The moonlight turned through the angle of the eaves, dividing bright squares in front of the window. The slightly shabby bed was huddled in the corner. There was no gauze curtain on the bed tent. The woman and the girl were leaning against each other between the thin quilts. The thin moonlight Became the gauze of the bed.
After Ning Jiujiu finished speaking, he stared at Si Ming seriously.
The two of them were very close to each other, their skins were almost touching, and the warm breaths between the quilts blended with each other. They could feel each other's breathing and heartbeat, and even tacitly understood each other to the same frequency, just like one person. Ning Jiujiu watched quietly. Looking at her eyelashes and silver hair, her exquisite facial features reveal a soft charm behind the cold beauty originally endowed by divinity.
Siming was stunned. Her slightly bent body lying on her side tightened a little, and her eyes subconsciously avoided her, but Ning Jiujiu was always watching her. After a slight panic, she met Ning Jiujiu's eyes again - his Her eyes were so bright and clear. This feeling was familiar, just like the night sky she had stared at for a long time when she was a priest.
They didn't need words, they could see each other's feelings when they looked at each other.
Ever since they met in Broken Boundary City, the barrier they had built when their swords were facing each other suddenly disappeared. The distance between them was just between lips.
For a moment, in Siming's mind, the scene that the senior sister let her witness was like a storm of light and shadow, and she was instantly involved in it. The young man's murmurs as he climbed the moon pillar were intertwined in his heart. Under the gaze of the other party, these emotions It suddenly sublimated and turned into wildfire, running through the body, burning the body.
She didn't even dare to breathe, because her breath also became hot. This sudden burning would reveal the strangeness of her mind.
They stared at each other for a long time, motionless.
Siming originally wanted to use Lu Jianwen and Zhao Xianger as shields to fool him, but when the words reached his lips, he couldn't get out of his mouth.
"I...I like you too."
Siming said this, her voice was very soft, as if it was leaking from between her teeth. She felt that this was the tone of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, but she didn't want to avoid her heart and couldn't think of a better answer.
Ning Jiujiu smiled.
As a result, the distance between their lips also disappeared.
Everything is so natural, like the petals of flowers kissing the dew in early spring, like the water soaking the beach at high tide, like the white covering the valley before dawn, or the blackness of the glowing fire at dusk.
The two of them got closer and closer, and the only gap between their bodies was simmered and warmed.
This was supposed to be the moment when all the emotions were pushed to the point of substantive passion, but because of Ning Jiujiu's physical condition at the moment, the two just kissed each other on the lips for a while, and then separated slightly shyly.
The moonlight by the window became bright again.
At the same time, in the innermost Taoist temple, the door slowly opened. The senior sister and the second senior brother came into the temple with solemn expressions, one on the left and the other on the right, kneeling gently on the ground.
Through the white gauze curtains, Ye Changong coughed softly.
Her figure trembled in the white gauze, like a candle shadow in the wind.
After coughing for a long time, Ye Changong's voice slowly became silent.
The senior sister hesitated for a long time, but couldn't help but ask: "Master is already like this, why do you need to force Kunlun to open?"
The second senior brother also said: "If it is just to train the younger junior brother, the cost may be too high."
Ye Changong's tone remained calm: "Sooner or later, we will fight against the Twelve Kingdoms of Gods. When Kunlun opens, it will be the day when war is declared. There is no better time than now."
The senior sister said worriedly: "But Master, you are in poor health, and you have been using your authority so frequently recently, I'm afraid..."
As the senior sister spoke, she suddenly remembered something and said: "Master lacks infinite authority because it is part of time and has been erased in the twelve years of going back. However, junior brother and junior sister Xue Ci have time. If we combine authority, can we reshape infinity and heal Master's injuries?"
"No." Ye Changong said: "In the previous life, since I chose Ning Changjiu, it has deep meaning. Besides, what can I do if I hold infinity in my hand? It's just that I will live here forever and be invincible."
Undefeated is also defeated.
The senior sister sighed softly and said nothing.
She is already one of the most powerful people in the world, but at this moment, she still feels helpless.
After a while, the door opened again, and the fifth senior brother arrived belatedly. His robe still had black spots that exploded during the test.
He apologized to his master and senior brothers and sisters, and then knelt down beside him.
"Okay, everyone is here, let's talk about business." Ye Changong said.
Fifth Brother asked: "Is it about evil?"
Ye Changong hummed, her thin lips opened slightly, and she retold the story Ning Chang had told them.
The three of them knelt on the ground and listened quietly.
After a while, Ye Changong finished telling this simple story.
The content of the story is very simple and sounds like a legend to kidnap children.
"What do you think?" Ye Changong asked.
The three of them lowered their heads together and fell into deep thought.
The first person to express her opinion was the senior sister. She thought in confusion: "The kingdom of day and night should refer to this world. As for the eyelash platform... maybe it refers to the eyes."
"No." The fifth senior brother shook his head and said: "The eyelash platform must refer to the dark master. This is very important and obvious. What's more... even if it is so obvious, evil still gives us a hint. The word eyelash platform Perhaps it comes from the four characters 'bead-embedded dark knot'."
The senior sister suddenly understood and nodded slightly. There are dark knots in the bead body. If the knots and the body are removed, then there will be dark knots and beads.
The fifth senior brother said: "First of all, what we need to understand is what painted wood is."
This is something that runs throughout the entire story.
In the Kingdom of Buju, the world was originally colorless. The painted wood brought color, and the color also gave them strength, just like swords.
The second senior brother said: "The reference to painted wood is also very obvious."
The senior sister and the fifth senior brother looked at him together.
"It's spiritual energy." The second senior brother said, "The place where the painted wood was taken out is the abyss of the Sea of Hope. The young man said that it is the lowest place in the world. The spiritual energy will gather and then sink. All the spiritual energy in the Kingdom of Day should be They are all in that abyss, and in the story, spiritual energy is compared to painted wood and then taken out.”
The senior sister hummed and said: "The six sections of rope may refer to the six great realms."
The fifth senior brother also agreed with this view. He asked: "Then why did the young man get out of the deep well and be covered with bruises?"
The second senior brother said: "Perhaps the well is repelling him, or it may be..."
The elder sister then said: "It is also possible that when the princess picked up the ax to chop down the tree, it was not actually a tree... Those axes actually fell on him, and the initial spiritual power was taken from him."
This statement is horrifying.
"Spiritual power, practitioners..." The fifth brother muttered: "There should be no doubt. In the story, people can only live for ten years, but they can live longer because of the color. This is the same as spiritual energy."
The elder sister said: "But at the end of the story, what this young man represents is darkness. If color can defeat darkness, why does he want people to get color to defeat themselves?"
The fifth senior brother shook his head gently. He was unable to extract this point from many clues for the moment.
The second senior brother said: "There is another question. What would happen if the princess really drew the night for that world?"
Fifth Brother said: "Perhaps people will have the power to fight against darkness."
The second senior brother was even more confused: "Then what does black refer to?"
Everyone fell into silence.
The elder sister recalled the story and suddenly said: "The king's eyes were painted by a young man."
The second senior brother and the fifth senior brother immediately understood that the king's color blindness might also have something to do with him.
"Identify purple as black... By the way, when young people introduced many colors earlier, they seemed to have deliberately not mentioned purple." Many thoughts flashed through the mind of the fifth senior brother. He caught one of them and said: "In this story Here, purple equals black?”
"What does purple refer to?" Second Senior Brother asked.
"It's Zifu." The senior sister said coldly and gave the answer.
Zifu…
Everyone understood instantly and said in unison:
"Innate Spirit?!"
After a brief moment of surprise, everyone fell into silence again.
No one knows when the innate spirit originated.
No one knows why some people have this thing and others don't.
They have been living in the Zi Mansion since the ascetics were born, helping the ascetics practice and even becoming their weapons.
But if Zifu symbolizes darkness, does it also imply that the innate spirit will betray
A powerful cultivator may not have an innate spirit, but those who possess an innate spirit must be the best on the road to cultivation. If one day all the innate spirits betray, and the lives of ascetics are closely related to them, who can resist this betrayal from the physical body
The senior sister said calmly: "There is no need to make a fuss. Doubts about innate spirits have existed since ancient times."
"Yes." The second senior brother and the fifth senior brother responded, unable to hide their anxiety.
They continued analyzing other references in the story.
"The devil that swallows seven colors..."
"It should be those foreign gods from the beginning. They came here to rob the spiritual energy here." The fifth senior brother said.
"Well, the high cliff on the eyelash platform should refer to the road to ascension." The second senior brother also said.
"All the ascended ones have been killed." The senior sister sighed: "People who differ from the story, people know that the devil lives on the eyelash platform, but in the eyes of the cultivators in the world, the end of Taoism, It’s the Immortal Palace, it’s great freedom.”
But the essence is not different.
The fifth senior brother nodded and said: "We cannot break the obsession of the ascetics. We can only climb to the eyelash platform faster than everyone else, kill that existence, and open up a true path for all ascetics."
At this point, the story is almost explained.
But everyone has one idea in their mind: these are not the only things that evil wants to convey.
There's something missing from the story that they haven't figured out yet! And that might be the key to defeating the Dark Lord.
Today's evil is controlled by the dark master, but the dark master obviously does not have the freedom to penetrate the world as he pleases. Therefore, in recent years, the evil has not only created the Heavenly List and attracted heroes and talents from all over the world, but has also set up He has listed countless spiritual lists, attracting monks and magicians from all over the world. He must be trying to convey something through those lists.
In the Taoist Hall, the three disciples were thinking about their own things and stopped talking.
Ye Changong, who had been silent all this time, opened his mouth slightly and asked quietly: "What exactly is black?"
The three disciples looked at each other.
In the story, black is the first thing that envelopes the world, the blood and bones of young warriors, and an indispensable color...
But what exactly does it mean
Is it a certain kind of spiritual energy
This answer seems far-fetched.
No one can give a clear answer.
That was the end of the night's discussion.
The three disciples left the hall.
Among the white gauze, the lotus shadows swayed, and the figure of the viewer was as light as a wisp of wind. The sound of coughing came from the hall again, and it did not stop all night.
…
The sun was shining through, and Siming got up early and left the bed. She covered Ning Changjiu's eyes with a quilt, and then began to change clothes.
Siming put on the divine robe that was always stain-free.
In the light and shadow of dawn, Si Ming stood barefoot. After being tied with a white ribbon, her perfect figure was more clearly outlined, like a picture with a clear relationship between light and dark.
Ning looked at her figure for a long time, helpless that her injury had not healed.
Siming had already started to clean up the house. She tied her silver hair behind her, sometimes bent down, sometimes stepped on her feet, and was busy in the house. She actually looked a bit gentle and virtuous.
She set up a stove and cooked medicine.
"Xue Ci." Ning Jiujiu called.
"Huh?" Siming accepted the title.
Ning Jiujiu said: "After we go back, let's confess to Marry."
Si Ming turned his back to him and said leisurely: "What are you confessing? We just like each other. I also like flowers and herbs, morning glow and dusk. Do I have to report these to Lu Jianwen? What's more, why should I have a relationship with him? Lu Marry reports? Is she older than me? "
Ning Jiujiu smiled helplessly. He had no means of restraint against this proud woman who didn't mean what she said. He could only use love to influence her, but it always seemed that he was unable to do what he wanted.
Ning Jiujiu said: "We will be together after all."
Siming said: "Who wants to be with you? I want to return to the Kingdom of God."
Ning Jiujiu said: "Your divine kingdom has been destroyed by Master long ago."
Siming thought for a while and said confidently: "Master may just want to promote me to a priest."
"Stop dreaming. Why is it your turn? You are no better than Senior Sister." Ning Jiujiu poured cold water on her mercilessly.
Hearing a snap, Siming slammed the table, looked back angrily, and said: "Okay, not only do you have evil intentions towards Master, but you also don't let Senior Sister off. Ha, I'm not as good as her? Since I'm not as good as her, you Just let her take care of you!"
"I..." Ning Jiujiu was speechless and could only coax him softly, "I just don't want you to be someone else's priest. I will always reserve a place for you."
"Who cares..." Siming lowered his head, biting his red lips, and said: "Then please explain again why you have to report to Lu Jianjiao. In your eyes, she is your chief Taoist companion. We all Is it a dispensable addition?"
Ning Jiujiu said helplessly: "Is it possible that we want to get married without telling you?"
Siming said calmly: "There is no need to argue. When I marry that little girl... I have my own sense of propriety. When I get back, you are not allowed to help her. I will first establish my authority and see if she dares to act like a royal."
Ning Jiujiu had no choice but to smile bitterly and agreed with humility. .
Si Ming felt happier when he thought that he could avenge his dream after returning home. Hum, if you can't defeat the master, can't you, a little sword fairy with black hair and white clothes, be cured
"Okay, don't move, I'll apply the medicine for you."
Siming took the stone box given by the senior sister to treat Ning's injuries for a long time.
Carrying the stone box, she walked to Ning Changjiu's side, turned his body over, took off his clothes, and applied medicine to him.
"I have never tried this medicine. If it's not good, you can blame your senior sister, but don't blame me." Si Ming put the Xixiang on his wound.
Ning Jiujiu sighed and said with a smile: "I'd better blame myself for being unlucky."
Fortunately, the breath soil does have magical effects. Wherever it is applied, the injuries are healed, the scars are melted, and the skin is regenerated. It is actually more effective than the power of time.
Except for a few parts, all the other injuries were healed in a short period of time.
Si Ming also felt that it was magical, so she secretly hid the remaining ones for later use.
Siming then brought the decoction and breathed out from his jade lips to warm the boiling concoction.
She took the spoon and gave Ning Jiujiu the medicine.
"It's a bit bitter." Ning Jiujiu said.
Siming smiled lightly and said, "Close your eyes."
Ning closed his eyes for a long time.
The medication continues.
After a long time, the light entered his eyes again, and Siming wiped the corners of his wet lips and asked with a smile: "Is it still bitter?"
"It's very sweet." Ning Jiujiu also smiled.
…
The days of recovering from injuries were very quiet.
Siming carried him into the wheelchair as usual and pushed him out to see the green mountains and beautiful waters in the endless mountains and the birds, fish and insects that should have been extinct.
More often, they would come to the cliff together to watch the sea of clouds and listen to the pine waves.
This is the time when Ningjiu feels most at peace.
His injuries were horribly serious.
When he came to the Taoist Temple carrying Si Ming on his back, what he was carrying was no longer his own body, but that ray of obsession.
His meridians were severed, his orifices were destroyed, his bones were cracked, and his Qi sea was pierced.
If the place he was in was not unattractive, then he should be a corpse or a remaining soul at this moment.
Si Ming is also aware of this, so although she likes to quarrel with him on weekdays, she always pretends to be angry and wants to beat his temperament. When they sleep together, Ning Jiujiu feels any slight pain. Si Ming would wake up immediately, inquire with concern, and heal his injuries.
Although she has always been tough-mouthed these days, her care for Ning Changjiu has always been meticulous.
Ning Changjiu is also clear.
Senior Sister, Second Senior Brother, and Fifth Senior Brother are still observing. These days, they often come to visit the junior brothers and sisters.
Among them, the eldest sister is the most enthusiastic. She visits Ning Changjiu almost every day to check his progress in reading the book she wrote.
Ning's long-term recovery will be ten days later.
It was a seemingly peaceful ten days.
In the afternoon, Siming pushed Ning Jiujiu to the wheat field. Ning Jiujiu held the handle of the chair with both hands and slowly raised his body. He felt where the sea of qi was and opened the already exhausted sea of qi to absorb the spiritual energy that filled the surrounding areas. .
The whole sky opened up for him.
Ning Changjiu's breathing was long and continuous, and the wheat waves rose and fell gently with the rhythm of his breathing. His mind and the world were intertwined with each other, as if it was not the world that accommodated him, but that he enveloped the whole world, and everything in it Movement and stillness became prolonged between his breath and breath.
Siming stood on one side, his eyebrows that were originally frowned due to worry gradually unfurled.
She smiled too.
The spiritual energy flowing into the sea of air did not arouse any pain. On the contrary, they filled the body, blended with itself, and became the source of support.
Ning Changjiu seemed to be standing on the same spot, or in some unknown dimension, watching himself with cold eyes. He was both human and heaven, his true nature that was hard to shake, and his elusive self.
Ning Jiujiu is very familiar with this feeling.
When he fought against Sin Lord, he pulled out the silver holy sword from Siming's body, and time and destiny merged into infinity. At that moment, he was at such a profound and brilliant intersection.
Ning Jiujiu stretched out his hand, as if grabbing the sky.
That is the authority given by heaven and earth when one enters the five realms.
He didn't know the name of this authority, but he could feel that it might be related to bows and arrows.
Before he could realize the mystery of authority, the Golden Crow had already flown out of the Zi Mansion, fluttering its wings in the churning sea of spiritual energy, spreading golden light to every corner of the sea. It turned gracefully, as if fighting against the wind and waves.
Ning Jiujiu officially entered the Five Paths.
Siming smiled from the bottom of his heart.
Among the waves of wheat, Ning took a long look at the wheelchair that had been with him for more than ten days, and then his eyes fell gently on Siming.
Siming looked at him, with the breeze blowing, his silver hair sticking to his porcelain white cheeks, and his long skirt ironing his slim curves.
They were so close again.
The two came closer.
Siming stood slightly on tiptoes and kissed him.
Ning Jiujiu held her in his arms.
Spring has not yet passed, and in the lingering wind, everything is about to be nurtured in the warmth, and special flowers will bloom.
Unfortunately, another voice sounded at an inappropriate time, interrupting them.
That was Ye Changong's voice.
"For a long time, come to the master's palace."
In the simple words, the two people immediately realized that something was wrong, and their bodies separated like an electric shock.
Ning Jiujiu bowed to the Taoist Hall and obeyed his orders.
…
The temple is dimly lit by candlelight.
Ning Jiujiu pushed open the ajar door, knelt in front of the white gauze, and said, "Thank you, Master, for taking care of me these days. Jiu Jiu is fine now."
"Yes." Ye Changong had no emotion and just said quietly: "After today, if you go down the mountain again, my master may not have time to take care of your life and death. From now on, you will have to face everything alone."
Ning Jiujiu was slightly shocked, wondering why the master would say such a thing.
He was silent for a long time and asked tentatively: "Master... are you going to start a war with the Kingdom of God?"
Ye Changong said: "It shouldn't have happened at this time, but I can't afford to delay it anymore."
As he spoke, the woman's soft cough came through the gauze, like the cold frosty wind.
"Disciple... I understand." Ning Jiujiu kowtowed gently and said seriously: "After leaving the temple, the disciple will be careful in everything so that the master will not worry too much."
"This has nothing to do with your carelessness." Ye Changong said: "If someone insists on killing you, even if you run away to the end of the world, it will not help."
Ning Jiujiu asked: "Who wants to kill this disciple?"
"Jiange." Ye Changong gave the answer: "You are my disciple, and you are the enemy of Jiange. Besides, the swordmaster's first sword was to kill you. That sword returned in vain. I'm afraid he will not give up. .”
Ning Jiujiu nodded solemnly.
Although he has broken through the five realms at this moment, he is definitely no match for the Sword Master. If he insists on killing himself, what can he do
Ning Jiujiu said: "Disciple will try his best to avoid danger. If the Sword Master really takes action against this junior, I will never back down."
"Yes." Ye Changong nodded lightly and said, "After delivering the sword, remember to go somewhere."
"Where?" Ning asked for a long time.
"Boundary Breaking City." Ye Changong said: "Let Si Ming protect you. At this moment, she can travel through the abyss of time."
Ning Jiujiu didn't know why, but he remembered his agreement with Shao Xiaoli and nodded lightly.
"Disciple, please remember this." Ning Jiujiu said.
Ye Changong coughed slightly and said, "Do you have any other wishes?"
Ning Jiujiu was slightly startled and did not answer.
Ye Changong said: "If not, you can go down the mountain with Xue Ci today."
"Yes!" Ning Jiujiu took a deep breath and said suddenly.
Ye Changong said: "But it doesn't matter."
Ning Jiujiu said nervously: "I... I want to see what Master looks like."
Ye Changong did not feel offended, but agreed to his request.
The wind in the hall suddenly became loud.
The white gauze blows, and the figure on it sways, like the wind captured by the white gauze.
The layers of gauze gradually unfolded.
Ning held his breath for a long time, and for a moment, he felt at a loss.
He originally thought that the master would reject or even reprimand him.
In this unexpected consciousness, he finally saw the true appearance of Ye Chan Palace clearly.
It was a quiet lotus water surface, with dark light and shadow. A dark blue dress spread out on the water surface, covered with white gauze. The face Ning Jiujiu said was difficult to describe with pure beauty. She seemed to be extremely quiet, The ultimate elegance, and then pick out the supreme holiness in the clouds to inscribe her name.
Ning sat on his knees for a long time, staring blankly ahead. His Taoist heart was firm, but he was still shocked by everything he saw.
But what shocked him the most was not this unprecedented beauty.
But the appearance of Master.
The "extremely bad state" that Master mentioned was clearly revealed in front of him in a visible form.
Ye Chan Palace sits elegantly on the lotus platform.
The shadow of the white gauze all around is still the graceful figure of a woman.
But she was wearing this Taoist skirt.
But it's like a little girl stealing an adult's clothes.
…
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(Thank you to the book friend Wei Xiaohe for the reward! Thank you to the book friend Jianxinwai Qinglian for the reward! Thank you to the two book friends for their support~ Mum-da.)