The middle-aged Xuanfu official retreated with a chill in his heart, before the Lushan Alliance, the hostess in the palace had already controlled some things in Changling to the point where she covered the sky with one hand, and now it was just this little thing, which was enough to make him soberly realize that in the future, her control over Changling cultivators would be even stricter.

"Let General Liang in. ”

The palace beauty snorted softly at the retired middle-aged Xuanfu official.

The sound of steady footsteps sounded in the silent courtyard, and an unspeakable killing aura poured into the study, and the military boots crossed the vermilion threshold, and Liang Lian appeared in front of the palace beauty.

Without any salutation, Liang Lian slowly raised his head when he walked into this study, his face was as cold as water.

"You probably find it very unpleasant. ”

The indifference on the face of the beauty in the palace quickly turned into indifference, her gaze crossed Liang Lian's straight sword-like body, and looked at the blue sky through the window lattice: "On weekdays, the queen mother sees you in person, and today I will see you, and I will wait for me, but I can tell you, if you can't come up with some satisfactory explanations, I will always see you in the future." ”

Liang remembered the perfect face of the queen in the harem, and a self-deprecating smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "When is she going to drive me out of Changling?"

The beauty in the palace withdrew her gaze, fell on him, and said, "The Minshan Sword Meeting is over." ”

As soon as the Lushan Alliance ended, she really lost her patience. ”

Liang Lian shook his head, then said nothing more and turned to leave.

The face of the beauty in the palace did not change in the slightest, but quietly added: "The Minshan Sword Meeting will be held in advance to ten days later." ”

Liang Lianzheng stepped over the threshold of vermilion lacquer, and when he heard her words, his brows furrowed suddenly, and one of his raised feet paused slightly in the air.

"The Minshan Sword Sect will open in ten days. ”

The middle-aged Xuanfu official who had left the study room before Liang Lian had already boarded a black carriage waiting for him at this time, and while lowering the curtain, he whispered this to a young official standing respectfully beside the car.

The morning breeze was still cool, but the surroundings of Zhoujiamo Garden, which should have been quiet, were tinkling. It's very lively.

Around a demolished high wall, at least five or six groups of craftsmen were busy, and the residents who used to live in Wutongluo were carrying things into the garden, and some clothes that had been kept at the bottom of the box for many years only now saw the sun, and they were everywhere in the garden. Many neighbors are happy around the house they have chosen, but they are also frowning and discussing, what else to add, whether there is no stove in such a delicate house, and whether the quilted bedding that is full of patches is piled up on the carved bed is too shabby and mismatched.

Some of the neighbors in the nearby streets and alleys rushed to see the excitement, admiring how the high court of the ink garden was deeply inaccessible, and at the same time kindly reminded where the nearest market was. Where are the wells and ponds that can be used to wash vegetables and rice recently......

"Zhou Jiamo Garden was so cold back then, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a sword cultivation academy, this wine shop boy has only moved here for a few days, but he insists on turning this place into a bazaar, which is really a big joke. ”

In the elegant room on the second floor of a teahouse not far away, a middle-aged man in plain clothes sneered slightly: "Probably Zheng Sleeve would never have imagined that this wine shop boy would use this kind of play to express his dissatisfaction." ”

"So the Minshan Sword Sect will open the mountain in ten days?" a man in black beside him smiled coldly, "If it's just to respond to the dissatisfaction of this wine shop boy and not let this wine shop boy have enough time to prepare, then it will be a joke for everyone." ”

The man in black had a handsome face. He looks extremely young, but there is a hint of white in his eyebrows, and there is no terrible aura on his body, but it just makes people feel a strong smell of danger.

The middle-aged man in plain clothes turned his head to look at the man in black. "It's predictable... Before the Lushan Alliance, the gate valve who did not make her unhappy could still ask for peace in Changling, but she and Yuan Wu did what they wanted to do before and after the Lushan Alliance, and in the future, it was not just a question of whether to make her unhappy. It's a matter of which people she chooses are the pillars of the future Great Qin, and which ones must be eliminated. ”

The man in black sneered and said, "So this is a joke that Zheng Sleeve deliberately played with me towards everyone. She just wanted to see who was not convinced. The Lushan Alliance is the strongest in the world in the Yuanwu War, but this Minshan Sword Association is that she wants to completely sort out the internal affairs of my court. ”

The middle-aged man in plain clothes sighed with emotion: "The eyes of this wine shop boy are bright, and he uses this method to express his dissatisfaction with her, but no matter what, even if we don't interfere, just what Li Lingjun and the queen mean, he can't go far in the Minshan Sword Club, let alone enter the final top three." ”

"Since Zheng Sleeve made such a joke, then let's have a good time. ”

The man in black looked at the black and white brilliance of the ink garden, and said lightly: "I bet that this young man can enter the final top three." ”

......

Ling Minshan Sword will suddenly advance, this does not mean that the Qi of Empress Daqin is narrow, or the Qi of the palace maid who works for her is small, and a wine shop boy is angry, but it represents a kind of wantonness, or a kind of domineering.

In the twelfth year of the Great Qin Yuanwu, the season of late spring and early summer after the end of the Lushan Alliance, the Great Qin Dynasty, which had been obscure for many years, had already sat firmly on the throne and the queen of the throne with the momentum of those who obeyed me and those who rebelled against me, and finally showed their domineering again.

In the small courtyard where the ancestor of the Zhou family lived originally, Ding Ning looked at Wang Taixu, whose face had become completely ruddy, frowned and asked, "Is the news true?"

Wang Taixu glanced at him and said, "It's more solid than a solid stone." ”

After Ding Ning was silent for a moment, he said, "Help me prepare the carriage, I will go back to the Aries Cave immediately." ”

"What are you going to do?"

When Wang Taixu left, the figure of the eldest grandson Qianxue appeared behind Ding Ning, and there was a rare unspeakable solemnity in her cold voice.

"Dozens of days have turned into ten days, and according to normal means, you will definitely not have time to upgrade your cultivation from the middle grade of the Three Realms to the top grade of the Three Realms. Since Zheng Sleeve has clearly expressed such a meaning, if you are not at the top of the Three Realms, it should be difficult for you to win from the Minshan Sword Society. If you can't win, you won't be able to enter the Minshan Sword Sect to practice the decision you want, and you'll die quickly. ”

"But if you use extraordinary means to raise your cultivation to the top grade of the Three Realms in this short period of time... I'm afraid your secrets will be exposed, and you'll die when the time comes. ”

"Either way, it seems like a dead end, I don't understand, so I'm wondering what the hell are you going to do when you go to the Aries Cave?"

The eldest grandson Qianxue's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he looked at the calm Ding Ning and asked.

"I'm not going to expose the Nine Dead Silkworms. ”

"It's not a dead end without any chances... Because everyone thought that I was cultivating an ordinary spiritual source avenue true solution, but in fact, what I got from the Aries Cave Sutra Scroll Cave at the beginning was to cut off the three corpses without my natal element nerves. ”

......

The carriage driven by Zhang Yi began to gallop towards the White Aries Cave.

"Little Junior Brother ......"

The wind ruffled Zhang Yi's hair and his heart, so that he made another mistake and called out the little junior brother he was used to.

"Nothing. ”

Ding Ning, who had his eyes slightly closed in the carriage, raised his head slightly, thought for a while, and said: "The cave master's health is not very good, think about it in another way, it is a good thing that the Minshan Sword Club is in advance." ”

Zhang Yi was stunned, and suddenly felt that something was blocked in his throat, and he was a little speechless for a while, and after a while, he nodded and said softly: "How much confidence do you have?"

"Seventy percent. Ding Ning thought about it seriously and said.

"Seventy?" Zhang Yi cried out in shock.

Because he could hear that Ding Ning was not joking, he was really shocked, only he, Shen Yi, and Xue Wangxu always knew that what Ding Ning wanted to do was not to enter the final top ten or top three in the Minshan Sword Club, but to win the championship!

Ding Ning nodded calmly, and said softly like self-deprecation: "I have already gambled my life, and I can't get seventy percent certainty, so it's too weak......

......

After a brief conversation with an uncle, Zhang Yi and Ding Ning flew up along the mountain road, Zhang Yi's figure stopped outside the scripture scroll cave, while Ding Ning continued to go up, and finally swept into front of the grass house between the gorges.

As in the past, Ding Ning sat down on the futon in one of the grass houses, then calmly closed his eyes, and almost instantly entered the state of meditation and vipassana.

However, unlike the practice on weekdays, the moment he started practicing this time, the aura on Ding Ning's body became violent.

Countless silkworm sounds sounded in his body, and these silkworm sounds gave people the feeling that countless silkworms who had been hungry for a long time were all working hard under him, tearing fresh mulberry leaves with all their strength and swallowing them into their stomachs.

A pale glow emanated from beneath him.

There was a cracking sound of "poof", and the futon woven with some kind of spiritual grass was instantly torn into countless debris.

The aura that was originally slowly released also turned into a violent torrent at this moment, pouring into his body at an alarming speed.

At the same time, his clenched right hand became transparent, and countless stars shone out.

All five of his fingers were slowly stretched open by a strange force.

The originally pure white human Wang Yubi was suspended in the palm of his hand, and countless lines formed by starlight flew around his body, like an independent small world.

Ding Ning's body shook slightly, and there were five continuous soft sounds in his body, as if five pairs of shackles had been opened, and the breath outside his body was violent again!

His face became a sickly red, and then wisps of colorful light kept coming out of his skin, becoming more and more intense, as if it was burning outside of him! (To be continued......