A very simple letter.

"Mr. Ning Yi, how are you doing lately?"

"Over these days, Qingyan has followed the lay Buddhists of Wushan in Lingshan to practice and study, including piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, riding horses and shooting archery. He has prepared some good tea in the East Fang Garden and waited for the teacher to come and taste it."

"I heard from the teacher that there is a lost sword in Hongshan, so I asked someone to send it. I wish you to practice the great way without any obstacles."

“——Xu Qingyan’s book.”

Ning Yi didn't see the letter until two days later.

The yellowed paper pages, delicate fonts, and Xin Jian were carefully folded up, and they were sandwiched on the sword-wrapped cloth that was walking around the world...

He slowly recited the words in the letter, with some doubts.

Shushan's perception skills are the best in the world.

When he was tearing down his sword, he didn't find such a letter hidden inside?

Ning Yi rubbed his eyebrows, and he was a little dazed. Could it be that he was too addicted to practice in the past few days?

The sword heart is just beginning to open up, and in the world of Wanhua Jiandao, one by one rules is slowly precipitating.

The artistic conception of sword energy absorbed in Changling has been transformed into the rules of sword energy heaven and earth.

Although Ning Yi's current sword cultivation is the same as before, he is at the second level of the sword energy realm, the killing power he can truly exert cannot be judged by common sense.

It is precisely because of this.

In the past few days, he has fallen into a state of selflessness.

When I was in seclusion, I forgot everything and the sound outside the yard, whether it was day or night, it became no longer important.

But even so, even though Ning Yi was unaware, he could still hear the chirping of insects and crickets in the corner of the yard. This had been engraved in his blood and became an instinct.

Ning Yi frowned and murmured: "Strange thing...how could it escape the induction?"

His instinct did not capture the letter.

Ning Yi knew that there were some magic tricks that specifically fought against the induction method, such as talismans, formations, god-retaining techniques, body-retaining talismans, etc. This letter, in his opinion, was not used by anyone...it was meaningless if it was used.

Ning Yi raised his eyebrows.

If you can't figure out the problem, don't think about it anymore.

Ning Yi turned his head, laughing and crying.

The girl was practicing Jianzang not far from the yard. She quickly closed her eyes and pretended that she was in the state of selflessness. The atmosphere was complete, and the sword energy rotated like a lotus around her head.

It seems like that if you are calm and calm.

Ning Yi smiled, raised the letter in his hand and asked tentatively: "Miss Qingyan invited us to the east wing... You have been busy practicing Jianzang these days, and finally have the identity of being open and able to go out for a walk. Do you want to take you to the palace for a walk?"

The girl puffed up her cheeks and said, "I'm studying a terrifying thief thief terrifying thief terrifying thief terrifying thief terrifying thief terrifying thief terrifying thief terrifying thief terrifying thief terrifying thief terrifying thief terrifying thief terrifying thief

Ning Yi sighed: "The terrifying thief's terrifying thief's terrifying killing formation...how terrifying is it?"

Girl's words sound like a child's anger.

Pei Fan said seriously: "Can you beat you to death? Is it terrifying?"

Ning Yi raised his hands and said surrender, which was very exaggerated, "It's terrifying, really terrifying. The heroine is powerful, and she's mighty, don't beat me to death."

After Ning Yi finished speaking, he stood up and took the pot of evergreen green. There were a bunch of seedlings that helped grow and pull the long leaves. He asked jokingly: "I really don't go? I really don't go, so I'll go?"

The girl rolled her eyes and said angrily: "If you don't practice well, be careful to meet a fierce man like Cao Ran when you go out, you will be beaten up halfway."

This sentence sounds a bit familiar...

Ning Yi was so amused and crying. What is this?

"There is only Cao Ran of the Great Sui Dynasty. What can I do to me?" He slowly took off the letter without any panic. He wanted to tell who he met when he went out and could get rid of himself. Ning Yi couldn't find many younger generations.

I'm really not panicked, not at all.

After the heart of the natal sword was opened, Ning Yi was a little itchy and wanted to find an opponent.

Ning Yi took two steps and came to the door of the mansion. Before he could open the door.

His expression suddenly became a little wonderful.

He suddenly understood where the previously inexplicable sense of familiarity came from...

Because he thought of what he said to someone before at the top of Changling Mountain.

One sentence is, "Come and have time to have tea."

Another sentence is.

"The sky is not peaceful, be careful to be stopped and beaten to death halfway through."

Drink tea and be beaten.

Ning Yi sighed in his heart and silently opened the door of the mansion.

He narrowed his eyes. Even though he was mentally prepared, he had not expected that Liu's appearance would be so miserable.

The spotless white clothes were covered with blood on both sides of their shoulders, and a hole was stabbed in the abdomen, and a scarlet red.

The injury is very serious.

Liu Shiyi, who was pale-faced, stood in front of the mansion door, still upright and still had bright eyes.

He covered his abdomen with one hand and hovered in front of the mansion door, ready to knock on the door.

Blood oozed out of the wound on the abdomen, and the gap between the five fingers could no longer be covered.

Ning Yi thought to himself, this is a prophecy, or a crow's mouth?

Judging from Liu Shiyi's appearance, he may fall at any time.

This thought just flashed through Ning Yi's mind.

With a "click", the threshold sounded.

Liu Shiyi fell into his arms.

......

......

"The left shoulder, right shoulder, and abdomen were stabbed three times."

The girl opened the sandalwood box and said seriously: "The wound has a cold air, like a ghost cultivator in the southern border, but it is different. These swords should be heading for the fatal key, but he avoided it. The wound on his shoulder was behind him, one left and one right, and it should be a sneak attack... The wound on his abdomen is frontal and the most fatal."

She took out a pill from the sandalwood box.

Shushan once cured Xu Qingyan's divine poison at Ganye Temple.

In addition to practicing physical fitness, Master Qianshou also practiced alchemy techniques. In the back mountain, he had a very comprehensive range of elixirs and elixirs. The mountain master Lu Sheng was not only proficient in talismans and formations, but also had some knowledge of elixirs. He had achieved achievements in Qimen and extraordinary techniques for thousands of years. Almost no one can compare with him.

This pill was given to Ning Yi and Yatou by Thousand Hands. Before going down the mountain, it was necessary to practice and heal wounds.

There are three in total.

One is for Ning Yi, one is for the girl, and one is for the one is a must-have.

The Daluo Golden Immortal cannot live or die, but when he walks around the world, he has a golden elixir in his hand, and when he is seriously injured, he can survive.

Ning Yi took the pill.

"Prepare orally, mix with water." The girl looked at Ning Yi and said seriously: "If you don't take medicine, you may die."

Ning Yi rolled his eyes. He tried to open Liu Shiyi's mouth and found that Liu Shiyi's mouth seemed to be stitched. He refused to open it. He pinched the person and pinched his cheeks, which was useless.

He narrowed his eyes and swept his mind.

Xinghui blocked Liu Shiyi's cheeks and protected two parts of his body, one was his head and the other was his dantian.

Invisible toxins are spreading.

Scarlet reds wandered on the surface like snakes. When she opened her robe, Liu Shiyi's skin was very white, whiter than many women, almost the same as a girl.

Ning Yi's face was solemn. It seemed that it was not a simple sword injury. The sword weapon was also quenched with poison that could threaten the practitioners of the Later Realm.

Try it out in every way.

All failed.

"What should I do if this young man refuses to open his mouth?"

Ning Yi was a little helpless, and he turned his eyes to the girl.

Pei Fan was silent.

The atmosphere between the scenes is in a subtle embarrassment.

Pei Fan slowly stretched out one hand, bounced up a finger, and pointed it at Ning Yi's lips.

"You want me... to bite it to him and feed it to him?"

Ning Yi widened his eyes and said, "How could it be so easy for my first time in my life??"

"If you don't come, do you want me to come?" The girl rubbed her eyebrows and was quite angry: "Is it from Jianhu Palace? I don't know anything else. If the sword poison is emitted, it will probably be cold. Tell Liu Shi to buy a coffin for his disciples."
To be continued...