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In Ding Ning's opinion, this was also his purpose in cultivating Dao Seeking, and was different from others.

This was because he had taken this cultivation path for the sake of killing others. Yes, he had done so for the sake of killing them! Moreover, the person he wanted to kill was not a single person, but many people!

The people he wanted to kill were all cultivators, many of them had profound Tao techniques, and were regarded as "deities" in the Taoism Realm.

However, even if the people he wanted to kill were all added together, Ding Ning felt that there was an insurmountable difference when compared to the red clothed girl, Tu Lu, who wanted to become the world's number one.

This was also the reason why he admired her from the bottom of his heart!

Although Ding Ning had not interacted with the red-clothed girl, Tu Lu, from the time they had met on the side of the Old Monkey Mountain, to when they had been on the road since then, the time they had spent together was extremely short.

But aside from the fact that the secret on his body had been discovered by her, which made Ding Ning feel a little uncomfortable, for some reason, Ding Ning did not reject the red-clothed girl, Tu Lu, in his heart. Instead, he had a kind of intimate feeling.

Was it because she was too beautiful?

She was one of the few strong practitioners in the same age group that Ding Ning had seen?

Or was Ding Ning completely convinced by her ambition?

There might be these reasons as well, but that was not entirely the case!

The most important thing was that Ding Ning saw a kind of refreshment in the other party, the kind that made one feel free to do whatever they wanted to do. This was also what Ding Ning envied the most.

If not for the fact that he had an unspeakable background and secret on his body, Ding Ning felt that he would also become like his, because they were essentially the same kind of person!

It was just that, at the moment, Ding Ning could not do it like her, and she had done it, so Ding Ning was jealous!

The firehouse Ding Ning was going to pick out firewood was not far from the Sword Plains, just seven to eight hundred meters away. Behind the firehouse was a row of wooden houses of the same style.

After picking up the firewood and handing it over to his fellow disciples who were cooking in the firehouse, Ding Ning didn't delay any further as he brought Tu Lu towards Mang Feng's direction.

Tian Mang Peak was the main peak of Mang Shan Sect.

The Mang Shan Sect's name was also based on the name of Tian Mang Peak.

Legend has it that eight hundred years ago, the founder of Mang Shan Sect, Yan Xun, cultivated on Mang Peak before finally being able to ask questions. She was the founder of the Mang Mountain Sword Sect, the number one sect in Ying Chuan County!

Tian Mang Peak, very high.

As for exactly how high it was, Ding Ning had never gone up, so he had no idea.

However, looking down from the Mang Peak, he heard from the internal portal senior brothers that the cloud cover was not even half as high as the Mang Peak, and that it was within Ding Ning's capabilities.

There were many twists and turns to Mang Feng's Cloud Wave Cliff. The Sword Monument, the stone forest, the eighteen streams, and finally, Jian Xi.

Compared to the road from the Qing Shui Pond of the Old Monkey Mountain to the Sword Testing Platform and from the Sword Testing Platform to the Cloud Wave Cliff of Mang Feng, it was even more difficult! However, the scenery along the way was much more beautiful than the scenery at the foot of the mountain.

Coming from the Sword Plains, it seemed that you could see all four hours on the way here (Note: four hours is equivalent to four years of spring, summer, autumn, and winter.) The scenery, this was also a unique sight of Mang Mountain!

Bringing the red-clothed girl, Tu Lu, along with him, to Mang Feng, this was the second time that Ding Ning had stepped onto Mang Feng.

However, even though he knew the path, it was too difficult to walk ten steps at a time due to the rugged and winding mountain paths. When he reached the bottom of Mang Feng's Sword Monument, Ding Ning's face was already flushed red and she was gasping for breath, unable to walk any further.

The red clothed girl, Tu Lu, watched as Ding Ning tiredly sat his butt under the Sword Monument and did not urge Ding Ning to hurry over. Instead, he lightly jumped off the donkey's back and landed on the ground, surrounding the Sword Monument, looking at it with a face full of curiosity.

"..." Is this the Sword Monument? " Tu Lu patted the Sword Monument and turned to look at Ding Ning.

Ding Ning nodded: "... Yes, this is the Sword Monument. "

The Sword Monument was a piece of stone, a very big stone. Seven or eight men had to spread their arms to surround them.

But its texture was very strange. It seemed to be both a stone and not a stone.

It was called a stone because it was shaped like a stone.

Although it didn't resemble a stone, it was different from the other stones on the mountain. Its entire body was as black as ink stone, and there was no way that it could find a second piece on the mountain.

The weirdest part was that it was even harder than a blade or sword. Using the other rocks on the mountain to knock against it was like striking a stone with an egg.

Besides being big, Sword Monument s were also very tall. The highest point was around a hundred meters from the ground.

The reason Sword Monument s are called Sword Monument s!

It was because there was a single word carved upon the surface of this huge black stone, 'sword'!

The word sword on the Sword Monument was also very big, almost occupying half of the area south of the Sword Monument.

Standing in front of the Sword Monument, even if one could not use any calligraphy or was illiterate, they would be able to see that the word "sword" was written extremely well on the Sword Monument!

To carve on this piece of black stone that was even harder than a blade or sword was already a work of god, and when that word 'sword' was reflected in your eyes, it had a kind of calligraphy style that made it seem even more extraordinary!

Lying under the Sword Monument, Ding Ning did not dare to look at the word "sword".

This was because a year ago, when he had first entered Mang Feng, he had been completely engrossed in the word 'sword' on the Sword Monument.

And the result of this, was that after Ding Ning regained his senses, he vomited three mouthfuls of fresh blood in a row ?

If not, when Feng Ping, who was travelling with him, realized that it was in time and carried him down the mountain to be treated, Ding Ning's little life would have been given to this Sword Monument.

And after he was treated at the foot of the mountain, Ding Ning laid on his bed for three months straight before gradually recovering.

However, although Ding Ning almost lost his life because of this, it was not without benefits. After looking at the words "sword" on the Sword Monument, Ding Ning clearly felt that his comprehension in the way of the sword, seemed to have progressed even further!

And it was also because of this that Ding Ning knew that the word Sword Monument was extremely complicated!

Presumably, the senior Mang Shan Sect who wrote the word "sword" on the Sword Monument fused his sword dao and thought into the "sword" character that was drawn with fifteen strokes (Note: Traditional sword character).

Otherwise, with just one word, it would have been impossible for him to have shocked his mind and even caused him to spit out three mouthfuls of blood!

"..." "What a powerful sword!" Suddenly, an exclamation came from beside Ding Ning.

Ding Ning turned his head, only to see the red clothed girl, Tu Lu, staring at the words on the Sword Monument. Seeing his like that, Ding Ning couldn't help but be shocked.

Because he had experienced the power of the word "sword" before, he was afraid that the Sword Monument would be like him. Thinking of this, Ding Ning quickly crawled up from the ground and prepared to support the lady in red.