Just when Yang Ning was ashamed, Fen Han changed the subject and said, "But in two days, you still have to be careful about that Bai Yuwei."
Yang Ning solemnly recalled the scene of the conversation between the two that day. The Five Dragons of Canglan Sect were by no means in vain. With just one small move of his own, he can deduce his purpose. He is indeed worthy of the name of the talented man in white.
Yang Ning nodded.
"Okay, you've just recovered from your serious injury, so don't go out. It's important to regain your strength quickly." Fen Han said.
After all, the two of them are not in their own army, but in the enemy camp. It is best to maintain peak strength at all times.
"Okay." Yang Ning responded and came to her room.
I don’t know what surprises yesterday’s Jianyi Grass can bring me? Yang Ning was looking forward to it.
Taking out the Jianyi grass in the space pot, Yang Ning observed it carefully.
The rhizome may be slightly dry and yellow because it has been left out of water for too long. However, the three sword-shaped leaves are extremely green due to the presence of sword intent. Especially on the edges of the leaves, one can even feel the sharp and unstoppable power of the sword.
It seems that the owner from this grassland must have good attainments in swordsmanship, otherwise he would not have such a sharp swordsmanship.
Among the Sword Intent Grass, the sword leaf is the most precious because it can absorb the swordsman's sword intent.
Fortunately, the stall owner yesterday didn't know much about Sword Intention, otherwise this Sword Intent Grass would definitely have more than one spiritual crystal.
Thinking of this, Yang Ning smiled slightly and said: "The sword intention has not broken through for a long time, this time it depends on you."
With that said, Yang Ning tore off a sword leaf directly.
Due to the sword intention, the sword leaf is as hard as iron, and you can even feel the slightest repulsion.
Unexpectedly, after such a long time, the sword intention contained in this sword leaf is still so powerful. It seems that this sword intention grass is definitely a good deal.
Yang Ning didn't hesitate, opened her mouth and swallowed it.
"It hurts..." Yang Ning left one sentence and hurriedly guarded the sea of consciousness with her mind.
What followed was severe pain.
His throat felt as if ten thousand swords were cutting him, and a wave of cold sweat instantly spread all over his body.
The sword leaf was still squirming in his throat, but Yang Ning already felt a little numb.
He pulled up his clothes with one hand and put it directly into his mouth. He bit his clothes, closed his eyes tightly, and then used Ling Tian Jue to guide the sword leaf into his abdomen.
Wherever he went, Yang Ning seemed to have experienced thousands of tortures. The sword intent surged out crazily, plundering and surging.
"Such a strong sword intent..." Yang Ning took the time to sigh and guarded the sea of consciousness with a strong mind.
After nearly half an hour of severe pain, Yang Ning finally controlled the sword leaf to reach his abdomen.
In an instant, the originally calm abdomen felt as if it had exploded. It was occupied by sword intent, as if the river was turning upside down, and there were even turbulent waves contained within it.
Unexpectedly, this weak sword intention could be so injured. With Yang Ning's peak sword intention, he couldn't suppress it at all.
The sword intention in the sword leaf seems to want to occupy the magpie nest and become the master of this place.
Yang Ning was covered in cold sweat. In less than a moment, she was soaked to the skin, and her face turned extremely pale in an instant.
There is a saying from the previous practitioners: Only by enduring hardship can one become a master.
Yang Ning did not give up, endured the severe pain, split her mind, and slowly moved closer to her abdomen.
Yang Ning was very careful, because the strong sword intention could not only cut through the visible moves, but also annihilate the invisible sword intention.
However, even though Yang Ning was careful, the sword intent still exceeded Yang Ning's expectations.
The moment Yang Ning's mind came closer, it was completely torn to pieces by the sword's will and completely disappeared without a trace.
Yang Ning only felt a sweetness in her throat, and there was a trace of blood hanging from the corner of her mouth.
This sword intention may have reached the state of Dacheng sword intention. A thought flashed across Yang Ning's mind, and he ran the Lingtian Jue crazily, using the unique repair ability of the Lingtian Jue to restore his own injuries first. And his abdomen became the world of this sword intent.
what to do? Yang Ning was worried.
Yesterday, the sword intent I felt was very weak. I originally thought that this sword intent was only slightly stronger than my own. But now it seems that this sword intention is definitely at the level of Dacheng.
So careless. Yang Ning was a little troubled. At this moment, she could only use the abnormal recovery ability of Lingtian Jue to cope with this difficulty.
After Yang Ning's Ling Tian Jue was in operation for three days, Yang Ning finally had an idea.
That is to completely release this sword intention, let them enter the meridians, and then slowly let it enter their own sea of consciousness.
Only in this way can he successfully absorb and refine this sword intention.
As soon as I thought about it, I just did it.
Yang Ning completely released his meridians and actively absorbed the sword energy.
"ah……"
Yang Ning let out a low roar, and veins popped out on the back of his hands.
Sweat poured down like rain, soaking a large area.
The mind that clung to the sea of consciousness collapsed in an instant. Even Yang Ning's consciousness became blurred at the same time.
Unexpectedly, this ethereal sword intention could be so domineering. So careless.
However, at this moment, the arrow was already on the string and had to be fired. Yang Ning has no way out.
The sword's intention was unscrupulous, following Yang Ning's meridians, causing mad destruction. In less than five breaths, Yang Ning's meridians became riddled with holes and fragmented.
I had known that Yang Ning's meridians had been tempered by jade refining, but in front of this sword intent, it was still like paper, falling apart in an instant. But it also strengthened Yang Ning's confidence in absorbing this sword intent.
The sword intent was destroying, and Ling Tianjue followed closely behind, restoring the meridians. Caught in an endless cycle.
But there is still an important problem, that is, the abnormal ability of Lingtian Jue still cannot keep up with the destructive speed of the sword intention.
Yang Ning wanted to use the chaotic spiritual power in the sea of consciousness to directly suppress the violent sword intent, but he was helpless because the chaotic spiritual power did not listen to him at all.
By the way, there is also Zifu.
Yang Ning was so anxious that he finally remembered the Zi Mansion that he had neglected.
And in his Zi Mansion, there is another mysterious thing, that is the bead on the top of the mountain, which is also the only gift Hui Ni left to herself.
Yang Ning hurriedly concentrated her mind and came to the Zifu. She went directly to the top of the Liangjie Mountain and guided the beads floating on the top of the mountain.
Yang Ning didn't know the purpose of this bead, because Yang Ning had never seen it before based on the memory of two generations. He only felt that this bead was as vast as the starry sky.
Could it be that this is the star spirit Hui Ni mentioned? Yang Ning was not sure, but from the bead itself, this vast power was the first time Yang Ning had seen it.
Bigger than the sea, wider than the blue sky.
Yang Ning even felt that in front of this bead, she was like a giant dragon or an ant, a drop in the ocean.
It was an insurmountable mountain and an irresistible vast sea.
But at this moment, there was no room for Yang Ning to dwell on it, because the tearing feeling in his meridians gave him no time to think.
Yang Ning roared in her heart and controlled the beads on the top of the mountain to slowly move into the meridians.
Fortunately, Yang Ning has a deep foundation, and the Zifu is assisted by the Lingtian Art to open up the second sea of consciousness. Otherwise, Yang Ning's bold action will definitely lead to death.
The beads are as majestic as the sea and contain unspeakable power. The moment they enter the meridians, it is like the arrival of a king. The originally fragmented meridians seemed to be fixed instantly like a sea-fixing needle.
As the Ling Tian Jue circulates on the fourth day, the meridians gradually recover.
The originally unbridled sword intent surrendered in an instant and became extremely silent.
This turn of events made Yang Ning overjoyed. Unexpectedly, this bead could be so powerful, which made Yang Ning feel very happy.
Hui Ni, I didn’t expect you to save me again without realizing it.
Thinking of Hui Ni, Yang Ning couldn't help but think of that sentence: If we meet in the sky one day, I will accompany you in the bamboo forest for a lifetime.
Maybe Hui Ni had known for a long time that she would leave him one day, so she acted sentimental in those days.
Recalling the bloody night before Hui Ni left, the beautiful body in her arms was so warm and comfortable.
It turned out that she had known that night that she would leave the next day, and the tenderness that night was also to leave this bead for herself.
Thinking of this, Yang Ning's eyes shed a touch of moisture. Hui Ni, you are so affectionate, how can I make up for it?
Throughout my life, I originally thought that having Wan'er was enough, but I was still confused and owed a love debt.
Ling Tian Jue is indeed a technique that Hui Ni admires. After a week, nearly half of the originally dilapidated meridians have been restored.
As the star spirit entered the meridians, Yang Ning's body emitted a faint brilliance.
This brilliance made Yang Ning look like a god, sacred and vast. If anyone were here, they would be extremely surprised, because Yang Ning at this moment seemed to be a god above the nine heavens, incomparably taller.
The sword energy was frozen, giving Yang Ning a chance to absorb it. Yang Ning quickly introduced it into his sea of consciousness, and then the star spirit returned to its position, and the Lingtian Art began to operate on its own, continuing to repair the meridians.
Yang Ning's mind came to the sea of consciousness and saw that Jianyi seemed to be frightened and became extremely well-behaved.
The reason for all this is Yang Ning's foundation.
With the Two Realms Mountain as the foundation, it is extremely strong, and it is transformed into a pillar reaching the sky with the spiritual power of chaos. With such a foundation, even throughout the ages, not many people have been able to do this. But at that time, Yang Ning, with his unique memory of two lives, had this opportunity, which can be said to be unique.
Only then did Yang Ning feel calm. As the pain in his meridians subsided, Yang Ning finally breathed a sigh of relief and spit out the piece of clothing he was biting.
"It's so suspenseful..." Yang Ning sighed, not expecting that a small sword leaf almost killed him.
"The next step is refining..." Yang Ning said to himself, gathered his mind, came to the sea of consciousness, and slowly approached the Two Realms Mountain with his sword intention.
Yang Ning planned to inject the sword intention directly into these two mountains, and use the characteristics of chaotic spiritual power to assimilate, thus forming the chaotic sword intention.
However, it was discovered that although this sword intention was ethereal and had reached great perfection, it was still somewhat shrunk if one wanted to coexist with it in the chaotic spiritual power.
Thinking of this, Yang Ning couldn't help but look at the other two sword leaves. But he couldn't help but shudder.
Because I really don’t want to experience that feeling just now. Because it is so painful. Compared with the previous body refining liquid, it is completely insignificant and cannot be compared at all.
But in order to let the sword intention and chaotic spiritual power coexist, he risked his life.
Yang Ning gritted her teeth and said with a trembling voice: "Fight..."
He directly took off two sword leaves and fed them to his mouth.
"Fuck..." Yang Ning uttered a curse word imitating Yao Xinhen's dialect, and cold sweat poured down like a downpour.
…
After a day of hard work, Yang Ning finally transported the two sword leaves into the sea of consciousness.
Looking at the sunset outside the window, Yang Ning said with emotion: "It's good to be alive..."
