The gimbal thing is over.

Although there were still countless doubts in his heart, Ning Baifeng still took Lang Ping and the others back to the mountain.

And the other four winners, except for Abbot Jiang, the other three informed their respective division commanders that Edgeworth went to the Sword Pavilion.

With the return of Lang Ping and the others, the matter of Yuntai's sword discussion also spread instantly, and Ning Baifeng's defeat of Pei Qianshan in one fell swoop made the disciples of Jianchi even more excited.

Ning Baifeng couldn't stand those eyes, and left as if he was running away.

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In the small courtyard of Qingzhupo.

Ning Baifeng looked at the sword pond outside the courtyard, and the sword finger in his left hand moved slightly.

A sword light rushed up from the pool and swept to Ning Baifeng's fingertips and hovered still.

On the long and narrow body of the sword, starting from the tip of the sword, there are several cracks distributed.

Looking at this sword, Ning Baifeng finally couldn't suppress his trembling, sat down on the stone bench, reached into the mustard seed bag with his left hand, grabbed out a few pebbles, and at the same time ripped off the wine jug on his waist, raised his head and drank it bitterly.

This move does not care about pain and abstaining from alcohol.

This flying sword, strictly speaking, is not Ning Baifeng's natal object. Therefore, the flying sword was damaged, and Ning Baifeng was not injured, but for the wine worm in the sea of qi, it was definitely a heavy blow.

When he was still on the gimbal, Ning Baifeng forcibly suppressed the restlessness of the wine insects, and even did not hesitate to use his nearly depleted sword yuan to feed the wine insects, and cut off his own association with the wine insects, so that he was barely affected by the wine insects.

At this time, the sword element was cut off, and the wine worm immediately attacked, and while ferociously absorbing the sword element, a strong desire for alcohol rose.

Ning Baifeng made this move.

He tilted his head and poured the wine in the pot into his stomach with a bang, but after drinking nearly half of the incense, his abdomen not only did not bulge at all, but he did not even have the drunkenness in his eyes.

If the line of sight could penetrate his body, he would find that in Ning Baifeng's sea of qi, all the wine and the aura in the pebbles were all absorbed by the white silkworm-like wine worms, and no trickle was left.

After a long time, Ning Baifeng put down the wine jug.

It's not that the wine worm has drunk enough, it's that the jug is out of wine.

A few pebbles in the palm of his left hand have gradually lost their luster.

After half of the incense, the stone shattered into powder and fell to the ground between his fingers.

Ning Baifeng sat on the stone bench, closed his eyes, and sank into his body, cruising the Qihai Heart Lake.

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The entire Huiyuan Mountain was enveloped in a warm atmosphere.

This kind of discussion and echo in the mountains, and the topic is always inseparable from Yuntai's sword discussion and proclamation to the sky.

The last earth-shattering battle amazed and fascinated the disciples who had no chance to watch, and the two people who fought attracted heated discussions.

There is worship of Ning Baifeng, and there are also whispers about his murder.

There is regret for Pei Qianshan, and there is also disdain for his defeat.

Another hot topic of discussion is the Pavilion Master's Confession to the Heavens.

Up to now, the mountains have not reacted, and their own sect is already a sword sect recognized by heaven and earth.

It's like a dream.

However, this sense of fantasy was soon smashed into the hearts of everyone by a stone tablet.

The first place where all the disciples who worship in Huiyuan Mountain take the sword boat into the mountain is the stone flat above the grass hall on Qingzhupo.

Now on this stone lawn, a tall sword tablet fell from the Sword Pavilion, with two ancient characters engraved on it, which was magnificent.

Sword Sect.

The disciples gathered in front of the monument, looking at these two words, gave birth to incomparable pride in their hearts.

I believe that the disciples who worship the mountain gate in the future will also be honored when they see these two characters.

The fall of this stone tablet made the disciples of Yamanouchi proud.

And the erection of another stone tablet made all the disciples yearn for it.

At the same time as the stone tablet of the Sword Sect fell, there was a stone platform in front of the Sword Pavilion, and there was also a stone tablet.

The head of the stele is engraved with the word "Zhengrong", and there is a blank space under it.

There is also a text engraved on the back of the monument.

All the disciples of the Sword Sect, after condensing the sword gall, can go upstairs to receive it

Realize the supreme sword intent, the higher the climber, the higher the name on the stele.

Many disciples who could resist the sword flew up to the stone platform and found that several names had appeared on the stone tablet.

Huan Jun.

Minami Akino.

Qi Yu, Yue Hanyi.

The following three names, many people are not surprised, and what is surprising is that Huanjun's name is actually on it.

He's not dead?!

Looking at this name, many disciples, including those who had come to watch the ceremony and had not yet left, were all surprised.

When the pavilion master walked out of the Sword Pavilion, everyone thought that Huan Jun, who asked the Sword Pavilion Lord, would definitely die, but they didn't expect that not only did he not die, but also appeared on the Zhengrong Monument, and he was extremely forward, only a palm away from the word "Zhengrong" at the head of the monument.

According to the order on the stele and the blank space, everyone judged that Huan Jun should be on the eighth floor.

The next three people are far apart.

Judging that the latter two should be on the first floor, and Minami Akino was clearly on the second floor before the two.

Many people secretly smacked their tongues, in less than a day, they have already climbed the second floor, how high will they climb in the back?

Looking at the names of these three people, some of the disciples who had entered the first floor of the Sword Pavilion and even climbed the second floor were secretly surprised, why did Yue Hanyi, who had already climbed the fourth floor, climb again, and still fall behind Nan Qiuye, what is the reason?

Some disciples looked at the Sword Pavilion and thought about it, lowered their heads and pondered for a moment, and the Imperial Sword flew towards the Sword Pavilion above.

If there is one, there will be two, and many people will follow suit.

In a short time, there were more than ten more names under the monument.

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Ning Baifeng opened his eyes and let out a breath of turbidity.

After a quick swim in the sea of qi, he finally had a more detailed understanding of the situation in his body.

In a battle with Pei Qianshan with all his might, the sword yuan in his body was exhausted, and if he wanted to continue accumulating, it was estimated that he would have to go to the sword pool to sit for a while.

The wine worm lying on the sword gall was a little miserable, and there were several wounds on the body, which was shocking.

This kind of rare spirit spirit and other small things, after the injury, there is no blood outflow, the wound is covered with a layer of vitality, and it is recovering very slowly, and at the same time, it constantly conveys to the host that it is addicted to alcohol.

It is expected that for a long time to come, he will keep drinking from his mouth.

Ning Baifeng shook the wine jug helplessly, and it was empty.

He smiled bitterly, thinking that Zhen Yuefeng was in charge of the sundries in the mountain, but he didn't know if there was such a thing as wine.

Thinking of this, he turned his head to look northwest.

Today's Zhenyue Peak has been taken over by Jiang Feng, and I don't know what will happen in the future.

Especially now that this group of Zhenyue Peak disciples headed by Abbot Jiang are practicing the Heavenly Dao Sword Momentum, and the situation in the mountain should be a little uncomfortable.

His gaze moved from the northwest to the sky, through the scattered stone platforms, and finally landed on the Sword Pavilion.

Today's Sword Pavilion is no longer so far away.

The skylight fell on the glazed tiles of the nine-story pavilion, bursting out with brilliant light, and the brightest part of these lights was the purple sword light on the top of the Sword Pavilion.

The Cloud Character Imperial Sword was placed on the top of the pavilion, and it was not disconnected from Ning Baifeng, on the contrary, he could even faintly feel the intention of refining.

From the moment he got this sword, Ning Baifeng knew that if this sword wanted to be completely refined, the time and vitality needed were an extremely long and terrifying thing.

The only time the jump occurred was when the purple qi in the purple bamboo forest entered the body.

Since then, even though the refining speed has accelerated slightly, to this day, it is still only a rough refining, and there is still a gap between it and the middle refining.

As for the feeling that it was like completing the middle refining at the beginning, it was actually just an illusion, an illusion of short-sightedness.

The reason why there is such an understanding is that in the process of refining the String Moon Pendant, if it were not for the assistance of the entire sword pool, it would be wishful thinking to refine the String Moon Pendant by yourself.

It can be seen that if he wants to truly refine the Yunzi Jade Sword, with his own sword yuan, it is estimated that he will have to wait until he is an Upper Realm Heavenly Immortal, and may even be a half-step supreme like Huanjun.

Thinking of this, Ning Baifeng suddenly felt a sense of frustration for no reason.

It's just that when he saw the Yunzi Jade Sword hanging on the Sword Pavilion, he was immediately relieved, and with the help of the Sword Pavilion in refining, it should be a lot easier.

It's just that this leads to the questions that plague his mind.

Why did the Pavilion Master use his sword to claim the Sect to the Heavens, and why was his own Natal Sword being refined by the entire Sword Pavilion?

What did Su Lao do when he left to come to Dingjian Pavilion? Pavilion Master Xiang Tianzong was obviously not improvised, and even these things in the mountain, he was very likely to see them in his eyes, what was he thinking about?

There were so many questions that he didn't dare to think about it, and the only way was to go to the Sword Pavilion to find him as the pavilion master said, and then ask him in person.

Retracting his gaze from the Sword Pavilion and sweeping over the tall sword monument on the cloud platform that was surrounded by many disciples, he didn't think much about it, but just exhaled again.

After the matter was over, Ning Baifeng had begun to get used to reviewing what had happened before.

This is no exception.

Sitting in the courtyard, he forced down the urge to drink, and his fingers tapped lightly on the stone table.

Since Shangdu came back, he has not calmed down to think about what happened around him.

After going out of the mountain and running to the cold city to understand the situation, he ran non-stop to the capital, and before he really took a breath, he fought with the ruling elder, and then confronted the cat demon, although he rested for two days, but he didn't think about it at that time, just to rescue Yuantai and was always ready.

Later, the palace picked up the Yongzhen Mountains and Rivers Monument on one shoulder, and even provoked the luck of Yan Guo with his own qi, and the consumption was not small. Although I sat on the stele for the night, it was a drop in the bucket.

Later, he returned with Jiang Feng, and there was another battle with the cat demon in the mountains and forests.

After returning to the mountain, he immediately threw himself into the sword intent attack, and at the same time focused on refining the String Moon Pendant.

After this series of events, Ning Baifeng almost had no spare time.

The middle refining of the moon pendant is a happy thing, but then the Yuntai sword.

In this battle with Pei Qianshan, the wine worm's natal sword was shattered first, this was just a helpless response, and the most desperate thing was the earth-shattering sword at the end.

In order to deal with Pei Qianshan's human sword unity, he had to consume a large number of sword yuan and defend many swords, so as to fight against Pei Qianshan's human sword unity.

Controlling the group of swords is the signature attack of the Ten Thousand Swords Stone Forest, Ning Baifeng does not know the Heavenly Dao sword momentum, so he will not use the sword momentum to resist the sword, he can only use the sword with the intention, and then supplement it with qi, which can achieve an order, and hundreds of swords will attack with it.

At the end of the battle, the bridge in his hand was directly smashed into pieces.

It was at that moment that he and Pei Qianshan had entered the battle of sword intent and divine soul, whoever could hold on to the end would win!

This means that whoever loses will die.

The result was not beyond the accident, Ning Baifeng relied on the will of the divine soul that had been refined by Su Lao, and the sword momentum sword intent that seized the mountain river, and wiped out Pei Qianshan's divine soul with one finger.

In this battle, Ning Baifeng won without the slightest luck.

It's all about the sins and sufferings that have been endured over the years, in exchange for the final victory blow.

Without any of them, it's hard for him to win.

After the review of the matter, the next step is naturally to take stock of the gains and losses.

Yuantai's safety and sound can be regarded as achieving the goal, and the only thing that is a little inexplicable is that it is linked to the luck of Yan Guo.

Chen Songfeng was involved in this matter, and now that he has come here to watch the ceremony, he has taken the initiative to release his goodwill, and he can take the time to ask.

Although the damage to the bridge rain is regrettable, it is also helpless, and it is regrettable that the damage to the wine worm's natal sword is not only to spend a lot of fairy money to repair, but also to take a lot of time, which is a troublesome matter.

From loss to gain, what he gained the most was the comprehension of the sword intent attack, and the middle refinement of the String Moon Fall.

This is the most gratifying thing for him among the many bad things.

After all, it's not just about making some loss-making deals.

At this point, all the reviews were over, Ning Baifeng exhaled a breath of turbidity again, got up and prepared to go to Zhenyue Feng's miscellaneous office to have a look.

The drunken habit of the wine worm is really difficult to suppress.

Just as he was about to go out, a visitor came to the courtyard that surprised him.