Marquis of Grand Xia

    Mishui Riverbank, the waves of the waves, quiet and lively, painted in the lake, always drifting, never docked.

    The dawn of the morning, at the beginning of the day, painting inside and outside, the quiet world has gradually become more and more lively.

    On the boat, the little girl who wanted to get out of bed was smashed and began to lose temper.

    "Can you practice again later?"

    Yin'er wrapped in a quilt, woke up and awkward, bitter face.

    "What time is it, still sleeping"

    Ning Chen looked at the little girl, helpless.

    "It’s late to sleep last night."

    Yin'er drilled hard into the quilt and didn't want to get up.

    "You are not shy, and the martial arts person still sleeps every day until now."

    Ning Chen slammed the little girl again and whispered.

    "I am already very good, I don't have to practice early."

    Yin'er stared at her eyes and was dissatisfied.

    "You are also very embarrassed to say that you are awesome, you stupid, I can beat you more than one hundred, don't talk nonsense, get up quickly, teach you how to practice the sword today," Ning Chen said with no anger.

    Yin'er snorted and licked his own hair, and immediately stunned his body. He felt that something was wrong. He looked at the person in front of him and wondered, "How do you listen so familiar?"

    "Sleep more, sleep silly"

    Ning Chen pulled the little girl up and immediately walked outside the boat. "Come on, I will go to the shore and wait for you."

    As the voice fell, Ning Chen walked out of the boat and flew towards the river.

    Yin'er thought hard, didn't think about when he had heard the words in the past, shook his head, no longer thought about it, and began to dress.

    In Mishui Riverbank, Yellow Springs Restriction, Divine Tree is full of vitality and is getting closer and closer.

    Not long after, in front of the sail, Yin'er walked out, and the lotus stepped, like a hibiscus, usually flew over the lake.

    When I saw the little girl coming, Ning Chen waved, the water waved up, and a water sword flew out, across the front.

    "Looked good"

    Ning Chen took the sword and swung a sword, but saw a dazzling sword light breaking through the sky, and the entire Mishui River was split in two.

    Amazing scene, the big river is separated, the water is hanging like a waterfall, and it can't be combined for a long time.

    Yin'er saw the exquisite little face full of shock, shocked by this shocking scene.

    Ning Chen dismissed the water sword in his hand and looked at the little girl. He calmly said, "Let's practice, when can you separate the river like this sword, you will get started."

    Yin'er heard the words, recovered from the shock, looked at the former, swallowed, and said, "How long have you been practicing?"

    “Three years” Ning Chen calmly said.

“……”

    Yin'er heard that the little face suddenly suffered, so long.

    "There are no shortcuts to cultivation. This is especially true for practicing swords. There are so many geniuses that can't grow up in this world, not because they are not talented enough, but because their perseverance is not as good as others, so don't always think about being lazy." Ning Chen looked at the little girl. Whispered softly.

    "You deceive, Ah Man is not very good at cultivation, it is still very good," Yin'er muttered.

    "Don't shout"

    Ning Chen whispered a whisper, and looked a little helpless. "Ah Man is an exception. Her talent is that I only see him by chance, otherwise someone who is so proud of Senior can't make an exception to accept her as a successor."

    "You are not a disciple of the Senior before Senior?"

    Yin'er was surprised that she always thought that Ning Chen was a disciple of Prince Yan.

    "No."

    Ning Chen smiled and said, "I am just a Junior with a portable carry. Some things I can't learn in my life, I don't humiliate Senior."

    "You are already very good, better than me." Yin'er looked at the former, very sure.

    Ning Chen patted the head of Xiaotoutou and smiled. "Well, concentrate on practicing the sword. Your aptitude is good. If you practice it with your heart, you can reach the level just up to three months."

    "Is there a reward for practicing?"Yin'er's big eyes turned and sighed.

    Ning Chen thought for a moment, "You don't always want to learn martial arts on Heavenly Tome, you will practice, I will teach you."

    “Looking” Yin'er heard the words, the big eyes lit up, and the small hand extended.

    "A word is hard to chase after a slap in the face" Ning Chen reached out and handed a small hook to his finger and whispered.

    After being guaranteed, Yin'er smiled and ran to the riverside, holding his own vermilion sword and began to practice with his heart.

    Ning Chen stood by and watched the little girl practicing the sword quietly, with a gentle color on his lips.

    Although he didn't say it, Yin'er was all about him. He remembered it.

    The hardest thing in this world is to ask for help. These days, this girl has suffered too much, but it will never be there again.

    The breeze on the riverside, blowing the starting point, the riverside, the girl practicing swords, the blue silk flying, the beautiful scene, makes people feel relaxed and happy.

    Vermilion sword whispered, sword heart transparent, sounds and swords echoed on the riverside, accompanied by the breeze, nostalgia.

    Ning Chen looked at the little girl's sword and nodded lightly. Good talent aptitude can't decide everything, but it can do more with less.

    Yin'er is better than talent, whether he is talented or savvy. If he can work hard, the speed of cultivation will be faster and faster.

    Just as the little girl practiced the sword, in the distance, a dusty girl in a plain clothes stood in front of the river, watching from afar, not dare to speak out, and even dared not to bother.

    Ning Chen saw the girl, did not stop, let him watch.

    Although he does not want to accept the apprentice, but if the girl can learn something through her own efforts, it is what she deserves.

    Martalial arts, the most important thing is always inheritance, instead of limiting the concept of martial art, behind closed doors.

    From the beginning of the day to the middle of the day, Yin'er waved his sword over and over again. After several times, he was tired and wanted to sneak. After seeing Ning Chen, who had been staring at her not far away, he had to cancel it. This unrealistic thought.

    At noon, it was hard to get to lunch time, Yin'er puts a sword, and smiles toward the side of the person, and there is no trace of running away.

    Ning Chen shook his head gently, this girl.

    In the distance, the girl also quietly left, afraid to make a sound, fear of heaven.

    Ning Chen did not look back, but did not see it. After the girl left, she stepped back and returned to the boat.

    On the Mishui River, the scenery of the lake, so beautiful, painted in the Red Clothes, but did not have the energy to take a look.

    In the next moment, in the painting, the green light and the red light rise, Ning Chen transports the strength of Extreme Yang, forcing the Merit Body of the Lord of the Double Front.

    Zi Chuan died in battle, Qi Huan and others also died in the hands of Black Ink Lord, and Xiang Yuan’s life was dying. Lu Luo, who was disheartened, put all of their Merit Body into their bodies and entrusted everything in the future. Human World thing.

    The black Ink Gate of the former Megatron is almost completely degraded, and Black Ink Lord's next goal is no doubt.

    Ning Chen understands that no matter whether the Demon Body and the ontology can get back, he must make the worst plans and preparations.

    The power of the Black Ink Lord is unquestionable, especially after devouring Qi Huan and the other two peaks, perhaps close to True Boundary.

    The next time Black Ink Lord is in trouble, it must be a very difficult battle. He must be fully prepared. Otherwise, this robbery will be his last battle.

    On the Qingzhou, the condensed True Yuan, constantly smashing, outside the green boat, the water surface oscillated, gradually rising and heavy waves.

    After all the hardships, it was only at the top of Completion that Treading Immortal was only one step away. However, this step is the hardest step for Human World.

    Interior Boundary tens of thousands of people, almost no one can take this step, although most of the reason is because the existence of Nether King Barrier limits the Interior and Earth Principle of Interior Boundary, but also partly because this step is beyond imagination. difficult.

    The green boat drifts, and the waves are centered on the bow, and continue to spread outward until it is beyond the hundred feet.

    The impact was several times, and it was difficult to surpass the sky. Ning Chen opened his eyes and sighed, converging True Yuan. It seems that he is too anxious. He wants to merge Lu Luo and Xiang Yuan's Merit Body to impact Treading Immortal. Perhaps Not a correct way.

    Outside the boat, the sun goes west, and most of the day has passed, and there is no Years in cultivation. Unconsciously, it has already passed two hours.

    On the riverside, Yin'er just came back soon, without sound, quietly began to practice swords.

    On the east side of the river, the women who came to wash their clothes could not see the little Miss who was practicing swords in the distance. No one dared to speak, a Misshui River, as if there were two different scenes.

    Among the women, the girl is also working on the laundry, but the clear eyes look at the distance from time to time, and the envy is envy and craving.

    Mortal seeks immortality. However, when Xianyuan is in front of her eyes, she does not dare to disturb the heavenly people.

    Red Clothes in the lake, standing quietly outside the boat, watching the little girl on the river bank practice swords, do not interfere.

    In the end, when you cultivate, you still have to rely on yourself. Others should not interfere too much, otherwise it will have the opposite effect.

    Yin'er's sword can't be printed with too many shadows, and he can walk out his own path to prove the only one.

    The sun on the westbound gradually fell, and the girls and women left. When they left, they looked at the Red Clothes young people in front of the lake, and they were awe.

    As night falls, the lights in the distance illuminate, and the lake shines in the moon.

    At the same time, I don't know where, the cold moon is hanging Nine Heavens, under the night, on the lonely stage, the blue butterfly's long-sleeved solo dance, shocking, beautiful and thrilling, just below the stage, no one is watching.

    Applique yellow, make-up makeup, flower in the butterfly, such as the fairy under the van, more delicate than the flower, more beautiful than the butterfly.

    The sleeves are flying, and the beautiful White Rainbow is drawn in the between Heaven and Earth. The Butterfly on the stage can't see a trace of brilliance. It is often said that the play is ruthless, or it is a life style. In Mortal World.

    With a bang, Teardrop of Burying Flowers flew out of the sleeves, and the narrow blade fluttered in the butterfly dance, and the Nine Heavens seemed to have lost color.

    The faster the knife dances, the more the blade is seen. Only the black streamer is in the between Heaven and Earth. Within a hundred feet, the snow and snow whirls into a storm, and there is no butterfly.

    Bang, an earth-shattering episode, wind and snow collapse and scatter, the entire stage was then torn apart, Teardrop of Burying Flowers gathered point, Butterfly closed the knife, and took a step away.