The sky bloomed into a sea of silver flowers.
Qiu Yue knelt and sat on Luoshu, receiving the bath of holy light.
This was what she had said to Ning Jiujiu when she was in the Luoshu Earth Core. She had been prepared from the beginning. If nothing could be done, she would sincerely seek refuge in Bai Zang Divine Kingdom.
She is the creation of Tianzang and Mingjun, and is their daughter. She can legitimately accept their inheritance and remains.
This is tolerated by heaven.
As she said before, she can live in the Kingdom of God with the heart of God, and Bai Zang will dedicate it to her when he has to.
Yes... If it really comes to a moment when Bai Zangdu has no choice but to do it, what does the precepts of heaven mean
"Well, you can follow me back to Silver Snow Palace first, and then Lord Bai Zang will make a decision."
Bai Zang needs extra strength to ensure his absolute safety.
No god wants to be the next headless god.
The divine messenger descended from the divine radiance. Her face was beautiful, but that beauty was not flexible. It gave people a feeling of being rigid and solemn, like the sculptures of saints displayed in the temple. She stared at Qiu Yue, who was as big as a grain of rice, and slowly Xu stretched out his hand and handed her the Heart of God.
Ning Jiujiu and the others stood behind Luo Shu, but the divine envoy did not look at them.
The purpose of her arrival was clear.
"Thank you, Lord Envoy of God." Qiu Yue took over the Heart of God. Her body was extremely small compared to the Heart of God, but she was the only person qualified to truly possess it.
The divine envoy spoke slowly: "Tianzang is going to fall."
Qiu Yue said: "Mother Tianzang has never been this big dragon, but this heart. The heart of God will not be annihilated, so my mother will still exist even though she is dead. And this body of my mother, They were just mineral deposits stolen from this star, and now that my mother has returned them to this star, it can be considered as a reconciliation."
The divine envoy did not make any unnecessary remarks.
Silver snowflakes were falling around her, and apart from her form and words, she couldn't feel the slightest bit of human aura.
She looked to the east and said, "Mu Lingtong escaped."
Mu Lingtong has been planning for hundreds of years and has also prepared a backup plan.
The body of the Dragon Mother was one of her back-ups. She hid a ray of her soul in the Dragon Mother's body. In the previous instant battle with the Silver Snow Palace Divine Envoy, the punishment from heaven fell from the sky. She decisively used Nirvana. The method abandoned his body, and his soul was transmitted to the body of the Dragon Mother over a distance.
She will be reincarnated and awaken again from that body.
Qiu Yue was startled at first. She knew how powerful Mu Lingtong was, but if it was really the Lord of Bai Zang who was peeping here, how could Mu Lingtong have a chance to escape
She immediately understood Bai Zang's intention and said: "Mingjun is my father. Now his inheritance and remains should be in the deepest part of the ancient Lingzong Hades ruins, which is where Mu Lingtong escaped. If the divine envoy wants to If you are chasing Mu Lingtong, you can take me with you, and I will go and fish out dad's remains."
The angel nodded.
This is also the reason why Mu Lingtong had a chance to escape.
"Thank you, Lord Divine Envoy." Qiu Yue thanked him and said, "This way I can bring my father's bones back from the depths of the netherworld. My father has not been able to live in peace all these years, which makes my daughter feel distressed."
When Ning Changjiu and others heard these words, they had a different meaning.
If the Kingdom of God pursues Mu Lingtong and destroys her plan, then it will be impossible for the Ancient Spirit Sect to turn into the Kingdom of the Underworld. The Kingdom of God is a human guardian and will not kill living beings and kill innocent people, so it can be settled with their hands. This matter does seem to be the best choice.
Qiu Yue was about to follow the envoy up.
In the sky, a voice suddenly came from a distant place.
It was a clear, girlish voice. There was only unparalleled indifference in the voice, without any impurities.
"Crossing the line."
The voice only said these three words.
The divine envoy bowed to the sky, and then said to Qiu Yue: "There is no need to go to Hades anymore, come with me."
Qiu Yue was puzzled and said: "If Mu Lingtong is not killed, no one in the entire Ancient Ling Sect, from practitioners to thousands of servants, will be spared. If Hades continues to expand, all the surrounding city-states will be annexed. This will Is it still not enough to destroy a city or a country?"
The divine envoy said: "It's not enough, because the master has judged that the disaster will not happen in the established reality."
Qiu Yue was puzzled. With the ancient spirit sect facing such a catastrophe, who in their sect had the potential to eliminate disasters? Is it the most mysterious sect leader who calls himself the disaster
No matter what, Qiu Yue is always a little regretful.
She followed the divine envoy to the hidden Silver Snow Palace.
The little girl climbed into the sky, suddenly looked back and looked at Ning Changjiu.
Ning Jiujiu was also looking at her.
She smiled, crossed her slender palms across her neck, and made a motion of wiping his neck.
Ning looked at her calmly for a long time, watching her go away.
The silver snow rolls back.
…
The psychological pressure was finally lifted.
Lu Married's face was pale. She pursed her dry lips and fell to the ground, looking a little weak. Ning Changjiu quickly leaned down to support her. He gently stroked her chest and helped her straighten her breath. Lu Married Marry shook her head slightly, indicating that she was fine.
The divine thought came down earlier, and the words that were suspected of being Bai Zang came back for a long time. Even though Lu Yuaiyu had perfected the sword body, she still lacked the divinity to fight against it, and she was eventually affected.
Siming's arms were slightly bent, and his slender fingers were flying in front of him, and strands of silver-white light were wrapped around his fingers like blue silk.
The halo between her fingers was beginning to form, and she stretched out her fingers and gently tapped Lu Yuai's eyebrows.
Lu Marry's expression softened.
Siming hugged her gently and warned her coldly: "In the future, when you encounter something invincible, just bow your head. There is no need to show off your mental strength."
Lu Marian held her head on her arm, nodded and said, "Well... thank you, sister."
Siming comforted Lu Marian for a while, then looked at Ning Changjiu and said, "Things seem to be turning around."
Ning Jiujiu nodded.
The previous conversation between Qiu Yue and the divine envoy seemed to imply that the disaster of the Ancient Spirit Sect would not happen.
Each of the Divine Kingdoms is infinitely close to omniscience and omnipotence in their respective years. Since Bai Zang has made such a judgment, everything will be fine.
"Don't worry, your junior sister should be safe." Siming said: "Mu Lingtong is at the end of his strength. Let's go find Ning Xiaoling together and kill Mu Lingtong together."
Lu Marry also calmed down, and everything seemed to have settled. She thought about Ning Xiaoling's cute and charming appearance, and smiled tiredly: "It's good that Xiaoling is fine. When she sees us, she will be very happy." Be happy."
Ning Jiujiu could not relax at all, and the uneasiness in his heart did not fade away at all.
"What's wrong?" Lu Marry noticed his strange mood and looked at him.
Ning Changjiu seemed to be thinking about something. He shook his head slightly and did not answer. He suddenly looked at Siming and asked: "Mu Lingtong returned to the underworld. In such a bad state, how can we stop the disaster from spreading in the underworld? Don't we need to use our lives to do it?" fill?"
Siming said: "Bai Zang even claims that everything is fine, so what are you worried about?"
Ning Jiujiu continued to ask: "What is needed to suppress Hades?"
Siming was a little helpless at his stubborn question. She thought for a while and said, "If you imagine Hades as a broken kingdom of God, then to suppress it, you need someone with sufficient authority."
Ning Jiujiu clenched his teeth, and the air lingering around his lips seemed to have been cold for a long time.
"Husband? What's wrong?" Lu Marian looked at his expression and felt very worried.
Ning Jiujiu looked at Lu Marry and asked, "Do you still remember what happened in Linhe City?"
"Huh?" Lu Marian didn't know why he mentioned this.
Ning Jiujiu said: "Xian'er's divine envoy said many things on the day of departure. She once said that after the collapse of Madam Bai's kingdom, the authority of the underworld that originally belonged to Madam Bai did not know where it fell. At that time, we all I thought it was either Han Xiaosu or Shubai..."
Lu Marian nodded slightly. She was still a little confused, but when she saw Ning Changjiu's solemn eyes, she immediately understood.
"Xiaoling?!" Lu Jiaoyue blurted out.
Ning Jiujiu hummed and said: "Maybe... the person who got that authority is really the junior sister."
…
…
The dusk of Gu Ling Sect has not yet dissipated.
Ning Xiaoling sat in the wooden hall, spread out her notes and read through them carefully. After reading it several times, Ning Xiaoling's head felt a slight pain. She pinched her cheeks and turned to the first page of the book while freeing her mind. Page, looking at the lifelike senior brother painted on the title page, he was in a daze.
Unknowingly, the first real meeting with my senior brother was more than three years ago. But every time I think of those past events, the cool autumn rain in Zhao Kingdom's imperial city still seems to be lightly dancing on my cheeks.
Ning Xiaoling often misses those things, for fear that she will forget them.
Yu Jin rested her chin and dozed off. Her realm was only between the first realm and the middle realm of Tongxian. Even in this lineage, which was almost at the bottom of the entire sect, she was still at the bottom. But she always looks carefree. In the past, she had a glimmer of the illusion that she might be a genius, so she practiced very hard. Now that she has met Ning Xiaoling, she has completely given up her resistance to talent. , I just want to live happily for a few years, and then go home to compete with my brothers for the family property.
Every disciple in the wooden hall has his own ideas. Some of them are hiding in the corner and exchanging strange books, some are lying on the table and taking a nap, some are reading books without eating and sleeping, and some are writing in notebooks. Painting, some discussed going to the lake to fry fish together.
The words of the disciples chatting in their spare time were ringing in their ears, sometimes accompanied by laughter. The leaves outside were rustling. The Fish King walked slowly from the roof of the wooden hall opposite with light and steady steps, looking up at the sky. , it seems to be recalling a certain period of time.
The time is so peaceful.
Ning Xiaoling looked at the portrait of her senior brother for a long time, then straightened her clothes and hair, stood up slowly, and walked out of the door.
"Xiao Ling, where are you going?" Yu Jin asked.
Ning Xiaoling said: "Just take a walk."
Yu Jin snorted and didn't pay much attention.
Ning Xiaoling's face looked calm.
She knew that this calmness was false. When she was sitting on the chair, her petite body was trembling, and goosebumps were appearing in waves... It was obviously not cold today, but why was the wind blowing on her skin so cold
Ning Xiaoling looked at the dusk, always feeling that something was waiting for her.
So she followed the call from the bottom of her heart and walked out.
The Fish King stood on the roof, watching her from a distance.
"Hey, my feeling is indeed correct. No wonder I saw such a scene when I met her." The Fish King couldn't help but think of his first real meeting with Ning Xiaoling.
It was dying at that time. When it raised its head, it saw Ning Xiaoling's pretty face and the dark country oppressing its pupils.
The creatures from the black kingdom cling to the demon eyes like insect shadows. The majestic divine pillar stands high in the sky, with creatures like dragons and pythons entwining around it. The glimmer of white feathers is the only bright color in the entire world.
At that time, I thought it was just an illusion after hearing the word "True Listen".
Later, it discovered that the aura on the girl's body was becoming more and more familiar. That aura came from the same lineage as the Netherworld Scroll, the source of its power in the past, so its feeling was unmistakable.
This little girl has a great background.
It watched Ning Xiaoling walking towards the distance. The cat's claws moved but failed to take a step forward.
The orange halo dyed its hair, making it look like a little lion.
But its eyes are not like those of a lion, but like a dead fish floating in turbid water.
…
In the Ancient Spirit Sect, many elders with advanced cultivation levels left the sect on this day. Some of them were waiting for one of them to achieve enlightenment and ascend to heaven, while others were unwilling to take risks and left the sect quietly.
The great elder guarding the gate of Jiuyou Palace disappeared.
Zhu Ding sat in the great elder's original position, looking at the palace building in the dusk, his eyes changing.
In the Jiuyou Palace, the black-robed and ageless Hui stood in front of the underworld. The ancient cow lying next to him had his hourglass drained and suddenly opened his eyes.
On the light curtain of the Hades cave, circles of ripples suddenly rippled.
Fu breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly knelt down in front of the temple. He recalled the world-famous magnificence of Mu Ling Tong and knelt down sincerely. His slightly trembling voice contained long-lasting nostalgia: "Are you back?"
However, the voice that responded to him was not the voice in his memory. The voice in his memory was always cold and unhurried. It seemed like a wise man who was strategizing and had seen through all the mysteries in the world, and was indifferent to everything.
But now, the woman's voice behind the light curtain sounded indescribably tired, even slightly hoarse in her weakness, as if she was on the verge of death.
"Open the sacrifice...many people from the sect..."
Her words were brief.
After being shocked, Huocao realized that this was the voice of Senior Mu Lingtong, but for some reason, she had been seriously injured.
Sacrifice... people from the Manchu clan
Huo thought about this decision and quickly understood that the authority that Senior Mu Lingtong had at the moment could no longer suppress the underworld, so she wanted to refine the entire ancient spirit sect's authority into her body to suppress the underworld.
This was one of the plans they had decided on from the very beginning as a last resort.
Mu Lingtong decided to activate it.
In the Ancient Spirit Sect, each disciple is assigned a thin copper ring when he enters the school. It is said that the ring contains a fragment of the power of the underworld king, which can speed up the disciple's cultivation speed.
But this is actually a lie.
Instead of helping his disciples practice, this thin copper ring would secretly absorb their power and strengthen himself.
Every disciple is unknowingly contributing to the Ancient Spirit Sect's biggest conspiracy in hundreds of years. However, if the power of this ring is forcibly taken back, it will be tantamount to killing the goose that lays the egg.
"Are you sure?" Hui confirmed.
Mu Lingtong's voice became weaker and weaker. She tried her best to calm down and repeated in clear words:
"Sure! You should understand that if I...if I can't control Hades, everyone will die."
On the light screen, Mu Lingtong's weak but extremely beautiful face vaguely emerged.
That face was like a dream in the water.
Looking at that face, Huo's mind suddenly calmed down.
What does Manzong's life mean? He was trained by his senior, and he should follow her to the death.
"yes."
Huo replied.
In the sky above Jiuyou Palace, red light shot straight into the sky.
When countries encounter unequal wars, if they want to win, they can only pay for it with human lives.
But this is different from ordinary national wars. This is an invisible war.
The place where Ming Jun's bones were buried has long been turned into a broken divine kingdom, which is basically a bottomless pit.
It is not certain whether the disaster will happen, whether it will be enough if the lives of all the people in the clan are filled in.
This decision was made without anyone knowing.
Death spreads from near to far, silently.
Until now, the dusk was still extremely peaceful.
Ning Xiaoling disappeared from sight. The fish king stepped on the tiles and jumped from the roof. It walked dejectedly into the wooden hall. Yu Jin was stretching lazily. When he saw it coming in, Yu Jin joked with it. : "Why are you back? Junior sister Xiaoling is out. You can go and play with her."
The Fish King thought to himself, I am not going to die.
He is an old cat, his ambitions have faded, and he just wants to spend his old age quietly.
It ignored Yu Jin and walked towards the back, to its own seat.
The disciple next to him smiled at Yu Jin and said, "Why do you talk to a cat every day? What can it understand?"
Yu Jin snorted and said, "I don't talk to you even if I talk to the cat. Besides, Xiao Ling said it is very spiritual. Maybe one day you will not be as good as it."
"Hahaha, junior sister is really good at joking."
"Are you kidding me? How many points did you get on the last paper? If I sprinkle some dried fish on the paper for Xiaodi, she will probably get more points than you."
The Fish King felt bored listening to their childish conversation.
It lay on the table and fell asleep quietly.
The sunlight falling on the table dyed its hair golden, making it look majestic. But it's just a cat, and its eyes never look like a lion's.
The last class begins, which is a theoretical test on the Heart Sutra of Sword Art.
Mr. Shuoling came from the door holding a roll of paper and distributed it to them.
Yu Jin looked at the empty chair strangely, thinking where are the young people? Although Xiaoling has entered Ziting and does not need to attend classes, she never skips classes. She always sits in the wooden hall... Where are she today? It's so strange.
Hand out the rice paper. The questions above are very simple. There will be four sentences under each question. Just choose the one you think is right. There are fifty questions in total.
Yu Jin started to do it distressedly.
Suddenly, the Ancient Spirit Sect started to move.
…
In the center of Jiuyou Hall, the breath of death spread. Except for the culprit, several elders guarding the hall were instantly killed, turned into fragments of authority, and thrown into the light curtain of the gate of Hades.
To worship the elders of the Purple Court Realm, it takes a huge price to train them, but at this moment, it seems worthless.
Although their realm is high, they have not reached the five realms, and the authority they can squeeze out is still too little. For the underworld, it is a drop in the bucket.
In the underworld, the wooden spirit pupil hidden in the dragon mother's body, waiting for rebirth, also sensed despair.
Her true body was shattered outside Luoshu Tower, and most of her strength was lost, which was not enough to stay here.
Today is the end of the Ancient Spirit Sect.
Many elders with keen senses want to escape, but the gate of Hades is closed, how can they escape
Zhu Ding has a chance to leave.
He was old, and after thinking about it all night, he indeed chose to leave, not wanting to make meaningless sacrifices here.
As long as they don't take their disciples away in large numbers, disaster will not stop them.
Zhu Ding planned to leave with only Ning Xiaoling, who was the only girl he wanted to take as his disciple.
He walked out from the gate of Jiuyou Palace.
But Ning Xiaoling happened to come face to face.
Zhu Ding frowned and asked, "Xiao Ling? What are you doing here?"
"Uncle." Ning Xiaoling bowed and asked, "Uncle, can you tell me what happened?"
Zhu Ding had roughly guessed the reason and said: "Mu Lingtong's plan failed. She wanted to sacrifice blood all over the city in exchange for strength. You should quickly throw away the ring on your hand. Although it will damage a lot of cultivation, it will ultimately save your life." Important... Alas, I still have enough energy left to take you away."
Ning Xiaoling asked: "What about them?"
Zhu Ding sighed and shook his head: "They... can't do anything."
Ning Xiaoling asked: "Will they all die?"
Zhu Ding nodded and said, "Stop asking any more questions. If you drag it on any longer, you will die too."
Ning Xiaoling said: "Uncle, please go, I want to go in and have a look."
Zhu Ding looked at her face and asked, "Aren't you surprised at all when disaster strikes?"
Ning Xiaoling was surprised, but along the way, the power hidden in her body gradually emerged from the deepest place and was revealed.
This authority belongs to Mrs. Bai.
She sensed the power of authority and saw many almost prophetic images.
These pictures correspond to Zhu Ding’s words.
Ning Xiaoling lowered her head, pursed her lips tightly, and the knuckles of her fingers that were holding the corners of her skirt turned slightly white. After a long time, she raised her head and said, "Uncle Zhu Ding, my master is in Nanzhou, his name is Lu Marian. You go out." Then I will look for my master and tell her not to worry about Xiaoling, Xiaoling has gone to find her senior brother."
With that said, she loosened her grip on the skirt of her skirt and bowed to Zhu Ding.
Zhu Ding was slightly startled, and then said sternly: "Although you won the first place in the Linggu Competition, do you really think you are the son of destiny? You are just a first-level Ziting, and your life is not enough! You still don't want to die in vain. , your master and senior brother are waiting for you."
"Senior brother... he is dead." Ning Xiaoling's words were so sad for the first time. She had cheered herself up countless times in the past, saying that she would work hard to practice and fish out her senior brother, but she knew that there was no way to survive in such a forbidden place, let alone his senior brother. When entering the abyss, the only realm is longevity...
She came back to her senses, looked at the Ancient Spirit Sect in the setting sun, and said: "There are more than three thousand people here. I know many of them. They call me Senior Sister. In fact, I am not that old. They are all older than me... "
She spoke calmly, her voice suddenly choked with sobs.
Zhu Ding looked at the girl, the breath of death was approaching, and suddenly he burst into tears and broke down in sobs.
Ning Xiaoling said goodbye to him and walked out of Jiuyou Palace.
Jiuyou Palace opened its door and welcomed her arrival.
There was no one along the way, and she walked all the way to the deepest point.
A man in black robes and an ancient cow stared at her.
"Is this here?" Ning Xiaoling asked, pointing to the light screen.
The man in black robe looked at her deeply.
Who is she? Are you a disciple of the sect? Why did Jiuyou Palace take the initiative to let her go despite the restrictions along the way
Huo looked at her doubtfully and nodded slowly.
Ning Xiaoling walked to the light curtain.
Senior brother, you must have been waiting for Xiaoling for a long time... Xiaoling came late.
With tears streaming down her cheeks, she gently lifted up her skirt and stepped in with some reserve.
…
The earthquake in Gu Ling Sect subsided.
Huo looked at the light curtain and asked softly: "Is that enough?"
The fragments of authority of the entire sect may not be enough together, but she can fill it all by herself
If that's the case... it's truly a first-class blessing.
"not enough."
After a while, Mu Lingtong's voice came out.
"Not even close..."
The death energy of the netherworld is still spreading.
Ning Xiaoling floated in the void and sank slowly. She opened her eyes and looked at the dark surroundings. She was a little disappointed when she heard that the sound was not enough.
Isn’t it enough?…
Will everyone still die? including me…
Her heart gradually became silent.
…
In the wooden hall of the Yuling lineage, Ning Xiaoling did not return for a long time.
The sky is getting dark.
The Fish King suddenly opened his eyes, jumped to Ning Xiaoling's seat, picked up her paper in his mouth, and then walked back to the last row.
It spread the paper on the table, then put its paw into the inkstone of the person next to it, dipped it in ink, and printed on the answer sheet one after another.
Flowing clouds and flowing water, all in one go.
Fifty questions were selected in one go without any hesitation.
The ink on the claws is just dry.
It picked up the paper, jumped onto Mr. Ling's podium, and was the first to hand in the paper and walk out.
Everyone stopped writing and stared in shock at the strangely behaving cat.
Is this... cat crazy
Mr. Ling was even more shocked. She thought this was just the cat's nonsense, but she picked up the paper, scanned it hastily, and was completely stunned.
All... all right? !
The fish king ignored anyone's gaze and walked away.
It walked towards the direction of Jiuyou Palace.
The dusk light has disappeared, and the golden glow on his hair has disappeared, but his eyes are open, like a lion's.