In the sword tower, there are countless ripples in the lotus pond.
The water surface gradually returned to a clear and round shape.
Liu He looked at his reflection in the water. The red spot between his eyebrows was like beads embedded in his skin, eye-catching and dazzling.
The sword in his arms kept ringing, as if he was dissatisfied.
That was the only sound in the silent sword tower.
Lu Marry stood opposite him. The threads in her hair were like extinguished fire, which had returned to black. The graceful snow shadow swayed in the water and then became still.
She recalled the chirping of the fire sparrows in her ears, and the image of Zhao Xiang'er when she said goodbye appeared in her mind, and she couldn't help but smile.
This elegant and lotus-like smile carried a touch of sarcasm in everyone's eyes.
Liu He looked at her figure and couldn't believe his failure no matter what.
The people in the Jian Tower came back to their senses in shock. They stared at Lu Yueyou and suddenly realized that what happened on the fourth floor today would quickly spread throughout China in the days to come.
It was unprecedented for the disciples of Jiange to be defeated in the same situation or even under pressure, and they were all witnesses.
Liu Heping calmed down his sword and asked: "Who are you? Where do you learn from?"
Lu Marry didn't want to answer, but just said: "Your sword spirit is indeed powerful, but your sword spirit is not a living thing. It just polishes the sword to be sharper and more flexible... What you believe is the sword in your hand, and I believe it." It’s yourself.”
"So you forged yourself into a sword?" Liu He asked.
Lu Marry didn’t answer.
Liu He raised his head, his eyes were red, and said: "It would be fine if your sword body was pure, but I will never be wrong... But there is clearly a weak heart in your sword body!"
Lu Marian said: "So what?"
This question made Liu He slightly stunned, and he said seriously: "My sword and spirit cultivation method was given by my master, so of course it is correct."
Master... is naturally the Sword Master of the Sword Pavilion.
Just hearing the name of Sword Master made many people in the building feel swayed.
Lu Marry said calmly: "There is no right or wrong in sword fighting, it's just that you will die if you lose."
Lost... When Liu He heard this word, blood dropped from his eyebrows again.
Liu He didn't feel that he was wrong, nor did he think that his master would be wrong. He couldn't help but think of the last scene, where his sword intent suppressed all the sword intent of this woman in a king-like manner. But in the end, when he launched the winning blow, his seal was suddenly broken. The opponent's sword intention came with a lot of accumulation, but instead took away the opportunity and was one step ahead of him.
That red light…
"Are you a member of the devil's path?" Liu He's expression suddenly became serious.
Lu Marry also frowned slightly and said, "You want to find a reason to kill me?"
Liu He stared at her, his thoughts just flashed by and he blurted out involuntarily.
But the speaker was unintentional, but the listener sounded intentional. When the four characters "people in the devil's path" came out, many people in the building had already drawn their swords.
Lu Marian looked at them and said disappointedly: "Is this the Jiange?"
Liu He took a deep look at her, stretched out his hand, and suppressed the other people's swords. He said: "Girl, don't get me wrong. In the sword fight, I underestimated my enemy. If we meet elsewhere in the future, I hope you can truly break up with me." A win or a loss.”
Lu Marian said: "No."
With that said, she stopped talking nonsense and walked towards the fifth floor.
Liu He turned around and looked at Lu Marry. He was willing to go upstairs before, firstly because he was curious about her being a sword spirit, and secondly because...
"Jiange still lacks one fourteenth disciple." Liu He suddenly spoke. The words speak for themselves.
This is a great opportunity. No matter how strong this woman is, she cannot reach the Purple Court realm. How could she give up her status as a disciple of the Sword Master because of a battle of spirits
The people present listened with infinite jealousy in their hearts.
But this woman who surprised everyone once again made a decision they didn't expect.
Lu Marian said: "Thank you very much for Jiange's kindness. I have already learned from you."
"Who is your master?" Liu He asked.
Lu Marry didn't answer and left alone.
Liu He watched her leaving back, and the woman did not look back until her white dress disappeared in the corridor.
It was the first time he received such a snub. Instead of getting angry, he smiled. After a moment, he shook his head gently: "It's a pity."
Many pity.
After Lu Marry left, everyone looked at Liu He, a little at a loss.
One of them bowed and said: "Mr. Qi, we are willing to keep today's matter a secret, and we will never let it spread to others to damage Jiange's face."
The others all agreed.
Liu He looked at the lotus in the water and smiled lightly: "No need, the disciples of Jiange are not so small."
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In the chess building, Ning looked at the gray-haired old man for a long time, watching his gentle and gradually weak breathing, and said: "I can't win this chess. If you have any questions, sir, I can ask the Dragon Mother on your behalf. "
The old man leaned back in his chair and did not answer, seeming to have fallen asleep.
Ning Jiujiu looked at the chess game on the table for a while, then he stood up slowly and said, "Sir, please leave."
The old man spoke slowly: "Don't lose."
These were his last words.
Ning Jiujiu nodded in agreement.
He climbed to the fifth floor.
Each floor of the building has eight floors.
He walked to the fifth floor, where the others had already sat down. At the only chess table, the man was drinking tea and waiting, looking quite patient.
Ning Changjiu sat down opposite him.
"I know you." The man said as soon as he sat down.
Ning Jiujiu looked at him with slight doubts.
The person opposite was a handsome young master with a gentle smile. He said: "We were on the same boat on the Haiyuelou ship earlier. I had the honor to witness the young master's sword. It was extraordinary and unforgettable. The young master is so skilled. , I don’t know why you came to Qi Tower instead of going to Jian Tower to become famous?”
Ning Jiujiu was still thinking about the last chess game. He didn't want to answer such a meaningless question, so he directly grabbed the chess pieces and said, "Guess first."
The man was not annoyed and continued: "Do you know what the incident on the boat was about?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "I don't know."
He took two pieces and put them on the chessboard and said with a smile: "That's not an ordinary building ship."
Ning Jiujiu nodded gently, not surprised that there were hundreds of little girl corpses on an ordinary ship.
He let go of his hand, five chess pieces, an odd number.
The man tapped his head with a folding fan and said regretfully: "I guessed wrong."
Put a seat on the plate, I would rather hold it for a long time and go first.
Although Ning Jiujiu didn't respond, the man said to himself: "A few decades ago, how could anyone have the courage to touch the Dragon Mother's ship..."
Ning Jiujiu frowned and said, "What do you want to say?"
He smiled, introduced himself, and said in a concentrated voice: "To be honest, my name is Zhuo Yuan. I am Zhuo who is excellent at chess, and Yuan of Tianyuan. I am a member of the Bianhuan Sect."
The Dianhuan Sect is one of the eight great sects of China. It is not far from the Sea Kingdom and has a transcendent status.
Ning Jiujiu also heard something about this.
It is said that the Dianhuan Sect, as its name suggests, is a sect that arouses visions of heaven and earth. It uses the body as its element, and is wrapped in the wrath of the might of heaven, bursting out with devastating fists and sword moves that shake the heaven and the earth.
This person who looks like a young master from a noble family does not fit well with the image of the Dianhuan Sect.
Ning Changjiu said: "Does your sect also play chess?"
Zhuo Yuandao: "I play occasionally, but they are just stinky chess pieces and not interesting."
Ning Jiujiu narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "What's interesting about that?"
Zhuo Yuan got straight to the point: "I want to entrust you to kill someone."
Ning Jiujiu looked up at him: "Why don't you kill a specialized assassin? Isn't that organization called the Killing King's Court famous here?"
Zhuo Yuandao: "What I want to kill is the person who killed the royal court."
Ning Jiujiu frowned, then smiled and refused: "I'm not a killer."
Zhuo Yuandao: "I'm just asking casually. It would be best if you agree, but... if you don't agree, then I won't be able to let you go in this game."
Ning Jiujiu smiled calmly.
He could feel that the opponent was very powerful, but he believed that no one in the building could beat him at this moment.
After playing chess with the old man, his chess game also entered a new realm.
Both are confident.
At first, Zhuo Yuan just sat casually on the chair, joking from time to time. Then, his back couldn't help but straighten, his brows wrinkled a little, and the smile on his face began to stiffen.
Ning Jiujiu made moves very quickly, jaw-droppingly fast. The kind of chess that he dared to make after at least thinking for a long time, Ning Jiujiu clicked in the blink of an eye.
Since Zhuo Yuan had already entered Haikou, he did not dare to lose too much momentum, and his chess moves became much faster intentionally or unintentionally.
But this is so fast.
"Brother Zhuo, you don't have to let me." Ning Jiujiu said.
Zhuo Yuan's face turned slightly gloomy and he said, "Take this order. There are huge benefits. You will know about it later."
Ning Jiujiu said: "I got married not long ago."
Zhuo Yuan understood what he meant. Newly married people always like stability.
He stopped talking nonsense and concentrated on playing chess. The situation on the board was very delicate now. He believed that as long as he followed every step, it would not be difficult to win this game.
The two of them alternate moves.
The sound of falling is clear and crisp.
Zhuo Yuan's movements became slower and slower.
After taking the exam for a long time, Zhuo Yuan lost a son.
Ning Jiujiu almost didn't think at all, closed his eyes and threw a chess piece up.
Zhuo Yuan looked at the chessboard, and his heart collapsed. He knew that there was nothing he could do to save himself.
Three eyes and a half chess... This number seems small, but it is a big win or loss on the chessboard.
"Who are you?" Zhuo Yuan asked.
Ning Jiujiu was too lazy to answer, so he got up and went upstairs.
Zhuo Yuan refused to give up and said: "If you want to agree, you can come to Dianhuan Sect to find me. When the time comes..."
Ning Changjiu has already gone to the sixth floor.
The competition in the sword building is much faster than that in the chess building.
Lu Yuanhui spent a lot of sword energy in her battle with Liu He, and she was also worried about whether she could complete the eighth floor.
But she found that even if there was a chance to compete with her weak self, she would deliberately admit defeat.
She walked through the next three floors effortlessly.
She suddenly understood that because she had defeated the people from Jiange, others did not dare to defeat her.
The leader of the Sword Tower was already doomed when he was on the fourth floor.
On the eighth floor, Lu Marry received a reward from the leader of the Sword Tower. It was a small pocket sword that was so exquisite that it was almost picky. Xuanze's totem was engraved on the hilt.
She went downstairs with the sword, and then used it to go to the inner hall of Caijuan Immortal Palace where she could see the Dragon Mother. She could get a lot of wealth and ask the Dragon Mother a question.
She knew that Ning Changjiu's chess game had not been played yet, so she wanted to wait for a while under the chess building.
There was also someone waiting for her under the sword tower.
In the dusk, Liu He, dressed in black, stood at the door of the sword tower with his sword in his arms. He didn't come over until she appeared.
When Lu Marian saw him coming, she frowned and asked, "You still want to have a showdown with me?"
Liu He shook his head and said, "No, I just realized that I forgot to ask your name."
Lu Marian said: "Why should I tell you?"
Liu He said: "In the sword competition at the Jian Pavilion, you won with openness and I lost with all my heart. It's a pity that you don't want to be a disciple of the Jian Pavilion, but even so, I still want to make friends with you."
Liu He spoke calmly and sincerely. Although he was rejected time and time again by this woman, he still did not believe that a swordsman could reject Jiange's continuous kindness.
Lu Marion said bluntly: "No."
"Why?" Liu He frowned.
Before Lu Marion could answer, a little girl suddenly ran over with tears in her eyes. As she approached Lu Marissa, she slipped and fell. Lu Marry quickly supported her and said, "Why are you awake?"
The little girl wiped her eyes and cried: "Mother, mother, I don't know why I fell asleep just now. When I woke up, I found that you and daddy were gone. I searched for you for a long time and couldn't find you. Xiaoyue was so anxious that she was dying." , I thought you didn’t want me anymore…”
Lu Marion comforted her softly: "You couldn't stop smelling the flowers before, and you accidentally got fascinated by them. I saw that you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't wake you up. Your father has already smashed the flowers. Let him go when the time comes." Dragon Mother, please give me an explanation."
The little girl gave a weak oh and nodded doubtfully: "It's fine that mother doesn't want me."
Liu He beside him could no longer suppress his emotions, and his brows almost knitted together.
"This is... your daughter?" He asked knowingly.
When he saw Lu Jianjian on the first floor, he took a startling glance and the stone-like heart of the sword loosened. This feeling became stronger after his defeat. He originally thought it was fate, but he never thought...
Liu He looked at the little girl and thought, how could a daughter born from such a fairy be so plain-looking? How ugly must her husband be
Liu He had the urge to vomit blood. He felt that he had never been so aggrieved in his life.
How could a disciple of Jiange walking around the world be like this
The sword servant looked at his young master and sighed slightly, thinking that even a man like the young master couldn't escape this test
But the little girl added insult to injury and said, "Mom, let's go and ignore this person who is not as good-looking as dad."
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Ancient Spirit Sect, Spirit Valley.
One day has passed.
Night falls.
The deep gorges of Linggu are full of barren mountains and old forests, and there are countless ferocious beasts hidden in them. The darker the night, the more dangerous they are.
Ning Xiaoling followed the instructions of the searching blade and found a fishhook in the cave guarded by a water spirit. This was a hook specially used to catch evil spirits in the water.
Ning Xiaoling stuffed the hook into the cloth bag, patted the broken knife in her hand, and praised: "You are really a treasured knife that has not grown old."
Then, she discovered something distressing - the cloth bag issued by Gu Lingzong was too small.
This cloth bag was supported by nearly twenty spiritual treasures and was bulging high. If there were any big items again, he would have to hold it in his hands.
Alas, Gu Ling Sect is a famous sect after all, but it is too careless to think about things.
It would be nice to have another bag.
Ning Xiaoling thought so.
She passed through a barren ruins and headed in the direction pointed by the broken sword.
She wanted to find as many spiritual treasures as possible before the end of the Spiritual Valley Competition. After all, as long as she found them, they would be considered hers. She was her senior brother's small purse, so of course what she had was also his senior brother's!
Ning Xiaoling was distractedly thinking when suddenly, a cry for help came from the distance.
She immediately quickened her pace, and the figure walking with the knife cut through the weeds, and in a blink of an eye she was dozens of feet away.
In the distance, a red shadow fell from the cliff. After the shadow fell, it began to run wildly. Behind it, a man in green clothes was chasing after him.
"Junior sister, don't run away, hand over the spirit treasure." The man in green clothes forced her into a desperate situation.
The little girl in the red dress fell to the ground. She covered the bag in her arms and lay on the ground. She tried her best to get up and said: "I found this... you are not allowed to take it away..."
The man in green clothes looked at her and sighed: "Junior sister, you should take the initiative yourself, don't force senior brother to do it."
The little girl in the red dress covered it tightly. She turned around, glanced at the green clothes on the man, and said, "I won't let you be so ugly!"
The man laughed and said: "What do you know? This is the safest way to wear it. This is worn in the desert, this is worn on the rock wall, this is worn in the water..."
As he said that, he took out the coats he had prepared one by one... After all, magic weapons are not allowed to be taken around, and there are no restrictions on clothes.
The man said: "Junior sister, you just wear too conspicuous clothes, otherwise I wouldn't be able to spot you."
The little girl in the red dress also had some regrets. She choked and said, "You shameless pervert!"
The man approached her step by step.
Then, he stopped in front of the girl, and then fell down.
The little girl in the red dress was startled, and then she saw a girl standing behind the man. The girl was wearing a white dress, with an expression that was repulsive to others, but her face was so cute that it made people want to reach out. rub.
The little girl in the red dress looked at her with an inexplicable feeling of intimacy.
She had seen this girl in a white dress in the team outside the Spiritual Valley before. At that time, she thought she was disgusted with her plain clothes, but now she looks like a fairy descending to earth.
The girl looked at her and said gratefully: "Thank you, senior sister. Senior sister, what is your name... You came to save me..."
Ning Xiaoling simply answered her name, then opened the bag of tips for the man who was temporarily stunned by her, and sent him directly out of the valley.
Then, she extended her hand to the little girl in the red dress.
The girl who fell on the ground looked at the stretched out jade hand, and was very moved, and also extended her hand.
The two hands are staggered.
Ning Xiaoling snatched the spiritual treasure she was protecting.
"???" The girl in the red dress was stunned, her eyes widened, and then she realized that this person was not here to save me. He was clearly a more domineering robber!
"You... you..." The girl felt that she had really made a mistake. She looked at her with tears in her eyes and wanted to criticize her verbally.
Then, an even stranger scene happened.
I saw this little girl who called herself Ning Xiaoling, looking at the bell in her bag for a while. It was a bell with the tongue pulled out. The shaking sound could only be heard by ghosts and gods.
Ning Xiaoling showed a look of disgust.
"I took this, and I'll give this back to you." She put the bag away and threw the bell back to the girl.
The girl looked at the bell in her hand and felt an unprecedented shock in her heart.
"How can you bully people like this!" She said angrily: "If you have the ability, don't do anything to me!"
Ning Xiaoling looked at her and was silent for a while.
The girl quickly covered the bell tightly: "I... I was joking."
"thanks."
Ning Xiaoling felt much more relaxed as she had an extra cloth bag, and turned to leave.
"This... what kind of disciples does the Ancient Spirit Sect accept?" The girl in the red dress collapsed.
Ning Xiaoling walked forward, entering one area after another in the Rift Valley, searching for spiritual treasures.
Soon, the empty bag was filled with less than half of the contents.
The rest of the treasure hunt is not that bumpy.
She met another pair of brothers and sisters along the way. Unfortunately, these brothers and sisters were poor and she robbed nothing.
Before she left, she heard the senior brother comforting her junior sister: "Don't worry, when we find the other three senior brothers from the Netherworld lineage, we must teach this dead girl a lesson."
After a day's hard work, Ning Xiaoling became the dominant figure in Linggu. The brothers and sisters who had been robbed by her also spread the news about her deeds after meeting her. Now, her intimidation power has even surpassed that of Ming Ming. gallery.
After all, Minglang is an upright disciple no matter what, and he cannot do such dirty things as stealing people's treasures.
It's nearly midnight.
Ning Xiaoling was looking for the treasure with great interest. Suddenly, the broken knife in her hand lit up red again.
This time the light was brighter than before.
Ning Xiaoling thought for a moment and immediately thought of a possibility - the number one rare treasure was about to appear!
Thinking of this, her spirit tightened.
Has Minglang not found it yet
She worked so hard before because she wanted to win by quantity, but one of the strongest spirit treasures is worth dozens of ordinary spirit treasures...
Thinking of this, she ran straight to the direction of the blade without any hesitation.
Ning Xiaoling passed through a rocky valley and crossed an old forest. In front of her eyes was a huge dry riverbed. The riverbed was very deep, filled with colorful poisonous mist below, and a broken bridge spanned it. .
The moonlight outside Linggu shone meltingly here, and the broken bridge seemed to be covered with gauze. The part of it that disappeared into the fog seemed to lead to hell.
Ning Xiaoling paused outside the Broken Bridge for a while. She had seen a similar scene in Linhe City and was no stranger to it.
She walked onto the broken bridge and cut through the mist shrouding the netherworld with her knife.
My eyes gradually became clear.
She walked across the strange-looking bridge, but nothing strange happened.
Behind the Naihe Bridge was a maze-like forest. Ning Xiaoling easily passed through the woods with the guidance. Behind the woods, there was another huge ruins.
This ruins is even more complete than that of Yaowang Palace.
But its style is different from that of the old Fengdu site.
"White Snake Temple?" Ning Xiaoling looked at the huge characters on the snow-white palace and read out.
She didn't move on.
Because the broken blade suddenly emitted alternating red lights—that was a sign of danger.
Ning Xiaoling looked at the ruins of the White Snake Temple and was hesitating. Suddenly, the door of the temple opened, and a blood-stained disciple staggered out, with a look of shock on his face. After walking a few steps out of the main hall, he saw Ning Xiaoling and waved to her vigorously.
"Hurry... come and help!" The disciple held a broken sword and shouted to Ning Xiaoling.
Ning Xiaoling walked over quickly and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Inside... inside, cough cough cough." The man coughed up a mouthful of blood and said: "There is a white snake alive inside, and there are junior brothers and sisters inside... Junior sister, you came just in time, that white snake has been cornered by us. , they were confronting each other inside, and I was the most seriously injured, so I came out first to find helpers... "
Ning Xiaoling frowned and said, "White snake?"
"Yes, a feathered serpent with black feathers and white scales is alive. It is said that it is a descendant of the variant of Quetzalcoatl, which is very powerful... But fortunately, senior brother Minglang came in time and saved the day." The man said: "Junior sister, your realm must be quite good. , let’s go back together and kill the white snake.”
Ning Xiaoling looked at her black blade. Because of the presence of outsiders, the black blade did not glow.
She looked at the deep White Snake Palace and looked at this disciple with distrust: "You go in first."
In order to dispel her doubts, the disciple turned around and walked back to the temple.
Ning Xiaoling then followed in.
Deep in the hall, a white feathered snake was lying on the ground, its scales bloody and fleshy, and it was dying.
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