Lin Zhi and Lan Qingqing were picked up by the people in their respective houses after they went ashore, Ning Shu lived in a rather luxurious inn under Yuan Youtao's arrangement, which is said to be the property of the Yuan family, Yuan Gongzi didn't know where he went after arranging for Ning Shu to stay, but said that he would come to him in three days, and then enter Jialan Mountain together.

There are still three days left before the opening of the Luyang moon viewing.

As for the fact that the prince of the Wang family shed tears on the Qinhuai River that night, it did not spread, after all, there were only two boats on the river at that time, and the other party was the young master of the dignified Jinling Wang family, Yuan Youtao was not stupid enough to do the thing of taking advantage of the other party and sprinkling salt on the other party's wounds.

Wang Fu didn't pursue it too much when he got the map, and he couldn't pursue it, so he had to swallow his anger and keep comforting himself that the value of two million taels of silver was not comparable with the value of Luyang Guanyue.

Like every day in the past years, in these three days, Ning Shu opened his eyes at six o'clock in the morning, turned over and got out of bed, sat cross-legged and meditated for half an hour after washing, and after the clear light of his eyebrows was pure and condensed, he washed the fifty-string sword body with clear light, going back and forth seventy-seven and forty-nine times, taking the only Dharma intention and only doing the action of holding the sword and chopping.

The previous method of washing the sword body with clear eyebrows was the method of raising the sword and channeling spirits in the "Sword Sutra", but the later slashing was the move of Ning Shu to swing the sword to the sky on the night of the broken bridge enlightenment.

It's called Broken Bridge.

"The Book of Words" is a method that has not been passed down since the chaotic period, including two articles of sword raising and sword, not like those that have been passed down for thousands of years in the cultivation sect as a secret book, on the contrary, the "Book of Sword" is very extensive, for the world's sword cultivation to lay the foundation of the law, many sword sects most of them have more or less borrowed from the mysteries.

But the more people learn, the quality will show an uneven trend, and there are even fewer people who concentrate on a sword.

The innate spells of the cultivators have continued to this day and have become more and more complicated than those of the chaotic period, and the innate spells of the great supernatural powers in the chaotic period calling for wind and rain, swallowing clouds and spitting fog, and waving their hands to pick the sun and moon are almost inaudible in the world today, and the spells have been passed down from generation to generation, from the original focus on the profound aura of the law to the subtlety of the moves.

The impact on sword cultivation is even more obvious.

In ancient times, sword cultivation was equipped with a long sword on the waist or back, holding a sword or a sword to kill the enemy, but today's sword cultivation is to condense the law image with the law and turn the law image into a sword body for attack, just like Song Qiuyu's sword body condensed with Xuanjin and Xuantu law.

The advantage of this is that the sword body can be changed virtually and realistically, and even if it is scattered, it will only hurt the cultivator's magic intent, and after recovery, it can be condensed again, which reduces the consumption and increases the sensitivity of the attack compared to injecting the magic intent into the physical sword. If the physical sword is damaged, it will only hurt the cultivator's soul and body.

Therefore, in this world, the physical sword is more used by ordinary soldiers to kill enemies or Taoist priests to draw talismans to exorcise ghosts.

This is not known to Ning Shu, who has been practicing for more than a month.

Before he knew it, he had already embarked on the path of ancient sword cultivation.

When all the daily cultivation was over, Ning Shu took out the long sword that Yuan Youtao had given him and picked it up by the Qinhuai River, carefully rubbed the sword body with his hand, and tried to feel it with the meaning of the law.

Sure enough, it's ordinary.

After thinking about it, he looked at the bronze mirror on the table in front of him and slashed it lightly with his sword, and a cold light swept by, without the slightest obstacle, as if it slashed through the air, and the bronze mirror standing on the table did not move at all.

He put away his sword, frowned, and then patted the table lightly, only to see that the mirror was separated into two pieces in response, and the fracture was smooth and natural.

So sharp.

But in addition to being sharp, this sword is still too ordinary, even if it is used for a town house, it is not beautiful.

The three-foot-two sword body has a half-finger-wide sword body, the handle is carved into the cloud pattern of an ordinary sword body, and the scabbard is decorated with a sword that can be pinned to the waist.

What an ordinary sword.

Ning Shu praised.

Now it's not in the city of peace, nor in the Tushi Palace, walking in the world where all races coexist, life and death are unpredictable, so you can save a lot of trouble, you can not only practice the sword technique, but also hide the fifty strings, plus the breath-holding and concealment method that you have learned by sitting in the mountains for seven days, it is also an extra disguise.

It's like the butterfly I saw in the mountains when I was a child, and it looked like a dead leaf.

After the morning practice, Ning Shu went downstairs, and there were breakfast, pot stickers, wontons, lo mein, xiao long bao, duck blood vermicelli and the like provided by the inn in the front hall for guests to choose from.

While chewing the bun in his hand, he was thinking about what Yuan Youtao said about watching the moon in Luyang.

Since the disappearance of the heavenly court, the moon is cloudy and sunny, and the fifteenth day of each month is when the moon is in full bloom, and the power of the moon and stars is so strong that it can affect the ground, and Jinling City of Luyang Road is the closest place to the power of the moon.

The most important thing is that there are some other things that come with the power of the moon, in the past historical records, pills, Dharma meaning are the most common, and the rare ones are fragments of weapons, broken scriptures, etc., which are for the immortal fate.

This fairy fate has appeared particularly frequently in recent years, from once in the past hundred years to the current ten years, there will be five years, this year is only three years away from the last time, and the location has also changed, in the past it was by the Qinhuai River, but this year it is on the Jialan Mountain outside the city.

This is the second time in recorded history.

The changes of the moon have existed since the birth of heaven and earth, and the immortal fate only appeared after the disappearance of the heavenly court, and no one can tell the connection.

Because Luyang Dao is located in the hinterland of the Divine Dynasty, the first few immortal fate movements were not big, all of them were obtained by the human race, and later spread farther and farther, the demon clan and even the immortal Dao people in Kunlun Mountain were naturally greedy, not to mention that they were originally extremely dissatisfied with the land occupied by the human race of the Divine Dynasty so large and so rich in resources.

To this end, the parties made several representations with the Divine Dynasty.

Although the Divine Dynasty is strong, it can't bear the whispers of various forces in their ears every day, so they reluctantly agree to allow them to participate, but at the same time, they have also set several rules, the most important of which is to rely on chance, as for what kind of chance method, only those who have participated know it.

Since the Luyang Moon Viewing was only a little more than a month away from the start of school in Taifu, the prince of the demon clan who originally went to Taifu also came to Jinling City in advance.

And it's not just the demon race.

Yuan Youtao jokingly said a very serious sentence at that time.

Legend has it that before the world changed, there were ten thousand races in the world, but if it is divided in a general way, there are actually only six races, namely the fairy race, the god race, the human race, the demon race, the ghost race, and the demon race.

Among them, the human race established the god dynasty in Buzhou Mountain, the demon clan built the demon palace in Wuliang Mountain, and the immortal clan established the fairy palace in Kunlun.

It is said that there was no distinction between the immortal clan and the god race, the fairy race is a part of the people who have achieved the Tao and separated from the mortals in the Kunlun Mountains after claiming to be the fairy race, tracing back to the origin is actually still a human race, and the god race was originally born with the heaven and earth with the congenital creatures of the general name, and later the heavenly court was established, and the people of the immortal road were accepted into the heavenly court, and later the people of the heavenly court were called the divine race.

And the ghost clan is the most mysterious, legend has it that all living beings enter the underworld after death, cross the Yellow Spring, reach the other side, and enter the reincarnation, among which there are souls that do not disperse for various reasons, and legend has that such a life is called a ghost.

If it's not just the demon clan who comes this time, then there should be someone in the Kunlun Mountains as well.

In Yuan Youtao's words, anyway, it depends on chance, in case it falls on my head, right, anyway, I think I've always had good luck.

Ning Shu thought the same way.

He didn't think that he could compete for the immortal fate with the prince of the demon clan and the descendants of Kunlun who had just practiced for less than two months, but if it really fell on his head, who would dislike the immortal fate in his hand?

Moreover, the human race has gained the most in the historical competition for immortal fate.

It was early spring when I left Ping'an City, and then I stayed on Mr. Song's ship for more than ten days, and lived in Tushi Palace for a month and a half, counting the days, there was still a month before the Taifu assessment in June.

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Three days later, Young Master Yuan arrived as scheduled.

Yuan Youtao also wore a wide robe, but no matter how wide the robe was, Yuan Gongzi kept pulling his clothes with his hands, and kept complaining that the shop specializing in the production of clothes in the Yuan Mansion did not keep pace with the times, and he grew up and grew strong because of puberty.

"This is not to hide my identity, then the auction will also sit in the box to protect the privacy of the guests, in case the fairy fate falls on my head, I can't let the world know that the young master of the Yuan family took away the fairy fate, and the young master of the Yuan family is just a little monk in the middle of sleep. ”

Yuan Youtao looked at Ning Shu, whose face was full of surprise, and explained.

In fact, Ning Shu had never seen such a fat Taoist priest, as if he had privately swallowed all the tributes and incense money in the temple.

At dinner in the evening, Yuan Youtao took Ning Shu to eat at his own restaurant and then set off.

The two did not go out of the city directly to Jialan Mountain, but went to the west of the city first, and Yuan Youtao said that he would bring another person.

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There is an old tree in the west of the city.

There is a fortune teller who sets up a stall under the hundred-year-old tree, and it stands to reason that Xicheng, where there is such a large flow of people, should be a good time to set up a stall and shout, but the fortune teller has dust on his face, and he is asleep under the tree.

A tidal crowd passed under the trees, but no one approached him, and the fortune teller was surrounded by a vacuum, blocking the sight of the crowd and forming a world of its own.

This picture looks very strange in the West City, and a vacuum appears in the dark, crowded streets without being noticed.

This Taoist priest is not simple.

I saw the fortune teller sniff his nose, as if he smelled something, and it seemed like an ordinary nose itched, he waved his hand casually, yawned, turned over and sat up, rubbed his eyes and stretched again.

After a while, a middle-aged noblewoman walked into the vacuum area that originally radiated around the fortune teller under the ancient tree.