Listening to the old beggar's self-report of thousands of dollars, Jiang Ning silently recited it twice.
"Okay, I, the old beggar, have finished what I have to say. Where is the sword? I will put it away first. As for whether you want to join the Zhengyuan Sword Sect in the future, it all depends on your wishes."
After saying this, the ancestor of the Zhengyuan Sword Sect who called himself Qian Hong pointed at Jiang Ning's small black sword with his right hand.
Suddenly.
Xiao Hei let out a cry and shot into Qianhong's hand.
Buzz buzz.
After Black Sword left Jiang Ning's side, he immediately whined.
Jiang Ning also looked at Xiao Hei with a look of reluctance.
pity.
Qianhong waved his right hand, and Xiao Hei was finally put into his storage bag.
Seeing Xiao Hei being taken away by Patriarch Qian Hong, Jiang Ning felt a sting in his heart.
"Little guy, it's time for me to go."
"Is there anything else you want to say before I leave?"
The old beggar squinted his eyes and patted the dust on his buttocks.
Jiang Ning thought for a moment and said, "Senior, I would like to know, after you take Xiao Hei back, will you abandon it?"
The old beggar was startled, then smiled and said, "How could it be? This sword is the Zongzong sword of our Zhengyuan Sword Sect. Although it is a secondary sword, it is also an eternal artifact, so don't worry, there will be someone in our Sword Sect."
Serve him well."
Jiang Ning finally felt better after hearing this.
"Then let me ask my senior again. Could it be that my purpose of entering the foreign battlefield this time is to find my little black guy?" Jiang Ning asked.
As the old saying goes, "Part of it is, part of it is not."
"What do you mean?" Jiang Ning asked.
The old name is Hanamichi: "Actually, your Xiaohei is just the auxiliary sword of one of the seven swords. The real main sword soul is already on the sword mountain of our Zhengyuan Sword Sect!"
"It's just that my old beggar sensed the existence of another secondary sword in this extraterrestrial battlefield, so it came!"
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"But in fact, I really entered the battlefield outside the territory to stop the conspiracy of the other three sects."
Three other cases?
Hearing this, Jiang Ning's expression changed.
"good."
"These three sects are the Corpse Ghost Sect, the Hidden Moon Sect, and the Giant Que Sect!"
After Qianhong named the three major four-star sects, he narrowed his eyes and said, "They think they can deceive others by entering the battlefield outside the territory to find the bones of the mythical beast, so as to consolidate their sect's status."
"Ancient mythical beast?" Jiang Ning's eyes lit up when he heard this.
The old beggar nodded.
"good!"
"Do you know why so many people died in this foreign battlefield? And no one came back alive?" the old beggar asked.
Jiang Ning shook his head.
"That's because the demon clan used secret techniques to summon an ancient divine beast! This divine beast possesses the cultivation level of the infant transformation stage! It was precisely because of its appearance that all the last human cultivators perished on the battlefield outside the territory.
!However, as far as my old beggar knows, that ancient mythical beast was finally lured by the Danzun Patriarch of the Ten Thousand Medicine Sect to make it take the Slave Beast Pill, and then it was transformed by all the top ten masters of transforming gods.
We were besieged and managed to capture it!"
"But it was the beast that was so powerful that it self-destructed when it died!"
"Therefore, in that battle, all the monks, including Taoist Yi Danzun and the top ten masters of the God Transformation Realm, were all turned into ashes!"
The old beggar's eyes twinkled when he told the story of his past.
But he didn't see that when Jiang Ning heard the name of Wanyao Sect and his master "Taoist Alchemist", he clenched his fists tightly and his body began to tremble slightly!
turn out to be!
The master died because of the self-destruction of the ancient divine beast.
"It is rumored that after the death of the divine beast, its remains were still left on this battlefield outside the territory."
"For hundreds of years, the three sects have been trying to find the corpse of the ancient beast for training. That's why they entered this extraterrestrial battlefield."
The ancestor Qianhong in front of him finally told the truth of the matter.
After hearing this, Jiang Ning's eyes showed a cold light.
No wonder the Corpse Ghost Sect, the Hidden Moon Sect, and the Giant Que Sect sent so many disciples into the battlefield outside the territory. In the end, the reason was to hunt for treasures.
Why worship ancestors who died in battle?
Complete nonsense.
After Jiang Ning understood everything, he raised his head and said to the old beggar, "Thank you for your advice, senior."
The old beggar waved his hand.
"You're welcome. If you say thank you, my old man would still like to thank you."
"Finally, I would like to advise you little guy, remember, you must be careful in this extraterrestrial battlefield, especially the Corpse Ghost Sect."
After Qianhong said this meaningfully, he smiled slightly and said, "Let's go."
He stepped out and his figure instantly disappeared into the endless world.
Watching the ancestor of the Zhengyuan Sword Sect disappear like this, Jiang Ning stood blankly in the sky and the earth.
Xiao Hei is gone.
The black sword that had been with him in life and death was just taken away by the ancestor Qian Hong.
A huge feeling of loss welled up in Jiang Ning's heart.
He opened the Najie space and looked at his little green and Chi Yan, feeling more and more melancholy in his heart.
At this moment, suddenly, a tear burst from the bottom of Jiang Ning's heart, and a beam of light suddenly emitted.
This tear is surprisingly the one that was left behind
A drop of sword heart in the earth.
This drop of sword heart was left to him by Sister Jianling back then.
now.
When Jiang Ning was extremely disappointed, the sword heart seemed to suddenly move, and then a cold feeling spread into Jiang Ning's heart, as if to say, what are you afraid of? There is me!
When Jiang Ning sensed the abnormal movement of the "Sword Heart", his heart suddenly shook.
"Sister Sword Spirit..."
He raised his head and looked into the distance while murmuring.
Duanmuping, who was standing next to her, looked at Jiang Ning who suddenly called Sister Jianling, and looked at him with a surprised face, "Are you...are you okay?"
Jiang Ning ignored Duanmu Ping.
I just practice silently in my heart! I must practice harder! Only in this way can I guard everything that is mine! At the same time, when I reach the state of transformation, I can truly summon Sister Sword Spirit.
After thinking this in his heart, a firm intention emerged from Jiang Ning's heart.
He has to work hard.
He wants to practice.
Turning his head, Jiang Ning suddenly looked at the extremely beautiful Duanmu Ping.
"You go."
ah?
Duanmuping thought she heard wrongly, and looked at Jiang Ning in disbelief with her beautiful eyes wide open: "You...you let me go?"
Jiang Ning said coldly "Yeah".
"Although I have sworn hatred with your Qingming Sect, it has nothing to do with you after all, so you can leave from now on."
Hearing that Jiang Ning really wanted to let her go, Duanmu Ping was startled and raised her beautiful eyes to look at Jiang Ning, "What about you..."
"I want to enter the innermost part of the outer battlefield."
"But isn't it more dangerous in the inner domain? And there are strong men from the three major sects there." Duanmuping said.
"You don't need to worry about this." Jiang Ning said calmly.