The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

The team was on their way at night. The wheels were creaking. The imperial guards were temporarily replaced by the deputy leader. Now there are only 400 people left in the 500 imperial guards, and the eunuchs in the palace lost most of their relatives. No one thought that so many things would happen in just one day.

The most difficult thing for people to accept is that they still don't know who they are secretly attacking.

Even, it is hard to understand why the God's son of the eternal night cult appeared here.

In the carriage, the sword worship closed his eyes to heal. Next to him, Ning Chen leans on the carriage and quietly digests what happened today.

Compared with the assassination in the daytime, the impact brought by the appearance of the son of God tonight is the most shocking for him, which makes him realize the horror of the strong warrior from a short distance.

It seems that human resources are not just legends.

"How about it"

Jianfeng opens his eyes and looks at Ning Chen, who has been silent all the time.

"Incredible" Ning Chen honest way.

In the past, he underestimated martial arts. Whether he was ignorant or just watching the world, he never thought that martial arts could bring him such a great impact.

Jun Shaoqing, the son of God, is worthy of the name of the son of God.

Jiangong nodded. In his opinion, Ning Chen's performance was good enough. When he first came into contact with the real martial arts, his performance was far less calm than the latter.

"He is the son of God, worthy of any praise"

sword worship said, immediately closed his eyes, and continued to operate the Qi to heal.

The road of martial arts needs to be taken by himself. He can say something, but there is no need to say it too clearly.

Ning Chen savors the old man's words carefully. It's not difficult to understand the meaning of sword worship. The greatest glory of a son of God is not his identity, but the amazing strength behind it.

In other words, Jun Shaoqing's reputation came out of the war and stood up on the bones of countless strong men.

Now, it's normal for him to look up at Jun Shaoqing, because the son of God is standing too high.

Thinking of this, Ning Chen closed his eyes and began to practice in silence. If he wanted to stop looking up, he would have to work harder from now on. Otherwise, he would have to look up at that person all his life.

The change of mood makes Ning Chen put away his usual casual attitude and concentrate on practicing the mental method on the volume of life.

Since Jun Shaoqing sensed the existence of the volume of life, he would not give up. Although this time, he stopped breathing in time after breaking through, he would not be so lucky next time.

In front of a strong man like Jun Shaoqing, it is impossible for thousands of troops to stop him. If he wants to keep the secret of his life, he must make himself strong.

Feeling the change of the young man in front of him, the eyes of the sword worshiper flashed a little strange color. If Ning Chen was still a piece of jade, the jade had begun to show its beauty at this moment.

It's true that the most important factor in the journey of martial arts and Taoism is his talent, but it's determination and perseverance that really matter after he embarked on this road. His talent was not very good when he was young, but he also came to this stage by persistence.

The five congenital beings in the world are indeed far superior to ordinary people. However, in other words, only five congenital beings are known in the world.

Most of them have mediocre talent.

Ning Chen didn't know that all the martial arts talents he had met before, no matter Qingling, dusk Chengxue or even Xia Miaoyu, were rare. He was only 20 years old and had reached the top of Jiupin, which he could never catch up with in his whole life. By comparison, his outstanding talent was nothing.

However, compared with genius, although he has a big gap, in the category of "normal person", he is very prominent.

After all, not everyone can be lucky to receive the advice of more than one top nine.

If you are in the army, you are also a master of Centurion.

The only drawback is that he is really not good at martial arts.

Of course, it has something to do with lime and mu Chengxue's unwillingness to teach him moves.

If remove these reasons, Ning Chen now Mian Qiang is also a warrior.

Under the night sky, the procession of seeing off relatives moved forward slowly. Who could have thought that nearly a thousand people were on their way at night only because of one person.

In a team, there are two strong people who stand at the top of martial arts, but they still can't stop the son of God. The cold wind blows by, and it's so cold.

It was not until noon on the second day that the troops walked out of the wasteland and arrived at a mountain. The deputy leader of the provisional Imperial Army ordered them to stop and rest.

summer witty language has been adjusted in the carriage, no one dares to disturb, after last night's battle, people already know how strong this seemingly weak princess is.

After a rest of about half an hour, the deputy leader with heavy armor had to come up to ask for instructions, because the road ahead was rough. If we go now, we may have to camp in the mountains at night.

"Keep going"

in the gorgeous carriage, there is a nice voice, calm, but no doubt.

The deputy leader took orders with his fists in his arms and immediately went to the front of the team and ordered him to go on his way.Half a day later, it was getting dark, and the tired team finally got a night's rest, even in the wilderness.

Xia Miaoyu goes back to his tent early in the morning and orders that no one can enter without her permission. Ning Chen naturally won't be full to provoke the former. He doesn't have the cheap problem of serving others as a slave. As long as Xia Miaoyu doesn't summon him, he'll be happy all the way.

When setting up the tent, Ning Chen specially keeps his tent close to the sword worship. The bonfire rises. After eating dry food, most of the tired imperial guards and eunuchs return to the tent to have a rest, leaving only some of the guards to patrol back and forth in case of assassins and wild animals.

Jiangong sat by the campfire and didn't return to his tent to rest. He had to pay more attention to yesterday's assassination of the son of God. Everyone knew that this trip would not be easy, but he didn't expect that the people who came here would be more and more difficult.

After this mountain, it was not far from the city where buyihou was stationed. Before that, he didn't want any more accidents.

The sword worship didn't rest, and Ning Chen didn't go back to the tent. Instead, he stayed by the old man's side and practiced mental Dharma silently. He didn't open his eyes until midnight.

"Master, can you teach me how to practice"

Ning Chen spoke abruptly. His practice naturally refers to moves. He has his own mental skills, and is no worse than anyone else.

The sword worship was silent, no refusal, no promise.

"The princess is more suitable than me"

after a long time, the sword worshiper said hoarsely.

Ning Chen understands the old man's meaning. Qingling said that his true Qi is cold, and Xia Miaoyu's previous moves also make people feel the chilling cold. If you guide the practice, Xia Miaoyu is really the best choice.

"She's a princess"

Ning Chen said calmly, and didn't say anything else.

The old man was silent again. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Ning Chen is not in a hurry. He is waiting quietly. Although his practice time is still short, he also knows how conservative the school idea is along the way of martial arts.

This request is a bit rude. If there was no one around him to ask, he would not ask the old man.

"If you have a chance, you won't fail. I'll teach you a move"

after ten minutes, Jianfeng says calmly.

"Thank you"

Ning Chen didn't feel happy in his eyes. After giving a serious thanks, he immediately got up.

He knew how strong the old man was, so there was nothing to be pleased with.

The old man only gave him an opportunity, an opportunity to teach him, but also an opportunity to refuse him.

After Ning Chen gets up, the old man also gets up, and then, Ning Chen's look is more dignified.

The old man's behavior shows that he won't release water.

One move for another is fair and just, but it's not fair at all.

The night wind was very cold. Even if there was a bonfire under them, when the dead branches were burning, the crackling sound sounded. It was so clear in the silent night that the watchmen nearby seemed to feel something and looked over.

At the moment of watching, the sword moved. No one could see how it came out of its sheath. When everyone came back, it was clear that the sword had come out of its sheath.

A sword without struggle or desire comes without warning, without a trace of genuine Qi, and without any genuine Qi.

This is the only chance that he gives Ning Chen. If the true Qi of the top of the nine grades moves, it will be cut off. This is no longer an opportunity.

Therefore, this unfair war is very fair.

The true meaning of sword is fast, accurate and concentrated.

The sword is fast, accurate and concentrated. Originally, Ning Chen had no chance to avoid it.

However, after Ning Chen came to this world, he developed a character of fear of death and prudence. Especially in the face of his eldest grandson, he would subconsciously avoid half a step every time.

Today, facing the sword worship, he also subconsciously stepped back.

But he was not worshipped by the sword. His half step retreat was not accurate enough, so the sword worshipped by the sword was not accurate enough.

A sword into the body, several steps back, Ning Chen endure pain, display the body method taught him by lime, then avoid three steps.

Sword still stabbed into the body, Ning Chen still didn't avoid, however, don't need to avoid, he didn't faint, every fall, is victory.

"From tonight on, I'll teach you how to use the sword"

Jiangong pulled out the sword, sealed Ning Chen's wound with one finger, and then said faintly.

"Thank you, master"

Ning Chen covered his chest and coughed softly.

"Don't thank me, you won it yourself"

while talking, the sword worshipper sat by the campfire, put the sword on his knees again, and closed his eyes.

Ning Chen also sat on one side and began to breathe. The old man's sword didn't mean to kill him. The wound was not deep. Compared with the sword wound, it was the arrow that came yesterday that was heavier.

Another hour later, the old man opened his eyes and Ning Chen woke up at the same time.

"You go and wave your sword until I say stop"

the sword worshiper moves. On the carriage not far away, a black iron sword flies in front of Ning Chen."Yes"

Ning Chen picked up the sword, went to one side and waved it again and again.

The eyes of the sword worshiper did not change, and immediately they closed again.

Ning Chen didn't ask. He waved his sword carefully. Once, twice

Simple sword, simple to anyone can do, however, Ning Chen waved more, waved for a long time, but found that the original sword is really difficult.

Any two swords can't swing to the same track, any two swords can't swing to the same strength, Ning Chen waved all night, his arm almost lost consciousness, but he still insisted obstinately.

After daybreak, the team was on their way. Ning Chen was walking and practicing his sword. The real Qi in his body played a role at this time. At least it could relieve the pain of his arm in time.

"Tonight, practice stabbing sword"

when the night came, the sword worshiper opened his mouth again. He still didn't teach Ning Chen, but changed the way of practice to stabbing.

Ning Chen nodded, and then silently practiced, do not ask the reason, do not ask the result.

The mountain road is much more difficult than most people think. There are too many things in the procession of seeing off relatives. The carriage is difficult to walk, but it can't do without it. Therefore, the speed of driving is slow down, and the journey of one day has not been out for three days.

In three days, Ning Chen didn't learn the moves, but learned to swing and stab