Ding Ning walked across the rope bridge swaying in the wind and walked towards the three grass huts hidden in the cracks in the mountain.

Before killing Song Shenshu, he once said to his eldest grandson Qianxue, "There is no difference under the four realms".

However, even if you can really cross the border to defeat your opponent, I am afraid that you will have to pay a lot of price.

It's sunny today, and looking in the direction of Changling, the sky is indescribably transparent.

Looking back at Changling on the way here, the whole Xiongcheng also seemed to be peaceful and free of disputes, but under such a seemingly calm, countless intrigues and bloodless fights were the same as the vitality between heaven and earth, and the lines were incomparably chaotic entangled.

As long as you enter such a bureau, even the smallest pawn will not be spared, and it will definitely be rolled up in countless nets, and it is absolutely impossible to wander outside.

This is the reason why in his plan at the beginning, he had to go to the third realm True Yuan Realm to begin to show some traits before he managed to enter the sect that was qualified to participate in the Minshan Sword Sect test.

Even if he cultivates the strongest "Nine Dead Silkworms" in the world, he is still too weak to even be exposed to the sun like the young silkworms under the mulberry leaves in the silkworm chapter.

In his plan, he needed more patience.

However, what the eldest grandson Qianxue said was right, after killing Song Shenshu and getting so much news from Song Shenshu's mouth, his heart was uneasy.

Now that he has taken the first step, he has no choice but to think about the dangers and difficulties.

He can only take care of what is in front of him.

He clenched his fists silently, then let go, letting his mood be absolutely calm again, walked across the rope bridge, then pushed open the wooden door of the grass hut on the far left, and sat on the special futon.

He closed his eyes, and a trace of long-lost aura slowly penetrated into his body through the futon under him.

He went directly into Vipassana at a speed that was incomprehensible to ordinary practitioners.

The five qi in his body slowly flowed into the sea of qi under the drive of his mental power.

In the depths below the sea of qi, there is a crystal clear space, like a palace made of jade at the bottom of the sea.

This is what cultivators call the Jade Palace.

As long as you can sink the five qi into the Jade Palace, you have already reached the cultivation of the middle grade of Tongxuan.

For Ding Ning, as long as he was willing, he could still sink the five qi into the Jade Palace in half a day and break through to the middle grade realm of this first realm.

Because his Jade Palace already exists, he doesn't need to re-perceive it, all he has to do is to follow the flow route of the five qi of "Cutting the Three Corpses without Self Natal Element Nerves", and slowly let the five qi transformed by this exercise slowly infiltrate into his own qi sea and Jade Palace, so that his qi sea and Jade Palace will also be transformed to a certain extent.

It's just too fast, it's too shocking, so when he talked to Nangong Caishu, he had already decided that it would take a month to break through from the first realm to the second realm.

He took a deep breath.

The inside of his body, which was originally very calm, suddenly changed, and countless tiny silkworms seemed to suddenly appear in his body, and began to devour the aura that had entered his body.

In just an instant, his body seemed to have turned into an incomparably dry earth.

He carefully controlled.

Don't let his body make that sound of ten thousand silkworms devouring and biting, under his control, a small part of the spiritual energy was not swallowed by these young silkworms, and slowly merged into the five qi in his body.

......

Li Daoji's figure appeared at the door of this grass house.

He stood coldly, letting his perception pass through the thin door panel and land around Ding Ning.

Ding Ning had deliberately slowed down his cultivation entry speed indefinitely, but even so, when his five qi settled in the sea of qi, some of the breath that occasionally fluctuated had already made Li Daoji's brows tremble slightly at this moment.

Thinking of the sword intent displayed by the ridiculous branch before, more strange flames of light appeared in his eyes.

He turned and walked towards the gate of the Aries Cave.

Outside the mountain gate of Baiyang Cave, a horse-drawn carriage has been parked, a carriage that can run very fast.

Li Daoji's sword was very long, and when he entered the carriage, he held it in his hand and then held it horizontally in front of him.

The hilt glowed slightly red in front of him, and he leaned against the cushions in the carriage, his eyes closed, as if asleep.

The carriage was speeding down the road, but it was heading for a place that Ding Ning was very familiar with - the Chengdong Fish Market.

The carriage eventually docked at one of the entrances to the fish market.

Li Daoji got out of the carriage in silence and walked slowly into the fish market.

Although the weather was fine, most of the depths of the fish market were still dark and damp under the cover of the overlapping roofs, and the scattered lanterns were lit like ghost fires.

Li Daoji was very unfamiliar with the road of the fish market, and walked slowly in the dark and damp streets and alleys for half an hour, and even after questioning several people in the shop, he finally entered the bottom of the fish market, and walked into a stilted building without any signboard and no lights inside.

Li Daoji's eyes have completely adapted to this darkness, so when he walked into this stilted building and saw the man with hair sitting on the couch inside, he knew that he had not found the wrong place in the end, and this person was still alive and well in the fish market.

"I'm going to buy a sword. ”

Li Daoji looked at the man's eyes glowing in the dark, and said, "I remember that you have a broken sword here. ”

The man with the hair glanced at Li Daoji coldly, and said indifferently: "Your luck is very good, this sword is still there." ”

After saying this, the body of the man with the hair slowly moved back.

The lower half of the man's body was covered with a blanket, and only at this point did people who entered the stilted building see that he had no feet.

His legs were broken at the knees.

It's just that Li Daoji seems to have known for a long time, so his gaze didn't stop at the feet of the man with the hair, but just fell under the blanket that had been removed.

Underneath the blanket was a large black iron sword box.

The man with the hair opened the sword box, flipped it a few times, took out a dark green broken sword, and threw it directly at Li Daoji.

Li Daoji stretched out his hand and caught the broken sword steadily.

This is a real remnant sword that is more than two feet long, the sword body is only two fingers wide, and the tip of the sword in front of it has been completely cut off by a terrifying force, and even the remaining two feet long sword body is covered with dozens of slender cracks.

It's just that the material of this sword is a little special, although the dark green sword body is also a certain metal, but like some spars and wood, it has natural wisps, so all the cracks are not horizontal, they are all along the sword body, extending towards the hilt.

Li Daoji nodded, and when he saw that there were some strips of cloth used to tie things up on the case in front of the man, he pulled a few of them, wrapped the broken sword, tied it to his back, and then took out a money bag and threw it to the man with the hair.

The man with the hair closed the sword box, looked at Li Daoji, who turned around and walked out, and a strange sneer suddenly appeared on his face, "Your luck is good, no one has been looking at this broken sword, but I don't understand what made you remember this broken sword that is useless to you." Is it worth it to lose your life for such a broken sword?"

Li Daoji didn't say anything, he just walked out of the stilted building in silence and walked towards the direction where his carriage was parked.

A man in a crimson cotton robe appeared behind him at some point.

This man looked about the same age as Li Daoji, with a narrow sword mark on the left side of his face, and behind him, there was a large sword that was exceptionally wide and thick, the black scabbard was three times as wide as an ordinary long sword, and the simple bronze hilt was at least two or three times larger than the ordinary hilt.

This man has been following Li Daoji, and has always maintained a distance of several zhang from Li Daoji, and it is impossible for Li Daoji not to find out if he keeps following at such a distance.

However, neither Li Daoji nor the man said anything special, and it was not until Li Daoji walked out of the fish market that the two almost stopped in unison.

"I told you a long time ago that if you dare to get out of the Aries Cave, I will definitely kill you. The man in the crimson cotton robe was standing at the entrance of the fish market, looking at Li Daoji, who was slowly turning around by the carriage, and said extremely coldly.

Li Daoji glanced at the man, but still didn't speak, but his right hand fell on the hilt of the sword that glowed red.

The corners of the red-robed man's lips curled slightly, and a playful expression appeared on his face.

The fish market has its own rules of the fish market, and even he doesn't dare to ignore the rules, but now that he is out of the fish market, he doesn't need to have any scruples.

So at the moment when the corners of his lips curled slightly, he had already made a move.

His body didn't have any obvious movement at all, he didn't pull out the thick giant sword on his back at all, but half of his body burst out with a terrifying aura in an instant, and a surging True Yuan gathered an astonishing Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, pouring into the sleeve of his right arm like a stormy wave.

A terrible howl suddenly sounded in the calm air.

A thin silver-white sword flew out of his sleeve with an incomparably hideous killing intent, bringing out countless white vortices.

Originally, many people around here had already discovered the abnormality of the red-robed man and Li Daoji, and some people even got closer excitedly, but when they heard such a howl at this moment, these people instantly retreated in shock.

Because it's a flying sword!

Only a monk who has reached the Fifth Realm Divine Thought Realm can successfully cultivate the flying sword.

A large number of telekinesis, true yuan, and heaven and earth vitality gathered on the flying sword, while bringing terrifying speed to the seemingly thin little sword, it also naturally brought terrifying destructive power.

In the battle of a cultivator of this level, a flying sword that is out of control may instantly pierce more than ten courtyard walls, and those who are unfortunately cut off, even if they do not die, will at least have something cut off from their bodies.

Li Daoji's pupils contracted violently, and the depths of his pupils were filled with this silver-white sword and the air flow behind him, but his face was still calm and abnormal.

Facing the flying sword that flew towards his forehead, his right hand swung out at an astonishing speed, with a crisp sound, the red hilt was connected to the slender pure black sword body, which looked like the color impact was extremely strong, and the moment the sword body and the scabbard were separated, it turned into a shock, and accurately slashed towards the silver-white flying sword.