Chapter: 4920

Ning Qi secretly said in his heart. Jian Lao sighed, shook his head, and said: "The sword array he has spent more than 100,000 years researching is only so powerful. He was defeated by that disciple of the Seven Swords School on the spot, and he went crazy that day. Laughing, I left Xuanjianzong from the martial arts field, and finally disappeared. Over the years, I

I have inquired about him, and the ancestor Xuanjian once asked his friends to pay attention to his whereabouts, but no one knows where he went, and some people speculate that he must be dead."

"Then that senior didn't take this black sword away?"

Ning Qi said.

"When he left, he dropped this flying sword, and I saw a hint of hatred in his eyes."

Old Jian gave a wry smile.

Heijian seemed to feel something. Ning Qi felt a hint of sadness in it. It was abandoned by its master, and it might even be hated by the master. It doesn’t matter to ordinary fairy artifacts, but Heijian might have been spiritual at that time, so to feel sad.

"Old Jian, I don't know how to call this senior"

Ning Qi asked.

"He has the same surname as you, maybe that's why Xiao Hei chose you, you two are destined."

Jian Lao smiled and said with emotion: "Ning Qi, his name is Ning Qi."

Ninch

A look of horror flashed in Ning Qi's eyes, but Jian Lao seemed to be immersed in the memory, and he didn't notice it. Ning Qi quickly calmed down, his face was expressionless, and when Jian Lao looked at him again, he couldn't see the shock color. coincidence, or

"Surprised, I was also surprised when I knew your name. There are 330,000 disciples in Xuanjianzong, but there is no one whose surname is Ning. It used to be him, and now it is you, and it just so happened that they all got Xiao Hei's sympathy. tsk tsk"

Old Jian said with a smile.

"Old Jian, I don't know how long this senior Ning Qi has been missing."

Ning Qi cupped his hands.

"I can't remember how long, maybe three million years, maybe five million years. If he is still alive, with his aptitude, he must have become a golden fairy."

Old Jian laughed.

"Thank you Jian Lao for explaining my confusion today, I will leave first."

Ning Qi bowed his hands and said goodbye. When Ning Qi walked to the door of the sword house, there was a leisurely voice from behind him: "Treat him well."

"Um."

"This guy's temper, why is he so similar to him? Both are surnamed Ning, will it be?"

Jian Lao squinted his eyes, looked at the direction where Ning Qi was leaving, and was silent in thought.

"Maybe Ning Qi is just a coincidence or is he from a certain past life of mine?"

The black sword was held by Ning Qi, Ning Qi looked down at it and said, "Do you recognize me?"

Hei Jian didn't respond, and seemed a little confused.

"Whether it's a coincidence or what, I am me, I am Ning Qi, Ning Beixuan."

There was a hint of determination in Ning Qi's eyes.

"That's right here, Senior Brother Liu, Senior Brother Bai, you were really beaten up like this by that new sweeping disciple."