Vol 8 Chapter 19: ceremony

Ding Ning's voice was not loud, but when his voice sounded, all the roaring sounds and sharp and harsh sounds disappeared.
The five senses of the woman standing with him on a sedan chair were somewhat twitching, but there was no voice response.
"You do not dare."
Ding Ning slowly raised his head.
Standing in the front of the car, he was taller than the woman himself, especially when he looked up, and all of them felt an indescribable dignity and solemnity from his body.
"Otherwise, you won't see the sword and you will be so ill, and then you will see me like this."
Ding Ning looked at the woman's eyes, and said slowly and calmly: "Sister, you are still so timid, never changed. Just you are qualified to let me call you a sister?"
When his voice spreads, the sound of a cold air rang out.
This shock still stems from the identity of Ding Ning.
If he really is the king's dream of the year, the mysterious offering hidden in the family is actually the sister of Wang Jingmeng?
Everyone knows that Wang Jingmeng’s dream has become the actual leader of the Bashan sword field after entering the seven realms. However, Wang Jingmeng’s specific teacher has almost no record.
Few people know that when he first started practicing, he worshipped under the famous teacher of Bashan Jianchang, or he got some inheritance from the former dynasty. When he entered the Bashan swordfield, he already had terrible exercises and insights. .
"It's really you."
The woman has a moment of disappointment, her eyes shrink and expand like flowers and flowers, and repeat this sentence.
Ding Ning's head was raised a little higher.
His eyes fell to the sky.
The last broken sword was hung around his waist, and then he took the sword and applied a sword to the sky.
There is a sword in the sky, like a blue flame.
This blue flame is like a living creature, stretching and retracting in the sky.
Then Ding Ning took another sword.
There is a round of white moon in the higher part of the sky.
The moon is slowly missing, and there is a mysterious sword that has begun to linger in this world. It seems that there is a killing that will come to everyone.
Then Ding Ning took out the third sword.
Many silky swords lighted around Ding Ning and gathered together to form a piece of grinding disc.
Only at this time, Li Yuyue thoroughly understood the meaning of Ding Ning’s three swords.
The first sword is "the blue sky and the wildfire", which is the perfection of her and Wang Jingmeng. She can't comprehend, and Wang Jing dreams.
The second sword is "the yin and the lack of the sun", which is one of the most difficult swords of her own.
The third sword is the "Millstone Sword", which is the unique sword style of Wang Jingmeng.
There is nothing more powerful in the world than this.
She no longer dared to doubt the identity of the opposite person. Even though her appearance changed completely, she determined that Ding Ning was the one.
However, at this time, Ding Ning received the sword.
His fingers were slightly moving, and there was no real sword, but two shady swords were drawn.
These two swords have completely defeated her psychological defense, and her strength seems to begin to drain.
These two swords are the swords that both sides used when she and Wang Jingmen finally played against each other, especially one of them, but it left a very vicious injury in her body, so that she must rely on the strength of the scales. In order to maintain vitality.
This sword became a prisoner and she was imprisoned in this place for many years.
Even if there are people in this world who can learn the meaning of her and Wang Jingmeng's sword, it is impossible for anyone to be so subtle and use only the sword to simulate the scene of the two players at the time.
So she understands that this is true.
The man who was already dead "lived" and changed his face to face in front of her.
She shivered.
"You are too timid, so when you were threatened, you stood on the side of Zheng sleeves, betrayed the entire Bashan swordfield, and sold a lot of people's secrets."
"By the sword, you are no longer my sister, but I can forgive you."
Ding Ning bowed his head and his voice was cold. "You should understand that this is the rule of the Bashan sword field."
Under the sword, in the Bashan sword field, he expressed his surrender, saying that the sword and the name of the practitioner belong to the object of his surrender. They will no longer be equal in the future, and will accept the prohibition and become a loyal servant who cannot betray.
When Ding Ning’s indifferent voice sounded, Li’s knees were already soft. She knew the rules of the Bashan sword field that year, but in the Bashan sword field that year, almost no one could accept such humiliation.
"According to the rules of the Bashan sword field, accepting forgiveness, I can eliminate the hidden disease of your sword. Because I have the sacred of the sword of the mountain." Ding Ning looked at her with no expression, then said this sentence.
I sighed.
Li Haoyue fell down.
A smoky dust exploded from the place where her knees touched the ground.
Next is the body that touches the ground.
She was almost on the ground, her forehead rubbing against the ground, and no one knew what complicated emotions she had at this time, but she could see that she even cried.
No one feels ridiculous, and not many people feel ridiculous.
Looking at the figure of Ding Ning standing in the sun, watching the powerful practitioner who was kneeling in front of him, everyone began to understand that Ding Ning wanted to do this because it was a sacred ceremony.
Bring back the rules of the Bashan sword field.
This is a ceremony to announce that he and Bashan swordfield have returned to the whole world.
No one will doubt his identity from now on.
This is why he did not kill Li Haoyue, and let this powerful practitioner who betrayed the Bashan sword field bow to him and accept the real reason for his forgiveness.
The surroundings were completely quiet.
Many practitioners looked at Ding Ning's figure and knew that it was not his most powerful, beautiful and shocking moment. However, even so, many people's hearts have already produced the idea that practitioners should be.
Such a temperament and piety... no wonder that there were so many practitioners who followed in desperation.
In the dark carriage, the breath of the clouds was smooth, he was no longer as nervous as before, but the clothes were soaked with sweat.
He finally understood why the Rams showed their attitude of giving in at the beginning.
The difference between the other's level and the door valves of their own is too far away, not at one level.
There was a carriage that left quickly before Li Haoyue got up.
Many people are unaware of it, that is the carriage of the Xia family.
The opponents of the family have been solved with such a weapon. The only remaining Xia family, who is the opponent behind it? What kind of attitude will it be at the moment?
Ding Ning is not impatient.
He stayed in Xinzhuang and waited for the echo of the Xia family.