Nearly two hours have passed since the old fox entered the imperial city and the end of the palace battle.
In the evening, Lu Marian stopped adjusting her breath. When she got off the bed, the rain gradually subsided, and the wooden windows revealed a faint twilight.
The battle above the imperial palace lasted for a long time. Ordinary people in the imperial city could detect the strange color of heaven and earth, and her feelings were naturally deeper.
Ning Xiaoling brought her a basin of hot water and looked at her face where the color was gradually returning, and said in surprise: "Sister Lu recovered so quickly from such a serious injury. What are the bones of the immortal body made of?"
Lu Jiejiu said: "For a cultivator, one's body is one's own sword. It is naturally tough and unusually tough."
Ning Xiaoling nodded in understanding.
Lu Marian asked: "Where is your senior brother?"
Ning Xiaoling said: "Senior brother went to the Prince's Mansion to get medicine. I don't know if Sister Tang Yu is back."
Lu Marry nodded lightly and did not ask who Tang Yu was.
At this moment, night was approaching, and there was some fire burning in the house. Her cheeks looked very white, but not as pale as before, but as pale as rouge covering snow, with a softness that could be broken by a blow.
She bent her long hair again, put on the jade crown, tied up the silver hairpin, and smoothly rolled a lock of blue silk behind her ear. In the faint light, the small and crystal-clear earlobes were like clear amber.
She looked at the girl who looked at her admiringly and said, "Xiao Ling, can you get me a pen and paper?"
Ning Xiaoling nodded matter-of-factly, got a copy for her, and asked, "Sister, do you want to write a letter?"
Lu Marry shook her head weakly, moistened the tip of her pen with ink, and quickly started writing on the paper.
Ning Xiaoling looked at the continuous but dignified handwriting and asked, "What is sister writing?"
Lu Marian asked: "Have you ever been literate?"
Ning Xiaoling scratched her head in embarrassment: "My family background was not good when I was a child, and I was a girl, so I had no chance to go to school. I do know some of Master's ghost talismans, but many of them are ancient characters with meanings. Not big."
Lu Marry kept writing, but something seemed to come to her mind. She subconsciously touched the delicate mole at the corner of her eye with her other hand.
She said: "This is not a big deal. Yujian Tianzong has a special book school, and the teachers there are very knowledgeable. I will send you there when the time comes."
Ning Xiaoling asked curiously: "Sister Lu seems to be very sure that she can escape?"
Lu Marian said: "I'm not sure, but at least 50%... Okay, I'm done writing, you put it away."
The woman gently dried the ink, rolled it up and handed it to the confused girl.
"This is the sword breath breathing method of Yujian Tianzong. It is the most basic and profound. No matter how you practice, you can't avoid it. Once you know how to read, you can practice." Lu Marry seemed to have seen her Becoming his future disciple, "It's just that this thing is very precious and must not be spread outside. If it is discovered, it will only cost a few innocent lives."
Ning Xiaoling took the roll of rice paper filled with notes in a daze and asked, "What about my senior brother? Should I show it to him first?"
Lu Marian was silent for a while and said: "Actually, your senior brother's qualifications are very poor. This breathing method requires very high standards. If your senior brother practices it rashly, it will only harm your body without any benefit."
Ning Xiaoling said angrily: "Then I have to hide it from my senior brother... It's boring, and I won't learn it anymore."
Lu Married said: "I am writing to you secretly now because I am afraid that he will be overly concerned and avoid creating a gap in the hearts of you brothers and sisters."
Ning Xiaoling folded her head and nodded listlessly.
Lu Marry sighed and said: "It's fate, now that you've landed here, you don't have to feel guilty. This is the destiny of the great road. When you reach the realm of longevity in the future, you will naturally understand more."
"Longevity realm?" Ning Xiaoling was slightly shocked: "Can I be as powerful as Sister Lu in the future?"
Lu Marian nodded and said, "If you practice diligently, it may not take ten years."
Ning Xiaoling asked: "What should I do, senior brother?"
Lu Married said: "Cultivation is inherently cruel. He can be your senior brother forever, but he cannot be your forever companion. Your footsteps will get farther and farther. This is something you will definitely experience."
Ning Xiaoling held her chin and looked at the roll of rice paper full of sword meaning, her expression struggling.
She suddenly remembered something and asked, "What is Sister Lu's innate spirit?"
Lu Marian was startled, frowned and said: "I don't have an innate spirit... There is no innate spirit in the world, and there are no more than ten owners in our sect. My master also regretted it back then. If I had an innate spirit, it would be worthy of mine." With his natural talent, he must have reached the first stage of the Purple Court."
Lu Yueyou didn't tell her that her sword spirit was rarer and more powerful than the innate spirit.
Ning Xiaoling nodded, seeming a little disappointed.
Lu Marian felt a little confused, so she asked: "Why do you ask this?"
Ning Xiaoling said: "I heard Master say it before. I didn't know what it was, so I asked Sister Lu."
The woman nodded without thinking much or asking any questions.
Before Ning Jiujiu came back, she stretched out her fingers and flicked the paper with the sword breath breath into Ning Xiaoling's sleeve. Ning Xiaoling was slightly shocked, but she kept it silently without making a sound.
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After Ning Jiujiu came back, he held his umbrella aside and said with a solemn expression: "The old demon fox and Zhao Xiang'er outside the palace must have had a big fight. I don't know the outcome."
Lu Marry thought for a moment and guessed: "The old fox probably hasn't broken into the palace yet, otherwise there wouldn't be such a movement."
Ning Jiujiu said: "I'm a little strange, who released this monster?"
Lu Marion frowned and said, "Could it be those killers from the country of Jin?"
Ning Jiujiu guessed some secrets of the imperial city and said: "If this is really the case, then they are digging their own grave."
Lu Marian was puzzled and said: "There are not many people who have the ability to do this. How could it be Zhao Xianger who did it?"
Ning Jiujiu asked: "Why not?"
Lu Marian smiled bitterly and said: "She created a disaster for herself to destroy the country, and then trapped herself into a place where she would die, but she still resisted with all her strength. How does this make sense?"
"It really doesn't make sense." Ning thought for a long time, and the figure of Zhao Xianger holding an umbrella that day appeared in his mind, and asked: "I wonder if Miss Lu has ever seen her?"
Lu Marian said: "I heard about it occasionally when I was practicing. I came here in a hurry today and haven't had a chance to meet him yet. What's wrong?"
Ning Jiujiu smiled: "I met her once by chance, and I think she looks like..."
"like what?"
"Like a sober crazy girl." Ning Jiujiu said.
Ning Xiaoling echoed: "That sister is also very beautiful, but somehow, even though she is smiling, she always feels like she is thousands of miles away."
Although Lu Yuanhui had never met her, she felt solemn in her heart when she thought that the little girl could guard the palace alone for nearly two hours, and she would not have any thoughts of contempt.
"There is no point in discussing who did it at this moment." She laughed at herself and said slowly: "I thought it was just a long-lived monster bird causing trouble at most, but I never thought that when I got here, I felt like I was facing an abyss."
Ning Xiaoling also frowned nervously while listening to their conversation.
Ning Jiujiu asked: "Do you regret it?"
Lu Marry looked determined: "What regrets do you have?"
Ning looked at her for a long time and said, "Miss Lu, you seem to be in poor health."
Lu Marian's heart was slightly shaken, and she said calmly: "Oh? What's wrong?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "Your aura is a little heavier, and the sword intent emanating from your body is also a little scattered. It should be that the two acupoints connected to the cloud and Baifu on your back have been shattered. If you can't channel it as soon as possible, it will be very difficult for your future practice." It’s a huge hidden danger.”
Lu Marion was surprised and said, "Have you ever studied medicine?"
Ning Jiujiu shook his head and said: "No, I can just see the crux of the problem, but I can't help you."
Lu Marry was still confused. She didn't believe that ordinary people could see problems with her body, so she asked, "Do you have naturally good eyesight?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "I'm not good at this. I just read some books in this field. Just now, Miss Lu meditated and adjusted her breath. I read it for a long time before I dared to draw this preliminary conclusion."
"You are already extraordinary." Lu Marian praised and asked curiously: "Then what are you good at?"
Ning thought for a long time and said, "I'm good at fishing."
"Fishing?" Lu Marian looked confused.
Ning Jiujiu didn't explain much. He was silent for a while, and then suddenly said: "Miss Lu, you have already half-stepped the purple court, and now you have fallen back to the realm of long life. You may not be able to reach it in this life. How do you feel?"
Lu Marian's expression really changed this time, and her voice was slightly cold: "You still said you have bad eyesight?"
Ning Xiaoling heard her cold tone and quickly tried to persuade her: "Brother, what nonsense are you talking about? It's so annoying."
Ning Jiujiu just looked at her quietly, as if still waiting for an answer.
Lu Marry looked arrogant and said: "The longevity realm cannot keep me, and neither will Ziting in the future. I will worry about life and death at this moment, but I will not worry about the long-term future."
Ning Jiujiu nodded and continued to ask: "If Miss Lu accidentally falls from the realm of longevity back to the realm of metaphysics, or directly becomes a disabled person who cannot practice cultivation, how will you feel at that time?"
Lu Marry was startled. When she heard him say that Changsheng fell back to the Xuan Dynasty, she felt a little pain in her heart. It was a pain that only practitioners could feel.
After a while, she finally spoke: "If I could, I would do it all over again. It's just that life doesn't last a hundred years, and the only thing I worry about is time."
As she spoke, she examined the young man in front of her with her sword eyes, but found nothing strange at all. Could it be that it was just the young man's talent
Pain and sadness flashed through the depths of Ning Changjiu's eyes. He was silent for a while, and then he smiled and praised, "Miss Lu is really admirable for her clear sword mind."
Lu Marianjian had always been aloof and unconcerned with the world. Now she was praised by an ordinary boy who was more than ten years younger than herself. She felt a little strange in her heart and said, "I can't understand you. I can see that you have an air of pride in your heart." , although I don’t know where this comes from, but it is definitely not common.”
Ning Jiujiu said: "There are many weird people and weird things in this world. If I can escape this time, Miss Lu might as well go down the mountain and take a look."
Lu Marian nodded and said: "Although Master told me before that practitioners should not join the world, but after this time, I am willing to give it a try."
Ning Xiaoling listened silently, feeling like she couldn't get in a word. When they were almost done talking, Ning Xiaoling grabbed Ning Jiuchuan's arm and said, "Brother, you'd better tell me a story. Last time you He said he wanted to tell me a story about a poor boy who broke off his engagement, um... By the way, the story about the little Taoist priest you told before didn't seem to get married either. Isn't the strong-willed melon really not sweet? "
Lu Marry was stunned for a moment, and then she just smiled faintly, her brows turning cold again.
She has never been interested in these human affairs, let alone the path of love.
Ning Jiujiu had a look of emotion on his face and said, "If that little Taoist priest could make a new choice, he might agree to the marriage to that village."
Ning Xiaoling asked: "Why?"
Ning Changjiu said: "Because he has tasted the loneliness of cultivating Taoism for more than twenty years. After watching the fireworks of the world from a distance for a long time, he will always get bored."
In fact, in the memory of his previous life, sometimes it was a steaming summer, sometimes it was a cold winter with heavy snowfall, and during countless miserable nights as a monk, he did think many times about going back to the point where he was sixteen and doing it all over again. choose.
At least I have one more person to accompany me.
But the clouds had passed, and there was no news from the girl he had never met before.
Now he is lucky enough to wake up in this body, and no one knows how much time has passed.
What puzzles him most now is why in this imperial city, there is the vague but absent but unique familiar atmosphere in the gate
Could it be that Master's newly recruited disciple happened to be passing by the Imperial City
If that's the case, it's no coincidence...
I don’t know how the new disciple compares to me back then...
Ning was immersed in his thoughts for a long time.
After listening to his words, Lu Marry shook her head gently.
"I don't think there's anything good about getting married." Ning Xiaoling muttered. She looked at her senior brother who was suddenly in a daze, and waved her hand in front of his eyes.
Ning Jiujiu said: "I remembered something else."
Ning Xiaoling wrinkled her face and said, "Senior brother is always mysterious..."
"By the way, are you thirsty, Sister Lu? I'll make you a pot of tea."
Lu Marry wanted to refuse.
Ning Xiaoling had already stood up and walked towards the door.
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Outside the Imperial Master's Mansion, there were broken corpses, rivers of blood, and a fishy smell.
After learning that the imperial seal was stolen yesterday, the old imperial master finally woke up after being in a coma for a whole day.
The maid helped him up tremblingly. The old man stepped over the threshold, looked at the sky that never seemed to clear up, and thought about it with a sad look on his face.
He knew that the old demon in the underground palace had been released, because he could feel that the national fortune he carried had moved elsewhere, and his body seemed to have been moved to a big mountain, which made him feel much more relaxed.
But now that the situation was like this, he felt increasingly heavy.
When he woke up, the massacre outside the Imperial Master's Mansion had ended. When the guards trembled and conveyed roughly what happened outside the door, even though the old man had experienced so many things, he still couldn't help but feel shocked.
"Those people you mentioned...are all dead? There can be no mistake about their identities. Even the ghost in colorful clothes is dead?" The Imperial Master felt that he had not yet fully woken up.
The guard said: "There is no mistake. It is said that he was killed by... a ball of flame."
"Flame..." The old man pondered for a while and said, "Is the Witch Master still alive?"
The guard replied: "There is a body on the ground. It is difficult to distinguish, but it is initially concluded that it belongs to the witch master."
The Imperial Master showed a wry smile, and he didn't know if it was self-deprecation or sarcasm, "You have been fighting with me for most of your life, and now you should have been lucky enough to face the wind, but you didn't expect that you were one step ahead of me... By the way, where are the others, are there any casualties? ?”
The guard replied: "Those who died were all assassins from Jin Kingdom and monks from Rong Kingdom. The others, ranging from princes and nobles to common people, are safe and sound."
The Imperial Master nodded, but was not happy at all, because he was sure that the ancient umbrella had also been swallowed.
Three souls...
According to records in ancient books, if the four souls of the old demon are allowed to become one, the power will change qualitatively again. By then, no one in the entire Nanzhou will be able to prevent this disaster.
"Xian'er, how do you want to kill..." The old man sighed, and couldn't help but think of the fire in Qianyu Palace a month ago.
This fire lingered in his heart, and it was this fire that drove many people crazy.
The old man sighed and said: "Go and count the corpses, and then withdraw the Imperial Master's Mansion formation. Don't waste Zhao Guo's luck, and save Xiang'er some time."
The guards took the order and went down.
Outside the house where corpses lay everywhere, the old demon fox had long since disappeared.
On the fish lips of the horned beast on the eaves of a tall building, the figure of the old fox appeared again. This time, he chose the body of the man with the sword.
This was one of the souls he separated. The remaining two chose the body of the female killer and guarded the appropriate position outside the imperial city, silently confronting Zhao Xiang'er.
At this moment, the figure standing on the eaves looked at the gloomy city from a distance, with a cruel smile on his lips.
The murderous desire in his heart has been suppressed for five hundred years. Although he killed all the famous assassins, how can he really let it out
Today in this city, all people outside the Zhao Kingdom must die.
Of course, the first person to bear the brunt was the Immortal Sect woman who disappeared like a mud cow into the sea after entering the imperial city.
It's well hidden, but...
"I found you."
The old fox grinned.
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