Ye Jiannan didn't know what it meant that Yutai Guanjian had already arrived at the Ink Garden early, but he wanted to officially enter the Ink Garden after sunrise.

However, Ding Ning knew.

When he first knew that the sword was coming, he bathed and changed his clothes, changed into a clean new clothes, and then quietly waited for the sunrise.

The reason why it is so solemn is because this big event is bigger for him than anyone else.

It means his new life.

From the first day he started his cultivation in Changling City, he had to obtain the Continuation Heaven Divine Recipe of the Minshan Sword Sect, otherwise it would be meaningless, and all that awaited him was death.

The Continuation of the Heavenly Divine Technique is the highest mastery of the Minshan Sword Sect, and it is a symbol of the entire sect, with a certain sacred meaning, such an exercise is given to a certain disciple to learn, how can it be sneaky like a rat crossing the street in the dark when the light is not clear?

"You already know why I'm here?"

Shantai Guanjian, who slowly walked into the garden, looked at Ding Ning, who was waiting for him cleanly, first returned the salute to Ding Ning, and then asked gently.

Ding Ning nodded, and asked softly with some melancholy: "Wang Taixu has already left?"

Tantai Guanjian looked at him, and his eyes once again showed some undisguised appreciation, and said, "He has set off for Yan." ”

Ding Ning regained his composure in an instant, looked up at him, and said softly: "It's not that you want to go to the Minshan Sword Sect Sword Tower, how can you directly bring it here?"

"The Minshan Sword Sect only pays attention to the rules, but not the subsections. To be able to make a great lord like Changling obey you, we are all amazed at your ability. Zhantai Guanjian looked at him and said, "I thought that a difficult thing could be solved so easily in your hands, but thinking that you don't have much time, the sect master still decided to let me bring this scripture here directly." ”

Ding Ning stopped talking.

He bowed his head and stood respectfully, although he did not have any superfluous etiquette, but he waited for the transmission of the sword with the most solemn appearance.

Inner respect is more important than rituals.

Tantai Guanjian became more and more satisfied with Ding Ning.

He didn't speak anymore, just took out a cyan jade box from his sleeve, held it with both hands, and handed it to Ding Ning.

Ding Ning caught it with both hands, even if the jade box was very small, just like the kind of rectangular box with precious folding fans in Changling City, it didn't have much weight, but his hands still trembled uncontrollably.

"If you're done, give it to Uncle Shao outside the door. ”

Looking at Ding Ning's trembling hands, thinking that this was a normal reaction to be excited, he patted Ding Ning's shoulder, and then gently continued: "This exercise is really difficult to comprehend, so you have to hurry up." ”

After a pause, Tantai Guanjian looked at Ding Ning's eyes again and said, "If you have anything difficult to do, you can tell me, and I will help you do it." ”

The corners of Ding Ning's mouth showed an indescribable wry smile, he thought for a while, and said, "Ensure the safety of Wang Taixu and my uncle Li Daoji, and... Ensure that the old man is buried in a beautiful manner. ”

Listening to Ding Ning's request, Tantai Guanjian nodded and said in a harmonious voice: "You don't have to worry about these things, you just need to practice with peace of mind." ”

Ding Ning bowed.

Tantai Guanjian looked at Ding Ning, his eyes were full of anticipation, he had exactly the same opinion as Jing Liuli and the others, and he had a strong confidence that Ding Ning would be able to comprehend the Heavenly Divine Technique.

......

Unlike usual, when he watched the sword, the eldest grandson Qianxue did not appear behind him like a ubiquitous shadow.

Ding Ning knew that this was because the eldest grandson Qianxue was too arrogant and stubborn.

Many years ago, that person never got the opportunity to enter the Minshan Sword Sect, and he was never able to make up for some of his shortcomings in cultivation, although the eldest grandson Qianxue never showed any meaning to Ding Ning in this regard, but Ding Ning knew very well that in her heart she could never forgive Baili Suxue.

Because in her opinion, that person couldn't get the Continuation of the Heavenly Divine Technique, which was also one of the important reasons why Xiuwei was shackled to enter the realm and finally died in Changling.

Although she can't forgive that person either.

But that's what she loves and hates.

Therefore, she would not have come to see the Minshan Sword Sect's Continuation of Heaven Divine Technique at all, even if it was one of the most brilliant exercises in the world.

Ding Ning walked into his bedroom in the deepest courtyard.

The leaves of a loquat tree outside the window dispersed the morning sun into many small spots of light, this loquat tree was moved by Ding Ning from the garden outside this small courtyard a few days ago, although the time of the move was not right, but it was alive and well, full of fresh vitality, so that this small courtyard that exuded a deep chill everywhere before was completely alive.

Ding Ning looked at the cyan jade box placed on the purple-red tabletop and was silent for a long time.

Indeed, if that person had received this exercise many years ago, perhaps many things would not have happened at all.

He may go straight to the peak of the Eight Realms early, or even step into the Nine Realms.

The power of detachment will make Yuan Wu and many people give up their later ideas.

Yuan Wu will still become the emperor of the most powerful empire in the world, but he will still listen to some of that person's opinions as before.

The Bashan Sword Field will not disappear either, and will become more powerful.

Zheng Sleeve will not show a ruthless side, and will become the gentle wife of that person.

A lot of people don't die either.

On the Wei River, between the Bashan and Shu waters, when it rains at night, the small buildings in the bamboo forest will be full of laughter and leisurely singing.

There are also people who will stand at the head of the boat going down the river, drunk and trying to pick up the bright moon in the river.

This qiē and qiē may be different.

Is it really perfect?

Many people, that person will never be able to see through, many things, that person will never understand.

The cyan jade box lay quietly under the sparse spot of light, obviously not opened yet, but Ding Ning seemed to have seen two different lives.

Ding Ning's love gradually became absolutely calm.

He stretched out his hand and opened the cyan jade box with little effort.

There was no wind automatic, and his sleeves hunted.

Inside the cyan jade box was a thin blue book rolled up.

Each page seems to be woven with silk threads made of green jade, but green jade is obviously a hard and fragile thing, how to make silk thread, and it seems so soft, but people can still see that this is green jade, which is extraordinary.

Ding Ning took a deep breath, and even his hair flew up.

This thin green book exudes a vigorous vitality of heaven and earth on its own, like a fountain of endless flow.

His habit of cultivation is to start with the big picture first, to understand the big picture first, and the details are not difficult to scrutinize.

Therefore, he did not rush to comprehend where these heaven and earth vitality came from, and how many different traces of vitality flowed in the air with the invisible runes, but directly took out this thin green book and opened it.

There was a lot of transparent light on the cyan page, like the luster emitted by a drop of crystal water, but each transparent luster shape was a sword.

And not deliberately.

Ding Ning's perception was all indulged in the cyan pages and these transparent sheens for a moment.

It was as if he was standing in a jade world.

Outside of his body were a number of transparent long swords pointing in different directions, each taller than his body.

He began to look at each transparent sword, and slowly began to walk in the world of perception.

He walked through these levitating, transparent swords.

The transparent swords were motionless, but they began to grow larger and larger, extending endlessly in the direction they pointed.

The vast majority of transparent swords pierced the sky like a piercing sky, exuding an indescribable aura of solitude, and as the endless extension, these transparent swords seemed to completely pierce the sky, breaking through the boundaries of day and night.

The transparent swords began to glow, as if the space pierced by countless starlight passed, and it was as if these transparent swords themselves had become starlight.

Each transparent sword is a star in itself.

The aura on Ding Ning's body did not change at all.

Even the eldest grandson, Qianxue, who was in the same courtyard as him, didn't feel any change in his body.

However, on his skin, there are many silver spots of light in the real world.

Ding Ning raised his head in the world of perception.

He was infinitely sad and infinitely emotional, and even whispered to himself with a hint of sadness, "I see." ”R1058