The rain was heavy.
All the sword energy left in the clouds by Lu Marion and Jing Yangxia exploded together, and every drop of rain was stained with a faint sword energy. They fell with a crackling sound, covering the entire sword field. Above, the thick clouds were like a huge hole, slowly pressing down.
Jing Yangxia's clothes were soaked by the rain, and then his snow-white linen clothes were completely soaked in the rain. Under his gray eyebrows, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were squeezed together, making it difficult to conceal his old age.
Lu Marry also stood in the rain, but her clothes were not wet at all.
As the sound of rain pounded in her ears, Lu Marry's right hand holding the sword suddenly half-raised, pushing the sword with her thumb.
The moment the sword was unsheathed, the raindrops carrying the sword's intention suddenly stopped. The next moment, they actually hit the sky in the opposite direction as she pushed the sword out of the sheath.
This scene is like tens of thousands of soldiers drawing their bows and shooting arrows together. All the raindrops hit the sky together. The rising raindrops stretched into slender rain lines, collided with the falling raindrops, and made a sound of steel ball impact. Ming. The rain curtain rolled back, the sword energy soared into the sky, and the arrow-like rain lines merged into a white water curtain, like a backward waterfall, hitting the clouds with a roar.
The moment the loud noise occurred, Yun was shattered into pieces by the sword energy.
Beams of light fell down, illuminating Lu Marian's sword clothes. Her clothes and hair moved with the wind, the jade pendant around her waist jingled, and the scenery was warm in a blink of an eye.
This scene is bound to be spread widely after the rest of the disciples return to the sect.
Either the fairy falls to earth, or the son of god ascends to heaven.
Ning looked back for a long time. He looked at the woman bathed in the sun and did not look away for a long time.
No one here looked anywhere else.
The fragrance of the mountains has lost its color, and the setting sun of early autumn has lost its brightness. The clouds in the sky were scattered by the sword energy, the rain stopped falling, and the wisps of sword energy were like blown dandelion seeds.
A rainbow formed a horizontal frame over the sword field after the rain. Lu Jiaojian stood under the bridge-like rainbow, as if she was riding a small boat.
Many people have the idea that the Sword Immortal should not be born in the mortal world, and that there is no one in the world who can match him.
Ning Jiujiu had the urge to cross the crowd and hug her.
But in that case, the news of his return to the peak should soon spread to Zhao Xiang'er's ears.
But he still moved forward.
Lu Marry is still returning gifts to Jingyang Xia.
Her etiquette is also meticulous, and there is no fault in it.
"How much sword power did you use earlier?" Jing Yangxia raised his head, looked at the clouds that suddenly dispersed in the sky, and asked.
Lu Marry said calmly: "Ten points."
Jing Yangxia sighed, knowing that she was comforting herself, and recalled that when she first entered Ziting, she chased Jiuying with a sword, and sighed in her heart: "Hanchi is not as good as you, and the previous sect master is not as good as you. In the future, Your achievements may surpass those of your master."
"Young people are respectable." Jing Yangxia sighed and returned the salute.
Thousands of swords roared behind him, and all the disciples fenced and sang together. The sounds merged into a soul-stirring sword song, which made people's hearts tremble.
Lu Marry turned around.
She saw Ning Changjiu's figure on the cliff at a glance.
She originally wanted to smile at him without showing any trace, but her jade-pink lips froze as soon as she raised them, and her pupils turned into a look that said: What do you want to do
Ning Jiujiu actually walked towards him.
Lu Marian looked at his approaching figure, as if a fairy had been knocked out of the mortal world all of a sudden, and she was very nervous.
"Brother Zhang, where are you going?" He Guang looked at Ning Jiujiu's abnormal behavior and felt confused. He was about to hold him, but his hand failed.
Ning Changjiu's figure turned into a sword and arrived at the venue in an instant.
He hugged Lu Marry and pressed her body tightly against hers.
Lu Yuemou's body trembled, and she wanted to reach out and push him away, but she seemed to be stimulated by electric current and couldn't use her strength.
Ning Jiujiu imitated the tone of those storytellers and said with a smile: "My disciple, what a handsome sword."
"What are you doing here?" Lu Marian was very embarrassed.
Ning Jiujiu reached towards her earlobe, breathed a sigh of relief, and asked something. Then Lu Marian's heart was completely confused, and she hesitated and couldn't say a word.
The shouts in the field stopped, and everyone was shocked by this scene. The female swordsman in white, whose appearance could only be seen in the sky, was actually being held by an unknown young man. They... their chests were almost tight. They were posted together, why didn’t Fairy Lu resist? This is what kind of ecstasy soup was poured into me.
He Guang couldn't say a word. He remembered Ning Changjiu's previous words... He turned Luan Feng upside down last night... Could that person be... He Guangdao's heart trembled, and there seemed to be lightning in his eyes. He used the professional knowledge of the Hehuan Sect to look at Lu Marry. At that time, I actually vaguely captured the charm of a mature woman. Could it be... Could it be that fairies in the sky can also be picked...
This thought did not last long.
In the blink of an eye, the shocked look in his pupils turned into a brief daze.
The rest of the people present were like him.
Ning Jiujiu suddenly appeared next to him, reached out and patted his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Brother He, what are you thinking about?"
"I don't remember." He Guang scratched his head and said guiltily, "Maybe Fairy Lu was too perfect, and she was a little crazy for a while."
Ning Jiujiu smiled, and when he raised his head, he saw Lu Marry glaring at him intentionally or unintentionally.
She subconsciously wiped her face with the back of her hand. Before Ning Jiujiu used the power of time to reverse the situation, he had pecked the side of her face in full view of everyone.
Although after the authority of time, only the two of them will remember this matter.
But in front of so many people, Lu Marian still felt extremely ashamed, so she had no choice but to suppress her distracting thoughts with her sword, walked through the rainbow across the sword field, and headed towards the peak master's hall.
The succession ceremony of the new sect leader is particularly grand.
The huge waves created by the huge crowds of people almost submerged the top of Tianku Peak.
The crowd parted ways with the arrival of Lu Marion, and she walked into the clean peak master's hall. The peak masters of the other three peaks, Yu Jian, followed closely behind, worshiping the sword with her and praying for the blessings of their ancestors.
Ning Jiujiu withdrew his gaze, looked at He Guang, and joked: "Do you have a favorite woman in your sect?"
He Guangneng came with the sect, and he was definitely outstanding among the disciples, but he was helpless and said: "How dare you do this? If you finally find a girl you like, she will be randomly assigned to another family. That's not right." Heartbreaking?"
Ning Jiujiu thought deeply and said: "You random wives do... have advantages and disadvantages."
He Guang sighed and said: "Actually, it's not a daughter-in-law, but a Taoist companion who practices together. After returning to the human world, you can still marry a wife. Alas, I think the ancestor made this rule just to hope that we can practice Taoism with peace of mind before we grow up and not do anything casually. I miss the other senior sisters and sisters, after all, most of the time, the end is always sad."
Ning Jiujiu admired: "Your ancestor is really an extraordinary talent."
He Guang said angrily: "Stop talking sarcastically. We have known each other for two days at least, and we can be considered brothers and sisters. You can tell me who your little Taoist companion is in the peak, and I will give you some comments and guidance."
Ning Jiujiu hesitated: "It's hard to say. My little Taoist companion is very shy. Please teach more of your secret techniques, and I will exchange the secret scriptures and meanings with you."
He Guang hesitated for a moment and whispered: "The Nine Heavens Swordsmanship last time...is there a second half?"
Ning Changjiu smiled and nodded: "Of course there is."
So He Guang began to practice orthodox Taoism, while Ning Changjiu briefly entered the evil way...
In the Peak Lord's Hall, the ceremony to take over the clan leader has already begun.
The portraits and clothes of the ancestors were all torn in the hall, and all the lights were lit, illuminating the dark hall.
All the disciples could only observe from a distance outside the hall, and only the representatives of the sect could enter.
Ning Jiujiu could draw a small flying formation at any time and connect it to the one in the main hall, but today was Lu Marion's big day after all, so he had better not scare her.
He sat on the edge of the cliff, meditating on the secret method of Hehuan Sect taught by He Guang, and looked at Yunshu Yunjuan in the distance. For some reason, he always felt that behind the thousands of white clouds, there would be a big silver-white moon jumping in and out. Hold it as high as the sea.
In the main hall at this moment, Lu Yueyou was half-kneeling in front of the statue of her ancestors, holding a sword in both hands, and reciting the oath of the leader of Yujian Tianzong word by word.
The sound of clear words is like the sound of swords.
She finished reciting the oath and slowly straightened her body. There was no wind in the palace, but her dress was fluttering.
The masters of the remaining three peaks folded their swords in both hands and bowed, all the other Sword Sect disciples knelt down, and the other sects also saluted in response to the invitation.
"See the fourth generation leader of Yujian Tianzong."
Lu Marian looked at the crowd of people who were all prostrating, her expression was indifferent and calm.
But she was very nervous inside. From the corner of her eye, she looked in the direction of the small flying formation, fearing that another person would suddenly appear there. If he dared to come again, she would have to give him a blow.
Fortunately everything was calm.
From then on, Lu Jianyou became the fourth generation sect leader of Yujian Tianzong.
Tianku Peak has also become the first of the four peaks.
This grand ceremony in Nanzhou gradually came to an end.
After that, the Peak Master Hall became the Sect Master Hall, while Lu Yuanbai was still the master of Tianku Peak, and Lu Jianjie became the supreme sect master of the four peaks.
That night, the sect leader's door was knocked open again.
Lu Marry opened the door with a cold face.
Ning Jiujiu stood outside the door, bent down and bowed: "Disciple Ning Jiujiu pays homage to the sect master."
Lu Jiaojiao was slightly angry: "Master, you don't have to give this great gift to your disciple."
Ning Jiujiu followed Lu Marian into the quiet palace.
Lu Marry asked: "You were a little too presumptuous during the day, weren't you?"
Ning Jiujiu took the credit and said, "At least I didn't mess up your succession ceremony. How should you thank Master?"
Lu Marry said coldly: "How about I reward Master with a sword?"
Ning Jiujiu argued with each other: "Why don't I reward my disciple with a sword?"
The two looked at each other for a while, and Lu Married gave in first. She walked around the screen lightly and sat on the cold jade bed. The rising chill made her skin look like snow, like a beautiful woman. The skirt is facing a large lotus leaf.
Ning Jiujiu sat down next to her: "Will there be many trivial matters when becoming a sect leader?"
Lu Marian said: "That's not true. On the contrary, it is much purer than when I was the peak master. Anyway, the two years of cleaning up my thatched cottage have proved that there really isn't much difference between these four peaks now with or without me. "
Ning Jiujiu smiled and said: "I am a registered disciple, and you are a registered sect leader, which is a good match."
Lu Marion snorted coldly: "Where is the match?"
Ning Jiujiu raised his eyebrows and said, "We have a bet. It has only been three days. Don't forget to get married."
Lu Marry was silent for a moment and said, "What do you want?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "Let me check first. How did you complete the task assigned to you?"
The swimming fish slides under the lotus leaf.
Hanyu **, several Lingluo fruits rolled down from Ning Jiujiu's palm, Ning Jiujiu roughly counted them, not a few were missing.
Lu Marian's face couldn't see the emotion clearly, she just said lightly: "Are you satisfied?"
"Well, let me reward my disciple well." Ning Changjiu moved closer.
The precious Lingluo fruits rolled to the ground one by one, hitting the ground with a crisp sound. The cold jade blossoms and the lotus flowers have scattered.
Ning Jiujiu began to talk about the wonderful principles of yin and yang: yang and yin, male and female have beards, crowns and crowns, and light reflects and falls.
Lu Marion listened to Ning Jiujiu's sermon, and when she heard the sublime points, she couldn't help but moan. All the yin and yang meanings seemed to be reversed at this moment. The cold air was billowing around her, and in an instant it was like fire. Not only In this way, the scene in the mirror, the paintings on the wall, and the luan and phoenix among the ice and fire are all turned upside down.
What is acacia? What matches is not the body, but the water and milk that blends the spirit and soul. When the firewood door hears the dragon's roar, it knocks open. Rejoicing is an extraordinary form of laughter and fun, like the cold of midwinter or the sun of late summer, rising in the center, reaching up to the top of the head, and down to the heart of the feet. Until the flow of phases is repeated, the spiritual energy merges, and the acupoints buzz together, gushing out wantonly.
Ning Jiujiu spoke with all his heart, and Lu Marry listened with all his heart. And the Tao of the mouth is always transformed into the journey of the body and mind.
It's just that there is always depression in the hall.
"I heard that when the Taoist Master of the Middle Earth was preaching in the past, he was like the sun hanging in the heart of the sky, with eloquent words and a lotus-like tongue. He talked about the heights of the sky and the praises of the earth. It was fascinating." Ning Jiujiu suddenly spoke.
Lu Marian asked: "What's the explanation?"
Ning Jiujiu held her outside the palace.
Without the barrier of the main hall, the flowing yin and yang energy is clearer. By the hot spring cliff, the night clouds are rolling. Lu Jiaoqiu is obviously eight years older than him, but when she is picked up at this moment, she seems to be a little girl clinging to him. daughter.
They stood on the edge of the cliff.
Ning Jiujiu felt that many uncultivated places in his Taoist heart were now glowing with color.
All dharmas in the world are indeed connected to each other, just like the scenery on the great road, every one of them is beautiful.
He could clearly feel that his blood, bones, muscles, and acupuncture points were beating vigorously like a heart, and the blood flowing in them was like a raging river, making a roaring roar. Those Taoist teachings that were integrated by the big sister were completely integrated into the flesh and blood in a more subtle way.
This was something he had never felt before.
Lu Marry also feels this way, but she has not yet understood the true secret, and her understanding of it is inferior to Ning Jiujiu.
Ning Jiujiu suddenly felt that he was holding a piano in his arms. He could clearly see every string. Those strings seemed to be empty and empty, and they seemed real but not real. They were made of yin and yang, and the mystery of the sky and the earth itself was The meaning is also like the finishing touch, every string sound is moved without any barriers, and it flows thousands of miles in an instant. They seem to be the center of the world.
Ning Jiujiu felt this unprecedented understanding of yin and yang, trying to integrate them into his sword moves.
It was just Lu Marry's voice of appreciation that brought his thoughts back instantly.
Ning Jiujiu breathed gently, pressed the strings in his arms, and pulled all the strings to the extreme in an instant.
Then, Ning Chang held her in his arms and suddenly jumped off the high cliff of Tianku Peak.
Falling at high speed, the wind screamed in my ears.
At this moment, the part belonging to Yin was thrown high and reached an unprecedented peak. The sound of the strings is like cracking and hissing. Just like seeing a ghost throwing Buddha's light into the sky, he has lost all reason, and his spirit and body are like candles trembling in the strong wind.
This is the closest they've ever really been.
Nearing the bottom of the peak, Ning Jiujiu activated his spiritual power and the two of them landed gently.
Lu Marry slipped and fell to the ground, as limp as mud.
Ning Jiujiu stood supporting the tree. He stretched out his fingers and touched the center of his eyebrows as if he were dipping ink. He brought out the yin and yang energy and gently wiped a flower vine next to the tree.
He slashed out with his sword, but the soft vine was not harmed at all. Instead, the buds that closed at night bloomed like rain.
Lu Marian looked at the changes there and remembered Ning Changjiu's words before. After gradually calming down and taking a breath, she knelt down on the ground and asked puzzledly: "What kind of evil are you doing?"
Ning Jiujiu looked at the small and exquisite Yin-Yang Sword in his fingers, and said half-jokingly: "I think I can go to the Hehuan Sect and become the sect leader."
Lu Marry raised her head, looked at the peak that could not be reached at a glance, pursed her lips and remained silent.
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Ever since Lu Yuai became the sect leader, the four peaks have entered into the most rare excitement and peace.
After Lu Yuai returned to the peak, she did not act like a sect leader. Sometimes she would give lectures and teach some swordsmanship moves as usual.
She tutored her disciples during the day, and Ning Jiujiu guided her at night. In just half a month, the Taoism of the Hehuan Sect has been cultivated by Ning Changjiu to a new realm that would be groundbreaking in the eyes of outsiders. He refined all the spiritual energy again, making it more harmonious and harmonious. Through it, two illusory suns and moons were hung above the air sea. The golden lotus born from Shura Shenlu floated in the center of the air sea, nourished by yin and yang, and became even more shining.
All the accumulated hidden wounds in the city of Broken Boundary were completely healed at an incredible speed.
Of course, Lu Marry also played an important role in the changes here. She is the best "Yin" in He Dao, even countless times better than all the women combined since the He Huan Sect was founded. After receiving advice from Ning Jiujiu, she devoted herself wholeheartedly to it, comprehending the reverse flow and the principles of yin and yang. Similarly, she also saw an instrument in Ning Jiujiu, but it was different from her own guqin. Ning Jiujiu's "yang" "What appears concretely is a white jade flute.
This Tianku Peak is also a huge recorder.
When Ning Chang was sitting on a high cliff, he would often imitate the mountain peak with his body, as if he were sitting on a rock, blending into Tianku Peak.
Years pass by quietly without hearing its sound.
This was the most unforgettable period for both Ning Changjiu and Lu Yueyou. The sound of the piano and flute all night long made their minds almost as one. Sometimes, when Ning Jiujiu was meditating, Lu Marry would suddenly hug him from behind and rub him close, interrupting his mysterious understanding. Ning Jiujiu was so angry and helpless that he had to forge a sword as a family punishment.
There were always only two of them on the cliff in the back hall of the Peak Master Hall.
When Ning Chang looks at the moon, he often feels worried - Master can accurately let the senior sister find him, but will she also spy on me somewhere
But he didn't want to think about it.
Even though his master had asked his elder sister to show her kindness, he still couldn't let go of that unforgettable sword with the explanation of "part of the plan". That kind of grudge and distrust cannot be erased overnight.
As for the almost omniscient "evil" that the elder sister said, he didn't want to be distracted and look for it now.
He wants to be the last emperor for one more month.
Gradually, the wind on the cliff no longer carries the heat of late summer and early autumn, but turns into a rustling coolness.
Autumn has gradually deepened.
It won't be long before the first snow falls and the four peaks will be white again.
On the snow cliff beside the hot spring pool, Ning sat quietly for a long time. He felt the powerful spiritual power in his body and looked into the distance.
He has arrived at the fifth floor of Ziting.
After the lecture, Lu Marian returned to the hall and sat next to Ning Changjiu. Mottled shadows flowed on her canvas-like skirt, and the light filtered through the gaps on her shiny black hair, and her pretty snow-white face also It is not as cold as before, but has a faint ruddy color, as if it is gradually changing from a peerless fairy sword to a beautiful fairy.
This is a sign of returning to nature.
The senior sister said before that Lu Yuanwen's sword body was still lacking. Ning Jiujiu actually knew that the biggest difference between her and the fourth senior sister was killing.
The Fourth Senior Sister's sword is on the path of killing and attaining enlightenment. The demons that died under her weapon can be accumulated into a small mountain. Lu Marian can also go out to slay demons, and the sword body is destroyed through life and death experiences again and again. Make it through completely.
But now, by chance, Lu Marian has embarked on a completely opposite path of swordsmanship-cultivating people first, and then cultivating swords.
He couldn't decide which one was better, but he felt that Lu Marry should be like this.
"There are only ten days left, are you confident?" Lu Marian asked.
Ning Jiujiu smiled and said, "Are you doubting your husband?"
Lu Marian was a little used to this title, but she never responded directly. She said, "I'm afraid you have all kinds of tricks when bullying me. Meeting Zhao Xianger is like meeting your nemesis and being beaten down." On the ground, cry out and beg for mercy, but don’t blame me for laughing at you then.”
Ning Jiujiu joked: "Just wait until you have sex with her sister, and then ask her to serve tea and water."
Lu Marian smiled faintly, naturally she would not take it seriously. She looked at the ever-changing clouds in the sky and suddenly said: "When you finish your three-year appointment, no matter you win or lose, come back to the peak. We will live together openly. From now on, we will meditate together to realize Taoism, plant flowers and collect herbs, experience the wonderful principles of the world, and become a couple of immortals..."
Her words were calm and gentle, and she looked at Ning Changjiu as she spoke, her long, watery eyes slightly narrowed, with the reflection of Feihong flying in the sky.
Ning looked at her quietly for a long time, lost in thought for a long time. He whispered: "These three months have been the happiest three months of my life."
Lu Marian narrowed her eyes slightly. She was no longer as innocent as before, and asked: "So Linhe City was the happiest month in your life?"
Ning looked at the cunning look in her eyes for a long time and thought that this fool was getting harder and harder to fool.
He then lied and said, "Kiss your husband and he will tell you."
Lu Marry blinked at him, somewhat reluctantly, but still pecked him.
Touch and go.
Ning Jiujiu smiled and said: "How dare you cut corners? Are you trying to do it from home to home again?"
After another round of fighting, Lu Married arranging her messy and slender hair, looked at him seriously and said, "Are you really going to leave?"
Ning Changjiu's smile gradually faded, and he said: "If possible, I would like to stay here for the rest of my life. No matter how high the sky is outside and the sea is vast, I will never go out."
Lu Marian said softly: "But you still have to leave."
Ning remained silent for a long time.
Lu Marian asked: "Are you hiding something from me?"
Ning looked into her eyes for a long time. Her eyes were like the softest swords, but they could always pierce the pain in his heart.
Many things had been suppressed in his heart for a long time, and no one talked about them.
Those were huge secrets, and he had hesitated to tell the beautiful woman beside him.
At this moment, he suddenly smiled with relief.
What about the big secret? Lu Marry is so awesome.
Bearing it alone was a kind of secret protection, but it made her unable to erase the faint worry.
"Marry." Ning Jiujiu suddenly called her name.
"Huh?" Lu Jiaoqian looked serious.
Ning Jiujiu said: "Today, I will tell you another story."
Lu Marian lowered her head shyly. She looked at the mist-shrouded mountain peaks and said softly: "No... it's still daytime. It's not good to do it in broad daylight. You'd better tell me at night."
Ning Jiujiu stretched out his finger and tapped her smooth forehead. He laughed angrily and said, "What are you thinking about all day long, you idiot?"
Lu Marian rubbed her forehead. Her long and tight legs swayed slightly on the edge of the cliff. She was also ashamed of the thoughts that had previously appeared in her mind.
"Then what story do you want to tell?" Lu Marion asked.
Ning Changjiu raised his head and sighed: "I want to tell you... the boring life of a little Taoist priest."