This is the first time Siming has come here.
Passing through the smoky mountains and rivers, and through the twists and turns of the mountain town, the view is suppressed by the dilapidated thatch and wooden eaves. Behind the earthen windows and wooden doors, the darkness is like a beast locked inside. The wild dog chained in front of the earthen house was barking. The wild dog was skinny, and the chain was wrapped around its slender neck, as if it was about to break the dog's neck at any time.
Siming stared at the yellow dog with a solemn expression.
The dog almost pierced the flesh of the bone, which seemed to be a sacred bone.
She continued to move forward and saw the snails in the fields that should have been extinct long ago. They were covered in algae, made a living by devouring starlight, and moved slowly during the day. She saw a blind-scale fish in the river. This fish belongs exclusively to the void and makes a living by devouring the carrion of soul-eaters in the void. If she can catch one, she can raise it into the water ring and gain the ability to travel through the void.
She also saw ancient snakes, earth dragons, phoenix bird species, and fairy palace trees that should have been extinct long ago... They grew simply in this unremarkable town.
Walking through Dahe Town, Siming vaguely felt that there were many pairs of eyes staring at him in the house.
They were hostile, like the unjust souls of the dead who had died under their own swords in the past.
Si Ming didn't care about this.
She walked forward relying on her intuition, walking through the ancient streets, muddy rice fields, and gurgling streams with her icy jade-like feet. This body was still flawless in the dream, with only clear water and no soil.
Siming recalled the beginning of the dream.
After she fell asleep, she saw the figure again. She was used to it, drawing her sword and killing without saying a word, but the opponent activated the slave pattern and shot him to the ground without any blood. Although she is also getting stronger, her inner demon calamity seems to be getting stronger.
If this continues, she will never be able to defeat her opponent.
She decided to explore her inner demons from a spiritual level.
So she meditated on the spot and fell asleep again. Sure enough, she noticed the loophole in the demon's dream and entered the true depth of the dream.
As she expected, there is still a world hidden in this inner demon. This must be the real weakness of the inner demon!
Siming thought this way and walked towards the depths of the Taoist temple.
All actions are based on intuition.
She came to the last door. She felt something was waiting for her behind the door, so she knocked.
The door opened, and the figure with black hair and white clothes came into view. In a daze, she suspected that it was the inner demon, but after focusing her eyes, she found that it was Lu Marion.
Even though Si Ming's heart was peaceful, he could not hide his astonishment at this moment.
Although Lu Marian was also surprised, the degree was less severe.
In the heart of the sword, the fairy voice reappeared: He handed her the Book of God-speaking Heaven, took her into the temple, and accepted her as the fourth disciple.
Lu Marry felt happy, well... I don't have to rack my brains to destroy it... Sister Siming is really my savior. No, it’s Junior Sister Si Ming now!
Lu Marry was too lazy to think about the logic of the dream. Anyway, it was always a good thing to fill the sword's heart.
"You're finally here, why are you so late? If you dare to be late again in the future, don't blame senior sister for punishing you." Lu Marian's voice was cold.
Senior sister? Si Ming was startled, thinking who gave you the courage to call yourself senior sister? You haven't settled Foxtail's debt yet, are you asking for a fight? Regardless of whether the dream is true or false, I will teach you a lesson first!
Siming said coldly: "What senior sister? Where is this? Why is my sister Marry here?"
Lu Marry looked at her face and felt that this was how Siming should react. Well, no matter how bizarre the dream is, it is indeed based on reality...
Lu Marian opened her hands, and a fairy book materialized in her palms. She handed it to Siming and said, "Take this and follow me."
Siming took the scroll in confusion, wondering what kind of strange dream this was. Could it be that he and Marry entered the same dream at night, and then met in the dream
According to legend, Chang Xi, who was once the Moon Goddess, was also the master of dreams and in charge of the land of fantasy. However, the existence of Chang Xi is just a legend. It is a legend older than the Six Gods of Taichu. Her moon palace has long been in ruins and her authority has been lost. , cannot be recalled...
Siming took the scroll and turned it over casually, his eyes were shocked... This is something that should have been lost, why is it that Marry...
wrong! Things couldn't be that simple. Maybe she... wasn't Lu Marion at all!
Siming raised his head in shock.
Lu Marian has turned around, leaving only her figure in white clothes with dark hair. Her figure is slender and graceful, but her clothes are wide, like cutting clouds into clothes, so pure and beautiful.
Siming stared at her back, his eyes trembling coldly, and an incredible idea condensed in his consciousness: She was his inner demon! She was the woman who once killed the Headless God with a sword, causing the collapse of her divine kingdom and exiled in the City of Divide for hundreds of years! She must have been reincarnated for some unknown reason and became Lu Marion...
Yes, Lu Marian's wardrobe is full of all kinds of white clothes. She is so beautiful, her talent in swordsmanship is amazingly high, and her sword-spirit training methods are unprecedented... How could a mortal woman be as perfect as herself? !
She must be the reincarnation of a goddess! And that goddess happened to be the inner demon who had a blood feud with him!
This is also the reason why they met by chance and why their bond is so deep... Everything makes sense!
Siming thought she had gotten the truth. She held the book and looked at Lu Marion's back with fascination. Once she accepted her imaginary setting, when she looked at Lu Marry, she felt that the more she looked like him.
Si Ming had complicated feelings: If she was the reincarnation of the goddess and became so weak for some unknown reason, then not only would she become his sister, but her body would also be touched by a mortal named Ning Changchun... During the time of the Ancient Spirit Sect, She also peeped outside the window to see how Lu Jiayou was being killed and her armor was thrown away.
This... the enemy has fallen into the mortal world, shouldn't I be happy...
Si Ming's emotions are complicated. She had fallen in love with this sister when they were together in Luo Shulou, but if she was really the reincarnation of the goddess, how should she make a choice? Should I kill this inner demon or not
Siming stood there, looking a little lonely.
She suddenly regretted entering the depths of the dream... Compared to the invincible and powerful figure outside, this was the truly painful choice for Daoxin.
"Huh? What are you doing standing there in a daze? Don't you listen to senior sister?" Lu Jianjian forced herself to maintain her temperament, turned around and looked at Si Ming indifferently. She found that there was a bit of awe and enthusiasm in the way Siming looked at her.
This was a look she had never seen before.
Si Ming was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled. She lowered her head and frowned. She held the fairy scroll and crossed the threshold, saying, "I understand, senior sister."
Lu Marian was relieved, but she didn't expect that the other party would accept it so quickly.
but…
Lu Marry looked ahead.
Ning Changjiu and Zhao Xianger raised their heads and looked toward the door from a distance, but the big tree blocked their view.
Lu Marian's heart trembled, thinking that Xiang'er and Siming had never met each other. If they met, would the Taoist temple be demolished
Lu Marian sighed and pretended to be calm. She calmly led Si Ming under the tree and said, "Junior sister is back. Let me introduce you to this..."
It seems like it needs no introduction.
The Taoist temple fell into calm again.
Zhao Xianger raised her head and looked at Siming. Siming also stared at her. The beauty and childishness are opposite each other, and there seems to be snow in the view. One is the snow of broken flowers, and the other is the real snow. The snow collides with the snow and wants to devour each other.
Ning would stay among them for a long time, watching his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, pretending not to know anything. He lamented in his heart and understood the logic of the Taoist temple in the dream: whatever you are afraid of will come to you.
Zhao Xiang'er had met Si Ming. She was disdainful of him. Her beautiful body was wrapped in a vicious and stupid heart. Huh, does it take a person who is so lustful to make her stupid to like her
And after seeing all kinds of scenes in the Three Thousand Worlds, she even dreamed of teaching Siming a lesson.
Siming had never met Zhao Xiang'er, but she guessed at the first glance that this must be Zhao Xiang'er. She was also disdainful of Zhao Xiang'er. Huh, just relying on blood to get to the position, what kind of ability is that? Unlike myself, the only way to reach the position of priest is through sweat and hard work!
In her dreams, she wanted to teach Zhao Xiang'er a lesson.
"Ning Jiujiu, why are you here?" Si Ming looked at Ning Jiujiu and asked lightly.
Ning Jiujiu raised his head, and what Siming saw was a younger and more delicate face. He looked at him in confusion.
Siming was slightly stunned... What is going on, pretending to be naive
Ning looked at Siming for a long time, wondering whether he should continue to act stupid.
Zhao Xiang'er was the first to speak: "If my husband doesn't follow me, why should he follow you?"
Siming smiled and said, "Your husband? Oh... Is that your husband who married Lu Jianwen and is still sleeping peacefully on my pillow? Do you want me to list some of his glorious deeds for you?"
"Sleep peacefully on the pillow?!" Zhao Xianger was furious, looked at Ning Changjiu, and said, "Explain it to me!"
Ning Jiujiu's face tightened and he said seriously: "I am sixteen years old now and I don't know this!"
"Hmph, then I'll beat you to death as soon as possible to avoid future troubles!" Zhao Xiang'er said angrily.
Siming also said coldly: "The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. Let alone sixteen years old. No matter how young you are, you will not be much better."
This should have been a ridiculous statement.
Ye Changong, who was meditating in the temple, opened her eyes gently. She stared at the swaying water of the lotus, thoughtfully. The dark blue Taoist robe under the white gauze was soaked in some water and looked heavy.
…
The war between Zhao Xiang'er and Siming has just begun.
"Oh, the majestic daughter of Suzaku, the future heir to the Kingdom of God, has always been in love with her son and daughter. It is true that even though Suzaku is young, she has all seven emotions and six desires, but her daughter is already like this. Who can catch a glimpse of the leopard? I think that when Suzaku came to the Kingdom of God, he must have been very sinister. A cunning person who seeks power and usurps the throne is an unforgivable evil!" Si Ming crossed his arms over his chest and spoke coldly, expressing his unhappiness.
"Hmph, a mere official of the Kingdom of God, a remnant of the country that was destroyed in the past, still deceives himself and others all day long. Although he is really weak in courage, he can be double-dealing. Priests are already like this. Who knows a little bit? I think that when the leader of the country was beheaded, it must be because of the priest. The Heavenly Lord is incompetent, and the enemy is facing us, and there is nothing we can do!" Zhao Xiang'er walked smoothly and did his duty without giving in.
Ning Jiujiu and Lu Marian looked at each other and marveled at their neatness.
Si Ming was silent for a moment, then continued: "You consider yourself a queen of goddesses and have unparalleled looks, but you can't even stabilize your fiancé and let him fall in love with you. It's really embarrassing."
Zhao Xianger's eyes were dim and she said: "You regard yourself as a priest and a goddess, and your realm is superb, but you can't even defeat Ning Jiujiu. You are really a servile person by letting him plant the slave pattern."
Si Ming was annoyed and said: "You are only sixteen years old and have seen the world of mortals for several years. How dare you talk back to me?"
Zhao Xianger smiled and said: "You are a thousand years old, but you have wasted more than nine hundred years. It is really hopeless!"
"You..." Siming's chest heaved and he blurted out: "Your name is Xiang. Xiang has lost his land, Xiang has lost his grass, and Xiang has lost his love. It just so happens that my sister still lacks a mount. Why don't I add a horse for you? I will answer your request. Name, for me!"
"In that case..." Zhao Xianger pondered for a moment and said: "Your surname is Si, the first is her, the second is me, and the third is him. There happens to be a vacant seat in the temple. If I don't add one to you, I'll accept it." Your surname, will you be my fourth sister?"
While talking, Zhao Xiang'er pointed at Lu Jian'er, herself and Ning Changjiu, and then took out a chair from nowhere and photographed it in front of Siming with a smile on his face.
Siming's icy eyes narrowed, her divine robe fluttered, and she stared at the petite girl with murderous intent.
Ning Jiujiu was stunned when he heard this. He wanted to persuade him, but he was afraid of ruining the cultural atmosphere.
Lu Marry nodded slightly as she listened to the other party's enjoyable argument.
They clapped tacitly.
But suddenly, Lu Yueyou discovered that her sword heart was missing a few swords. She felt a shiver in her heart and immediately realized that this must be caused by classroom discipline being broken. Well, we can't go on like this...
Zhao Xiang'er and Siming were still confronting each other. Siming looked at the chair and thought about what Lu Marry had just said to him... It seemed that he was going to be the fourth junior sister.
Call me Sister Zhao Xianger? How can this be accepted? Is this sixteen-year-old girl even hairy
Si Ming clasped his hands behind his back, cleared his throat, and was about to argue, but Lu Marian suddenly stopped.
"That's enough!" Lu Marian looked coldly and tapped the table with a ruler, like a slap on the wall.
Ning Jiujiu breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was really nice to look angry at Marry.
Lu Marian said: "I asked you to come here to make you quarrel?"
"What else?" Si Ming and Zhao Xianger said in unison, with a tacit understanding.
Lu Marian fell into silence. In her heart, the sword was missing again.
She couldn't bear to watch the sword go by. She suppressed the chaotic emotions in her heart and said with a cold face, "Stop arguing. I asked you to come here so that you can study hard, not for this verbal dispute!"
"Reading?" Siming was puzzled.
Lu Marian nodded slightly, pointed to the scroll in her hand, and said: "This is what you want to understand. Okay, don't delay, sit down quickly. If you continue to make trouble unreasonably, the ruler will not be merciful."
Siming was still not used to Lu Marian's fierce appearance, but when she thought that the other party might be the reincarnation of the goddess, she suppressed the temporary dissatisfaction in her heart, rolled up her book, and sat down at the table.
Ning was sandwiched between the two for a long time, like being surrounded by two tigers.
When Zhao Xiang'er was arguing with Siming just now, he chose to remain silent very spinelessly, feeling somewhat guilty, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he would definitely offend someone. He felt very troubled because he couldn't think of a way to have both.
Although Zhao Xiang'er and Siming stopped arguing, their arrogance did not subside. Under the bright sunshine at noon, a raging fire seemed to be burning in the small courtyard.
Lu Marian looked at the three people who finally sat down. She should have breathed a sigh of relief, but in the sea of consciousness, there was another sword missing. She looked sternly, and when she looked closely, she found that all Si Ming's books had been taken down. Lu Marian looked at her and found that her expression was gloomy, her eyes were cold, and she was obviously still sulking.
This... is a really difficult task.
Lu Marian held the ruler, knocked on the desk of the master of command, and said: "Don't be distracted in class now. Let's talk about your grievances and grievances later."
Si Ming looked at Lu Wenyou and said, "No, unless you let me be the senior sister, I won't read this book."
Lu Marian frowned and was about to get angry when she heard Zhao Xianger also say: "Well, I also want to be the senior sister, otherwise I won't watch it."
Ning kept his head down for a long time and read seriously.
Lu Marry looked at Ning Changjiu, as if hoping he would say a few words. Ning Jiujiu also realized it and muttered: "The mountain of books has roads and diligence..."
Lu Marry sighed, knowing that he could not count on her.
In the heart of the sword, the fairy voice rises again: maintain the discipline in the temple and let those who break the rules get the punishment they deserve.
"Are you all going to rebel?" Lu Marion asked with a frown.
"You are clearly the one who rebelled." Si Ming and Zhao Xiang'er reached an agreement again.
Normally, in this situation, Lu Marian would have told them in advance that her sister was begging for mercy, but at this moment, she was the appointed senior sister, so she would not be afraid of this. She held a ruler in her hand like an ancient sword and said: " If you are confident, you can try it.”
Zhao Xiang'er and Siming looked at each other. Their figures were like charms, and they rushed toward Lu Jiumei.
Only two crisp sounds were heard. Ning Changjiu raised his head, and before he could see clearly, he saw Zhao Xiang'er and Siming kneeling on the grass together, covering their heads, as if they had been hit by chestnuts, and looked aggrieved.
Chestnuts are really impressive, the craftsmanship passed down from elder sister's ancestors... Ning thought in admiration for a long time.
In this dream, Lu Jiaojie, who was originally the weakest in the realm, outnumbered all the others, and seemed to be highly respected by the master.
Zhao Xiang'er and Si Ming knew they couldn't beat him, so they didn't insist on continuing to try. They both looked calm, thinking that when they returned to the real world, they must vent their anger on Lu Wenwen.
Lu Marian looked at Ning Changjiu, who was pretending to study, and asked, "Junior brother, what do you think of the rules in the temple?"
Ning Jiujiu raised his head and spoke sincerely and from the bottom of his heart: "Marry is the senior sister and I am the third junior brother. As the saying goes, one cannot tolerate two tigers! Of course I am on Marian's side."
What the hell is this saying... Lu Marry was slightly startled, but she also felt warm in her heart. She nodded lightly, thinking that her husband was the most considerate of her.
Lu Marian asked: "Then how do you think these two tigers should be punished?"
Zhao Xiang'er and Si Ming both felt trembling in their hearts. They were well aware of Ning Jiujiu's hobby. If they were caught by him in public... they were very nervous and felt that they were going to be embarrassed.
Ning Jiujiu's eyes lit up at first, but when he looked at them, he felt guilty. The opportunity to maintain his image was once in a lifetime, so he stood up without hesitation and said: "Senior Sister, Senior Sister Xiang'er and Junior Sister Si Ming are new to the temple. They are not familiar with the rules, and there seems to be some misunderstanding between them. Because it is their first offense, I also hope that Senior Sister will put things past the past and let the disciples get along slowly and rebuild old friendships. I am willing to take them to be punished!"
"Liar." Zhao Xianger muttered.
"Hypocritical." Siming murmured.
"You are still the most sensible." Only Lu Marian showed a happy smile. She nodded gently and said: "Xian'er is the second senior sister, but you are so unruly. After today, you will be demoted to the third junior sister. Ning Jiujiu Promoted to second senior brother."
"Thank you, senior sister, for your trust." Ning Jiujiu said.
Zhao Xianger just escaped and could only accept it silently.
Siming didn't take it seriously. Anyway, his position seemed untouchable.
Finally, with the mediation of Lu Marion and Ning Changjiu, the three of them began to study seriously.
In the heart of the sword, there was another voice, and Lu Marry recited the voice: "In a while, after you finish reading the book, there will be a selection of three outstanding disciples in the temple. Then you should strive for it."
The three of them paid no attention to this false reputation verbally, but secretly competed in their hearts, vowing to surpass the others and win the first place.
Taoism returns to false harmony.
Lu Marion breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the three serious-looking people, and smiled.
It is indeed a dream that sharpens one's mind... Alas, it is still like this in the dream. If it were to be changed into reality, wouldn't it be turned upside down
Well, it’s all Ning Changjiu’s fault!
Ning Jiujiu was enjoying the tranquility at this moment. The snow-white Taoist skirt and the black divine robe seemed to separate day and night. He was wandering at the junction, leaving the unpredictable past behind him.
The wind blows in the leaves, and the springs and streams hum, which makes one feel calm.
Lu Marry also smiled happily. She thought about how wonderful it would be if everyone could live in harmony and without worries in the future. There would be nothing better in the world.
She immediately stopped smiling. If she wanted to maintain the dignity of the senior sister, she had to keep a straight face and look like she was enforcing the law impartially.
As soon as they were in harmony, she made the talisman not move and the sword's heart stagnated.
But Lu Marian didn't have the slightest intention to create chaos. She thought softly, if she could keep this quiet place all the time, what would her sword heart mean
She didn't know that at this moment in the temple, the temple master was looking at her silently and nodding gently.
"The future co-master of the Immortal Sword should have this kind of mind." Ye Changong said to himself.
…
An hour passed in the blink of an eye, and after-school time arrived.
Si Ming came back to his senses slightly and suddenly realized, wasn't he here to kill the heart demon? Why are you reading the book seriously? Are you trapped in inner demons
However, this book is indeed wonderful, and it is worthy of being written by the ancient immortals. There are many wonderful methods in it that are indeed unheard of.
Is this my inner demon using books to numb me
Forget it... let's finish reading the book first. This book is really good. Once you reach a higher level, your chances of winning should be even greater!
Zhao Xiang'er stretched out lazily. She looked at Siming and said, "Fourth Junior Sister, you have lived for more than a thousand years, but you still like someone as old as Ning Changjiu?"
Si Ming pretended that it was a dream and said without hesitation: "So what if I like it? Are you jealous?"
Zhao Xiang'er frowned, folded his hands across his chest, and said coldly: "Huh, shameless! He always says it's perfect, but he can't let go of this ridiculous idea in his heart."
Si Ming said leisurely: "Why didn't you stop your husband when he despised me? Besides, he is the only male disciple in this temple. I don't like him, but do I like you?"
Zhao Xiang'er sneered and said, "One is really not enough. Why don't we cut this heartless man into pieces? We'll each have half."
Ning Changjiang, who pretended to be studying seriously, felt a chill running down his spine and his hair stood on end.
However, Siming approved the proposal, opened his mouth lightly, and asked: "It will last forever and there will be two, so do you want it to last longer or longer?"
Zhao Xiang'er pursed her pink lips slightly and refused to give in, saying, "Both of them have their merits. What do you think, junior sister?"
They actually had a decent discussion.
Lu Marianjian felt a headache after hearing this, thinking that you two young tigers are still pretending to discuss this? Ye Gong is really a dragon.
Ye Gong likes dragons... Ye Changong opened his eyes again and decided to renegotiate the issue of Lu Jing's marriage to the co-owner of the Fairy Sword.
This is an ordinary day in a dream.
It was also a dream that they would often recall in the future. Now, they thought it was just a test to sharpen their minds. Before the truth came out, everyone was indulging in it. All they could see were the lush vegetation and the clear sky. They read books in the spring breeze, quarreled and bickered in the shade of the trees, and revealed their true feelings in the illusion.
In the dimly lit temple, Ye Changong watched quietly. They were very close, but there was a door between them.
That was a door that had been closed for twenty-four years in the previous life.
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(Thank you to the book friend oylrcc for the reward! Thank you to the book friend for your support~)