"Ahem"

The old woman was choked by the tea and coughed violently for a long time. The three words "Zhiminghou" are definitely not a good symbol in Daxia.

"The girl really loves to joke." The old woman naturally didn't believe it, stroked her chest and said with a forced smile.

"I'm not kidding," Aman said seriously.

The old woman didn't want to talk about this topic anymore. Many people in Daxia know that the Marquis of Zhiming died under the punishment of heaven, and it was too unlucky to mention it.

In fact, Aman didn't know much about Ning Chen. Since returning to the Man Palace, the Man King rarely mentioned Ning Chen's affairs in front of Aman. When he really couldn't hide it, he just told him a few words.

"Girl, wait a moment, I'll get you some fruits to eat on the way." The old woman said kindly.

"Thank you, Auntie," Aman said with a smile.

The old woman came to the hall in two steps, and there were several people waiting in the yard.

"What's the situation?" asked an old man.

"I'm here, unlike the locals, I heard that the accent should be from the Nanman. This is a business that comes to my door. Will I do it?" The old woman asked with a ruthless look in her eyes.

"Do" the old man nodded, said without hesitation, reached out to greet the three people behind him, and tiptoed towards the front hall.

"There are troublemakers like you in Daxia, no wonder my king is worried about His Royal Highness the Princess"

The sudden appearance of the figure was without any warning. Before the five people could react, they saw a splash of sword light passing by, five heads flew up one foot high, their bodies fell down, dyeing the loess under their bodies red.

In front hall, Aman waited for half an hour, but the old woman did not come back. He walked to the back hall strangely and shouted, "Auntie, I'm leaving."

The empty courtyard was empty and no one responded for a long time. Aman couldn't wait for anyone and could only turn around and leave. His beautiful big eyes were still confused.

After Aman left, five corpses and a large amount of silver from the back hall were thrown into the yard, and the silver was covered in blood, which was extremely dazzling.

Two days later, Aman walked towards Taiyue City and a young figure slowly walked towards him.

The blue clothes are simple but not without dignity, and the handsome and calm face makes them look more extraordinary. The ancient sword stand is behind him, containing four different swords. The person comes step by step, neither hurry nor slow, and does not touch the mud.

Aman's eyes lit up, a bright smile appeared on his pretty face. He ran over and hugged the person's arm, and said happily, "Senior, what a coincidence."

Prince Yan also showed a faint smile on his calm face, saying, "What a coincidence!"

"Where are you going?" Aman smiled.

"Go to the west and happen to meet you." Prince Yan turned around, changed direction, and replied while walking.

"Oh" Aman hurriedly followed, continued to pull the former's arm, and asked, "I'll go find Ning Chen, do you know where he is?"

"He is in seclusion, you can't see him now," Prince Yan whispered.

"Then when will he come out of seclusion?" Aman asked curiously.

"Soon" Prince Yan said.

"Then he has come out of seclusion, can you take me to find him?" Aman said happily.

"Yes," Prince Yan stopped, put down the sword frame, and said calmly, "But you have to carry it on your back."

Aman lit up, but didn't move, and suddenly became embarrassed.

"It's too heavy, I can't hold it," Aman whispered.

Prince Yan waved his hand, and the sand sword flew out, scattered and wrapped around his sleeves, saying, "Try it now."

Aman tried again, and finally picked it up barely, feeling very good, and smiled brightly.

Prince Yan's mouth bent slightly and turned around to continue on the road.

Let Aman pay back the half year Ning Chen owes.

The two walked very slowly because Aman had to stop and rest for a while. Prince Yan was not in a hurry. Aman stopped, so he stopped and waited for the little girl to rest.

The guards following in the dark did not dare to move rashly. He knew that this person was Prince Yan of Daxia. He was one of the few people who knew about the last battle in the Barbarian Palace.

While the two of them were resting, the guard sent a letter, and two days later, he finally received a reply.

The reply letter only wrote five words, "No need to follow, reply."

This is a handwritten letter from the Barbarian King, simple and clear, summoning the guards back to the palace.

After receiving the secret order, the guard left that day and returned to the Man Palace.

Aman knew nothing about this, and Prince Yan saw it very clearly, but said nothing.

"Aman, do you want to learn swords? I can teach you?" Prince Yan walked in front and said slowly.

"I don't want to," Aman shook his head.

"Hehe" Prince Yan smiled faintly and did not persuade him more.

There are very few people in the world who have clear minds. Only when they are clear can they feel the breath of the sword. Therefore, for him, Aman is the only person who can inherit his martial arts.

However, Ning Chen also said that Aman had no interest in martial arts, and this matter could not be forced.

"You can teach Ning Chen, he is smarter than me." Aman learned to say nice things to someone.

"He can't learn it." Prince Yan said honestly that smart people do not mean they are suitable for cultivation. Ning Chen has too many things in his mind, and it is almost impossible to feel the breath of the sword.

Aman thought about it, but still didn't want to learn it. Moreover, Ning Chen couldn't learn it, so she couldn't do it.

The two walked for a while, and Aman suddenly remembered something and said, "Senior, why are we going to the west?"

"Fight" Prince Yan replied.

"It's not good to fight," Aman said seriously.

Prince Yan chuckled and said, "He is a bad guy."

Aman said "Oh" and agreed with this explanation.

The journey from southern Xinjiang to the west of Daxia is very long. There is a bottle of oil behind Prince Yan, and I don’t know when I will arrive.

Half a month later, the two of them left the southern border. After Aman adapted to the weight of the sword frame, he walked much faster. After all, the little girl still has some martial arts foundation.

It is true that Aman doesn’t like practicing. For more than ten years, the speed of the fourth grade of martial arts is indeed so slow that it is outrageous. However, considering Aman’s attitude of fishing for ten days a day, it is also a strange thing to be at the fourth grade of martial arts.

On the other hand, the war between Northern Mongolia and Daxia changed again. Jingwu Gong sent troops to attack the Northern Mongolian grain transport team. After several times, it finally succeeded once again, destroying a large amount of Northern Mongolian food and grass again.

The process in between was very tragic. Both Beimeng and Daxia paid a considerable price. Beimeng set up many ambushes, and Daxia would not be fooled easily. After several confrontations, they finally seized the weakness of the uneven division of troops in the Northern Mongolian army and used the imperial guards to launch a large-scale night attack as bait to restrain Beimeng's attention. After that, the five thousand elite cavalry of the Shenfeng Camp took the opportunity to act and destroyed the strictly guarded food camp in one fell swoop.

The Shenfeng Camp was moving very quickly, and the ones who came quickly retreated. By the time Beimeng reacted, the grain and grass camp had already shot into the sky.

The Shenfeng Camp is the most elite imperial guard camp in Daxia. These five thousand elite cavalry are even more powerful generals with one or ten. The ambush set up by the Northern Meng cannot resist, and there are heavy casualties.

However, just when everyone in the Daxia General's tent thought that the Northern Mongolian Association gathered food along the southeast or south due to lack of food and grass, Fan Lingyue suddenly changed the marching route in advance and quickly moved south along the southwest direction, causing the Blood-Clothed Hou who was trying to intercept it to be empty.

No one knows what happened except the military advisor from Beimeng.

Because she gave that batch of food and grass to Daxia.

The food and grass are real, and the soldiers who died in battle cannot make false. The only illusion is the amount of food and grass.

Lies are always seven points true, and three points false are the most difficult to distinguish, and the same is true for war.

Since she saw Daxia’s plan, how could she not surprise them?

This sudden change of line completely disrupted Daxia's deployment and also allowed Bei Meng to take the opportunity to get rid of the encirclement of the two imperial guards.

The road to attack Xia in the north and south has taken another step forward.

In the underworld, Ning Chen, who had been in seclusion, opened his eyes.

The power of the Medicine King, who had been more than ten thousand years, was beyond imagination. There was a drop of phoenix blood in his spiritual consciousness, which swallowed most of the medicine. However, the remaining power still helped him rise from the middle stage of the ninth grade to the late stage, one step closer to the peak of the ninth grade.

There were two medicine kings, who had to wait for a while before taking them, but Ning Chenxin was worried and did not want to stay here for a long time, so he swallowed all the two medicine kings in one breath.

The huge and abnormal medicine power rushes wildly, like a terrifying wave of anger, and is difficult to control. Ning Chen relies on his immortal body, ignores it, and allows the medicine power to rush around. He then completely releases the Dantian Qi Sea and crazyly absorbs the crazy power in his body.

In half a month, Ning Chen's cultivation level rose to the peak of the ninth grade. During this period, Ning Chen tried to use the surging medicinal power to attack the innate, but he undoubtedly failed.

If the innate realm is so easy to achieve, there will be so few innate realms in the world.

Of course, the two medicine kings were not completely useless. At least they temporarily repaired their body corroded by Huangquanhua, and finally they could take off the black cloth to see people.

Unfortunately, even the power of the Medicine King cannot repair the completely destroyed internal organs. Without the innate nature, the damage to the internal organs will be irreversible.

The peak of the ninth grade is only one step away from the innate, but in fact, it is a whole level of heaven.

After practicing for two more days, Ning Chen repeatedly encountered innate barriers and could not move forward. He stood in the world but could not get over it.

The power of the Medicine King is getting less and less, which means that he can practice less and less. Ning Chen has no choice but to temporarily give up the secret Taoist technique given by Daokui with all his heart.

Senior Jiang once said that this secret technique is the most suitable skill for the Taoist sect and even the world. If you want to improve your strength, this is the fastest way.

Ning Chen's reincarnation of life, suddenly, the temperature of the surrounding air will quickly fall, frost appears, and drifts from the sky like snowflakes.

The secret technique is divided into two, and is created by two people with different physiques. His physique is cold, so he can only practice half of them.

The name of this half is very special, named Kuaixue Shiqingjue, which is a work of hard work that has been perfected by generations of Taoist sects after thousands of years and wants to be higher than the heavenly books.

Among all the heavenly books, except for the scroll of life, there are their own unique mental methods and moves, with the exception of the scroll of life. Therefore, the Taoist sages created this secret method to fill the shortcomings of the scroll of life.

The first method is to make the snow clear when the snow is fast.

Even the four characters in the middle can be removed to some extent.>

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