Datang Secret Shadow Division

In the training room, Ning Yi was holding two spirit stones, and white smoke billowed from his body.

This is the remnant of spiritual energy that is continuously condensed and repelled by the true essence.

At a certain moment, the true essence changed from quantitative to qualitative, which happened naturally.

Nine levels of Qi training.

This layer is the pinnacle of Qi training, and it is extremely difficult for others to break through.When it comes to Ning Yi, it is as simple as eating and drinking water, there is no bottleneck at all.

The effect of the golden finger is so terrifying!

After breaking through the barrier and entering the ninth floor, the real essence was concentrated several times in an instant.

When it is activated, it becomes more and more handy, and both explosive power and sensitivity have made great progress.

A drop of true essence condensed in the palm of his hand.

The size of a bean, condensed like mercury, exudes a crystal clear light.

Ning Yi nodded in satisfaction, put it in his body, stimulated it slightly, the true essence circulated, and there was a thunderous sound, revealing a faint spiritual power.

The spirit stone in his hand has dimmed.

Ning Yi dug out and took out two more pieces, continued refining, filling his dantian, and when the newly vacated space was filled, it was the peak of Qi training.

Next, you can proceed to 'return to Yuan'.

After retreating for two consecutive days and consuming 24 spirit stones, Ning Yi finally reached the peak of Qi training.

Such a speed can be called divine speed.

However, the cost is also very astonishing.

24 spirit stones are a huge fortune if placed outside.Ordinary monks, I am afraid that they will be willing to consume one only when they break into foundation building through Qi training.

Ning Yi got two windfalls in a row, thousands of spirit stones were lying in the storage space to eat ashes, and Dao didn't care about just twenty spirit stones.

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Standing up, stretching, Ning Yi walked out of the training room.

Practice is for a better life.

Ning Yi never felt that practice should be closed to death, that would be too boring.

After leaving the customs, I wanted to stay with Sangzi for half a day, but after only staying there for half an hour, Sangzi sent me out of the studio.Ning Yi laughed at his hometown workaholic a few times, then turned around and played with Niu Niu.

Rest for half a day in the morning, go to the Sutra Pavilion in the afternoon to catch up on knowledge, and continue to investigate what the withered yellow flakes from Zhao Yuan are?

Whether Ning Yi is willing or not, when passing through the courtyard, the turmoil after Huang Tu's death will continuously spread to Ning Yi's ears.

"One day ago, [-] soldiers from the wolf clan and the fox clan left Kunshan County. The front line is in a hurry, and the princes in the court are focusing on the peace talks. Are you going to sit back and watch them lose a county?"

"I heard that the wolves have increased the annual currency by ten times, and increased silver by 5000 million taels and gold by 10 taels. The wolves are ambitious. If we really agree, the outflow of gold and silver from the Tang Dynasty every year will definitely cause the price to depreciate. Things become more and more worthless. Once a civil uprising is stirred up, the country will be in danger."

"It's all the damn butcher's fault."

"Yeah, it's enough to defeat. Why hurt people's lives? That's His Highness of the Wolf Clan. He has such a noble status. How can he kill him as soon as he says he wants to?"

"It's all right now, the entire Tang people will take the blame for him."

"I heard that the poisonous python has secretly ordered Zhenxian to find the butcher as soon as possible."

"If you ask me, if you talk about it, you can make peace, and if you fight to the death, Datang may not lose."

"That butcher did a good job, everyone is like him, how dare the wolves ride on our necks and piss.

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Ning Yi listened all the way, silent.

Killing Huang Tu will inevitably cast a shadow over the peace talks between the two countries.

If he wanted to satisfy the wolf tribe again, Datang would have to pay a heavier price.

However, there is no reason for love.

Should I give up my hometown for the sake of the country?

A half-year-old coin, a woman with the appearance of becoming a fairy.It might not be too difficult for the princes in the court to choose.

After all, even if you become a fairy, it is not your own.

Kill one person, save ten thousand people.

How to choose?

After spending half a day in the Sutra Pavilion, in the evening, Ning Yi came to Qingyun Sword Sect Dojo with a jar of wine.

In the small courtyard, the sword is dancing under the sixteenth month, and the white clothes are better than the snow.

It was supposed to be a beautiful picture scroll, but the sword technique was poor, without any sense of beauty.

Seeing Jianshiliu's crappy swordsmanship, Ning Yi's depressed mood suddenly improved a little, and he laughed loudly and said: "The master disciple of Qingyun Sword Sect, the swordsmanship is really not eye-catching, so I just practice in my own courtyard, go out I'm afraid that the reputation of Jianzong will be lost."

These words are mean and slanderous, not martial arts.

Jian Shiliu moved with the sword pillar, panting, poked the sweat from his forehead, looked at Ning Yi with a smile, and asked, "Brother Ning, are you in a bad mood?"

"I'm in a good mood."

Ning Yi glanced at his mouth and said, "It's you, and you're still smiling!"

The smile on Jian Shiliu's face became brighter and brighter. Seeing others are not good, he will always feel a little bit secretly happy in his heart. Although it is immoral, I can't help it." If Brother Ning was in a good mood, he wouldn't say such mean things That's it."

"You know shit."

Ning Yi became more and more irritable after being told to break his mind. He raised the wine in his hand and said with a sneer, "Can I drink it?"

"Look who you're drinking with."

Jian Shiliu put down his sword, sat on a stone bench beside him, and motioned for Ning Yi to pour wine.

Ning Yi's heart warmed up, and he took out two wine bowls with his hands, and slapped the wine jar away, the rich aroma of wine filled the small courtyard, and the moonlight was intoxicating three points.

"Dry!"

"Dry!"

He drank three bowls in a row without saying a word.

Every time he drank a bowl, Jian Shiliu would cough a few times, and after three bowls, he couldn't make a sound.

Ning Yi put down the wine bowl, put his right hand on Jian Shiliu's back, his true energy surged, and while helping him straighten out, he said, "It's really boring, I'm drinking three bowls, Qingyun Jianzong might send someone to hunt him down me."

"That's not the case."

Jian Shiliu shook his head, and said sincerely, "It's just that I can't have a drink with Ning Yi."

"Then change the way of drinking."

Ning Yi handed the wine jar to Jian Shiliu and said, "You pour me a drink."

Jian Shiliu froze for a moment, nodded, and said, "That's fine."

Most of a jar of fine wine went into Ning Yi's stomach.

He didn't need to refine his true energy, he let his head be dazed, stared at the moon for a few times, and asked in a deep voice, "Brother Sixteen, what do you think of that butcher?"

"Excellent people."

Jian Shiliu's eyes showed fanaticism, and he said in a deep voice, "I wish I could replace it with my body."

Ning Yi was stunned for a moment, and looked at Jian Shiliu in surprise.

Since he was seriously injured and disabled, he looked like an eminent monk, as if he had seen through the world of mortals, and nothing could make him tempted.

But at the moment, he behaved like a fanatic.

For some reason, Ning Yi felt a strange feeling in his heart.

"Why?"

Ning Yi restrained his mind and said: "He killed Huang Tu, and Datang will pay a heavier price for it. I bet that within a few days, he will be reviled by thousands of people on Chang'an Street."

"Brother Ning, can't you see through?"

Jian Shiliu did not answer the question, and said in a deep voice: "Peace talks are extremely ridiculous. There is no such thing as peace in the world. Werewolves are willing to talk about peace because they don't have enough power to swallow Datang. When they have accumulated enough power, There will be another attack. At that time, how will the Tang Dynasty deal with itself. I don’t want to exchange for a period of peace at the price of subjugation.”