In the early morning, the birds chirping on Tianku Peak are as loud as the sound of pianos, and the snow on the peak has just melted. A slender white waterfall has been hanging down on the cliff. The waterfall flows into the clouds and is dispersed in the vast mist. In the many gardens under the peak, New buds have sprouted from the iron-colored branches, and the newly sunny weather seems to outline a whole spring.
There are only seven days left in the early spring sword test at the Four Peaks, and a new round of assessment at the outer peak will also be held at the same time. Every year, two or three disciples will stand out from the assessment and climb to the top of the mountain to learn the true meaning of the Yujian Tianzong. swordsmanship.
During these days, before dawn, many disciples began to practice swordsmanship on the top of the mountain. When the sword was being received and received, the tip of the sword vibrated on the wrist, causing a clear sword cry that echoed on the top of the mountain.
Today's morning class started quietly.
Lu Marry was as gentle as jade, and a sleepless night did not put any fatigue on her face. The sword intention lingering around her body was like the fragrance of snowy cherry blossoms that could not be concealed.
Lerou crossed her arms and lay weakly on the table. The punishment from Lutang last night was not too unbearable for her. What was most difficult for her to accept was the humiliation of spirit and reputation.
Now almost the entire inner peak and dozens of disciples know that she secretly met with Ning Changjiu last night and was kicked out by him. She can't argue with her, but the rumors are endless.
She recalled that all the revenge against Ning Jiujiu over the past few days had ended in her own disastrous defeat. In her frustration, she couldn't help but have a trace of doubt - was Ning Jiujiu hiding his clumsiness
Otherwise, why would a living person disappear into the room out of thin air? What kind of realm would that be? If there really is such a realm, what kind of disciple would you come to our peak to pretend to be? Could it be...
Le Rou felt excited in her heart, and immediately raised her head and looked at the master standing in front of the desk, wearing a sword like snow and a dress like spring cherry blossoms.
"Could it be..." Lerou's voice was thin and weak.
Could it be that he covets the master's beauty? No, there is no doubt, it must be!
If this is really the case, then the reason why I have been unable to fight him several times is also clear. The only thing is how to remind the master of this matter and make the master take precautions. The master is so kind and simple, and he will definitely suffer at the hands of this insidious villain in the future!
Lerou thought she had come into contact with a big secret. She had many thoughts and secretly made calculations in her heart. She thought that it would be okay if she lost the previous battle, but this one was related to the master, and she must be in full view of the public. Let this guy show his true colors and expose him in one fell swoop!
Lerou started the day's morning class with this in mind.
What makes her feel strange is that Master didn't punish her for committing such a serious crime last night... Could it be that Master Yazhu didn't report the matter to Master and Master didn't know about it
And Le Rou would never know that Lu Marian, who had a cold temperament on the stage at this moment, was still secretly grateful to her. If she hadn't suddenly disrupted the situation last night, Lu Marian would have really lost to her apprentice and lost all face.
After reciting the Sword Sutra, Lu Marry continued to explain some sword principles to the disciples. The disciples listened carefully and nodded frequently. Only Ning looked at her quietly for a long time and shook his head unconsciously. Lu Marry I also caught his expression, but I just pretended not to see it.
After class, Lu Marry and all the disciples had almost left. Ning Jiujiu patted the unhappy junior sister and said, "What's wrong with Xiaoling?"
Ning Xiaoling looked gloomy. She rubbed the tip of her nose and said, "I won't come to see my senior brother at night from now on. You should just spend time with the master."
Ning Jiujiu rubbed her head and said with a smile: "What? After you returned to your room with your sword, did master punish you?"
Ning Xiaoling said nothing.
Ning Jiujiu comforted him softly: "Don't worry, junior sister, I will avenge you in the future."
Ning Xiaoling didn't believe him and said: "Huh, you are obviously looking towards Master in every aspect. I understand. Last time you said that I was almost literate, you also wanted to get rid of me and have a tryst with Master Marry, right?"
Ning Jiujiu thought to himself that this girl was actually a bit clever, so he said gently: "It's nothing."
Ning Xiaoling snorted coldly: "I'm not a child anymore. You can't fool Xiaoling with all your twists and turns."
Ning Jiujiu echoed: "Yes, Xiaoling has grown up and is no longer a little girl."
Ning Xiaoling said aggrievedly: "Senior brother perfunctory me... you still treat me as a child."
Ning Jiujiu wanted to say a few words of relief, but he saw that the little girl had stood up suddenly and said angrily: "You and Master should stay well, Xiaoling won't bother you anymore, but if I meet Sister Xiang'er in the future, I will tell you all these things." Tell her everything!"
In Ning Xiaoling's perception, Zhao Xiang'er was Ning Jiujiu's natural nemesis.
After she finished speaking, she didn't give her senior brother any chance to flatter her with false feelings. She turned around and left, looking a little angry and a little proud.
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The practice in the peak is the most peaceful. Spiritual energy gathers from all directions. There is no need to deliberately look for places of abundance. The surroundings are peaceful and peaceful.
Because of the aggregation of spiritual energy, only one sect can exist in a domain. Even the Zitian Dao Sect, which is the closest to Yujian Tianzong, is thousands of miles away from Yujian Tianzong.
Ning stood on the edge of the cliff for a long time, looking at the clouds gathering on the mountainside. The clouds were not as thick and thick as they could be seen. At this moment, through the thin clouds and mist, one could still see clearly defined spiritual fruit orchards at the bottom of the mountain.
Except for some top geniuses, all disciples have to practice in the outer peak for a while. During this period, they will inevitably be engaged in the cultivation of spiritual fruits and the production of special silk and hemp for sword clothes.
Looking upward, you can see the other three peaks facing each other.
The four peaks are not close to each other, and the distance between them is difficult to reach with a flying sword. The sect master's palace is behind the four peaks, and it is said that it is among the beautiful peaks of Lingshan covered by another peach curtain.
Further north of the Tianyu Sword Sect, there is a completely uninhabited barren mountain. It is said that the barren mountain hides the remnants of countless ferocious beasts and the ruins of the ancient city after the war. Madam Bai came from the abyss in the middle. Climbed out and became a real great demon.
Ning Jiujiu stared at the north for a long time. He always felt that there was something attracting him in that place. It was a call beyond consciousness. This feeling was especially obvious after the formation of the Golden Crow.
Life in the peak did not have many ups and downs. Ning Jiujiu went to Yin Peak to practice as usual. He had no communication with Yan Zhou. Yan Zhou did not ask about Yan Feng again, and Ning Jiujiu could not find the right time to ask. That weird sword move.
Entering the Hidden Peak, Ning Jiujiu finished eating the accumulated spiritual fruits. The air sea opened like a whirlpool, stirring the spiritual energy into it. With every extra bit of spiritual energy, the outside of the pill-shaped air sea would add a little more luster.
After Ning Jiujiu finished the first week of adjusting his breath, with a thought, the golden crow opened the door of Zi Mansion and condensed out of his chest.
Ning Jiujiu stretched out his hand, and Jinwu flapped its wings and pointed at it. Ningjiu Jiujiu stared at this bird with a flower-like crown and dark golden fur. After hesitating for a while, he tried the experiments again on Jinwu to confirm that it had There is no innate consciousness.
It stands to reason that the innate spirit is just the form of a spiritual beast formed by condensation of spiritual energy. It is just an empty shell to assist in cultivation and should not have any life characteristics.
And after Ning Jiujiu completed the three tests, he did not find any traces of consciousness in the Golden Crow, but the Golden Crow was jumping around in front of him as if he were alive. What was the reason for this
Back then, my master pulled out his innate spirit and chopped it off with a sword. Is this related to this
The crow is not like other birds. Even though it is covered with a golden coat, it looks a bit honest. It looks at Ning Jiujiu, as if it can understand Ning Jiujiu's doubts. It jumps onto Ning Jiujiu's shoulder affectionately, and gently She pecked his neck lightly, spread her feathers and rubbed them.
Ning Jiujiu stretched out his hand and smoothed its hair, thinking that although I know you are comforting me, the more you do this, the more scared I am...
After he finished practicing, it was getting late, so he went to give Nan Cheng some guidance on how to practice. Nan Cheng was getting better and better, and he had fewer and fewer questions. He asked Nan Cheng more about things in the peak, such as this Other people in seclusion in Hidden Peak.
Nan Cheng told him the names of several elders or uncles he knew, but Hidden Peak was so huge that no one knew the specific cave where they practiced.
"By the way, are you going to the sword trial in early spring in seven days?" Ning asked for a long time.
Nan Cheng didn't know why the senior asked this question. He thought for a while and replied: "The sword test meeting in early spring is just a small fight between disciples. The sword summit at the Fourth Summit in three months is the most important thing. Now I will do it the day after tomorrow." The sword body is still some time away from being completed, so of course it won’t be released.”
Ning Jiujiu nodded.
Nan Cheng asked: "I wonder why senior would ask this?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "When the time comes, Si Feng Jian will perform well and don't let Lu Jiayou down."
Nan Cheng's heart moved slightly. Looking at the immortal-like figure of his senior, he asked tentatively: "What's the relationship between senior and master...?"
"You will know later." Ning Changjiu's words were as calm as a passing cloud. He fluttered his white clothes and turned around to leave.
Nan Cheng looked at his back, but felt a little wary in his heart. Just now when he answered the Hidden Peak organization, he concealed an extremely important thing - Han Lao was also in the Hidden Peak.
He began to have some doubts. Was this senior of unknown origin and obviously unfamiliar with Tianku Peak also looking for the Cold Prison
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As night fell, Ning Jiujiu once again saw Yan Zhou practicing his sword in his sleep in the library.
This time he came back early and saw the whole process.
He watched as the old man lying on the desk suddenly stood up straight like a zombie. The yellow robe with messy talismans was not moving in the wind, and his snow-white beard and hair were pulled by the unknown aura, stirring like water plants.
Then, his hand reached down like lightning, a cold light flashed under the long case, and in the blink of an eye, a long sword appeared in his hand.
That sword seemed to be the sword most commonly used by the disciples in the peak. It was extremely ordinary, but every time it was swung, the sound of the sword energy breaking through the wind was crisp and short, and the vibration of the blade when it was retracted and retracted was just right.
Ning Jiujiu watched Yan Zhou's first sword swing. The angle of the sword was very different from what he expected. He imagined that if he stood in front of him, after he retracted the sword, there would be hot drops of blood. It kept bouncing on the blade.
Ning calmed down for a long time, collected his breath, and looked at it quietly for a while.
There are still some weird sword stakes that he has never heard of. Those sword stakes are full of loopholes, but its own weirdness is its protection. Even if Ning Jiujiu knows that he is sleeping soundly, his heart is still on the alert, always on guard against whether this sword will happen. Suddenly he showed some strange tricks and attacked himself.
Sometimes he also wonders if Yan Zhou is pretending to be asleep, trying to convey something to himself through these swords, but now Yan Zhou's realm is much higher than his own, and all masters can detect danger even in their sleep. He was defensive instinctively, and he didn't want to risk his life just to prove this.
He wrote down all the sword stakes, and when Yan Zhou lay back on the table to sleep, he left quietly.
After returning to the wing, he opened the window immediately. Not long after, a dark shadow flashed across the window, and the shadow fell to the ground silently. The sword on her sole was retracted into its sheath. She held the sword and lifted it back. He took off his hood, revealing his beautiful face, and his translucent earlobes filled with wine-like moonlight.
Ning Changjiu asked: "Why are you here so early today?"
Lu Marian did not answer, but just asked: "Where's Xiaoling? Is that girl still coming today?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "Junior sister was taught a lesson by you last night, and she is still angry with me today."
Lu Marion asked in confusion: "Why is she angry with you?"
Ning Jiujiu was very innocent: "I also want to know why, you are obviously the culprit."
Lu Marry smiled faintly.
"Master, please go to bed." Ning Jiujiu sighed helplessly.
Lu Marion glared at him, remained motionless, and said angrily: "Put it another way."
Ning Jiujiu did not coddle her at all. He spread out the folded bed quilt and sat on it first. After the two were in a stalemate for a while, Lu Marian walked over silently. She moved away from her body and faded away. He put on deerskin boots and white stockings and sat cross-legged on the bed.
"Thank you for your hard work." Lu Marry corrected her sitting posture.
Ning Jiujiu said: "I'm also very curious about how far you, an innate sword-spirit being, can go."
Lu Marry was looking forward to it as well. She asked, "Is there any precedent for such practice?"
Ning Jiujiu thought of the Fourth Senior Sister who was a weapon, and said: "I have seen similar ones before, but Master is still a little different from her."
Lu Marion knew that Ning Jiujiu hid many secrets and did not ask further questions. During the brief conversation, Ning Jiujiu's fingers had already pressed on her back. Her palms that were naturally placed on her knees froze, and her whole body became numb. He shrank inward, pursed his lips to resist the unspeakable burning sensation, and stopped talking.
The feeling wasn't hot, but a heat that made her dizzy.
When she closed her eyes, she could feel a golden light spot flying through her body like a dark river. The golden light spot was extremely pure and seemed to contain infinite energy, just like the sun. To the naked eye, it is just a luminous sphere, but it can bring endless light to the entire world.
She felt that the spot of light was like a mini sun, rising in her body, so all her emotions, perceptions, and thoughts in her heart seemed to become transparent and illuminated at a glance, as if she could no longer see anything. There is no secret at all.
She immediately stabilized her mind and got rid of this feeling. The state of meditation receded little by little, replaced by the heat. The endless hot wind blew into her body, and the sword embryo hidden deep in the Zifu also Trembling constantly in the scorching airflow, Lu Yuemou's body shrank like a vagina. If she opened her eyes at this moment, she could see a pair of eyes already filled with mist.
She couldn't tell whether she disliked or liked this feeling, but there was a faint instinct to cater to it, as if she wanted her entire body to melt into this scorching light.
"uh-huh… "
The golden wind blew through Zifu and touched the sword fetus. She couldn't help but hum softly, and immediately calmed down her mind, because she could clearly feel that the fit between her body and the sword fetus was getting closer, and her earlobes at this moment had already It's so red that it's almost bleeding, like a ripe cherry, which makes people unable to resist picking it.
Finally, Ning Jiujiu retracted his hand. He exhaled softly, and the air flow hit the back of Lu Jianhou's neck, causing her body to move slightly. Her chest rose and fell for a while before she stabilized.
"How do you feel?" Ning Jiujiu asked.
Lu Marian covered her ears with her hands and pulled up a few strands of black hair to cover them. She nodded and said, "The sword fetus seems to be integrating into my body..."
Ning Jiujiu said: "When the sword embryo melts completely, you may be able to become a true sword spirit."
Lu Marian felt the soft sword body in Zifu. Even if the Golden Crow burned, it would only become softer. She didn't know how long it would take until it truly melted. Could it be that during this period, she would have to come here every day to find peace...
She gritted her teeth, although she was extremely grateful to him, but due to their status, she was too shy to speak out, so she just said thank you softly and sincerely.
Lu Marian asked again: "By then... will I become a sword?"
Ning Jiujiu shook his head and said: "I don't know either, but if you really become a sword, will you hold it by yourself when the time comes to fight?"
Lu Marian thought about the somewhat funny scene. Although Ning Changjiu was joking, she still shook her head and said, "What do you mean by that?"
Ning Jiujiu also smiled.
Lu Marian's skin was hot at the moment, and she was exuding a slight heat. She breathed a sigh of relief, and sat quietly for a while to adjust her breathing before the cold feeling returned to her body. Between the cold and the hot, she felt like a hammer. After being tempered in the water, the sword became more pliable and hard as it was tempered over and over again.
"Then when I become a sword, will my body be like a sword?" Lu Marian's worry is not unreasonable. She can clearly feel that her skin is getting tighter and tighter.
Ning Jiujiu smiled and said: "If that's true, wouldn't Miss Lu become a swordsman?"
Lu Marion raised her eyebrows and had strong objections to this title. However, she thought about how hard the other party worked for her every day. Out of the gratitude in her heart, she did not take action. She just wrote it down silently, pursed her lips, and the look on her face disappeared little by little. She looked displeased and looked a bit girly.
Ning Jiujiu suddenly said: "You said during the day that swords are hidden in the dark and discovered in the light. In fact, this statement is not accurate and only applies to the narrower swordsmanship."
"Huh?" Lu Marian's heart moved slightly, and she turned sideways and looked at Ning Changjiu. Although the two were very close, there was no ambiguity in her eyes, but a simple desire for knowledge. She asked, "What do you have? opinion?"
Ning Jiujiu began to explain the theory of kendo based on the resonance between the human body and all things in the universe.
The atmosphere in the room also became quiet. Lu Marian listened calmly, her eyes getting brighter and brighter. At this moment, the two of them seemed to have torn away the false reputation of master and disciple. They were just Taoist friends who had known each other since the same generation, looking at the infinite universe together, with countless ups and downs. .
Ning Jiujiu also liked this kind of calmness. He looked at the woman in front of him who was eager for knowledge but could not let go of her master's attitude. He smiled faintly and finally ended with "The eight extremes of the gods and the universe", although it was a bit vague. It is a great road, but he believes that one day Lu Marian will be able to see the scenery on it and implement all these empty kendos into reality.
He has no interest in the sword test in early spring. He just wants to do this every day, take classes with Ning Xiaoling, then practice in seclusion, and chat with Lu Jiaoyou at night until one day he reaches the realm again, and then leaves Sect, go find that unknown thing somewhere in the world and explore all the secrets.
This was what he thought was peace, but this peace did not last long, and the sword trial in early spring began as scheduled.
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(There is another chapter tonight but it will be updated later. Everyone, go to bed early and wake up tomorrow morning. I don’t recommend waiting!!!)