Tonight, Tianku Peak is like a huge furnace. Flames of light are emitting from the holes on the mountainside. The smoke is rising, as if it is refining the entire mountain.
That's the fire in the Hidden Peak.
The corpses were burned together, and the fire that lit up was not real fireworks, but the light that was ignited by the collapse of a huge amount of spiritual energy. It had no heat, but it illuminated the Tianku Peak clearly, but in this bright beauty, countless transformations The people whose bones have turned into ashes seem to indicate the future decline of Tianku Peak.
Jianfeng, which was already in decline, was almost foreseeable to decline after this storm.
In the end, Cold Prison was sealed again, but most of the prisoners inside were dead or injured. In the years to come, it would be difficult for Tianku Peak to compete with the other three peaks for spiritual energy. And at the bottom of the mysterious peak shrouded in black mist, no one is taking risks for the time being.
The disciples of Inner Peak were unable to go to Hidden Peak. They vaguely knew that something big had happened in the mountain, but they didn't know what happened.
Everything returned to calm after the noise.
The fireworks are extinguished, the night covers the peaks and rocks, and the spring breeze passing through the valley is like a ghost crying, with endless sounds.
Ning Xiaoling was sitting on the bed. She took the healing decoction, covered herself with a quilt, and stroked the folds of the quilt with her fingers. Her small and soft hands were a little thinner, and there were still white marks on her palms from holding a sword for a long time.
She turned her head slightly and looked out the window at the dim night. The moonlight in the sky was filled with clouds, as if there was a silvery country hidden in the clouds.
"Senior brother..." Ning Xiaoling murmured softly. She stared at the high moon intently, as if it was a mirror that could reflect the face of the person in her heart.
She remembered what her senior brother had said to her during the day.
Small money bag... new copper coins...
What does senior brother want to tell me
Ning Xiaoling's head was spinning and she was thinking hard. Suddenly, her purple palace moved slightly. The girl pressed her chest, and wisps of white light overflowed and condensed into the shape of a snow fox.
The snow fox looked a bit small now because it had been exploited by Ning Xiaoling for two months. Its short tail was swollen, and it looked like a fluffy ball.
She hugged the innate spirit snow fox into her arms, ran her fingers along its back, then gently pinched its tail, and asked curiously: "Is there anything you want to tell me, little fox?"
Of course Xuehu would not answer. Most of the time Xiantianling's reaction was an expression of her subconscious mind.
Ning Xiaoling thought seriously for a while, then grabbed the Xiantianling by the back of its neck and lifted it in front of her, looked into its eyes, and then remembered something.
The existence of the innate spirit can help the master practice practice at nearly double the speed. It is also a pair of eyes hidden in the dark that can secretly record many things.
Ning Xiaoling's hand touched Xuehu's head.
She closed her eyes, and her mind connected with Xuehu without any barriers. Soon, Ning Xiaoling saw some scenes that she had forgotten.
It was a dark space. There were many milky white bean-sized lights in the space. Those lights seemed to be suspended in the air like will-o'-the-wisps, and they seemed to be supported by long pillars. On the ground, there were many The things that cannot be seen clearly are like stones of different sizes, placed scatteredly, giving off a strange and sinister atmosphere.
Ning Xiaoling was frightened, not knowing why she saw such a picture, and the next image made her eyebrows tremble.
She saw a huge bone snake. The body of the skull snake was complete without any defects. It was like an entrenched ancient dragon, swallowing all the mist. The bone snake occupied too much of the field of vision. She vaguely felt that the white bone snake was behind There was another pair of eyes staring at her dimly. She couldn't see those eyes, but she shuddered at the thought of this possibility.
"Ugh-" When Ning Xiaoling saw this strange scene, she accidentally put a little more force on her hand, and Snow Fox called out, bringing her back to reality from her dream.
Only then did she realize that she was breaking out in a cold sweat.
Ning Xiaoling raised her arm to wipe her forehead. She lifted the quilt and quickly walked out of bed, groping for traces of her shoes on the ground with her feet.
She was still wearing a white singlet and trousers at the moment. She had not even put on the outer clothes, so she couldn't wait to close the door and leave. She suddenly remembered what happened before, and she murmured in her heart, thinking that Master would not be here again today. In the senior brother's room, what if the two of them were doing something strange and were caught by me
Ning Xiaoling didn't know what the strange thing was, but she just thought it was strange that they were together late at night.
Ning Xiaoling used the Taoist Hidden Breathing Technique and tiptoed to her senior brother's room. She carefully looked around for fear of provoking a little tail like Le Rou's last time.
Then Ning Xiaoling lay down in front of the door, leaning her ear against the door, listening carefully for any movement inside.
After confirming that there were no strange sounds inside, Ning Xiaoling knocked gently on the door.
Boom, boom, boom.
In the extremely quiet corridor, Ning Xiaoling's knock on the door made me a little startled.
But there was no response from the house.
She knew that as long as her senior brother was in the house, she would definitely hear the knock on the door, but... why was there no response
Where has senior brother gone
Ning Xiaoling knocked a few more times, feeling confused and had to retreat weakly into the room, sulking silently for a while.
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In the peak master's hall, Ning Jiujiu sat cross-legged on the white jade cold window, and Lu Jianjian also sat down behind him, instilling spiritual power into his empty shell-like body.
"Why are you in Hidden Peak? Who allowed you to go in?" Lu Marry's tone was slightly cold, and her red lips were covered with frost on Han Yu's bed.
Ning Jiujiu did not hide anything and told her about the Small Flying Formation book in the library along with the matter of Hidden Peak. Ning Jiujiu thought about it for a while and said: "Since I can enter Hidden Peak, of course I can also practice in it."
Lu Marion snorted coldly: "What nonsense? It's nonsense."
Ning Jiujiu asked: "Doesn't the peak master's palace also not allow disciples to come in?"
After saying this, Ning Jiujiu felt a little regretful. He was afraid that Lu Marianjian would kick him out in a fit of anger, so he immediately arched his back pretending to be weak and coughed twice.
Lu Marry didn't do much, she just said softly: "If something like this happens again in the future, you must tell me first, you know?"
Ningjiu nodded.
Lu Marion pressed her hands on his back, with a warm and cold touch on her palms. She continued to ask, "How did you get out?"
Ning Jiujiu replied: "There seems to be a secret passage at the bottom of the peak... I fell into the bottom of the peak, briefly looked around for a while, groped in the darkness for a while, then found a secret passage and walked out from the bottom of the peak. .”
"A secret passage?" Lu Jiaojiao was confused: "How could there be a secret passage at the bottom of the peak? Who created it?"
Ning Jiujiu shook his head gently. He felt that he might have remembered something wrong, but he could not confirm it.
Lu Marian continued to ask: "What happens after you come out?"
Ning Jiujiu took off the inner disciple's jade plaque from his waist and said with a smile, "Master, please take a look."
Lu Marry found out that he had changed his waist card a long time ago, but there was no happy look on her face. She just said lightly: "Why don't you go back to the peak first?"
Ning Jiujiu recalled that Lu Jianwen went down to the peak alone for him and almost put himself in danger during the civil strife in Hidden Peak. He was moved in his heart and said with a smile: "Master, I have to suffer."
Lu Marry said calmly: "It's good that I'm not dead."
Ning Changjiu coughed a few times, and the paleness on his face turned to blood.
Lu Marian thought of something again and asked, "I heard from Ya Zhu that your swordsmanship is very good?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "My swordsmanship has always been very good."
Lu Marian did not continue this topic. She retracted her palms. After adjusting her breath, her palms sank down and then she placed them on her knees. She said: "You should be fine. I don't care where your swordsmanship comes from." , but this sword is a technique that kills one thousand enemies and damages eight hundred, and it will cause great damage to your Qihai spiritual veins, so remember to be careful in the future."
Ning Jiujiu nodded, with some concerns in mind. He rested for a while and said, "Then let's continue."
"Huh? What to continue?" Lu Married asked.
Ning Jiujiu turned his head.
Lu Marian's long hair was untied and spread over her shoulders like a waterfall, with a few strands falling down her chest. There was also a look of exhaustion on her face, with her long autumn eyes looking into the cold mist, like a moon palace fairy sitting alone on a cold couch.
She and Ning looked at each other for a long time, then quickly looked away and said, "Let's forget it today."
Ning Jiujiu said: "Turn your back."
Lu Marian was a little unhappy with this tone and said, "I said, forget it today."
Ning Jiujiu said: "Master went down to the peak to look for me today. Although I was so moved, I still felt that there was nothing I could do in return."
Lu Marry said nothing.
Ning Changjiu put his hands on her shoulders and twisted her body little by little.
The room was usually dark, and although the two of them had some small skin-to-skin contact, they didn't take it seriously. At this moment, the white jade cold bed was shining with light, illuminating the two people's figures clearly. They were very close to each other. The rising cold fog did not provide any shielding effect at all.
"Thank you for your hard work." Lu Marian's voice was a little soft.
She straightened her back and pushed the hair that was scattered on her back to her body. The swan-like neck between the scattered hair was also slender and straight. Only then did Ning Jiujiu notice that she was wearing a thin silver necklace around her neck. .
Ning Jiujiu suddenly asked: "What would you do if I fell to the bottom of the peak and never came up again?"
Lu Marry said coldly: "Don't get me wrong, I am the peak master, you are my disciple, and it is my responsibility to save you."
Ning Chang smiled and asked, "What did I misunderstand?"
With that said, Ning Changjiu pointed at Lu Marian's vest, and the golden crow wrapped around his finger and turned into golden light. Part of it overflowed along her sword clothes, and part of it passed through her clothes and ignited her body.
Lu Marian snorted softly, and then said after calming down: "You already have an unmarried wife, and you must never say such frivolous words to other women in the future."
Ning Jiujiu said: "She and I are just a bet."
Lu Marian sneered and said, "I'm afraid you won't be able to deceive even Xiaoling with your words."
Ning Jiujiu said: "That yellow-haired girl Zhao Xiang'er is arrogant and arrogant. Apart from being born with a perfect skin, what else is good about her?"
Lu Marian smiled lightly and said, "Yellow-haired girl? I don't think you are much older than her."
Ning Jiujiu also laughed and said: "It is indeed not as great as Master."
"Shut up." Lu Jiaojian shouted softly.
"Master, don't misunderstand." Ning Jiujiu defended with a smile.
Lu Marry didn't want to deal with him anymore.
The temperature on Ning Jiujiu's hand was also much higher. The golden crow flew into the jade body, dissipating the cold air and illuminating the delicate white skin. A slight heat was rising from her body, her cheeks began to feel hot, and her ears started to feel hot. It was a crystal clear ruby, and at the same time, the cold air from the white jade kept driving away the temperature of her body.
Between the cold and the heat, Lu Marry had a strange and unclear feeling in her heart.
She didn't like this feeling. She could clearly feel that Ning Jiujiu had some "revenge" mentality. She didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. He deliberately provoked Zi Mansion and stimulated the sword fetus in it, and she was also on guard. Don't change your attitude and pretend that you are immune to it.
But after all, she is under the "control" of others. Although Lu Marian's character has never been very strong, she doesn't like to be manipulated by others.
Finally, after enduring for a long time, Ning Jiujiu withdrew his finger. Lu Marianqiu's body was slightly loose, and her red earlobes seemed to be on fire. If Ning Jiujiu had not been there, she would lie directly on Hanyu's chest, greedily craving for her. Coolness to dissipate body temperature.
Ning Changjiu moved his fingers, and the golden crow originally standing on his fingertips jumped onto his shoulders. He asked, "What will Master teach in class tomorrow?"
Lu Marry thought for a while and said: "The circulation of spiritual veins."
Ning Jiujiu nodded.
Lu Marian asked: "What do you have in mind?"
In the past, after they finished practicing, Lu Marion would take the opportunity to ask some questions about Ning Jiujiu's cultivation. Ning Jiujiu was very knowledgeable, and every time he answered the question, Lu Marion benefited a lot. Discussing with him, it was actually Ning Chang who was always answering her questions.
This time, Ning Jiujiu seemed to hold a grudge against their previous conversation and said, "I am your disciple, so I don't have the ability to answer anything. Master, if you sincerely want to know, you might as well worship me as your master."
"?" After Lu Marian heard his words, she hummed in confusion, turned her head, her reddish cheeks were frosty, and she said harshly: "I'm just discussing it with you."
Ning Jiujiu did not expose it, he responded, and began to talk to Lu Jiaoyou about the many characteristics of the spiritual pulse's circulation throughout the sky.
Lu Marian nodded slightly, with a serious look on her face, but for some reason, when she thought of what Ning Changjiu had just said, her mind became a little confused.
She thought that if she had known him a few years later, with his talent, it would be possible for him to be her master... It was hard for her to imagine that she would really consider the young man in front of her as her master. Of course, fortunately, she struck first, so that It's impossible for things to happen.
She sat upright, with a straight posture. Even as a listener, she still carried the majesty and coldness of the peak master, as if she was the one who was following the instructions.
The two of them sorted out some detailed questions based on the principle of discussion.
Lu Marian said with emotion: "Did you read these from books?"
Ning Jiujiu nodded and said, "Yes."
Lu Marion didn't believe it and said softly: "When will you tell me your true origin?"
The smile on Ning Changjiu's face gradually faded away. He didn't know what he thought of, and there was a trace of nostalgia on his face.
Seeing that he didn't want to say anything, Lu Marian did not force it, and said: "The Wushen Moon is coming soon. At that time, all the disciples will go down the mountain to hunt demons. You try not to go to those wilderness areas where no one has set foot. The duty of the immortal cultivators is to protect them." There is no need to risk killing demons who do not mess up the human world.”
Ning Jiujiu nodded and said: "Well, there should be something hidden in these four peaks, so you should be careful."
Lu Marian said: "I know, I will protect this peak."
Ning Jiujiu continued to nod and said nothing more.
Seeing that it was getting late, Lu Marian began to issue orders to expel guests: "If there is nothing else, I will send you back to rest first."
Late at night, Lu Jianjian put on that black robe. In order to prevent being discovered, she did not take the right path. Instead, she took Ning Jiujiu into her arms, flew away directly, and returned to Ning through the open window. In the long-term wing.
Lu Yuanyou no longer even needs a fairy sword to fly in the air, but this also makes her a little strange. If she is a sword, then what does Ning Changjiu, who is walking with her, count? The man who controls the sword
She didn't want to think about this problem too much, sent Ning Changjiu back to the room, and left silently.
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At night, Ning Jiujiu did not fall asleep directly. He drew out his sword and began to reproduce the strange sword moves.
He had previously memorized many sword moves while Yan Zhou was sleeping. He had memorized twelve moves in total. Each sword movement did not resemble a sword, but more like a strange dance during a sacrifice.
He began to try the sword moves again.
Ning Jiujiu found that even if he killed three people in a row with this sword technique, it was still difficult to master the sword technique when he danced the sword out of thin air, as if the real life and death were the sharp edges of the sword. Only then can the swordsmanship that breaks through all vital points be brought to its fullest.
Ning Changjiu is well-informed and knows that this sword technique is extremely complicated, and may even be related to the second half of the legendary Heavenly Sword Manual.
But his intuition told Ning Jiujiu that this should not be the second half of the Sword Classic. His subconscious seemed to know the whereabouts of the second half of the Sword Classic, but he just couldn't remember it.
The sword illuminated the moonlight, tearing apart the night over and over again. Ning Changjiu drew his sword faster and faster, and became proficient in the use and changes of these twelve sword moves in a short period of time.
Then, he discovered that these twelve sword moves seemed to be related to each other, and they seemed to be pointing to one sword.
These sword moves are all derived from one sword.
Ning Jiujiu couldn't help but think of the most basic Taoist scripture "Tianxin Scroll" in Bu Kuan. It was the Taoist scripture he studied as soon as he started. However, it was only after he reached the highest level of cultivation that he discovered that after that, whether it was the Taoist Hidden Breathing Technique or the Water in the Mirror, Taoist methods such as the moon are all deductions and changes of the Tianxin scroll.
Could it be that this kind of swordsmanship is the same as the Tianxin Scroll, which is the "one" of Taoism and nature, and all things in life
Ning Changjiu, who was studying swordsmanship and Taoism seriously at the moment, didn't know that Ning Xiaoling had come to see him tonight.
During the morning class the next day, Ning Jiujiu did not go, but went directly to the book pavilion to see Yan Zhou.
The old man Yan Zhou was still sleeping soundly, so Ning Jiujiu took out a book and read it at will.
"I already know about Hidden Peak." After an unknown amount of time, the old man spoke slowly. His breath of life was extremely weak, like a lonely spider's thread in the wind.
Ning Jiujiu put down the book in his hand, looked at Yan Zhou, and said bluntly: "I killed Yan Feng."
Yan Zhou was slightly surprised. He had not heard about this. He only knew that Yan Feng died at the hands of a man in white, and that the man in white also fell into the peak and valley. With his understanding of peak and valley, he knew that the man in white would not fall even if he did not fall. His body would be broken into pieces, and he would be polluted and corroded by those evil weapons at the bottom of the peak. Life would be worse than death.
But he didn't expect that person to be Ning Changjiu.
This thing is unbelievable, but if it falls on this young man with many secrets, it seems not unexplainable.
Yan Zhou sighed: "Yan Feng wants to kill you, so you have to kill him. Life or death is unpredictable at your own risk. I have nothing to say about such an ending. You must have guessed that Yan Feng was released secretly by me." , if you are still dissatisfied, you can draw your sword and kill me."
Ning Jiujiu smiled faintly and said: "Uncle Master, you are serious. This is not why I came to you today."
"Huh?" Yan Zhou was confused and said with a smile: "Then why did you come to me, an old man? Maybe you asked me something about Lu Marian? I watched that girl grow up, and I didn't expect it at the beginning. She can be so beautiful."
Ning Jiujiu felt a little strange in his heart. He suddenly wanted to follow Yan Zhou's words and ask more about Lu Marion's past, but he held it back and said without changing his expression: "It has nothing to do with the master."
"Oh? What's that?" Yan Zhou asked.
Ning Jiujiu said: "Aren't you curious about how I killed Yan Feng?"
Yan Zhou nodded and said: "Curious, considering your state, you should definitely die. I thought someone was secretly helping you, couldn't you?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "I only really killed Yan Feng with one sword."
Yan Zhou opened his eyes and looked at the handsome young man in white: "One sword? What kind of sword technique can cross two realms and kill people instantly?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "Zi Ting can be called an immortal. Mortals under Zi Ting can of course be killed by any means."
"Although what you said makes sense, I still want to know, what kind of sword is it?"
As soon as Yan Zhou finished speaking, the sword appeared three feet in front of him. Yan Zhou was not panicked, because with his level, Ning Chang had no chance of breaking through his body-protecting energy, but his The pupils were still shining brightly.
"Where did you learn swordsmanship?" Yan Zhou blurted out.
Ning Changjiu saw that his expression didn't seem to be fake, and he became even more confused and asked: "Have you ever seen such a sword technique?"
Yan Zhou shook his head at first, and then fell into deep thought: "I'm sure I've never seen it before, but it's vaguely familiar to me. Where did you... learn it from?"
Ning Changjiu hesitated for a while and said: "When I was a child, I once worshiped a wandering Taoist priest as my teacher. He taught me several weird sword skills."
Yan Zhou didn't know whether it was true or not, but he just sighed: "Your life is indeed very good. You must be an expert in this world."
Ning Jiujiu stared at him, as if trying to catch a trace of fluctuation on his face, but Yan Zhou's expression showed no flaw. After a while, Ning Jiujiu opened the book in his hand and asked casually: "Can you do it again?" Can you tell me the story about the Dragon Column and the situation at the bottom of the peak?"
Yan Zhou shook his head and said: "You have been there, you should know more than me."
Ning Jiujiu did not ask further questions, but simply said: "Do you really want to be imprisoned in a bookstore for the rest of your life? The sky is high and the sky is vast. A practitioner should not be constrained by such trivial matters."
Yan Zhou said: "Where are the trivial matters? This is my great road..."
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At night, in the peak master's hall, as soon as Lu Jianjiu saw Ning Jiujiu, he raised an eyebrow and asked: "Why don't you come to the morning class and Yuntai sword field today? You are already a disciple of the inner peak, so you should abide by the rules. What do you mean by this?"
Ning Jiujiu smiled and said, "Could it be that you want to hit me again?"
Lu Marry now needs his help in training every day. Of course, she cannot repay kindness with enmity, but the rules of the sect cannot be broken without permission. She thought about it and justified it by saying: "When you were at Hidden Peak, you made great achievements in protecting the peak. Now you can make some small mistakes." I won’t care too much about this if I have passed the test, but it’s just not right in the end. Please remember to come to class in the future and don’t make things difficult for me.”
"okay."
"By the way, I will also arrange a special seat for you. It is indeed outrageous to always move a chair next to Xiaoling."
"No need, it's nice to sit next to Junior Sister..."
"No, Xiaoling is only fourteen years old now. She should be polished and polished. She should not be too dependent on you."
"Then it's up to you."
"Well, let's get started..."
The two of them sat on the cold white jade bed one behind the other.
Today's body training ended quickly, because both Ning Jiujiu and Lu Jiaoyou found that the effect of the body training was getting weaker day by day.
"Perhaps it won't take a few days for my sword spirit to be fully realized." When Lu Marian said this, she looked like a little girl looking forward to the New Year.
Ning Jiujiu poured cold water on him: "I don't think so."
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"I think maybe the temperature is not enough." Ning Changjiu looked at the golden crow between his fingers and guessed.
Lu Marian said: "Then what do you think?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "Your clothes may be a little thick."