Compared with two months ago, Ning Baifeng at this time did not feel the slightest discomfort when he heard this senior brother again.

He looked at these sword pool disciples, held Su Wen, and solemnly saluted the sword.

"Everyone, the way of the sword is supreme, and I encourage you!"

With Ning Baifeng's words, the Sword Pool disciples saluted again and said in unison.

"Encourage you!"

Ning Baifeng nodded with a smile, then looked at Lang Ping, as well as a few people behind him, and said softly: "I'm going to go on a long trip, and it is estimated that I won't come back in a short time after the sword fight, so you should practice hard." ”

Hearing this, several people were stunned.

Liu Sheng was the first to react, "Senior brother, where are you going to travel?"

Ning Baifeng smiled, "Leave the continent, go back to your hometown to have a look, and then do something." ”

Ruan Manman smiled: "Senior brother, why don't I accompany you." ”

Lang Ping frowned and drank, "Nonsense!"

Ning Baifeng shook his head lightly, and then looked at Lang Ping, "I will have to work hard for you in the future." ”

While speaking, Ning Baifeng took out a large wine jar, which contained the spirit stones and demon pills given by Zhou Tian.

Coming all the way from the bamboo forest, Ning Baifeng thought about something, these demon pills and spirit stones, although they also needed them, they were not necessary.

On the contrary, these disciples on the sword pond needed these things more at some critical moments, so he decided to take out half of them and let Lang Ping distribute them.

After getting along for the past two years, although Ning Baifeng does not say that he has completely seen through Lang Ping, Lang Ping has always been a person, just like his name.

Cheerful and fair, steady and steady.

With such a mentality, he is more like a senior brother than Ning Baifeng.

Therefore, if these things are given to him, they should be put to good use.

Lang Ping looked at the wine jar and thought to himself, could it be that the senior brother wanted to drink Zhuangxing wine?

However, when he took over the wine jar and saw that it was full of demon pills and spirit stones, the whole person was stunned.

Seeing Lang Ping's reaction, several other people also came over, and then froze as well.

Lang Ping was the first to react, choking up and said, "Senior brother, this"

Ning Baifeng smiled calmly: "I believe in you!"

Lang Ping took a deep breath and nodded heavily.

"I will live up to my brother's trust!"

He knew the meaning of this altar demon pill and spirit stone, and naturally he understood its value and the weight of this heart.

Ning Baifeng smiled and nodded, "Then I'll go, there will be a period later!"

After speaking, he walked down the stone platform, stepped on the pond water, and walked to the green bamboo forest step by step.

Until he walked far away, exclamations kept sounding on the sword pool.

Many Sword Pool disciples shouted from the bottom of their hearts as they looked at the white-clothed figure walking into the distance.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother!"

The sound was neat and resounding through the mountains.

Ning Baifeng, who was walking in the green bamboo forest, heard the voice, smiled lightly, and did not look back.

The thatched hall under the sword monument is already the meeting place of the sword protection disciples.

When Ning Baifeng walked here, two disciples happened to come out.

Suddenly seeing Ning Baifeng, the two sword guards were stunned for a moment, and then reacted and saluted.

Ning Baifeng asked Yu Hangke with a smile.

One of the disciples said that Yu Hang went to the periphery of Qinglian Peak to check the formation base.

Ning Baifeng thought about it and asked him to help call Yu Hang back, and he waited for him in front of the sword tablet.

The two of them immediately took their edges and left.

Ning Baifeng followed the path and walked to the stone tablet engraved with the word "Sword Sect".

Since this sword tablet was erected, it was the first time he had seen it.

The word "Sword Sect" on the stone is majestic, and the majestic sword intent is about to burst out.

People who are not high in cultivation are easy to be taken care of.

Looking up, a huge stone sword stood on the sword tablet, unpretentious.

But Ning Baifeng knew that this seemingly somewhat damaged sword and several swords on the other peaks could form a huge sword formation, and its power was estimated to be stronger than the Cold Mist Great Array.

While pondering, Yu Hang's voice sounded from behind.

"Senior brother, what are you looking for me?"

For the person in front of him, Yu Hang's feelings were a little complicated.

Both admiration and shame.

After all, the first meeting between the two was not pleasant.

Ning Baifeng turned to look at him, took out another wine jar, and handed it over, "We haven't known each other for a long time, but since we are both disciples of the same sect, we shouldn't be suspicious of each other, not to mention that you are excellent disciples selected from each peak, maintain the entire sect, and in the future, you will protect the name of the Sword Sect." These are some of my thoughts, and I hope you can make good use of them. ”

For Yu Hang, Ning Baifeng's perception is not bad, and it is even a little good.

After all, in order to seek the truth, he did not care about his own safety.

Such an upright temperament is worth believing.

Yu Hang took the wine jar, and his expression after that was the same as Lang Ping.

Ning Baifeng walked past him, patted him on the shoulder, and inexplicably remembered Jiang Feng's words, "Do a good job!"

When Lang Ping reacted, he only saw a white robe, and Edgeworth went to the Sword Pavilion.

Compared with the past, there are many fewer onlookers in front of the monument.

After all, the sword battle is imminent, even if many disciples do not participate, but everyone knows in their hearts that this sword battle is just the beginning, and in the years to come, the battle with the south will not stop.

The sword fight will not subside until one side is truly gone.

Therefore, many people also return to the peak to practice.

Occasionally, a few people are looking at the monument.

However, when they saw Ning Baifeng Imperial Sword going to the Sword Pavilion, they were inexplicably a little excited.

Is he going to storm eight floors?

Ning Baifeng stood in front of the Sword Pavilion and looked up.

The Sword Pavilion is still majestic, and the sword light on the top is still bright.

He said softly: "I'm going out of the mountain, and it is estimated that it will be a long time before I come back." ”

The voice was not loud, as if he was talking to himself, but Ning Baifeng knew that the pavilion master could hear it.

A laughing voice sounded in his ears, "It's amazing, the head disciple of the Sword Sect actually wants to lead the formation to escape?"

Ning Baifeng knew that he was talking about sword fighting, and this was the reason why he came here, but when he heard the pavilion master's ridicule, he couldn't help but say angrily: "Why don't you arrest me and beat me?"

The pavilion master smiled: "Good idea!"

Before the words fell, a sword light fell from the top of the pavilion.

Ning Baifeng instantly drew his sword out of its sheath and slashed towards that sword light.

Moment.

The sword light and the long sword slashed.

Then the sword light dissipated, and the sword returned to its sheath.

It seemed to be just a simple blow, but Ning Baifeng's body trembled, and his face turned slightly pale.

The pavilion master's admiring voice came, "Not bad, yes, don't worry about you dying outside." ”

Ning Baifeng's luck adjusted and calmed the sea of qi.

The sword light of the pavilion master just now seemed simple, but it was actually an extreme condensation of the three of the momentum, and the power was no less than that of Pei Qianshan's human sword at the beginning, and even surpassed it.

The sword that Ning Baifeng took out was also going all out.

If it weren't for the previous Sword Pavilion enlightenment and two months of meditation and realization, even if he took this sword, he would have to lie in bed for half a month.

The pavilion master continued: "Actually, because you should have refined this sword first, it is estimated that it will be much better. ”

Ning Baifeng let out a sigh, "I've tried, but Jian Yuan can't be refined." ”

The pavilion master smiled: "Sword Yuan refining, that is the method that has been developed in the past two thousand years, like this ancient sword, naturally you can only use the oldest method. ”

Ning Baifeng was surprised: "What method?"

What was the old way? He really didn't know.

"Confess the Lord with a drop of blood. ”

The pavilion master's laughter came with the wind.

Ning Baifeng was stunned, "That's it?!"

He really didn't expect that a treasure of such a high grade would be just such a simple refining method.

Just in the literal sense, only blood is needed, and even more simple than the way of blood refining, so wouldn't an ordinary person be able to possess this kind of treasure?

Ning Baifeng rashly had this idea and smacked his tongue secretly.

The Pavilion Master replied, "That's it!"

Then he added, "Drip blood on the name of the scabbard." ”

Ning Baifeng held the sword in his left hand in front of him.

A wisp of sword qi swept out of his fingertips, cutting his index finger open a bloody hole, and then dripping the blood onto the word "Su Wen".

As the blood beads fell on it, the word Su Wen was filled with blood in the blink of an eye, and then the entire long sword shook, and the blue light bloomed.

Ning Baifeng's eyes were pierced by this light, and he unconsciously closed them, and when he opened his eyes again, the green bamboo cane in his hand had disappeared.

He was immediately startled and looked at his arm, but suddenly found that in addition to the white python dragon robe he was wearing, he was wearing a green robe.

Ning Baifeng immediately looked around at himself.

Wearing a green robe, wearing a hat, and carrying a simple bamboo sheath sword around his waist.

Such an image, if you walk on the secular street on a rainy night, there is no doubt that you are a down-and-out swordsman.

Ning Baifeng was greatly surprised, because of the set on his body, this green robe alone was an extremely high-grade magic robe, and the bamboo hat was also a defensive magic weapon.

Although the sword was not drawn, he knew that it must still be the same sword.

This Suwen sword is actually equipped with a protective magic weapon!

The pavilion master's voice came again, "Many of the methods of the older generation have been lost, and there are not many who are still alive now, this thing can increase your chances of saving your life." ”

Ning Baifeng looked at it carefully again, and suddenly his heart moved.

The magic weapon on his body disappeared immediately, and on the side of the wine pot on his waist, there was a Su Wen in the style of a green bamboo cane, which was inconspicuous and unusually quiet.

When I first got this sword, I was like an unruly wild horse.

Now, however, the mind can use it at will.

The changes are staggering.

Ning Baifeng held the hilt of the sword in his left hand, feeling the obedience under the quiet, but as long as he wanted to, the power of this sword could be revealed in an instant.

With this gift, Ning Baifeng solemnly clenched his fists and saluted to the Sword Pavilion.

Then he raised his head, looked at the highest place of the Sword Pavilion, and asked calmly, "Where is the sword battle going on?"

He was leaving the mountain only because he still had something to do, not really running away.

When the matter is dealt with, they will still rush over and participate in the sword fight.

When I came to the Sword Pavilion, the purpose was not only to say goodbye, but also to ask about the specific location of the sword battle.

Since the sword battle was set by the pavilion master, naturally only he knew best.

The pavilion master smiled: "Dongyang Lake, Weishan." ”

Ning Baifeng nodded.

He knew this place, heard it from several people, and saw it in the Kunzhou catalog.

Dongyang Lake, the largest inland lake in the central part of Kunzhou, is where the Tianxu River has several forks and then flows to the sea.

There are many immortal sects here, and there is constant chaos, thanks to the coordination of Weishan Academy.

The reason for this is nothing more than the various natural treasures of Dongyang Lake, as well as the cultivation resources.

Ning Baifeng recalled the record in the book and said, "Then I'll go, I hope you will still be there when I come back next time." ”

When he said this, he was not cursing the Pavilion Master to die, but with the realm of the Pavilion Master, coupled with the current luck of the Sword Sect, he could step out of the world at any time.

Hearty laughter wafted from the wind, "Don't worry, I'll wait for you to come back." ”

Ning Baifeng nodded, turned around and looked around the mountains, his gaze lingering on Zhenyue Peak for a few more moments.

"Don't you go to say goodbye?"

This is the voice of the Pavilion Master.

Ning Baifeng shook his head and said, "There is still a chance." ”

With that, a sword light flew out of his sleeve.

Ning Baifeng jumped and jumped off the Sword Pavilion Stone Island, and the sword light appeared at his feet, crossing the sea of clouds and heading out of the mountain.

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