This is the doctrine of the sword.

However, many truths are easy to understand, but difficult to do.

The old monk thought about it seriously and asked, "How to do it?"

Ding Ning looked at him and said, "Sincerity." ”

The old monk pondered for a moment, nodded, and said, "Just as everything in heaven and earth has its original face, cultivators also have the purest heart. ”

Ding Ning nodded, and his eyes fell on the sword in his hand.

This sword is beginning to breathe freely at this moment, and the vitality of the four directions of heaven and earth is inspired by this sword and pours into the sword body to its heart's content.

This is indeed a sword that is strong enough to dominate the world and punish the world.

The Nine Nether King Sword in Eldest Sun Qianxue's body shook again, as if she felt mortal danger, but at this time, Eldest Sun Qianxue's gaze did not fall on this sword, her gaze fell on the cracked frozen lake where hot gas gushed everywhere.

A staggering figure was leaving, struggling through layers of white heat as if it had smashed through a wall.

"He was badly wounded. The eldest grandson Qianxue looked at Bai Qi's figure and couldn't help frowning and said.

"A cultivator like him can lead such an army, since he chooses to live, he will definitely not die here. Ding Ning glanced at her and said.

A faint natal aura then wrapped around his fingers and onto the torture chamber in his hand.

There was a hint of sentimentality in this natal breath.

If Wang Jingmeng obtained this sword many years ago when the Bashan Sword Field was rising, then even if there was a change in Changling later, the result might have become different.

The sword had been frozen at the bottom of the lake, and had been waiting for the light of day for many years.

Similarly, Ding Ning has been waiting for many years to find such a natal sword.

This Great Punishment Sword seemed to clearly feel the sentimentality in this natal aura, and it also began to exude a breath.

This breath is to know each other and stay together.

This rock-solid solemn aura is like the breath of the thick shield in front of an ordinary sergeant in the face of a rain of arrows on the battlefield.

The old monk lowered his head and sighed in his heart again.

This is the acceptance of natal objects, which in the world of practitioners is also called confession of the Lord.

This process may take many years for the average practitioner.

However, Ding Ning only took a moment.

The pale starfire was still rolling up into the sky.

Zheng Sleeve in the Changling Deep Silence Palace slowly raised his head and wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of his white jade-like mouth.

In her sea of consciousness, the aura of the sword that countless top cultivators in Changling had imagined had finally completely disappeared.

Bashan Sword Field wanted to get that sword.

Wang Jing dreamed of getting the sword.

Yuan Wu also wanted to get the sword.

The entire Jiaodong County and she also wanted to get the sword.

However, now she knew that the sword had been refined into a natal sword after all.

She knew that the Nine Dead Silkworms that had once lurked in Changling had finally become strong at this moment.

There are many stars in the starry sky.

In the world of cultivators, there are also countless cultivators, and at every moment, there are also people who are refining or refining their natal objects.

In the cave where the old monk had been practicing before, Li Xi's astrolabe sat on the old monk's couch.

There was a crystal yellow light in front of him, constantly changing various sword shapes.

However, no matter what kind of sword shape it becomes, it doesn't seem to be able to carry his sword intent, or in other words, he or this natal sword is still a few points away.

......

These glaciers on the Donghu border have remained unchanged for eternity, but as time goes by, the chill in Changling City has receded.

The difference between the truly wise and the stupid is also only in time, only before and after the fact.

The cold winter will be over, and spring is approaching.

Before the beginning of winter, very few people noticed that the Great Qin Dynasty was about to attack Chu in the spring, but at this time, the atmosphere in Changling City became more and more solemn, and even the ordinary people in the streets and alleys of the market began to perceive the familiar atmosphere by some baggage and the frequent movement of the army.

The familiar atmosphere comes from before Yuanwu ascended the throne, when the Great Qin Dynasty destroyed Han Zhao Wei.

Two carriages meet on a ruined bridge.

This remnant bridge is in the shade of a street and alley in Changling, and the snow has not melted.

One of the two carriages was from the Divine Capital Prison and the other was from the Prison Heavenly Division, and the carriage was occupied by Supervisor Chen and Supervisor Ye.

In the eyes of almost everyone in Changling, these are two people who are absolutely opposites, and even two departments with the same functions, both supervise each other and compete against each other.

There are countless ways to deliberately avoid a person, and only these two people can know why it is difficult for the two to meet.

"Why aren't you leaving?"

In the carriage of the Divine Capital Eunuch, Supervisor Chen, who was wearing a new crimson official robe, still looked a little decadent and lonely, his eyes just looked at the curtain in front of him, and asked slowly.

Walking out of another alley and walking to the side by side of the Jian Tian Sima car, Ye Ce frowned coldly, "If you just ask the questions you have already asked, then there is no need to meet me here." ”

"You don't like it here, and I don't like it either. I wanted to leave years ago, but you're here. In the dimly lit carriage, there was a different light in the depths of Supervisor Chen's eyes, "I hope you can go, and then I will go with you." ”

Ye Ce Leng was silent for a moment.

Then she looked up, looked at the carriage next to her, and said, "Some things, once explained, are like a layer of cloth, once they are revealed, they have no meaning, and it may mean a complete end." ”

Supervisor Chen slowly raised his head.

He also turned his head to look at the cold carriage of Ye Ce.

It's just a short breath of time, but his gaze seems to have penetrated thousands of curtains and penetrated a long time.

"I know. ”

He nodded slowly and said, "But this time I asked this question, which was different from before... Because there were three people from Jiaodong County. ”

Ye Ce Leng was slightly stunned.

Jiaodong County controls the coastal area of the Great Qin Dynasty, and is the largest county of the Great Qin Dynasty, with so much power that it is even more like a subject country than a county than the Yue Clan, so it can raise a terrifying woman like Zheng Sleeve.

Jiaodong County comes and goes, and I don't know how many people come and go to Chang County in a year, but since he said three people in such a tone, these three people are naturally very different from ordinary people in Jiaodong County.

"Who?" she asked, frowning.

"Three people who are enough to be like her, the entire Jiaodong County in Jiaodong. The people of Jiaodong County have always been mysterious, especially her family, over the years, she is the only one who has really entered Changling in her family in Jiaodong County, so it is impossible for me to know the identities of these three people. If I had to describe it in words, then these three people were all members of her family, the elders of her family. Supervisor Chen looked at her through the two curtains, and said slowly, "You should understand that her family is not satisfied with many of her performances after the appearance of the Nine Dead Silkworms, so since she is the elder of her family, it is possible that she will not act according to her wishes at all. ”

Ye Celeng understood the meaning of these words very well.

She was silent for a moment, and then said: "Admiration is an emotion that is difficult to describe in words, and those who guess that I don't like Changling, but must stay in Changling, think that I love Wang Jingmeng, who taught me swordsmanship in the past. But compared with hatred, admiration can be a second. Many of the many people who died in Changling in the past were my friends. And some of the people who used to be my friends betrayed those friends. This is the main reason why I want to stay in Changling. ”

"I want to take revenge, I want to watch some people die, and I think it's useful for me to stay in Changling. This is the most important reason for me to stay in Changling. ”

Ye Ce Leng suddenly laughed, looked at Chen Jian Shou behind the curtain on the opposite side and laughed, "I promise you, if you wait until these hatreds disappear and you and I are alive and well, I will leave Changling with you." I can take you to see the scenery overseas, those legendary fairy islands, the beautiful scenes, compared to this horizontal and vertical Changling Mausoleum, it is indeed much more beautiful... So you have to promise me that you will at least make sure that you will be able to live. ”

With these words, the carriage in which she was was located moved and left.

She didn't need to hear the other person's answer.

Supervisor Chen did not answer.

"It's hard. ”

He whispered, then lowered his head.

But there was some joy in these words, and it seemed that he was a little young.