Ancient Lingzong, Linggu ruins.
Ning Xiaoling stood on the cliff holding the broken sword, looking at the ruins along with the other twenty-three disciples.
The ruins were obscured by heavy fog and hidden in a steep and slippery gorge. There were sounds of hidden springs and the chirping of apes. Among the craggy rocks, huge ruins covering a radius of hundreds of miles were piled on top of each other, hiding countless secret passages.
According to legend, this was once a city of Fengdu. If you explore carefully, you can also see ancient ruins such as Naihe Bridge, Huangquan Road, and Yaowang Hall.
Ning Xiaoling stood on the cliff, her long hair held up by a hair rope undulating in the wind.
She was not nervous about this spiritual valley competition. On the contrary, she was still a little distracted.
The notes of the Spiritual Sword Sutra had a great impact on her, and the secrets contained in them were enough for her to ponder for seven days and seven nights.
If only I had discovered it sooner...
At this moment, not only does she have no time to test this kind of swordsmanship, but it will disturb her state of mind and may even prevent her from performing her normal swordsmanship.
An old gentleman held a piece of brown paper and explained the rules of the Linggu Competition.
The rules are simple.
Each disciple mainly searches for spiritual treasures, and in the end they are ranked according to the level of the spiritual treasures they find. Disciples can fight with each other, but they are not allowed to cause serious harm, otherwise they will be directly disqualified.
Each of them will also be given a bag of tips. If they are in danger, they can open the bag directly and they will be sent away from Linggu.
After explaining the rules, the old man waved his sleeves.
Twenty-four circular halos appeared in front of them, and the ghostly energy danced up and down in the halo.
After the old man gave the order, the twenty-four best disciples of the younger generation of the Ancient Spirit Sect stepped into the halo together.
And they will be teleported to any location in this steep spiritual valley, or to ordinary ruins, or to the bottom of a pool, or to a cliff, or to a secret ancient palace.
Although there are a total of sixty-four spirit treasures scattered among them, because the spirit valley is so large, the probability of them directly encountering the spirit treasures is extremely low. Moreover, those spirit treasures are all disguised, and it is difficult to find them even if they are carefully inspected. In the end, The important thing is that even if you get the best spiritual treasure, you still have to be able to take it out.
The location where Ning Xiaoling appeared was a cave on a cliff with lush grass. The cave was in the center of the cliff. The top was unreachable and the bottom was a cliff of ten thousand feet.
Her heart skipped a beat when she opened her eyes.
Four glowing red eyes were staring dimly at this uninvited guest.
They were two strange birds of similar size.
They have scarlet crown feathers, and are somewhat bald on their necks, but underneath they have lush wings. Those feathers are shaped like wires, colored like black ink, and are very sharp.
Their bodies were stacked on top of each other and they were making weird screams of joy.
Regarding the appearance of this little girl, the two strange birds, one female and one male, were first stunned, and then showed extreme dissatisfaction and even anger.
The strange birds are equally powerful. They are the top predators in this valley, and there are countless beast bones hidden deep in the cave.
One person and two birds looked at each other like this.
The strange birds had seen people, but they hadn't eaten people for who knows how many years. They screamed excitedly and pounced on Ning Xiaoling.
Black feathers are floating on the cliff.
Within a moment, the screams of two strange birds began.
Ning Xiaoling was carrying a sword on her back, and she was holding the neck of a strange bird with her left and right hands. The strange bird flapped its wings feebly and its feathers fell randomly.
Ning Xiaoling thought to herself that she was really lucky. It would be dangerous to fly down this steep cliff with a sword, and she happened to meet these two kind-hearted birds.
So two strange birds became her flying tools.
One is responsible for carrying her, and the other is responsible for detecting whether there is any danger nearby.
After landing safely, Ning Xiaoling let the two gray-headed strange birds go.
She looked around, expanded the realm of her consciousness, and explored whether there was any scent of the Netherworld Spirit Treasure nearby.
These sixty-four spiritual treasures of different grades cannot be seen directly with the naked eye. Only the net weaved by spiritual power can be slowly salvaged in this deep sea-like canyon.
Ning Xiaoling's web of consciousness was just beginning to unfold, and before she could search it carefully, she felt a little hot on the back of her neck.
"Huh?"
Ning Xiaoling opened her eyes and touched her back curiously.
The black broken knife with a faint body was pulled out of its wooden sheath and held in his hand.
She obviously didn't pour in any spiritual power, but the slender blade lit up with a faint red light.
Ning Xiaoling was puzzled. She looked over it for a while, but found no special clues. She held the knife in hand and searched among the huge canyon ruins.
Then, Ning Xiaoling discovered something even more magical. As she walked, the light emitted by the knife in her hand would get brighter or darker every so often.
Ning Xiaoling was not stupid, she immediately realized a certain possibility.
"Could it be that… "
She was refreshed and after many tests, she found the direction where the broken knife's light was brighter.
“Southwest…”
The grass and trees suddenly moved, and there was a clear sound of sword sounds, and Ning Xiaoling's figure passed through the lush wild grass, heading towards the southwest.
The red light of the broken knife became stronger and stronger.
Ning Xiaoling stopped in front of a mound.
The broken knife in his hand began to tremble, as if he wanted to tell himself something.
Ning Xiaoling stared at the abrupt hillock with no grass growing on it, and with a wave of her finger, she slashed out a sharp sword energy.
The sword energy exploded in the mound, sand flew everywhere, and a ray of light reflected from the mound, illuminating the wall.
Ning Xiaoling knelt down and dusted off the sand on the Lingbao, and found that it was actually a bronze mirror.
"The Book of Dead Souls." Ning Xiaoling thought of the soul treasure atlas that Mr. Shuo Ling gave her.
The Book of Dead Souls was made by a great cultivator of the Netherworld back then, in order to remember the deceased. It is said that as long as you stare at this mirror and keep thinking about the person you love most who has died, the other person's face will appear on the mirror.
Ning Xiaoling's mood was ups and downs.
She quickly brushed off the dust on the mirror and brought it in front of her, wanting to take another look at her senior brother, but soon, she immediately put the mirror down.
"If I really saw senior brother inside, wouldn't it just mean that senior brother has died..." Ning Xiaoling's eyes flashed, and she stood up slowly with this face in mind, pursed her lips, and looked downcast.
Yes, if a person cannot be resurrected, then it is better not to know. What if he actually sees it in the mirror? It just adds to the confusion and sadness...
Ning Xiaoling found that she still lacked courage.
She exhaled and put the mirror into the storage bag on her waist.
She patted the broken knife and said, "It's really unfair to put you in a wooden scabbard. When you go out later, I will find one inlaid with gold and jade for you from Xiao Jin!"
The broken knife flashed red, seeming to be a happy response.
Ning Xiaoling thought to herself that now that she had encountered the divine weapon by chance, she was simply a son of heaven. She should work harder and win the title. In the future, if the Nether Cultivation Technique is completed, she would be able to fish it out regardless of whether her senior brother is dead or alive!
Thinking of this, Ning Xiaoling's depressed mood was swept away. She regained her composure, held the broken knife in her hand, and began her journey of searching for treasures.
The girl was wearing a white dress, holding a knife, and ran tirelessly through the huge rift valley.
She took out a hairpin from a bird's nest in a big tree. The hairpin was a treasure that gathered the ghost energy of heaven and earth.
She pulled the ends of her hair, inserted the hairpin, and continued to set off. She dug out a spiritual treasure shaped like a cicada shell in the rock, and found a flying blade like a dead leaf butterfly among a large set of dead leaves. .
In the cave by the lake, after Ning Xiaoling defeated a giant iron-clad crab, he took out a bead as muddy as sand.
Mixing sand and creating water drops... Ning Xiaoling was slightly shocked.
This spiritual treasure is much higher than the previous grades.
When she was slightly lost in thought, a huge shadow emerged from the lake next to her.
An animal with a thick tortoise shell on its back and a horn on its head like a rhinoceros jumped out of the water. It jumped out of the water, retracted its tortoise shell with its limbs, spun its body, and hit Ning Xiaoling with its horn.
Ning Xiaoling didn't panic at all. She picked up the fire stick she had picked up earlier and swung it on her head.
This ferocious viper was beaten to pieces. After being beaten severely by Ning Xiaoling, it screamed and crawled into the water. Ning Xiaoling grabbed its tail and rode on its back. Go up, holding the mixed sand and water beads in hand, and start to search for the treasures hidden under the water.
Finally, she found a will-o'-the-wisp in the fine sand in the water. The will-o'-the-wisp had no temperature and burned faintly in the water, like an eye.
"The pupil of life." Ning Xiaoling was even more shocked.
It is said that this is an eye that can glimpse destiny. Although the range of what can be seen is limited, it is also a precious treasure that can predict blessings and disasters. Its grade is not inferior to this water-repelling bead.
She went ashore and stuffed the Life-Seeing Eye into the bag around her waist. Then she knocked the evil turtle unconscious and made it into soup.
While she waited for the Sigui's soup to be ready, she counted her spoils.
As long as these spiritual treasures can be found by cultivators, they can belong to them.
But the monk who found the most spiritual treasures in history only had five.
Because their disguises were made by the uncle himself, such as the previous Eye of Peeping Life. Ning Xiaoling dived into the water to determine the location. The Eye of Peeping Life was almost in front of her eyes. She still fumbled for half an hour before removing it. turn up.
Without this magical broken knife, she would never have been able to accomplish this.
She has scoured this Grand Canyon and found a total of eight treasures, but unfortunately there is no number one rare treasure.
And these protections are also slightly spiritual. When she put them together, they also started fighting.
This kind of fight is a fight that erodes each other's spirituality.
The Mixed Sand Water Bead and the Life-Peering Eye were the bullies among them. When they were put together with other spiritual treasures, they would choose the treasures and devour them. After a while, the other treasures all looked sickly.
Ning Xiaoling was quite distressed. Her earnest persuasion had no effect, so she tentatively threw the broken knife in together.
The two bullies Lingbao seemed to have met the real bully leader, and they immediately became calm and did not dare to express their anger.
Ning Xiaoling nodded with satisfaction.
After eating the turtle soup, Ning Xiaoling regrouped and set off again.
The broken knife stopped shining during the rest of the journey.
She crossed a rugged ruins, and towering cliffs pressed into view. Covered with slippery moss, there were many geckos with dark green tiger stripes lying on them. The clouds and mist above were pressing down, and Ning Xiaoling was submerged in them. , she gently parted the mist, like a fairy walking among the clouds, and the toxins sprayed by geckos and toads did not reach the corners of her clothes.
When Ning Xiaoling was about to walk to the other end of the canyon, the broken knife suddenly glowed red alternately, like some kind of warning.
Ning Xiaoling stopped and looked forward.
In the distance, two young men wearing the uniforms of Ancient Spirit Sect disciples were walking through the clouds and mist, talking and laughing, walking towards here.
"Although the grade of this spiritual treasure is not too high, it was obtained by our brothers and sisters together. It is really not easy." One of the disciples said with a smile.
"Yes, killing that white python wouldn't have been possible without the help of my junior brother." Another person said.
"Senior brother, what you said is wrong. The most important thing about obtaining a spiritual treasure is not to kill the guarding beast, but to find the location of the spiritual treasure." The junior brother said with a smile: "I found this spiritual treasure. I never thought about it. I met my senior brother by chance. Although he helped me a lot, it would be too greedy to take credit for it, right?"
The senior brother smiled and said: "Spiritual treasures are hard to find. As long as we can find even one, we can at least secure the top ten rankings... When the time comes, we will share the reward equally."
The junior brother said: "There is no need for senior brother to do it for me."
The senior brother said: "Junior brother, think about it yourself, are you my opponent?"
The junior brother shook his head and said: "Senior brother is certainly better, but if we really have to fight, it will only end in losing both sides. And if you really seriously hurt me, not to mention the reward, you will not even be qualified for the big competition. I can't hold on until I die." Just suffer some physical pain, right? Senior brother."
The two chatted and laughed, but their pace became slower and slower. The surrounding fog was dispersed by their quietly rising fighting spirit. The geckos lying on the rock wall also felt the danger and fled in all directions.
Ning Xiaoling looked at them and walked silently between them.
When Ning Xiaoling walked by, the two brothers, who were all focused on each other, came back to their senses.
"Stop!" Junior Brother shouted sternly: "Who is it?"
Ning Xiaoling stopped and turned around to look at them.
The senior brother said: "It turns out to be a junior sister passing by. This junior sister seems familiar... You, this must be your first time to participate in the Spiritual Valley Competition, right?"
Ning Xiaoling nodded and said, "Yes."
The junior brother looked at Ning Xiaoling's side face looking back with a slightly crazy expression. He never thought that Gu Ling Sect could have such a pretty and cute little junior sister...
The senior brother smiled and said: "Junior sister, it is too dangerous to go alone, otherwise..."
"No need." Ning Xiaoling didn't want to talk nonsense and continued to move forward.
As male disciples, these two junior brothers would naturally not do anything to their junior sister unless...
The senior brother noticed the cloth bag on her back and was shocked.
That cloth bag was given to them by the teacher. It is a cloth bag specially used to hold spiritual objects. Why is her cloth bag so bulging? Is this just stuffing in things like Ganoderma lucidum and Ganoderma lucidum
That's not right... the smell in that bag...
Senior brother narrowed his eyes: "Little junior sister, what's in your bag?"
Ning Xiaoling ignored them and continued walking forward.
Junior Brother also came to his senses.
The two brothers looked at each other.
Wow!
The mist stirred, and the sound of clothes breaking through the air sounded. The pair of brothers intercepted Ning Xiaoling's figure one after another.
Senior brother looked at the broken sword in her hand and suddenly said: "Junior sister, I remember... you are the one who took out the sword at twenty breaths, the only disciple of the Yuling lineage, right?"
Ning Xiaoling didn't want to talk to them, so she didn't answer.
This behavior was interpreted by this senior brother as fear, he smiled and said: "Junior sister, don't be afraid, you are not easy either. I didn't expect that your senior brothers would be so unsatisfactory, and in the end they would have to ask a new little girl to take their place. To win glory.”
Ning Xiaoling raised her eyebrows slightly, with an angry look on her face: "My senior brother is much better than you."
The senior brother was slightly startled and thought she was in love with a certain senior brother from the Yuling lineage. He smiled calmly and said: "Junior sister, please untie your bag and show it to us. If it is really the spiritual fruit Ganoderma lucidum, we will not be embarrassed at all. Junior sister."
Ning Xiaoling originally wanted to step on the sword and leave, but thinking of their conversation, Ning Xiaoling's mind moved... They also have a spiritual treasure - isn't this a spiritual treasure delivered to their door
She said: "This senior brother also got a spiritual treasure? Can you let me take a look first?"
The senior brother was stunned for a moment, then he opened the bag with a smile and showed off his trophies.
It was an undead folding fan, guarded by a white python. This folding fan has two sides, both painted with black and white images of evil spirits. There are fine feathers on the edges of the folding fan. When it is shaken, it can stir up the wind in the ravine and create a natural barrier.
Ning Xiaoling frowned.
The senior brother thought she was envious, but he didn't know that she disliked the low-grade folding fan.
The senior brother proudly recounted the process of killing the white python, and observed the beautiful junior sister's expression, hoping to see some admiration and awe in her.
But Ning Xiaoling listened, nodded lightly, and then drew the sword from behind.
The junior brother behind him frowned, and felt that this junior sister was getting better and better. He smiled and said: "I never thought that junior sister could still be such a refreshing person. But with the strength of junior sister, do you really want to fight one against two?"
The senior brother also said: "We are disciples of the Shen Sect, how can we do this? If the junior sister really wants to seize the treasure, we are willing to do it one by one."
Ning Xiaoling said: "Which one of you will come first?"
Humph, the little junior sister is pretty, but she is usually so spoiled by others. How powerful can someone who only draws a sword at twenty breaths be
Junior brother thought this way and volunteered to go out.
They are brothers from the lineage of the Spiritual Sect. They are born with a powerful spirit. That spirit is different from the innate spirit. It is a spirit that is integrated into the soul, allowing them to burst out with the same power as this spirit. For example, the fire spirit can add the element of fire to his spells, and the water spirit can add the ability of water or ice.
The spirit possessed by this junior brother is an earth spirit, and the place is surrounded by cliffs and strange rocks, which fits his spirit perfectly.
"Junior sister, how offended I am." He looked at Ning Xiaoling's beautiful but cold face and smiled lightly.
The junior brother drew out his sword and charged up his strength for a leap. He was afraid of hurting the girl, so he deliberately slowed down the speed of drawing the sword so that he could withdraw his strength at any time.
Ning Xiaoling watched the movement of his sword, drew it out expressionlessly, and struck it with the back of the sword without any fancy.
Ning Xiaoling's sword seemed simple, but at the speed it flashed into a ray of light and pierced into it, instantly striking his junior brother's sword. His wrist shook and hit him in the face, knocking him away with both his sword and his body. Got out.
The earth spirit held him up, and the junior brother held his burning, red and swollen cheeks, rolling on the ground in pain.
She turned around and looked at this senior brother.
The senior brother frowned slightly at first, and then smiled freely, thinking that his junior brother was so easily fascinated by beauty and that he really did not deserve to have this treasure. He said: "Junior sister, please think clearly, I will not underestimate the enemy like my junior brother. .”
Ning Xiaoling hummed.
The senior brother pulled out his sword, twisted his wrist, and his previously indifferent brows suddenly disappeared. He ran for a while without any warning, jumped up, channeled his body, and broke through the wind with his figure blasting away the mist and tearing the rocks apart. , like thunder striking, the sword in his hand is surging with fire and exploding.
He is the strongest disciple of the generation of the psychic lineage. He has a cultivation level in the longevity realm. He is famous for both spiritual skills and swordsmanship. At this moment, he strikes with all his strength, and the powerful sword strikes like a meteor. Ning Xiaoling's eyebrows were stabbed diagonally, unstoppable!
It's indeed a bit tricky... Ning Xiaoling thought this way, looked more serious, and sent the back of the sword in the sword sect's starting hand.
Her movements were simple, but the sword came out faster than her senior brother's.
After the first blow, the senior brother was forced back amidst the sound of steel vibrating. After the second strike, the light of the sword cut out a cross, making his pupils look like blood. He was forced to switch from offense to defense. After the third strike, he was completely at a disadvantage. Amidst the clanging sounds of several strikes, the bloody sword The light disrupted the rock walls and fog, and also disrupted the steps of this senior brother.
Without chaos, the army will be defeated.
In less than ten rounds, there was a clang, and Ning Xiaoling hit his hand with the back of her knife, knocking his sword down, and punched him in the chest with her other hand. When she closed her fist, she He accurately grasped the folding fan in his left hand, pulled it hard, and snatched it away.
The two brothers fell to the ground, their injuries carefully managed.
Ning Xiaoling got another treasure and left happily.
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(I'm in a bad state. I only have this chapter today. I need to calm down and focus on the outline of the new volume of psychology...)
(Thanks to the book friend Lethargicatt for the tip~Thank you to the book friend for the tip and support!)