After returning from the sword, he found that the girl was sleepy and drowsy. He didn't know what was going on. He exhausted his energy and his head was like a chicken pecking at rice. He was funny and cute. Ning Yi moved gently and carried the girl back to the bed, covering her with a thin quilt. He was a little worried and hit a floor on the ground.

This was the most peaceful night Ning Yi slept in Tiandu Imperial City.

The soul is peaceful and everything is silent.

The sword intent in the divine pool swayed like grass, and the dead energy that was silent at the bottom of the pool was not abnormal.

Go to a deep sleep and have nothing to do all night.

The rooster crows, dawn.

Ning Yi woke up in a daze. Before he opened it, he suddenly felt that there was a delicate body in his arms. It was not that they had never had the same bed. In the past, they could only squeeze a bed in the ruined temple of Xiling Bodhisattva, but they both slept back to back. At that time, the girl didn't know anything when she was young, but Ning Yi would take the initiative to avoid suspicion and calm her mind.

Now Ning Yi could feel a small ball of softness squeezing her chest through the fabric. The girl hugged her carelessly, sleeping peacefully, breathing slightly.

What happened last night...

If I remember correctly, I put the girl on the bed, then covered her with a thin quilt and put it on the floor.

Why is it so far?

Ning Yi's face turned a little red.

The gentle breathing sound rang out rhythmically.

The girl was still sleeping soundly, and she looked very sleepy. She had an arm and a thigh hanging on Ning Yi, like an octopus.

Ning Yi calmly picked up his pink arms, stood up slowly, put on a black robe, and silently closed the door of the house, came to the yard, and began to practice the body tempering method of Shushan. At sunrise, purple qi came east, which was the best time to practice the body tempering method.

The White Bone Plain absorbed the silky rays of the yard and sucked and breathed with the stars.

Ning Yi looked inside his heart and soul sea and found that his divine pool was unexpectedly quiet. From Changling, the dead energy in the divine pool took root and gathered, and there was a vague momentum of closing and rising invasion.

Ning Yi once guessed that when these dead energy came to his divine pool, they should start a route that gradually erodes the whole body. They should first gather, then slowly condense, and then dye the divine pool black and gradually rub it into their bones.

Now it seems that these dead auras are not as strong as they think.

Ning Yi's mood was a little complicated.

He rubbed his eyebrows, and after a set of boxing techniques, he slowly stood still, unable to understand... What happened after he fell asleep last night?

The wooden door creaked and pushed open.

The girl rubbed her sleepy eyes and yawned, her body was still cool, with two slender shoulder straps on the left and right, and a white gauze skirt that reached her thighs. Fortunately, she was covered with a linen shawl on her shoulder.

Ning Yi went out and bought her favorite oil tea shop breakfast for the girl.

He didn't mention what happened last night, and the girl didn't say it either. It seemed that she didn't know or wasn't going to mention it?

Nothing happened anyway.

Ning Yi sighed silently in his heart and let the matter go.

The days that follow, when you are free, will be boring practice.

The girl practiced calligraphy, painting, carving talismans and formations as she always worked hard, but she moved the large blue and white pear wooden table to the yard without bothering. Fortunately, the Jianxinghou’s mansion was large enough, and only Ning Yi and the other two lived in it, and it was more than enough to put a large wooden table.

Ning Yi sat in the yard and practiced.

The two of them were bathed in the rare sunshine after the spring came, and the wind was bright and sunny for several days.

Time becomes slow and warm.

......

......

"Piaoxue Sword Intent... Piaoxue Sword King from Jianhu Palace became famous for his sword intent. This sword intent is not strong, but it has a miraculous effect. It evolved from 'water' in the five elements."

"The Great Yan Sword Intent, from the Great Yan Sword Lord of Qiangshan, is fierce and irritable, masculine and powerful, and forms a sharp contrast with the Piaoxue sword intent. It belongs to the 'fire' among the five elements."

Ning Yi sat in the yard, and a wisp of soul was immersed in the dantian.

After the practitioner ignites the spark in the first realm, he can see the situation in his body. The scene in Ning Yi's dantian gradually casts a "pool" as his cultivation slowly improves. The edge of the pool is leaning against the "Drawing the Ancient Sword of the Sword of the Taiyi Save Ku Tianzun.

This divine pool is not connected to the Xinhu Lake. Ning Yi's Xinhu Lake is not far from the Shenhu Lake. It is a small distance away. At the end of the cloud and mist bridge, the divine nature that has been continuously born and flowed from Xu Qingyan's body is like a layer of fog, slowly condensed on the Shenhu Lake, gathering less into many, condensed from gas to liquid, and then dropped, falling into the pool drop by drop.

The pool is rippling.

Ning Yi looked at the sword intent of the pool, and there were a total of 319 sword energy artistic conceptions. Each of these sword energy artistic conceptions meant a brand new direction. Before he climbed Changling, he had never seen how big the world of sword cultivator was.

Now he has seen it.

The sword weapon that suspended above the heart lake was close to suppressing the three academy flying swords, and the consciousness seemed to have awakened.

"Ning Yi... Let me see what you have gained in Changling."

The divine thought slowly swept through.

The sound of the sword weapon was close to him was filled with a hint of amazement, and he said, "So many sword intents? You have walked Changling all over."

Ning Yi scratched his head and smiled, "Yes... I took away all the sword intents of Changling."

"This is a good thing, not a good thing." The voice of the sword weapon became serious. "The sword intent in the divine pool cannot be chewed too much. You must never try to cultivate every sword intent to the end, otherwise it is very likely that you will get nothing and waste time."

Ning Yi nodded.

He understood this principle.

"The dead aura hidden under these sword intents...you should understand what the consequences are." Jian Qijin said lightly: "Since you have made this choice, you must have the determination to bear the price."

Ning Yi looked solemn and said, "Senior, have anyone tried to absorb so much dead energy two thousand years ago?"

The clay sculpture and stone statue slowly shook his head and said, "This is a big taboo. Almost no one tried it under the ten realms. As far as I know, those practitioners are really infected with death energy, and they have indeed encountered great disasters."

The sword weapon paused slightly and said to himself, "But practice is a despicable thing. Whether it is a disaster or a misfortune, it will never be immortal in the end. It is always a piece of yellow earth, and it is contaminated with death. Is it even harder to deal with the Dao wounds I suffered in the Nirvana realm?"

The clay sculptures and stones were as delicate as their eyes, murmured: "Looking at your appearance, the dead air doesn't seem to spread much... Do you have the means to suppress them?"

Ning Yi grinned and said, "Maybe my life is hard."

"Senior, I want to mix these sword intents together, not the kind that can be fully understood by each one."

Ning Yi stood beside the divine pool. He raised a finger. A "frost grass" on the pool water was pulled out of the water. The rhizomes were red and burning with blazing flames. This was the sword intent of the Qiangshan Dayan Sword Lord. He took root in the divine pool. After Ning Yi took it out, the grass leaves trembled, and the remaining thoughts of the master still existed.

"After watching the monument, as long as I can suppress the residual thoughts of this sword intent, I can use it for me, comprehend or discard it." Ning Yi looked at the clay sculpture and said, "There are 319 sword intents here, which is too many. I spent a lot of effort to touch each sword intent. I found that there were some powerful sword cultivators who practiced several artistic conceptions at the same time."

He lifted his palm slightly, and the palm of his palm was like a thread connecting threads, pulling out several sword intents. The water waves of the divine pool were rippling. These sword intents were quietly suspended in front of Ning Yi. As the young man fell over, he began to rotate around Ning Yi and turned into blurred light and shadows.

"A swordsman who is so old that he knows his age, the name on the Changling stone tablet is already blurred. He only knows that his surname is Dugu, and he has practiced the artistic conception of nine sword energy."

Ning Yi bounced his fingers out, and a ball of sword intent flew out from the light curtain of the spiral of the sword, stagnating before the clay sculpture near the sword weapon.

This ball of sword intent was actually surrounded by nine sword intents.

"The sword intent of killing is the main purpose, plus the sword intent of wind, the sword intent of reincarnation and prosperity... a total of nine sword intents have melted into a brand new and complete sword intent." Ning Yi sighed softly: "Incredible, amazing."

The clay sculpture stared at Ning Yi.

"What else? Tell all your thoughts."

The sound of the sword weapon is close, with a hint of appreciation and praise.

Ning Yi said seriously: "I am wondering whether the path of sword cultivator's practice will be from broken to complete, from small to large... It is like the practice of starlight, first ignite the spark, then gradually make up for the starlight in the body, ignite many acupoints, and begin to reflect the stars in the sky, illuminate the darkness, and embark on immortal practice."

"Sword cultivator first realized a sword intent, then gradually filled it up, cultivated a complete sword energy artistic conception, and then began to explore a larger world. When many sword intents were brought together, they reached the Nirvana realm." Ning Yi looked at the sword weapon close to him and asked seriously: "Senior...is this true?"

There is silence.

"If I can applaud, there will be applause here."

Jianqi looked at Ning Yi closely and said seriously: "You have a good understanding. This is the way we are taking...but there is a little different."

"If you practice the starry light, you can have no sword energy. But if you practice the sword energy, you can't have no star energy. The sword energy is like a soul, and the star light is a shell." The voice of the clay sculpture was filled with a hint of sadness, and said, "I should have gone to Changling too? If I had seen so many, maybe I wouldn't have taken some detours later."

His eyes returned to Ning Yi and said, "Ning Yi...you are not bad, really good."

The sound of the sword weapon paused slightly, and it rang over the heart lake again: "So, what do you want?"

Ning Yi pressed his palm slightly.

The sword intent that had just been pulled out, the big beads fell into the jade plate, and all of them were smashed back into the divine pool.

"I want to find my 'Tao' among the sword intent of these seniors."

Five sword intents are still floating above the divine pool.

Ning Yi whispered: "Qianyan Sword Intention of Qiangshan Dayan Sword Lord, the 'Piaoxue Sword Intention of Jianhu Palace, the 'Xiong Sword Intention of Metal, the 'Dayan Sword Intention of Wood, and the 'Huanglong Sword Intention of Earth... I have been thinking about what if I rub them together?"

"Five sword intents correspond to the five elements."

The sword weapon frowned and said, "They are not pure gold, wood, water, fire and earth. If you want to create the five elements, you should extract the most essential and ultimate sword intent."

Ning Yi stretched out his hands and slowly closed them.

Under the control of divine thoughts, the five sword intents slowly squeezed and merged together.

The light overflowed outside the divine pool.

The boy's voice murmured.

"Senior, the 'Tao' I saw... is not the Five Elements."

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