Many years before the rise of Bashan Sword Field, Changling had many old powerful gates.

Some of these old magnates were relatives of the emperor, and their power in the court was intricate and deep-rooted, while others were powerful ministers who held the lifeblood of the dynasty. Not only in Changling, but also some of the counties of the Great Qin Dynasty were once under the control of these old magnates.

For a long time, the actual controller of the entire Great Qin Dynasty was not the emperor of the Great Qin Dynasty, but these old powerful gatekeepers.

These old magnates are keen to cultivate their own power, and their secret partners even have enemy nations, and they care more about their own interests than the interests of the entire dynasty. In their view, it was not the land that the royal family had given them, but their land and power that became the whole dynasty.

Because of the long pampering and condescension, and even the habit of not following the law and employing some dark methods, the ordinary people are only crops in the field for them, and after cutting wave after wave, no one really cares about the suffering of the people.

The rise of the Bashan Sword Field is because of a group of powerful swordsmen led by Wang Jingmeng, and when Wang Jingmeng and these swordsmen entered Changling and promoted the change, the first thing they targeted was these old powerful gates.

Therefore, the first battle of the Great Qin Dynasty was not a battle against Han Zhao Wei, but a battle with these old powerful lords.

Only the cultivators of the Bashan Sword Field who had experienced that period of time knew how many brutal battles had taken place and what price they had paid.

Every old magnate is like a dynasty.

The family of the black-shirted man standing on the mountain was once one of the true rulers of Changling.

When Wang Jingmeng walked into Changling for the first time, the man in black shirt had already become famous, and his power was already like black moonlight shrouding Changling City.

Many years later, when Ding Ning heard the name of the black-shirted man again, it was he who killed Wen Houling, a close confidant of Zheng Sleeve's side, and then Ding Ning understood that the black-shirted man's terrible was no longer limited to the power of the family, that is, even his cultivation was beyond his expectations.

It's just that Ding Ning doesn't understand, how can such a person stand on Zheng Sleeve's side?

Those very cold names back then were all issued by Zheng Sleeve and Yuan Wu, the leader of the old powerful gate lord, who had been secretly fighting with Zheng Sleeve for many years. Ding Ning never thought that he would be Zheng Sleeve's person.

So he didn't guess that Zheng Sleeve's hidden chess was here.

"Why?"

The eldest grandson, Qianxue, looked up at the black-shirted man slightly and asked coldly.

At this time, including the cultivator in the moon-white robe, there were only two more Grandmasters here, but she knew very well that the arrival of this black-shirted man meant the arrival of a terrible force, and it was impossible to escape easily.

"Why?"

The man in the black shirt looked at her quietly, repeated the three words she asked, and then pulled his hair together.

In his long black hair, there are many white hairs that are usually invisible.

"There are many reasons for this kind of problem, for example, if it weren't for the fact that those people in the Bashan Sword Field were too strong, Zheng Sleeve would not have been able to do that step no matter how ruthless he was. For example, if Wang Jingmeng is too strong, such a person is like a god, and compared to him, no matter how strong we are, it seems that it is only food in the mouth of the gods, and such a person should not exist in the world. He died, but he left behind a successor. And it seems that he has the same talent for swords, and I don't want to see another god come into being. ”

"But why?"

The man in black also raised his head, looking at the wind and snow in the sky in front of him, and an undisguised sad look appeared in his eyes, "You asked me why, and why are you? Is it for your Gongsun family, aren't you just because you want to avenge Wang Jingmeng?"

The eldest grandson Qianxue's brows couldn't help frowning, she couldn't fully understand what the other party meant, but she could clearly feel the sadness that emanated from his heart.

The man in black shirt didn't look at her, and continued to speak quietly, "Between you and Zheng Sleeve, Wang Jingmeng chose Zheng Sleeve and not you, but even so, you have to avenge him, not to mention the two people who really love each other, what reason do I have not to avenge her?"

Ding Ning and eldest grandson Qianxue were both stunned, and couldn't help but glance at each other.

The man in the black shirt continued sadly: "Whether it is the Gongsun family or my Xiao family, although Zheng Sleeve and Yuan Wu ordered to directly destroy the door by cruel means, but before that, when the merchants began to change the law, there was a Zhou family that was convicted for obstructing the change of the law. Several principals of the Zhou family were beheaded, their property was confiscated, and their families were sent to Zhushan County. A young lady of the Zhou family was so angry that she fell ill again on the way, and when I learned that I had rushed to pick her up, she had already died. ”

The eldest grandson Qianxue's face was slightly pale, and she finally heard the story clearly.

"I have this mountain in my house, and I have planted a lot of roses in the mountain, all of which are the colors she likes. I waited for the next year when the flowers bloomed to marry her, and lived with her in the mountain courtyard, but her favorite flower in the mountains was no longer there before it bloomed. ”

The black-shirted man slowly turned his head, looked in the direction of Changling with strong disgust, and then said: "When I lost her, the heart-wrenching pain must be understandable to you, Wang Tu's hegemony was meaningless to me at that time, in the final analysis, the family was intrigued, and there were not many good people, so they died." But she is kind and innocent. If it weren't for the Bashan Sword Field, if it weren't for Wang Jingmeng's suppression with a sword and the promotion of the merchants to change the law, how could she die in exile? I was not by her side when she died, how painful and helpless was she?"

"So if there are still enemies that must be killed, it should be the Bashan Sword Field first. ”

The man in the black shirt said slowly, "I follow my heart's desires, and nothing else. After so many years, who will remember a lot of the past of those years, even I was only called a night stalker, who will remember her as a person. But I remember. ”

Ding Ning had been silent for a long time, and when the black-shirted man finally finished speaking, he took a deep breath, and then said: "This kind of thing is not clear in itself, and you can only follow the most fiery emotions in your heart. ”

The man in the black shirt nodded.

He looked at Ding Ning condescendingly, and at this time the sadness in his pupils subsided, and all that shone in his pupils was the light of wisdom, strength, and confidence.

At this time, he is no longer a sentimental ordinary person who recalls the past, but a night owl who controls many old powerful forces, and the emperor in the dark.

He looked at Ding Ning's gaze, which was no different from the gaze of an emperor in the world.

"I admire you. ”

He said softly sincerely: "If it weren't for the fact that I spent more than ten years acting in so many scenes, so that the Bashan Sword Field trusted me a little, and thus learned some news about the eldest lady of the Gongsun family, otherwise even I would still not be able to find out where the Nine Dead Silkworms are, and it would be impossible to deduce that you would definitely appear here with her." ”

......

The wind and snow are thicker.

The fluctuation of the killing intent made the eldest grandson Qianxue unable to control the power fluctuations of the Nine Nether King Sword, and every time the vibration of the vitality fluctuated, the chill in the sky accumulated more intensively, and the falling snowflakes became bigger and bigger.

The gray-black wind and snow, and the pale lantern firelight, seemed to dye the whole world black and white.

Donghu Monk, who had been more silent than Ding Ning, also moved slightly, reaching out to stroke the snow above his head.

It's annoying to talk a lot.

Especially for a cultivator like him, having said so much, after all, it still depends on who can kill Ding Ning.

So he looked at the night owl and said, "Which of you can kill him?"

The appearance of people like the night owl means that more grandmasters have quietly arrived and surrounded this world.

But his words are taken for granted.

With him here, who can kill Ding Ning?

He is qualified to say such words.

However, when he said this, Sima Cuo's face was filled with some strange looks.

Then he said softly and seriously: "It's not just Demon Concubine Zhao who will drive the expedition in person. ”

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