In this way, under the leadership of Xiuxiu, Ding Chunqiu visited the entire valley.

This valley may seem small, but in fact it is a cave.

The further you go inside, the more space there is.

Ding Chunqiu has seen the naturally formed grotto, which is a place for Dugu to practice his skills.

also went to Jian Peak, although the name of Jian Peak is Jian Feng, but it does not have the appearance of towering into the clouds, but there is a waterfall flowing straight down.

It is estimated that this is where Yang Guo's one-armed man practiced swords a hundred years later.

At the same time, he also appeared a lot of sword marks left by Dugu when he was practicing swords in this place, and they were indeed the same as the sword marks in the sword valley before, but the sword intent in them was even more fierce and fierce, and he didn't dare to use his mental strength here.

In the end, Xiuxiu brought him into the sword room where Dugu sought defeat.

There, he saw the four divine swords that Yang Guo had seen a hundred years later.

Sharp swords, soft swords, heavy swords, wooden swords.

The sharp sword is nameless, the soft sword is called Ziwei, coupled with the bladeless heavy sword and the ordinary wooden sword, it seems that the martial arts road of Dugu seeking defeat is displayed in front of Ding Chunqiu's eyes.

In the past, I could only see a sense of excitement and enthusiasm from words and imagination, but now I look at this sword that describes Dugu's life of seeking defeat, and I have an indescribable sense of admiration in my heart.

There is no sword, it all represents an unusual experience, recording the unknown past of Dugu's defeat.

After leaving the sword room, Ding Chunqiu's whole person seemed silent.

He didn't know why, maybe it was some inexplicable reason.

In this way, three days passed in a hurry.

Ding Chunqiu also has a comprehensive understanding of this valley. At the same time, he is constantly thinking about how to pull Dugu to his side next.

However, Dugu didn't seem to want to give him this chance. Since that day we met. He never showed up again, as if he had left the place.

In this regard, Ding Chunqiu could only cry out in vain, and he couldn't think of any way, so he could only improvise and wait for a few days.

On this day, the bright moon hung high, like a small lamp, and the sky and earth were dim.

Ding Chunqiu sat cross-legged in front of a stone wall. With a gleam in his eyes, he watched the mottled sword marks on the stone wall.

According to Xiuxiu, this stone wall is something left by Dugu's own hands a few years ago.

It is said that this stone wall contains a kind of martial arts essence, if someone can understand the truth of the Tao, they can become the successor of Dugu to seek defeat.

However, this stone wall has been around for nearly ten years since Dugu was defeated, and although there are not many people who have come to watch, there are also a lot. It is said that those people who came are the descendants of some of Dugu's friends, although those people are not well-known in the rivers and lakes, but Ding Chunqiu can be sure that those people are definitely not ordinary people. Those who can talk to Dugu about defeat, if their descendants are general. I don't believe it when I say it, but none of these people can understand the true meaning of martial arts.

Yes, as time slowly passed, even Xiuxiu felt that this was a joke her grandfather made with everyone, and she didn't take it to heart.

So after taking Ding Chunqiu to see this stone wall once before, he also told Ding Chunqiu about this incident as an interesting matter.

Ding Chunqiu also glanced at it casually at that time, he could only feel an indestructible and fierce killing machine, and there was nothing else, so he didn't take it to heart.

But in the past few days, with the passage of time, he has not been able to find any better way to let Dugu seek defeat to help himself, so he was a little irritable in his heart, and unconsciously came to the front of this stone wall, and the ghost made the god sit down.

The stone wall is just ordinary rock, but it is slightly polished and looks relatively smooth.

The sword marks are extremely mottled and messy, and when you look at it with big eyes, it looks like a mess of silk threads, and you can't find the head or tail, giving people a dazzling impact feeling.

Now, Ding Chunqiu sat in front of the stone wall, reflecting the moonlight, carefully observing the sword mark.

At this moment, his brows were furrowed, his eyes seemed to have lost focus, and he watched quietly, with the sound of a mountain spring flowing in his ears, and a crescent moon hanging high in the sky above his head, sprinkling a misty silver glow.

I don't know how long, Ding Chunqiu raised his head and glanced at the crescent crescent moon, the crescent-like silver moon, hazy under the cover of clouds and mist, like a sword light across the sky, and like a sword rushing into the sky, let you cover the clouds and mist, but it is not moving like a mountain, the cold moonlight, there will be no stagnation, still bright.

At this moment, Ding Chunqiu was stunned, and an unprecedented light appeared in his eyes.

"I see!" Ding Chunqiu's heart suddenly became clear, and a surprised voice came out of his mouth.

"This chaotic sword mark is just a trick, the important thing is not these things, but how each sword mark is formed!" Ding Chunqiu's eyes were full of ecstasy and excitement, and when he looked at the chaotic sword marks, there was no sense of irritability in his eyes.

These sword marks are just a result, no matter how you look at it, it is impossible to comprehend Dugu's martial arts from this.

But there is a process for the formation of each sword mark, and these things are traceable.

According to the position, angle, and depth of the sword marks, it can be more or less reversed how the sword that left this sword mark was shot, at which angle it was shot, how much force was used, and what is the essence of the martial arts of this sword.

This is what Dugu wants to leave behind, not this sword mark.

After figuring out these things, Ding Chunqiu no longer had the slightest feeling that he couldn't get started.

As soon as his heart moved, the sword marks seemed to be alive, and a sword dancing figure suddenly appeared in his heart, one move and one style, and it was practiced in an instant.

With the truth of the sword mark imprint, Ding Chunqiu suddenly fell into a mysterious realm, as if he had an epiphany, and the surging sword qi instantly bloomed out from above his body.

Whoa......

One after another, the sword qi flowed freely, and the invisible sword qi bloomed in the sky like a storm. Surrounded by the magic of Ding Chunqiu. or strong, or feminine, or domineering, or fierce and instantaneous.

That's when it happened. Two slender figures slowly approached from a distance.

"Miss, slow down, watch the steps!"

The person who came was none other than Que Er and Xiuxiu.

Xiuxiu suffered from eye disease in both eyes since she was a child, and at the age of eight she could no longer see anything.

Over the years, I have been living in this barren valley with Dugu, and I have never been in contact with the life of the outside world.

Ding Chunqiu has been here in the past few days, and because he saved her before, Xiuxiu has become a lot more cheerful.

In the past few days, she has been taking Ding Chunqiu to visit or visit the valley. Whether it's a tour or a heart-to-heart talk, although Ding Chunqiu doesn't want to tell Xiuxiu about those things, Xiuxiu, whose heart is as simple as crystal, can more or less feel some disappointment and chagrin from Ding Chunqiu.

Ding Chunqiu didn't eat much at dinner today, Xiuxiu was worried that he would be hungry at night, so he made some pastries and called for birds to send to Ding Chunqiu.

But when she went, she found that Ding Chunqiu was not in the house.

So he told the finches to take them out and seek them.

WhewW......

At this moment, a strong wind instantly bloomed from above Ding Chunqiu's body, like a sword qi. Suddenly swept in all directions.

"Brother Ding, is that you?" Xiuxiu subconsciously called.

But now Ding Chunqiu was immersed in the realm of forgetting things and me, and he didn't sense Xiuxiu's call at all.

That finch looked at Ding Chunqiu's state at this moment, and was suddenly shocked in his heart, how could this be? Could it be that the sword mark brand left by the valley lord was real?

Thinking of this, an indescribable sense of anger suddenly arose in her heart.

"Que'er, isn't it Brother Ding?" At this moment, Xiuxiu asked again.

Hearing this, Que'er suddenly struck a stirring spirit and said, "Well, it's him!"

Immediately, she secretly said in her heart, whether you understand the sword mark brand or not, you can't really inherit the divine skill of the valley master, you are a despicable outsider, are you also worthy of learning the divine skill of the valley master? Only my finch is qualified to inherit this skill.

Thinking of this, there was a hint of resentment in the eyes of the bird, and she was about to speak, interrupting Ding Chunqiu's understanding.

Call......

At this moment, a touch of majesty drifted by, and the figure of Dugu suddenly appeared behind the two like ghosts.

"Don't speak!"

His voice was very light, but there was a gleam in his eyes, which fell on Ding Chunqiu's body.

When the finch heard this, she immediately turned her head, and the moment she saw the person coming, she immediately bowed down: "See ......"

Before the word 'valley master' was spoken, Dugu's eyes suddenly flashed with a gleam, and for a moment, the finch felt trembling, and the whole person stood on the spot, unable to say a word.

"Ah, is it you, grandpa?" At this moment, Xiuxiu suddenly spoke, turned around and touched Dugu for defeat.

At this moment, a gentle smile bloomed on Dugu's face, and he stretched out his hand to support Xiuxiu, and said, "Xiuxiu, don't talk now, your big brother Ding is participating in the sword mark left by his grandfather, if there is anything to talk about later, don't disturb him!"

Dugu's voice was very weak, and he caressed Xiuxiu's long dotingly.

Hearing this, Xiuxiu was taken aback, and subconsciously covered her mouth, looking like she was afraid of disturbing Ding Chunqiu.

Seeing this, Dugu smiled silently.

At this moment, he didn't notice that the finch with his head bowed had a look of resentment in his eyes.

Damn slut, how can you be favored by the valley lord when you are blind? Why am I not her granddaughter? Why should I take care of you as a blind man, I am so talented and intelligent?

Damn slut, damn old thing, you wait for me, and one day, I'll get back what I want.

And Ding Chunqiu, you damn bastard, you dare to destroy my good deeds, if it weren't for you, my goal has been achieved now, it's all your bad deeds, I won't spare you.

What kind of thing are you that deserve such magical skills?

This kind of magic is only worthy of my finch, you are an outsider, a lowly mongrel, what qualifications do you have to obtain divine skills.

Thinking of this, a gloomy thought suddenly appeared in her heart.

At this moment, a cold wind suddenly hit, and the finch rolled her eyes and counted on her heart. (To be continued......)

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