The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Youzhou City, the backyard of the city master's mansion, Qingming practises sword, with one move in one style and one board in one eye.

Ning Chen is looking at in the side, in the Mou complex, see in front of the youth, then thought of at the beginning of oneself.

When he first entered the summer palace, maybe he was just as impulsive and reckless as Tiangao.

At that time, if changsun and Qingling hadn't picked him up in Weiyang palace, I'm afraid he would have died in the deep-rooted undercurrent of Summer Palace, and he didn't even have a chance to turn over a spray.

The luckiest thing in this life is that I bumped into my eldest grandson when I entered the palace. At that time, I was warm, scared and worried, but I will never forget it.

"Mr. Bai, I've finished my training." the boy took the sword and stepped forward, his eyes flashing.

After he came to the mansion, he beat all the swordsmen down without moving his sword for the first time. It really scared him. It was not easy for him to guarantee his life that day.

"Qingming, why do you learn sword?" Ning Chen looks at the youth before the body, calm asks a way.

"Weeding out the strong and supporting the weak" Qingming's heroism is the key to success.

"Ah"

Ning Chen sniffed the words and said with a smile, "don't forget what you said today. When you go far away in the future, when you look back, this is the only light you can see"

Qingming's face is confused and doesn't understand.

Ning Chen also didn't explain much, the road wants oneself to walk to then can understand, now explain with him again much, also useless.

No matter what the purpose of carrying out the sword is, only by carrying out one's own Dao can one achieve the goal of carrying out the sword.

Qingming's road has just begun. As long as he doesn't go wrong, sooner or later he will encounter these problems. It's impossible for him to stay here for too long. He has to tell him these words first. Even if he can't understand them now, it's enough to write them down.

In front of the backyard, a blue and white man stood still, looking at the martial arts scene in front of him. He could not help sighing and said, "Mr. Bai still refuses to accept Qingming as an apprentice?"

The woman nodded and said, "Mr. Bai said that these days, he would try his best to teach Qingming to learn the sword, but there is no need to talk about the apprenticeship"

"it's a pity"

the man's face flashed over with regret. Among the swordsmen who entered the mansion that day to fight with Mr. Bai, there was a real Xiantian fourth robber, who was a direct descendant of the city Lord's mansion. He was very powerful, but he was still defeated Mr. Bai, who didn't have a sword, was easily defeated.

After comparing martial arts, the priest told him to leave him at all costs, because the role of Mr. Bai was crucial to how far Qingming's Martial Arts Road could go.

As a teacher, he preached, taught and dispelled doubts. It can be seen that Mr. Bai is indeed an extraordinary person. The way of sword has reached a level they can't imagine. Before he taught and dispelled doubts, he passed down the way.

It's a blessing for Qingming to be such a strong teacher.

It's a pity that Youzhou city is too small to restrain such a peerless pride for a long time.

"Mr. Bai, do you think I am suitable to learn sword?"

In the courtyard, Qingming looks up at her young face and asks.

Ning Chen smiles, and his tone is a little more serious. He says, "your qualifications are pretty good. In addition, since you really want to learn sword, don't doubt yourself. Your sword will be shaken because of your unswerving mind. The essence of sword is fast, accurate and concentrated. When your sword starts to shake, it will deviate from its essence"

"what you said, sir "It's too profound, I don't understand," said Qingming, somewhat depressed.

Ning Chen raised his hand, the wind and cloud rolled, a sword light broke out of the air, ten feet away, a huge stone pierced.

"If I don't understand what I said, I'll write it down first. And from tomorrow on, when I practice sword, I'll stab at the hole on that stone. When I can practice sword, I'll learn something new." Ning Chen whispered.

"Oh"

Qingming nodded, thought about it, and said, "Sir, when can I practice like you?"

"Twenty years"

Ning Chen zhengse said, "learning sword is not a matter of one day. When I practiced martial arts, I was 16 years old, just like you. After 20 years of learning sword, I just realized my own sword. Your qualification is better than me. However, compared with some peerless talents, it is much worse. Although quality is important, it can not be changed the day after tomorrow, so there is no need to complain Ziai, grasp what you have now, as long as you use it well, you will not be inferior to anyone "

there is a talent for learning sword, which is undeniable, such as aman, mubai, and senior.

With the sword breath that he couldn't notice all the time, aman could easily feel that talent was something that he couldn't reason with anyone. If there was, there was, and if there wasn't, there wasn't.

Maybe, aman will be the only one in another sword one day, but talent is not enough to reach this height.

"Lord of the city, the prime minister is coming"

just then, in front of the backyard, a bodyguard came quickly and saluted the man outside the yard.

As soon as the man's face was solidified, he took a look at the two people in the hospital and walked quickly towards the front hall.

I didn't expect that the sky would arrive so soon. It seems that the royal family is very concerned about the whereabouts of rosefinch God.However, at that time, the situation was too chaotic. After being rescued from Tiandu mountain and taixuan palace, Zhuque shenzang completely lost his trace. So far, there is still no news.

In the courtyard, Ning Chen hears the news from the bodyguard in the distance. A strange color flashed in his eyes. This appearance of heaven is not a person who is easy to provoke. He hates trouble, and even more people who hate trouble.

At the same time, in the West Buddha's native land, in the crisscross Valley, the demons chant and the Buddha's voice is all the rage. On the mountain, in the huge demon temple, a white haired boy with a Zen stick and a golden cassock walks out. In an instant, heaven and earth sway and everything collapses.

The demon Buddha, the demon Buddha, the Lord of the demon temple, the evil Buddha in the demon appears in the world. At the moment of birth, within a hundred Li, the evil can surge and gather.

At the same time, in the distance, in a palace towering into the clouds, a man in purple came out with a young face, proud and indifferent.

The Lord of the temple, the purple heaven palace, is also present.

After seizing most of the origin of the eastern China, the two strongest men in the four regions have reached an unimaginable height. Today, they join hands again to win the supreme yuan.

The dragon's gate appears and rumbles down. They walk into it respectively. In a flash, they disappear.

At the same time, in Changling ancient land, the lady opened her eyes, waved her hand and called out the dragon's gate.

"Boom"

in the southwest of Zhongzhou, the nine day wind is startling, the thunder clouds are rolling, and the oppressive atmosphere is driving people crazy.

Under the thunder cloud, the Magic Butterfly moves forward, looking at the magic wheel sea that is close in front of her, with blood colored eyes, and gradually rising the blood light of demons.

His breath, disappeared, is she late?

"Boom"

a flash of lightning and thunder broke through the nine days. Above the void, the wind and cloud rolled, and two dragon gates appeared. At the next moment, two powerful figures shaking the heaven and the earth came out. In an instant, the thunder lost its voice, and a hundred Li fell into a suppressed silence.

In front of the two dragon's gates, one is wearing a golden robe, with dazzling white hair. The other is wearing a purple dress, handsome and indifferent, with black hair dancing. The head of the demon temple and the holy palace is now in Zhongzhou, and they join hands to win the supreme martial arts.

Looking at the two people appearing in the air, the Magic Butterfly's look did not change. With a wave of the slim hand, the sleeves of the water came off, and a black and gorgeous knife appeared, and the flowers were buried in front of him.

"In order to prevent change, don't delay and make a quick decision," zitiangong said in a deep voice.

"Can"

the hand of the demon Buddha twists the finger and responds to the Tao.

The two men who came down from the sky were much more powerful than anyone they had ever met before. Magic Butterfly tiyuan gathered strength. His long red hair was blowing in the wind. He was extremely powerful, and his fighting power was fully released.

In the first move, the purple heaven palace steps in an instant, holding the wind and cloud in all directions, the mysterious thunder in nine days, and the world shaking.

The Magic Butterfly concentrates, buries the flower to wave to chop, the black ice flower descends along with the sky, blesses the extremely martial power.

With a bang, the hands of the swords meet, and the earth falls in an instant, with a rumbling afterwave and boundless diffusion.

In the second move, the demon Buddha starts, the old power of the magic butterfly is exhausted, and before the new power is born, the Zen stick gathers the majestic evil elements and takes life.

When the killing move comes, the Magic Butterfly takes Zhenyuan, holds the knife and draws it out. The knife appears in the knife and blocks the demon Buddha's Zen stick.

With a dull hum, the corners of the mouth turn red, and the evil spirit enters the body. The magic butterfly only feels the whole body's blood gas surging, and the gathering power is restricted immediately.

One against two, the old wounded Magic Butterfly is in danger.

At this moment, on the nine days, another dragon's gate appeared. In the glow of the sun, the lady appeared. As soon as she stepped on the lotus step, her palm fell from the sky.

"Nvchang"

seeing the coming man, the demon Buddha's face sank, and the evil elements converged and turned their hands to lift the sky.

Bang drama shock, double palm power and, at the foot of the demon Buddha, a loud noise, ground subsidence several feet, dust like waves.

"Poof"

the situation slowed down a little bit, and Magic Butterfly vomited out a mouthful of vermilion, injured the old and broke out at the same time.

"Nvchang, it's stupid to intervene in this battle"

the demon Buddha curved his mouth slightly, crossed a strange arc and sneered.

The female Zun didn't pay attention to it. She pressed Zhenyuan for another three points on her palm. With a huge palm, she suddenly withdrew the former.

After a few steps, the demon Buddha settled down, and the staff was in the air.

Seeing this, the lady flashed to the butterfly, took the one who passed, and walked away.

On the other hand, zitiangong steps and blocks their retreat again. A pair of strange eyes quietly narrow. It's really a wonder that the mysterious lady of Changling should intervene in this matter.

However, no matter how strong a woman is, there is only one person who wants to save others.

Tense situation, the surrounding atmosphere is more and more depressing, just when the war starts again, all of a sudden, a sword light from the sky, suddenly separated from the war, at the same time, in the distant night sky, step sound, sword meaning sound, a handsome and extraordinary figure came, legend is now the war situation, the situation changes rapidly.

After a few steps, Prince Yan walked into the war, waved his sword down and said.

"Yes"She nodded and said calmly, "may you have a good time this time"

with that, she left quickly without any further delay.