The colorful glow is the brilliance of the five qi in the body.

The five qi were as strong as if they were burning, and the five internal organs in his body that produced the five qi were also like bursting up.

If it does not belong to the natural range of the body, it will naturally produce great pain, and his body will naturally react at the first time.

His heart was beating violently, the blood in his veins was gushing violently, and he was sweating profusely, and then the sweat was quickly dried by his body temperature.

His body was in pain, but his brow was furrowed.

Personality is something that is innate, but in many ways it seems to be contagious.

has been with the eldest grandson Qianxue for a long time, although he can still be as calm as ever, but love and hate have become extraordinarily clear.

The emotions of hatred become simpler and purer, like white snow and black tiles, with clear boundaries and no longer mixed with the rest of the feelings.

There is no entanglement, love and hatred are simple and clean, although the body is painful, the mood is happy.

The palace maid's surname is Rong, and she is the person who followed Zheng Sleeve when she was young, and she is the person who is most familiar with Zheng Sleeve and knows Zheng Sleeve's mind best, so she is like another brain of Zheng Sleeve, and all her practices are based on Zheng Sleeve's intentions.

The Minshan Sword would advance because he didn't want him to have a chance to win, but what he got in the Aries Cave was not the bland Lingyuan Dao True Solution, but the already violent slashing of the three corpses without self natal nerves.

Using this technique to ignite the five internal organs to stimulate the five qi, although his originally overstretched body was more overdrawn, like burning a candle that was originally burning very quickly directly in the coals, but at least it could cover up his nine dead silkworms, and at least it could find a convincing reason for his cultivation to improve greatly in this short period of time.

made Zheng Sleeve unable to go along with his wishes, and such a painful thing suddenly became cute.

Zhang Yi silently looked at the canyon where the spiritual vein was located, and looked at the direction of the thatched house where Ding Ning was.

Since last winter, he has been practicing in Wutong Luoli, although he has been serving Xue Wangxu a lot of time, and a lot of time has been spent on some trivial things that are insignificant to cultivators, but the insights gained between ordinary people and the gains between words are unprecedented, but subconsciously he is used to calling Ding Ning "little junior brother", but he never thought about what he would do in Minshan Sword, but put all his thoughts on Ding Ning's body.

At this time, he was nominally observing the scriptures in the Sutra Cave, but in fact, he was the Dharma Protector of Ding Ning, who was practicing in the Spirit Vein Gorge of the White Aries Cave, to ensure that he could practice quietly and undisturbedly.

Thinking of Xue Wang's weaker and weaker body, and thinking that the Minshan Sword Club would have a more important meaning than Ding Ning, he couldn't help but say heavily in his heart: "Little junior brother... You have to win. ”

......

In the quiet of the mountains, the clock is ticking as always.

Ding Ning's originally excessively prosperous five internal organs were still burning violently, and the vigorous five qi and the spiritual energy pouring into his body converged, sinking into the sea of qi and turning into true yuan.

Life burns in reality.

The blood in his veins flowed faster, but the blood in it became scarce, and the marrow river in his bones dried up a little.

In his dark hair, dots of hoarfrost slowly appeared.

His internal organs also seemed to shrink a little.

All of this reminded him of the unpleasant changes that were taking place in his body, which was probably the greatest fear for ordinary cultivators, but his countenance was still calm and full of pleasure.

As time passed, the True Yuan in his body became stronger and stronger, more and more surging.

Finally......

"Poof" and "poof" two soft sounds sounded from the other two silent huts.

The two futons that no one was sitting on also exploded at the same time, but the futons that had broken into countless grass clippings did not spew out, but gasped into the spiritual veins that originally overflowed with spiritual energy.

The spiritual veins that were originally overflowing with spiritual energy turned into two extremely suction vortices, and they gasped inward.

The aura of the three spiritual veins was all attracted by the countless invisible silkworms densely scattered under Ding Ning's body, and frantically poured into his body.

There was a strange wind flow between the mountains and gorges, and many chaotic winds from unknown sources came from all directions through the cracks in the thatched houses, and the three thatched houses could not withstand the external pressure, and at the same time shook and collapsed inside.

Several figures appeared on the mountain path, and they couldn't help but shoot into the mountain gorge.

However, Zhang Yi, who was standing outside the scripture scroll cave, bowed deeply to the figures, shook his head, and said, "Don't." ”

......

Countless thatches and fallen leaves and dead grasses that were attracted to it covered Ding Ning's body in layers.

Ding Ning's body was like a huge withered yellow cocoon.

The terrifying amount of aura could not be fused for a while, and it turned into a chaotic torrent in Ding Ning's body, and Ding Ning's body kept cracking, not only the blood, but even some muscles and flesh could not bear it and broke apart.

Every moment, Ding Ning's body seemed to be torn into countless pieces, but there were always some invisible silkworms that appeared at the right time, in the right place, and devoured the aura that rushed towards the rift.

These torrents of aura that hit his body eventually turned into whirlpools with greater attraction.

"Smack!"

The spiritual veins beneath him first made a clear sound like a cowhide rope breaking.

The aura in this spiritual vein first dried up and stopped flowing.

"Smack!" "Smack!"

And then there's the second, and then there's the third.

The three spiritual veins of the Aries Cave were all dried up.

There were more invisible silkworms gushing out of his body, and all these formless silkworms were only doing the same thing, desperately devouring the aura in his body.

The terrifying attraction of his body began to fade.

The more and more condensed true yuan kept impacting some of the tricks in his body, and in those tricks, there seemed to be a world connecting the world around him to open.

That represents a different realm.

He could have hit another realm, but he knew enough.

So he slowly opened his eyes, trying his best to let his true essence evenly spread into every corner of his body.

All the dead leaves that were tied to him fell in an instant, scattering out like a tidal wave.

On the mountain road outside the scripture scroll cave, Zhang Yi closed his eyes, his eyelashes jumped slightly, and his face was as pale as snow.

He was nervous.

Whether it was the change in the mountain breeze, or the fact that it had reached the time when he had to leave Baiyang Cave and rush to the Minshan Sword Sect, he was sure that he was about to see Ding Ning.

His back was wet.

A breeze was blowing.

A familiar figure fell into his field of vision.

Although he had been prepared, the moment he saw Ding Ning clearly, he still froze for a moment and forgot to breathe.

"Little junior brother..."

His eyes were filled with intense shock.

The breeze was blowing through Ding Ning's hair.

The black hair is full of white dots.

Ding Ning seems to be older, but his body is not taller, but thinner.

What shocked him the most was that under Ding Ning's pale skin, there seemed to be rainbows flowing, as if there was a colorful flame of light to cut through the pale skin and prick it out.

"Little junior brother... You..."

He finally felt something that had changed in Ding Ning's true yuan, and what a price Ding Ning had paid for this, and countless shocked emotions surged out of his eyes again.

"Senior brother, don't shout. ”

However, Ding Ning nodded to him and said calmly: "Junior Brother Shen Yi should be in Moyuan now, we are going to set off to pick up Junior Brother and the Cave Master." ”

......

Spring is fading, summer is getting stronger, and the air is more dry.

It hadn't rained for many days, and the wheels rolled through the road, bringing up a cloud of dust.

In the pavilion on a hill on the outskirts of Changling, the man in black, who had a calm breath on his body but had always given people a feeling of danger, was making tea with an iron kettle.

He looked at the galloping carriages and horses in the road, and was silent.

The plain-clothed man who had seen the ink garden with him before was washing his cup at this time, watching a dark carriage drive by, he turned his head sideways to look at the man in black, and said, "What do you think now?"

People's minds tend to change, and even though it's only a few days apart, he still has to reconfirm the man in black's opinion.

"The Minshan Sword Club is about to start, what else can you think?"

In the face of his caution, the man in black smiled slightly mockingly, "I just hope that the young man in the wine shop will not change his opinion, and he will not even dare to participate in the Minshan Sword Meeting." ”

The middle-aged man in plain clothes stared at the carriage that counted the hours, and the palace maid surnamed Rong sat down.

With an identity like her, she could naturally enter as soon as the Minshan Sword Sect opened the mountain gate, and she didn't need to wait outside like ordinary officials and students from various cultivation places who participated in the Minshan Sword Meeting.

However, she didn't know why she didn't want to reach Minshan before most people, so she suddenly reached out and tapped twice on the carriage, causing the driver to slow down.

When the carriage driven by Zhang Yi stopped at the gate of the ink garden, Wang Taixu and Shen Yi helped Xue Wangxu out of the gate of the ink garden.

"Too risky. ”

Just the first time he saw Ding Ning jumping out of the car from behind Zhang Yi, Xue Wangxu shook his head and said this.

"Leave it to death and be born. ”

Ding Ning bowed to him seriously and said, "And in this way, you don't need to think about other possibilities, it can make people more concentrated." ”

Wang Taixu took a deep breath, and an incomparably complicated look appeared in his pupils.

"Vacillating attitudes are often the most dangerous attitudes. However, Ding Ning seemed to see through what he was thinking, and said to him.

That's it.

So Wang Taixu was speechless.

So we set off.

Two comfortable carriages began to leave the ink garden and drive towards Minshan.