A genius like Yan Chixia, with self-examination, can practice without a teacher until she is close to the sword god, that is to say, she is about to step into the realm of the primordial spirit.

It is conceivable how high his talent and comprehension are.

In addition, Ding Ling's explanations are easy to understand, penetrating, and hit the nail on the head.

Yan Chixia often understands everything immediately, and from time to time she shows an expression of sudden realization.

So several hours passed.

When the moon is in the middle of the sky.

Ding Ling explained a lot about Lei Fa and Sword Control.

Even the Xuanyuan Shenjian Sutra, a fundamental method, has a little bit of influence.

Yan Chixia didn't want to finish, but she was more embarrassed. Seeing that it was getting late, he took the initiative to say:
"Ding Ling, let's continue our discussion tomorrow. It's so late now. Do you want to rest well?"

"I don't need to rest."

Ding Ling smiled and said:

"Daoist, if you want to continue discussing with me, how about joining my team? This way you can discuss with me anytime, anywhere."

"This……"

Yan Chixia was moved, but more hesitant:

"Will this bother you too much?"

"It's not troublesome at all. You have also seen my cultivation speed. When I am free, I am idle. Wouldn't it be a good time to discuss the Tao with the Taoist priest?"

"This……"

Yan Chixia hesitated again and again, but in the end she still couldn't overcome the temptation to discuss the Tao with a peerless genius like Ding Ling. She nodded slowly, stood up and bowed to Ding Ling: "Then I will trouble you."

"Should be."

"Wait a minute, I'll clean up."

Yan Chixia didn't have many things, only two clothes and a sword.

Putting the bag on his back, holding the sword, he said very freely:
"Let's go."

Ding Ling then walked forward, just out of the gate.

A young man with delicate features and eight feet tall ran over from the other side in a panic. Yan Chixia looked intently and called out, 'Ning Caichen!What the hell are you doing? ! '

"It's Hero Yan!"

Ning Caichen was overjoyed, and rushed to Yan Chixia's back, grabbed Yan Chixia's arm, looked at a passage ahead with fear on his face, and said in a trembling voice:

"It was Grandma Dryad who found me. She wants to eat me."

The formation arranged by Ding Ling is on the east side, blocking the passage for players to enter Lanruo Temple.

The west side of Lanruo Temple, that is, the back side, is the mass grave.

There were many ghosts and ghosts in that place, Ding Ling didn't set up the formation, because there was no need for it.

And Ning Caichen ran from the direction of the mass grave.

Yan Chixia snorted and said:

"I warned you a few days ago! Human beings and ghosts have different paths! I told you not to be obsessed with Nie Xiaoqian's beauty. But you just refused to listen! You insisted on going your own way! Are you afraid now?"

Ning Caichen's pale complexion was mixed with blue and red, he argued:

"I'm not afraid of Xiaoqian. Even if she's a ghost, she's a good ghost. I'm just worried that after the tree demon killed me, she would kill Xiaoqian again. I escaped this time because I hope that the hero Yan Mercy, save Xiaoqian. Get rid of this millennium tree demon."

Ning Caichen looked like a pedantic scholar.

Handsome in appearance, weak in body.

At first glance, he looks like an ordinary person with no power to restrain a chicken.

However, he was full of righteousness. Although he was afraid of monsters in his speech, he did not flinch or fear death!
Ding Ling's people-observing skill is at the full level, and he can tell at a glance that although Ning Caichen is timid and stupid, he is also extremely kind, affectionate, and upright.

He even used martial arts zhenqi in the air to probe one or two of Ning Caichen's roots.

I found that his bones are also very good, reaching about 78 points, I can't help but feel moved, thinking: If this Ning Caichen has practiced the chapter of Yijin forging bones, and then practiced some other methods, he will be a proper dragon-level genius what!He is worthy of being the son of plane luck!It's really a pity that this talent is not cultivated at all.

If Ding Ling wanted to establish the world's number one sect, he would naturally need top talents at the dragon-species level.

He saw that Ning Caichen was talented, so he wanted to attract income, but after thinking about it, he decided to talk about it later. If Ning Caichen didn't like to practice, but invested a lot of resources on him, it would be a waste.

"you!"

Yan Chixia glared at Ning Caichen:
"You are so stubborn! You were almost killed several times. If I hadn't saved you, you would have died a long time ago. Now you still expect me to kill the thousand-year-old tree demon?!
Do you know that what you do can easily kill others!There are not just one or two aliens who were killed by you!You don't even know how to repent!Could it be that in your eyes, there is only Nie Xiaoqian, but no one else? "

Ning Caichen's complexion changed drastically, his expression was gloomy, and he let go of Yan Chixia's hand, and said in a distraught voice:

"I'm sorry for those visitors. They tried to persuade me repeatedly, but I didn't listen. Later, they even proved with practical actions that Xiaoqing and Xiaoqian had indeed killed many people. But Xiaoqian had her own difficulties. She doesn't want to kill anyone..."

Yan Chixia interrupted Ning Caichen:
"Who doesn't have a reason to live?! Nie Xiaoqian has a reason, so Xiahou Swordsman, Alien, and others should all die?! You have also witnessed the tragedy of Xiahou Swordsman! You are still infatuated with Nie Xiaoqian, a female ghost. You are really fascinated by ghosts. Know it without realizing it!"

Hearing that Xiahou swordsman had died.

Ding Ling felt very sorry.

This is the top swordsman second only to Yan Chixia in the world of A Chinese Ghost Story!

In order to compete with Yan Chixia for the title of the world's number one swordsman, she competed swords with Yan Chixia many times. Although she lost every time, her perseverance and spirit of not giving up until she reached her goal was quite moving.

Furthermore, he could become a swordsman second only to Yan Chixia.His talent is evident.

It is much better to accommodate such a person into the sect than to accommodate a pedantic scholar like Ning Caichen.

"You and I……"

Ning Caichen was stunned and blushed by Yan Chixia.

"okay."

Yan Chixia took Ning Caichen's arm and said:

"Listen to my advice. Come out of Lanruo Temple with me now, and never come back. If not, I'm leaving today. Whether you live or die has nothing to do with me."

"Hero Yan, are you leaving?"

Ning Caichen was distressed:
"Xiaoqian was born in a lonely life..."

Ning Caichen was eloquent, and he explained Nie Xiaoqian's difficulties thoroughly.

Yan Chixia was also quite moved when he heard it, but when he thought of Nie Xiaoqian killing Xiahou Swordsman and others, his heart became cold.

No matter how pitiful.

It can't change the fact that Nie Xiaoqian killed too many men!

When Yan Chixia was about to drag Ning Caichen out of this ghostly place regardless, hoo hoo!

A gust of evil wind blows.

Look again.

There was already a group of people not far away.

The leader is a strange person wearing a red robe, who looks like a man and not a man, and a woman who looks like a woman.

Behind this strange man was a group of graceful Yingyingyanyans.

Standing on the left and right of the strange man are seven or eight men with different auras, without exception, all of them are dignified and stalwart, with great stature, like contemporary masters and supreme heroes!
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