The leaves are falling one after another, and with the slight chill, it gradually enters the dark night.
It was very dark in the cave. If Yang Ning hadn't lit a fire in the middle, he wouldn't even have been able to see the light.
Yang Ning already knew that he was still in the mountain stream, not very far from the platform where he fought a few days ago. Yang Ning simply treated the old ape's wounds. Although the sudden attack was quick, Yang Ning's support was also quick and did not cause fatal damage to the old ape.
Surrounded by this, the old ape did not look optimistic. Although his life was saved, his body was bleeding excessively and he looked very weak.
At this time, Yang Ning had already processed the hare that the old ape had brought and put it on a shelf. The fire was blazing below, and the oil dripped continuously, making a "sizzling" sound. On the shelf, the golden skin , looks lush and green.
The old ape seemed to have forgotten about the wound on his abdomen. His mouth was open, and he stared at the naked hare with an envious look on his face, just like looking at a naked beauty.
As for Yang Ning, she was waiting quietly, but she was not waiting for the hare to be roasted, but waiting for the white milk droplets that had not been dripping down for a long time.
Just when he was saving the old ape, Yang Ning discovered that as long as he used his spiritual power, the gecko poison in his heart would relapse again. Although it was not violent, as a cultivator, it was impossible for Yang Ning not to be able to use his spiritual power. , Therefore, Yang Ning still needs a lot of such white milk drops. At least until the gecko poison is relieved, she may be indispensable for these white milk drops.
Thinking of this, Yang Ning couldn't help but curse herself secretly.
If it hadn't been for his support that day, fighting against the Five Poisons of Sichuan, there would never have been such a bitter fruit, but the bitter fruit was already done, and Yang Ning regretted that it was too late.
The old ape looked at the hare on the barbecue grill, and Yang Ning stared at the white droplets. The cave was very quiet, with only the flames burning quietly. Occasionally, a drop of golden oil fell into the flames, making a "sizzling" sound. .
Gradually, as the night deepens, a hint of coolness comes.
Tick tock…
A drop of lotion fell into the jade bottle prepared by Yang Ning in advance. Although Yang Ning could not name the lotion yet, Yang Ning knew that this kind of lotion was definitely not simple, because it not only restrained the poison of gecko It not only has the effect of stabilizing your heart pulse, but it is not an exaggeration to say that this lotion is a panacea.
A drop of lotion fell, and Yang Ning took the hare off the grill.
The old ape looked a little excited, because Yang Ning took it off, which meant that the hare could be eaten, so the old ape was naturally happy.
Yang Ning divided the hare into two parts and gave the other half to the old ape.
The old ape looked ecstatic, as if he had completely forgotten the pain in his abdomen. He imitated Yang Ning's movements with both hands, tore off a piece of meat and began to chew it.
Yang Ning looked at the old ape who was eating happily and thought to himself that although the old ape was very intelligent, he still had no cultivation and was not considered an advanced beast at all. But looking at such a wise old ape, Yang Ning was still grateful from the bottom of his heart, because if it weren't for this old ape, he might have been completely dead.
Maybe the old ape is as happy as the old ape, but Yang Ning doesn't understand. Looking at the old ape with an excited face eating, Yang Ning is also happy for it from the bottom of his heart.
One meal, one person and one animal, eat with all your heart, and eat with joy.
Tick tock…
Another drop, time seemed to pass quickly, nearly an hour passed.
After eating, the old ape sat next to the fire, and gradually fell asleep under the heat of the fire. Maybe it was because he was tired from being chased by the wolf, or maybe he was too full. In short, the old ape seemed to be sleeping very soundly. After a while, , the sound of whirring came out.
Yang Ning stayed next to the old ape and waited quietly.
At this moment, Yang Ning's heart was very quiet, like a vast ocean, calm and without any waves in sight.
Only when the mind is calm and the spirit is calm can the soul be calm.
Yang Ning hasn't enjoyed all this quietly for a long time. Cultivation is inherently boring, but Yang Ning's journey along the way has not been boring at all. Instead, it has been extremely bloody.
Since his rebirth, Yang Ning has been running for his own body. Although Yang Ning has not said it, the body quenching liquid back then was because this body was too fragile. Yang Ning had to be so cruel to himself. It was also because of the body quenching liquid. Because of this, Yang Ning was able to have a deep foundation.
Then, in order to build his own foundation, he tried to use the inner elixir of Feiniao, which almost caused him to die again, but he finally survived. All the way down to this day, it has almost never stopped, and it is always accompanied by bloodshed. wind.
Yang Ning had seen enough blood along the way, but along the way, Yang Ning also felt a different kind of training.
In my previous life, even though the cheap master ignored me, I still grew up under the mentor's loving care and had a smooth journey until I reached the peak.
But in this life, it is really about self-cultivation. Only after going through the bloody storm can one have a flawless foundation.
Yang Ning felt like there was a fire burning in his heart for a long time.
The sword intention slowly burst out from Yang Ning's body, silently, guarding the surroundings like this. The tranquility in his heart finally brought benefits to Yang Ning.
Tick tock…
It was another hour, but Yang Ning felt that everything seemed to pass quickly, as if it happened in an instant.
Ling Tian Jue operates autonomously, like a never-ending stream of water. Although it is slow, it still flows, like a trickle in a mountain stream, flowing quietly.
The night is silent, like a god peeping in the dark, watching everything silently.
Yang Ning knew that it was time for him to prepare for his breakthrough to the mountain-building realm.
In my previous life, with the help of my master, I broke through the mountain-building realm just like drinking water, everything fell into place. But in this life, I don’t have Master’s powerful help.
You need to do everything yourself...
Yang Ning thought secretly, the fire in her heart burning quietly, as if it had never stopped.
The spiritual power gradually surged, and Yang Ning finally reached the high-level perfection of the Mountain Viewing Realm in the early morning. The next step is to reach the peak of the Mountain Viewing Realm, which means burning his body, igniting the divine fire, and becoming the fire of the soul. Break through the mountain-building realm and become a true strongman.
After one night, Yang Ning received a total of five drops of white milk in the jade bottle. In other words, he can only do it five times in the future. If he cannot completely eliminate the gecko's poison in the five times, then he will His life is really in danger.
The morning light is never late and appears on the top of the mountain stream on time. The clouds and mist are shrouded in the mountain stream, and there is gradually a trace of vitality in the mountain stream.
The ape cries incessantly, the crane croaks incessantly, and the trickle of water gradually moves away.
After Yang Ning and Lao Yuan had breakfast, Yang Ning said goodbye to Lao Yuan and hit the road again. Although the old ape seems to have a lot of reluctance, there will always be a separation when we meet, and the separation is also for a better encounter.
Yang Ning left a lot of cooked food for the old ape. In short, the old ape will not worry about being hungry again until he recovers.
Yang Ning found a thick tree trunk in the mountain stream, used it to cut a scabbard, and put the Chengyi Sword inside.
If you go to Beixuan Sword Sect, you will definitely meet many swordsmen, and Yang Ning does this to improve himself.
The sword-drawing technique has not been used since Yang Ning learned it, but the sword-drawing technique is definitely a trump card for Yang Ning at this stage.
However, after thinking about it last night, Yang Ning has decided that the sword drawing technique will be his own sword move from now on.
When he can safely pull out the wooden sword scabbard in his hand, it means that his sword drawing skills are truly perfect.
Yang Ning made many wooden scabbards along the way and placed them in the space ring. Because it is close to Shuchuan River, there are many swordsmen here. Therefore, Yang Ning carried the Chengyi Sword on his back.
Finally, five days later, Yang Ning finally left the mountain stream.
Standing at the top of the mountain stream, Yang Ning saw the face of Shuchuan.
There are mountains everywhere and mountain streams everywhere, and among these mountains, you can vaguely see the endless pavilions, which are the mountain gates of Beixuan Sword Sect.
Yang Ning went down the mountain and climbed over the mountain...
A month later, we finally arrived at the foot of Geyu Mountain.
Swordsmen carrying swords can be seen everywhere here. Although we don’t know what level the swordsman has reached, the influence of the Beixuan Sword Sect has already been revealed.
Beixuan Sword Sect is like a patron saint in Shuchuan, guarding the surrounding Shuchuan. Although it cannot make the people rich and prosperous, the peace of one side can be guaranteed. Therefore, the people living here feel very satisfied, and for Thanks to the merits of Beixuan Sword Sect, ordinary people here also admire swordsmanship.
The sword is a killing weapon, but these ordinary people do it more for the belief in their hearts.
Yang Ning looked at the flow of people coming and going at the foot of the mountain, shook his head, and murmured to himself: "Things can wake you up, but such a swordsman also shows that the Beixuan Sword Sect has been corrupted to a certain extent..."
I don’t know if Jian Jue, who had returned at the time, would be so angry that he would vomit blood when he saw this scene. Yang Ning looked at him, and a smile gradually appeared on his face, as if he was smiling for Jian Jue, smiling bitterly.
In front of Yang Ning, there were steps one after another, following the trend of the mountains, gradually going up, leading to the tranquility.
The clouds and mist make it difficult to see the true face of the top of the mountain, which also gives Beixuan Sword Sect a certain degree of mystery.
Yang Ning stepped on the steps, step by step, down to earth, and walked up.
"Look, someone's coming up again..."
"Really, don't you know that the threshold of Beixuan Sword Sect is extremely high?"
"Those who don't know don't know what it means..."
"Another overestimation of one's abilities..."
In the crowd, some people gradually started talking, looking at the wooden scabbard Yang Ning was carrying, and there was a lot of abuse.
Yang Ning turned a deaf ear to this and walked alone, all of which had nothing to do with him.
Gradually, Yang Ning came to the bank of clouds and mist, looking at everything below, looking at the mountains and forests, it really felt like he was in a fairyland.
As he gradually approached Beixuan Sword Sect, Yang Ning felt a sharp aura.
It was an illusory rule, a rule belonging to the sword. Everything was vaguely filled with the aura of killing.
A paradise for swords and a paradise for swordsmen.
There is no trace of anything left, just the sword.
Yang Ning felt that the Chengyi Sword was shaking on his back, as if it was about to be unsheathed, and it let out a gentle roar.
finally reached……
Yang Ning looked at the pavilion above the clouds and mist, vaguely, but full of the breath of the sword.
Yang Ning felt in her heart that she was like a wanderer who had been wandering for a long time and finally returned home at this moment.
The Chengyi Sword is unsheathed.
Snapped……
The wooden scabbard shattered.
Damn it...
Forgot about this...
There was a black line on Yang Ning's forehead, but the Chengyi Sword had already flown away from his hand, making a loud sword cry.
Zheng……
"Is it finally here?"
