Dusk is coming, the sun is invisible in the gloomy sky, and the turbid light shines through from behind the rain and clouds. The raindrops wrap the light, smash on the eaves, and splash into mist.
Ning sat for a long time under the eaves and windows. There was a copper furnace in front of him. The light in the furnace flickered on and off, as if he was breathing.
Ning Jiujiu recalled what he had learned from the scriptures in his dream, and took out the essence like peeling off a cocoon, and circulated it through the acupoints all over his body, making a roaring thunder in his body. In the sea of consciousness, there seemed to be rising and falling tides, and the undulating water surface was like a wave. A net with great tension suppresses the huge thing hidden under the water.
After the fourth week of operation, Ning Jiujiu began to have hallucinations. He felt like he was in a copper furnace in front of him for warming his hands, and every inch of his skin was burned by the charcoal fire. He watched helplessly as his skin was burned to the ground. Carbon black, with a touch of hand, the withered flesh fell down, and then, the flames were like countless wriggling maggots, crawling into the body along the flesh and blood, trying to chew every inch of bone into dregs.
"town!"
Ning Changjiu bit the tip of his tongue with his teeth. The pain brought him a moment of clarity. He quickly withdrew from the previous state. Panting, he looked at his still intact arms. He breathed a sigh of relief, wiped his forehead and found that it was covered with sweat.
This is a sign that too much is not enough when practicing Taoism. In the folk saying, it is 'obsessed'.
Fortunately, Ning Jiujiu was not greedy. Whenever he practiced until the sea of consciousness was exhausted and something like a demonic thought was about to breed in his mind, he could always respond in time and cut it off.
Ning Jiujiu calmed down and sat by the window for a while. The rain outside the window hit his face, hissed and evaporated after touching his skin, turning into white mist. Si Ming looked from behind and saw that Ning Jiujiu's white clothes were surrounded by a cloud. A layer of rather mysterious clouds and smoke.
Ning Jiujiu was almost convinced that the scriptures in the dream were written by his master.
The content recorded in this scroll is quite ancient. In addition to telling the history of mythology, it also introduces many soul-training and body-training techniques. They are similar to the Shura Divine Records. It can even be said that they are the Shura Divine Records. source.
Ning Jiujiu once thought about a question, why when people are in the longevity realm, they can enter the Purple Court realm which is completely different from them after going through an inner demon tribulation and a thunder tribulation.
After crossing the ninth floor of the Purple Court Realm, I had to break through the realm by chance and enter a completely different mystery.
Changsheng and Ziting, Ziting and Wudao, there are huge faults hidden in the two realms. This fault is discontinuous, just like jumping from one to five, with two, three and four being erased. How is this fault caused
Ning Jiujiu originally thought that this was an established rule of heaven and earth that did not need explanation, but he was surprised to find in the scriptures in his dream and the secret methods practiced by ancient immortals that in ancient times, they seemed to have no division of realms.
Their body is like a bucket made of bricks, and their practice is to fill it with water. As they work hard to fill it with water, they make the bucket taller and thicker until it becomes a huge thing.
Why is there such a big difference between ancient times and now
Ning couldn't think of an answer for a long time.
He turned around and saw Siming still practicing his sword.
Si Ming uses his body as a method to create a small world within his body. When he is practicing Taoism, he often wears silver hair and clothes, and his sword energy is like feathers, spread out layer by layer behind him, like a glazed world, where Si Ming sits alone. In the meantime, he was aloof and indifferent.
As if aware of Ning Changjiu's gaze, Si Ming opened his eyes.
The sword light dispersed behind him and turned into a rain of light.
Siming asked curiously: "What are you practicing recently? Where did you learn the evil heretics?"
Ning Jiujiu opened his mouth and said, "I sorted out some of my memories from my childhood in the sea of consciousness, and got a glimpse of some tricks. I thought they were interesting, so I used them for practice."
Siming said coldly: "You are just...well, how old are you?"
Ning Jiujiu smiled and said: "I will be twenty years old soon."
"Yes." Siming said: "At your age, it is already a miracle that you can reach the peak of Ziting. There is no need to rush for quick success."
Ning Jiujiu said: "I'm not in a hurry, I'm just trying to find a way."
"No need to quibble." Siming smiled and said: "I know that as a man, you are always under the spotlight of me. Although you look free and easy, you feel uncomfortable in your heart, so you want to practice hard and strive to truly defeat me as soon as possible. Bar?"
Ning Jiujiu thought to himself that he seemed to have never lost...
He looked at Siming's proud red lips and said with a smile: "You have to worry too much. The priest is unparalleled in the world. Unless I can sit on the throne of the Kingdom of God, how can I surpass you?"
Siming said coldly: "I guess you can't do it either."
Ning Jiujiu smiled. He looked at Si Ming's face without any trace of age and asked casually: "By the way, how old is Miss Si? I have a senior sister named Si..."
As Ning Jiujiu spoke, he felt that the atmosphere in the room had become colder.
Siming looked at himself coldly.
Screams suddenly sounded in the room.
Ning Jiujiu was taught another lesson: Don't ask a woman's age casually.
Siming sat back on her bed, meditated, adjusted her breath, and began to cultivate her mind. She casually said: "Be careful of the golden-winged roc."
"Huh? Why?" Ning asked for a long time.
The envoys of the Golden-winged Dapeng came to look for them, but it was just a routine matter and nothing else. They were not aware of the death of the Mist Demon King. Ning Jiujiu originally thought it was a frame-up scene, but the scene seemed to have stopped with the sound of a gong, and there was no follow-up.
Siming said calmly: "It's nothing, it's just intuition. In this world, the people who want to kill you the most will always be your kind."
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Time is peaceful.
In the blink of an eye, it’s another night.
Ning closed the door and window for a long time and fell asleep on the inside of the bed. Siming walked behind the screen, took off his divine robe and put on a cool and thin nightgown. On the screen, there was graceful light and shadow.
Siming put on a thin white dress with a right hem. The color was very plain, but it made her snowy red lips look even more gorgeous.
She walked to the bed and sat lightly on the edge. She gently lifted her slender breasts and placed them on the couch. Then she reached out and grabbed a corner of the brocade quilt from Ning Changjiu's hand, and pulled half of the quilt over to cover up her graceful curves. In the dark.
Ning Jiujiu looked at the stunning beauty close at hand and asked curiously: "Why are you thinking about sleeping tonight? Are you not practicing?"
Si Ming said: "Sleep makes me feel at ease."
"Why?" Ning asked for a long time.
Siming said casually: "Because I don't need to see you when I fall asleep."
Ning was silent for a long time, wanting to argue.
Siming smiled and said: "Don't be a good boy when you get an advantage."
Ning sighed for a long time and asked, "Do we still want to pull the red line?"
Siming said: "No need, but if you dare to cross the line, you will bear the consequences!"
Ning Jiujiu knew that she was a talker and was too lazy to expose her. He just wanted to see his little Xiang'er in his dream. He said casually: "I wish you a good dream."
Siming said: "You too."
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When Ning Changjiu fell asleep, Zhao Xiang'er was sitting under the big tree and turned over the book seriously.
She glanced at Ning Changjiu, then looked away.
Ning Jiujiu picked up the book from the grass, patted away the sticky grass, and sat down next to Zhao Xiang'er. Zhao Xiang'er held the book and leaned lightly on his lap. Ning Jiujiu looked at it. The face of the girl lying on her lap was uninterested in reading.
Although the knowledge in the book is mysterious, it seems that it is not as good as the girl in front of me.
The breeze blows by, and the fragrance lingers in my nose. I don't know whether it is the fragrance of flowers or the fragrance of a girl.
The real world was rainy day after day, but in the dream it was sunny and dazzling, which made him uncomfortable.
"Xiang'er." Ning looked at the book for a long time and called him casually, "Did your mother ask you what you wanted before she made this engagement for you?"
Zhao Xiang'er replied casually: "No, I was still young at that time, it was all my mother's wishes."
Ning Jiujiu asked again: "Then why did you accept this marriage? Don't you feel disrespected and get angry?"
Zhao Xiang'er moved the book that covered her pretty face, glanced at Ning Changjiu, covered the book again, and said calmly: "I was ignorant at the time and thought my husband was something interesting. Now I'm almost mad."
Ning Jiujiu smiled and said, "You are too wild-tempered. Marrying to a Taoist temple and cultivating yourself for more than ten years is not good for you."
"What nonsense did you say?" Zhao Xianger's slow tone came from the back of the book. The book moved away, and the girl's eyes were full of murderous intent. She said: "Ning Changjiu, don't be wishful thinking. I'm just here to practice Taoism for two years. It is absolutely impossible to marry you. If we have to get married, it is you who will marry into our Zhao country!"
Ning Changjiu said: "You have come here and like this place very much. Why do you want to leave? Is it because of face?"
Zhao Xiang'er said: "Huh, what I like is the landscape here, and it's not you, so why can't I leave? Besides, our Zhao country has a great cause, and if you become a son-in-law, I won't treat you badly. You are better than a little Taoist priest."
Ning Changjiu said: "If I marry you, with your temperament, won't you be locked up in a deep palace compound, where no one else can see you, and be bullied for the rest of your life?"
"What? Do you still want to get involved with women?" Zhao Xiang'er thought of his 'crime', his eyes were stern, and he said: "I promised to let you marry me because I respect my mother's marriage certificate. Don't be ungrateful. !”
Ning Jiujiu responded tit-for-tat, "My willingness to marry you can be regarded as slaying the devil with my own body. Can't you be considerate?"
"Suppressing demons with your own body?" Zhao Xianger threw the book away and said, "I think you are asking for a beating again!"
I would rather not compromise for a long time, thinking about what if I really become a son-in-law, what will happen if I get married
He said: "Your mother doesn't teach you etiquette, your senior brother will teach you."
"Bah! I'm obviously a senior sister!" Zhao Xiang'er said, waving his fist and hitting him.
Grass produces dust.
The two of them were wrestling under the big tree, frightening countless birds. They were punching and kicking each other, using all possible means, and their Taoist robes were messy in the struggle.
Ye Changong watched this scene in the temple and sighed silently.
She thought about it.
Unexpectedly, a woman in white clothes and black hair suddenly appeared.
Lu Yuai stood among the green buckwheat, looking at the undulating wheat waves and the ancient roof ridges, and fell into deep thought in the pleasant breeze.
She had just fallen asleep and immediately felt a friendly force calling her. She drifted along the moonlight and was here unknowingly.
Lu Marian immediately remembered that the woman who told her the story last night said that she still needed to practice before she could truly perfect the sword's heart.
Is this the experience of my own inner demons
Lu Marian looked at this Taoist temple and thought to herself that there should be many existences hidden in the experience of inner demons that would give her a lot of headaches... What could they be? Red Tail Laojun? Nine babies? Qiu Yue? Or some other monster...
Lu Marian thought this and walked up the steps nervously.
Heaven and earth are bright.
It was as bright as a stage filled with light sources. She was in it, and everything around her was plain and simple, but there was always a sense of alienation and distance.
She walked into the view.
The fish in the release pond were playing in the light. With her arrival, everything seemed to be given life. The fish jumped out of the water, their tails swung, and the sound of splashing water became a song.
Lu Marry looked forward. The ancient eaves were soaked in wind and frost. The palace door in front was open, and there was no light inside. Several unknown statues of gods were vaguely visible. Lu Marry walked between the palace buildings, and the cornices seemed to be tilted toward her. Coming closer, she wears a jade crown on her head and an ancient sword on her waist. Her ancient appearance matches this Taoist temple.
Lu Marry walked among them for a while, and felt that the place was full of fairyland and not at all demonic. This inner demon calamity was too gentle.
She kept moving forward and reached the door of the last courtyard.
There was a faint sound inside the door, as if someone was arguing.
Lu Marian's heart trembled, thinking that she was finally going to slay the demon
With a heavy heart, she pushed open the courtyard door, and the sight of demons dancing wildly came to her face.
The world fell silent.
Lu Marry looked ahead in astonishment, her sword drawn halfway.
In the grassland under the big tree in front, the still childish Ning Changjiang and Zhao Xiang'er were fighting on the grass. The flowers and grass were stained on the monk's robe, which looked very sloppy. They also stopped fighting among themselves and looked at the 'outsiders' in the Taoist temple together.
Zhao Xiang'er thought to herself, I just thought about beating Ning Jiujiu until Lu Jianjian didn't recognize him, why did this person appear... Isn't this dream too effective
Ning Jiujiu was also surprised. He subconsciously said: "Marry...", but then he thought that he was sixteen years old at the moment, so he probably didn't know Marry yet. He was afraid that he would wake up from the dream after drinking too much. Showing respect, he pretended to be stupid and said: "Marry... someone is coming to the family, Xiang'er, do you think she is?"
"..." Zhao Xiang'er didn't want to deal with this fool.
Zhao Xianger had no worries and said straightforwardly: "Miss Lu, why are you here?"
Ning was stunned for a long time, thinking how did you know him? What a strange dream.
Lu Marian didn't know how to explain it. She immediately realized that the boy and girl in front of her was her inner demon. Although it was unbelievable, when she thought about it carefully, it seemed quite reasonable!
But how do you get rid of your inner demons? If she wanted to wield her sword against them, she would definitely not do it even in a dream.
Hmm... I do have a bad headache. As expected of the inner demon!
At this time, a voice came from Jianxin.
It was the voice of the fairy sister.
"It takes one hundred swords to fill the sword's heart. Every time you reach a command talisman, you can get five. When the sword's heart is full, it will be the day when the sword is perfected."
The fairy woman's words curled up like light smoke.
Lu Marry nodded in understanding. Just as she was about to ask what the talisman was, she felt the ripples of the sword's heart regenerate.
"Ling Fuyi, become their senior sister and ask them to study seriously without any distraction."
Lu Marry understood. The command talisman was probably the task given to her by the fairy woman.
Urging young girls to study... wasn't this what he did when he was in Yujian Tianzong? At that time, she gave lectures to her disciples every day, and even slapped Ning Changjiu's palm in class. She was very cold and majestic.
The task didn't seem too difficult, and she had experience and confidence.
Under the surprised gazes of Zhao Xiang'er and Ning, Lu Marian's face suddenly became stern. She gently waved her sleeves and closed the courtyard door. The cold wind of the twelfth lunar month seemed to be lingering in her sleeves.
She looked at them and said coldly: "I asked you to study hard here, what are you doing? You have to pay attention to me before you are willing to take it seriously?"
Ning Changjiu and Zhao Xiang'er looked at each other in confusion.
What's happening here
Isn’t the book Master asked us to read? What does it have to do with marriage? Why did she appear in the dream
"Don't you understand?" Lu Married said coldly.
Ning Changjiu and Zhao Xiang'er shook their heads together.
Lu Marian said: "I am your senior sister, and I will discipline you on behalf of the master."
Ning Jiujiu was not used to her tone of voice, and couldn't help but think of her appearance in class, and her heart stirred, thinking that if Si Ming was a paper tiger, then Marry was not even a paper tiger, and the fierceness she pretended to be could be broken at a glance.
Zhao Xiang'er was very obedient and said, "I also want to read, but this evil Taoist priest always comes to annoy me and prevent me from reading."
Lu Marian turned to look at Ning Changjiu and said, "Is this possible?"
She looked at the sixteen-year-old boy and regained the feeling of giving lectures.
Ning Jiujiu retorted: "She was clearly the one who made the first move."
Lu Marian said: "Okay, let's let bygones be bygones. I'll watch you next. If you still dare to do whatever you want, don't blame me for breaking the rules."
Ning Jiujiu asked: "What are the rules of the sect?"
Lu Marian was speechless for a moment. She paused and repeated the rules of the Yujian Tianzong without changing her expression.
Ning smiled silently for a long time, thinking that it was indeed a wedding, even in a dream, his mind was so unclear.
Forget it, let's give her some face.
Ning Changjiu and Zhao Xiang'er were brought to the wooden table in the yard and sat down face to face. Lu Marry stood in front of them, pacing slowly, holding a ruler in his hand, and said: "Study seriously and don't desert. If If you dare to disobey orders, I will serve you with a ruler!"
Things went more smoothly than she imagined. After finishing all these things, a voice sounded in the sword's heart - Lingfu reached.
The originally empty sword heart was filled a little.
Lu Marian breathed a sigh of relief and didn't think this task was too difficult. It seemed that this pair of boys and girls, who had been disrespectful to her when they grew up, used this dream to show off their power, seemed to suit their needs.
Ning Changjiu and Zhao Xiang'er were reading a book.
At first, they were all fascinated by the mysteries in the book and had no other thoughts. However, the sea of knowledge is limited after all, and they could not bear too much in a short time. After half an hour, Ning Changjiu felt a little tired. He looked at Zhao Xiang, who was still reading. Son, Zhao Xiang'er's eyes flickered and she looked tired, but she was still pretending.
Under the stone table, Ning Changjiu stretched out his leg and kicked Zhao Xiang'er.
Zhao Xiang'er raised her eyebrows and stepped on his foot.
Ningjiu refused to admit defeat and joined the fight with the other foot.
Under the table, a fierce battle was about to break out.
Lu Marian was not blind. She quickly noticed their little moves. She slapped her ruler on the table and said coldly: "What are you doing?"
Zhao Xiang'er said: "Lu... Senior sister Mingjian, it was his leg that moved first."
Lu Marry looked at Ning Changjiu and asked, "What do you have to say?"
Ning looked at Lu Wenwen for a long time, intending to expose her aloofness, and then took the ruler to shake her husband's ring. He stood up and said: "Miss Xiang'er and I are kings. Wenwen, you are the latter, so you should be mine." It’s right to be a junior sister. How can there be any reason for a senior sister to be sent down from heaven? And she’s so vicious..."
Lu Yuai was more or less afraid of her husband because Ning was always forging swords for a long time, but she felt that she could not lose her momentum. At this moment, Kenshin gave the order again, "Issuing the command talisman to let the restless disciples know that the rules in the temple are strict."
Lu Marian said: "You contradicted me in front of the court. This is unforgivable. Stretch out your hand."
Not only did Ning Jiujiu not relent, he also chose to resist.
But in the dream, he was no match for Lu Marion. Lu Marry restrained him and breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that fortunately this inner demon was just annoying and not powerful, otherwise she would be embarrassed again today.
She grabbed Ning Changjiu's hand and punished him severely with a ruler. I would rather dream of being sixteen again.
The sound of slapping her palms reached Zhao Xiang'er's ears, but it made her feel uncomfortable... He was clearly her husband, and if she wanted to bully her, she should bully herself. Lu Marian was bullying her husband in front of her like this. Isn't it humiliating? Me
Thinking of this, Zhao Xiang'er stood up and said, "No beating! If you beat me again, I won't read anymore."
Jian Xin ordered the talisman again: to appease Zhao Xiang'er.
Lu Marian thought for a while, then she had a flash of inspiration and said: "Okay, senior sister, set another rule! If Ning makes mistakes for a long time, I will give you the ruler and you will punish him, but you must study hard, otherwise you will lose this Power. Ning Changjiu, the same goes for you. If Xiang'er doesn't abide by the rules, you can also punish her, but you can't violate discipline."
Zhao Xiang'er was silent for a moment, sat down obediently, and said, "Then it will be as you say."
Ning Jiujiu couldn't beat Lu Marian, so he didn't have any objection.
Ning Changjiu and Zhao Xianger disagreed with each other in their hearts. If they were punished by the other party, they would not be able to hold their heads up for the rest of their lives. They would not allow such a thing to happen.
Of course, the main reason was that within the Taoist temple, Lu Jianjiao was far above them, and they did not dare to collide head-on.
The two of them started reading obediently, sitting upright and not giving each other a chance to make mistakes.
Lu Marry breathed a sigh of relief.
In the sea of consciousness, the command talisman was completed twice more, and ten swords sank into the heart of the sword.
In a short period of time, one-fifth of the sword's heart has been reshaped, and the efficiency is impressive. It is a long time coming to reach the top of the road.
Another hour passed.
Ning Changjiu and Zhao Xianger were immersed in the world of books, but Lu Marian noticed something was wrong - if the two of them were too obedient, her sword heart would not issue the command talisman. Where would she get the sword
But my own rules have been set, and they are difficult to change.
Could it be that... I want to take the initiative to create some chaos, and then prompt Kenshin to issue the command talisman, so as to achieve Kenshin's perfect achievement faster
Lu Marian narrowed her beautiful eyes. As a senior sister, she actively began to plan to destroy the Taoist temple's discipline.
But... what to do
Lu Marian thought distressedly, and even wanted Ning Jiujiu to help her make suggestions.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the courtyard.
Boom, boom, boom.
The three of them looked up together and looked at each other.
Lu Marian said: "You are busy studying, I will open the door."
With that said, she walked around the big tree and opened the courtyard door.
Lu Marry was stunned again.
"You... why are you here?" Lu Marian was puzzled.
Outside the door, Si Ming has silver hair and black robes, looking independent and dazzling.
She looked at her in astonishment as well.
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(Thank you to the leader of the hall, Yuanke, for the reward! Thank you to the helmsman of Qiankun Wanyu for the reward! Thank you to the heroes of 2315 and Fengxunwu for the reward! I am extremely grateful to the four people for their support and encouragement to the author. Love you guys!)