As time passed, the Linggu gradually became colder. The water hanging down the rock walls condensed into tiny ice beads in the air, jumping between the rock walls and falling down with a crackle.
Ning Xiaoling held the black blade of blood and walked through a wet and cold ice valley.
She continued to move forward and found that the huge canyon was originally derived layer by layer. After she walked out of a cave, the scenery in front of her suddenly broke. She looked down along the rift valley and saw another cloud cover. In the deep gorge shrouded in fog, there are faint carvings of broken gods on the stone walls on both sides.
Ning Xiaoling tightened some packages.
She stepped on the slippery stone wall with moss marks. She first used her sword energy to cut off the tangled vines in the air from a distance, and then looked at the foothold of the opposite cliff. Her sword turned into a rainbow, between the two cliffs. Drawing a wonderful arc, it landed accurately on the protruding rock wall on the opposite side.
Ning Xiaoling repeated this, and after a few leaps, she passed through the valley with broken statues and headed deeper.
In the blink of an eye, Ning Xiaoling arrived at the end of the rift valley.
She stepped on the top of the last statue, opened her sword eyes and looked at it from a distance.
There are faint sounds of apes in the forest below, while in the dense jungle above there are many white snakes. They are squirming densely on the trees, and they are connected to the trunk. It is difficult to tell whether they are branches or snakes. body.
Although Ning Xiaoling's swordsmanship was outstanding, he still had a natural aversion to creatures like snakes.
Just as she was looking for her next foothold, a huge movement suddenly sounded throughout the canyon.
The mist rises under the feet, and the sound of the blade striking is imminent. The sound scares the apes and forest birds into scattering, and makes the snakes on the treetops feel like rain falling.
Ning Xiaoling squatted down, supported herself with the broken knife, looked down, and looked at what was happening below. Then, she found that the red light of her blade suddenly became brighter, and the light contained a warning.
Ning Xiaoling immediately withdrew her gaze and used the hidden breath technique to hide her aura.
After a while, the movement below disappeared.
The high-rise fog sank to the bottom of the valley again.
Ning Xiaoling breathed a sigh of relief. She hid in the grotto where the statues were carved for a while. It wasn't until the red light of the broken knife disappeared that she reappeared. She found a few thick trees and jumped towards the end of the mist. Go.
After leaving this cold mist-shrouded canyon, Ning Xiaoling turned around and looked around, only to find three words carved on the huge rock wall: Valley of the White Snake.
"White Snake..." Ning Xiaoling thought of the fog that rose earlier.
After thinking about it, she decided to turn back and return to the deep gorge, tentatively walking towards the place where the previous movement had occurred.
Not long after, Ning Xiaoling saw a large piece of gravel in front of her.
The rubble was piled up in a messy manner. It seemed like a battle had taken place in their center, the stones there had been broken into powder, and the rising smoke had not completely settled.
Ning Xiaoling did not move forward rashly. She held the hidden breath technique and looked at it from a distance for a while before finally approaching it.
I saw a deep pit in the center of the gravel, and there was a faint pool of blood in the pit.
Ning Xiaoling leaned down and sniffed the blood stain—fresh human blood!
She searched nearby again and found a small broken blade. She picked up the blade and looked at it, frowning.
The aura on the blade... is clearly the sword in the Youge!
She was a little surprised, knowing that there should have been a battle here before, and that battle was very short, and the victory or defeat was decided, but why did the person fighting disappear without a trace
Ning Xiaoling wonders, how different the realm must be to determine the winner with one blow
Could it be that Minglang took action
Ning Xiaoling picked up the broken blade and left the White Snake Canyon.
She continued forward, passing through a desolate field, and then came to a ruins.
This ruins is lush with flowers and plants, and you can smell a strong and bitter floral fragrance from a distance.
Legend has it that this is the Palace of Medicine King.
Mr. Shuo Ling told her that there is also an immortal ghost sitting in the ruins of the Medicine King Palace. According to the practice in previous years, the Medicine King Ghost will guard a good-grade spiritual treasure, but the Medicine King is difficult to deal with.
When approaching the Medicine King Palace, Ning Xiaoling killed a white python blocking the way, and then stopped in front of a broken stone staircase.
boom!
There was a huge crash in the distance.
Ning Xiaoling hid behind the stone wall and observed for a while. Soon, where the crashing sound came from, three scarred disciples walked out from the direction of Yaowang Palace together.
Ning Xiaoling didn't know them, but she quickly guessed their identities - disciples of the Nether lineage.
She knew that there was a famous group in the Netherworld, and there were a total of five disciples in the group. Although none of these five disciples were particularly outstanding, at worst they were at the beginning of longevity.
Mr. Shuo Ling once warned her that the disciples in that group might find a way to get along after entering the Ling Valley, form a team to search for the Ling Bao together, and then divide the final profits. You must be careful if you encounter it yourself.
Now it seems that they have gathered enough for three people.
Ning Xiaoling hid behind the stone wall and watched them for a while. After confirming that they were not her opponents, she walked out.
At this moment, the three people who had returned from the Medicine King's Palace were sitting on the ground, healing each other's wounds.
"That medicine king is even stronger than what Mr. said..." A disciple took out the ground herbs and handed them to the other two brothers.
The other two people took it and said, "Yes, we only missed it by a small margin. It would be great if there was one more person."
"Well, it's a pity that the other two junior brothers and sisters don't know where they were teleported. There is still no news at all after so long."
"Yes, the longer we delay, the more dangerous it becomes. The terrain of this spiritual valley is complex. Although other disciples will not be able to touch this place for a while, if Minglang comes, we will have to give in."
“Minglang…”
There is a qualitative change between the Purple Court Realm and the Longevity Realm. The Longevity Realm can only control the sword for a certain distance, while the Purple Court can directly use the void to step into the air. It can be said that it has every advantage in such a complex valley, but even so, in order to understand The cultivation of the corridor requires at least three to five days to walk through the entire valley.
"Minglang should look down on these spiritual treasures. What he is looking for is just the number one item. As long as he can get it, Minglang will undoubtedly be the leader."
"The number one spiritual object... I'm afraid it's hard to find. In the past Spiritual Valley Competition, many times it was only in the last few hours that the Spiritual Valley was found from deep mountains and old forests."
"Well, let's first set up traps and communication patterns on all the nearby roads that can lead here, and then recuperate. After we recover, we can try to go to the Medicine King Palace." One person suggested.
"Okay, listen to senior brother."
Then, they started talking about the spiritual treasures they found this time.
The three of them worked together and found a total of two spiritual treasures, but the grades were almost at the bottom, not much different from the Soul Book.
"Only two pieces." Ning Xiaoling was a little disappointed.
While the three of them were talking, there was a slight sound of stepping on the grass. They were shocked and immediately looked sideways to the rear.
I saw a petite and exquisite girl holding a knife and a bag, walking slowly through the broken stone path, and slowly ascending along it.
"Who?!" The man immediately grasped the sword in his hand and stood up from the ground. The other two people quickly stuffed the two spiritual treasures back into their bags.
Before Ning Xiaoling could answer, another disciple also stood up and said, "Are you the only one from the Yuling lineage?"
Ning Xiaoling was slightly surprised: "You know me too?"
The man smiled and said: "Little junior sister, don't you know how famous you are? There are not many people in the entire sect who don't know you."
"Huh?" Ning Xiaoling was surprised. She touched her cheek subconsciously, thinking that I am not Sister Xiang'er, and my appearance is not that shocking, right
The man explained: "Although I didn't participate in the last fishing competition at Youyue Lake, the junior junior sister's skills were astonishing. She directly broke our ancient spirit sect's record, which was better than last time. It’s more than twice as good, and we in the Netherworld have been talking about it for many days.”
This is what happened...
"...It's just a fluke." Ning Xiaoling said lightly. She didn't even know she was participating.
"It turns out that this is the famous Xiaoling girl." Another disciple suddenly realized and bowed to Ning Xiaoling.
Ning Xiaoling, who originally wanted to rob, was saluted by the other party and felt a little embarrassed to do it.
Ning Xiaoling knowingly asked: "Are the senior brothers going to kill the medicine king?"
The three senior brothers nodded and said: "Yes. It's just that the three of us are not good at academics, which makes Junior Sister Xiaoling laugh. Hmm... Why don't Junior Sister Xiaoling join us, and we will defeat the Medicine King together, seize the spiritual treasure, and wait until we leave the valley. Afterwards, we will share some of the rewards with you.”
In their eyes, Ning Xiaoling had no reason to refuse. Although this little girl is the famous King of Fishing, it took her twenty breaths to get the sword. She is recognized as the weakest among the twenty-four people. If she follows them now, she might still be able to defeat him. If you get some oil and water, if you are alone, you can only bump around in this spiritual valley like a headless fly.
"No need." Ning Xiaoling said sincerely.
"Why?" they asked in surprise: "Don't you want the Medicine King's spiritual treasure?"
Ning Xiaoling said: "I can just go get it myself."
They were stunned, and then laughed: "Little Junior Sister, do you think that we were so seriously injured that we also severely injured the Medicine King? It's useless, unless we defeat him in one go at the Medicine King Palace, he will recover The speed is much faster than ours.”
Ning Xiaoling said seriously: "Thank you, brothers, for your kind words."
They looked at Ning Xiaoling's insistent expression and wondered, "Junior Sister Xiaoling, do you not trust us?"
"no."
"Then why are you?"
Ning Xiaoling thought for a while and said truthfully: "Actually... I'm here to rob you."
She spoke very seriously, raising the knife in her hand, her eyes shining brightly on her pretty and lovely cheeks.
The three of them were stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Junior sister Xiaoling is so cute and stupid, our senior brothers can't bear to do anything."
"Just use the sword." Ning Xiaoling said.
They said: "Then little junior sister, don't regret it."
Ning Xiaoling said solemnly: "No, Xiaoling does things as Xiaoling does."
She pulled out the blade, pointed it at them, and struck them seriously.
Screams sounded in front of the Medicine King Palace.
Ning Xiaoling's cuteness is like her disguise. When the black blade lights up with blood, her temperament changes. The ancient spirit sect's natal mind method and swordsmanship are activated in her body at the same time, and the gray netherworld energy is like Thin and slender smoke dragons danced out with a heavy death intention, filling her whole body.
Those three senior brothers were not idlers. They immediately separated into formations and drew out their swords to block Ning Xiaoling's sudden thrust.
The knife and the sword collided together, and the long wind whipped up by the blade and sword energy cut across the ruins.
One of these three disciples is in the first stage of longevity, and two are in the stage of long life. Normally, it would be difficult for them to work together, but at this moment, they were seriously injured in the battle with Medicine King, and Ning Xiaoling was injured again. It was barely a sneak attack, and after being caught off guard, the knife rushed into the pond like a water monster, shocking the fish in the pond and smashing them one by one, like a massacre.
The battle situation has been tilted to one side since the beginning.
Within a moment, Ning Xiaoling put away the knife.
"Thank you for your hard work, three senior brothers." She took out the spiritual treasures from their bags and stuffed them into her own bag, and then slowly walked into the Medicine King's Palace under the shocked and resentful eyes of the three people who fell to the ground.
After a while, a disciple who still didn't believe in his failure pulled himself up from the ground: "Why is this damn girl so powerful?"
"She must be hiding her clumsiness... Twenty Breaths must have been faking at that time! I didn't expect to look so pretty and cute on the outside, but she has a heart of a snake and a scorpion on the inside. I don't know who she learned it from!"
"If we weren't injured, how would she be our opponent?"
"Oh, forget it, that little girl is indeed powerful, but she is too trusting. The Medicine King is not someone to be trifled with. Once she is taught a lesson by the Medicine King, we will get the spirit treasure back!"
The three of them nodded, not believing at all that Ning Xiaoling could defeat the Medicine King. They healed their injuries outside the door and waited for the chance.
Half an hour later, Ning Xiaoling walked out of the Medicine King Palace.
She was holding the Medicine King Pestle in her hand, and she was wearing a clean white dress, and she didn't look injured at all.
She looked at each other for a while.
"Are the three senior brothers waiting for me?" Ning Xiaoling asked.
A brief moment of silence.
The three of them felt as if they had encountered a ghost. They rubbed their eyes and ran away.
Ning Xiaoling did not pursue him.
After they left, she looked at the Medicine King's Pestle in her hand and narrowed her eyes.
There had been no fighting in the Medicine King's Palace before.
She saw the huge ghost hidden in the darkness and wearing official uniform deep in the hall. Although that ghost had been silent for many years, it still had half the strength of Ziting. He relied on the foundation of this ruins and could still survive. At least hundreds of years.
After meeting Ning Xiaoling, this giant Medicine King Spirit not only showed no hostility at all, but also took out the Medicine King pestle and respectfully presented it to Ning Xiaoling.
Ning Xiaoling was not shocked by this scene. After all, this scene had happened once before in You Pavilion.
But she didn't understand what kind of things she hid that deserved such respect from these ancient ghosts.
Ning Xiaoling took the Yaowang pestle, thanked her, and was about to leave, when Yaowang stopped her, spoke slowly, and taught her a Heart Sutra about the Netherworld.
Ning Xiaoling was a little flattered.
But at the end of this teaching, Medicine King suddenly showed a painful expression.
He opened his bell-like eyes, stared at Ning Xiaoling, and said in a trembling voice: "The Emperor... The Emperor is not in the palace... Xiao... be careful!"
After saying these words, Medicine King's figure completely faded away and disappeared back into the mural on the wall.
"The emperor is not in the palace? Be careful?" Ning Xiaoling murmured to herself: "What are you careful about?"
She felt a little uneasy.
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Sea Kingdom, Caijuan Immortal Palace.
This is the morning when the Dragon Mother’s Banquet begins.
Ning Jiujiu woke up leisurely from the bed. Lu Yuanjian had already folded her clothes and was sitting beside the carved wooden table. The incense from the stove made her figure sway.
"Daddy is awake." Qiu Yue squatted by the balcony and looked at Ning Changjiu with a smile.
Ning Jiujiu hummed, got up, walked to Lu Marian's side, and asked, "How are you preparing?"
Lu Jianjiao said: "I heard that there are also disciples coming from Jiange Pavilion."
Ning Jiujiu asked: "That famous seventh disciple of Jiange?"
Lu Marry nodded lightly: "I heard that the seventh and eighth disciples of Jiange are both sword spirits. The eighth disciple is guarding the Heavenly Ranking at the moment, and the seventh disciple, who is more powerful, is here to attend the Dragon Mother's Banquet."
This matter has been aroused in the past two days, and Ning Jiujiu has heard about it.
The disciples of Jiange traveled thousands of miles to attend the Dragon Mother's banquet in the Sea of Destiny, the southernmost part of Middle-earth. This was something that had never happened before.
Ning Jiujiu said: "Don't worry, these famous disciples respect their status and will not end up personally."
Lu Marry pursed her lips and smiled softly, and said: "Disciples from famous families need to respect their status? I don't need to?"
Only then did Ning Jiujiu remember that the wife of the Sword Immortal he abducted also had the identity of the head of the Yujian Tian Sect.
He smiled and discussed sword skills and sword moves with Lu Marion for a while.
Lu Marian asked: "Which show are you going to, have you decided?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "Actually, I have already thought about it."
"Huh?" Lu Marry looked sideways.
Ningjiu didn't answer immediately.
He put on a snow-white coat, stood up slowly, and walked leisurely behind Qiu Yue.
The little girl was like a child who was full of curiosity about the world. She was concentrating on looking at a shy half-bloomed flower in a pot. She didn't realize that Ning Jiujiu was already standing behind her.
The sun shone in, falling on Qiu Yue's cheeks and hair, and also fell on Ning Changjiu's front.
This scene even looks a little warm.
Ning Jiujiu gently raised his hand, and the light between his fingers blended with the sunlight shining through the window.
Lu Marian frowned and opened her mouth slightly, but did not speak.
Ning Jiujiu pointed his finger at the back of Qiu Yue's neck.
Qiu Yue looked at the flowers in the pot seriously, unaware of the finger pointing behind her.
His fingers almost touched the small, transparent hairs on Qiu Yue's neck.
They were shaded by a curtain.
Outside the shadows, the girl looks at flowers, and in the shadows there is murderous intent.
Lu Marian'e's eyebrows furrowed tighter and tighter.
Ning Jiujiu retracted his finger calmly and smiled casually: "Of course I choose the way."
Lu Marian's expression also relaxed and she said, "Tao? Ha, if you didn't tell me, I would have almost forgotten that you were a little Taoist priest before."
Ning Jiujiu said: "Yes, if I can't win the championship, I will be very sorry for the cultivation of the master."
Lu Marry breathed half a beat.
She knew that the master he spoke of was not her.
Qiu Yue, who was admiring the flowers, heard their words and let out a soft sigh, saying, "Isn't my father's master my mother? My mother is not a Taoist priest."
Snapped!
Ning Jiujiu no longer hesitated, and the knife fell down, accurately hitting the back of her neck.
But the situation was unexpected again.
Qiu Yue didn't resist as expected. Her head was dizzy, her body swayed, and she fell directly on the table and passed out.
Lu Marian looked at her and said, "I have checked her out many times."
Ning Jiujiu said: "Me too."
Lu Marian asked: "You still don't believe her?"
"I don't believe we will meet normal people." Ning Jiujiu laughed self-deprecatingly: "And after so many days, I don't understand what she wants to do at all."
Lu Marian pursed her red lips and shook her head slightly.
Ning Jiujiu said: "This little girl does have a sweet mouth, but don't let her fool you easily."
Lu Marian said: "That's right, I was deceived by you."
Ning Jiujiu smiled.
Lu Marian stood up. She tied up her clothes and put on her outer clothes. She walked slowly to Qiu Yue's side. She looked at the little girl's delicate body and said, "My sword eyes can be seen by your eyes." If there is no abnormality, if she is really not an ordinary girl, then who can she be?"
Ning Jiujiu suppressed his smile and said, "This is also what I'm worried about."
Lu Marian asked: "Then put her here later?"
"Yeah." Ning nodded for a long time.
He didn't dare to say too much. Although they were speaking in a concentrated voice at the moment, he was still not sure whether the little girl could hear them.
Before the Dragon Mother Banquet begins, there is a feast to worship the gods of heaven and earth.
Ning Changchun and Lu Jianyou were seated in the Caijuan Immortal Palace, with emerald blue waves beneath their feet, and countless veiled curtains in front of them.
In the center, the colorful colored glazes slowly floated under the water, reflecting the colorful light, and what they held up were slowly rising into the sky one by one until they reached the cloud platform outside the floating high-rise building.
Above the cloud platform are the mythical fantasies of countless ancient gods and beasts.
"That's the Six Gods of Taichu." Ning Jiujiu looked at the highest place.
On the highest platform, there are six images of ancient gods arranged side by side.
"The Six Gods of Taichu? Tianzang Ancestral Dragon and the others?" Lu Jieyou said.
Lu Marion didn't know much about that ancient myth, while Ning Jiujiu had read relevant records in the Lotus Book Pavilion managed by the eldest sister.
Ning Changjiu said: "Those are the six ancient gods who dominated the world from chaos to rebirth at the beginning of the world. They are Xuanze, Tianzang, Zhulong, Suibodhi, Huanghe Longque, and Mingjun. The top five What they represent are the powers of water, metal, fire, wood, and earth respectively. At that time, things like time or destiny had not yet been discovered. They were the most original and powerful elements when the heaven and earth were first formed. The underworld and death in charge are the homes of all spirits, and the heaven and earth at that time were under the control of these six."
"It is said that Sui Bodhi is the current original monarch, and Huanghe Longque is the current Suzaku who was reborn from the 'earth'. The rest cannot be traced back..." Ning Jiujiu said, and suddenly smiled: "Of course , these are also unattainable legends, and it is difficult to determine whether they are true or false.”
As they were talking, the stories of the ancient gods turned into words and fell from the cloud platform above.
The first thing to start was the war between Tian Zang and Ming Lord that shook the world. They were notoriously unrelenting enemies. Legend has it that Zhongtu and Nanzhou were originally one, and it was their wars that broke the earth's veins and forcibly carved out the vast sea of destiny.
Now on the map of Haiguo, the edge lines between Zhongtu and Nanzhou can be spliced together relatively accurately.
While Ning Jiujiu was talking about this, the ceremony banquet was filled with people, and big figures from all over the world came to the scene.
In the sea water surrounding Caijuan Palace, six rotating, sound box-like buildings slowly emerged from the water.
Some are full of music, some are full of sword energy, some are like flowers, some are like rain...
Ning Jiujiu and Lu Marian looked at each other and walked towards an immortal building.
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(Thanks to the book friend Wind Sniper for tipping the hero~Thank you to the book friend for your support and encouragement!)