Ning Yi... clearly had reached the top, but he chose to leave his own swordstone at the beginning of the Changling Mountains?

A loud and thunderous sound resounded throughout Changling.

"My sword intent stone is here... Everyone can see it in the world, and everyone can practice it!"

Just at the entrance of Changling, next to the stone tablet left by the duckweed star king, Ning Yi erected his own stone tablet.

This is a kendo artistic conception that symbolizes infinite possibilities!

He absorbed the strengths of a hundred schools of thought and evolved into three thousand swords. Now his sword intent is perfectly integrated.

As Ning Yi said.

This stele stone can be observed by every sword practitioner in later generations, without any visualization threshold.

Lei Yunzi, who had originally had a grudge against Ning Yi, saw this scene, a complex flashed between his eyebrows.

"This kid... I blamed him wrongly." Lei Yunzi sighed and said, "Ning Yi is a sword cultivator with great ambitions."

Jiuquanzi had a complicated expression and murmured with emotion: "Go to the top of Changling and prove his strength. Then leave a word at the entrance and give good luck to the world... Just this mind is worthy of the title of the Fourth Realm Sword Immortal."

Ning Yi's sudden appearance made him sigh in his heart.

I gave the entire Changling, inside and outside the banquet, a big accident.

"Governor Ning, donate his sword intent to the people of the world!"

"The beautiful reputation of Ning Jianxian will be left for ten thousand years!"

Everyone was talking.

Zhu Mi's expression was not very good-looking. He glanced at the prince who was drinking quietly, trying to see a hint of displeasure from the latter's face... Unfortunately, Li Baijiao's expression was neither happy nor sad, and a faint curve appeared on the corners of his lips.

The prince seemed to be laughing.

The old fox's shoulder was blocked by the old palace master of the underworld.

The old palace master did not hide his joy at all, and raised his glass and asked, "Why, Fellow Daoist Zhu has something to worry about? Unhappy?"

"Where?" Zhu Mi could only force himself to be energetic, squeeze out a smile, and said, "There are important things in Zhu's sect... It is not advisable to drink alcohol today, and you should not drink too much."

"Does fellow Taoist still want to say that I will set off later?" The underworld hall master laughed and said, "Fellow Taoist comes with great fanfare, why are you in a hurry to leave? I won't cut you off."

Zhu Mi looked ugly and just wanted to speak.

A young voice rang out at the other end of the Changling Starfire Portal.

"Your Highness, I have already carved a swordstone in Changling..." Ning Yi slowly walked out of the fire. He was neither humble nor arrogant. Before coming to his seat, he said: "Ning was willful and left the stone at the entrance of Changling. I hope Your Highness will not blame you."

"The sword art is a gift to the world. This is a beautiful story. How can I blame you?" The prince smiled and shook his head, raised his glass with his hands, and said, "Come on, Ning Yi, I will give you a cup with the ministers in these four realms!"

At the Changling Banquet, all the guests, all the civil and military officials, raised their glasses together.

They all looked at Ning Yi with a solemn expression.

Ning Yi also raised his glass with both hands, drank it all in one go, and said in a deep voice: "Ning is so grateful."

This glass of wine is swallowed into the throat and into the abdomen, like a burning flame.

The prince closed his eyes slightly.

In a moment.

The years passed in my mind, and in a moment.

On that day of the fierce tide, the fire that soared into the sky and the splashing blood were reflected by it.

In the Lotus Building, a woman in a haggard and long red shirt was reflected by.

Negotiations of Lingshan Divine Sea Formation.

Sitting alone in Chenglong Hall in the long night.

Countless memories are like a waterfall at this moment, and every moment is as far away as years... Today's celebration banquet is an extremely important day for him.

finally.

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Finally...he completed the first step of the long chess game.

The wine in the chest and abdomen burned like flames, and the prince exhaled a deep breath. He rarely showed his face and showed a sincere smile.

"The east border quarantine will calm the chaos and the world will be peaceful."

The prince held the wine glass, smiled at Ning Yi, and said softly: "Ning Aiqing has made his first contribution. Such military achievements should be given a great reward."

"Leave a monument in Changling, climb to the top of the mountain, and drop the first stone on the top of the sword, and donate the creation to the people of later generations. Such a mind and courage are worthy of the second great reward."

Ning Yi sat quietly in the seat and looked at the prince.

"Ning Aiqing, what reward do you want?"

The prince did not give a reward directly, but asked Ning Yi in front of the world.

Ning Yi whispered: "Your Highness, what is rewarded... Ning dare not ask for extravagance. These are all Ning's duties, so it should be."

"But it's okay!"

Before Ning Yi could finish speaking, the prince fell into the golden mouth.

Li Baijiao had a smile in his eyes, and there seemed to be an unfathomable sea hidden in his eyes, with a vast ocean of will.

"As long as Ning Aiqing said it does not violate the iron laws or the truth. If you can reward this palace, you will definitely reward it."

Once a word is expressed, it is hard to pursue.

Although the prince has not ascended the throne now, he is the master of this world.

After a banquet at Changling, after saying this, he really wanted to give Ning Yi a great reward!

On the other hand, the young man in black shirt sitting at the banquet was drinking silently, as if he was considering it, and everyone turned his attention to the protagonist of the banquet.

From the perspective of outsiders.

Ning Yi seemed to be in deep thought.

This is not an incomprehensible thing.

After all, the so-called fame, status, wealth, power, and everything in this world is nothing worth greedy for this fairy Ning Jianxian.

Ning Yi drank three glasses of wine in a row.

Three glasses of wine were not to be brave. In fact, before Ning Yi attended the banquet, he guessed that there would be a "reward" link.

During these three glasses of wine, his eyes were always looking at the prince, and he had not moved for a moment.

Li Baijiao's eyes were always filled with an encouraging smile, without any impatience... Even if Ning Yi kept drinking it willfully, it didn't matter whether it was three or ten cups.

He will always wait quietly until Ning Yi figures out what he wants.

So, as mentioned earlier.

As long as he does not violate the iron laws or the truth, he will definitely reward him.

After three glasses of wine.

Ning Yi spoke, "Your Highness, I want to be the master of the Holy Mountain."

The silent ministers were a little confused when they heard the words of Governor Ning.

What does this mean?

Immediately they realized... There has been no mountain master in Shushan. Over the past five hundred years, from Zhao Rui to Wen Zhong, he has never admitted the death of "mountain master Lu Sheng". All the people in the sect insisted that the mountain master had not passed away, but had just traveled around the world and disappeared.

Ning Yi means to be the owner of Shushan?

The next moment.

Ning Yi whispered: "I want to build a new holy mountain in this world."

Dead silence.

Changling is ten miles in a radius, and it is easy to hear the needles falling from the quiet ground.

The smile in the prince's eyes slowly dissipated with Ning Yi's second sentence.

He still maintained the etiquette posture of holding the cups and holding the cups, but his body leaned forward slightly. This posture gave everyone a huge oppression.

Ning Yi was unmoved and said calmly: "Building a new holy mountain does not violate the iron law or the truth."

"absurd!"

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During this banquet, Zhu Mi, who was already feeling uncomfortable, finally couldn't bear it anymore. He slapped the jade desk and angrily scolded: "It's extremely ridiculous!"

Zhu Mi turned around and found something extremely terrifying.

Except for him, no one expressed his opinion. Even the old master of the underworld sat upright with a solemn expression and put down his wine glass.

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The two Nirvana envoys from Hongfu River served the prince beside him, and the "Dao Domain" on his body had faintly penetrated with pressure.
To be continued...