Chapter 29: The Distance Between Life and Death
A two-story horse-drawn carriage carried Ding Ning into the Wutong Drop, stopping under the green-colored wine banner that had no words.
The person in charge of driving the carriage was a gray-shirted swordsmith, and although he did not understand what kind of contribution Ding Ning had made to tonight's battle, he thought that since this young man from the wine shop was able to always follow Wang Taixu's side, this gray-shirted swordsmith naturally respected Ding Ning to the extreme.
Ding Ning thanked the gray-shirted swordsmith named Zhou San Province before he pushed open the door of the liquor store and walked inside.
There was no firelight inside, and only after bringing the door with him did the sound of Changsun Shaxue's footsteps ring out.
She seemed to have only just rinsed off, her hair was wet and coiled on top of her head, and her body exuded a faint ethereal fragrance.
In the darkness, even if she couldn't really be seen, she was still beautiful to the extreme.
It was just that her voice was still a little too cold.
"You're a little too hasty."
She looked at Ding Ning in the darkness and said, "You clearly told me that before breaking through to the third realm, you wouldn't attract too much attention. Even that person's disciple of yours would be too easy to kill before you even reach the True Origin Realm."
Although she was breathtakingly beautiful, usually Ding Ning spoke to her most naturally and relaxedly, yet at this moment, Ding Ning fell into silence as if he was being consumed by darkness.
Only after several breaths of time had passed did he ask, "Are you worried about my safety, or are you worried about your own cultivation?"
"You really do have a problem, in the past you would never have asked such a meaningless question." Changsun Shaxue's voice was a bit colder, "You should understand that there is no difference between the two at all."
Ding Ning remained silent for another moment and said, "I am somewhat in a hurry, but in our plan, there was no such accident as Lord Yeuling directly appearing here and asking to marry you... With Lord Yeuling's abilities, if there were no accidents occurring in the Great Qin Dynasty, it would be impossible for him to be in such a hurry. The White Sheep Cave is a place of cultivation that has existed for a long time in the Da Qin Dynasty, and all of the places of cultivation are the foundation of the Da Qin Dynasty. Even if there was something that offended the Empress, if there were no accidents, the Emperor and the two Prime Ministers would definitely not allow the Empress's power to directly allow such a place of cultivation to be merged into the Qingteng Sword Academy, because such a merger was actually no different from directly allowing a school of cultivation to disappear, as well as the military's power elite so eagerly meddling in the fight between the city and the wells...the Lonely Mountain Sword Collector is about to come out of the world again, the There are big changes in many places, as if everyone in Changling suddenly became anxious after a rainstorm."
After a pause, Ding Ning then said in a clear and cold voice, "I have to obtain the identity of a cultivator as soon as possible... You've heard what Wang Taixu said to me in today's session... You should understand that to be able to enter the White Sheep Cave and then enter the Green Vine Academy so easily, this is an opportunity we may not be waiting for if we waited for many years... So I can't afford to miss out on it."
"I don't care what reason you have, your heart was restless after you came back from killing Song Shenshu in the fish market."
Changsun Shaxue said nonchalantly, "I only know that with such a low cultivation level as yours, it would be too easy for you to die if you come into contact with so many cultivators and powerful people so early."
Thinking of the things he needed to take on, looking at the woman in front of him who was even more arrogant and lonely than the vast majority of people in Changling, and at the same time more sentimental than the vast majority of people, and thinking that her life and death were closely tied to his own, all of the coldness in Ding Ning's eyes disappeared.
His eyes sparkled in the darkness.
"I will definitely be a little more careful than before." He looked into Changsun Shaxue's eyes and gave an incomparably serious assurance, "Before you break through to the eighth realm, I will definitely be more careful to value my own life."
Feeling the strange implication in Ding Ning's sincere words, Changsun Shaxue frowned slightly.
But she didn't say anything for a moment, turning around and walking back to the backyard, and it was only when she reached the doorway to her sleeping quarters that she thought of something as if she asked, "Is it true what you and Wang Taixu said about having to enter the Minshan Sword Sect to obtain the Heaven Renewing Divine Skill?"
"It's almost true, if I can't cultivate the Heaven Renewing Divine Secrets, I will die of old age at a very young age." Ding Ning replied softly, "But it's not absolute, at least besides the Heaven Renewing Divine Secrets, there are several other techniques for cultivating true essence that can allow me to live well."
Changsun Shaxue's clear and cold voice sounded once again, "But the Heaven Renewal Divine Skill is definitely one of the most promising ones in there."
Ding Ning remained slightly silent for another moment before nodding his head in the darkness, "At least in the past, I simply did not have the opportunity to obtain the Minshan Sword Sect's secret technique... This technique from the Minshan Sword Sect will not only allow me to live well, but will also allow me to become stronger."
"Your lineage's cultivation means will be even stronger if you have the Heaven Renewal Divine Skill to go along with it?"
Changsun Shaxue was also silent for a moment before she used an extremely cold voice and continued, "I remember that person was a mortal enemy of the Minshan Sword Sect's Patriarch, and he couldn't even enter the door of the Minshan Sword Sect, so it's true that he couldn't get the Minshan Sword Sect's techniques."
Ding Ning had never hidden anything from her, it was just that she usually didn't want to ask more questions.
So he simply replied, "Yes."
Changsun Shaxue calmed down and asked, "If it goes well and you enter the Minshan Sword Sect, what about my cultivation?"
Ding Ning calmed down as well, or at least his voice began to seem calm as well, "This is something I've already considered, so the choice in my plan to enter the Minshan Sword Sect was originally the second method. The outer court entering the Minshan Sword Academy through the grand examination is not considered to be a true Minshan Sword Academy disciple, there is only a limited amount of time to be able to enter the Minshan Sword Academy Sword Mountain to study for a limited amount of time, and it won't be like a true Minshan disciple, who must reach the True Elemental Realm before they can leave the mountain gate. So it won't affect your and my cultivation."
Changsun Shaxue then stopped asking more questions and continued to walk in towards the house while saying, "I'll wait for you on the bed."
Changsun Shaxue no longer asked more questions and just said this sentence.
It was a sentence that made people reverie and was very ambiguous.
However, in this store filled with the smell of alcohol, this sentence appeared almost every day, and such words had no ambiguity between the two.
There was only menace and solemnity.
Like before, Ding Ning made up the mattress and lay down on the inner side of the bed.
As Changsun Shallow Snow lay down calmly on his side, all the water droplets in his hair were then shaken out by the hints of Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi emanating from her body.
Again, wind and snow began to fly around him and Changsun Shaxue.
After breaking through the last barrier, Changsun Shaxue's recent cultivation was no longer in any crisis.
He no longer needed to help her cultivate by forcibly touching the orifices on her body and forcibly pouring in true qi, much less warming her body with his own body heat.
However, today, during the day and into the night, too many things had happened, and everything had happened too much faster than planned, and those people and things that had originally seemed distant were so clearly in front of him.
Looking at Changsun Shaxue's side profile in the darkness and in the wind and snow, he suddenly wanted to embrace her very much.
However, he knew that if he embraced her at this moment, she would really kill him without hesitation.
So he only gazed at her in the wind and snow.
In his gaze.
There was only a short distance of one foot between his body and hers, yet it was as if they were separated by countless heavy mountains and rivers, separated by the distance between life and death.
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At the same time, Night Ce Leng walked in the Supervisory Heavenly Division.
She passed through a long passageway and walked towards a room in the deepest part of the Supervising Heaven Division.
Oil lamps were lit on both sides of the passageway, and they went out as she walked by.
She was walking in the dark.
However, the white dress she was wearing was still the same as what Zhao Zhan had said, and it seemed to be a bit out of place with this blackness, and the gray of the Changling.
The deepest room had a lot of heavy draping.
The overlapping drapes were not only like a labyrinth, which could make it impossible for the enemy to easily discover her figure when they came to attack. At the same time, the overlapping drapes could also conceal a lot of scents, even allowing the thoughts of powerful cultivators to not penetrate.
In the center of the drape, there was a round soft couch.
In front of the soft couch, there was a medicine cauldron that was always slightly boiling.
"There was a soft sound.
A mouthful of blood spurted out of Night Ce Leng's mouth without warning, staining her white dress and the ground in front of her.
However, the expression on her face remained calm and powerful.
Because she knew that Changling didn't know how many people wanted her to die, she had to look strong in front of everyone.
Only by being strong could she live well.
She walked forward with an expressionless face.
A crystal vapor followed her forward.
The scarlet on her body and the blood on the ground became fainter and fainter, and eventually all of it disappeared.
She calmly and confidently sat on the soft couch and uncovered the medicinal cauldron in front of her.
In the boiling crimson medicinal liquid, a golden-colored Ao Long Dan was cooking.
She sent several spoons of the medicinal liquid into her own mouth and slowly swallowed it.
Her brows furrowed slightly as if she was in some pain, yet in the next instant, the expression on her face became calm and powerful once again.
