Youzhou City, the backyard of the city lord's mansion, Qing Ming practices swordsmanship, one move and one stern look.

Ning Chen was watching from the side, his eyes were complicated. When he saw the boy in front of him, he remembered his former self.

When he first entered the summer palace, perhaps he had the same impulse, recklessness and no idea that the sky was high.

If Changsun and Qingning hadn't picked him up into the Weiyang Palace back then, he would have probably died in the mixed undercurrent of the Summer Palace, and would not have even had the chance to roll up a wave.

The luckiest thing in this life is that I ran into Changsun when I entered the palace. The warmth, fear and worry at that time were unforgettable for a lifetime.

"Mr. Bai, I've finished practicing." The young man took his sword away, walked forward, his eyes flashing.

After the gentleman came to the mansion, he made his first move. He knocked all the sword masters down without even moving his sword. He really scared him. Thinking about it, it was not easy for him to guarantee his life that day.

"Qing Ming, why are you learning sword?" Ning Chen looked at the boy in front of him and asked calmly.

"Hard the strong and help the weak" Qing Ming was so arrogant that he said.

"Oh"

Ning Chen smiled softly when he heard this, and said, "Don't forget what you said today. When you go far in the future, when you look back, this is the only thing you can see the bright light."

Qing Ming looked confused when he heard this and didn't understand at all.

Ning Chen didn't explain much, he had to walk through the road himself to understand. No matter how much he explained to him now, it would be useless.

The original intention is not lost, which is the key to the martial arts path. No matter what the purpose of lifting the sword was, only by implementing one's own way can one achieve the sword on the sword.

Qing Ming's journey has just begun. As long as he doesn't go wrong, he will encounter these problems sooner or later. He will not be able to stay here for too long. He can only tell him these words first. Even if he can't understand it now, it will be enough to be able to write them down.

In front of the backyard, a man in brocade clothes embroidered with blue and white flowers stood quietly. Looking at the martial arts scene in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh softly, "Mr. Bai still refuses to accept Qing Ming as his disciple?"

The woman nodded and said, "Mr. Bai said that these days, he will do his best to teach Qingming to learn swords, but there is no need to talk about the matter of accepting disciples."

"What a pity"

The man looked regretful. Among the sword masters who entered the mansion to fight Mr. Bai that day, there was a real innate fourth tribulation powerhouse. This was a direct worshiper from the City Lord's Mansion. He was extremely powerful, but he was still easily defeated by Mr. Bai who had not drawn his sword.

After the martial arts, the worshiper told him to leave this person at all costs, because the role of Mr. Bai is crucial to how far Qingming's martial arts path can go.

As a teacher, preaching, teaching, and solving doubts, it can be seen that Mr. Bai is indeed an ordinary person. The way of sword has reached a level that they cannot imagine. Before teaching, he has already passed down the Tao.

It is indeed a blessing for Qing Ming’s Taoist man to be such a strong man.

It’s a pity that Youzhou City is too small to bind such a peerless genius for a long time.

"Mr. Bai, do you think I am suitable for learning swordsmanship?"

In the courtyard, Qing Ming asked with his young face looking up at his young face.

Ning Chen smiled, his tone was a little serious, and said, "Your qualifications are pretty good. In addition, since you really want to learn swords, don't doubt yourself. Your sword will be shaken because of your instability in your mind. The essence of the sword is nothing more than fast, accurate, and concentrated. When your sword begins to shake and come out of the sword, it will deviate from its essence."

"Sir, what you said is too profound, I don't understand," Qing Ming said a little depressedly.

Ning Chen raised his hand, the wind and clouds rolled, and a sword light broke through the air, and ten feet away, a huge rock pierced through it.

"If you don't understand what I said, write down first. Also, from tomorrow, when practicing swords, you will stab at the hole in the stone. When practicing swords, you will learn other new things until you practice swords and swords are not deviated," Ning Chen said softly.

"oh"

Qing Ming nodded, thought for a while, and said, "Sir, when will I be able to practice as good as you?"

"Twenty Years"

Ning Chen said seriously, "Learning swords is not a matter of one day or one night. When I was practicing martial arts, I was sixteen years old like you. I have been learning swords for twenty years. I just realized my own swords. Your qualifications are better than mine. However, compared with some peerless geniuses, it is much worse. Although qualifications are important, they cannot be changed after all. Therefore, there is no need to complain about yourself. Grasp what you have now. As long as you use them well, you will not be weaker than anyone."

There are indeed geniuses who learn swordsmanship, and this is undeniable, such as Aman, Mu Bai, and seniors.

Aman could easily feel the sword breath that he could not detect at all. Such things as talent could not be reasonable with anyone. There is something, there is nothing, there is nothing.

Perhaps, Aman will one day become the only one on another sword, but it is not enough to reach this level by talent alone.

"City Lord, Lord Tianxiang is here"

Just then, in front of the backyard, a guard walked quickly and saluted the man outside the yard and said.

The man's expression narrowed, he glanced at the two people in the yard, and then walked quickly towards the front hall.

Unexpectedly, the Tianxiang arrived so soon. It seems that the royal family is very concerned about the whereabouts of the Suzaku Shenzang.

However, the situation was too chaotic at that time. After the Suzaku Shenzang was rescued from the descendants of Tiandu Mountain and Taixuan Palace, he completely lost his traces and there is still no news yet.

In the courtyard, Ning Chen heard the news from the guards in the distance, and a strange color flashed in his eyes. This Tianxiang is not a good person to mess with. He hates trouble, and even more troublesome people.

At the same time, the hometown of the West Buddha was everywhere, and the demons were singing in the valleys, and the Buddha's voice was singing in a silence. On the mountain, in the huge demon temple, a white-haired boy holding a Zen stick and wearing a golden cassock, walked out. In an instant, the world swayed and everything collapsed.

The demon Buddha, the demon Buddha, the lord of the demon temple, the evil Buddha in the demon appears on earth. The moment he is born, within a hundred miles, evil energy surges and gathers continuously.

At the same time, in the distance, in a palace towering into the clouds, purple lights were surging. A man in purple clothes walked out, with a young face, arrogant and cold.

The Lord of the Divine Palace, Zitian Palace, appeared at the same time.

The two strongest people in the four realms have reached an unimaginable level after seizing most of the origins of Shenzhou in the Eastern Realm. Today, they join forces again to seize the Jiyuan.

The dragon gate appeared and rumbled down. The two of them walked into it, and disappeared in a flash.

At the same time, in the ancient land of Changling, the female master opened her eyes and waved her hand to call out the dragon gate and entered it together.

"Boom"

In the southwest of Zhongzhou, the nine heavens are shaking the sky, the thunder clouds are rolling, and the depressing aura is mad.

Under the thunder clouds, the demon butterfly walked forward, looking at the sea of ​​demon wheels that was close to her hundreds of miles away, with bloody eyes, gradually rising with strange blood light.

His breath disappeared. Was she late?

"boom"

With a sound of lightning and thunder that pierced the nine heavens, the wind and clouds swept across the void, and two dragon gates appeared. The next moment, two powerful figures that made the world tremble. In an instant, the thunder sounded and Baili fell into a depressing silence.

In front of the two dragon gates, one is a golden robe, with a young man with dazzling white hair, and the other is wearing purple clothes, handsome and cold, with black hair fluttering. The Lord of the Demon Temple and the Divine Palace appeared in Zhongzhou together and joined forces to seize the martial arts essence.

Looking at the two people appearing in the air, the expression of the Magic Butterfly did not change. With a wave of his slender hand, the water sleeves took off, a black knife appeared, the burial flower appeared, and the murderous intent was fierce.

"To prevent changes, don't delay, fight quickly," Zitian Palace said in a deep voice.

"Can"

The demon Buddha twists his fingers with his hands and responds to the Tao.

The two people falling from the sky had a significantly stronger pressure than anyone they had met before. The magic butterfly raised their energy and his long blood-red hair spread out in the wind. The sword's intent rose as much as possible, and all his combat power was released.

The first move is that the Zitian Palace has stepped in an instant, and the palm condenses the wind and clouds from all directions, and the mysterious thunder descends from the nine heavens. The power of shocking the world and trembles.

The demon butterfly concentrates his mind, burial flowers slash, and the black ice flowers fall to the sky, blessing the might of the great martial arts.

With a loud bang, the sword and palms met, and the earth of hundreds of miles fell instantly, and the aftermath rumbling and spread endlessly.

The second move is that the demon Buddha sets off, the old power of the demon butterfly has been exhausted, and the new power has not yet been born, the Zen staff gathers a huge evil spirit and comes to his death.

When the killing move comes, the magic butterfly forcefully takes the true energy, holds the knife and draws the knife. The knife appears in the knife, blocking the Zen Staff of the Demon Buddha.

With a muffled groan, the corners of his mouth dyed red, the evil spirit entered his body, and the demon butterfly felt a surge of blood and energy around his body, and his concentration was immediately restrained.

The demon butterfly with one against two, is in danger.

At this moment, another dragon gate appeared above the nine heavens. In the glowing glow, the female master appeared, stepped on a lotus step and fell down the sky with her palm.

"Female"

When I saw the person coming, the demon Buddha's expression sank, the evil spirits gathered, and the palms were rising up.

The two palms were shaking violently, and the powers of the two palms were combined. There was a loud bang under the feet of the demon Buddha, and the ground was sinking several feet, and the dust and sand were churning like waves.

"puff"

The situation slowed down slightly, and a vermilion red mouth was vomited out from the magic butterfly, causing new injuries to the old and broken, and broke out at the same time.

"Female, it's so stupid to intervene in this battle."

The corner of the demon Buddha's mouth bent slightly, and he drew a strange arc and sneered.

The female master ignored it, and the true energy in her palm urged her three points again, and with a vast palm, she shook the former back with a bang.

After a few steps, the demon Buddha calmed down his body, and his staff spread across the sky, and his ultimate move was about to appear.

Seeing this, the female master flashed and came to the butterfly, took the latter and retreated a hundred feet away.

On the other side, Zi Tiangong stepped on his footsteps and blocked the two of them from retreating again. His strange eyes quietly narrowed. It was really a strange thing that the female master of Changling, who had always been mysterious, would interfere in this matter.

However, no matter how strong a woman is, she has only one person. She wants to save someone, and she is a fool.

The tense situation and the atmosphere around him became more and more depressing. Just as the battle situation started again, suddenly, sword lights fell from the sky and separated the battle situation. At the same time, under the distant night sky, the sound of stepping and the sword intent sounded, and a handsome figure came, and the legendary battle situation appeared, and the storm changed rapidly.

"Take her away, they can hand me over"

After a few steps, Prince Yan walked into the battle situation, waved his hand and lowered the sword frame, and spoke.

"kindness"

The female master nodded and said calmly, "I hope you can have a good time this time."

After saying that, the female master did not delay any more, and took the seriously injured butterfly and quickly left.
Chapter completed!