The middle-aged Xuanfu official took the order and retreated with a cold heart. Before the Lushan Alliance, the mistress in the palace had control over some things in Changling to the point where she could cover the sky with her own hands. Now it was just this small matter, which was enough to make him realize that her control over Changling practitioners will be more strict in the future.

"Let General Liang come in."

The beautiful man in the palace shouted softly at the retired middle-aged official in the mysterious uniform.

Calm footsteps sounded from the quiet courtyard, and an unspeakable aura of killing surged into the study. Military boots crossed the vermilion threshold, and Liang Lian appeared in front of the beautiful man in the palace.

Without any gifts, Liang Lian slowly raised his head as he walked into the study room, his face as cold as water.

"You probably feel very unhappy."

The indifference on the face of the beautiful man in the palace also quickly turned into coldness. Her eyes crossed Liang Lian's body, which was as straight as a sword, and looked at the blue sky through the window lattice: "On weekdays, the Empress will meet you in person. Today, if I meet you, I will ask you to wait for me. However, I can tell you that if you can't give some satisfactory explanations, I will always meet you in the future."

Liang Lian recalled the perfect face of the queen in the harem, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "When will she drive me out of Changling?"

The beautiful man in the palace took his sight back and fell on him, saying, "The Minshan Sword Will End."

"As soon as the Lushan League ended, she really lost her patience."

Liang Lian shook his head, then stopped saying anything, and turned around and left.

The face of the beautiful man in the palace did not change at all, but just added quietly: "The Minshan Sword Meeting will be held in advance until ten days later."

Liang Lian was crossing the threshold of the radiant lacquer. When he heard her words, his brows frowned suddenly, and one of his feet was slightly paused in the air.

"Minshan Sword Sect will open the mountain in ten days."

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

The morning breeze is still cool, but the Zhoujia Mo Garden, which should have been quiet, is surrounded by jinglings and extremely lively.

Around a demolished high wall, at least five or six groups of craftsmen were running, and residents who had lived in Wutong Lake were carrying things to the garden. Some clothes that had been kept at the bottom of the box for many years were only seen at this time, and the sun was everywhere in the garden. Many neighbors were happy around the house they chose but were worried about what to buy, so whether to buy a stove in such a delicate house, and whether the carved bedding piles filled with patches were too shabby on the carved bedding.

Some neighbors in the nearby streets rushed over to watch the fun. They enviously told the story of how the Moyuan was before. At the same time, they kindly reminded where the nearest market is, the wells that can be used to wash vegetables and rice, and where the pond is...

"It was not an exaggeration to say that Zhoujia Moyuan was so cold back then. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was a practice swordsman. The young man of this wine shop had only moved here for a few days, but he insisted on turning it into a market. It was 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: "Maybe Zheng Xiu would never have thought that this young man in the wine shop would use this kind of play to express his dissatisfaction."

"So will the Minshan Sword Sect open the mountain in ten days?" A man in black beside him smiled coldly, "If it is just because of responding to the dissatisfaction of the wine shop boy and not giving the wine shop boy enough time to prepare, that would be everyone's joke."

The man in black has a handsome face and looks extremely young, but there is a hint of white in his eyebrows. He does not show any terrible momentum on his body, but it makes people feel a strong smell of danger.

The middle-aged man in plain clothes turned to look at the man in black and said slowly: "This is a foreseeable thing... Before the Lushan League, the clans that did not make her unhappy could still seek peace in Changling, but she and Yuanwu did everything they wanted to do before and after the Lushan League. In the future, it will not only be a question of whether to provoke her unhappy, but also a question that she chose to choose which people are the pillars of the future Qin Dynasty and which people must be eliminated."

The man in black sneered and said, "So this is a joke that Zheng Xiu deliberately played against everyone. She just wanted to see who was dissatisfied. The Lushan League was just a powerful man in the world, but the Minshan Sword Club wanted to completely deal with my affairs."

The middle-aged man in plain clothes sighed: "The eyes of this young man in the wine shop are bright. He used this method to express his dissatisfaction with her. But no matter what, even if we don't interfere, just Li Lingjun and the queen's will, he will not be able to go long in the Minshan Sword Society, let alone enter the last three."

"Since Zheng Xiu is making such a joke, why don't you guys have fun."

The man in black looked at the Moyuan where the black and white light had been destroyed and said lightly: "I bet this young man can enter the last three."

...

The Minshan Sword will suddenly be advanced. This does not mean that the Queen of the Qin Dynasty is narrow-minded, or that the palace maid who is doing her job is narrow-minded, or that she is angry with a young man in the wine shop, but rather that she represents a kind of wantonness, or a kind of domineering spirit.

In the 12th year of Yuanwu in the Great Qin Dynasty, after the end of the Lushan Alliance, this season when the late spring and early summer intersected, the Great Qin Dynasty, which had been keeping its low profile for many years, had already settled on the throne and queen with the aura of following me and prospering against me and dying me, and finally showed its domineering spirit again.

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

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

After a moment of silence, Ding Ning said, "Prepare the carriage for me, I want to go back to Aries Cave immediately."

"What are you going to do?"

When Wang Taixu left, Changsun Qianxue's figure appeared behind Ding Ning. Her cold voice was rarely filled with unspeakable solemnity.

"Double days have become ten days. According to normal methods, you will never have time to upgrade your cultivation from the third level to the third level. Since Zheng Xiu has clearly expressed this meaning, if you are less than the third level, it should be difficult for you to win from the Minshan Sword Association. If you cannot win, you will not be able to enter the Minshan Sword Sect to practice the trick you want, and you will die soon."

"But if you use extraordinary means to improve your cultivation to the top level of the third level in this short period of time... your secret will probably be exposed, and you will die at that time."

"Either option, it seems like a dead end, I can't figure it out, so I want to know what exactly you are going to Aries Cave?"

Changsun Qianxue's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked at the calm Ding Ning and asked.

"I won't expose the Nine-Dead Silkworm."

"This is not a dead end without any chance... because everyone thinks that I am practicing the real understanding of the ordinary spiritual source path, but in fact, what I got from the Aries Cave Sutra Cave was to kill the three corpses without self-self."

...

The carriage that Zhang Yi drove himself began to gallop towards the Aries Cave.

"My junior brother..."

The wind blew Zhang Yi's hair and his heart, so that he made another mistake and called out the junior brother whom he used to call him.

"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 is not in good health. On the other hand, it is a good thing for the Minshan Sword Society to be ahead of time."

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

"70%." Ding Ning thought about it seriously and said.

"70%?" Zhang Yi screamed in shock.

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

Ding Ning nodded calmly and said softly as if he was self-deprecating: "It's all gambled, and it can't be exchanged for 70% of the confidence, that's really too weak..."

...

The mountain gate of Aries Cave is quiet. After a few simple conversations with a master, Zhang Yi and Ding Ning flew up the mountain road. Zhang Yi's figure stopped outside the Sutra Cave, but Ding Ning continued to go up and finally leaped into the front of the thatched cottage in the gorge.

Like the past practice, Ding Ning sat down on the cushion of one of the thatched cottages, then calmly closed his eyes, and almost instantly entered the state of spiritual consciousness and introspection.

However, the difference between practicing in daily life is that the moment you start practicing, the aura on Ding Ning's body became violent.

Countless silkworms sounded in his body, and the sounds of these silkworms gave people the feeling that countless little silkworms who had been hungry for a long time were all exerting force under him, exerting all their strength to tear the fresh mulberry leaves and swallowing them into their stomachs.

A pale light emanated from under him.

With a "puff" crack, the futon woven with unknown herbs was instantly torn into countless debris.

The spiritual energy that was originally released slowly turned into a violent torrent at this moment, pouring into his body at an astonishing speed.

At the same time, his right hand tightly held the Buddha and became transparent, and countless starlight blew out.

His five fingers were slowly stretched out by a strange force.

The originally pure white man Wang Yubi was floating in his palm, and he flew around him with countless lines formed by starlight, like a small world.

Ding Ning's body shook slightly, and five consecutive slight sounds were made in his body, as if he had opened five shackles. The aura outside his body was violent again!
Chapter completed!