The Fish King yelled, thinking that this little girl was quite clever, and she discovered that she was unusual in such a short time.
But I heard Ning Xiaoling continue: "Listen, I know you are an ambitious cat. When you were catching fish before, I felt that you were extremely talented and a malleable cat."
"..." The Fish King was silent for a while.
Ning Xiaoling looked at the cat's suddenly fallen face, thinking that it had no fighting spirit, and comforted him: "You are now an official disciple of the Ancient Spirit Sect. Our sect disciples can be disabled physically, but not mentally. You must Have fighting spirit, you know?”
The Fish King felt even worse after hearing her persuasive words.
Ning Xiaoling said: "In the days to come, I will train you to do many things, including practicing, fighting, delivering letters, tracking, arresting people... You must be able to endure hardships, do you understand?"
"Meow..." The Fish King thought to himself: Do we still need to learn these things? I can teach you more or less.
"What are you whispering about?" Yu Jin came over with a bowl of dried fish, placed it in front of the Fish King, stretched out his hand to smooth its fur, and hung the wooden sign given by Mr. Shuo Ling on its chest. , there is a twelve written on the wooden sign.
It is considered the twelfth disciple of this lineage.
Ning Xiaoling said: "I'm telling it some sect rules."
Yu Jin worriedly asked: "This cat looks so stupid, can he understand it?"
"Ouch..." The Fish King was furious.
Yu Jin put down the basin, sat sideways on the wooden chair, pressed its head behind him, and buried it in the basin filled with dried fish. The fish king was forced to eat it noisily.
Yu Jin asked curiously: "By the way, how did you agree to raising a cat?"
Ning Xiaoling asked doubtfully: "You still don't know?"
"What do you know?" Yu Jin was even more surprised.
As they were talking, it became lively outside.
Yu Jin poked his head out and looked outside the wooden hall, only to see many disciples walking towards here.
Yu Jin was startled.
The Yu Ling lineage has always been in a slump. Except for its own disciples, there are always very few people around. How can there be disciples from other sects coming to visit...
Moreover, they were so aggressive that they didn't look like they were here to visit. They were clearly fighting in a group.
"Xiao Ling!" Yu Jin quickly closed the window, looked at the girl beside him anxiously, and said, "Xiao Ling, did you offend anyone during the Linggu Competition?"
Ning Xiaoling nodded and said, "I did offend a lot."
Yu Jin said anxiously: "Then what should I do? They seem to be here. I told you before that it doesn't matter if you rank lower. Your own safety is the most important thing. Why don't you listen."
Ning Xiaoling didn't panic and asked, "Who is coming?"
Yu Jin said: "How do I know each other? Don't you know who you have offended? Xiaoling, why don't you hold on for a while while I go find Mr. Shuo Ling to help solve the problem?"
While he was talking, there was a knock on the door.
Yu Jin knocked on the door with some fear. She looked at the men and women outside the door and said, "Who are you? I am the eldest daughter of the Yu family on Yishang Street. I am the one who protects the younger junior sister."
They quickly said: "Senior Sister Yu, you misunderstood. We are here to congratulate Senior Sister Ning."
"Senior Sister Ning? You must be twenty-five or older, so you call me Senior Sister Xiaoling? Why are you pretending to be young?" Yu Jin said disdainfully.
They looked at each other and said: "Nowadays, among the disciples of Shimai, who doesn't know Senior Sister Ning? She has been a great favor to us, so we should respect her. However, the sect is not allowed to give money as gifts, so we hurried to Yishang Street to make custom orders. We put up many banners to express our feelings."
The banners unfolded in unison, bright red.
After half an hour, Ning Xiaoling finally persuaded them all to leave.
She was a little worried. She was a famous person in the sect, and there would be an endless stream of people secretly coming to see her from afar.
Yu Jin finally learned the news that she had won the first prize. She was stunned for a moment and then jumped up, almost pulling the hair off the fish queen's neck.
The fish king gave the reckless little girl a fierce look. He had seen strong winds and waves, so he was not surprised. There was only a hint of approval in his demonic eyes.
Ning Xiaoling looked at the banners hanging on the wall. A bunch of banners similar to "Lord of the Netherworld", "The Strongest Senior Sister of the Ancient Spirit Sect", "Ba Ling Tian Xia" and finally mixed with "Miaoshou Rejuvenation", "Tian Lingling" , Di Ling Ling" and the like to make up the numbers.
Ning Xiaoling randomly selected a few pictures that she liked and showed them to her senior brother later, and gave the rest to Yu Jin.
She knew in her heart that she had just entered Ziting, and her foundation was unstable. She needed to practice hard, but she couldn't let them praise her...
In the wooden hall, Yu Jin held the silk flag and asked questions happily. The Fish King lay on the table and dozed off. Ning Xiaoling rested her chin and silently planned her future path of cultivation. The light from the window came in, and she followed the instructions. The outline of the wooden window squarely leaves a bright pattern on the floor.
Time passes quietly, and it becomes night.
She originally thought that after the Spiritual Valley Competition, her future cultivation path would always be so peaceful.
But Ning Xiaoling did not expect that the hidden thread behind the White Snake Valley would soon reveal its majestic back, shockingly destroying the short-term peace.
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On a snowy night, Mr. Chu walked slowly across the snow-covered ice.
Tomorrow is the last day of the Dragon Mother's banquet, but he has already got an answer he is satisfied with, so he has to leave early.
The Dragon Mother finally chose to speak out about their problems.
The stars in the Caijuan Immortal Palace did not dim with the words of the Dragon Mother, which meant that she was telling the truth.
Since it is true, then this pair of boys and girls are also the people that the host said must be killed.
He is one of the thorn-cutters of Luoshu Tower. Before the gods are revived, they must cut off all variables that may change the outcome.
In the past six months, five ascetics with extraordinary talents and profound Taoist skills have died, just because their fate may have touched Luo Shulou's plan.
Soon, the blood of the Taoist couple will dye the ice sea red.
As for the Dragon Mother... From the moment she was imprisoned in the Caijuan Immortal Palace, she was destined to have wings. What surprised him was that the hundred years of oppression did not actually drive her crazy.
He passed through the high-rise gate of the Caijuan Immortal Palace.
In the cold wind, a red-headed snow eagle broke through the wind.
Mr. Chu stretched out his hand, and the snow eagle landed on his palm.
There is no letter in the eagle's legs, the content of the letter is engraved in the eagle's sharp eyes.
He stared at Yingpu for a while.
The snow eagle broke through the sky and flew back.
Mr. Chu thought about the information he had seen in his eagle eyes before, and felt a little uneasy.
"The eighth floor owner actually wants to take action himself? Who is that woman's background?"
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Luoshu Tower has ten floors. The owner of the building is hidden on the ninth floor, and the tenth floor is the real forbidden area where history is hidden.
The subsequent strengths and weaknesses are arranged from top to bottom.
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Among the nine floors, there is an ancient sword on each floor. It is the sword of the owner of each building, and it is also the ten nodes divided by the thousand-year history carried by the ancient building.
The sword is a scale and a ruler for marking scales.
The Master of the Eighth Floor is an immortal who has entered the Five Paths many years ago. His cultivation is unfathomable. At that time, the Sword Master also gave a very high evaluation: "After the sword is released, the world will fall apart."
He is second only to the building owner in Luoshu Tower.
In addition to the people at the level of the Shenzong leader, who else in Zhongtu is worthy of him personally killing
That woman…
The first time Luo Shulou tracked her down was two months ago.
It was a wasteland near the Kingdom of Thunder, where the Immortal Seeker used an immortal weapon to capture a trace of the residual flow of authority.
The Immortal Seeker didn't take it seriously at first, but after he transmitted this fluctuation of authority back to Luoshu Tower, Luoshu Tower was shocked.
It was a brand new wave that even filled a certain gap in the history of Luoshu Tower.
At first they thought they were messengers from the kingdom of God walking on earth.
But the mysterious man's footprints appear in more and more places.
Finally, Luo Shulou locked her in a month ago.
It was a woman with black robes and silver hair, her face covered by a demon fox mask.
Plans for the hunt were quickly made.
The poster was planning something big and couldn't get out. The other big shots activated the Immortal Sword after discussion.
The landing point of Zhenxian is an empty plain.
They set up a trap on the plain, and according to the original plan, they introduced the woman they missed thousands of miles away into the designed trap step by step. The eight sword-holders from Luoshu Tower were hidden in various places around them. The village blocked all her escape routes after she was seriously injured. Four elders invited by the Ancient Spirit Sect were lying around, waiting for her body to be broken to absorb her soul.
Under the Sword of Suppressing Immortals, a monk in the Five Realms once died out of hatred, and his soul is still detained in the ancient building.
As far as Luo Shulou is concerned, except for Jiange, the other three floors and the eight sect leaders, everyone in the entire Middle Earth is an ant that can be easily crushed to death.
It was a massive but silent hunt.
Everything went according to Luo Shulou's plan, and the mysterious woman with silver hair and ink robe was introduced to the plain.
Men with swords came from all directions and formed a chain with their lives, trapping her in the center for a moment.
The Immortal-Suppressing Sword is like a flaming arrow, shot out from the ancient building and accurately projected thousands of miles away.
The arrowhead rotated to break the airflow, and the arrow feathers burned with red flames.
It is on the side, and there are a series of small flying swords.
These flying swords are not only to stabilize its flight trajectory, but also to create a larger range and more powerful spiritual energy bombardment after landing.
The Sword of Suppressing Immortals hung in the air and flew away.
The plains were ablaze.
The woman was submerged in the center of the explosion.
Everything went smoother than expected. They even felt that they had overestimated her strength and should not waste a Sword of Immortal Suppression.
The difficulty and tediousness of making the Immortal Sword is far greater than that of ordinary swords.
And each handle can only be used once.
After the first wave of violent explosions, the four elders of the Ancient Spirit Sect opened their spiritual nets and contracted inward to prevent her soul, the golden cicada, from escaping.
But the ending was still beyond their expectations.
The mysterious woman not only ran away, but also killed all eight sword-holders and took away the exploded remains of the Immortal Sword.
This was the biggest failure in the construction of Luoshu Tower for thousands of years.
No one knows how she did it.
After that, she seemed to have disappeared into the sea and never appeared again.
The plan that has been planned for many years is finally coming to an end. How can they allow such a monster that may cause changes to suddenly appear in Middle-earth
Finally, after Luo Shulou captured her traces again recently, in order to avoid any eventuality, the owner of the eighth floor personally took the sword out of the building.
On the other side, Luo Shu's other assassination also encountered twists and turns.
That twist and turn was also unexpected.
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In an unknown snowy alley, the sword spirit tore off the blood scarf wrapped around his arm and tied the silver sword to his hand.
He was leaning against the wall, his short white hair reaching the level of his neck.
The face of the Sword Spirit boy was indescribably pale. The black clothes were mixed with blood and clinging to the skin. The torn wounds spread from the cuffs, which was shocking.
He panted slightly, trying to hide his breath as much as possible.
But the killer, who was dressed in black and had a cinnabar tattoo on the back of his neck, was like a hound following the smell of blood and could not get rid of it.
The sword spirit knew that it was the person who killed the royal court.
He didn't know how he was targeted. In short, the assassination came suddenly and the battle line was also extremely long.
This pursuit started without any warning and is now on its seventh day.
He dragged his seriously injured body into the secret passage of the alley, caught the thatch and formed a simple formation to cover his breath.
His ears were pressed against the wall, carefully observing what was going on around him.
In the past, when he was still living in Ning Jiujiu's body, Ning Jiujiu was on the verge of death many times. Seeing that he was about to be implicated, he hated the feeling of being powerless. He wished he could take over that body and personally cut a path through the Jedi. A way out.
Now that he has an independent self, the death situation that Ning Jiujiu has faced has also come to him.
But he felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
He gripped the silver sword tightly, put away distracting thoughts, put his ears close to the wall, and spread the net of his consciousness along the wall, looking for all traces of the fatal horse.
There was a vibration on the tiles.
The sound was as gentle as a sparrow stepping on a tile.
But Sword Spirit knew that it was Wang Ting’s killer.
This killer is already in the Purple Court realm.
And although he was born with a sword body and understood the most profound sure-kill move, as a living being, his path to cultivation still needs to be gradual.
He was at the peak of Longevity Realm and had not yet opened the door of Ziting.
In the night, the sky full of snowflakes affected the exploration of spiritual consciousness.
The killer's footsteps were lighter than snowflakes.
The sword spirit held his breath, and his body sank little by little until he was completely buried in the snow.
He closed his eyes, focusing on nothing, as if he was just a sword left in the snow.
The footsteps of the 'Sparrow' moved away from me.
Then it gradually got closer.
The killer was also circling the long street, using his experience and realm to search for any clues.
Round and round.
He stopped three times on the same roof.
This means that he has searched this long street three times.
Every time you pass, the killer's position will be closer to you.
The snow is getting heavier and heavier.
The killer stopped at the entrance of the alley and looked in.
He walked up the narrow street.
He and Sword Spirit got closer and closer.
The sword spirit's consciousness was pitch black, with the killer being the only point of light.
The characteristics of the Heavenly Mandate Sword Sutra were activated. Even if thousands of troops and horses stepped over him at this moment, he only had this one enemy in his eyes.
The killer passed him.
The silver sword penetrated the snow and stabbed out.
This is the purest sword. Even if the killer is already in the first stage of Ziting, he still cannot react.
The sword pierced his chest, but the killer also made adjustments. Although the sword penetrated his body, it deviated from his heart and failed to hit his vitals.
At this moment, Sword Spirit also knew that he had been fooled.
He clearly felt a bit of bone-gnawing killing intent lighting up behind him.
The earthen wall cracked, and the sword blade stabbed him from behind.
There is more than one killer on this street!
He had already guessed his position and was waiting for the opportunity.
The sword pierced his exhausted body.
The sword spirit groaned miserably, and his vision went dark. The hand holding the silver sword let go, and he knelt down in the snow.
Vaguely, he saw the man in front of him push out the sword blade and make a beheading gesture.
The beheading sword never fell.
At the end of the long street, another person suddenly appeared. That person was a strange woman with outstanding charm.
The two killers were equally shocked. They did not hesitate and drew their swords to kill her.
Their swords were easily broken by her fingers, and their heads were penetrated and sliced off by the broken sword that flew back. Their majestic cultivation in the Purple Garden realm was actually useless.
The woman walked up to him, stretched out her hand, and pulled him up.
"Your performance is acceptable. If you don't have a sword behind your back, you can kill people across borders." The woman said calmly.
Sword Spirit's head was dizzy, and his short hair was covered with cold snow. The snow melted by spiritual power penetrated into his scalp, and the biting coldness brought him some clarity.
"You... who are you?" Sword Spirit's voice was weak.
The woman took off her thick outer cloak and put it on him. As she led him into the depths of the snowy night, she slowly said: "From today on, you are the fourteenth disciple of Jiange. I will be responsible for your cultivation from now on, you can call me...Second Senior Sister."
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It snowed violently and continuously for several nights.
The grand Dragon Mother's Banquet has come to an end. At the end of the Dragon Mother's Banquet, the legendary Dragon Mother dropped the projection herself for the first time in history.
Her beauty is pure, elegant and charming, and the best courtesan in Haiguo looks like an ugly duckling standing in front of her.
If nothing else goes wrong, from today onwards, the portrait of the Dragon Mother will begin to circulate in the Sea Kingdom.
"She was a little too eager to show up." Ning Jiujiu said after leaving Caijuan Immortal Palace.
Lu Marion asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "According to my inquiry, in the past Dragon Mother's Banquet, the Empress would never summon the leader to answer questions, let alone show his face in front of everyone, but this year there is something unusual."
Lu Married said: "A woman as beautiful as her will inevitably feel lonely living in the Immortal Palace all day long. This is not abnormal."
"Maybe I'm overthinking it."
Ning Jiujiu nodded gently. He felt that there was something wrong with the Dragon Mother, but he couldn't pinpoint the specific problem.
The Caijuan Immortal Palace is close to the coast.
The Sea of Destiny has not been frozen in the severe cold, it is endless and the waves are still there.
Qiu Yue wore a hat to cover the snow and looked at the sea water curiously. She asked: "Are we going to see Aunt Xiaoling next?"
Ning Changjiu said: "Dian Huan Sect opened the Immortal Killing Tower and blocked the main route to Gu Ling Sect. Our current state is not suitable for breaking through forcefully."
Lu Marian nodded and said, "But if we want to take a detour, I'm afraid it will take another month."
The Dianhuan Sect sealed off the cliff road and guarded the three cable suspension bridges, prohibiting anyone from passing through. Similarly, more than a dozen business roads were also blocked. Even if many wealthy merchants in Haiguo spent large sums of gold and silver, it would not help.
This matter was directly related to the problem of the Haiyuelou ship at that time. But in their opinion, that matter was not a big deal at all, and there was no need to get into such a stalemate with Haiguo over it.
Ning Jiujiu understood that what was involved behind this was by no means simple. The Haiyuelou ship was probably just an excuse. The Dian Huanzong dared to do this, presumably because of Luo Shulou's instruction.
But what is the purpose of isolating Haiguo from the outside world
They temporarily found an inn to stay and began to search for new roads.
Ning Jiujiu made a few marks on the Kanyu map with a pen, then looked at the sea outside the window and suddenly said: "The Dragon Mother may be in danger."
Sitting cross-legged and meditating, the calm and focused Lu Marian opened her eyes slightly. She recalled the Caijuan Immortal Palace where the Dragon Mother lived, and said puzzledly: "The Dragon Mother's realm has already reached the five realms, and she is sitting in the Immortal Palace. At that time, her level of strength was no different from that of the Five Paths monks, who could threaten her in Haiguo?"
Ning Jiujiu sighed: "That's why things are so scary."
Lu Marry suddenly smiled. She flipped her hand skills on her knees, and while adjusting her spiritual energy, she said: "In any case, it's all the grudges of the big shots in Middle-earth, and it has little to do with those of us who come from the remote areas of Nanzhou."
Ning Jiujiu hummed and said with a smile: "Anyway, we still have to be prepared."
Qiu Yue was eating noodles and listening to them absentmindedly.
When they had almost finished talking, Qiu Yue asked, "Where should we go next? Have you thought about it?"
Ning glanced at her for a long time, handed the Kanyu map in his hand to her side, and said: "You choose."
Qiu Yuewei asked, "How can I understand this?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "There are many lines on it. You start from this point, draw a line, go around these two places, and finally connect it to here."
"Any way you can draw is fine?" Qiu Yue asked.
Ning Jiujiu nodded.
Qiu Yue took the pen, bit the pen barrel and thought for a while, and finally drew a line crookedly.
Ning Jiujiu handed it to Lu Jiaojian.
Lu Marry took a look, with a slightly strange look on her face.
The route Qiu Yue drew was very similar to what they secretly discussed last night.
Two days later, when the heavy snow stopped for the first time, Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiaojiu set off.
They did not choose the path chosen by Qiu Yue.
But not long after, an inexplicable interception still came.
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(There will be no update in the early hours of tonight. Please understand the plot)