"What did you say?" Lu Marian turned her head away, her cold eyes becoming even colder.
Ning Changjiu touched her still warm back with his fingers and said seriously: "The swords and clothes in the Hidden Peak are all made of Lingma Lingsi from the foot of the mountain. They are made of excellent material and are difficult to cut with swords. They are also insulated from water and fire. It works, but when it comes to today's physical training, it is a burden, and almost half of the heat is blocked by the clothes."
Seeing that his words were serious and he seemed to be delving into knowledge, Lu Marry didn't want anything to happen, so she discussed this issue with him seriously: "Although Lingsi's clothes are obstructive, I can now use my body as a sword, and the sword spirit The fit with my body is almost perfect, so there shouldn’t be any need for more improvements.”
As she spoke, she stretched out her hand, pinched the cuff with her fingers and gently lifted it up. The white wrist was delicate and smooth, like real jade, but with the firmness and elasticity that only human skin can have, hidden under the skin. His meridians glowed with a very light cyan color, and his crescent-like fingernails glowed with pearlescent light, as well as a cold light like a sword's edge.
Amidst the subtle changes in her body, a graceful humanoid weapon was slowly forged.
Ning held her fingertips for a long time, looked at them carefully for a while, shook his head and said, "I think it's not enough, far from enough."
Lu Marian looked at his eyes with something strange in her heart. She always felt that she was an object, and he was analyzing its quality. She became calmer, gently pulled back her finger, and asked coldly: "What do you see? Why do you say that?”
Ning Jiujiu said: "A porcelain goes from clay to blue and white glaze, and a sword goes from pig iron to snowflake steel pattern. They are all earth-shaking changes when they are actually cast. But I don't feel this kind of change in you." Variety."
Lu Marian frowned and said, "I am a human being, not a tool. Even if the sword body is truly perfect, what will happen to it?"
Ning Jiujiu said nonsense: "You will know after Dacheng."
Lu Marian said: "You and I are masters, disciples and Taoist friends, but this matter is beyond the pale and I need to think about it carefully."
Ning Jiujiu nodded and said: "You decide for yourself, I respect you."
Lu Marry sighed softly: "Thank you."
Ning Jiujiu smiled and said, "I won't say thank you for your kindness."
"..." Lu Marian was silent for a while and said: "You have helped me countless times since the Imperial City of Zhao Kingdom. Although I am your master in name, I have never really helped you with anything. You... are What do you think?"
Ning looked at her face for a long time and said, "I am very happy to see you and Xiaoling getting better day by day. This is a feeling I have never experienced in my own practice. I like this feeling very much."
After all, he was the weakest disciple in the entire Taoist temple in his previous life, and it was always his senior brothers and sisters who watched him grow up. Although he longed to wait for a junior brother and junior sister, he ended up closing the door for more than twenty years.
Lu Marion felt a little weird when she heard this, and said coldly: "Who is the master?"
Ning Jiujiu saw her unkind expression and said wisely, "Greetings to the Master."
Lu Marion listened to his false honorific and snorted: "I'll take you back."
Lu Marian's cross-legged legs were spread out, and the skirt of her sword dress was lowered. Her long and tight legs were as tender as spring bamboo shoots. Her movements stirred up the cold mist, lingering in her snow-white sleeves, making it confusing. , she herself seemed not to have noticed this scenery, and was lost in thought for a moment. With her bare feet, she stepped on the water-like floor tiles, and the fire on the bronze lamppost in the main hall of the peak gave everything a quiet color.
Ning Jiujiu said in a low voice: "You are diligent in driving me away every time you finish something."
She just vaguely heard what Ning Changjiu said softly. Seeing that he didn't move, she looked back and asked, "What's wrong?"
Ning looked at her spotless back for a long time and remembered the only face he had with his master in his previous life.
He suddenly thought that if he could just be an ordinary disciple and help the cold-faced and kind-hearted Miss Lu manage the sect, his life would be peaceful and happy.
But he knew that he couldn't do it. This was just a place for him to gather his wings. Sooner or later, he would leave and go to that illusory and insignificant place to meet the supreme master and solve the confusion of his previous life.
There was a faint fear in his heart, but he also knew that it was a fate that he could not escape. Sometimes he was even afraid and did not dare to leave any emotions, because he had seen that sword in the depths of his memory and knew that he might be alone. This is the outcome that he must face.
In the past, he was obviously so extraordinary. He broke through the Purple Palace and entered the Five Realms at the age of sixteen, but under the background of his senior brothers and sisters, he always felt that he was an ordinary person. But in this life, he was really much more ordinary. He had the same emotions and desires as usual, and he had a new life.
He often thought, what is it that cannot be seen and cannot be seen? Is it the Taoist temple far away at the end of the world, or is it his past that has disappeared? He can't even remember his face in the past, as if everything has become a secret after leaving there, and he can only truly remember it when we see him again.
If the fateful hurricane comes back, will I be able to withstand it
He thought of that sword again and felt that even if he practiced Taoism for five hundred years, he would not be able to take it.
If possible, he would choose to escape.
Ning Jiujiu raised his head and looked at the loosely dressed snow figure in the peak master's hall. His heart felt calm for no reason. He also walked down from the ice jade couch and came to her side, saying: "Let's go."
Lu Marian didn't know what he was thinking of, but when she looked at his face at this moment, she felt that that moment seemed to have gone through infinite time. The white horse ran through the fire, and the heat waves rolling up her cheeks seemed like an illusion.
Without saying a word, she led him out of the hall.
Under the bright moonlight, it was another ordinary night.
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During the morning class, Lu Married gave him a chair in the back corner of the sword hall. Ning Jiujiu was still able to live up to his expectations and arrived at the sword hall before the bell rang at the four corners.
He sat calmly on the chair, spread out the book, but did not recite the Sword Sutra, but lowered his head and closed his eyes to rest.
"What bad things did you do last night? Are you so sleepy?"
After turning her seat, Lerou was much closer to him. She turned back, looked at Ning Changjiu, and asked.
Ning Jiujiu raised his eyelids and glanced at her, and said seriously: "I'm afraid I'll scare you to death if I tell you."
Lerou sneered and turned away.
She was still trying to decide whether Ning Changjiu was more valuable than his younger sister or whether he was hiding something behind his back. In short, she looked at him with an unkind look.
Xu Weiran and Yun Ze felt a lot of pressure. After all, Ning Xiaoling had brought too many surprises. Yesterday's sword test meeting was still talked about. Although Xu Weiran's loss was not embarrassing, his self-esteem was greatly affected. It was such a big blow that he didn't sleep all night, so he had no choice but to blame it all on unfair fate when the genius dawned.
After reciting the Sword Sutra, Marry Lu married the disciples and gave a lecture.
What she repeated was what Ning Jiujiu taught her last night.
Ning Jiujiu looked at her with a smile. Although her eyes never fell on Ning Jiujiu, she could keenly sense her smile. That smile made her slightly hot, but the temperature did not reflect on her. On the face, on the surface she was still the ice-cold Master.
After Lu Marion finished her lecture, Ning Jiujiu nodded in approval.
Lu Marry felt even more helpless and angrily thought that she would never ask him for advice in the future.
Ning Xiaoling, on the other hand, was angry and sad. Throughout the morning class, she habitually turned her head away many times. However, she found that her senior brother was no longer around, which made her feel empty. She thought that she still had a lot of secrets to talk to. Senior brother said.
Lu Marry also saw this scene, and with pity in her heart, she thought about whether to move Ning Changjiu back.
After morning classes, there is sword practice at Yuntai Sword Field.
Today's sky seems to have been blown by the wind all night, without leaving a trace of clouds, and it is as blue as a translucent gem.
Ning Jiujiu was doing two things at once, listening to Lu Marion's explanation of the Sword Scripture and dismantling the sword moves, while wandering around the sword field, repeatedly practicing Yan Zhou's weird sword moves with his spiritual consciousness.
He stood in the middle of the disciples and was extremely inconspicuous. Even the disciples beside him would forget him if they were not paying attention.
Therefore, the addition of a new disciple to the sword field did not have much impact on the rest of the people. Those who originally speculated on Ning Changjiu's realm lost interest after seeing his dull swordsmanship many times, and even thought about it. When he luckily passed the inner peak test, he looked thrilling and ecstatic.
Lu Marry did not criticize this half-hearted disciple, but focused more on Ning Xiaoling and praised her as a role model.
After the sword practice in the morning, there were no restrictions on the disciples in the afternoon. Some went to the bookstore to read the classics, while others continued to practice sword practice in the sword field.
Ning Xiaoling finally caught the opportunity, ran to her senior brother's side, and said with a mournful face: "Is Master targeting us?"
Ning Jiujiu rubbed her head and said, "She is in trouble too. It's better not to break the centuries-old rules for us."
Ning Xiaoling clenched her fists and said angrily: "Brother, why do you always speak for Master? You don't consider me at all."
Ning Jiujiu said: "Then I will take you for a walk?"
Ning Xiaoling immediately turned from worry to joy and said: "Last time, senior brother said he would take me to see Xueying!"
Snow cherry blossoms grow on the mountainside of Tianku Peak. They bloom in late winter and early spring. Now they have blossomed into brilliant colors all over the mountains and plains.
Ning Changjiu smiled and nodded.
So Ning Xiaoling went to enjoy the flowers happily with her senior brother. She always felt that she wanted to tell her senior brother something, but in the sweet fragrance of flowers all over the mountain, she couldn't think of anything else. She just wished that time could go slower.
Another day passes in the blink of an eye.
Ning Jiujiu returned to the room, walked to the ancient shelf, and took down the seemingly ordinary porcelain bottle.
He tilted his wrist slightly and tipped the porcelain bottle a little more.
The soul flowed out bit by bit like invisible water, and finally condensed into the appearance of the girl in plain clothes. However, because of the damage to the soul, her figure was smaller and she looked extremely childish.
A few days of warmth and nourishment made her soul, which was on the verge of collapse, much more stable.
After she floated out of the bottle, she immediately found a corner and curled up. She looked around nervously and said, "I don't like it here."
Tiankufeng's sword energy was awe-inspiring, and it had natural restraint against ghosts, which made her feel like a stick in her throat.
Ning Jiujiu pointed his finger, and the air rippled. An invisible barrier covered her body like a robe. The girl's body relaxed a little. She stared at Ning Jiujiu fearfully, like a little hedgehog ready to curl up at any time. .
"What's your name?" Ning asked for a long time.
The little girl thought for a while, shook her head and said, "I don't remember."
The medicinal power of Meng Po Decoction disintegrated many things.
Ning thought for a long time and said, "Then let's call her Han Xiaosu."
The little girl had a fair impression of the name, and she couldn't tell whether she was satisfied or disgusted. She just asked, "Why is your surname Han?"
Ning Jiujiu sighed and said, "I'll tell you later."
The little girl named Han Xiaosu said weakly.
After she got a name, she felt a lot more at ease for some reason. She looked up at the boy in white and asked, "Then what will I do in the future?"
Ning Jiujiu asked: "What do you know?"
Han Xiaosu said uncertainly: "I can't sing in the peak, right?"
Ning Jiujiu was a little surprised, thinking that this little girl was so professional and had forgotten so many things but not this one.
Ning Jiujiu said: "It's not necessary. This is the gate of the Righteous Path. Be careful of being caught by other disciples and taking credit for it."
When Han Xiaosu heard the words "Right Way Mountain Gate", she felt scared again. She vaguely remembered someone telling her that anyone who was related to the right path was an evil path that they had to detour from.
Ning Changjiu said: "From now on, you will practice in my house and hide if there is any disturbance. If you are discovered, show this to him."
As he said that, Ning Jiujiu handed over a hairpin. It was Lu Marion's hairpin. He specially asked for it for her. He saw things as he saw people.
Han Xiaosu moved over little by little and took the hairpin. Girls are born with a love for beauty and cannot resist gold and silver jewelry. Once she took it in her hand, the fear in her heart disappeared a lot. Just thinking that she was now a soul, It cannot be condensed into a human form at all, no matter how many jewelry there are, it has no meaning to me.
So she turned from pinching to holding, wishing she could stab herself to death with a hairpin.
Ning Jiujiu stood up and said: "You swallow the essence of the moon soul well, and I will come to see you later."
Han Xiaosu said nervously: "Where are you going?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "Go out for a walk and come back later."
Han Xiaosu looked at his face and said in a childish voice: "Are you going to see a woman?"
Ning Changjiang's breath was stagnant. He looked at Han Xiaosu's much younger face at the moment and felt that he was extremely embarrassed by such a little girl. The most important thing was that he didn't feel that he had revealed any flaws.
Ning Jiujiu asked in the spirit of not being ashamed to ask: "How do you know?"
Han Xiaosu smiled slyly and said gracefully, "Because you straightened your collar when you just stood up."
"Huh? Is there any..." Ning Jiujiu neither admitted nor denied, changed the subject, and said: "Don't be impatient to practice. First, swallow the moon spirit for a few days to stabilize your soul. I will take care of the cultivation in the future." I told you that after you finish your studies, I will take you back to Linhe City."
Han Xiaosu knew that now she was just a piece of Piaoping who could not remember anything. She was lucky to be able to drift with the tide. Of course, she had no choice, so she just nodded gently.
Ning Jiujiu pushed the door open and walked out.
Tiancao Peak was extremely peaceful in the night, and the sound of the wind passing through the thousands of caves was extremely distant, as if coming from another world.
He couldn't help but think of Hidden Peak.
Ever since that killing, he had a heartfelt resistance to Hidden Peak and had no intention of going there again. The long wind condensed by spiritual energy blew over his cheek. He was thinking about Lu Marrying, and a certain lightning-like light flashed through his mind. He ignored the flash of uneasiness.
In the main hall of the peak, Lu Jianjian sat in full clothes, like a pure white jade Guanyin, her legs were covered by her wide robe and sleeves hanging down like clouds, and the sword mark in her hand was like a lotus flower.
The door opened a crack imperceptibly, and Ning Changjiu came to the peak master's hall quietly.
Lu Marry opened her energetic eyes and looked at the person coming.
The two of them sat on Hanyu's bed in a familiar manner. They first talked a few words about today's events, and then they sat one behind the other. Ning Jiujiu began to train her body.
Whenever Lu Marian was refining her body, she was at her weakest and helpless. She didn't like the feeling that her body couldn't be completely controlled by her, and she had to always be wary of whether Ning Jiujiu would have bad intentions and tease her Zifu. , so she pursed her lips all the time and was highly focused.
And both of them could feel that today's practice did not have much results.
Lu Marion's body training seems to have really entered a bottleneck period, and it is difficult to make even the slightest breakthrough.
She was well aware of her physical condition, and felt that what Ning Jiujiu said was reasonable. This sword robe did block too much temperature, but she couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart, and there was no way she could kill her back. Show it to a man.
Even if this is just pure practice.
She also complained about her pedantry, thinking that when she fought with the old fox at Qifeng Lake and fell seriously injured and fell in his gate, she might have seen enough. But she was in a coma at that time, and so was Ning Jiujiu. It was a last resort, which was very different from the current situation, not to mention that they were still masters and apprentices.
So Lu Marry pretended not to notice her physical condition and chatted with Ning for a long time about some spiritual matters.
Late at night, Lu Marry said she would send him back, but Ning Jiujiu uncharacteristically said he could just go back today.
"It's not safe for you to go to Neifeng." Lu Jiaojian objected.
Ning Jiujiu thought to himself that if she saw a girl ghost in his house, wouldn't he be more unsafe
He declined Lu Marion's kindness and joked: "Don't worry, even if I am caught, I will not confess the master."
Lu Marry ignored him.
The next half month was spent in such tranquility.
The Wushen Month, which is known as the Ghost Festival among the people, is coming soon. This is the replacement of the Kong Lie Year and the Sin Lord Year. This is not like the New Year and does not follow any human lunar calendar.
In the past half month, Lu Marian's sword body has not improved any more. She also blamed herself and reflected on it, scolding herself for being pretentious and inconsiderate.
Ning Jiujiu risked his life every day and worked tirelessly to come to the peak master's palace. Refining his body would not only consume his spiritual power, but also delay his practice. He was doing this for his own good, but he was worried about some trivial details. Something hesitated. They had obviously taken care of each other in the imperial city. In a sense, the two people who had met each other frankly did not say it explicitly, but they all knew it tacitly. In this case, why did the hurdle in their hearts still rise? Why not go there
This is not only delaying yourself, but also delaying others.
Lu Marry calmed down and illuminated the dim candlelight in the main hall of the peak. She felt that her secretive self-confidence was becoming more and more ridiculous. She finally made up her mind and pressed her slender knuckles on the plump collar little by little. She sighed softly, and her slender eyelashes lowered, covering her eyes with dancing candlelight.
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At night, Ning Changjiu walked through the uninhabited Hidden Peak as always. His hidden breath technique became more and more proficient. When he passed the peak, he was like a ghost with silent footsteps, making no sound.
After spending half a month, he no longer had any expectations for Lu Marion's physical training. He just wanted to go to the Peak Lord's Hall to sit. He had followed the rules in his previous life, so now this kind of taboo that violates the sect rules can bring him Some joy that he didn't even want to admit.
But Ning Jiujiu didn't know that there would be two big things waiting for him tonight.
The first major event happened in the peak master's palace, and Ning Changjiu saw it not long after.
Lu Marry sat on the ice jade couch as always. She was as beautiful as snow, and her long eyelashes were covered quietly. It wasn't until Ning Jiujiu came that she opened her eyes. It seemed that there was nothing strange about her.
Before Ning could speak for a long time, Lu Marian said with a cold voice: "Let's get started."
Her tone today was bland and unusual.
Ning Jiujiu caught this unusual thing. When he sat on the bed and Lu Marian turned her back, Ning Jiujiu's breath was slightly choked.
Only then did he realize that it turned out that Lu Marry was wearing the sword robe from behind. At this moment, the skirt of the clothes was open behind her, revealing her beautiful and lonely back. On that back, there was a layer of fine gauze fabric that was barely visible, and there were countless Behind the fine white mesh, the exquisite butterfly bones, the soft and tense curves from the back to the slender waist, all become graceful and beautiful in the white gauze.
Ning Changjiu's breathing slowly calmed down. He raised his hand, but did not touch it for a long time. At this moment, he was a little cautious.
"What are you thinking about?" Lu Married said calmly.
Ning Jiujiu praised calmly: "Master is so beautiful."
Lu Marry's mind moved slightly, wondering where he could come from with so much nonsense, and she immediately said: "Stop talking nonsense, let's do it."
There was actually a certain determination in these words that looked back upon death.
Ning listened for a long time and smiled slightly. He stretched out his fingers and touched her back. The layer of white gauze seemed to be nothing. With a little force of his fingers, the tight skin sank in and gave him a gentle kiss. With the small rebound force, Lu Marian's butterfly bone tightened a little.
"uh-huh… "
As soon as the golden crow appeared on her fingertips, Lu Marian couldn't help but snorted.
After the temperature from her back was no longer blocked, it poured into her body at an unprecedented speed. She felt that her cold jade-like body burned instantly, and the jade bed that had not changed for thousands of years also emitted a large amount of white mist. , covering the two figures into a hazy mist.
Lu Marion immediately covered her mouth with her fingers to prevent herself from making any sound.
But soon, the temperature seemed to melt her directly. She felt that the sword embryo in Zifu kept humming. She didn't know whether it was excitement or fear. Her body also kept rising and falling, and fine fluid oozed from her forehead. She was dripping with sweat in the blink of an eye. She wanted to make Ning pause for a long time, but she didn't dare to leave her soft red lips with her fingers, for fear that she would let out a weird moan when she let go.
Ning Jiujiu also felt something strange about Lu Jianjian. Similarly, he could see a little bit of changes in her body from the beautiful back covered by the gauze. Her entire body seemed to be transforming into a real jade white. The color, the slender waist is tighter, and the body curves are more distinct, as if the famous sword that has been forged thousands of times is drawn out of the water little by little. In the ripples of the water, there is a beautiful sword body with no flaws.
At this moment, the two people who were immersed in pure cultivation did not know that Hanlao, which had been silent for a long time, had another big movement tonight.
A stone wall was broken, and the sound was blocked within a few inches before it could be heard.
Walking out of it was a man with messy hair that reached his ankles. The man was holding an ancient sword, his feet lifted off the ground, and he slowly floated toward the outside of Hidden Peak.
The long-awaited wind blowing from the cave blew the man's hair aside, and the body wrapped in the torn clothes looked like a woman, but the killing intent emanating from her body was so strong that it could cut through the rock wall.
She flew silently, covering her face with one hand, not daring to lift her long hair. The years in the cold prison made her face look miserable, and the ugly scars on it were even more eye-catching.
She hated Yujian Tianzong with all her heart.
She originally regretted that half a month ago, she could not break free from the shackles of the iron chain, or kill or be killed by her enemy, ending her life of hopelessness.
But fortunately, a miraculous opportunity fell to her today.
A black shadow flooded into her prison like water, breaking her shackles and giving her greater power than before.
And the black shadow has only one condition, which is to kill the current peak leader Lu Jiaoyou.
Both her people and her sword have been thirsty for decades. The blood of the Peak Master is of course the best thing to temper the sword. She crossed the cave, and the bright moon illuminated her body like a giant, and she felt a sudden surge in her heart. Fear arose, and then the fear turned into self-mockery. She laughed in the night sky, turned into a light cloud, and swept towards the direction of the peak master's palace.
No trace of her was found.
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(PS: Thanks to the book friend Cloud Sword Master for the reward!! Thank you to the book friend for your strong support and help in picking up typos! Thank you!)