The owner of the colorless nunnery was hit hard. Unable to care about killing Ximen Rin anymore, Ning Qing Jian lost his follow-up strength, and only lightly stabbed a sword next to Ximen Rin's heart, Ximen Rin tried his best to retreat, and finally got out of the control of Ning Qing Sword, but he retreated too quickly, and when he reached the edge of the floating platform, he stumbled and fell into the river, and the red blood appeared in the surging waves.

After the colorless nunnery master felt the crisis, although the sword momentum was not as good as the turn, but the backhand palm, but it was also very ruthless, the person behind knew that he was in hand, and was about to abandon the sword and retreat, the colorless nunnery master's palm had reached the front of him, and he could not retreat, so he had to meet with one palm, and the person was also trying his best, and he was also exhausted at the moment, and the two palms were connected, and the two of them landed on the floating platform almost at the same time, and launched the most dangerous internal force fight. The true momentum condensed in the palm of the colorless nunnery master was like a broken bamboo, and it had invaded the three yang and three yin meridians of the person's hand in an instant, but the true qi of the person's counterattack was also condensed in time, blocking the advance of the true qi of the colorless nunnery master, but under the desperate offensive of the colorless nunnery master, he was still defeated and retreated. The colorless nunnery master slowly turned around, his gaze fell on Yang Ning's pale and delicate face, at this moment, Yang Ning's head was bruised, his face was hideous, and his struggling appearance looked very terrifying, but the clear and clear phoenix eyes were still deep and calm like two cold pools, as if he had not given fatal damage to this master comparable to the level of the four great grandmasters, nor did he face the tragic end of dying with the enemy.

The colorless nunnery master knew in his heart that he had been injured before, and his heart had been broken, and now he was just relying on the innate true yuan to maintain his life, although he could kill Yang Ning, but the result was just to shorten his only remaining life, for her, such a victory was meaningless, not to mention that she admired the young man in front of her, and sighed lightly, the colorless nunnery master began to slowly withdraw his true qi, and his eyes revealed a soft light.

Yang Ning's eyebrows moved slightly, and the moment the colorless nunnery master withdrew his true qi, he had a feeling, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and then he also took advantage of the situation to slowly keep up with the true qi, retreating and advancing, and in an instant, Yang Ning had recovered all the lost ground, and the true qi that had been forcibly compressed was stretched out, and slowly flowed through the six meridians of the hand three yang and hand three yin that had just been ravaged by the true qi of the green lake, and the meridians that were close to collapse under the neutralization and dissolution of the true qi of the green lake began to regain their vitality. The colorless nunnery master withdrew the true qi released, and the true qi circulated in the palm of his hand, gently and skillfully shaking open the cemented palms of the two people. Yang Ning was almost exhausted, he only felt that his hands and feet were soft and his body was shaky, but he didn't dare to sit down, forcibly supported his body, and quickly began to breathe and return to qi, hoping to recover some true qi. And the Colorless Nunnery Master did not hesitate to begin to restrain the true yuan and protect the remaining traces.

These two people stood quietly to heal their injuries, but in the eyes of others, they looked like they were facing each other, and they couldn't help but be very shocked. In fact, there are still many people who can't figure out why Yang Ning suddenly appeared on the floating platform, even if they saw Yang Ning being hit away by the palm of the colorless nunnery master, and was about to jump into the water to save people, but he restrained Yi Buping, who had been prepared, and as a result, Qingping, who couldn't move at all, never left Yang Ning's eyes, nor did he see how Yang Ning appeared on the floating platform, let alone see how he stabbed the sword. And until this moment, the pure Jun sword that was pierced into his back was three points deep, and the blood was seeping out along the blade. But these two people are standing on the floating platform as if nothing happened, which makes people suspect that these two people are either gods or ghosts, and in short, they cannot be people.

The two of them stood still like this, what they practiced was the supreme heart method that recovered extremely quickly, but in the time of a stick of incense, Yang Ning had already felt that the true qi had recovered seventy or eighty percent, although the internal injury was quite serious, but after forcibly suppressing the injury, they could already let go of the battle, and the Cuihu heart method was also unusual, the colorless nunnery master had temporarily stabilized the injury, although he could still feel the life flowing from his body, but the speed had slowed down a lot.

The master of the colorless nunnery was the first to receive, she glanced at Yang Ning lightly, poked behind her backhand, pulled out the Chunjun sword that penetrated deep into her body, and threw it on the stage casually. As soon as the sword was pulled out, he felt blood gushing from the sword wound on his back, and quickly **** the monk's robe, but the colorless nunnery master did not try to bandage it, but just used true qi to close several blood vein acupoints around the wound, although this treats the symptoms but not the root cause, but there is no need to bother more.

Standing on the platform with his hands in his hands, overlooking the river and looking up at the sky, the colorless nunnery master's heart was unprecedentedly calm, feeling that Yang Ning's breathing had become even and slow, knowing that this young man had also completed his merits, he smiled slightly, and the colorless nunnery master said indifferently: "Didn't that palm hurt you, Zijing?"

Yang Ning slowly raised his head and looked at the lonely figure, I don't know why, I felt that my nose was sore, and tears seemed to be about to flow down, so I hurriedly lowered my head and didn't let others see it. Thinking of Fang Cai's scene, I only felt endless regret welling up from the bottom of my heart.

The disciples of the Martial Dao Sect had never been in the habit of waiting to be killed, so even on the eve of the Ning Qing Sword about to pierce into his throat, Yang Ning was still condensing his true qi, and the palm of the Colorless Nunnery Master left a little affection, but he just wanted to make him seriously injured and unable to resist. Originally, the two mental methods were mutually restrictive, and the colorless nunnery master would not miss, but in a moment's time, Yang Ning did not use the martial arts sect's mental method and the palms of the colorless nunnery master to forcibly resist each other, but used a mental method created by the Hidden Emperor according to the Su Nuzong's "Hua Xiangrong" mental method. Although this mental method is not as good as the Sunu Sect's mental method, it is easy to practice and has obvious effects, but this mental method is not very useful unless it is an evenly matched opponent, so it has not been used in front of people, Yang Ning is the second person to master this mental method, if not, he would not easily think of instructing Qiu Suhua to use "Hua Xiangrong" to deal with Ling Chong.

Because of the clever concealment of this mental method, plus the colorless nunnery master was a little distracted at the time, so he didn't notice the abnormality in it, plus the colorless nunnery master forcibly collected the sword, and the sword qi was counterattacked, as well as her intentional or unintentional subordinates showed mercy, only seven or eight points of internal force were used in the palm, Yang Ning was lucky not to be seriously injured, if the colorless nunnery master used one more point of internal force, Yang Ning would definitely not be able to remove all the internal force, and he would inevitably be hit hard, but this time it was just a real qi disorder, and he couldn't breathe for a while, so he was stiff and bedridden. And when the Colorless Nunnery Lord turned to attack Ximen Rin, Yang Ning had already taken the opportunity to recover and condense his true qi, and even launched a fatal blow at the moment of Ximen Rin's life and death.

When he stabbed out the sword, Yang Ning did not hesitate in his heart, although Ximen Rin's betrayal made him disheartened, but with his temperament, he couldn't turn around for a while, at that moment, Ximen Rin was still a senior uncle in his eyes, or an ally who joined forces against the enemy, although Ximen Rin betrayed him, but he had to wait until after winning the account. And the Colorless Nunnery Master is a powerful enemy that threatens his life, although the Colorless Nunnery Master did not kill himself with a sword, but if it were not for his own method of unloading, that palm would have been seriously injured, and he would no longer have the strength to fight. For Yang Ning, such a result was no different from dying on the spot, so Yang Ning didn't think about the question of whether the master of the colorless nunnery was merciful. In fact, even if the Colorless Nunnery Master herself recalled, she might not be sure whether she intended to be merciful at that time, let alone Yang Ning, who was in the game, because of this, after Yang Ning's true qi recovered, his first thought was that this battle was not over yet, and he must not give up, so he attacked the Colorless Nunnery Master again, for him, it was just a continuation of the battle just now.

Most of the martial arts sect's mastery is that the moves have not yet come out, and the prestige has been revealed, so the opponent is not intimidated by the prestige, and ten percent of the martial arts can only be used seventy percent, and they are immediately killed on the spot, that is, they are stimulated to all their potential, and they start the most exciting decisive battle in their lives. However, Yang Ning is different from the successive generations of the Martial Arts Sect, in order to sharpen his mind and stimulate his potential, the tantric mental method he has been practicing since he was a child has made him understand what it means to be restrained, but he is limited by the sect and martial arts cultivation, and he only has some understanding of this secret, and he can't use it freely at all.

However, the fight with the master of the colorless nunnery put Yang Ning at an absolute disadvantage for the first time in his life, and his martial arts were all suppressed, and he was shrouded in death threats at all times. It didn't do it deliberately, but subconsciously converged all the true yuan, this sword didn't have any tricks, just with the fastest speed, the strongest strength, across the shortest distance, without the consumption of true qi and the resistance that arose from it, coupled with the introverted true yuan that was almost turtle breath, Yang Ning's sword stabbed silently into the back of the heart of the colorless nunnery master at an unprecedented speed. It wasn't until the moment before Chunjun pierced into the body of the Colorless Nunnery Master that the furious true qi that was ready to be launched suddenly unleashed, but at this time, the Colorless Nunnery Master, who had just sensed the threat, had no time to avoid the counterattack. In fact, even if the Colorless Nunnery Master found out a moment earlier, the situation would not have changed much, after all, she was attacking Ximen Rin with all her strength at that time, and she did not leave any strength left. After that, it was a short battle, and there was no time to think about it, Yang Ning completely relied on instinct to make the final life-and-death decision with the colorless nunnery master, and finally cut off all the vitality of this woman at the most negligent and vulnerable moment of the colorless nunnery master.

Even at that moment, Yang Ning did not have the slightest remorse, for him, this was just a life-and-death duel, although two fights and one was a little embarrassing for him, but against a senior like the master of the colorless nunnery, who was above him in terms of martial arts and identity, this was already a fair duel, and Yang Ning did not have too much emotion in this regard. After being forced into the quagmire of internal struggle, Yang Ning knew very well what the result would be, he knew the injury of the Colorless Nunnery Master, and he also knew that the Colorless Nunnery Master's best choice was to die with him, but this was really a matter of course for him, so although he tried his best to resist, he was not moved at all. However, the colorless nunnery master took the initiative to let go when he had an absolute advantage, avoiding the end of the jade being burned.

Looking at the sword and knowing people, Yang Ning knows very well what kind of person the owner of the colorless nunnery is, such a person will never give up the opportunity for revenge because he wants to survive, and the only purpose of letting go of himself is that the master of the colorless nunnery does not want to kill him. Knowing this, Yang Ning also thought of that palm, if the Colorless Nunnery Master added another point to his internal strength at that time, he would definitely not be seriously injured, how could it be possible to achieve the current results, not to mention that the Colorless Nunnery Master could kill him with a sword and then calmly deal with Ximen Rin's sneak attack, after thinking through the whole thing, Yang Ning was horrified to find that he might have made the biggest mistake in his life.

Forcing himself to calm down, Yang Ning had never felt so flustered, revenge was something he had never thought about, and in a trance, he blurted out: "I used "Water Moon Shadow", this is a method of unloading force, the seniors are merciful, and they have never used all their strength, so that the younger generations can get away with it." ”

The master of the colorless nunnery said with some surprise in his tone: "Looking back now, I didn't feel that you had the power to resist when I went down with that palm, and it was really a little abnormal, but your sect's mental method, avoiding the real is imaginary, and bullying the weak with the strong, I haven't heard of such a mental method that only guards and does not attack?"

Yang Ning replied respectfully: "This mental method was created by Shizun, and the disciple also used it for the first time. ”

The master of the colorless nunnery smiled: "I see, fortunately, this mental method is newly created, otherwise the poor nun will find out that it is wrong, but you used it this time, if you let others know, I am afraid it will not work if you meet a master again, so you have to be careful next time." ”

Hearing the kind and indifferent words of the owner of the colorless nunnery, thinking that it was obviously his own hands that he put him to death, but he couldn't hear any anger or complaint in his tone, Yang Ning only felt full of shame, lifted his green shirt, knelt down on one knee and said: "The seniors showed mercy to the disciples, and it was the disciples who took revenge and killed the seniors. ”

The owner of the colorless nunnery was slightly stunned, and immediately understood, knowing that this young man was too strong, so he would be angry, in fact, she had long since stopped taking this matter to heart, for her, no matter what the reason, it was already a fact that she lost her hand, and she did not have the habit of finding excuses to comfort herself, not to mention that in her opinion, Yang Ning did not do anything wrong, she had long regarded life and death as an eternity, and even disdained such a natural move as pulling the enemy back, how could she be angry and blame a young man with a heart like a light wind and a moon.

With the intention of liberation in his heart, the owner of the colorless nunnery smiled coldly and said sharply: "Nonsense, what kind of favor will be revenged, why don't you know, before this battle, poor nuns and you made it clear that this is to take your life, and show mercy to your subordinates when trying to recruit, that is a matter of course, poor nuns ignore their identity, bully the small, and shoot at you, if you have to be careful, leave no room for anything, just afraid of laughing at the world, if you take such a small thing as a favor, it is too easy to deceive." After the trial, more than 100 rounds of fighting, Poor Ni consciously did not leave his hand within the scope of the promise, you can support it, it is by your own ability, hum, the key to swordsmanship, first of all, it is sincere and unremitting, or do not shoot, if you shoot you have to go all out, if Poor Ni keeps his hand, he is not worthy of the sword, if it is not for your swordsmanship foundation is good, he would have died a hundred times a thousand times, where is the life and Ximen Rin to join forces to deal with Poor Ni. ”

Hearing the word "Ximen Rin", the anger in Yang Ning's heart suddenly ignited, although there was no expression on his face, but his eyes were already blazing. The master of the colorless nunnery saw it in his eyes, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, and then he said coldly: "Don't blame your uncle, it is the right thing for him to join forces with you, no matter the internal force swordsmanship, you have no chance of winning, looking at his attainments, I am afraid it is not a descendant, if you don't join forces, how can there be a fair fight with the poor nun." You and I are playing against the three of you, Poor Ni feels that he has gone all out, Zijing, you can not die, this is based on your own ability, and it has nothing to do with Poor Ni. As for him using you as bait to frame his fellow disciples, although his actions are despicable, it may not be a good plan, if not, it is your uncle and nephew who combine their swords, and what can they do to me. Regardless of his temperament, if he hadn't attacked from behind, how could the poor nun have only given you a slap instead of a sword to cut your throat and kill you, so you still owe him a life-saving grace. Hmph, the reason why the poor nun abandoned his sword and used his palm was not because he wanted to show mercy to your subordinates, but because he hated such a despicable villain, and didn't want him to get his wish fulfilled, and wanted him to die in front of you. As long as the poor nun takes his life, he will come back and kill you again, presumably at that time you will see the head of the enemy who framed you in a different place, even if you die under the sword of the poor nun, you will die without regrets. Even if the poor nun stands in your position, since you are fortunate to have preserved your combat strength, you will also fight and never wait to be killed, don't you have to wait until the poor nun turns to kill you, and then you will regret it?"

Hearing the cold refutation of the owner of the colorless hermitage, Yang Ning's thoughts surged, although the master of the colorless nunnery was reasonable, but he could feel that he only believed in his own intuition, no matter what the reason, the master of the colorless nunnery abandoned the sword with his palm, and his subordinates showed mercy This is a fact, but he is ignorant, he only remembers the decisive battle, the victory or the defeat, life and death, and he didn't think about the opponent's intentions at all, now that he thinks about it, how powerful that sword is, forcibly collecting the sword will definitely be counterattacked by the sword qi, if not, he may not get such a good opportunity to kill, right? He made such a big mistake, but the colorless nunnery owner who suffered from it not only did not blame himself for this, but faintly excused himself, thinking of this, Yang Ning only felt a pain in his heart, and stepped forward on his knees, and wanted to apologize. It's just that he just bent down, but he was stopped by the master of the colorless nunnery.

The sword eyebrows were upside down, and the colorless nunnery master had a severe frost on his face, and said coldly: " What are you doing, nonsense, the two of you join forces, since the poor nun has no objection, you should be prepared, the poor nun missed a palm, so that you have the combat power, when chasing and killing Ximen Rin, although the poor nun is a little lax, but he thinks that he is not deaf and dumb, you have the ability to kill the true qi introverted, and chose the right time to shoot, this is your ability, neither a sneak attack plot, nor a conspiracy, the poor Ni is too high, so that he is defeated, this battle is a life and death decision, the poor Ni does not know your ********. Zijing, poor nun asks you, if things were to start all over again, would you stab that sword?"

Yang Ning pondered for a moment, and then slowly stood up, although there was still a faint pain of guilt between his eyebrows, but his eyes had returned to his previous indifferent expression, looking at the expectant gaze of the colorless nunnery, he said slowly: "If you start from the beginning, the disciple of the sword still has to shoot, the battle is not over, the victory and defeat are not clear, how can you stop, since you have made a move, you have to go all out, how can you show mercy to the enemy." ”

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was in an uproar, in fact, most of the people in the battle situation were in the clouds, only from the conversation between the two of them knew a little clue, the colorless nunnery master abandoned the sword with a palm, they were all heard and witnessed, now think about it, no matter whether that palm is fully used, the colorless nunnery master is merciful, thinking about it this way, Yang Ning's last sword is really a favor and revenge, but when he saw him bow down and ask for sin, and he was afraid of his martial arts temper, so he never made a sarcastic remark, at this moment when he heard Yang Ning's categorical reply, he couldn't help but feel disdainful, and some of the bold ones had begun to mumble and abuse。

The master of the colorless nunnery looked pleased, stretched his sword eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Okay, good, if you say that you won't stab that sword, you will be very disappointed in the poor nunnery, so that you can know that if you don't make a move with that sword, the poor nun will definitely turn around and kill you after killing Ximen Rin." Don't say that the poor nun will never go back on his word and let your life go, even if the poor nun really intends to let you go, so what? Are you willing to leave your life and death in the hands of others? If life and death are involuntary, it is better to die cleanly, if you really feel that you are wrong, the poor nun will kill you immediately, desperately trigger the injury, and die immediately, and there is no complaint. If it harmed the life of the poor nun, but made the poor nun feel deep pity, Zijing, who was willing to give up the plan to die together, was actually a cowardly man who did not take responsibility, even if he exhausted the water of the three rivers, how could he wash away the shame on his face. Finally, you haven't gotten home in a daze, and you know what a sword is without regrets!"

"The sword is out of the way. Yang Ning muttered, his expression between his eyebrows was light, and there was no longer any residual confusion, and when he heard the small words around him, he couldn't help frowning, and looked around coldly.

The master of the colorless nunnery said with satisfaction: "It is the sword that does not regret, the poor nun has practiced the sword for many years, and deeply feels that these four words are not only the true meaning of swordsmanship, but also the criterion for people, the poor nun will not regret the sword to you for his own selfish thoughts, why should you regret the sword to the poor nun in the decisive battle of life and death? If the poor nun really shows mercy to your men, it is the fault of the poor nuny, and you should die if you make a mistake, what is your crime? If the poor nun does not show mercy to his subordinates, what is your crime in winning openly?"

Yang Ning savored the lessons of the colorless nunnery master, and only felt that his heart had become clear, and he only felt that these words seemed to have been engraved on his heart for a long time, but the handwriting had been annihilated in the past, but now because of the colorless nunnery master, it became clear again. No matter what you do, if you have a clear conscience, even if there are tens of millions of people, you don't have to regret it, you can't regret it. Isn't this the truth of "no regrets when the sword comes out"?

Yang Ning, the owner of the colorless nunnery, stretched his eyebrows, and couldn't help but smile slightly, knowing that he had untied the knot in this young man's heart, what an arrogant person she was, at this time, she naturally refused to mention that she had already planned to let Yang Ning go, lest Yang Ning be angry, and now that the goal has been achieved, she changed the topic and asked with a smile: " Zijing's swordsmanship can be said to have entered the room, but I don't know who taught you that sword style, don't tell the poor nun that you are buying and selling, if you have such a ability, the poor nun years of hard work to create the swordsmanship in a moment, then the poor nun will really be ashamed. ”

Yang Ning looked startled, and snorted for a moment, but he still couldn't speak, but the master of the colorless nunnery had already understood, and said lightly: "I see, presumably Yan'er is also not at ease, lest Zijing meet the poor nun in the future, and the poor nun does not know the truth and accidentally hurts you, so this sword style is passed on to you." With your cleverness, you can naturally comprehend a little bit of sword intent, so that if you fight with the poor nun, you will have some preparations in advance, and if the poor nun sees you perform the sword form you have comprehended, maybe he will also show mercy to your subordinates. It's a pity that Yan'er's intentions are in vain, and the poor nun is stubborn, since he wants to kill you, although he finds out about you and Yan'er, it is not as I know, and he will not let you go. Poor Ni is so stubborn, I'm afraid Yan'er wouldn't have thought that if you see her in the future, don't forget to tell her that it's none of her business, even if she didn't pass on your swordsmanship, today's ending will not be any different. ”

Yang Ning then remembered Ping Yanlai, thought of the woman who sent each other off when she parted that day, and thought of the deep meaning of the woman's parting sword, but the sympathy between the two that transcended the relationship between friends and enemies was about to disappear because of what they did today.

Although the master of the colorless nunnery did not know much about the relationship between Yang Ning and Pingyan, Yang Ning's gloomy color also made her sigh secretly, and couldn't help but comfort: "Zijing, you don't have to feel sorry for Yan'er for the poor nun's matter, Yan'er has a cold temperament, and she won't take the grievances in this world to heart. ”

Yang Ning was slightly stunned, and said respectfully: "The seniors are relieved, Miss Ping and the juniors have a ten-year agreement, even if she blames the disciple for the senior's affairs, it doesn't matter, this battle is just a matter of time, if the disciple loses, Miss Ping can naturally take revenge, if Miss Ping loses, the disciple will consider one or two, and will not live up to the kindness of Miss Ping and the seniors to the disciple." ”

The master of the colorless nunnery bowed slightly: "If you can think like this, the poor nun will rest assured, if you encounter Yan'er one day and don't die immediately at her hands, just tell her that the book of "Cold Moon Spectrum" that the poor nun left with her has been transferred to you, this matter is very important, you have to remember." ”

Yang Ning looked dazed, but he had to agree repeatedly, he had already noticed that the dark color between the eyebrows of the master of the colorless nunnery was getting thicker and thicker, and he naturally didn't want her to be unreassured.

The colorless nunnery master sighed slightly, she knew in her heart that if she taught this young man's swordsmanship at this moment, then all kinds of actions of Fang Cai were in vain, although this young man did not regret it, but it was inevitable that he would be ashamed, and it would inevitably make this young man feel guilty, although the "Cold Moon Spectrum" was only a picture album, but the thirty-six picture scrolls in it were permeated with the sword intent of the lonely cold swordsmanship. This young man is fighting with himself today, and the sword sword intent of the Lone Han Sword Technique must have been engraved in his heart, and if he sees the "Cold Moon Spectrum" in the future, he will definitely be able to comprehend the true meaning of the Lone Han Swordsmanship. With the young man's enlightened temperament, he can naturally strive for excellence, and his own swordsmanship can be regarded as a successor.

Feeling that his heart was getting weaker and weaker, the master of the colorless nunnery was stunned, and his heart was reluctant, his eyes turned and fell on the Chunjun on the floating platform, and he said lightly: "Although Chunjun is the famous sword of the king of Yue, it is not in line with your temperament, so don't use it." This Ning Qing was given by an old man of the poor nuns, who was a strange man in the world and a generation of heroes, who had saved his life several times, but the poor nuns had no choice but to cut off his robe and break off his righteousness, and even put him to death with his own hands, which can be regarded as extremely ungrateful. Twenty-five years to see the sword thinking people, although the poor Ni has never regretted it, every time I think of it, but it is also heartache, the poor Ni is seriously injured today, I really don't want to see this sword again, so as not to add more demons, see you in the swordsmanship is extraordinary, just give this sword to each other, Zijing smiled Na Ke also, no need to refuse. ”

Yang Ning wanted to refuse, but when he saw the dark and godless eyes of the colorless nunnery master, he only felt sadness from his heart, took Ning Qing with both hands, and bowed down again: "The disciple thanked the predecessor for giving the sword, and from then on, the disciple will definitely practice the sword technique and swear to live up to the high expectations of the senior." ”

The master of the colorless nunnery smiled happily, and reached out to untie a sword bag from the inside of his arm, this sword bag was made of the fur of some strange beasts, the whole body was snow-white, flawless, thin and soft, but it was stronger than the golden stone, and the Ning Qing Sword could accommodate it, and it would not break out. There are four ribbons on the back of this sword bag, which can be tied to the arm on weekdays, although the Ning Qing sword can cut gold and jade, but the sword body is flexible and thin, and it will not affect the straightening of the arm.

Handing the sword bag to Yang Ning's hand, the master of the colorless nunnery only felt that he was in trouble, and he couldn't help but think of returning the order, but the things he had dreamed of were no longer in his heart at the moment, but he just smiled. It was not until this moment that she realized that in fact, the Green Lake is not hidden in the depths of the clouds, it has been engraved in the depths of her heart, and the place where the bones are buried only needs to be green mountains and clear waters, so why bother whether to return to the Green Lake, this place of peace is my hometown. Thinking of this, I felt suddenly enlightened, and suddenly there was no more concern in my heart, with a clear roar, the colorless nunnery master jumped up, and in an instant, he had climbed to the top of Chibi Peak, and the gray shadow flashed and disappeared without a trace.

Yang Ning held the Ning Qing and the sword bag in his hand, raised his head in a daze, but he could no longer see the lonely and arrogant Lingyun, the lonely figure of the world, only felt that his heart was empty, and when he was at a loss, there was a sad sound behind the cloud cliff, tactfully and lowly, endlessly, like a wisp, like a cry, whimpering and crying, which made people smell the heartbreak, but strangely, although he didn't understand the rhythm, Yang Ning could feel that the sad and inexplicable Xiao sound, there was still a trace of tiredness, a trace of peace, after listening to it for a long time, it actually made people feel at ease, and they couldn't wait to fall asleep with the person who blew xiao。

Yang Ning listened to Xiao Yin carefully, only felt as if he saw the colorless nunnery master was teaching earnestly in front of him, and unconsciously, two lines of tears had rolled down his cheeks, this time, he even forgot to cover it up, let the tears drip down, although the knot in his heart has been resolved, but he is not a stubborn stupid person, naturally he knows that although the colorless nunnery master really wants to kill himself, but he also really intends to let himself go, otherwise he will not give up the plan to die together at the last moment. Obviously, she killed the life of the owner of the colorless nunnery, but she tried her best to explain it afterwards, not letting herself regret and feel guilty, such a love is heavy, even in her mother, Shizun has never experienced it, but such a person died under her own sword. Although he was eager to follow the sound of the flute, Yang Ning's footsteps were nailed to the floating platform and never moved for half a minute. He knew in his heart that a person like the Colorless Nunnery, even if he was facing death, would not be like ordinary people, longing for the comfort and companionship of others, and at this moment she must have to find a secluded place by herself while she still had the strength to spare, as a place of eternal rest, she would not allow anyone to see her weak appearance on the verge of death, so he forcibly restrained his desire to follow. Just listening to the fading flute sound, although in the ears of ordinary people, the sound of the flute is always the same, but Yang Ning can feel the subtle differences, but the colorless nunnery master's internal force is pure, so that the sound of the flute is condensed but not dispersed, even if it is separated by ten miles of mountains, the sound of the flute is still the same. But no matter how long a flute sound is, it will eventually come to an end, and within a moment, Yang Ning only heard the flowing water and the river wind whimpering in his ears, and he could no longer hear the touching wisp of flute sound.

Qingping stood in the crowd, her bright eyes were full of sadness, staring at Yang Ning's lonely back, eager to come to him immediately and hug him with both arms. Unlike Yang Ning, she was not immersed in the scene, she didn't know how much affection the Colorless Nunnery Master had left, she only saw the Colorless Nunnery Master hurting the killer, she only saw Yang Ning in danger repeatedly, so she didn't know the guilt in Yang Ning's heart very well. But even if she understands, she won't change her mind, it's her, and that sword can't help but stab, she never feels that Yang Ning has done anything wrong, so she wants to persuade and comfort Yang Ning, but she can't move at all. It's not because Yi Buping clicked her acupoint, and Yi Buping unlocked her acupoint after Yang Ning was safe, but because of the great changes in the current situation, she had to endure it, although the situation was not yet clear, but Ximen Rin's means made her feel uneasy, and at this time, Yang Ning who could help each other was the only one who was isolated. What's more, she knows too well that some pain can only be faced alone, even if it is the closest person, she can only watch from the sidelines.

On the riverbank, Yan Zishuang looked miserable, looking at the direction of the colorless nunnery master's departure, no matter what, she never thought that there would be such an ending, at a loss, Mingyue's slightly regretful voice came from her ears: "What a song "Requiem", Ping Yuehan is really a strange woman in the world, even if she dies, she will not be ordinary." ”

At the same time, far away in Yueyang's Baling County Shoufu, sandalwood curls on the terrace, Pingyan opened his eyes, felt that the true qi flowed freely in the meridians, couldn't help but smile slightly, picked up the bamboo flute placed beside him, and played it with his mouth, the flute sound was tactful and low, it was the favorite "Requiem" of the life of the owner of the colorless nunnery, Pingyan was indifferent, and loved the sad but not sad artistic conception of this song, so although this song was ominous, it was also occasionally played. It's just that for some reason, today's blow a small section, but I suddenly felt pain in my heart, and I couldn't help but stop, frowning slightly, giving birth to an uneasy premonition.

Yang Ning raised his sleeve to wipe away the tears, calmly tied the sword bag to his arm, and then put the Ning Qing sword into the sword bag, and did not lean over, and he already held the Chunjun sword in his hand. Turning to look at Fang Cai, when he was talking to the master of the colorless nunnery, he had quietly climbed up from the water and boarded Ximen Rin, who came to meet the Youji fast boat, Ximen Rin's face was as pale as paper, but his eyes were full of energy, and it was obvious that most of his internal strength had recovered. Yang Ning's eyes looked at Ximen Rin fixedly, and the two eyes were piercing and cold, like a sword out of the sheath, extremely sharp. Ximen Rin looked calm, he didn't feel a trace of guilt, he just calmly met Yang Ning's gaze, and there was a smile on his lips, as if the previous thing had not happened.

Seeing this, Yang Ning's expression changed slightly, and he said coldly: "Do you have anything to explain to me?"

Ximen Rin shook his head with a smile, and said indifferently: "The teachings given to you by the master of the colorless nunnery, have you forgotten it so quickly, the so-called sword does not regret it, since I have done such a thing, I will not have the slightest regret." ”

Yang Ning only felt that his heart was like a twist, and the pure Jun sword in his hand was raised, and he said coldly: "Okay, the sword has no regrets, I remember, then I will definitely not regret killing you at this moment." ”

A trace of guilt flashed in the depths of Ximen Rin's eyes, but there was no change in the expression on his face, he just stood with his hands in his hands, and said loudly: "Then let this seat see Zijing's ability." ”

The four eyes of the two collided in the air, stirring up countless sparks, and in an instant, they were already tense, and the uncle and nephew, who had originally joined forces to save each other, became strong enemies in an instant.