In winter, there is constant snow.
Spring is far away, and the mountains thousands of miles away are covered with snow. In the cold winter season, the rugged rocks are turned into snow-white jade.
In the command building, Ning sat alone in white clothes for a long time, admiring this scenery every day.
The land of Middle-earth is so vast that even the eighty-one countries closest to the Tianbang would take seven days to reach with a sword. A little girl who played chess with him at the Rihai State Banquet was said to be from there.
He didn't plan to stay in the building for too long. In a month, he would return to the Ancient Spirit Sect and work with Siming to check and fill in the gaps in Ming Lord's authority.
During these snowy days, he spent most of his time studying Liu Junzhuo's sword.
This is the sword of the second disciple of Jiange, and it is among the top five swords in the entire Middle-earth.
He held the hilt of the sword and wanted to see if there were any other inscriptions on the sword besides the word "Kunlun".
But he found that he could not pull out the sword.
Every inch the sword is unsheathed, the sword intention in the hand becomes heavier. This heaviness spans the body and mind, almost doubling the weight. He hadn't even pulled out half of it, and he couldn't move any further. He felt that every bone was filled with thousands of kilograms of lead. The bones creaked under the pressure, and there was a heart-pounding pain in his soul.
If he pulls it out again, it won't be him who pulls out the sword. But this 'Kunlun' fairy sword pulled his soul out of his body.
Ning Jiujiu had no choice but to give up.
But even so, the sword intent contained in the scabbard was still of great benefit to his Dao cultivation. The sword's sword intention is majestic and majestic. When the sword's edge reflects the snow, the glowing rainbow floating in the sword's light is like the majestic Kunlun. It's as if a single strike of the sword can open up mountains and conquer the sea, breaking through the vast oceans.
Ning Jiujiu tried to refine these sword intentions, but the sword intentions were unruly and unruly. Like sharp stones in the stream, it would take an extremely long time to really wash away their sharpness.
The Sword of the Sword Pavilion is indeed worthy of its reputation.
Ning Jiujiu did not make any more attempts. He just placed the sword across his knees, using the sword spirit in the sword to temper his body and polish his soul, so that his sword skills could be improved to a higher level.
His original sword intention was more sophisticated than strong, but it just complemented this sword.
As for the silver crown...it goes well with Marry.
Marry...
Alas, I don’t know how Marry and Xiaoling are doing now.
Ning Jiujiang raised his head to look at the snow, his eyes set in the southeast direction, and he was lost in thought for a long time.
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It’s also snowing in Gulingzong.
In the dim room, the colorful curtains painted with little ghosts hung silently, and there were several half-sheathed swords on the weapon racks. The sword blades were like mirrors, reflecting little sparks.
The spark came from the auspicious beast copper stove burning in the center. A pair of snow-white catkins swayed softly on the stove, and the white wrists reflected a faint crimson color.
The woman wore a well-tailored white dress that perfectly outlined the curves of her body. She simply put her hair in a bun like clouds, without any makeup, and her face as pure as jade looked at the snow outside the window lattice, leisurely in trance.
It was Lu Marion.
Before she was twenty-four years old, she liked this, sitting alone in an unlit room in the quiet afternoon, opening her bright eyes in the darkness and looking out at the bright and colorful scenery outside the window.
Ning Changjiu's departure happened more than a month ago in the blink of an eye.
In a few days, the beautiful branches and jade leaves at the window will turn into delicate flower trees.
Lu Marian bent her knees and pillowed her legs, feeling the temperature in her palms. The sword intention she had comprehended flowed through her body, flowing like clouds and water like her curves.
There are fewer people coming to the sect today. Most of the sects have handed over their authority and exchanged it for equivalent secret books.
The passage of these secret books in the next hundred years may change the situation of the Ancient Spirit Sect's sole control of the Netherworld, but Si Ming does not care. Although she is the leader of the sect, she is more like a faint king who is fishing in the lake and has no sense of belonging to the sect. , just want to support his young prince to ascend to the throne.
And the young prince was interpreting the meaning of the word "fox fakes tiger's power" every day - under the huge curtain standing by Si Ming, swaying nine flaming tails, revealing a huge figure.
After those visitors left tremblingly, Ning Xiaoling used her little paws to spread out the rolled up plush mat, then lay down on the mat, pulled her ears together, and took a nap while holding the tail in the middle.
Sometimes, when Sister Siming is not around, she will hide under the other eight big tails, gently pinch her tail with one paw, and cover her mouth with the other paw to prevent any sound.
But today, when she was pinching her tail, the phantom in black dress appeared silently in front of the throne.
Ning Xiaoling was very calm and immediately closed her eyes.
Siming tugged on her ears and said, "Stop pretending to be asleep, get up."
Ning Xiaoling opened her eyes weakly, with sleepy eyes, and said vaguely: "Marry... marry the master?"
Siming snatched the tail from her arms, squeezed it hard, and sneered at the girl's cries of fox, "You little fox, do you think you can hide the fox tail in front of me?"
"Sister Siming, I was wrong... let me go." Ning Xiaoling was lifted up by her tail, her claws subconsciously scratched out of thin air, and she quickly surrendered to Siming.
Siming played with Ning Xiaoling's fox tail for a while, then hung her limp body around his neck and said: "The authority here has been collected completely. I have nothing to do recently. I will take you for a walk on the street. .”
Ning Xiaoling said softly: "Thank you, Sister Siming, for always helping me."
Siming said: "Well, it will be more comfortable after the fox fur has been raised."
"Sister, what are you going to do!" Ning Xiaoling trembled.
Siming smiled and said, "Let's go call your master together."
"Yeah." Ning Xiaoling nodded. She urgently needed her master to share the oppression.
Siming smiled and said: "I heard that Marian Hu has been practicing swordsmanship hard recently to take revenge on me. It is said that he has reached the peak of Ziting and is about to break through the five paths."
Ning Xiaoling was refreshed and happy in her heart, but she was very smart and immediately realized that this might be a conspiracy. She shook her head gently and said: "Sister Siming is so good, how can we think about revenge? What's more, sister is so good Awesome, even if Master wants to win against you, he is just wishful thinking!"
Ning Xiaoling, humiliated by Siming's power, has temporarily betrayed Master Marry's camp.
Siming touched her head and said, "The little mouth is so sweet."
So, Si Ming wrapped her around his neck, went to the pavilion where Lu Jiaojiao meditated, knocked on the door gently, and called Lu Jiaojiao to come.
Lu Marian's peaceful mind was disturbed, but she did not dare to get angry at Si Ming, so she had to accompany him obediently.
After she left, a black bird suddenly landed on the branch she had been watching quietly. The black bird picked up the branch, flapped its wings and flew away.
No one noticed.
"Sister, how have you been practicing Taoism lately? Is it going well?" Si Ming asked casually.
Lu Yuai's practice has been going very smoothly recently. She has successively comprehended several thresholds, and the opportunities she gained in the past have also been digested within this month, becoming nutrients for the Tao realm.
But she responded softly: "Marry is a bit stupid. Not only is my practice not going well these days, but there are signs of the river flowing back... I have been worried for many days. I think my sister saw that I was depressed, so she wanted to go out with me." ?”
"..." Siming narrowed his eyes, looked at this beautiful swordsman in snow and white clothes, and said, "It's a sword that would rather break than bend, why is it like this?"
Lu Marian blinked and said innocently: "I have always admired my sister. The heart of a sword cannot be broken by force, but it can be warmed by love. My sister is the latter."
"Well, Xiaoling thinks so too." Ning Xiaoling, who was pretending to be a scarf, raised her paw and nodded in agreement.
Si Ming knew it was a lie, but he still accepted it... It seemed that the master and apprentice were very well-behaved.
She nodded expressionlessly and said, "Wearing such plain clothes all day long, it's no wonder that Ning Jiujiu is always out having sex. My sister will take you to buy something nice today."
white? Does this mean I'm stupid... Lu Marian looked at her black dress that had remained unchanged for thousands of years, and she dared not speak out in anger.
Siming took them to Yishang Street. When leaving, let the Fish King guard the door. If anyone else comes to hand over the authority, let him entertain him. The Fish King barks and is also very well-behaved.
Siming finally regained the feeling of being in a high position when he was a priest.
It's just that there was still a Divine Lord on top at the beginning, but now in the Ancient Spirit Sect, it is truly lawless and self-reliant.
"In the past few days, many stone tablets, ancient trees, and rocks have appeared with orders." Si Ming walked silently in the snow and said leisurely: "Ning Jiujiu is said to have won a great disciple of the Shenzong, and then he won the fourteenth disciple of the Jiange. The disciple was defeated, and the second disciple of Jiange was so angry that he broke the rules and broke into the Heavenly Ranking... Oh, it is indeed him, he can make some noise wherever he goes."
"It's been like this all these years." Lu Marion said helplessly: "Compared with the past, this news is nothing to mention."
Si Ming hummed and said, "It is said that the second and fourteenth disciples of that sword pavilion are both extremely beautiful."
Lu Marry was slightly startled, then she pretended to be stupid and said, "What does Sister Xue Ci mean by this?"
Siming said: "There are four female disciples in Jiange. I went to Tianbang and met two of them. Ning Changchun's life is full of peach blossom trees."
Lu Marian said firmly: "It's just a coincidence. I haven't known them for a long time. It's just a chance meeting. How can you fall in love with someone when you see them? I believe him!"
Siming smiled lightly: "My sister is still too stupid. Maybe next time we meet, there will be a little girl next to him."
"Anyway, I just believe him." Lu Marion finally mustered up the courage to talk back.
Siming was not annoyed and said: "Then just wait until he comes back... Hey, you stupid girl, I don't know how many sisters he has hooked up with, so you don't believe him."
Lu Marian lowered her head and stopped talking. Her beautiful back looked lonely in the wind and snow.
Ning Xiaoling felt that the atmosphere was not right, and immediately said: "I also believe in senior brother, um... When senior brother comes back, Xiaoling will notify you as soon as possible! If he dares to bring a girl back by then, we will go catch him together , don’t give him a chance to hide it!”
A moment of silence.
Siming turned her head slightly and looked at the cute little fox on her shoulder. She narrowed her eyes. She caught the key point and asked, "The first time? How did you... know about it in the first time?"
Ning Xiaoling immediately remembered what happened on New Year's Eve and realized something was wrong. She covered her mouth and said vaguely: "Xiaoling... Xiaoling just guessed!"
"Really?" Siming stretched his hand to her tail and began to torture her. Lu Jiaoyue sighed softly and had no choice but to cast a helpless look.
In the end, Ning Xiaoling confessed the matter of everlasting unity.
"Okay, it turns out you were the traitor that night." Siming finally cracked the case and said, "I'll tell you, I was so good at disguising that day, how could I possibly be discovered? It turns out it was you who secretly summoned me."
Ning Xiaoling said with tears in her eyes: "Oh... I didn't mean it."
Siming asked: "A marriage letter has such a magical effect. It seems that Ning Changjiu's disciple is indeed not simple. When the time comes, I must pay a visit to see who it is."
Ning Xiaoling closed her ears like a folded-eared fox. Her mouth trembled, her flesh pad resting on her head, wiping her teary eyes, and said against her will: "Anyway, she's definitely not as powerful as my sister."
"By the way, sister Marry, are you hiding this from me as well?" Siming asked.
Lu Marry quickly distanced herself from the relationship. She looked at Xiao Ling sternly and said, "It turns out that Xiao Ling has been hiding the truth from Master at such an important time."
Ning Xiaoling felt even more aggrieved.
Siming asked again: "Does Zhao Xiang'er know about the same thing?"
Ning Xiaoling shook her head: "Sister Xiang'er doesn't know yet."
Siming smiled and said: "Well, it's better to keep this kind of thing a secret. If she finds out, she will definitely be beaten."
Ning Xiaoling said: "It doesn't matter, Sister Siming will definitely protect me!"
"Xiao Ling is getting better and better." Si Ming smiled and said, "It is said that Zhao Xiang'er is related to the Suzaku Kingdom?"
"Yes." Ning Xiaoling said.
Siming snorted softly, thinking that although the descendants of the Kingdom of God were superior to the human world, as long as the other party was not the Lord of the Suzaku God, how could they defeat him
Lu Marian and Ning Xiaoling were already looking down upon her, and she was looking forward to the scene where she would meet that proud and arrogant girl and then make her obedient.
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Heavy snow in the world.
But above the heavy snow, there is still an unseen sky.
To the west of Middle-earth, known as the edge of the world, under the junction of the sky and the sea of ruins, countless bubbles penetrate each other like phantoms, floating silently in the heaven and earth. They are invisible to the naked eye, just like the supreme beauty among the smoke and fragrance.
It is a wonderful world that lives alone outside the world.
At noon, faint clouds have appeared in the western sky. This kind of clouds is high in the sky, remote and remote, forming a sea of light.
These foam-like worlds are floating and sinking in the flow of light, and they are filled with brilliant colors. From time to time, flaming butterflies fly out and flutter into another world.
And the bubble world is far from as small as you can see. Every bubble is boundless and vast. In the meantime, there are all the fairy mountains hanging in the sea of clouds, the vast sea and the stars are upside down, white cranes and fairy deer walk together, and there are thousands of islands in the sky, all like drunken cups, floating in the wind like clouds.
The most mysterious thing is that every flower and every grain of sand here hides a mysterious world, and the flowers, plants and trees in the world in the sand also hide the world, and so on.
Even if a mortal or a practitioner is lucky enough to enter this place by mistake, he will be lost forever and cannot distinguish the darkness from the darkness.
And these thousands of bubbles surround a world.
This is the main world among the three thousand worlds.
This world is endless.
Red fireworks kept burning in the sky, and phoenixes burning in flames flew like butterflies in the sky, holding the seeds of the fireworks into soft feathers. Huge whales also rolled in the sea of fire in the sky. Its body is flapping its wings like a giant roc, and on its head like an isolated island, fire flows like lava.
Below, water and clouds rush and collide in thousands of mountains and valleys, birds and fish shuttle and meet among them, peach blossoms bloom in the sea, and fallen red turns into coral. The flow of the atmosphere is silent, wrapping everything around to form a vast and boundless ocean. round.
And in the center of this circle, a pavilion hangs.
This is said to be a 100-story high-rise building, but because only the 100th floor was built, it looks like a castle in the air on an isolated island.
This pavilion is also circular, with cornices and horns arranged symmetrically, like an exquisite core sculpture.
In the pavilion, a girl who is more graceful than the three thousand worlds is lying on the table where the clouds gather. Her slender green silk hair is like the wind hanging on the clouds. The bright and dim colors in the clouds make the girl's pure face look like a painted painting. She seems to be in silence. Sleeping, with drooped eyelids and pillowed cheeks on the sleeves, slightly messy strands of hair brushing past the cheeks, with the graceful ends touching the thin and upturned lips, making it look like a picture.
The castle in the air rotated silently, wisps of light leaked from the gaps, and the red and purple shadows were as thin as snow on the girl's white skirt.
Suddenly, a beam of light was blocked, and a dark bird flickered its wings, fell along the stream of light, and landed gently on the table.
Jiuyu holds a twig in his beak.
Zhao Xianger opened her eyes gently, her curled eyelashes touching the light.
Compared to the time in the human world, the girl is more childlike, like a real fairy or goddess. Her temperament and appearance are indescribably beautiful, beyond the comparison of Chen Yuluoyan. She seems to be standing in the human world, and the heavy snow in the human world does not dare to fall. Standing on the seaside, on the sea The waves will no longer rise.
The girl came back to her senses from her trance and looked at the qiongzhi in the nine-feather beak.
She took it gently and nodded. Jiuyu flew back.
The girl sat upright and elegant. She stretched out her white jade hand and pinched a cloud. The cloud turned into a jade cup. She pressed the edge of her sleeve with her other hand and took a sip to moisten her thin lips.
Then she unfolded the Qiongzhi, her eyes fell into the world of Qiongzhi, and she looked at each other for a while with Lu Marioni, who was holding her bare hands against the fire in the dark room.
Then, she looked at other pictures and was lost in thought for a long time.
Sometimes she frowned, sometimes she was slightly annoyed, sometimes she smiled, and most of the time she was expressionless.
Zhao Xiang'er sits in the Three Thousand Worlds. She is the master of this archipelago-like world, and is also equivalent to the king and heaven here.
She wants to maintain the order of the Three Thousand Worlds, and at the same time, she will occasionally set her sights on the human world.
In the name of caring for the common people, the girl asked Jiuyu to record many messages from the human world. She watched them at a glance, and then stayed in certain places for a long time.
Zhao Xiang'er withdrew her gaze, put Qiongzhi aside, stood up slowly, put on a red outer cloak, and walked slowly outside the pavilion.
The world is full of fairyland, and she is even higher than this world.
"Liu Xiwan, Si Ming... What a green-faced fang, we will always be united..." Zhao Xianger sighed softly, speaking coldly: "Ning Jiujiu is becoming more and more promising."
In the attic, thousands of birds came to visit, forming a ribbon of clouds in the sky.
Looking from here, the world is extremely empty and lonely.
In the bright light of thousands of miles, only the fairy tower where she lived was still dim. She stood under the eaves, with mottled shadows on her eyebrows, and the colorful phoenix and red bird on her cloak seemed to be taking advantage of the fairy to fly away.
"elder sister."
A voice sounded softly.
Among the thousands of birds, a sparrow with intertwined lights landed behind Zhao Xiang'er. The sparrow transformed into a girl. The girl was carrying a rapier, dressed in lavender clothes, and had a beautiful figure. She was Shi Yu who was assassinated by Xue Yuan and Fish King during the Thunder Kingdom.
Shi Yu lowered his head and said softly: "Sister, I saw a black spot on the horoscope. That black spot has crossed the Hulao constellation and will fall on the moon."
"Yeah." Zhao Xiang'er said, the fairy sound was unadulterated, like pure water: "The matter of the starry sky is not under our jurisdiction. Just see the record and don't say anything more."
"Yes, sister." Shi Yu's eyebrows were gentle.
Zhao Xiang'er asked: "When will the next training start?"
Shi Yu rolled out a butterfly from his sleeve, its wings covered with inscriptions.
"There are still fifteen days left. If this trial goes well, I can congratulate my sister for being completely buried in the five realms."
Zhao Xiang'er hummed, her long hair was untied, her delicate and beautiful body was curled up by Tianfeng, and the exquisite lines drawn between her clothes made Shi Yu slightly dazzled.
Shi Yu glanced at the pavilion, saw Qiongzhi, sighed softly in his heart, and whispered: "My sister is the daughter of Suzaku. When the priest is old, my sister must be the new priest. By then, the worldly ties must be cut off. Such entanglements The bond should be broken when the love is shallow, otherwise..."
Zhao Xiang'er interrupted and spoke softly: "Sister, don't worry about me. Sister has her own sense of proportion."
Shi Yu hummed softly, and still said: "Well, I believe sister, although that person is very good, he is only a mortal after all. The path of cultivating immortals has long existed in name only. How can he... How can he really stay with you forever?"
The road to cultivating immortality... Zhao Xiang'er shook his head gently and said: "I would like to say this carefully."
Shi Yu immediately fell silent.
Zhao Xiang'er had turned away, her bright cloak and white skirt were floating, her feet as red as jade walked through the white clouds, and her petite and protruding back disappeared into the dim attic.
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Human beings do not know what is happening in heaven.
In the lingering snowflakes, Si Ming surrounded Ning Xiaoling and led Lu Wenwen to wander in Yishang Street. The woman's beautiful eyes were flowing. Even though she had been in the world for more than half a year, she had been suppressed for too long in Duanjie City. There is also an occasional sense of freshness when looking for rare things.
"It seems that cats are quite cute. Do you want to change your body?" Siming looked at the kittens for sale, blinking, showing a somewhat kind attitude.
Ning Xiaoling didn't dare to speak and covered her tail tightly.
"I don't want them, and these cats are too young and probably haven't been weaned yet." Ning Xiaoling analyzed.
Siming said: "It doesn't matter, you can let your master breastfeed you."
"?" Lu Marian was shocked and said softly: "I... what can I do?"
Siming asked: "You are no longer a virgin, why can't you do it?"
Lu Marry pursed her lips, her cheeks were slightly red, and she didn't know how to explain it.
Ning Xiaoling thought to herself, I understand this, and said, "Only after the woman has given birth to a child."
"Having a baby?" Siming then remembered the reproduction in the world. She looked at Lu Jianwen and said, "After my sister gives birth to a baby, can I..."
"No!" Lu Marian's words were extremely firm.
Siming didn't bother, and followed the scent of osmanthus-like wine to a tavern with them.
In order to avoid trouble, both Si Ming and Lu Jianyou disguised themselves a little and looked like ordinary ladies.
Ning Xiaoling got drunk the fastest.
Siming smiled and rubbed her, and said, "You are still a little vixen. You fell down so quickly. How did you seduce your senior brother?"
Lu Marry silently drank a glass of wine.
Ning Xiaoling was drunk and said, "Because Xiaoling is too young."
If she were smaller, she would be drunk in a wine glass.
Siming smiled and said, "How come you, master and apprentice, are such a pair of vixens, have such bad drinking abilities."
Lu Marian thought of the night when she was drunk by Si Ming and Ning Changjiu.
I don’t know if they did anything after I fell asleep...
Lu Marion thought, a little angry, and said, "I'm not a vixen."
Siming said: "Since you are not a vixen, why do you keep seducing your sister? My sister has clearly hidden the fox's tail."
Lu Marian continued to be angry but dared not speak out.
Ning Xiaoling took advantage of the drunkenness and suddenly said: "Master can also have a fox tail."
Lu Marian frowned and said, "What are you talking about?"
Ning Xiaoling said: "When I came here, I saw a shop in the corner that seemed to sell fox tails."
Siming asked curiously: "Are you cutting off the fox's tail to sell it? Are you human beings so cruel?"
Ning Xiaoling showed her rich knowledge: "Of course not, sister doesn't know something. Those tails are actually fake, and the end of it has... uh uh."
Lu Marry stretched out her hand and covered her mouth.
If Xiaoling keeps talking, he may really suffer.
Siming was very confused: "Fake fox tail? What is it used for?"
"No...it's nothing." Lu Marian was unable to explain.
The little fox was scurrying up and down, and Lu Marry stretched out her hand to catch it.
The wine table was in a mess, with glasses and bottles tipped over.
The warm lights of the tavern flickered.
Soon after, the list of the ten people from China and Earth for the new year will be sent to the Ancient Spirit Sect on this snowy night.