The old monk of Donghu can only admire.

He knew that Ding Ning would definitely become the greatest existence in the cultivator world, but only if he survived the siege of a thousand mountains.

"Actually, it's better to make a decision. ”

The long-silent Tantai Guanjian listened to the conversation between the old monk Donghu and Ding Ning, and did not dare to interrupt, until this moment, he no longer asked Ding Ning any questions, but sat down under Ding Ning like a junior, and said: "At least you can know who is the enemy and who is the real friend." ”

"Don't care too much about other people's lives and deaths. ”

Looking at Ding Ning, who was beginning to fall silent, Tantai Guanjian said seriously: "No matter life or death, it all arises from fate, but in the end, it all comes from your own choice." Sometimes I am most afraid that I don't even have a choice. ”

After a pause, Tantai Guanjian looked at Ding Ning again and added: "Barely living is not necessarily happier than dying." ”

Ding Ning smiled reluctantly.

He understood the meaning of the sword view, but his mood could not be relaxed.

When he stepped into Changling many years ago, what he wanted to be was the center of the world, and the world was caused by him, and any major events happened around him, which might make him feel inexplicable excitement and vanity.

However, when you really experience so much life and death, and carry so much weight, your thoughts will naturally change.

Ding Ning didn't have any hatred for the night owl who caused the siege of a thousand mountains at this time, even if some things were just accidents and good intentions, but war and change did really cause many people's misfortunes.

"You've taught a lot of people how to use the sword. Back then, Changling's evaluation of your sword was the word 'perfect'. ”

Zhantai Guanjian looked at Ding Ning, whose smile quickly faded, hesitated slightly, and then said seriously: "Maybe you can make me stronger." ”

Everyone in the room knew what he meant.

In such a predicament, if there is a way to increase his strength in a short period of time, everyone will have a better chance of surviving.

A person's True Yuan cultivation and perception of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi cannot be strengthened in a short period of time, unless they are at the juncture of breaking through the realm like the old monk of Donghu.

The only aspect that has the potential to quickly improve one's combat power is the comprehension of the Sword Sutra and Sword Intent.

If the power of the sword move can be maximized, then this person's combat power is likely to increase greatly in a short period of time.

This is also impossible for others, but this happens to be something that Ding Ning can do.

What he said was a recognized fact in the world of cultivators, the person who had never publicly accepted apprentices, but in many stages of his practice, he had instructed several people in swordsmanship, and those people had become famous grandmasters in the world in the future, the most well-known of which was the head of the night ce cold night.

However, listening to the words of Tantai Guanjian, Ding Ning shook his head, "In fact, there is no truly perfect sword intent, because no one and everything can be truly and absolutely perfect." Flaws will always exist, but if you do it to the extreme, you will naturally cover it up. ”

Tantai Guanjian could hear that Ding Ning was feeling, but he couldn't understand it, and couldn't help frowning.

"Sword intentSword intent, the emphasis is on care, and the meaning comes from one's own heart, so the key is to believe in oneself. ”

Ding Ning looked at his somewhat confused eyes, and said softly: "In the classics of cultivators, most of them record a story, there is an old woman who has been reciting a qigong method as a scripture, she is not very literate, and even misread a lot of words, and she doesn't know many of the meanings at all, but she has been reciting it for decades, but it is natural to refine the true yuan. One day, a practitioner passed by, saw that she had read it wrong, and felt unbearable, so he patiently explained and corrected many of her mistakes, thinking that the old woman would be able to do more kung fu, but in the end, the old woman's skills regressed. ”

After a slight pause for a few breaths, Ding Ning looked at the Tantai Guan Sword with some light in his eyes, and then said: "There are many versions of this story, but the meaning is the same. Your sword intent is moving extremely fast, in fact, it is already perfect, if you say that what is lacking, I am afraid that it is the last bit of confidence. You don't need my guidance, you just need someone like me to give you affirmation, so that you can believe in yourself more and even the last trace of doubt in your heart will be eliminated. ”

"It's the extreme, as long as you believe in the deepest part of your heart that this has been the extreme, your sword will be a little faster. ”

Ding Ning smiled faintly, looked at the sword that changed again, and said, "If this is a teaching, does this count as teaching?"

The mood of the Zhantai Guanjian fluctuated violently, and the air outside his body had ripples, but it was only in the next moment that his face became absolutely calm.

Then he got up, bowed deeply to Ding Ning, who was still sitting, and said softly: "This is the most useful advice." ”

The old monk of Donghu sighed.

At this time, the sky was slightly white.

The faint whiteness was not due to the proximity to dawn, but the glow produced by some powerful vitality disturbance.

Except for Fusu, who was unconscious, Ding Ning and the others all raised their heads.

This means that someone has arrived.

The person who can bring such an atmosphere and come at this time is naturally the Grandmaster of the Seven Realms.

Is it reinforcement, or is it the beginning of a new big war?

Ding Ning took a deep breath and waited calmly.

The eyes of the sword gradually became calm, and he was still as modest as usual, but in the eyes of the old monk of Donghu, he already had a completely different aura from before.

The white glow is getting brighter and brighter.

When a white cloud was formed, which seemed to have absorbed a lot of night light and became crystal bright, a figure appeared in the gap of the thousand mountains above their heads.

This is a middle-aged man in a blue robe.

There was no sword on him, but the skin on his body was like the moon, radiating a clean and radiant light.

The middle-aged man's facial features are very soft, and the most striking thing is that there is a silver light strip between his eyebrows, like a silver vertical eye.

The middle-aged man floated down, he looked at Ding Ning and the eldest grandson Qianxue, the look in his eyes became more and more respectful, and his emotions seemed to be getting more and more excited, as if he was going to salute before he really landed.

However, at this moment, Ding Ning's brows jumped slightly, and there was a faint muffled sound from the depths of the ground in front of him, and then a series of dead branches broke off, and things that seemed to be involved were broken in pieces.

The ground suddenly heaved continuously, and it was as if something huge was trying to get out of the ground.

The old monk of Donghu was a little surprised, and his eyebrows raised slightly, and it was only at this time that there was a trace of cold and extremely unhappy aura in his perception.

The middle-aged man who had not yet landed did not expect such a change at all, and his face suddenly stiffened slightly.