There are countless schools of practice in the world, and the first celestial quality of each practitioner is not the same, so in the past few hundred years, I do not know how many masters of the Kaesan Li sect have been produced, how many kinds of exercises have been created, and how many powerful means of borrowing the vitality of heaven and earth have been created.

The DQin Dynasty's Yanshan Sword Zong and Lingxian Sword Gate studied the means of the royal sword to the extreme, while the Chu Dynasty, the Dayan Dynasty, and the Daqi Dynasty were many of the gates, but the practitioners of the other Dynasty could not be reached in the way of refiners, thorns, and infiltrate.

Even the three great dynasties of Han, Zhao and Wei, who have already perished, in addition to hundreds of tantra practices, the Nanyang Danzong of the Han Dynasty, the sword furnace of the Zhao Dynasty, and the Yunshui Palace of the Wei Dynasty are one of the few people in the world to reach the practice practice and means of practice.

However, in all the practice exercises, the Nine Dead silkworms are undoubtedly the most powerful and mysterious.

No one knows the origin of this practice, but it is implicitly speculated that this is the practice practiced by the invincible emperor in the world who established the great dynasty hundreds of years ago.

It is even speculated that the reason why the emperor, who was the strongest practitioner of the year, died in heaven when he was more than 50 years old, because he had an accident in the practice of this practice.

The reason for this speculation is that after the emperor, all the most amazing people in the past have received this practice, but all those people, including the person who was almost a taboo in all the population of the DQin Dynasty, did not dare to practice this practice.

No one practices, no one in the world knows what is powerful and divine in this practice.

Only the practitioners of the later generations know from some of the bamboo briefs left by the dynasty that many people will be killed during the practice of this practice... And when they touch the true element of the rest of the practitioners, they will make a sound like a gnawing.

However, the practitioners at that time could be sure that this practice could not be like several magic skills of the Daqi Dynasty, directly devouring others' true lives to enhance some of their own cultivation.

What is the use of touching each other's true element and making this kind of silkworm gnawing sound, and what does it mean?

This inexplicable speculation alone makes people feel more mysterious and frightening.

However, what makes the Song God book at this moment are all-afraid not because of this practice itself, but because this practice is ultimately dead in the hands of that person.

There used to be a lot of doormen.

And Song God Book, many years ago, was just one of the most humble drivers to help that person's doorman.

Now, the nine-dead silkworm god, who should have completely disappeared with the death of that person, appeared in front of him incomparably, holding countless pictures that he deliberately did not think about, and suddenly pressed him like a mountain.

His body was even more unable to move, and his body was convulsed violently.

He began to realize that what had been circulating in the tombs of the previous day was true.

...

Ding Ning looked at the Song God Book, his movement did not stop at the slightest, his fingertips as if he were plowing the folds on the clothes of the Song Gods, carefully sweeping through every red red real element on the surface of the body of Song God.

With countless subtle sounds like the cannibals of spring, a red real element disappeared under his fingertips.

“How does it feel to be proud?”While doing these, he was serious, as if he really wanted to get an answer, and asked Song God softly.

Hearing this, Song God finally convinced himself of his inference, and his fear finally returned to his situation, "Don't kill me!"He was sweating like a rain, shaking the already stiff throat muscles and making a hoarse sound.

“The debt is to be paid.”

Ding Ning looked at the poor wretch and looked at him, "You tell me, what else can you use to pay off the debt besides this life?"

Song God’s eyes were almost studded by his own sweat, and he opened his eyes forcefully and hurriedly said, “If... if I tell you some secret that is more important than my life, can you let me live?”

Ding Ning's eyebrows slightly raised, he sighed for a few hours and said, "Yes."

The light of hope in the eyes of the Song God book was only a moment of hesitation.

Ding Ning sneered, "You should know the name of his sword."

The book’s eyes lighted up.

"When Li Guanlan was killed, the person who betrayed him was Muzi, and now he has changed his name to Lianglian."

He controlled his increasingly stiff throat, rubbing his ugly voice and uttering the first secret he thought was most important.

Ding Ning's eyes were imperceptible.

Those familiar names, for him, are a lot of debt.

“Lily together?”

“The Tiger Wolf North Army?”The military is full, and the most promising one next?”

His eyes frowned deeply and said to himself.

“It is him.”Song God's life-seeking ** is getting stronger and stronger, although the voice is more difficult, but the voice is more louder.

“Only these?You should understand that as long as you say this is true, I won't tell you, I'll find out in the future."Ding Ning looked up and looked at him indifferently.

Song God book swallowed hard, the heart beat violently.

He knew that the secret of the next exit must satisfy the other party, but he also knew very well that if it was known to be told by his mouth, his future results would certainly be worse than today.

"The wine is not dead."With a begging look, he looked at Ding Ning and hissed.

Ding Ning's body shook, his face lost its calm for the first time, and exclaimed, "What do you say!"

“He is locked up in the deepest cell of the water prison.”

Song Shenshi felt that his heart was going to jump out of his throat, "Shuang Yan wanted to get some secrets of practice from his body, so he never killed him... The outside world people thought he was dead, and even Li Xiang and the night leader did not know this secret."

Ding Ning's face was calm again, and he was silent for a moment, and asked seriously, "Then how do you know the secret?"

Song God did not dare to look into his eyes, "because he can't dig anything useful out of his mouth, so he strictly thought of some way ... he had let people take a false robbery, and some of the people who robbed the prison were people who had known Lin before boiling wine."

"You are also one of the people you know, but he doesn't know that you're already strict."Ding Ning's face was calm, "What about later?"

Song Shen Shu said hard: "I don't know where the wrong thing happened, Lin cooked wine is not fooled at all."

"His mind itself is more careful than the same, how can those small means have deceived him?"Ding Ning lowered his head slightly and said softly, "He must be very uncomfortable now."

Song God did not know how to answer, and he did not speak out.

Ding Ning did not look at him, but he whispered again: “No?”

The heart of the book of Song Gods once again throbbed violently.

He heard that the other was not satisfied.

"I ..." So he trembled and told the last most important secret of his knowledge, "the legend of the lonely mountain swords should exist, and most of the clues may be in the hands of the White Mountains and Waters of the Yunshui Palace."

“Sword of the mountain?”

Ding Ning's breathing was a little, and this was another news he had not thought of at all.

Legend has it that the Liangshan Sword is a very mysterious, very powerful gate, I don't know when it originated, and I don't know when it died, but there have always been rumors that this gate has a secret, and there are many treasures in it.

In addition to some lost practice, what makes all practitioners more motivated is some ethereal and refiner materials that have disappeared.

As more and more things related to the orphaned mountain swords are found, the practitioners in the world can now be sure that the Lone Mountain Swords and the Secret Collection do exist, but where this "Lone Mountain Sword" is, there has been no exact clue.

“How do you know?”Ding Ning's eyes flickered a little, looked up and looked at Song God's book again and asked.

"God's prison has once taken several pieces of jade simple fragments to the historical library to identify, the text on the fragment is very strange, we thoroughly checked the classical, found that is the unique text of the Lone Mountain Sword."

Song God said with shortness of breath, “And I secretly checked that there was a battle between the people who were incarced by God and the remnant of the Yunshui Palace.”They were sure that there were more of these jade fragments in the hands of the remnant of the Yunshui Palace.”

Ding Ning did not speak for a moment.

Even if the practitioners of Yunshui Palace are now as hidden as the practitioners of Zhao Sword Furnace, they can always find some clues as long as they are willing to spend their time.

“And what else?”

After a dozen breaths, he looked at the book of Song God and asked again.

Song God looked at him helplessly, and his brain gradually blanked.

He couldn’t think of a secret enough.

"Very well."

Ding Ning looked at his face, nodded with satisfaction, bowed down to his ear, "In that case, you can go to die."

The eyes of the book of Song Gods were so incredulous that they were so wide that they were so great.

At this time, a strong breath easily pierced his heart and cut off several bloodlines that were most important to a person's life.

“You...”

He could not believe that his life would end, and a stiff hand did not know where the strength came from, and seized the corner of Ding Ning's clothes.

“I wonder why I didn’t kill you, did I?”

Ding Ning looked at his gradually enlarged eyes and whispered, "He is the most golden figure in the world, so you think that the disciples he collected will also keep their faith."

"It's a pity that he's dead, and the one under his door can still be used now?"

Ding Ning calmly broke the finger of the Song God book and then said.

Song God heard this sentence clearly, and he felt the anger of being deceived, but in the next moment, he only heard a strange voice in his throat.

That was his last breath.

He died with endless remorse.