In the early morning, the sound of horses' hooves can be heard in the silent streets.

In Changling, it is most normal for horse-drawn carriages to travel through the streets and alleys.

However, the voice came from the ink garden.

Many cultivators who usually have a deep spiritual cultivation effort are all Huo Ran raised his head at this time and looked at the source of the voice.

Soon, it was the carriage that appeared in their sight.

The driver is still the net glass.

Three days ago, she dug up an osmanthus tree from the palace general's osmanthus forest, shattered the carriage with a sword, and transported the osmanthus tree back to the ink garden. Now that the carriage has no carriage, Ding Ning just sat on a board car, sitting directly without cover.

However, no one thought it was ridiculous, but a more or less shocked emotion rose in their hearts.

Because every time this carriage came out of the ink garden before, it would do enough to shock the entire Changling.

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There is a Taoist temple in the north of Changling City, and many tall boxwoods are planted in front of the door.

This Taoist temple rarely comes on weekdays, but as the carriage driving out of the ink garden gets closer and closer, this Taoist temple suddenly falls into the sight of everyone in Changling.

The carriage driven by Jing Liuli stopped at the door of this Taoist temple, and then her brow immediately furrowed.

The black lacquered gate of the temple was hidden, but no one came out to greet them.

The reason why Jing Liuli frowned was not because of herself, but because she knew that the Taoist in this Taoist temple should know her identity, and in a sense, she represented the Minshan Sword Sect.

Behind the carriage, there were many carriages and pedestrians one after another, and the voices of people around this clean Taoist temple gradually increased, but the inside of the Taoist temple was still silent, and even the sound of footsteps was heard.

Ding Ning sat in the carriage and did not get out of the carriage yet.

All eyes were on him, speculating about what he was here for, and what he would do next.

Jing Liuli's brows were still furrowed, and she also turned her head to look at Ding Ning, who was sitting quietly in the car.

She was thinking that this situation seemed to make a sound, but if after she spoke up, the people in the Taoist temple still pretended to be dead and no one paid attention, she didn't know how to deal with it. Not knowing how to deal with it is an extremely humiliating thing for her.

Just as she looked back, Ding Ning raised her head.

He looked at the tall boxwood tree overhead, reached out and touched it, but picked up a wine sac.

This wine bag is really wine, when Ding Ning raised his head and drank it, Jing Liuli smelled the strong aroma of wine, this aroma made her feel very comfortable, and even made her have a desire to drink this wine, but at this moment, Ding Ning had already spoken: "This boxwood tree should have been there when this Taoist temple was there, right?"

There seemed to be an invisible magic in his voice, which made Jing Liuli subconsciously look up with his gaze.

The early morning sun shone through the gaps in the leaves, narrowing her eyes slightly.

This is indeed a very old and tall boxwood.

Something that is very old naturally has a unique beauty.

However, the reason why her eyes narrowed slightly was that she felt Ding Ning's murderous aura.

"Cut down the tree. ”

Ding Ning put down the wine bag, licked the corners of his mouth, laughed, rarely showed his white teeth, and then said softly: "If no one comes out yet, cut off all these boxwood trees." ”

Jing Liuli's eyes lit up slightly.

She learned how to deal with this situation in the future.

She nodded and got out of the car.

Her body began to emit a strange faint fluorescence, and she stretched out her right hand, as if to caress the boxwood in front of her, but the moment the light on the edge of her palm touched the boxwood, a faint light also appeared on the trunk of the boxwood tree.

In the next moment, the boxwood tree fell crookedly like a drunken man, falling crookedly, falling to a boxwood next to it, the branches and leaves rubbing, and making countless sounds that were not loud, but extremely palpitating.

Jing Liuli looked at the toppled boxwood tree and felt a little pity, but for some reason, she felt very happy when she smelled the smell of wine entering her nasal cavity.

Without the slightest pause, under the shocked gaze of everyone, she walked straight to a boxwood tree next to her.

"How did these trees provoke you?"

At this moment, a long sigh came from the Taoist temple.

Jing Liuli's eyebrows were slightly raised, and her steps paused slightly, but at this moment, Ding Ning's voice came into her ears again: "Chop." ”

Jing Liuli's eyes flashed violently, and without hesitation, he stretched out his hand and waved it out again.

The boxwood tree in front of her rattled and fell.

Two boxwoods suddenly fell in front of the Taoist temple, and the venue suddenly became empty.

The door of the Taoist temple slammed, and it was pushed open from the inside out, and an elderly Taoist stood in the doorway, his face was originally very white, but now it became even whiter.

"These boxwoods were planted by my ancestors themselves, and they have been planted for more than 300 years. ”

The white-faced veteran's beard trembled slightly, and he looked at Jing Liuli and Ding Ning: "I don't know what you guys are going to do!"

Ding Ning glanced at him calmly, his eyes fell to his waist, then he shook his head and said lightly: "You brought a sword... So you should have a good idea of what I'm going to do. ”

Jing Liuli's brows suddenly frowned again, and she saw that the white-faced veteran's robe sleeves were very wide, so the scabbard on the side of her waist was covered so that only a small part was exposed.

It was a white jade-like scabbard, very small, so it can be imagined that the sword in it must also be very small.

This white-faced old man is naturally a Qian Dao person.

At this time, listening to Ding Ning's bland words, his eyes fell on the two boxwood trees that fell to the ground, and looking at the scattered leaves on the ground, his body began to tremble slightly, and said, "You are too pressing." ”

"Don't use such clumsy means. ”

Ding Ning smiled slightly and said, "If you really want to hide, you can close the Taoist temple and hide farther away." waited for the void, and the sword intent came out full, because she had long been pregnant with the intention of killing me for her. You're already so old that you should have seen through a lot of things a long time ago, and two boxwood trees won't make you sad to this extent. It makes people think that I am pushing too much, and you are forced to take action... Such a clumsy method is really not interesting. ”

Jing Liuli listened quietly, thinking about some of the details mentioned in Ding Ning's words, the look on her face became more and more disdainful, and when Ding Ning finished speaking, she snorted disdainfully, "Shameless old thing." ”

Qian Daoren's face was already slightly stiff, but when he heard Jing Liuli's cold snort, his complexion suddenly became extremely ugly.

In just one breath, the trembling of his body completely stopped, and a cold and cold smile emerged from the corner of his mouth.

"Are you really..."He looked at Ding Ning and whispered word by word, "Do you want to force me to kill you?"

Ding Ning looked at the cold smile on the corner of his mouth, and also laughed, and did not respond positively to his words, but said softly: "You should have a senior brother, originally this Taoist temple should belong to him... But now this Taoist temple belongs to you, just because that palace maid is your apprentice, so just by virtue of this, I have a reason to kill you. ”

Qian Daoren took a deep breath.

He didn't say anything anymore, just raised his head to look at Ding Ning and said, "I accept your challenge." ”

His voice was so loud that it could be heard by at least anyone within a radius of hundreds of zhang.

Jing Liuli turned around, and while walking behind Ding Ning, she asked Ding Ning softly, "Are you really going to kill him?"

Ding Ning glanced at her and said, "He has a reason to die, if he wants to kill me, then I will kill him." ”

Qian Daoren didn't hear the conversation between Ding Ning and Jing Liuli, but he could feel Ding Ning's confidence.

"Actually, even if there is no reason for her, just your current attitude, I want to see if I can kill you. He restrained his grim smile, looked at Ding Ning and said seriously: "I have lived in Changling for so long, and I have seen so many powerful cultivators, but I have never seen a cultivator like you who has such confidence to kill a cultivator like me. This curiosity alone was enough for me to give it a try. ”

"In other words, it was my futile cause that limited my mind and made me hesitate what effect it would have on her if I were to lose to you and die at your hands. ”

After Qian Daoren paused, he then looked at Ding Ning and said, "As a swordsman of Changling, such a temptation itself is difficult to refuse... Even if I die at your hands, such a battle will probably be recorded in the history books. ”

"Then I'll let you record it in the history books. ”

Ding Ning laughed and said, "Because your cultivation is much stronger than mine, I won't be humble, I will rush to make a move... Please!"

At the moment when the word "please" just sounded, Ding Ning had already made a move.

He grabbed the hilt of the sword and stabbed it forward.

Qian Daoren was not surprised, the flying sword he cultivated was mainly fast, and he expected Ding Ning to rush to make a move, and even if Ding Ning rushed to make a move, he didn't think that Ding Ning would really be able to seize the opportunity.

As soon as Ding Ning grasped the hilt of the Remnant Sword of the Last Flower, there was already a sound on his waist, and a small sword hidden in the white jade scabbard had already flown out of the scabbard.

However, at this moment, what made him a little unbelievable was that he felt a sword intent appear on his side, a sword intent that was completely different from Ding Ning.

(Xuzhou Book Fair, the meeting is coming, this chapter is spelled out at the high-speed rail station)