficult to explain clearly for a while.

Of course, the hostile forces of the Divine Sword Sect are not stupid, today is the Shangyuan Festival of the Divine Sword Sect, it must be the day when those elders and sons indulge themselves the most, and if they can seize this opportunity to torture some tongues, maybe there will be some unexpected gains.

In addition to arresting these stupid sons and taking out the defense information of the Divine Sword Sect, on the other hand, they can also use this to find out Ning Hongyuan's whereabouts, Ning Hongyuan has now left the Divine Sword Sect, and naturally he has lost the blessing of Ning Yiwu, if he assassinates him at this time, it will definitely be twice the result with half the effort!

The old guy is not easy to accept, so then accept these gentlemen.

How could they, money assassins, miss this opportunity?

Ning Hongyuan, who was the target of the assassination, was standing on a lush mountain at the moment, and there was a gentle wind behind him, wafting the fragrance of night golden flowers.

Looking at this brightly lit city, Ning Hongyuan felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

"Shangyuan Festival, hey, it will be another bloody night, the hostile forces are secretly colluding with the elders who are preparing to rebel, and they are going around to find out about me and assassinate me, hey, it's really not easy to live!"

In troubled times, it has always been a paradise for assassins, how could Ning Hongyuan not know this? And his identity is too special, and he is often the target of assassination.

Ning Hongyuan started cultivating martial arts at the age of ten, and now fifteen years have passed, and he has experienced half a hundred assassinations, several times his life is hanging by a thread, and several times he has turned the corner.

Ning Hongyuan simply didn't recall so much, looking up at the starry sky, bright as jade, life is like this, life is full of all kinds of life and death challenges, fate is so ruthless, of course he is no exception.

Today is the annual Shangyuan Festival, and it is actually the Valentine's Day within their Divine Sword Sect forces.

"Shangyuan Festival, Shangyuan Festival!"

Unreservedly, at this moment, Ning Hongyuan wants to spend a good time with Yu'er, make a sumptuous Manchu and Han banquet for her, and then fall in love to the depths and share the honeymoon time.