The sycamore falls very quietly, and occasionally a few dog barks sound, echoing in the doorway of the autumn night.

Ding Ning pushed open the wooden door of the wine shop and walked into the wine shop without a lamp.

The furnishings in the wine shop were no different from usual, but Ding Ning's brows quickly wrinkled deeply, and a chill welled up in his heart.

Before, he and Eldest Sun Qianxue were talking here, practicing here, and it seemed that many times they were not the slightest defenseless, that was because he knew very well that in the entire Changling Tomb, except for a very few people, the moment anyone walked into this street and alley, they could not escape the perception of Eldest Sun Qianxue.

And if those people really entered this alley, then there would be no difference at all whether they were guarded or not.

Now the eldest grandson Qianxue has not come out of the backyard, and he can't feel any breath of the eldest grandson Qianxue... The eldest grandson, Qianxue, is not in the wine shop.

The reason why he had to come back was because he was afraid that something would happen to the eldest grandson Qianxue.

Because in the past many years, he and his eldest grandson Qianxue have become accustomed to their respective existences.

The cultivation of the eldest grandson Qianxue is enough to kill countless current him in an instant, but this is Changling, no matter how powerful a cultivator is, there are countless possibilities to be killed.

If you want to live in Changling, how you want to walk in Changling, she is like a blank piece of paper.

Ding Ning lifted the curtain leading to the backyard, and his heart became colder and colder.

The eldest grandson Qianxue is indeed not in the backyard, where did she go?

Ding Ning stood motionless in the center of the backyard, and after dozens of breaths, he walked into the stove hall on the side silently and began to make a fire to cook noodles.

When the water began to boil and put the noodles in, Ding Ning saw that his hands trembled slightly.

He couldn't see his own face at this moment, but he was sure that his face must have been pale even in the light of the warm fire.

He understood that at this time in Changling, he also had weaknesses.

The eldest grandson, Qianxue, is his biggest weakness.

She must not have any surprises.

So he lit the fire, hoping that in the dark night, the eldest grandson Qianxue would be able to see the sparks coming out of the chimney here and understand that he was back.

The snow-white noodles float in the boiling water.

Without adding any spices, he scooped the noodles into his large porcelain bowl and began to eat them.

Although every morning when he sits at the door of the shop, he eats noodles with thick soup and red sauce, but this kind of clear water noodles without any seasoning is actually the taste he is most accustomed to.

The noodle soup was hot, but listening to the cold wind in the surrounding streets, his heart was getting colder and colder.

If the eldest grandson Qianxue leaves, how much time will it take for him to appear by her side again?

In the snow-white heat rising from the noodle bowl, his eyebrows and eyes looked so immature, but they were full of endless sorrow.

Suddenly, the heat rising from the bowl distorted slightly.

Ding Ning Huo Ran raised his head.

At this moment, the eldest grandson Qianxue appeared in front of him as if out of thin air.

"You..." Ding Ning stood up, he subconsciously thought that he would not be able to help but scold angrily, but seeing her quiet and cold eyes, his heart instantly softened, and he said astringently: "You... Where have you been?"

The eldest grandson, Qianxue, frowned slightly.

She could see that Ding Ning was concerned about herself in her eyes at the moment, but she didn't like some emotions other than concern.

Ding Ning took a deep breath, quickly calmed down, looked at her and said, "You promised me that it would never be easy..."

"It was just an accident. Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the eldest grandson Qianxue.

She glanced at him, and then said, "You said that the people of Yunshui Palace may have obtained important clues about the Lonely Mountain Sword Hide. ”

Ding Ning's body suddenly tensed, and his mood suddenly became extremely nervous, "You found someone from Yunshui Palace?"

The eldest grandson Qianxue said indifferently: "It should be." ”

Ding Ning was even more nervous and asked, "Have you ever fought each other?"

The eldest grandson Qianxue said: "I just wrote down the breath and descriptive characteristics of that person." ”

Ding Ning suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense body also relaxed.

In the vast territory of every dynasty, there will always be some great sects, and there will always be some great people.

The Yunshui Palace of the Great Wei Dynasty can still be remembered by every Qin person after the Great Wei Dynasty has been destroyed for more than ten years, and it is also a sect that cannot be described.

Although it was not as terrifying as Zhao Jianlu, there were so many terrifying grandmaster-level figures, but Yunshui Palace also produced a mysterious and powerful Bai Shanshui.

At least the cultivators of the major dynasties can be sure that the white landscape of Yunshui Palace had already crossed the sixth realm and had officially stepped into the seventh realm when the Great Wei Dynasty was destroyed.

More than ten years have passed, and I have not heard of the illustrious deeds of Bai Shanshui having Zhao Jianlu's disciples slaughtering the city with one sword, but everyone knows that he is still alive and well.

Being able to survive under the pursuit of countless armies and cultivators of the Great Qin Dynasty shows that he is even stronger than before.

Bai Shanshui is not an enemy that he and his eldest grandson Qianxue can face head-on now.

"You don't care about it, I'll look into it. Ding Ning was silent for a moment, drank all the remaining noodle soup in the bowl, and while starting to wash the dishes, he looked at the eldest grandson Qianxue, and said solemnly: "And now it is about the Gushan Sword Treasure, the Heavenly Supervisor and the Divine Capital Supervisor will use all their strength to track down the people of Yunshui Palace, before the final appearance of Baishan Water, what we have to do is to silently watch the development of this matter, otherwise we will be dragged into the water, and we will not get any benefits at all." ”

"I'll tell you about the man's characteristics. ”

The eldest grandson Qianxue thought for a moment, nodded, and agreed with Ding Ning's statement, and then she turned around and walked towards the bedroom, "I'll wait for you on the bed." ”

This extremely ambiguous sentence was still unusually cold in her mouth at this moment, and even carried a sense of insurmountable slaughter, but looking at her back, Ding Ning's body began to regain warmth.

......

The night in the mountains is as cool as water.

On a hillside not far from Baiyang Gorge, there is a cyan temple.

The temple itself is made of gray mountain stones, and it is only because the outer walls are entwined with long cyan vines that they appear cyan in the dark.

In the deepest part of a temple covered with countless sword marks under the cyan vines, the gorgeous blankets woven with the finest wool made the whole temple look warm in the thick autumn mood.

A slender elder with gray hair coiled up with a green hosta looked extremely clean, and even his nails were neatly trimmed.

His eyebrows were a little blue, his eyes were slightly sunken, and his face was calm but still very majestic.

He is the dean of the Qingteng Sword Academy, Di Qingmei.

At this moment, he stared coldly at a note in his hand, and a cold and mocking smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Aries Cave Xue Wangxu and Du Qingjiao, two old fools, have always been stubborn, and they don't even repent of seeing so many blood-soaked things in the early years of Yuanwu. Now that it has returned to our Qingteng Sword Academy, Xue Wangxu, an old fool, actually came up with such a trick, and even said that since the two sects are one, there is no difference between the disciples of the Qingteng Sword Academy and the disciples of the Aries Cave, then the disciples of the Aries Cave can also participate in our sacrificial sword trial, and even in turn the idea of our Qingli Yupo. ”

Opposite Di Qingmei sat a middle-aged man in a green shirt with two swords on his back.

This middle-aged man in green shirt was his only true disciple Duanmu Lian so far.

Hearing the sneer of this majestic old man at this moment, Duanmu Lian frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Then Master, will you agree to his request?"

"Naturally, I would agree. ”

The majestic old man sneered: "If I don't even agree to his request, how can I trap him in turn, and how can I try his spiritual vein?"

"Spirit vein?" Duanmu Lian's eyes instantly flashed with a strange light.

"Du Qingjiao and Xue Wangxu, the two old fools, had already destroyed the Aries spirit vein into three strands before the queen could express her meaning, but they thought that this would save their spirit vein?"

Di Qingmei sneered: "The queen mother finally found some of their mistakes and omissions elsewhere, and gave us all the Aries Cave, if we still let them keep those three spiritual veins, how can the queen mother be satisfied with us?"

"Xue Wuxu wants to leave those three spiritual veins for the people of their Aries Cave, and we can't let him get his way. ”

Di Qingmei looked at Duanmu Lian in front of him, and said slowly, "You go and reply to Xue Wangxu for me, and tell him that I have granted his request, but these three spiritual springs are naturally shared by the Qingteng Sword Academy and the Aries Cave, and only those who are qualified can use them, so when the time comes, it will also be used as a reward for the sacrificial sword trial, and it will be used by the winner of the sacrificial sword trial." ”

Duanmu Lian pondered for a moment and said: "Master has a great plan, but among all the students in the Aries Cave, Zhang Yi and Su Qin cannot be underestimated, these two people meet the criteria for participating in the sacrificial sword trial in terms of entry time and age. ”

"Since I am afraid that our disciples will not be able to deal with it, we will like a way to truly turn them into our people. Di Qingmei glanced at him and said slowly: "I heard that Zhang Yi is more polite and pedantic, but Su Qin is a talent, and he has always been at odds with Zhang Yi. ”

Duanmu Lian's eyes lit up slightly, he stood up, and seriously saluted the majestic old man who held the power of the Qingteng Sword Academy, and said goodbye: "Disciple understands. ”

(I'm going back to the countryside for dinner in the evening, so today's second watch will be sent early to now~~)