Three years ago, in the autumn rain in the Imperial City of Zhao State, Ning Xiaoling was infected by the red-tailed Old Lord's demon seed and entered the Purple Garden realm.
During the inner demon tribulation, Ning Jiujiu used the purple gold talisman to connect the two people's minds and entered Ning Xiaoling's inner demon tribulation.
Snow falls on the long street, the inner demons are cut away, the white fox sleeps, and the thunder disaster dissipates.
She passed through the Purple Garden Realm and returned to normal.
But according to Heaven's judgment, she has already entered the Purple Court realm.
A person will only experience the inner demon tribulation and the thunder tribulation once.
Now that the soul flag is shaking, evil spirits are coming, and the power of evil spirits absorbed by Shen Tu feeds herself back, she finally breaks out of the bottleneck again and enters a broader, completely different world.
The gathered evil spirits let out a sharp and low scream.
They had long lost consciousness and were just a collection of spiritual matter at the moment, but they still felt terror when they approached Ning Xiaoling.
Qu Wu listened to the cries of the evil ghost. His scalp was numb, and the scales covering his body all opened up, making a noise like the collision of iron sheets.
"I entered the Purple Garden..."
Ning Xiaoling's words were like the whispers of a complainer, lingering in his ears for a long time.
He didn't know how Ning Xiaoling did it, but he already had a strong sense of ominousness in his heart.
This girl is not an ordinary ascetic at all, she is an executioner with countless blades on her back, an envoy from the Kingdom of Hades who has inherited part of the authority of Lord Hades.
Previously, he suppressed a great realm but failed to kill her quickly. Now that Ning Xiaoling has crossed the Purple Court, what should he do
The cracking sound of bones sounded again.
Ning Xiaoling raised her fist and hit him on the chest.
The white scales that gathered instantly were like a protective mirror.
Ning Xiaoling's bloody fist hit the heart-protecting scales firmly, and the sound of shattering armor exploded between the two of them. The sound waves and fist wind spread rapidly in a ring, and a white light flashed between them, Qu Wu's breastplate was completely shattered, and his body was knocked out. With a crash, Qu Wu's black wings spread wide and ripped into the wind. The strong wind stabilized his figure again.
He stared at the girl in a white dress with disheveled hair on the wall, looking horrified.
Ning Xiaoling also looked at him silently. She didn't speak anymore, and the breath from her body was absorbed into her body.
If someone suddenly saw this scene, they would think it was a mural depicting the twilight day of the gods.
The flower-like girl had a bone sword pierced through her lower abdomen and was nailed to the wall. The blood fell off along the ancient stone wall and filled the grooves carved on the wall. A faint, dim light fell on her body, and the ghostly death aura From her hair, her beautiful face was free of any pain, her eyes were clear, and her soft lips were smiling. These subtle and beautiful expressions were soaked in the dirty blood. In front of them, there were countless evil spirits. He looked at her with fear and piety, just like her ministers.
It's like the scene in the mural comes to life.
After Ning Xiaoling knocked Qu Wu away with one punch, she put her hand on the hilt of the sword and slowly pulled it out from her belly.
The sword blade cut through flesh and blood again, dripping with blood.
But for ascetics, especially those who have entered the Purple Garden realm, except for the Purple Garden of Qi Sea and the heart and throat, the rest of the places are not critical.
Ning Xiaoling quickly stopped the bleeding.
The slender Shentu has a very small arc, and it is almost straight-edged, so it is more like a ruler when held in the hand.
"Who is that woman you were talking about before?" Ning Xiaoling asked.
Qu Wu looked at her deeply and asked, "Are you really not aware or are you just pretending to me?"
Ning Xiaoling raised her sword and said: "You only need to pretend when you are weak. My question at this moment is an interrogation."
"Interrogation?" Qu Wu laughed loudly: "No matter what, you are just a mortal, what qualifications do you have to interrogate me?"
Ning Xiaoling's figure floated out from the wall. She touched her lower abdomen with her hand, and there was still vague blood between her fingers.
"At least I am a complete human being, and you are just a defective product without a body." Ning Xiaoling looked at the body of the feathered snake on the ground and spoke slowly.
Qu Wu's eyes narrowed tightly. He tightened his grip on the bone sword in his hand, mentally weighing Ning Xiaoling's strength.
When Ning Xiaoling entered Ziting for the first time, he was still on the second floor.
But he felt more and more ominous.
The power erupted from Ning Xiaoling's petite body exceeded his expectations.
The girl's figure disappeared from the spot, and the next moment, the void collapsed, and the scarlet sword light cut through the void and fell on Qu Wu's head.
Qu Wu blocked as usual, but this time he blocked a gap in his hard bone sword.
All spirits retreat.
The snow-white fox propped up his Dharma image in the ancient palace.
It is no longer the cub it was in the past, but a big fox with five tails shaking. Its shaking tail is like beating white fireworks, slowly stretching in the air. Ning Xiaoling's standing figure holding a knife is wrapped in the shadow of the white fox. .
Everyone looked up.
Because of the fog, they couldn't clearly see Ning Xiaoling's form at this moment, but just looking at each other through the fog made their hearts feel like they were being squeezed.
The little girl covered her heart with one hand to relieve the pressure, and looked up dreamily without blinking.
In the gray mist, the slender blade cut out with a huge sword light, and the decisive battle that had not ended before began brilliantly again.
One red figure and one white figure collided.
The first moment the knife and sword collided, the entire hall began to shake.
After Ning Xiaoling entered the Purple Court Realm, many things she had studied in the past but had not yet had time to understand came to fruition.
At this moment, she had more than one brain, and this bloody sword Shen Tu was changing her thinking unconsciously.
During the day, the inheritance of the Chinese Medicine King in the Medicine King Palace also naturally penetrated and merged into her sea of consciousness as Ning Xiaoling entered the Purple Court Realm.
Her body vaguely took the shape of a medicine furnace.
When the medicine cauldron is completed, she will be able to use her body as the Medicine King's palace just like the Medicine King to truly be invulnerable to all poisons and reverse life and death.
The medicine furnace rotated, helping her recover from her injuries quickly.
The stormy sounds in the sky became more and more violent.
Both were in the Purple Court realm, but after Ning Xiaoling was successfully promoted, the situation of the battle was completely reversed. Her offensive against Qu Wu was almost overwhelming.
She used the Disaster Control Sword, and this set of sword moves showed new power in her hands.
This sword move itself is not considered powerful, and is even similar to the strength of the Heavenly Mandate Sword Sutra.
But this sword move was designed specifically to deal with these traitors of the Quetzalcoatl clan.
The Quetzalcoatl clan is limited by many innate factors, and many battle logics cannot be changed, so they are caught tightly by this set of sword moves.
Qu Wu's moves were suppressed by Ning Xiaoling. Shen Tu became brighter after being dyed with the blood of the Quetzalcoatl, and the transparent blade almost burned.
The scales shattered, blood splashed, and the dark feathers slowly fell.
The whistling sound of Shen Tu breaking the wind kept ringing.
Ning Xiaoling's figure shuttled through the sky, blowing out countless rays of light.
The repair speed of Qu Wu's injuries could no longer keep up with Ning Xiaoling's damage.
He was hovering in the air, his body like a fish that had been scraped backwards with the sharp side of a knife, its scales peeling off and its flesh and blood blurred.
"Is she dead? Are you her reincarnation?" Qu Wu also felt the despair that Ning Xiaoling felt before.
Shen Tu was too powerful, and it was even more powerful to Ning Xiaoling, who was already at an extraordinary level.
It has been suppressed in the Valley of the White Snake God for so long, with hundreds of years of effort. Recently, the seal was finally loosened, and he was able to escape. His plan of possession was originally flawless, but he met this little girl, and in her hand was the magical sword that he had coveted for many years.
Greed eventually devours itself.
Ning Xiaoling listened to his question. She hit Qu Wu's shoulder with her sword, shattering his shoulder armor and hitting it to the ground.
Qu Wu struggled to get up from the ground.
Ning Xiaoling held the bone sword and dropped it like a spear of judgment.
The bone sword that originally belonged to him pierced the flesh and blood, shredded the spine, and nailed him back to the ground.
"I am not someone's reincarnation." Ning Xiaoling looked at Qu Wu's twitching snake body, and she answered his question: "I am Ning Xiaoling. The age of thousands of generations."
Qu Wu held the bone sword that pierced his chest with both hands and wanted to pull it out, but Ning Xiaoling fell from the air and stopped beside him.
"Do you have anything unfinished?" Ning Xiaoling asked.
Qu Wu smiled ferociously and said: "You damn girl... It's already this time and you still want to steal some secrets from my mouth?"
Ning Xiaoling said seriously: "You gods who came from ancient times should have buried a lot of secrets. You have been holding it back for so many years. Don't you want to find someone to tell it to? Don't you feel regretful if you die like this?"
Qu Wu said angrily: "Of course it's a pity, then please let me go!"
Ning Xiaoling thought for a moment and said, "I will definitely kill you, whether you want to talk or not."
Qu Wu was a little shocked: "You want to kill me, and you want me to count the money for you before you die?"
But he did have a lot to say.
Ning Xiaoling's powerful sword lock had already pressed on his body, and the invisible sword domain spread out and enveloped them.
Ning Xiaoling held the knife and walked in front of him, pointing the blade at his throat.
His snake-like face is ferocious and ugly.
"Last words." Ning Xiaoling said.
Qu Wu's throat made a gurgling sound. He thought for a while and said slowly: "It doesn't hurt to tell you something... The ancient first god cannot be truly killed. There is still a way for Ming Lord to be resurrected, but Ming Lord will be resurrected. , it is very likely to become someone’s puppet.”
"Some people? Who?" Ning Xiaoling asked.
Qu Wudao: "Why are you so stupid at this time? Of course you are the one who resurrected it... It's funny to say that the most powerful creature in the world will one day become a killing weapon in the hands of others, hahaha... "
Qu Wu's wild laughter brought up waves of cold wind filled with the smell of blood in the ancient palace.
Ning Xiaoling asked: "Who wants to resurrect it? That woman you are talking about?"
"Yeah." Qu Wu nodded.
"Who is she?"
"I don't know what kind of identity she plays in Netherworld Dao Ling Sect now, but her past name was..." Qu Wu She Tong narrowed her eyes, lost in memories, and slowly said: "Mu Ling Tong."
"Mu Lingtong?" Ning Xiaoling was slightly confused. She had never heard of this name.
Qu Wu said nothing.
Ning Xiaoling frowned and said, "Have you finished your last words?"
"Yeah..." Qu Wu spoke slowly, and then his pupils suddenly opened wide, the meridians of his thick arms bulged, and all the strength he had accumulated before was evaporated at this moment.
His body completely transformed into a snake, and only a pair of arms stabbed towards Ning Xiaoling like knives.
This was Qu Wu's last desperate counterattack.
The hall shook, and gravel rained down.
Even though Ning Xiaoling had expected it, she still couldn't avoid Qu Wu's sudden attack.
Her body was whipped by the feathered snake, its tail was rolled up, and it was tightly tightened.
The feathered serpent rushed upward with her, as if they were going to die together.
Ning Xiaoling didn't panic.
The python kills its prey by hanging, but at this moment its strength is not enough to crush Ning Xiaoling's bones, and it can't even change her breathing rate.
As it rose into the air, Ning Xiaoling stabbed the blood-burning Shentu into its extremely long neck, severing its spine. The blade cut open the feathered snake's flesh as her arm turned, and blood spurted out. Separate in front of her.
The giant snake took off into the air at a much faster speed.
Ning Xiaoling jumped out of the snake's body and pierced its jaw again with the knife.
The Quetzalcoatl is certain to die.
Before he died, Qu Wu let out his last sharp laugh: "Mingjun and Tianzang, they are not the undying enemies at all like the legend says. There was someone else who fought bloody battle with Tianzang..."
This is the last secret it tells.
The higher the level, the more shocking this secret becomes.
But Ning Xiaoling was indifferent. She only vaguely knew that Mingjun and Tianzang were two ancient gods.
And there is another way of saying it in this world.
Anyone who hears the secrets of the gods will be punished by the gods. The bigger the secret, the more severe the punishment.
Qu Wu revealed this secret, and he faced death.
Its last secret was told to Ning Xiaoling using a concentrated voice line, so that no one could share the punishment for her.
In the end, its lingering head was chopped off cleanly by Ning Xiaoling.
The head took off due to force and hit the ceiling. The body fell away from the force and hit the ground again.
The bodies were separated.
The feathered serpent died completely.
Its body disappeared together with the huge, zombie-like body from before.
Ning Xiaoling stood there holding a long knife, feeling sad in her heart.
Everyone present looked at her.
"Junior sister Xiaoling..."
They all saw this bloody scene that was almost like a battle between ghosts and gods.
They couldn't even tell whether the girl with messy hair and body covered in human and snake blood was a human or a demon at this moment.
Ning Xiaoling's body swayed. She stood with a knife in her hand and used the Medicine King's Heart Technique to quickly heal herself.
"It's dead, don't worry." Ning Xiaoling said.
The little girl fell to the ground. She looked at Ning Xiaoling and shed tears: "Sister Xiaoling is so handsome..."
Ning Xiaoling just vaguely heard her shouting to pull the flag, and praised: "You did a good job."
The little girl was originally worried that she would be blamed by Queen Qiu for using the flag indiscriminately, but now she is finally relieved: "My... my name is Yan Yuan, thank you senior sister for saving your life!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the three senior brothers beside her also saluted: "Thank you, senior sister, for saving your life."
From this moment on, Ning Xiaoling is their senior sister.
Even Minglang was convinced after seeing the scene where Shura was drinking blood just now.
"Thank you for your kindness!" Ning Xiaoling waved her hand casually.
The four of them looked slightly strange.
Sitting cross-legged in Minglang, he looked at the bumpy ground and said, "We'd better tell our uncle about this as soon as possible."
Ning Xiaoling said: "Yes, but you have to promise me to keep things about my swordsmanship secret. As for why I didn't survive the tribulation despite breaking through the Purple Garden realm, I will explain it to my uncles."
Another senior brother said quickly: "We will keep it secret for the little senior sister."
Ning Xiaoling nodded.
The hall began to collapse.
Yan Yuan panicked and said, "Let's leave quickly. If we don't leave, we will be buried with this big snake."
"You go first." Ning Xiaoling said as she used her spiritual power to hold back the hall that was about to collapse, and then dug out a crumpled cloth belt from the rubble in the corner.
She picked up the spiritual treasures that were scattered on the ground and stuffed them back into the bag one by one.
These were what she had gained from spending the whole day fighting monsters in the mountains and seas. She was extremely rare and could not bear to see them buried in ashes.
Ning Xiaoling passed by like wind and lingering clouds.
Several senior fellow apprentices were stunned. Compared to why Ning Xiaoling didn't have to go through the tribulation, the fact that she could find so many things in the valley was the most incredible thing to everyone.
The ban on Naihe Bridge was lifted, the main hall was about to collapse, and the wrinkled cloth bag was filled again.
They wanted to run away, but they didn't have to.
Skylight pours into the canyon.
The Spiritual Valley Competition is over, and all teleportation tips are in effect.
When the time came, they appeared outside the Linggu together with the Lingbao.
The people in charge of the Linggu Competition were the old and middle-aged men who had watched them enter.
The old man's name is Zhu Ding, and the middle-aged man's name is Jiang Xian.
The Spiritual Valley Competition is over, and the more than ten practitioners present are those who persist to the end. Not only can they get the spiritual treasures they collected, but they can also get additional rewards based on their ranking.
Jiang Xian looked at more than a dozen young men and girls who were tired of life.
Soon, he noticed the injury on Minglang's chest.
The location of the injury...
Ziting!
Jiang Xian was shocked and speechless, and couldn't figure out what could hurt Minglang in Linggu.
The old man Zhu Ding also saw his injury. He guessed that something big happened in Linggu, and planned to ask questions slowly after commenting on the ranking.
None of them noticed that except for Ming Lang and the four disciples around him, the other disciples looked at Ning Xiaoling with hostility and resentment in their eyes.
Ning Xiaoling lowered her head in embarrassment.
In total, she also visited the entire canyon and basically robbed all the disciples she met.
Of course, the way to evaluate rankings is simple.
Zhu Ding took a look.
When leaving, Minglang held the soul-summoning flag and was recognized as having obtained the soul-summoning flag.
"Minglang wins the leader." Jiang Xian announced.
This is not surprising.
But Ming Lang's expression changed. He looked at the soul-calling flag and said, "Ming Lang deserves it. This spiritual treasure should be given to Xiao Ling...Senior Sister. It was just that it was ended in a hurry and was not available in time."
"Huh?" Zhu Ding frowned.
The focus of others is on "Senior Sister Xiaoling".
Ming Lang, as a younger generation disciple recognized by Shimai, actually called a junior sister as senior sister. The strangest thing was that the people next to him didn't think it was wrong. Instead, they helped him: "Senior sister Xiaoling has been very kind to us. Without her, all of us would have died..."
Zhu Ding looked at Ming Lang's injuries and listened to their words, and found that this matter might be more complicated than he thought.
Zhu Ding frowned suddenly and said: "We will discuss rewards and punishments for future merits and demerits later. Let's follow the rules first."
The other disciples still had something to say, but were interrupted by Zhu Ding, saying: "Whoever holds the soul-calling flag is undoubtedly the leader. The rest... Well? Ning Xiaoling, what do you think?"
I saw Ning Xiaoling raising her hand.
She walked out from the crowd and said: "Uncle Master, can one soul-calling flag be worth all the other spiritual treasures?"
Zhu Ding shook his head and said: "Of course it can't be worth it. According to the rules, the number one spiritual treasure can be worth about twenty pieces. But the rules are fixed. How can anyone find twenty..."
The old man's words gradually stopped.
Ning Xiaoling took off the cloth belt on her back.
The bag was so bulging that it was almost bursting.
"This..." Jiang Xian saw the exposed corner of the bag and felt that he was dreaming.
The cloth bag is full of all kinds of spiritual treasures.
"I didn't have enough time, so I just found this much..." Ning Xiaoling said with regret.
If she hadn't wanted to kill the big snake, she could have searched the mountains for half the night.
"Just... these? Just..."
Jiang Xian looked at the Lingbao piled up on the ground. He knew that the elders could not lose their composure in front of the juniors no matter what, but he still did not control his emotions. He looked at the Lingbao and his uncle, and kept shaking his head.
Zhu Ding was also shocked.
He was still lamenting that he had found five precious spiritual treasures when he was young, which was not too much, but hundreds of years have passed, and no young man can break his record.
Of course, this is also related to the fact that he took charge of the Spiritual Valley Competition and deliberately increased the difficulty.
A disciple is thankful to God if he can find one.
These…
Zhu Ding did not expect that his old life would be affected by this kind of impact.
He stroked his beard, took out the almost new book and handed it to Jiang Xian, asking him to help look up the specific rules of the Linggu Competition.
The other disciples looked at the pile of spiritual treasures. They were shocked while looking for their own share.
Ning Xiaoling stood menacingly at the side.
Jiang Xian began to count and calculate the final total score according to grade.
The rule that the first-place exotic treasure can be worth more than twenty ordinary exotic treasures was casually set by the uncle for convenience and effort. Because this rule is no different from the fact that the first Lingbao will be the first.
but…
Jiang Xian took stock for a while, and finally sighed: "The first one is Minglang. Although these spiritual treasures of yours are very precious together, it is a pity that they are still a little short of the soul-calling banner. If you can just find one more, you can create it." It’s a miracle…”
"Isn't all this enough?" Ning Xiaoling was also surprised.
Jiang Xian handed the booklet over: "If you don't believe me, you can figure it out yourself."
Ning Xiaoling couldn't figure it out. She frowned and said, "Is there really only one thing missing?"
"Yes." Jiang Xian nodded.
Ning Xiaoling reached behind her head and pulled her messy long hair to the front. She fumbled through her memory and took out a hairpin.
When she picked up this hairpin, she thought it was of low quality, so she casually inserted it into her hair.
She placed the hairpin on the mountain-like spiritual treasure.
Like a spire.
There was silence.
Jiang Xian and Zhu Ding looked at each other.
Didn't they all agree that this little girl was a person who could make up the number and retain some dignity of the Yuling lineage? Why...
The old man kept twirling his beard, and every time he finished twirling, there would be a few more broken beards on his hand. When Ning Xiaoling took out the last hairpin, there was not much left in his beard.
This kid is so scary... This is the old man's only thought.
Jiang Xian looked at her and thought that all the wooden signs congratulating Minglang on winning the championship were ready, but now it seemed that they had to be smashed and replaced with new ones.
Jiang Xian closed the book, looked around, slowly spoke, and announced: "The leader of this Spiritual Valley Competition is..."
By the way... what is this little girl's name
"What's your name?" Jiang Xian didn't pay much attention to her before she walked out of the Youge after twenty breaths. Only now did she realize that he didn't even know her name.
I really made a mistake...
Ning Xiaoling said seriously: "My name is Ning Xiaoling, the age of thousands of generations."
After she finished speaking, she added: "My senior brother's name is Ning Jiujiu, long-term vision and long-term life."
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(I got home very late today. I’m too tired. I shouldn’t be able to update in the early morning. Try to resume double updates tomorrow~)
(Thank you to the helmsman of Grandmaster Qiankun Wanyu for the reward! Thank you to the hero of Blood Feather Fungus for the reward! Thank you both for your reward and support~ Happy National Day everyone.)