Zhi Jian had a good impression of the ruthless "Hongxuan Kaiyang Sword" in front of him, and the reason why he didn't make a move in person was that he wanted to hide his whereabouts, and second, he wanted to leave a living hole for Ning Yuan.

Ning Yuan's current situation had taken a turn for the worse, and now that Zhi Jian had set foot in the Qingxuan Realm, it was almost impossible to escape from him.

It's come to this, it's useless to be afraid!

Ning Yuan simply threw away the Yunhu Sword in his hand that had just come out of the sheath and drank blood, picked a table that was still in good condition, sat down on the chair with a big grin, and said with a smile: "Drunken Xiaolou is full of blood today, it is rare that the sword brother can still have such Yaxing!

Nine masters of the rivers and lakes ambushed Ning Yuan in the drunken sky, except for Wei Qianling, who had been trembling since the sword appeared, the remaining eight all became corpses that fell to the ground, and their own ways of death were miserable, especially Lao Cai's head, who was cut open by Wei Qianling with a mandarin duck, his face was purple at this time, and his face was hideous and terrifying.

In the eyes of the world, the master of the sword must be on the top of Kunlun Mountain covered by clouds and fog, or the pavilions and pavilions of small bridges and flowing water. Mr. Cangming Sword God Zhijian and Kaiyang Jianning Zhenren, one of the "Hongxuan Seven Swords", are both masters of the famous rivers and lakes, but the two of them are now drinking and discussing swords in this drunken tower full of dead bodies, if it is spread to the rivers and lakes, I don't know how many people will believe it.

Zhi Jian didn't care at all, his thin and rugged left hand gently held up the heavy wine jar of more than 100 catties, chic and free, and poured a full cup of "Bamboo Leaf Green" for himself and Ning Yuan.

Zhuyeqing takes rice wine as the base, and uses more than ten kinds of traditional Chinese medicine such as bamboo leaves, tangerine peel, and wood fragrance as auxiliary materials.

After sitting down opposite Ning Yuan, Zhi Jian spoke: "There is still a sword that breaks through the drunken sky, and there is no word in front of the bamboo leaf drunk bottle." I haven't seen him for more than ten years, and I can't imagine that Brother Ning's swordsmanship has improved so far. There is a 'sword wiping building' in the Cangming Palace, which has more than 1,800 books of sword law books in the building, and 23 famous swords in the world. Although Hongxuanzong is noisy, the kendo collection is not as good as my Cangming Palace. If Brother Ning is interested, he can go upstairs to wipe the sword, and with Brother Ning's kendo attainments, he will climb the stairs for half a year, and he will enter the realm of a product from the dust!"

Ning Yuan was slightly stunned after hearing this, the good things that fell from the sky were basically all scams with ulterior motives, and he naturally would not be stupid enough to smile.

The "Sword Wipe Tower" built by Zhijian with more than ten years of painstaking efforts is the dream of countless swordsmen in the hearts of countless swordsmen, why would he let an outsider sit and enjoy his success?

Cangming Palace has always had the habit of using panacea and magic weapon cheats to recruit masters of the rivers and lakes, could it be that Zhijian wants to use this "sword wiping building" as bait, so that he can switch to Cangming Palace to do things for him?

Ning Yuan raised his wine glass and drank it all, and said with a smile: "Ning's qualifications are dull, he practiced swords at the age of twelve, and he couldn't save a sword flower at the age of fifteen. If it weren't for the tireless teaching of my mentor Chongyang Tianzun and teaching me to practice swords, Ning Mou might still be burning fire and chopping wood in the firewood room in which restaurant at this time!

Zhi Jian's face was like an ancient well, and he didn't seem surprised by Ning Yuan's answer.

He lifted the wine jar weighing more than 100 catties and poured Ning Yuan another glass of wine, the wine jar did not tremble at all, and half a drop of bamboo leaves was not spilled.

After that, Zhijian picked up his wine glass and said while drinking: "Only by being ruthless and carefree can you reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship." I have been learning the sword in the sword building for ten years, cutting seven emotions and six desires, just to let go of all the shackles in my heart. But I have cut off all the bonds of the world, but I have never been obsessed with the sword. So I exhausted my efforts, collected the treasures on the rivers and lakes, cast ten swords in ten years, and broke ten swords with my own hands, and finally stepped into the realm of Qingxuan with one foot. ”

Speaking of this, Zhi Jian sighed heavily, with a sad expression on his face, and he said in a low voice: "It's a pity that although the sword path of the sword has entered the Qingxuan, the sea of qi around the body is still in the realm of leaving the dust, and the pain of the swordsman is nothing more than this! Brother Ning, I can't hide it, with the sea of qi of the sword today, I can only use two swords Qingxuan, and the third sword will not reach the realm of Qingxuan." Whether or not I can really step into Qingxuan depends on Brother Ning!"

After listening to the words of the sword, Ning Yuan was confused, his sword path entered Qingxuan, but his true qi still stayed in the realm of leaving the dust, could this be the "pseudo-realm" mentioned on the rivers and lakes?

As the old saying goes, the love of clouds is deep, and wisdom will be hurt. Zhijian's kendo attainments are unbeatable, but the sea of qi in his body can't keep up with the rapid improvement of swordsmanship, and it has become a heavy drag on Zhijian's ascension.

Zhijian has ten points of swordsmanship, but he can only use three or four points, which is really miserable for Zhijian, who is obsessed with swordsmanship.

But what does Ning Yuan have to do with him stepping into the True Qingxuan across the pseudo realm?

Ning Yuan looked at Zhijian inexplicably and said, "Ning is just a second-grade master, and he is inferior to Your Excellency in terms of talent and swordsmanship. Can you step into the True Heavens, and how can you help you below?"

Zhi Jian smiled, took a sip of the bamboo leaf in the cup, and said seriously: "Brother Ning came from Wenyang, so he naturally knows that the bamboo spring Lin Nanshan is shocked by the thunder in the middle of the night! The Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation is a celestial phenomenon when the python turns into a dragon, and the thunder descends into the world, and the evil beast is absolutely an extraordinary beast. Four heavenly thunderbolts fell, and it is estimated that the python has now become a half-dragon. If I can get a half-dragon demon beast's inner pill, with my kendo attainments, not to mention stepping into the true Qingxuan, it is not impossible to step into the pseudo-law heaven!

After listening to Zhijian's words, Ning Yuan's heart shook violently!

Everyone on the rivers and lakes said that Cangming Palace was good at alchemy and refining, but they didn't expect that Mr. San's sword was even higher than the sky, and he actually wanted to take the dragon clan who was the supreme of all beasts and the same level as the immortals to alchemy!

Although the sword has no notoriety in the rivers and lakes, but his personality is withdrawn and weird, and he rarely punishes evil and promotes good, when Zhijian challenged the thirty-six factions of the sword sect in the world, more than a dozen famous swordsmen who have been famous for a long time were picked off by him, the reason is that "you are not worthy of using a sword"!

If Zhijian really caught the python that had become a half-dragon, no one knew how much wind and waves this river and lake would set off, and how the pattern of the Northern Zhou Dynasty would change.

Seeing that Ning Yuan bowed his head and was silent, Zhi Jian pushed away the wine glass, took two large bowls from the table next to him, and filled them one by one with the wine jar.

Cangming Sword God said while pouring wine: "Brother Ning, early this morning, Mrs. Gu and an injured Hongxuanzong junior disciple shared a Song Mansion carriage, and the remaining six Hongxuanzong junior disciples rode six horses from the north gate of Wenyang City and rushed to Hongxuanzong. If Brother Ning can tell the truth, stop the sword to ensure that they have a safe and smooth journey. If Brother Ning refuses to open his mouth or deliberately deceives the sword, the eight of them are afraid that they will not be able to return to Hongxuanzong in this life!"

Ning Yuan raised his head suddenly, his face changed greatly, he stared at Zhijian with an angry face, stood up and shouted angrily: "Zhijian, you are still a famous kendo master, how can you do such a thing! What kind of hero is bullying women and children? If you have the ability, you can go and fight with my master Bo Qingce Tianzun! If you don't dare, you can find my mentor Chongyang Tianzun to cross the road!"

Zhijian picked up the big bowl and drank it all, wiped the wine stains on his mouth, and said: "Brother Ning doesn't have to be agitated, many years ago, Zhijian was young and frivolous, and he didn't know the height of the sky, and he once had a battle with Qingce Tianzun, and he was naturally defeated. When the sword captures the dragon and steps into the realm of Fatian, he will definitely take the Cangxiao Sword to the True Martial Hall of the Immortal Peak of Dongting Mountain and compete with the Qingce Tianzun!"

Speaking of this, Zhi Jian paused for a moment, and then said with a resolute face: "Those who do great things are not informal, that python with the body of a half-dragon, Zhi Jian is determined to win!

Ning Yuan stared at the expressionless sword and sat down, his brows furrowed, as if he was fighting between heaven and man.

After a long time, Ning Yuan gritted his teeth and said slowly: "Mrs. Gu only rushed to Wenyang City last night, and my seven little disciples all fainted after a fight with the thousand-year-old python demon, and one of them was seriously injured by a rock, and was in a coma for a day and a night. The matter of the python's crossing of the catastrophe was only known to Ning Yuan. I'm dead, and no one in Hongxuanzong knows about the python anymore. Ning Yuan's life, I can give it to you! But Ning Yuan has something to ask for, after I die, please Mr. Zhijian raise his noble hand and let Mrs. Gu and my seven little disciples go. ”

Zhi Jian's face sank like water, nodded, and asked rhetorically: "I can trust Brother Ning, but Brother Ning can't trust me?"

Brother Ning picked up a big bowl and drank bitterly, and after drinking a large bowl of bamboo leaf Qingcai, he said: "That thousand-year-old python demon was dying after suffering four heavenly thunders, but it also grew a dragon horn and became a half-dragon body. I was hiding in the shadows, and when I was hesitating, a group of men in black came out halfway and took away the python with a Sumeru bottle. In their words, the word White Tiger Hall was mentioned. Ning was seriously injured at that time and was powerless to stop him. ”

Zhijian pricked up his ears, and after listening carefully, he muttered, "Sumeru bottle?"

After saying these three words, he waved his left hand, and the "Cloud Bird Sword" on the ground rose from the ground and landed steadily on the table in front of Ning Yuan.

Ning Yuan looked at the bloodstained Yunhu Sword and smiled: "Ning Mou fought in the sword rivers and lakes at the age of eighteen, and when he was a fledgling, he only felt that he was invincible in the world, but when he saw the sinister rivers and lakes, he felt that it was difficult to move an inch. Today, it is not wronged to fold in the hands of the Cangming Sword God Sword, and I hope that Mr. San will keep his promise and raise his noble hand!"

After speaking, Ning Yuan drew his sword and killed himself.

In the drunken sky, a green shirt is lying on the table, and the clouds and hooves fall to the ground; a white dress bows his head to toast, drinking alone and is speechless.

A moment later, a bewitching woman in a red robe outside the drunken building brought a green horse and helped the dead swordsman in green shirt onto the horse......

After a long time, the white-clothed man in the drunken sky tower muttered: "The mountains are high and the water is long, and it is not far away." ”