Two weeks after Pei Fan's retreat.

early morning.

When Ning Yi woke up on the bed in Xiaoshuanglou, he was confused and subconsciously shouted the word "如如".

This is not the first time.

After getting silence as an answer, Ning Yi suddenly woke up.

Then I realized... the girl who has been by my side has not met for two weeks... and will not meet in the next two weeks, or even two months.

Different from when I was in Hongshan.

Some things happen inadvertently.

For example, when you wake up, you subconsciously call out the person's name.

Before I knew it, until one day there was no response and the feeling of loss filled my heart, I realized that it had become a habit to subconsciously call someone's name.

And after these things become habits, it is difficult to quit.

From Xiling Bodhisattva Temple to Shushan Xiaoshuang Mountain, there are always people waiting for themselves in the dim lights.

Depend on each other for so many years.

Now that we are just a short separation, why is it always difficult to adapt?

Ning Yi smiled and thought that this was just a small matter, but there was only a slight change... One person was waiting for another, and now he became the one waiting for.

The birds parked at the head of the tree tilted their heads and looked at the mottled bamboo window, and the boy lying on the bed in large shape, with three feet of sunshine falling on his cheeks.

The boy rubbed his eyebrows and let go of his thoughts... got up, dressed, and washed up.

After a while, press your hands on both sides of the pool and bend down to soak your face.

Cold water penetrates the skin and the thoughts gradually become clear.

look up.

The wrung towel wiped his cheeks vigorously. Ning Yi let out a breath and pushed Xiaoshuanglou away.

The open space on the top of the mountain in front of the gate had already been placed one after another, and was filled with people.

On Xiaoshuang Mountain are faces of joy and expectation.

"Uncle Ning."

"Uncle Master!"

"Uncle Master..."

These disciples defeated Wang Yi on Tiejian Mountain that day and slapped the face of the visitor from Qiangshan in the East. Ning Yi could clearly feel that the disciples of Shushan who usually greeted him on the road now saw him, and now they had different lights in their eyes. They used to be just polite respect, but now they were passionate longing and awe.

There is Luo Changsheng, the number one in the Stars List in Qiangshan, so what?

There is Uncle Ning in Shushan, who is also the number one in the Sui Dynasty today!

This is indeed an exciting thing for a holy mountain.

It was not too difficult for Ning Yi to practice behind Old Sword Fairy Ye to practice. He only needed to sharpen his soul. The Monkey Forest on the back of Shu Mountain and the visualization volume of the Sutra Pavilion were all practice places to sharpen his soul. Six days a week, the rest of the day was free.

Last week, Ning Yi opened a temple in Xiaoshuang Mountain and tried to preach in his spare time.

Compared with the great practitioners of the sect, Ning Yi's level of practice is not high, only eight realms, but the value of these eight realms is extremely high. The resources he eats alone are enough to make a normal sect pile up two life stars, and they are steady and steady.

Most of the elders of the Life Star in the Hidden Sect practice in seclusion and rarely open a forum to give me some advice. Senior Sister Qianshou is busy with affairs, and the whereabouts of the second and third brothers are misty.

As soon as Ning Yi held a lecture, the peaks of Shushan and even the disciples of Yin Sect came to study.

Ning Yi only guided the junior nephews in the first and middle realms, as well as the difficulties in the sword energy realm.

Compared with the guidance of the great practitioner of the Fate Star, Ning Yi's guidance is more simple and comes to the point, especially in the sword energy realm. Ning Yi's natal sword heart does not go to extremes, but is the heart of the Wanhua sword, which includes the vast world, and has extremely exquisite tips.

Today is the second sermon. The effect of the first forum was excellent, which allowed Ning Yi's Xiaoshuang Mountain to gain more audiences. Some practitioners from the eighth and even nineth realms of the Hidden Sect also came here, silently finding a place, waiting for Ning Yi to start the lecture.

Ning Yi looked around and saw most of the strange faces, smiled slightly, and bowed.

Sit down in the open space in front of the building.

The opening sermon was actually what Mr. Ye meant. While following his ancestors to practice the soul, Ning Yi asked for advice on swordsmanship. In just two weeks, his understanding of the sword energy realm made great progress.

Mr. Ye asked himself to open a forum to make himself bend down and take the opportunity to answer other people's questions to see if there are any areas where his ideas can be corrected and improved.

I examine myself three times a day.

It is of great benefit to think more about the path of cultivation.

Sitting down, Ning Yi sorted out his thoughts, and then said, "Today, we start with the second volume of the "Sword Sutra"..."

Lang Lang's voice spread.

Because of the use of the Soul Method, Ning Yi's voice sounded on the heart lake of every disciple.

This is a wonderful usage. When the first time the cauldron was opened, Ning Yi's soul realm was not enough to support himself in trying this way.

He actually read all the books in Shushan Sutra Library.

In the year when he just joined Xiaoshuang Mountain, Ning Yi handwritten excerpts most of the scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion. He is different from Xu Zang. Xu Zang believes that most of the scriptures in Shushan are garbage and useless...

But Ning Yi did not have such a high talent. He grew up in Xiling since he was a child. Before he entered Shushan, he had no idea what cultivation was. Only through these scriptures in Shushan Sutra Pavilion did he gradually realize the outline of the sword energy world, and then stepped into the palace step by step.

Three Thousand Great Ways, geniuses have geniuses, and mortals have mortals. In the final analysis, there is no good or bad, right or wrong.

Ning Yi's voice spread.

"Some people say that there is no need to pursue momentum when drawing a sword. The faster the sword energy, the better. Killing people invisibly and heartbroken... But in fact, this is not correct."

"Huo Ruyi shot nine sunsets, as if the emperors were flying dragons. He came like thunder and frightened, and as if the rivers and seas were filled with a clear light... A true swordsman could move mountains and seas with one sword... destroy the city and open the sky. In short, the road to swordsman's qi is not just used to kill people. In some places in the Sui world, there are turbulent and uneasy and peace. It is the swordsman who used the long sword in his sleeve to open up a piece of peace."

Ning Yi's words actually mean a little obvious.

Isn’t the peace of the West Sea benefiting from the “children” of our ancestors?

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The disciples of Shushan who were sitting on the cushion soon entered the state and were immersed in the teachings of the soul Xuanyin.

Even the eight-level practitioners leaning on the Xiaoshuang Mountain tree raised their eyebrows, hugged their arms, closed their eyes, and felt that Ning Yi was talking about something interesting.

The time for the opening ceremony was very fast. Ning Yi just chose two scriptures at will. Without time to explain it in detail, half of the time passed, it was already noon, so I had a short rest.

Before the day passed, Ning Yi began to answer.

Most of them are some problems in kendo.

Ask a question.

Then click.

"Uncle Ning, my sword energy is blocked and I cannot deliver the fastest sword..."

"There are some problems with the veins of the starlight wandering. Your sword energy wanders, and it is slightly deviated when it is unsheathed."

"Uncle Ning, I am now stopping in the third realm. I want to break into the fourth realm but I am always a little short of it."

"Your third realm is not perfect enough, and the foundation of the first realm is not solid enough. The ability to control the starlight will be deviated and cannot operate according to the perfect trajectory, so the breaking of the realm has been blocked. There is a "First Burning Volume" in the Sutra Pavilion. You can correspond to the contents of the volume and suppress the starlight trajectory again."

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After Mr. Zhao Rui's death, the atmosphere of practice in Shushan was actually not very good.

The elders of the Hidden Sect preached mostly according to the rules of the sect, and the preaching is held at least once a year. Some elders are perfunctory, delay time, or have selfish intentions, and they will choose to retain some opinions when they are instructed... and the time for guidance is very slow, so the disciples are inevitably confused. After some guidance, it will take months to fully understand.

And Ning Yi's guidance was like a short dagger unsheathed.

It is fast and sharp, with swords and swords, and the medicine can cure the disease.

Tap directly to the key points and never waste time.

Although Ning Yi's guidance was very fast, there were too many visitors on Xiaoshuang Mountain this time. The last time Ning Yi's guidance gave a group of disciples real guidance, and the news spread quickly. This time, several practitioners from the Later Realm came, some of whom practiced in the Hidden Sect for many years and stopped here.

The forum rules of Xiaoshuangshan only guide the first and middle realms.

These people in the future are no longer within the scope of Ning Yi's guidance.

But they were asking questions about the kendo, and Ning Yi did not find it difficult, so he also gave his own answer. Several practitioners of the Hidden Sect looked like they were aged 80 years old, and their faces were not old. They still bowed respectfully and left happily with light steps.

The day of preaching was over, and it was dusk.

Ning Yi rubbed his sore eyebrows and smiled at the last fellow disciples of the Yin Sect who left, and found it interesting... The practitioners of the Yin Sect had a relationship with their own lineage and chose to retire to Laolin. They would not go out without any foreign affairs in Shushan. They would look old-fashioned and strict when they went out occasionally.

When they asked their kendo questions, they looked confused. Maybe they thought Ning Yi was too young and they were not suitable for calling "Mr." and "Teacher". The word "Uncle Master" could not be pronounced. It was difficult to speak at the beginning, and it was only stuttering that the problem was clearly explained.

After the problem was solved, these fellow students suddenly realized that the embarrassment was still valid, but the joy of breaking through the clouds could not be concealed.

Before leaving, the fellow disciples of Yin Sect left two peach pastry pancakes made at the foot of the mountain for Ning Yi... It was a little bit of fun.

Ning Yi stood up, lifted the oil paper bag, and ate the pancake in small bites.

After a day of hunger, the crispy oil of the peach crispy pancake was bitten off in one bite, crispy, crispy, dry and sweet.

"The time is almost here..."

Ning Yi finished eating the pancakes and looked at the darkening sky.

At this time, Mr. Ye should have arrived at the back mountain and was waiting for him.
Chapter completed!