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Six years had passed since the incident of the Southern Marquis's clan being exterminated in Longxi County. The Li and Tang dynasties had achieved success in singing and dancing, and the people had long forgotten about the extermination of the clan of Longxi's first clan.

But Ding Ning, as the sole survivor of the Southern Marquis Marquis Residence, this kind of pain and hatred was something that could never be forgotten. The reason why Ding Ning had endured so much and came all the way to the Mang Shan Sect to cultivate the sword was for the sole purpose of revenge!

Although Ding Ning didn't have much feelings for the Southern Marquis Manor, he didn't have much feelings for the people from the Marquis Palace's family back then either!

Ding Ning's surname was Ding, and that surname was followed by his mother's surname, and the surname of the person in the Marquis of Zhennan's household was Shen. Back then, Ding Ning was still just a useless bastard child in the Shen family, even in the eyes of his own father, Shen Chong.

However, because Ding Ning's mother, Ding Yun Niang, was the closest relative of Ding Ning in this world who was killed by the Li Tang royal family in order to save him, Ding Ning had to take revenge ? In order to avenge his mother's death, Ding Ning had no regrets!

Until now, other than the three years when he had become a disciple of the Mang Shan Sect, he had also learned a few shallow swordsmanship s. Other than practicing the unknown Nine Deadly Turtle Breath, he had also been bitterly training a set of six stages and eight stages ?

's mother, Ding Yun Niang, had taught him the Nine Death Turtle Breathing Technique, and the Six Steps of the Eight Steps of the Ancient Law was inherited from Ding Ning's father, the Shen Clan. Compared to the Nine Death Turtle Breathing Technique, Ding Ning had not been able to learn anything else for more than ten years.

In front of the Qing Shui Pond at the bottom of the Old Monkey Mountain, the reason why Ding Ning was able to barely avoid Tu Lu's fierce punch was because of the Six Paths of Eight Steps Stance Technique!

However, what Ding Ning did not know was that although he had trained in the Nine Death Turtle Breathing Technique for more than ten years and it looked like he had not made any progress, in truth, this miraculous Nine Death Turtle Breathing Technique was constantly changing his body's channels.

Although he could not see any substantial changes on the surface, but if it wasn't for Ding Ning's diligent training of the Nine Hell Turtle Resting Technique, Ding Ning's Six Paths of Eight Steps wouldn't have reached the Small Success Stage so quickly, and his body wouldn't have that ridiculously strong ability!

In the stream, as Ding Ning scrubbed the filth off his body, he looked at Feng Ping, who was sitting at the side, with his eyes fixated on his body. Ding Ning also completely understood that his current uninjured body must be the reason behind Feng Ping's suspicions.

In the Mang Shan Sect, Feng Ping and Chen Su were Ding Ning's two best friends. The two of them were also the people who treated the best in this world, other than his dead mother, Ding Yun Niang.

Therefore, Ding Ning was not really worried in his heart. He would tell the secrets on his body to others.

However, Ding Ning knew that if his secrets were found out by another person, the potential danger would be even greater, so even if he knew that Feng Ping would not bring him any danger, Ding Ning still felt that he should eliminate the doubt that Feng Ping had towards him! However, the question of what kind of excuse he should use to cover his tracks had become a problem for Ding Ning.

After the two of them showered and went to the shore to change into clean clothes, Ding Ning was just about to return when he suddenly grabbed onto Ding Ning. He did not understand what Ding Ning was looking at and laughed: "Junior Brother Ding, you are learning the sword slowly, from today onwards, I will teach you how to practice the sword."

"Huh?" Ding Ning was slightly startled.

Feng Ping looked at Ding Ning with a serious face: "What? Don't tell me you are looking down on my swordsmanship? "

Ding Ning immediately shook his head: No, no, how could I! "I'm just afraid of delaying your cultivation, Senior Feng."

Feng Ping smiled and said, "Why wouldn't I be delayed? Although I also really want to cultivate successfully, how far can one go on the cultivation road? There are many times where one cannot do it just by thinking about it. "If you hadn't given me the Pei-Yuan Dan bead to eat in order to save me, I would have helped you cross the threshold of marrow cleansing immediately if you had taken the Pei-Yuan Dan bead!"

Ding Ning scratched his head, looked at the serious face of Feng Ping, and was at a loss for words for a moment.

"Then, it's best if we're early rather than late. I'll teach you how to practice the sword right now!" Feng Ping looked at Ding Ning and said.

"Now?" Ding Ning looked at Feng Ping who was empty-handed, he scratched his head: "But we don't have swords right now?"

Feng Ping replied: "What's so difficult about that ?." After saying that, Feng Ping turned and walked towards a small bamboo forest in the southwest corner of the creek. He folded two bamboo branches in the bamboo forest, walked back to Ding Ning, and threw one of the bamboo branches in his hand over to Ding Ning: "You can use this bamboo branch to replace the sword ? Junior Brother Ding, why don't you demonstrate your swordsmanship for me to see if there's anything I can help you with! "

Amongst all the outer sect's disciples, although Feng Ping's swordsmanship was not considered good, it was still possible for him to be in the top thirty. Although Chen Su and were comparable to each other, Chen Su's cultivation speed seemed to be faster than his, in actuality, the difference in their talent and comprehension was actually pretty close. The reason why Chen Su was faster than him in cultivation was only because Chen Su had already learned the inheritance of swordsmanship several years ago, before he had even reached the top of the mountain.

And Ding Ning in front of him, was the lowest ranked disciple in all of the Mang Shan Sect s. Adding on to that, Ding Ning still had not succeeded in Purification, if what Ding Ning had said was true, then Feng Ping naturally believed that he had the qualifications to teach Ding Ning swordsmanship ?

Only, honestly speaking, Feng Ping didn't really want this to happen. What Ding Ning said at the moment was the truth that he had not succeeded in Purification, and instead hoped even more that Ding Ning was lying to him.

In the three years he had spent with Ding Ning on the mountain, it was not as if Feng Ping had not taught him, or to be exact, how to practice the sword. It was just that at many times, Feng Ping felt that a person's way of the sword, would often need to rely on their own comprehension and comprehension, in order to truly be considered as their own swordsmanship. But with other people's help, even if they learned the swordsmanship, they would still not be able to comprehend the true meaning of the way of the sword, and would not be able to unleash the greatest power of the swordsmanship.

It was precisely because of this concern in his heart, that Feng Ping did not interfere too much with Ding Ning's usual practice of the sword.

However, after three years had passed, even though Chen Su and he had succeeded in Purification, Ding Ning still had not made any progress on the way of the sword. Feng Ping was truly worried that if he did not help Ding Ning a little more, he would not be able to recover from his defeat ? Adding on the fact that Ding Ning gave him the Energy Cultivation Pill, regardless of whether it was out of morality or kindness, Feng Ping felt that it was his responsibility to help Ding Ning refine the swordsmanship.