Hidden Blade Chapter 214: Dog

Ning Zhumang spoke sincerely, but Si Baikong was not naive enough to believe it. Apex novels update fastest

Ning Zhumang's words sounded more like a mockery to him.

Si blank space did not respond to this statement. He stared at the man with white eyebrows who was becoming more violent with his brows solemn, thinking about the countermeasures. Although Ning Zhumang’s cultivation base has not yet reached the fairyland, Si blank space, who cannot use the devilish energy in his body, is obviously not his opponent, and if the battle continues for a long time, defeat is only time for Si blank space. problem.

Run!

Such thoughts inevitably surfaced in Si Bai's mind at that time.

Of course, this is a disgraceful thing. Whether you are a national teacher or an immortal, if this is spread, it will inevitably attract the ridicule of the world. But it's better than waiting here for defeat, after all, he is the only heir of Linglong Pavilion today, and he has to take on the important task of inheriting the sect.

Thinking of this place, Si Baikong suddenly made up his mind, he was about to urge the devilish energy in his body to escape from here, but at this time, the voice of Ning Zhumang suddenly sounded.

"Uncle Master, have you ever thought about it?" He asked, standing still in the distance, the black energy of the whole body restrained, and it seemed that he had no plans to make another move.

"What kind of exercise is the so-called "Da Ni Sword Classic"?"

I don’t know if Ning Zhumang’s converged offensive made Si Baikong feel at ease, or his question aroused Si Baikong’s curiosity. After hearing this, this immortal's face changed slightly, although he did not Responding to Ning Zhumang's question, but the Shenfa that was about to be urged also stagnated immediately, apparently wanting to wait for Ning Zhumang's later text.

Ning Zhumang did not disappoint him either.

The darkness in his eyes slowly receded at that time, and the smile in his clear eyes increased a little.

"The "Dai Ni Sword Classic" was born out of the "Thousand Character Sword Classic" created by the ancestors of Linglong Pavilion and the "Dayan Sword Art" created by the Southern Wilderness Jianling."

"Both of these are naturally fascinating in kendo in the current world, but the former pays attention to following the trend, adapting to the world's way with one's own body, so as to achieve the great road. And the latter? But the sword goes slant and pays attention to completely abandoning foreign ways. , To prove the avenue by one's own way, so it is said that the avenue is a natural success, and it can also be a sword."

"The pros and cons of the two faculties are aside for the time being, but they are clearly two exercises that run counter to each other. How can one achieve one?"

Ning Zhumang said here, his body took a step forward, his eyes flashed with inexplicable brilliance, and he stared straight at Si blank space.

Si blank expression sank again, he asked: "What do you want to say?"

Ning Zhumang's hand suddenly stretched out at that time, and two black magic auras suddenly appeared. Following the abnormal movement of Ning Zhumang's palm, it outlined a circular object in mid-air.

The round thing is self-contained, rotating clockwise, and the black air in it keeps spinning.

"This is the method described in the "Dayan Sword Art". Although Ning Mou doesn't understand it, he has seen the ancestors' ascend to the sky. I want to see that the two should have the same tricks and the same skills."

Ning Zhumang said so, stretched out his hands again, placed them outside the black demon gas into the light circle, and muttered in his mouth: "Next is the "Sword of Thousand Characters", this method wants to be a master Uncle is not unfamiliar."

After he said this, his eyes closed suddenly, and a mighty force between heaven and earth seemed to have been inspired by him, and began to mix towards him, turning into a path outside the light circle of the black energy and stars. The white spirit body began to rotate in a counterclockwise direction.

"Uncle Master, took a closer look." Ning Zhumang pointed to the aperture and said.

Si Baikong didn't understand what Ning Zhumang wanted to say, but out of some unknowable psychology, he still looked at the aperture according to what Ning Zhumang said at that time.

The two forces of black and white began to rotate slowly with the aperture as the boundary. Although the two were controlled to maintain a sufficient distance, they did not seem to interfere with each other. But with this rotation, the aura of the two gradually became weaker, and the two lines pulled up by the rotation gradually became blurred, but in a scene of more than ten breaths, the thing seemed to have exhausted all its power. , Disappeared in the original place.

Seeing this scene, Si Bailan's face became more and more ugly. He seemed to have realized something. His upright body couldn't help but step back. It seemed that what happened before him was the best in the world. Horrible things are so common.

Ning Zhumang then looked at Si blank space, his eyes burning under his white eyebrows, he asked: "Master, do you understand?"

Si blank expression turned pale, he did not answer Ning Zhumang's question, but muttered to himself; "This... how is this possible?!"

"This is the so-called "Dai Ni Sword Classic". Back then, Master Ji Mang Sword Immortal stole the "Dayan Sword Art" because he was caught in his heart demon and tried to combine the two techniques into one. Created a sword technique that is the best in ancient and modern times. In fact, the two left-handed techniques are dissolved in one, and the effect that can play is to water and fire, fire steams water, water also pours fire, and finally everything There is nothing left, not only can't even cultivate the slightest thing, even one's own cultivation base will be eaten step by step in this kind of practice, making people completely turned into a waste person without the slightest cultivation base."

Ning Zhumang explained such a thing in a calm tone. His firm tone at this moment and the indifferent expression on his face made it difficult to refute his statement.

"How is it possible! How could I be able to cultivate into an immortal without this "Dai Ni Sword Classic", and my strength at the moment depends on it! You don't want to blame me!" Si Baikong roared loudly, like that But there is a deep fear hidden in the anger, just like the fear that something that is believed to be believed will collapse at that moment, and people will instinctively deny such things, even if the facts are in front of them.

Ning Zhumang did not show any surprises because of Si blank space's obsession. He had anticipated this, so he was also ready for the last straw that would crush the camel.

He gently stretched out his hand again, and an evil dragon condensed from black energy gushed out and flew towards Si Bai, who instinctively wanted to compare, but he only found out when the black dragon came to him. Heilong didn't mean to hurt him at all, but stopped in front of him and stood quietly in the distance.

Since blank space saw this scene, he was naturally unclear. Therefore, he looked at Ning Zhumang. Although he didn't ask any questions, the expression between his brows was already full of confusion.

"Uncle Shi, try to run the techniques of "Defense Sword Classic" as fast as possible." Ning Zhumang said.

Si Baikong was taken aback for a moment, and at that time the "Great Inverse Sword Classic" was urged, so a majestic suction suddenly poured out of his body, and the black dragon was under this suction. The raw material was pulled and deformed. In the end, just as Ning Zhumang did before, Si Kongguang turned it into nutrients and inhaled it into his body.

When a black dragon entered the body, Si Baikong's power was naturally stronger, but he did not feel any satisfaction due to this, but his expression on his face was ugly to the extreme.

He backed back again and again like he was hit hard, muttering to himself: "How is it possible...How is it possible..."

He stretched out his hand, looked down at his palm, and surging black magic energy rushed out: "Then how do these powers come from? This doesn't make sense, this doesn't make sense!!!"

"Let me help Master Uncle make sense of this." Ning Zhumang said softly, the tone of his mouth couldn't hear joy, but there was a faint sorrow pouring out from the depths of his eyes. "Either "Dayan Sword Art" or "Thousand Characters Sword Art", although the way of doing it is different, the sword is repaired after all. Since Da Ni Sword Art is born out of these two things, it has been repaired. Naturally, it should be sword intent. But Shishu felt that this black magic energy and swordsmanship had ever been related to each other?"

"The so-called "Dai Ni Sword Canon" is just a cover. Someone has added a method to it, and this method will show its effect when the "Dai Ni Sword Canon" is run quickly. It can make practitioners Connecting to a hidden place and absorbing this devil energy from it makes the practitioners secretly believe that the devil energy is derived from their own practice. In fact, these demon energy already existed. Although you can use it, you just need to operate this method. , Anyone can take it for their own use, just as the uncle can forcibly pull away the cultivation base of those disciples, Ning can also devour this devilish energy and use it for his own use."

Ning Zhumang’s remarks, coupled with some insights from his previous practice, is already very clear in his heart~IndoMTL.com~The difference between what Ning Zhumang said and the facts should not be much, but he After making so much effort, even sacrificing all the disciples of Linglong Pavilion, at this moment, how could he be willing to believe that all this was a scam, and it was a sweet dream?

"No, it's not like this!"

"These powers are what I cultivated myself. How can there be such a good thing in the world, would anyone have so much power without using it, and share it with us to absorb?" Si Baikong roared almost hysterically.

Ning Zhumang looked at Si Bailan who was almost crazy, the long-standing anger in his heart did not surge out like he imagined.

He felt that his heart was suddenly empty, and his gaze at Si blank space gradually showed more pity, but this lack of pity was not only because of Si blank space, but also because of himself, but also because of Linglong that had existed in name only. Pavilion.

In the final analysis, Linglong Pavilion, which has been passed down for thousands of years, is actually just a big figure who came in handy for certain purposes, and is now crushed into a piece of chess.

He sighed, his tone of voice was mild: "Uncle Master has been to Jingzhou in Daxia?"

"Jingzhou, the northernmost city in the world, has a large grassland, and the people there mostly live on grazing."

"The management of cattle and sheep becomes a very difficult task when they are in a herd, so they don’t know when they started raising a few dogs called shepherds."

"Sheep graze, and dogs herding sheep. Dogs think that they are much stronger than sheep, but they don’t know that in the eyes of people, dogs and sheep are the same, both are animals."

"I don’t know who the real master of the devilish energy is, but I know that the devilish energy is their sheep, and those disciples who are deceived by the master’s uncle to practice the exercises are the grass eaten by the sheep. As for the teacher Uncle..."

"Naturally is the one who thinks he is in charge..."

"Dog..."