Yang Ning was confused, what is this identity? I can’t help but recall the time when I met the old Taoist
"Okay, okay, there's no need for so many etiquettes." The old Taoist waved his hand, looked at Ximen Sha, and then said: "Are you going by yourself, or do you want me to take you away?"
Ximen Sha looked at Yang Ning and said, "Remember this agreement between you and me."
"Old guy, you can't..." Yao Xinhen wanted to stop him, but subconsciously covered his forehead with both hands.
"Remember, in front of outsiders, you must call me master." The old Taoist's face became kind, as if he was teaching earnestly.
"Oh." Yao Xinhen can be said to know Lao Dao very well. Although it is not obvious, Lao Dao's identity is not simple at all.
"Call Master." The old Taoist hates the fact that iron cannot become steel.
"Yes, Master." Where there is oppression, there is compromise. Yao Xinhen has obviously compromised.
"In that case, then you can leave." The old man said calmly.
Ximen Sha nodded, his body flew up, and soon there was only a black shadow left in the sky.
"Farewell to my benefactor." All the powerful men of Dao Dao Sword Sect saluted until the black shadow in the sky disappeared.
The Taoist Sword Sect is full of devastation, but it is also full of joy in the aftermath of the disaster.
It can be said that the Eighteen Peaks suffered heavy casualties because of Hongchenxuan's full pressure.
In the blink of an eye, it was already three days later.
Dao Dao Sword Sect has basically returned to its former appearance, but every Sword Sect disciple still has heavy affection on his face.
In Qianyuan Peak, there was no peace at all.
The identity of the old Taoist was also known to all the powerful men of Dao Dao Sword Sect with Ji Chanshou's intentional notification.
The guardian of the continent protects the continent from being invaded.
Yang Ning also gradually began to speculate in his mind that the reason why the old Taoist appeared at the border of the Western Wilderness was probably because of the Qingming ring on his hand.
"Brother Yao, the tide has lifted all boats." Yang Ning said. He was quite prejudiced against the identity of the veteran. The Sword Master follower he finally met was just gone.
"Hey, Brother Yang, you don't know, the life I have lived these years is not a human life..." Yao Xinhen looked miserable, touched his forehead, and said: "Look at me, It’s several layers thick..."
Lin Jian looked at Yao Xinhen. After a few days of contact, he felt like he had met this person his age too late.
In a word, they have the same smell.
Huan Ling has been staying close to Yang Ning these days because Huan Ling is afraid that Yang Ning will abandon her.
Lin Jian pointed to the center of his eyebrows and began to exchange experiences with Yao Xinhen.
"Hey, you don't know..."
"Hey, what kind of sin did I suffer in my previous life..."
Both of them were reminiscing about the past, which they couldn't bear to look back on.
Suddenly, Yang Ning's expression condensed, and her originally rosy face instantly turned pale.
"Brother Ning, what's wrong with you?" Huan Ling called nervously.
"Not good!" Yang Ning knew that Ximen Sha said when he left that his sword mark would disappear, but he didn't expect the backlash in his body to be so terrifying after the sword mark disappeared.
"It should be the backlash from the Red Dust Lock." Lin Jian hurriedly covered Yang Ning with his mental power to relieve the backlash in Yang Ning's body.
Huan Ling did not hesitate to use the fairy spirit in his body to familiarize Yang Ning with his meridians, but the effect was minimal.
"Quickly, notify the Peak Master." Yang Ning said hurriedly. The severe pain in his body made Yang Ning's green shirt soaked.
Huan Ling hurriedly used sound transmission techniques to find Tang Tianchao. Soon Tang Tianchao's figure landed and came to Yang Ning.
"The Red Dust Lock bites back. Quick, send him to the sword tomb." Tang Tianchao said, summoning the sword head from Yang Ning's body, taking Yang Ning straight to the sword end of the main peak.
"This..." Yao Xinhen looked confused.
"Hey, it's hard to put it into words..." Lin Jian looked at Tang Tianchao's leaving figure.
The two of them talked and began to exchange their experiences again, the history of unbearable memories.
Yang Ning was taken by Tang Tianchao directly to Jianya.
"Holy Lord." Tang Tianchao saw Zhao Huai, took out the sword head token, and said, "The place of the sword tomb can save his life."
Zhao Huai did not hesitate. The Taoist Sword Sect could survive only because of Ximen Sha. However, Zhao Huai also understood that if it were not for Yang Ning, Ximen Sha would definitely not take action.
Therefore, Zhao Huai directly opened the door to the Jian Tomb on Jian Ya.
"Thank you, Holy Master." Tang Tianchao sent Yang Ning to the entrance of the Sword Tomb. The sword head token was also inserted into Yang Ning's body, and then he said to Huan Ling: "Ling'er, you are taking good care of Yang Ning."
The place of Sword Tomb should not be entered lightly, but Huan Ling is an exception, because the ethereal immortal body is not affected by all external forces.
"Yes, Master." Huan Ling helped Yang Ning and walked towards the depths of the sword tomb.
Tang Tianchao looked at the two of them. Although he didn't seem to care about Yang Ning, the moment the sword head recognized its owner, Tang Tianchao paid special attention to Yang Ning. The sword head had not recognized its owner for hundreds of years. The Dao Dao Sword Sect has been stagnant for hundreds of years because of this, so Tang Tianchao did not want Yang Ning, the sword leader, to die out.
"Is it worth it?" Zhao Huai looked at the two people who had disappeared from the entrance and said lightly.
"Holy Lord, is there any question whether your junior brother's sacrifice was worth it or not?" Tang Tianchao said.
The Sword Tomb is the foundation of the Taoist Sword Sect. It is the burial place of all the strong men who belong to the Taoist Sword Sect who have reached the end of their lives and then returned to the dust. Ordinary people want to enter, unless their lives have come to an end. Otherwise it would be difficult for anyone to come out alive.
Unless someone takes the initiative to sacrifice their life for it.
Replace the death of the person who enters with the death of the person who enters. This will provide a new way of life for the person who enters.
The Sword Tomb, in Taoist Sword Sect, is not so much the Sword Sect’s heritage as it is a burial place for swords that have gone and never returned.
It's a pity that Yang Ning and Huan Ling don't know.
"Junior brother..." A look of pain flashed across Zhao Huai's face.
"Since you have decided, then you can protect them." After Zhao Huai finished speaking, he left directly.
Tang Tianchao stared at the entrance of the sword tomb, and the sword intention flowed from his body and began to slowly flow into the sword.
This is a high cliff standing hundreds of feet tall, as if it has been cut by a sword.
Tang Tianchao's figure is sitting under Jianya, protecting Yang Ning.
Tang Tianchao didn't think he was that great. He just wanted to make Dao Jian Sect strong and inspire Dao Jian Sect. As the peak master of Qian Yuan Peak, Tang Tianchao naturally knew how important Qian Yuan Peak was to Dao Jian Sect. Sex, for generations, has protected not only the Taoist Sword Sect, but also the position of the sword head.
"The moment I took charge of the Qianyuan Peak, I was already prepared to sacrifice for the Taoist Sword Sect at any time." Tang Tianchao's sword intent became more and more intense.
The sword head has a more important meaning in the Taoist Sword Sect. Although it is controlled by the Holy Lord, it is the representative of the combat power of the Taoist Sword Sect. Although Yang Ning, the sword head, has not yet grown up, Tang Tang After more than half a year of observation, Tianchao knew that Yang Ning could be trusted.
"My sacrifice is worth it." Tang Tianchao's body began to lose life.
In the sword tomb, Yang Ning, with the help of Huan Ling, had entered the sword tomb.
There are many swords, and each sword has a history, a history that belongs to its owner.
Yang Ning's meridians at this moment have been completely shattered by the red dust lock.
"Ling Tian Jue!" Huan Ling used his ethereal immortal body to continuously provide spiritual power to Yang Ning, supporting Yang Ning and walking towards the center of the sword tomb.
Suddenly, a sword hung in front of Yang Ning.
"Holding the sword and asking, knocking the sword and asking the sky..."
A voice seemed to echo in the sword light.
The swordsmanship that belonged to the sword master during his lifetime surged towards Yang Ning.
Yang Ning looked dull, looking at the long sword in front of him, muttering about the sword technique just now.
"Knocking on the sword and asking the sky..."
"Why ask? Hold the sword and don't ask, but knock the sword and ask the sky?" Yang Ning's heart seemed to be affected by the sword intention in front of the sword master. The sword in his hand buzzed and began to reproduce the master's sword technique during his lifetime.
"The way of the sword belongs to you. Knock your sword and ask the sky. Why do you ask?" Yang Ning's heart was shocked, but his mind was not affected. An ethereal aura filled Yang Ning's body.
It was the breath of Huan Ling that kept the last trace of purity in Yang Ning's soul.
"The sword in your hand should be used to kill all enemies, so why bother asking about the sword?"
"Why bother asking the sky?"
"Hold the sword and cut down all obstacles." The strength of Yang Ning's sword was reflected at this moment. Even though the opponent's sword is very powerful, even though the opponent's sword is very profound, Yang Ning's sword practice, with Ximen Sha's instructions, He had already reached the point of knowing the heart of the sword, and even touched the aura of "ordinary" after walking through the mortal road at the sword burial place of Geshu.
Obviously, the swordsmanship in front of the sword owner at this moment can no longer affect Yang Ning.
"The sword in your hand should be used to kill all enemies?"
"Tao, can it be cut?" It seems to be the question that the sword master had before his death, and it was the communication between two swordsmen from across the era.
"Tao can be cut or cannot be cut, it all lies in the heart of one's sword." Although Yang Ning felt the backlash of the red dust lock in his body, his heart was extremely calm at this moment.
"I see, that's it..." The long sword fell, making way for Yang Ning and Huan Ling to take the initiative.
"Good!" The sound of the sword fell, and Yang Ning moved forward.
Soon, the sword appeared again in front of Yang Ning and Huan Ling.
"The sword is soft, and the sword is strong. It is good and soft to all things, and it is hard to cut all things..."
What appeared in front of Yang Ning was a magic sword that was both gentle and strong.
Deep in Yang Ning's sea of consciousness, the sword light flipped, sometimes like water, sometimes like fire, embracing all things with softness, and breaking everything with hardness. It seems contradictory, but it is integrated. It seems like the two sides of the divine sword, one side is like flowing water, and the other side is like a volcano.
Yang Ning also felt throbbing. This kind of sword intention and this kind of sword style vividly reflected the tenderness of a swordsman and the decisiveness of a swordsman's killing.
"This sword technique is very strong." Yang Ning had to admit that this sword technique has surpassed the one just now.
"Can it be broken?" A voice came from the divine sword.
Yang Ning closed her eyes and meditated.
The sword, with its softness and strength, was almost perfect, but Yang Ning still shook his head, suddenly opened his eyes and said: "The sword, with its softness and strength, is indeed right, but senior, have you really done it? ?" The experience of the master of the divine sword has already appeared in Yang Ning's mind. Although this person's swordsmanship is almost perfect, his experience has not allowed him to truly use softness and strength.
"Senior, use softness to overcome hardness, and use hardness to control softness. This is the principle by which all things thrive and overcome each other."
"Senior's swordsmanship is indeed powerful, but it ignores the principle of mutual restraint of all things, and goes to extremes between softness and hardness."
Yang Ning's face gradually calmed down, and the sword intent surged through his meridians and began to flow. At this moment, Ling Tian Jue actively started to flow.
"Brother Ning..." Huan Ling looked at him tenderly, and between his hands, ethereal power continued to pour into Yang Ning's body.
"Ling'er." Yang Ning knew that the changes in his body were caused by Huan Ling, but at this moment, he could not stop it and could only cooperate.
"Extreme? Is it wrong to use softness and hardness?" A voice came from the divine sword again.
"No, it's not wrong." Yang Ning shook his head and continued: "Senior, when water reaches the extreme, it becomes ice. How can ice be soft? When fire reaches the extreme, it becomes magma. How can magma be strong?"
A pensive voice came from the divine sword.
After a while, the brilliance on the divine sword alternated between cyan and fiery red, flowing with supreme charm.
After the endless coma, Shi Yu suddenly stood up from the bed. If you want to read the latest chapters, please download the Star Reading app and read the latest chapters for free without ads. The website has not updated the latest chapter content, but the Xingxing Reading APP has updated the latest chapter content.
He took a big breath of fresh air, his chest trembling.
Confused, confused, and all kinds of emotions came to my mind.
Where is this?
Afterwards, Shi Yu subconsciously observed his surroundings, and then became even more confused.
A single dormitory?
Even if he was successfully rescued, he should be in the ward now.
And my body...how could I not have any injuries at all?
With doubts, Shi Yu's eyes quickly swept across the room, and finally his eyes rested on a mirror beside the bed.
The mirror showed his current appearance. He was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he looked very handsome.
But the problem is, this is not him! Download the Star Reading app and read the latest chapters for free without ads.
My previous self was a handsome young man in his twenties who had been working for a while.
And now, no matter how you look, this appearance is that of a high school student...
This change made Shi Yu stunned for a long time.
Don't tell him that the operation was successful...
The body and appearance have changed. This is not a matter of surgery or not, but magic.
He turned into a completely different person!
Could it be...that he traveled through time?
In addition to the mirror placed by the bedside, which was obviously not feng shui-friendly, Shi Yu also found three books next to it.
Shi Yu picked it up and took a look. The title of the book instantly silenced him.
"Essential Animal Breeding Manual for Beginner Breeders"
"Postpartum Care of Pet Pets"
"Evaluation Guide for Interracial Beast-Eared Girls"
Shi Yu:? ? ?
The names of the first two books are pretty normal, but what happened to the last one?
"cough."
Shi Yu looked solemnly and stretched out his hand, but his arm soon stiffened.
Just when he was about to open the third book and see what it was about, his brain suddenly felt a sharp pain, and a large number of memories came flooding back.
Icefield City.
Pet animal breeding base.
Intern pet breeder. The website will be closed soon. Download the Star Reading App to provide you with the Lingtian Secret of the Great God Qilong Night.
Beastmaster?
