"It's just nonsense! When our Minshan Sword Sect is the city gate tower, we can enter if we want!

"You're a fool too! If someone wants to send a letter in, will you just let her send it in?"

Angry reprimands rang out in the valley.

Listening to the reprimand of the middle-aged man in front of him, the young Minshan Sword Sect cultivator wearing a blue jade robe was extremely aggrieved in his heart, thinking that according to the rules, he should bring the letter to the person from the outside, not to mention who was the person who sent the letter?

What's more, who would have thought that someone would choose to leave a letter after entering the Minshan Sword Sect?

"Uncle Hu, what's going on?"

A cold and unique majestic voice sounded from the mountain road, and the figure of Jing Liuli appeared from the mountain road.

Zheng sleeved someone to send a letter to Zhang Yi, and Zhang Yi left a letter and went out of the mountain gate. ”

The middle-aged man was still angry, if it was a disciple who barely passed the sword club in previous years, this year's sword club was much more fierce than in previous years, and the final selection was all talentable, especially Zhang Yi's performance was even more outstanding in his opinion.

For all sects, people like Zhang Yi are more important than people who can purely use swords, and they can become the unchanging cornerstone of the sect.

"Zheng Sleeve sent a letter to Zhang Yi, and Zhang Yi came out of my Minshan Sword Sect?"

Jing Liuli's eyes narrowed slightly, glanced at the middle-aged cultivator, and said, "What did the letter say?"

The middle-aged cultivator of the Minshan Sword Sect restrained his anger and handed the thin letter in his hand to Jing Liuli, while saying, "It's just that he was in the Sword Society because Xia Wan allowed him to advance, and he deserves it, so I beg us to replace him with Xia Wan." ”

Jing Liuli unfolded the letterhead expressionlessly, swept it over, and said lightly: "Obviously a gentleman, I want to find some excuses, but mentioning Xia Wan by the way seems a little hypocritical." ”

Although the middle-aged cultivator was much higher than her, this kind of sect matter decision required Jing Liuli to make up his mind, so when he heard Jing Liuli say this, he immediately frowned and said, "Then what should we do?" I don't know what Zheng Sleeve coerced him into making him make such a choice. ”

"People like him and Ding Ning can't be coerced. ”

Jing Liuli glanced at the middle-aged cultivator and said calmly, "Zhang Yi should be a person who pays more attention to the overall situation than Ding Ning, so this is just a transaction at most. For Zhang Yi to make such a sacrifice, it is only possible that Zheng Sleeve has made some kind of commitment to the future of Ding Ning and Baiyang Cave. ”

After a pause, she looked at the middle-aged cultivator who was waiting for her answer, and then said, "What's the difference between cultivating outside and practicing inside the door, he decided that he was not a student of the Minshan Sword Sect after he left the Minshan Sword Sect, that was just his own opinion. For me, this is just the right thing for us to have a good student in the Minshan Sword Sect. You have also seen Xia Wan's performance, which is indeed much higher than the rest of the so-called Changling talents. ”

The middle-aged cultivator was slightly stunned, he looked at her still somewhat cyan face, but he couldn't help but feel great respect in his heart.

A monster like Jing Liuli is indeed much taller than many people in Changling.

"Many people will change, but people like Zhang Yi will not change. ”

Jing Liuli glanced at the middle-aged cultivator, turned his head, looked out of the mountain, and said lightly: "Because everything he does is to take care of the overall situation, and he wants his junior disciples to have a brighter future, so the master should also be very relieved to put a suitable sword scripture in his hand." ”

The middle-aged cultivator didn't speak, just bowed his head in agreement.

......

The thin letter paper fell into Ding Ning's hands.

Ding Ning carefully read every word on the letterhead, then slowly nodded at Geng Blade, and put the letterhead away.

Looking at his emotions that were truly peaceful and not deliberately pretended, Geng Jian said softly, "It seems that you really don't worry much about your senior brother?"

"People like my brother, although sometimes mother-in-law and mother-in-law, are always more popular than people like me. Ding Ning looked at him and smiled slightly, "There will always be more people who like him than people who hate him, what do I have to worry about?"

Geng Jian thought for a while and said, "You don't care where Lord Xue Dong is buried?"

Ding Ning sneered slightly: "Since she can let my senior brother leave the Minshan Sword Sect, no matter where the Xue Cave Lord is buried, it must be very beautiful." ”

Geng Jian looked at him for a moment, shook his head, and sighed lightly: "Actually, your biggest shortcoming is that you are too old, sometimes it is better to be naïve to survive in Changling according to your age." ”

Ding Ning said: "Isn't it the same in the end?"

Geng Jian no longer discussed this issue with him, his eyes fell on the half-opened sword scripture next to Ding Ning's pillow, and said, "What do you think?"

Ding Ning glanced at him, "If you are ready to let me go back to Changling now, it should be fine when I arrive in Changling." ”

Geng Jian was stunned and said, "Understanding this matter is really not a problem for you." ”

Ding Ning nodded and said, "It's really not a problem, the problem is that you helped me think about it... What kind of great skills can I get in touch with the exercises you mentioned about cultivating the true yuan as soon as possible?"

Geng Jian looked at Ding Ning and said seriously: "As long as your body recovers fast enough, you can still find a way." ”

Ding Ning stopped talking.

Geng Jian continued: "There is a master who will accompany you back to Changling. ”

The moment he said this, the door was pushed open, and a man with a dark face walked in.

Obviously, he was just a man with low eyebrows and a silent voice, but the moment he saw this man, a black rock appeared in front of Ding Ning's eyes.

More and more black rocks appeared in front of him, clogging all the space, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

This comes from perception.

Ding Ning had never seen this man with a dark face, but he knew the man's identity.

At this point, in addition to Baili Suxue, the last of the legendary figures of the Minshan Sword Sect finally appeared in front of him.

Like Geng Jian, Tantai Guanjian and others, this is a figure who can shake the decisions of even the most noble magnates in Changling.

His surname is Shao, and his name kills.

Shao Kills is his real name, not a nickname or something else.

Because his father-in-law, Shao Xin, was the most powerful head shaving on the border of Zhaodi.

The so-called head shaver is a killer who can kill women and children at will, regardless of whether they are indiscriminate or indiscriminate, as long as they have enough money.

Shao Xin took in a group of orphans and trained them to kill people since they were young, and Shao Xin was the strongest among them.

Because all the rest of the orphans died, and in the end he was the only one left.

And Shao Xin and some of his powerful subordinates also died at the hands of Shao Killing.

When he killed all those people, Shao was only nineteen years old.

Unlike the rest of the legendary figures of the Minshan Sword Sect, Shao killed people namelessly.

Even many old people in Changling didn't know that there was such a person in the Minshan Sword Sect.

"Uncle Shao doesn't like to talk, but I think with your temperament, you will get used to it, and you won't feel bored. Looking at Ding Ning's slightly sluggish appearance, Geng Jian said gently.

Ding Ning laughed.

He had a gut feeling that a lot of people would be unlucky.

"Shall we go, then?"

He picked up the open sword scripture, patted the edge of the bed, and said to Geng Jian and Shao Killing.

Geng Jian nodded, Shao Kill didn't speak, he directly stepped forward and picked up Ding Ning, and then walked out of this room.

A carriage was waiting for Shao Kill and Ding Ning at the end of the Qingyu Mountain Road of the Minshan Sword Sect.

It should be because of Ding Ning's injury, Shao Killing walked extremely slowly, and the back of his body always exuded a layer of soft heaven and earth vitality, wrapping Ding Ning's body.

It's just that Ding Ning doesn't care about this.

What he cared about was the line of the true element flow in Shao's body.

When Shao Killer put him into the carriage, closed the door, and rolled up the curtains slightly to let sunlight and air into the carriage, and the carriage began to move, Ding Ning began to flip the book.

But his thoughts are no longer on this "Seven Lessons for Cultivating Truth" at all.

The extremely vigorous five qi in his body flowed in a completely new line, and as the five qi changed in the sea of qi, the jade palace, and the heavenly aperture, the true essence of the essence began to flow in his body, and some of the dry meridians in his body became slightly moisturized as if they had been subjected to rain.

The exercises of the Minshan Sword Sect are really useful.

Even some of the mysteries deduced from the "Cultivation of the Seven Secrets", the basic true yuan cultivation method of the Minshan Sword Sect and the flow of breath in Shao Zhi's body, were enough to bring great benefits to his body.

In the eyes of those powerful people in Changling, he successfully won the first place in the Minshan Sword Society, but only he and his eldest grandson Qianxue knew... The first thing he always wanted to do in Changling all these years was to enter the Minshan Sword Sect.

Entering the Minshan Sword Sect was the first step for his revenge to really begin.