"Celestial Bodhi, Candle Dragon Pill, Fire Turtle Gall... I haven't smelled the smell of these things for years, and you don't think it's a waste to throw them all away?"

Looking at Ding Ning, who walked back to the garden and picked up the small copper shovel again, the eldest grandson Qianxue sneered and said, "Those things can at least make your cultivation improve much faster." ”

Ding Ning glanced at her and said, "It's not that little bit of time." ”

The eldest grandson Qianxue was silent for a moment and said, "At least for now, she shouldn't know the identities of me and you, otherwise she wouldn't have sent someone to send these things to you." You're doing this, aren't you afraid of completely angering her?"

Ding Ning said: "Actually, she doesn't like to be obedient very much. ”

The eldest grandson Qianxue was inexplicably annoyed, and her face was full of frost, "Could it be that she is a masochist?"

Ding Ning wanted to answer her again, but his eyes fell on the newly opened piece of dirt of the copper shovel, and there were two bright red earthworms on the soil, he was slightly stunned, and said, "I forgot something." ”

The eldest grandson Qianxue frowned, but was attracted by success, "What's the matter?"

Ding Ning put down the copper shovel and walked out, saying, "I forgot something in the carriage." ”

The carriage looked very ordinary, it had been parked outside the gate of the Ink Garden for a long time, and there was even a thin layer of dust on the carriage, but except for the ordinary people in this street and alley who were isolated from the world of cultivators, many cultivators in Changling knew that the carriage represented the Minshan Sword Sect at this moment.

"You've been in a bit of a mess lately. ”

When Ding Ning walked out of the ink garden and approached the carriage, a voice came into Ding Ning's ears from the shade on the side of the carriage.

"Uncle Shao. ”

Ding Ning bowed down and saluted seriously to Shao Killing, who was not in the carriage, but sitting on the bamboo mat under the tree next to him.

"In the Minshan Sword Society, almost all the cultivators of the Minshan Sword Sect have seen your performance. Shao Kill looked up at Ding Ning slightly, and said, "Your mind is cautious and calm, even we don't feel as good, but you only remember to go back to the carriage to get things now... It's a far cry. The first name of the Minshan Sword Club is just a false name, if you are troubled by a false name, then your name will really become a false name in the future. ”

Shao kills people usually talk to the extreme, and even makes people wonder if he is dumb, now listening to his words, Ding Ning understands what he means, but Ding Ning also knows that the things that make him upset are completely different from what Shao kills thinks.

So he bowed down again and bowed deeply to Shao Killing, and said, "Thank you Uncle Shao for reminding me." ”

Then he lifted the curtain and stepped into the carriage.

In the corner of the carriage, there is a small open wooden box.

In the wooden box was curled up the Frost Worm that Qing Yao had given him.

This Xuanfrost insect had already curled up into a spherical shape because of excessive fear of the aura on Shao Killing's body, and it was only because Ding Ning was still in the carriage that he still felt a little familiar breath, and he felt a little safe.

When Ding Ning left the carriage but forgot it here, and did not take it away, it was even more frightened.

The hot breath of Changling was something it had never encountered before, and it thought about how there could be such a terrible place in the world, and at this moment, when Ding Ning lifted the curtain again, he felt the breath on Ding Ning's body. Its body curled up together, and its stiff body suddenly moved, and it kept trembling, and if it had tear ducts, it would definitely cry, and tears would have fallen like rain.

Looking at the trembling appearance of this frost insect, Ding Ning was suddenly a little embarrassed, and said sincerely when he picked up the wooden box: "I'm sorry." ”

Hearing Ding Ning's voice, this Xuanjing insect was even more excited, and almost jumped up and got into Ding Ning's arms.

The eldest grandson Qianxue was still waiting for Ding Ning in the inner garden, watching Ding Ning walk in front of her, she looked at the ugly appearance of the frost insect in the box, and frowned deeply again, "What is this?"

"What Qing Yao raised in Yin, he gave it to me. ”

Ding Ning just looked up at the eldest grandson Qianxue and said this, and the Xuanfrost Worm in the wooden box stopped trembling.

The air outside of it was still hot, but it clearly felt the amazing aura of frost in Changsun Qianxue's body, and just this feeling made it feel like it was in a world full of frost, making it feel comfortable.

Ever since it woke up in ignorance, with a trace of spiritual intelligence, and keenly felt the breath of the frost between heaven and earth, when the first trace of heaven and earth vitality naturally poured into its body, it had seen a world full of frost in its mind, and it suddenly felt that it should be the world at the end of its cultivation.

Yet such a world now appeared clearly in front of it, and while it was so shocked that it forgot its fear, it couldn't help but think, could it be that she was their kind, their king?

Naturally, it couldn't speak, but Eldest Sun Qianxue was not an ordinary cultivator, she could already sense its feelings from some of the changes in the aura on its body.

"Something interesting. ”

She looked at the ugly long worm that looked up at a legendary heaven and earth, and her frowning brows slowly loosened, and she said this.

She has always had a cold temperament, and she is usually too lazy to contact people, and it is even more rare to praise others.

As for beauty and ugliness, she has no concept.

For her, some people are beautiful but very ugly, and some people are ugly, but they are not ugly in her eyes.

The Frost Worm was also keenly aware of her feelings, and her whole body trembled again with excitement, and its slightly raised head was deeply ambushed at this time, expressing its respect and submission.

The eldest grandson, Qianxue, looked at it and didn't say anything.

A wisp of extremely light, but without any chill, condensed Xuanfrost vitality, was poured out from her fingertips and fell into the mouth of the Xuanfrost insect.

The Frost Worm reverently and greedily opened its mouth and inhaled all the Frost Vitality.

It was as if a calm pond had fallen into a waterfall larger than the pond, and the whole pond was boiling.

Its entire body shuddered as its crimson skin cracked.

The pores that are usually invisible at all are dilated, but there is no air flow rushing out.

A white patch of frost formed on its forehead, like a birthmark.

Feeling the changes of this Xuanfrost worm, and sensing the fusion and growth of the vitality in its body, Ding Ning looked at the eldest grandson Qianxue with some emotion, and said, "It's really the same as I imagined." ”

"What will it end up becoming?"

The eldest grandson, Qianxue, looked at the crimson long worm and asked.

This was also an incomprehensible cultivation process for her, even her body in the Seven Realms could not fully withstand the vitality of the sword in her body, but the body of this long worm could be inherently perfectly contained and absorbed.

"I don't know. Ding Ning shook his head and said, "But I'm sure it's definitely much more powerful than those Gu worms of the South Vietnamese cultivators. ”

The eldest grandson, Qianxue, directly took the box containing the Xuanfrost Worm from Ding Ning's hand, and walked towards the deepest courtyard, and Qingman, who didn't look back, said, "But that also takes time." ”

Ding Ning didn't say anything, walked to the copper shovel that was stuck diagonally in the ground, and continued to dig.

His state of mind has calmed down a lot.

He actually knows more about Zheng Sleeve than anyone else, if Zheng Sleeve begins to doubt the eldest grandson Qianxue and his true identity, then the palace maid surnamed Lirong will not come with those rare rewards today.

"Are you really not from Yuanwu, what happened to you that night, and why didn't you show up?"

He lowered his head, thinking about the female head of the white dress, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

He and his eldest grandson Qianxue are in this ink garden, and it seems that they are waiting for the judgment at the moment, but in this Changling, who is not like they are waiting for the trial?

......

Soon after the palace maid surnamed Rong left, Ding Ning went out to the carriage and brought back the Xuanshuang insect that he had forgotten for a long time, and not long after, Shao Zhizhi, who was sitting on the mat under the tree, raised his head slightly.

At the other end of the alley, a teenager appeared.

Shao Kill only glanced at the young man, then lowered his head again and ignored it.

The boy was dressed in a black shirt, his complexion and skin were sallow, and he looked as if he had been seriously ill, but it was as if no disease could make a person's skin like this.

He arrived at the Ink Garden, but did not enter the Garden, but began to do things in silence, sprinkling water and sweeping the floor, washing away some of the dirt outside the Ink Garden.

Such an incomprehensible behavior quickly attracted the attention of the outside of the garden, and when the young man was sweeping the streets half of the ink garden, Ding Ning went straight through the noodle shop, passed through the door of the noodle shop, and saw the young man.

"Ye Jiannan?"

Ding Ning was stunned.

The black-shirted young man put down what he was holding and bowed to him seriously.

Ding Ning returned the salute, frowned slightly and looked at the dead soldier who had wanted to send medicine to him at the Minshan Sword Meeting, but was rejected by himself, and said, "Who are you?"

Ye Jiannan looked at him and said, "What I owe to others has been repaid, and I owe you now." ”

Ding Ning shook his head, "You don't owe me." ”

Ye Huanan said: "I owe you a life." ”

Ding Ning looked at him helplessly and said, "I don't need you to pay it back." ”

Ye Jiannan didn't say anything anymore and continued to clean.

Ding Ning smiled bitterly: "I don't like to be too clean. ”

Ye Jiannan put down the things in his hand, and then began to carry water for every shop along the street.

"I don't have a place to eat. ”

"If you're embarrassed, just treat me to three meals a day. ”

Before Ding Ning wanted to speak, he said to Ding Ning respectfully and seriously.