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Volume 1 Chapter 318 The Second Level of Hell: Ningping’s Opportunity

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    Chapter 318 The Second Level of Hell: Ningping’s Opportunity

    Once, twice, three times In the woods on the outskirts of the Exiled Land, Ning Ping was practicing swinging his sword meticulously alone. Every time he swung his sword, a sword wave would fly towards the building facing Ning Ping.  On the soil slope, bursts of smoke and dust were stirred up.

    After swinging the sword five hundred times in a row, Ning Ping's shirt was soaked with sweat. Ning Ping stopped swinging the sword and walked aside to rest while holding the Qiu Shui Sword.  But whenever Ning Ping thinks about the last time he lost, Ning Ping's heart can't calm down.

    Ning Ping clenched his fist tightly and whispered: "I will not lose again." After saying this, Ning Ping walked to the slope and prepared to swing his sword five hundred times.

    "Shasha~" Before Ningping could swing his sword twenty times, a sound of footsteps suddenly came from the nearby woods. Ningping was startled and immediately prepared for battle.  While Ning Ping was waiting nervously, an old man with gray hair and a childlike face walked out slowly. After seeing Ning Ping, he looked like he had finally met someone, and asked Ning Ping: "Young man, how to get to the Tower of Crime and Punishment?  "

    "Go straight over there." Ning Ping was startled by the person coming, but he immediately showed him the way.

    "Thank you very much. Young man, are you a swordsman?" The old man thanked him, looked Ning Ping up and down and asked.

    "Yeah." Ning Ping responded, turning around to continue the training he had not completed just now.  But the old man didn't leave at this time. As if he saw something interesting, he stood not far away and watched Ning Ping practice with interest.  Ning Ping didn't care and kept practicing on his own.  But the old man pushed further. After seeing that Ning Ping ignored him, when Ning Ping practiced swinging his sword to 200 times, the old man suddenly shouted: "Stop!"

    Ning Ping almost twisted because of this shout, and then Ning Ping stared at the old man with an unhappy face and asked, "What are you doing?" The old man ignored the unkindness in Ning Ping's tone, looked at Ning Ping and said, "You practice like this  No, I hear your sword crying."

    "I'm sick." Ning Ping was stunned when he heard this, thinking that he had encountered a lunatic. He cursed secretly and prepared to leave.  If you can't afford to offend, we can afford to hide.  But the old man was obviously not easy to get along with. When he saw Ning Ping was about to leave, he actually blocked Ning Ping's way and prevented Ning Ping from leaving.

    That skill made Ning Ping feel wary, but before he could speak, the old man had already spoken: "How dare you not believe me? Okay, okay, then I will let you open your eyes and know that Lord Niu has three eyes."

    "It's Lord Ma." Ning Ping corrected.

    "Shut up! Get the spirit! Draw your sword." The old man said angrily.

    Ning Ping watched the old man pick up a branch casually, frowned, and said, "Old man, don't look for trouble. Even if you really want to fight with me, please get a real sword."

    "Humph, I can use this to deal with you." The old man replied with a proud look on his face.  But this arrogant look also angered Ning Ping, who decided to give the old man a hard time to prevent him from thinking that he was easy to bully.

    Thinking of this, Ning Ping stopped talking. He swayed and rushed towards the old man. As he approached the old man, Ning Ping waved his Qiu Shui Sword and patted the old man on the shoulder.  At this time, Qiu Shui Jian Ningping did not pull out its sheath.  No matter how unhappy Ning Ping was, he would never kill someone he had just met, even if it was an annoying old man.  Ning Ping just wanted to give the self-righteous old man in front of him a little pain.

    But to Ning Ping's surprise, the scabbard of the Qiu Shui Sword did not fall on the old man's shoulder. On the contrary, Ning Ping's wrist holding the Qiu Shui Sword ate a branch from the old man's hand, causing pain.  Ning Ping's hand couldn't help but loosen, but he quickly tightened it again to prevent the Qiu Shui Sword from falling to the ground.

    The old man glanced at Ning Ping in surprise, and nodded secretly, but he continued to scold: "The movements are too obvious, and people can see your intentions at a glance. In addition, the movements are too rigid, just step by step, you know  , the sword follows the heart, no move can win but there is a move"

    "Old man, you also use a sword?" Ning Ping rubbed his wrist and interrupted the old man.

    "It's rude to interrupt the old man." The old man glared at Ning Ping unhappily and said.  Unfortunately, Ning Ping remained unmoved. He stared at the old man's hands and said, "If you are also a swordsman, please defeat me with a real sword and then teach me. Otherwise, please shut up."

    "For me, as long as I am willing, anything in my hand can be regarded as a real sword. For you now, this branch is enough for me." The old man replied with a proud face.

    "Really? Then don't blame me for being rude." Ning Ping looked angry when he heard this and pulled out the Qiu Shui Sword.

    The figure disappeared again, this time faster than beforeIt was quick, but even so, Ning Ping's inevitable sword was still blocked, and not only was it blocked, Ning Ping's chest was lightly tapped three times by the old man with a branch.

    Ning Ping couldn't accept this reality for a while and froze on the spot.  Just now, the old man used a branch that could be seen everywhere to hold the unsheathed Qiu Shui Sword.  With the Qiu Shui Sword cutting iron like clay, Ning Ping could imagine the fate of that branch.  But it was precisely this that made Ning Ping almost unable to believe his eyes.  The branch that looked like it could be easily broken actually blocked the Qiushui Sword easily, and then launched a counterattack against Ning Ping. Fortunately, the old man didn't want to hurt anyone, and just used the branch in his hand to leave a mark on Ning Ping's chest.  Made a little mark.

    "Who are you?" Ning Ping looked at the old man and asked after a long while.

    "Hehehe you want to know? I won't tell you, I won't tell you, I won't tell you~"

    Black lines appeared on Ning Ping’s forehead. This old man’s singing sounded very familiar.  Ning Ping unconsciously thought of that guy Han Yu's hateful face.

    “…If you don’t want to say it, forget it.” Ning Ping sheathed his sword in depression and prepared to leave.  Just listen to the old man say: "Using force to wield a sword is ultimately inferior, only using Qi to wield a sword is superior." Ning Ping heard the words and replied without looking back: "Old man, how can I possibly say what you said?  I don’t know, I just want to learn how to control a sword with Qi, where can I find the way?”

    "Hmm~ Recruitment, I am a lonely old man who is proficient in the art of wielding swords with Qi. I am now recruiting a disciple. No apprenticeship ceremony is required, as long as three meals are provided."

    Hearing this, Ning Ping frowned and looked at the old man and said: "Old man, who sent you here? Although I am young, I am not an ignorant child. I don't believe that pie will fall from the sky, and I also don't expect that the peace of the world needs me to maintain it.  .”

    The old man was stunned when he heard this, and then burst out laughing. He looked at Ning Ping with interest and said, "You are indeed a very interesting little guy. I have a destiny with you, so I will teach you some tips on how to use Qi to control a sword. You  If you want to learn, come here alone at midnight." After saying this, the old man's figure flashed and disappeared.

    "Isn't it a ghost attack?" Ning Ping murmured to himself.  As soon as he finished speaking, a stone flew out from the bushes and hit Ning Ping in the head.

    “Oops~” Ning Ping rubbed his forehead that was red from being smashed, and he was not in the mood to practice at this time.  He was about to return to the hotel to discuss with Han Yu and others.  As soon as he returned to the hotel, Ning Ping saw Han Yu and Field walking over with happy faces.

    "What happened?" Ning Ping asked curiously.

    "That guy from Bafang is back." Field said.

    "Well, what then?"

    "That boy came back with a beautiful woman." Han Yu continued.

    "Huh?" Ning Ping frowned, what is this?

    "Take me to see it." Ning Ping said.

    Han Yu heard this and replied: "Oh, let Field take you there, I have something to go out for."

    "Where are you going?"

    "Go to the Tower of Punishment. Barnard just sent a message, saying that Deimos has something to discuss with me. I'm going to meet him and see what medicine he wants to sell in his gourd."

    "Oh, then be careful. Don't agree to any of the other party's requests. Just say that you will come back and discuss with us before making a reply." Ning Ping told Han Yu after hearing this.

    "I know." Han Yu agreed and left the hotel.

    Under the leadership of Field, Ning Ping met the girl who claimed to learn cooking from Shi Bafang and dressed like a maid.  Ning Ping was not very interested in this girl named Mengmeng. On the contrary, he was very interested in what Mengmeng said about the 2.5 levels of hell.  But after going to bed at night, Ning Ping suddenly remembered that he had not asked Han Yu and others for their opinions on what he wanted to ask.

    Looking at Han Yu and others sleeping soundly, Ning Ping didn't want to wake them up.  He got up and put on his clothes, picked up the Qiushui Sword, and left the hotel and walked towards the place where he practiced swordplay during the day.

    After arriving at the destination and waiting for a while, the old man he met during the day appeared. He was dressed in white and walked as if he was floating all the way. Ningping was so frightened that he swallowed quietly, feeling a little regretful that he was so big.  Came here in the middle of the night.

    “Not bad, not bad, you are quite courageous.” The old man nodded to Ning Ping with satisfaction.

    Hearing this, Ning Ping put on an ugly smile and asked the old man, "Old man, do you know about the Demon Swordsman?"

    "Ah, I know, what's wrong?"

    "After learning swordsmanship from you, can I defeat the demon swordsman?"

    "Huh? Why do you want to defeat the demon swordsman? You and the evil??The swordsman has a grudge?  "The old man asked curiously.

    "I was defeated by a demon swordsman once, and I want to regain my place." Ning Ping replied in a deep voice.

    "This is also a reason. But I'm not sure whether you can win or not. It all depends on your own efforts. As long as you work hard, you will get the rewards you want."

    Hearing the old man’s specious answer, Ning Ping rolled his eyes covertly and decided not to dwell on this issue anymore. He looked at the old man and humbly asked for advice: “Sir, please teach me to control the sword with Qi.”

    The old man was startled by Ning Ping's sudden politeness, but then he smiled, nodded and said, "Okay, let me test you first to see how far you can use your strength to wield a sword. In my opinion  Come on, you’re practicing ancient swordsmanship, right?”

    "Yes." Ning Ping replied honestly.

    "Well, good practice, this saves you the trouble of starting from scratch."

    “Old sir, I don’t know what you mean?” Ning Ping asked in confusion.

    "The so-called sword control with Qi can be understood as the state of practicing ancient swordsmanship to reach a profound state. Using force to control the sword is the foundation, and using Qi to control the sword is the result."

    “…Old sir, I don’t quite understand.”

    "To put it in layman's terms, if you want to learn to use Qi to control a sword, you must practice ancient swordsmanship. And your current situation is that you have practiced ancient swordsmanship, but you have not yet realized the sense of Qi in your body. As long as you find the sense of Qi, you can use Qi to control it.  It’s not too difficult for you to control a sword.”

    Ning Ping was overjoyed by the old man’s answer and blurted out: “Really?!”

    "Of course, but don't be too complacent. This aura is not that easy to find. Some people have been searching for it for decades and still haven't found it." The old man said to Ning Ping, pouring cold water on it.  But Ning Ping didn't care. He looked at the old man and said eagerly: "Please guide me how to find Qi."

    "Well, this is natural." The old man nodded and said to Ning Ping: "Sit down cross-legged with your legs first, and I will inject a stream of Qi into your body to let you know what Qi is."

    "Yes." Ning Ping did not doubt that he was there, and sat cross-legged on the ground as instructed. The old man walked behind Ning Ping, put his right hand on Ning Ping's back, and said, "Pay attention to how you feel."

    Ning Ping said nothing, closed his eyes slightly, relaxed his shoulders, and felt his inner self with all his heart.  He felt a stream of warm air pouring into his body from his back, traveling through his body along with his meridians.

    After a while, Ning Ping slowly opened his eyes, looked at the old man and asked, "Is that warm current just Qi?"

    "Well. Now you try to find the Qi that exists in your body." The old man nodded and said.

    ……

    Half an hour later, Ning Ping shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Why can't I feel anything?"

    "Nonsense, how long has it been? You, a little guy who is not even a beginner, want to find a sense of energy. You really think you are a swordsman genius that only emerges in hundreds of years." The old man said angrily.  He glanced at Ning Ping.

    Ning Ping was right when he heard this, but he still asked the old man a little unwillingly: "Isn't there any quick way?"

    "Have you brought the sword manual you got from that old ghost Maser?" the old man asked after thinking for a while.

    "I brought it, but I haven't had time to look at it yet." Ning Ping heard this and quickly took out the sword manual, then he woke up, looked at the old man and asked, "Who are you?"

    "Not too stupid. Yes, the original owner of that sword manual is me. Originally, I came to see you just to see if you are suitable for this sword manual. Now it seems that you are quite suitable.  If you want to find your own sense of Qi, then read more sword manuals when you have nothing to do, and understand the meaning of the moves in the sword manuals. Don't blame me for not explaining it to you one by one, these things are often things that can only be understood but not understood  Talking to you too much about words and phrases may save you some detours, but it will also stifle your development."

    "Thank you, old man, for your teaching." Ning Ping thanked the old man.  The old man accepted Ning Ping's gift as a matter of course, then turned around and disappeared from Ning Ping's eyes so fast that Ning Ping thought he had seen a ghost.

    "It's running so fast, isn't it the ghost hiding in this sword manual?" Ning Ping turned over the sword manual in his hand and said to himself.  As soon as he finished speaking, a stone hit Ning Ping on the forehead.  Ning Ping rubbed his forehead, not daring to say anything more, and returned to the hotel.

    After returning to the hotel, Ning Ping saw Han Yu, Feier, and Shi Bafang preparing to leave the hotel. He couldn't help but feel a little strange. It was still dark, so what were they doing up?  With this question, Ning Ping stepped forward and asked Han Yu: "Han Yu, you guys stayed up in the middle of the night, are you planning to go?"where?  "

    "Nonsense, of course I'm looking for you, a guy who stays up in the middle of the night and runs out to fool around." Seeing Ning Ping appear in front of him and asking himself this question, Han Yu immediately replied angrily.

    Ning Ping asked carefully and found out that not long after he left the room, Han Yu got up for the night, and naturally found that Ning Ping was missing from the same room.  After running to Feier and Shi Bafang's room and asking, they found out that Ning Ping had not come to see Feier and Shi Bafang.  Han Yu, Fei Erde and Shi Bafang discussed it and decided to go out to find someone.  Fortunately, before they could go out, Ning Ping strolled back by himself.

    "Ning Ping, you didn't sleep in the middle of the night, where did you go?" When he returned to his room, Han Yu couldn't help but ask Ning Ping.

    "It's getting late, go to bed quickly. There are still things waiting for us to do tomorrow." Ning Ping yawned and changed the subject.  Unfortunately, Han Yu was not fooled. He glared at Ning Ping and threatened, "If you don't tell me, I will tell Meng Xin at dawn that you went out to find a woman in the middle of the night while I was sleeping!"

    "You! You are so insidious!" Ning Ping was shocked when he heard this.  Han Yu’s method is so wicked!  But I have to admit that this method is very effective, at least it is enough to threaten Ningping.

    Under Han Yu’s questioning, Ning Ping honestly explained his purpose of going out in the middle of the night.  After listening to Ning Ping's explanation, Han Yu couldn't help but frown.  Upon seeing this, Ning Ping comforted him: "Don't worry, I don't think that old man has any ill intentions towards me."

    Han Yu waved his hand after hearing this, "I'm not interested in whether the old man has any ill intentions towards you. What worries me is, what does that Maser want to do? It can be seen from the fact that the old man can give you guidance.  I'm afraid this is my best swordsmanship." At this point, Han Yu gave a thumbs up, and then continued: "Then the problem is, such a powerful guy was called here by Maser. Others dare not  Said, the only thing that is certain is that Maser’s intentions are not small.”

    "No matter what that Maser wants to do? We just need to do what we have to do. As for other things, let the managers of the Exiled Land have a headache." Ning Ping thought for a while and said.  .

    Han Yu smiled when he heard this and said: "You are right, this is indeed not something we need to worry about." {Piaotian Literature www.piaotia.net thanks all book friends for your support, your support is our greatest motivation}
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