The embers in Afang's palace have not been extinguished.

Yuan Wu seems to be deliberately forgotten by this world, but being deliberate means that he is not really completely forgotten, but deliberately ignores.

At this time, he moved, and he was noticed by the whole world.

In Changling City, the fat Hengshan Xu Hou heard the news, he stayed for a few breaths, and pushed open the window that seemed huge to ordinary people, but he still felt a little stuffy.

He drank a pot of herbal tea, looked at a plane tree in the mansion, and let out a long sigh.

The plane tree had grown in the yard one spring many years ago, and the seeds were blown by the wind somewhere, or the earthwork brought from elsewhere to fill the garden happened to be mixed with roots.

It was also in that spring that there was a very young cultivator who walked into Changling for the first time with a sword on his back, and was stopped by a certain city gate guard general and deliberately made things difficult.

And that general became the first target of the young cultivator's challenge.

That young cultivator, who was not famous at that time, was Wang Jingmeng.

Every year, every season, Changling has many young cultivators of his age coming, looking for food and opportunities to become famous, but who would have thought that such a foreigner would actually sweep the world?

Like Hengshan Xu Hou, there are many Changling magnates who are full of such feelings in their hearts.

They knew that when Zheng Sleeve died, when Xu Fu and Bai Qi both abandoned Yuanwu and left, the end would be doomed, but when this moment came, their mood was still like drinking a cup of cold tea in the cold weather, and the emotions in their hearts were difficult to explain even to themselves.

No one deliberately concealed the news that Yuan Wu was returning to Changling.

Soon the whole city knew.

Of course, everyone still wants to see the excitement and want to see the battle between Yuanwu and Ding Ning with their own eyes, but compared with the duel between Zheng Sleeve and Yuanwu, Changling is not so noisy, and most of them are like Hengshan Xu Hou, with some inexplicable sighs and sighs.

The real story cannot be hidden even if the history books are burned.

When Yuan Wu personally said that Ding Ning was the rebirth of that person back then, the story of that person and Bashan Sword Field back then flooded the streets and alleys with the disappearance of the Shendu Prison and the Prison Heavenly Division.

Therefore, even the young people who did not experience that time, or the Qin people who later moved to Changling, have completely clear the story of that year.

The more stories there are, the clearer the image of those who have disappeared back then.

Everyone has a judgment in their hearts about right and wrong, but no matter what, in the past ten years, the Great Qin Dynasty is the most powerful dynasty in the world, and Yuan Wu is the strongest emperor in the world.

And such a person's cultivation is in ruins, and he is returning to the royal city that originally belonged to him, giving people the feeling that it is still as bleak as the wind blowing through his body in early winter.

The whole city waited quietly.

Suddenly the wind swept in Changling City.

This wind comes from the sycamore.

When many people who lived close to the sycamore turned their heads to look at the alley, they saw a peaceful gust of wind blowing out of that alley, with some starlight visible to the naked eye.

Everyone guessed the answer, and they were shocked.

Ding Ning is emptying the true element in his body.

He said that he would give Yuan Wu an absolutely fair chance to duel, and he would not break his promise.

For him, this meeting with Yuanwu has also been waiting for many years.

The total amount of True Yuan in his body was much more than that of ordinary cultivators, so the wind that swept out from here blew all over the city, and even swept away the sycamore leaves of the Hengshan Marquis Mansion.

A sword light leaked out of his hand.

The Great Punishment Sword was the strongest and best sword he could find in this world, but after forcing Yuanwu to come to this point, in this kind of duel, he naturally didn't want to rely on this sword to take advantage of Yuanwu.

He wasn't too careless and deliberate, and he didn't use the end sword.

The last flower sword is too short, and it can't take advantage of the characteristics of the end flower sword without using the true element.

Among those cultivators in the Bashan Sword Field in the past, there were also swords that were almost the same as the swords in the hands of Yuan Wu now.

A long sword, also made of adamantium, was delivered to his compound.

The sword in Yuan Wu's hand is now called "Xuanmu", and his sword is called "Broken Gold".

When all the true yuan flowed out of the meridians, and the sea of qi became empty, Ding Ning drank a bowl of water and went out with this sword.

The convoy waiting for him in the sycamore fell was long.

No one wants any more accidents to happen, so in these convoys, almost all the grandmasters of the Bashan Sword Field and the Minshan Sword Sect gathered, or in other words, the strongest grandmasters in the world, are waiting in these convoys, including Jing Liuli and Bai Shanshui, Zhao Si, and Zhao Yi.

Compared with many years ago, when the world's strongest people came to Changling to kill Wang Jingmeng, now these people are all protecting Ding Ning, unless Yuan Wu can kill Ding Ning in a duel, there is no one in the world now, and no army can let Ding Ning die.

The aura of these strong men in the convoy more or less changed the flow of vitality between heaven and earth, so that when this convoy was moving, the air was full of strange crystal lights, and the light and shadow that flickered and disappeared seemed a little unreal.

More and more people poured out of the streets, all following the convoy, but none of them were too close, for fear of disturbing the convoy.

The convoy went all the way to the outside of the city, to the Wei River.

There is an open space here, and the terrain is low, and the duel can be clearly seen from the surrounding river hills.

Many years ago, in Changling, the duel of the vast majority of cultivators was also about here, so that neither the houses nor the fields would be damaged.

In the distance, on the official road opposite the train fleet, a man walked over with a lonely sword.

Countless people who stood in their positions on the river hill saw this scene clearly, and their hearts instantly evoked countless memories and stirred up countless wind and rain.

Yuanwu is here.

The convoy dispersed.

In the wild grass on the river beach, Ding Ning was left standing alone.

The places closest to the carriage on the river hill are naturally all important people in Changling, some people who have experienced the events of the past.

Just like the princes of Hengshan Xuhou, for some reason, when they saw Yuan Wu coming in with their own eyes, and saw the final meeting between Yuan Wu and Ding Ning, they suddenly felt a little tired and relaxed in their bodies, and felt that this kind of ending of grievances was perfect.

Ding Ning looked at the figure of Yuan Wu who was getting closer and closer.

There was a coldness in his eyes, but eventually he became indifferent.

Looking at Yuan Wu, who finally walked in front of him, he spoke in a light tone and with some disgust, "You can take a break, you can start whenever you want." ”

Yuan Wu's hair was already soaked with sweat and stuck to his forehead, he certainly looked more embarrassed than ever, especially when he was watched by countless people, but he looked at the person he should hate the most, but he laughed instead.

"According to Changling's habit, shouldn't the two sides of the duel say something?"

He looked at Ding Ning's eyes with a hint of madness, "Even if you don't want to talk to me more, there are some things I don't want to vomit or be unhappy." ”

Ding Ning also looked into his eyes and said, "What do you want to say?"

Yuan Wu said slowly: "I figured out when I really hated you. ”