Deep in the darkness, the syllables from the evil ghost's mouth were still echoing in the ears, causing pain to the eardrums.
It was a complex syllable, obscure and difficult to pronounce, like a hidden secret.
Ning had not heard that language for a long time, but after the other party spoke, he subconsciously knew that the syllable meant "Shura".
Shura is an ancient term.
An indifferent god reincarnates as a human being after reincarnation, possessing the body and divine personality of a god, but carrying the seven emotions and six desires of human beings, and the bonds of good and evil. With this muddy body, he cultivates to the pinnacle of Taoism, which is called Shura.
After Ning Jiujiu entered the ghost prison, he originally wanted to use the sword domain to protect himself and stick to it for an hour, but he felt the call from the depths of the ghost prison.
There seemed to be a voice calling him.
He broke through many obstacles and reached the depths.
The monsters on the second floor stared at him strangely and kept moving forward without saying a word.
This scene seemed like the ministers who were summoned to meet the king were walking along the road. All the civil and military officials on both sides were silent.
Ning thought about the appearance of the monster deep in the cage for a long time.
The evil ghost cannot be described in words. It seems to be just mud wrapped in chains. There are bubbles and tentacles in it that are constantly contracting and squirming, like a ghost hiding in the depths of the sea.
After it drank out the syllable, Ning Jiujiu understood it, then turned and left.
Then he returned to the first level and started killing.
Everything was so strange that he seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit. It was not until he killed the last monster that he gradually came back to his senses.
Ning Jiujiu recalled everything that had happened before. He didn't know what it meant, but he was just vaguely afraid.
He took a deep breath and suppressed all the surging emotions in his heart.
Behind him, Shao Xiaoli looked at the spotless figure, recalling the previous scene, and her heart palpitated. She looked at his figure returning home, just like looking at the ghost clothes passing by in the karma fire of hell.
Shao Xiaoli gritted his teeth and followed.
"Are you afraid of me?" Ning Jiujiu suddenly stopped and turned to look at her.
The girl standing on the stone path also paused, bent her eyes and smiled: "No way, I have always admired the boss the most!"
Ning Jiujiu smiled calmly and said, "Come in."
Shao Xiaoli said "Oh" and followed in quietly.
Ning sat on the chair for a long time and put the dark sword aside. Shao Xiaoli walked quickly behind him as usual, stretched out his little hand and knocked and rubbed his shoulder.
Ning closed his eyes for a long time, gradually dissipating the tiredness on his face.
Shao Xiaoli looked at his profile and suddenly felt the urge to reach out and pinch it.
Of course, she didn't dare.
But her heartstrings also relaxed a lot, thinking that the boss killed all evil spirits, so why should she be afraid if she was so cute? Besides, how could a boy with such a handsome face like the boss be a bad person...
Shura... Well, Shura must be a word that praises people.
She thought like this, and then thought of her rudeness during today's assessment. She became a little nervous, and the movements of her hands also became more earnest, using her strength to please him.
Ning Jiujiu was currently talking to the spirit of the Sword Scripture.
"What kind of state was I in the ghost prison before?" Ning Jiujiu asked.
The Spirit of the Sword Sutra also lost the playful expression of the past. It was wrapped in long hair, and his slightly childish face was exposed in the gray hair.
He stared at Ning for a long time in the sea of qi, and his voice seemed to be filled with cold air: "Someone wants to pollute you."
Ning Jiujiu hummed and said, "No one can pollute me."
The Spirit of the Sword Scripture was noncommittal and continued: "It did fail, but you were like crazy at the time."
Ning Jiujiu said: "I can't remember. I know I killed all the monsters on the first floor, but I can't remember anything. It's like a dream."
The spirit of the Sword Scripture said: "It may also be a curse."
Ning Jiujiu frowned and said, "Curse?"
The Spirit of the Sword Sutra nodded: "Yes, his syllables may be a spell."
Ning Jiujiu asked: "Have you seen its appearance clearly?"
The Spirit of the Sword Scripture said: "I saw it, but I couldn't see it clearly. That creature looked like an evil spirit from ancient times. Maybe it was the same type as the Chongsui written in the ancient book. I just didn't know such a powerful life. How was he captured by the Borderless City?"
"Two gentlemen, what are you talking about?" Lord Xueyu in the Decay Sword listened in a daze.
Ning Jiujiu killed these monsters with the black sword, wanting to test its edge. But Mr. Xueyu was always trapped in the Broken Sword, unable to see and not knowing what was going on.
Ning Jiujiu suddenly remembered something and asked, "Did that red-tailed old man say anything to you before he died?"
Lord Xueyu shook his head and sighed: "How can that old fox care about a little guy like me? Alas, it was the pinnacle of the five realms before, a real great demon that points directly to the legendary three realms. If he can be my master, this Nanzhou There is nowhere else I can’t go…”
As Mr. Xueyu was talking, he suddenly felt that something was not right about the atmosphere. He immediately changed his words and said, "Fortunately, Your Highness is more skilled and has the will of God to kill that old fox and eliminate harm for the people!"
The spirit of the Sword Sutra on the side listened and sneered: "Another monster above the five realms? Oh, what a realm above the five realms. It is difficult for ordinary purple court monks to encounter it in their lives. As expected of you, this The monsters along the way seem too embarrassed to attack you if they have never been to the Five Realms."
Ning ignored its cynicism for a long time and said, "I want to go to the ghost prison again."
"Are you crazy?" The spirit of Sword Scripture suppressed his smile and immediately scolded him. His life was still tied to him, how could he watch him take risks for no reason
Ning Jiujiu said: "Of course not now. When the Golden Crow wakes up, no one can pollute me."
The Spirit of the Sword Sutra frowned and said, "What is the origin of that golden-haired crow?"
Ning Jiujiu was also unclear, so he didn't answer. He just sighed and said the word Shura again.
"Shura..." The spirit of the Sword Scripture felt that he seemed to have heard it, as if he had the memory of these two words in his memory when he was first born.
"It doesn't sound like a good word!" Mr. Xueyu said with a completely opposite conclusion to Shao Xiaoli.
Ning Changjiu folded his hands and placed them on his lower abdomen, keeping his eyes closed.
He knew more about the word Shura.
There was a layer of fog in his memory, and he could not recall even his past appearance. Only by seeing it again could he piece together the bits and pieces of that small Taoist temple.
And Shura...
When they were in the Imperial City, Lu Marion introduced them to the knowledge of spiritual practice. At that time, she talked about the Five Ways.
The path of humanity, the path of heaven, the path of demons, the path of ghosts, and the path of hell.
At that time, Ning Jiujiu vaguely remembered that when he was not in sight, his senior brother had told him that there were six paths above the Purple Court.
He couldn't remember what the sixth path was.
Now the sixth piece of the puzzle is finally complete.
Shura Road.
This path was often called the Demon Path in the past, but it is different from the traditional murderous devil, but a divine path opened up in the gap between humans and gods.
Shura…
In today's world, is it possible that Shura is no longer allowed to enter the Tao
It was obviously the same twelve years ago, but what happened that caused the original road to heaven to be cut off
And the ghost in the depths of the ghost prison was bewitching me. Did he really just want to tell him the word Shura
What does this have to do with me
He thought of the mutilated corpses, severed arms and sticky, smelly blood all over the floor in the ghost prison, and his body became stiffer.
"Boss, what's wrong? Is it uncomfortable for me to squeeze it? My mother taught me this skill. If boss wants to blame, just blame my damn old lady..." Shao Xiaoli defended himself.
The girl's words made him regain his composure slightly.
When are people most likely to become demons
I have no relatives, everyone has betrayed my relatives, my Taoism has reached a bottleneck, and my life is about to end...
All kinds of life and death, sorrow, joy and anger that cannot be escaped in the human world are suppressed deep in the soul when cultivating immortality. At the end of the indifferent immortality, when the "immortal" is no longer so perfect in the Taoist heart, it is ignited by the seven emotions and six desires, and raging. born.
So the viciousness that is completely opposite to the immortal breaks through the shackles and turns into the power to become a demon.
Demon is indifferent in another sense.
They are arrogant, ignore human ethics and moral laws, and are alone. They just want a true freedom of body and spirit, and no restrictions in the universe. For this, they are willing to sacrifice everything.
This is another possibility of immortality.
But this is not the Tao that Ning Changjiu likes.
He was just suddenly a little afraid. If his junior sister, Lu Marian, Zhao Xianger, or all the people related to him in the past were no longer around, over time, would he lose his ties and gradually walk into the winding path leading to the netherworld? What about the road to the underworld
He didn't know.
"Your mind is confused." The spirit of the Sword Scripture said.
"You must be missing Your Highness again." Mr. Xueyu analyzed randomly.
Ning ignored them for a long time. He opened his eyes, looked at the girl behind him, and suddenly smiled.
Regarding the boss's abnormal behavior, Shao Xiaoli shrank his hands in fear. Such a terrible thing had just happened today, so his apparently gentle smile looked very scary.
"Old... what happened to the boss?" Shao Xiaoli was frightened.
Ning Jiujiu smiled and said: "Aren't you going to be the Red Lotus Jade Girl? Why are you still standing there in a daze?"
"Oh!" Shao Xiaoli suddenly woke up and immediately thought of her previous promise, but it was just nonsense... What relationship can Honglian and Yunu have? But how could she show cowardice in front of the boss? She immediately said: "I'm going to prepare food right now and reward the boss!"
Ning Jiujiu doesn't have high hopes.
Sure enough, when Shao Xiaoli finally served the three dishes, Ning Changjiu could only smile bitterly.
"Is this the Red Lotus Jade Girl?" On the plate in front of Ning Changjiu, tomatoes were cut open like lotus flowers, with a few pieces of clam meat sprinkled on top.
Shao Xiaoli also felt a little guilty and immediately said: "It doesn't matter if the boss is not satisfied, here are two more of your favorite dishes."
Ning Chang looked away to one side.
There are indeed two piles of vegetables next to it, one is stewed eggs with onions and vegetables wrapped around it, and the other is mangosteen rolled in pancakes.
"This is..." Ning looked at the first dish for a long time and asked, "Dinghai Shenzhen Wrapped with Green Dragon?"
Shao Xiaoli's eyes lit up, thinking that he was just cooking for the boss for three days, so the boss had such a tacit understanding with him.
She nodded politely, quite satisfied with her specialty dish.
"Then this is... Lao... Laoshan?" Ning looked at another dish for a long time and fell into deep thought.
Shao Xiaoli said confidently: "This is the Iceberg Flying Fox!"
"How do you say this?" Ning Jiujiu asked shamelessly.
"The cake of pancake, the mountain of mangosteen. The iceberg..."
"Isn't it the first word last time?"
"Cooking is like practicing swordsmanship. You have to learn to be flexible."
"Oh... what about the flying fox?"
Shao Xiaoli picked up the chopsticks coquettishly and lifted up some edges of the cake. His face was as red as if he had lifted up his skirt. He saw that the cake was... burnt... burnt.
"Oh..." Ning Jiujiu suddenly realized it and praised with a sneer: "You are really a genius."
Shao Xiaoli smiled shyly and said: "When the weather gets cold, food will be available in many places outside the city. Then the whole city will be full. I will prepare delicious food for you then!"
Ning Jiujiu did not refuse her kindness and hummed softly. .
He had a simple meal and asked casually: "Do you have any diseases that were brought from your mother's womb?"
"No, I seem to have had advantages all my life..." Shao Xiaoli said without thinking.
Ning Jiujiu continued to ask: "Then why do you think your clothes want to kill you?"
Shao Xiaoli crossed his arms, rubbed his shoulders, and said a little embarrassedly: "How did I know?"
Ning Jiujiu asked: "Have you been like this since you were a child?"
Shao Xiaoli said: "That's not true. After I came back from Snow Mountain Wilderness last time... don't worry, it's nothing serious."
Ning didn't ask further for a long time.
There was a rare calm in the city in the next few days. After the assessment, the Prime Minister did not come to look for them, and Ning Jiujiu also deliberately searched for the location of the Star Spirit Palace. He just walked all over the royal city, but he did not find a place covered by it. The main hall named Star Spirit Hall.
Shao Xiaoli has been learning swordsmanship from Ning Changjiu these days, hoping to improve his Beiming Divine Sword.
"Boss, what's the name of your magic sword?" One day, Shao Xiaoli pointed to the branch at his waist and asked seriously.
Shao Xiaoli will never forget his stunning appearance when he wielded a branch to break through the formation. Although the branch looked ordinary, it was regarded as a sacred weapon in her heart.
Ning looked at the branch filled with the power of time for a long time and felt that it should have a name.
The Spirit of Sword Scripture and Lord Xueyu also participated in the naming meeting.
In the end, the "Beiming" proposed by Shao Xiaoli overcame the "Yue Zhi" of the Sword Scripture Spirit and the "Magic Stick" of the Blood Feather Lord, and was chosen as its name by Ning Jiujiu.
Shao Xiaoli admired the boss's discernment and talents. If she knew that she had defeated two little demons unintentionally, she would be even more excited.
Ning Jiujiu was also familiar with her recipes. Basically, when Shao Xiaoli told her exaggerated dish names, Ning Jiujiu could imagine what the pot of vegetables looked like.
Before I knew it, it was another three days.
It was only one day before Xingyuan left the city to open up the wilderness.
On this day, Shao Xiaoli tossed and turned, too excited to sleep. She wrapped herself in a quilt and walked barefoot to Ning Changjiu's door and knocked on his door.
"Is something wrong?" Ning Changjiu looked at the little girl standing at the door and asked.
"Boss, you must protect me tomorrow." Shao Xiaoli warned.
Ning Jiujiu said: "If you don't sleep well, I will throw you on the ice field tomorrow."
Shao Xiaoli spent a few days with him, and she became bolder. She pursed her lips and said coquettishly: "Boss, I'm afraid of the cold..."
Ning Jiujiu thought to himself that he really couldn't be soft-hearted, this little girl dared to be so tough.
Shao Xiaoli looked at his helpless face and continued: "Boss, when it's time to leave the city, are you going to leave?"
Ning Jiujiu didn't hide anything from her and nodded.
Shao Xiaoli said: "Please take me with you."
Ning Jiujiu couldn't answer.
Shao Xiaoli was unhappy. She gathered up her big cotton quilt and wrapped her body in it. She looked a little bloated.
Shao Xiaoli asked: "Boss, did you have a wife in your previous life?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "No."
Shao Xiaoli looked at him shyly: "What a coincidence, I didn't either..."
Ning Jiujiu said coldly: "If you say more, you can go get the whip and washboard."
Shao Xiaoli was not afraid at all, but said happily: "The boss is finally going to attack me..."
"..." Ning was speechless for a long time.
After finally tricking Shao Xiaoli into sleeping, Ning Chang clicked her forehead and made her sleep peacefully. Then, he walked out at night as always. He first walked around the imperial city to observe if there was anything unusual, and then went to the library alone.
In the past two days, he had searched for records about ghost prisons in the library, but could not find any explanation.
Today he infiltrated again, hoping to find some clues that he had missed.
He was already familiar with the layout of the library.
Ning Jiujiu quickly found the records of the monsters in the ghost prison. All the known contents about various monsters were clearly listed one by one. Even the most common monsters had hundreds of pages of records and analysis.
Ning Changjiu turned over the book.
It's just that these files were cut off on the second floor of the ghost prison, and not a single volume was left about the contents of the third floor.
In the darkness, Ning Changjiu's sword eyes shimmered, and the slight sound of turning the book lingered between his fingers, and then at a certain moment, it suddenly disappeared like a spider thread that had been burned by flames.
Ning Jiujiu raised his eyebrows slightly.
There was a sudden tremor in his Taoist heart. That tremor made him turn around suddenly and stab him with his sword without mercy.
The sword encountered something and was blocked and stagnated.
boom!
The sword fire suddenly lit up, making Ning Chang's mirror-like sword eyes turn red, and also illuminated the dark figure that suddenly appeared behind him.
Ning Jiujiu's pupils suddenly shrank.
At the moment when danger approached, he thought about many possibilities, but he never thought that he would see it again.
It was an extremely dark figure, almost the same color as the thick night.
It was ugly, slimy, without features or limbs.
It is an evil spirit imprisoned in the deepest part of the ghost prison.
For some reason, it escaped the shackles of the ghost prison, came to the library, and appeared behind him.
Ning couldn't see his eyes for a long time, but he could feel his heart and throat being stared at with sharp eyes, as if the other person's eyes could turn into sharp swords and pierce him through as long as he squinted.
But that didn't happen.
A silent light shone in the calm darkness.
It was a golden fire.
The moment Li Gui appeared, the Golden Crow in his body was like a dog taking a nap, and suddenly heard the sound of banging the rice bowl.
Jinwu opened his eyes and let out a long-awaited cry, so all the darkness and filth in the world could not get close to him.
The golden flame didn't have any temperature, but it illuminated the library brightly.
The fierce ghost was not as powerful as he imagined. He seemed to have lost a lot of strength in the long years of being entangled in iron chains. At this moment, he was just an ugly wretch, quickly disintegrating and dissipating in the light of the Golden Crow.
After the mud-like filth outside dissipated, Ning Jiujiu saw his eyes.
They were a pair of human eyes. I don't know if it was out of fear. There were a lot of whites in his eyes, but the pupils only took up a small part.
Those eyes stared at Ning for a long time through the light of the Golden Crow, and kept repeating: "Shura, Shura, Shura..."
"Shura?" Ning Jiujiu wanted to ask him, but the other party kept repeating this syllable, making it impossible to communicate at all.
"Asura, Asura, Asura..."
His speaking speed was getting faster and faster, and the human figure wrapped in the mud was so withered, and Ning Jiujiu discovered that he was actually wearing an emperor's robe that was so corroded that it was difficult to distinguish his appearance.
boom!
Light exploded around the two of them.
Ning Jiujiu didn't realize what happened before him until he completely dissipated and melted into the darkness. He once thought that he might have a life-and-death battle with him in the future, but he didn't expect that this ghost would directly He died under the natural overwhelming victory of the Golden Crow.
The golden crow fell on his shoulders.
Ning Jiujiu knew that it was not advisable to stay here for a long time, so he quickly left the book pavilion. When he left, he spread out the net of his spiritual consciousness, but did not observe anything abnormal around him.
After he left, a figure faintly appeared in the library.
She wore a black hood, had silver hair, and a nostalgic smile on her lips.
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After returning home, he untied Minglan and threw it in his room. Then he ignored Mr. Xueyu's plea and came to Shao Xiaoli's house.
The Golden Crow has awakened, and Shao Xiaoli's physical problems can naturally be solved.
He made the Golden Crow separate part of its light and suppressed the spirit of the Sword Scripture. The spirit of the Sword Scripture angrily scolded Ning Changjiu for eating alone, and retreated to the depths of the Qi Sea in grief and anger.
Ning Jiujiu took off Shao Xiaoli's quilt and peeled her body out of the quilt.
Ning Jiujiu called out the Golden Crow.
As if the Golden Crow had encountered something more delicious than darkness, it blended directly into Shao Xiaoli's back, feasting on the cold air.
"Uh-huh..." In his sleep, Shao Xiaoli groaned softly, his soft upper and lower lips seeming to be apart.
When she didn't speak, she looked so fragile, like a piece of grass that breaks easily.
There seemed to be a lamp lit in the room. This lamp was placed in the center of them, illuminating the boy and girl in the darkness.
Half an hour later, Ning Jiujiu wrapped her in the quilt again.
Ning Jiujiu's lips were covered with a thin layer of frost, making him look like a zombie.
He touched his cold lips, then took back the Golden Crow and planned to leave.
"Boss..."
Behind him, a girl's voice suddenly sounded.
She actually woke up early.
The girl seemed to have had a terrible dream. She stretched out her hand and grabbed it forward, looking very helpless.
He wanted to leave directly but finally stopped and squeezed her hand, giving her cold body a touch of warmth.
"Boss..." Shao Xiaoli opened her eyes and looked at him. She didn't ask why Ning Jiujiu appeared in her room. She just repeated: "I just had a terrible dream."
Ning sat down for a long time and asked patiently, "What did you dream about?"
"I dreamed of a big fireball in the sky... The fireball was so red and big. It kept burning. If it fell one day, it would definitely burn the whole world..." Shao Xiaoli said worriedly He looked up, his eyes full of fear.
Ning Jiujiu said with relief: "That's not a fireball, that's the sun."
"Sun?" Shao Xiaoli felt like he had heard this term somewhere.
"Yes, the sun. In the outside world, it is the sun that illuminates the entire world. It rises in the east and sets in the west. It will never fall to the ground. It will be like this forever." Ning Jiujiu explained.
"The outside world..." Shao Xiaoli looked dazed.
"Well, I will take you out for a visit in the future." Ning Jiujiu suddenly made a promise.
"You can't get out, you can't get out..." Shao Xiaoli suddenly curled up tightly, and the quilt was wrapped tighter. She hid in it, hugging herself and trembling.
Ning Jiujiu didn't know what was wrong with her, so he touched her forehead and said, "Are you cold?"
Shao Xiaoli shook his head vigorously: "I'm not cold... I... I'm going to die. Boss, I'm going to die."
Ning Jiujiu has always been more patient with little girls and said, "I will treat you, and you won't die."
Shao Xiaoli suddenly closed his eyes. The moment he closed his eyes, tears squeezed out: "I can't live much longer... I... I sold my time..."
"What?"
"I remember, I sold my time to a person... He bought my time..." Shao Xiaoli said incoherently.
Ning Changjiu's face became more solemn.
The little girl wiped her tears with the quilt, and her words were messy but serious: "There are many people in this city who have sold their time to him... I just sold it for many, many years before I met you, boss. You are not allowed to leave me..."
Ning Jiujiu gently tapped her eyebrows with his fingers to stabilize her chaotic thoughts, and then said softly: "Who did you sell your time to?"
"The monsters in the snow valley... There is a canyon outside the city, and there are big monsters living in it... Boss, you must not go there, you will be deceived."
Snow Valley…
Ning Jiujiu thought of the records in the forbidden book.
"Ye Chu." Ning Jiujiu called out his name softly.
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Deep gorges, heavy snow, steep cliffs and craggy rocks.
A man slowly walked out of the cave entrance. He was handsome, handsome, and extremely beautiful. His pupils were engraved with ancient inscriptions. Each inscription was like a star, glowing with the brilliance of divinity.
He looked at the snow that raged all year round in this deep gorge, and picked out a flag as if opening for business.
There is a poem written on the flag that has been passed down for some time:
"One year old will be removed from the explosion."
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(Thanks to book friend book friend 58777336 for the reward!! Thank you to book friend for your support, okay!)