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"master."

Song Ning bowed to Taiwu and saluted.

Tai Wu turned to look at him, and said: "Ning'er, how is your cultivation recently? Have you improved?"

Song Ning thought to herself that if you didn't give me any advice in the past two months, it would be a ghost if you can be diligent.

"Returning to Master, this disciple has practiced hard for the past two months, but he has only just begun to learn the two exercises given by Master."

Taiwu sighed: "The head is not here, the master handles Shushan affairs every day, and has no time to teach you how to practice..."

He sighed twice, and then said: "Fortunately, you have a very high cultivation base, and your martial arts are already at the 'superior level of ordinary people'. Among the disciples of Shushan, there are not many who are better than you...

"Ning'er, the master has something to ask you to do right now."

"Master, please tell me!" Song Ning looked at Taiwu.

Taiwu held the letter firmly with his fingers, and said: "Master just got the news that my Shushan disciple was assassinated in Ningzhou City, and all the bodies of the murdered were missing. Master would like to invite you to Ningzhou to get this Let's investigate the matter clearly!"

Song Ning was slightly startled, being assassinated?Body missing?

It sounds a bit mysterious and weird...

I only heard Tai Wu continue to say: "Recently, various forces are ready to move. I'm afraid there are other conspiracy hidden behind this matter. Now Shushan is competent for this matter and has time to do it. You are the only one left. I hope you don't mind." Disgrace the teacher's life, investigate the truth of this matter!"

As he spoke, he took out a talisman from his sleeve and handed it to Song Ning.

"This is my unique amulet of Shushan. It contains powerful power. If you encounter serious danger, it can save your life."

Song Ning took the talisman, and saw a piece of yellow talisman paper, with mysterious talisman drawn on it with cinnabar.

"The disciple thanked the master."

Putting the talisman into his bosom, Taiwu said again: "Shu Mountain is far away from Ningzhou City, later you go to Lingbao Pavilion to borrow Taiwei Flying Sword, and go down the mountain with the sword..."

"Yu Jian?" Song Ning was slightly taken aback.

"The Taiwei Flying Sword is the royal travel flying sword of Shushan. It is full of spirituality, and even ordinary people can control it, so you can use it with confidence."

Tai Wu glanced at him and nodded: "It's not too late, let's go now!"

"Disciple obey!"

Song Ning saluted Taiwu again, turned and left the Tianshu Hall.

Places like Lingbao Pavilion and Gongfa Pavilion are all built on the main peak of Shushan Mountain. Song Ning went straight to Lingbao Pavilion after leaving the main hall.

Along the way, many Shushan disciples were practicing. When they saw Song Ning, they greeted him one after another:

"Hello Junior Brother Song!"

"I've seen Senior Brother Song!"

"Junior Brother Song, if you have time, give me some advice on my swordsmanship..."

Song Ning nodded one by one and passed in front of everyone.

Two months ago, he was promoted as a disciple of Shushan as soon as he started, and he became the center of discussion among the disciples of Shushan for a while, which can be said to have stole the limelight.

Even Qingyang, the disciple who entered the house with a high reputation in the hearts of the disciples before, was compared.

However, Song Ning's mood did not change.

All he thinks about every day is practice.

Walking all the way to Lingbao Pavilion, the main peak, a quarter of an hour later, a magnificent pavilion appeared in front of you.

Antique pavilions, with three small seal characters "Lingbao Pavilion" written on the plaque.

Song Ning walked quickly to the pavilion, just as he entered the door, he suddenly heard a young man's voice calling: "Junior Brother Ning!"

Song Ning turned his head to look, and there was a well-dressed young disciple standing in the Lingbao Pavilion, who was the well-known "Qingyang" among Shushan disciples.

"I met Senior Brother Qingyang."

Song Ning bowed to Qingyang with fists cupped, and then said to the steward guarding Lingbao Pavilion: "I have an order from my master to come and pick up the Taiwei sword for use."

The steward took a look at Song Ning, then turned around and walked to a shelf behind him, where a huge sword was suspended, and he waved his hand, and the sword fell into his hand by itself.

The steward walked over with the giant sword in hand, and said, "Well, this is Taiwei, remember to keep it safe, remember it can only fly, not fight."

Song Ning was about to reach out to pick it up, when Qing Yang who was beside him suddenly said: "What a coincidence, Junior Brother Song, I came to Lingbao Pavilion today to borrow this Taiwei sword.

"I came first just now, so I took it away..."

As he said, he stepped forward to take the sword.

Song Ning looked at his expression, thought of the rumors he had heard among his disciples in the past two months, and knew that this was deliberately embarrassing himself.

"Senior Brother Qingyang, I must take the Taiwei Sword today..."

Qingyang smiled faintly: "Junior Brother Song, I also have important things to do with the Qingyang Sword... How about it, I heard that you are an ordinary person, let's have a competition, if you beat me, I will give this to you." you."

Song Ning took a deep breath, and suppressed the restless anger in his heart. Sure enough, this kind of drama will appear when the limelight is too much.

"There is no need to compare, Senior Brother Qingyang's martial arts is recognized as the number one among Shushan disciples."

After finishing speaking, Song Ning held up the hilt of Taiwei Sword, turned around and was about to leave.

Qingyang's complexion changed, he only felt that he had been greatly humiliated.

And at some point, many disciples appeared outside Lingbao Pavilion.

Hearing the sword's edge suddenly, the sword glow suddenly appeared, but it was Qingyang who stabbed Song Ning's back with his sword!

"Junior Brother Song, you can take Taiwei away only if you win!"

Song Ning's martial arts has reached the peak, and he can feel Qingyang's sword as soon as it moves.

To be honest, this Qingyang is not his opponent at all.

Although his cultivation base is higher than his own.

"Senior brother Qingyang, offended!"

Song Ning suddenly grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist, and swiped the sword, a burst of sword energy surged several feet, and with a clang, it immediately cut Qingyang's sword into several pieces!

At this moment, more than a dozen Shushan disciples outside were watching, and they were shocked.