On the ancient road, willows are like smoke.
The heavy night suppressed the dust in the sunset, and the lights were as quiet as ever. In an old city inn, Ning stood on the corridor for a long time and looked at the stars. In the hat-like night sky, the moon was as thin as a hook, separated from him. It was so far away that he couldn't imagine that he had stayed there temporarily just a few days ago.
Summer has quietly arrived, and the temperature has obviously turned cooler, but the air is still quietly churning with heat, like fine sand rubbing against the skin.
Ning looked at the moon for a long time, then turned and returned to the house, feeling a sense of coolness.
There were no candles lit in the room, only Si Ming was sitting motionless, her sleeves were hanging down, her jade fingers were changing in them, there was a cold mist between her brows and eyes, and thin ice crystals were floating.
Ning Jiujiu sat down next to her and meditated as well to relieve the fatigue of the day.
As they walked along, they were always flirting, but their speed was not slack at all.
On the Tianzhu Peak, he and Xiang'er merged the sacred scrolls of pure Yang and Taiyin, and entered the five paths. After a few days of rest, he replenished this power and reached perfection. But only today, he has I finally had some time to observe the real changes in my body.
He entered Taoism as an Asura.
He could feel that there was a golden elixir condensed in his sea of consciousness. The golden elixir was like the sun hanging in the sea of consciousness. Its light was pure gold, but it seemed to contain many colors inside.
And his sea of aura is endless as far as the eye can see at this moment, and the sea water in it has become thicker, like juice that has been purified hundreds of times. Every time he absorbs a little bit, it can explode with power several times stronger than before.
Another powerful feature of the Five Paths is the control of heaven and earth. Before the Five Paths, human beings were the kneeling guests of the sky. The fifth path is a climbing ladder that lifts people to extremely high places and overlooks the scenery they have never seen before.
For example, if he looks at the long street at the moment, he can feel the flow of elements and see the earth veins, spring veins and spiritual veins buried deep in the ground. He can naturally disappear into this world, or he can break the void at his fingertips and go to a deeper place. Deep Yu.
But because Shura entered Taoism, this world obviously rejected him. It is conceivable that if his life is in danger one day, he may be like Si Ming and suffer the backlash of the entire world.
Of course, for the Five Paths, the biggest improvement is power.
This is something incredible, something condensed from the original elements and laws of the world, and it is superior to any Taoism.
He took a hard look at his authority.
He couldn't feel the specific location of the authority, but it was like a nail, firmly buried in his body, moving his entire body with every pull, and his presence could not be felt all the time.
This feeling is different from his half-assed 'time' authority in the past. Time authority was robbed, but now the authority is more like an organ that belongs exclusively to him.
Ning felt the authority for a long time... Then, he felt as if his eyes were burning.
He suddenly opened his eyes and sat upright, his body tensed like a bow.
There was nothing in his palm, but it was like a poisonous snake about to spring out. His body was motionless, but like a cheetah about to explode into a spring.
Si Ming felt wary and unconsciously opened his eyes, looking at the young man who was in a strange state.
After a long time, Ning Jiujiu got out of this state.
"What's wrong? Can't you control the authority?" Siming asked.
Ning Jiujiu shook his head and said, "I feel like I have an extra eye."
"What?" Siming stretched out his hand, brushed away his messy hair, stared at his forehead for a while, and said, "Where are those eyes?"
Ning Changjiu smiled and grabbed her hand, gently placed it on his thigh, and said, "Look at me."
Si Ming didn't know why, so Yi Yan stared at him.
Ning Jiujiu looked at her calmly, seemingly affectionately.
After a moment, Siming let out a light sigh.
Ning Jiujiu asked: "Do you feel it?"
Si Ming looked slightly strange and said, "I feel like someone is looking at me from behind!"
Ning Jiujiu nodded and said, "This is my authority."
This is the real Heavenly Eye. There is no need to be distracted to unfold his spiritual consciousness, and it will not be blocked by other things. He can lock anyone at any angle and any direction... and he even has a premonition that he only needs to shoot the arrow at the place where his Heavenly Eye is. Position, then there is no chance that this arrow will miss!
A strange look appeared on Si Ming's beautiful brows. Her silver teeth unconsciously rubbed her red lips and she asked: "Your authority... is actually voyeurism?"
As Siming said this, he subconsciously tugged at the lapel of his robe, feeling that it was unreasonable and that people only deserve their authority.
"..." Ning remained silent for a moment and said, "Is my authority so obscene?"
"Then what is this?" Siming asked.
Ning long recalled the arrow he shot when he opened his Taiyin eyes on Tianzhu Peak, and said seriously: "I decided to name it Taiyin."
Siming frowned and retorted with a cold snort: "Aren't you just changing the name for Peep! Do you want to get away with it? Huh, what do you want this authority for?"
Ning took a deep breath and explained: "I'm not sure about its effect, so I'll take this opportunity to try it."
"How to try?" Siming asked.
Ning Jiujiu took out a porcelain bowl and placed it behind the door. Then he opened the Zi Mansion. As he turned his palm, the golden crow flew across his palm, shaking off the Yang Phoenix Cang Feather Bow. He held the bow in his hand. , upright on the ground.
He turned on the power of Taiyin and stared at the bowl out of sight behind the corner.
At the same time, he drew the bow and vibrated the string, and the air around him twisted and condensed into a straight arrow.
He opened his right eye and stared at the straight arrow shaft.
The string vibrates when the hand is loosened.
The arrow turned into a slender light and disappeared suddenly. The next moment, the sound of breaking porcelain bowls was heard behind the door.
On the other hand, nothing happened to the door.
Siming let out a slight sigh.
"This is Taiyin." Ning Jiuchuan's expression was equally solemn. He explained: "During the process of archery, Taiyin turns into two parts. One falls on the arrow shaft, and the other falls on anything I want to hit. . And as long as the arrow wrapped with my lunar authority is shot out, its end point will definitely be what my heavenly eyes are watching! It is absolutely foolproof."
As Ning Jiujiu said this, Taiyin's Celestial Eye instantly expanded, covering the entire city.
He moved his three fingers, playing the strings three times like playing a harp.
As the string vibrated, three streams of light shot out from the bow.
He stared at a stone in the middle of the street, which shattered.
He stared at a leaf falling slowly, shattering into pieces.
He stared at a piece of feathers floating on the river. The feathers were instantly hit and fell into the mud of the river.
Exactly.
This is not so much shooting an arrow as it is the intersection of authority. Wherever he peeks, the arrow will inevitably land.
In other words, as long as he aims the arrow at a person, then the arrow can hit it no matter what! Because as long as a person is between heaven and earth, it is impossible to escape his lunar eye.
How terrifying must be the lethality of the arrows that the Five Immortals are bound to hit
Siming also figured it out, and she said: "You seem to have the authority of a certain ancient god and ghost king in the ancient times... Ghost Vision. He can use his eyes to cut the creatures he sees into pieces in an instant, leaving only one Bones. The ghost king was once all-powerful for a while, but this power also had drawbacks, that is, it could only dissolve flesh and blood. Later, he met a lucid immortal, and his eyes were cut out alive."
Ning Jiujiu said: "Are you trying to scare me?"
Siming smiled and said: "That's not true. Your invisible eyes look more powerful than your visible eyes. It doesn't matter if your eyes are cut off."
"..." Ning sighed for a long time: "Why do you always want to cut out my eyes?"
Siming sat in front of him, crossed his legs, and said in a cold tone: "You have the power of Taiyin. What if you have evil intentions and peek at other girls? I don't trust you!"
Ning Jiujiu smiled helplessly and said, "What else can I do? Can I still hand over power to you like private money?"
Siming's eyes became even colder, "Do you still have some private money?"
"Alas..." Ning Jiujiu rubbed his forehead and said, "Anyway, don't worry. After seeing a beauty like you, how can other women fall into my eyes?"
Si Ming was doubtful and said: "Huh, be careful not to let me find out."
The two of them adjusted their breath together for a while. When the spiritual energy was full and the state returned to its peak, they did not stay. After leaving the rent money, they disappeared into the black with their swords.
The lights of the old city were left behind.
They were walking through the high sky, the wind and clouds were blowing, and the sound of heaven and earth was heard in their ears, and there was silence.
At first, it took them nearly a month to travel from Ancient Spirit Sect to Ten Thousand Demons City, but now it only takes ten days at most for them to return to Ancient Spirit Sect.
Thunder rolled across the cold, thin sky.
Half an hour later, they will arrive at the Tianhu Mountains.
…
The Tianhu Mountains are where the two of them cut bamboo and went boating.
There are thousands of miles of rivers surrounding it, and countless strange peaks rise from the ground, like green swords, pointing straight into the sky.
The four disciples of Jiange settled down in the peak a day ago.
Zhou Zhenyue stayed on top of the main peak.
She was the first disciple of the Sword Master. The Sword Master transformed the boat in his name into the surname Zhou and gave it to her. Since she was born in the first month of the year, she was named Zhenyue.
She sat on the mountain peak, waiting intently under the moon.
The surrounding mountain peaks were all lush and lush, but the one she was on looked silvery white as if it had been poured with molten silver—these were all her sword intent spreading out.
She assumed the aura of treating others with a lonely sword.
But the other junior brothers and sisters have already been lurking in various mountains, waiting for opportunities.
The third senior brother and the fourth senior brother were guarding the valley on the right. The two of them formed a net with their swords, intertwining invisibly, forming an ambush. As soon as the opponent steps in, they can immediately close the net.
The foothills on the left wing are guarded by Second Senior Sister.
At this moment, the river was surging, and the clothes of Second Senior Sister Liu Junzhuo were neatly folded on the bank, with a freshly whittled bamboo sword pressed on top.
Senior Sister has already calculated that according to Si Ming's realm, the earliest we can get here is early this morning.
What's more, that was still the state when Si Ming was at his peak. In the City of Ten Thousand Demons, she almost lost her soul. Now that she is barely scraping together, her state is probably even lower.
Liu Junzhuo bathed in the clear river water, washing away the fatigue from rushing here for the past two days.
Of course, she did not relax her vigilance. Even when she was bathing, her consciousness still covered a thousand miles around her, and she could detect any changes in spiritual power at any time.
This is a simple and pure ambush, without any conspiracy or skills. It just divides the world into a canyon. They guard the only road in the canyon, waiting for the other party to break in, and then leave their heads.
The sword pavilion has been killing people like this since ancient times. It doesn't need to be seen, a thousand-mile flying sword can directly destroy the palace.
Liu Junzhuo's jade body exuded a glistening sword light, illuminating the river. Her black color spread on the water, like spreading algae, and her graceful hair undulated with the water.
She imagined Si Ming, whom she had never met, and wondered what kind of person she was... a gorgeous beauty, or a green-faced and fanged monster
The will to fight burned in her heart.
At the same time, the appearance of the boy in white also came to mind... When Tianbang first met, she faced her first defeat in her life. She was surprised by the other person's talent, but she didn't really take him seriously.
But after all, there was no quarrel with him. She always felt a little regretful if she wanted to kill him like this.
But who made him a thief
How can the life of just one person compare to the lives of all living beings in the world
Liu Junzhuo opened his arms, gently stirred up the water, and swam toward the shore.
…
Outside Tianhu Mountain.
Si Ming stood with her hands behind her hands. The flowing river water kept collapsing, but it could not take away her faint reflection in the river.
She is protecting Ning for a long time.
Ning Jiujiu stood on the left, also looking at the river in trance.
"Did you see it?" Siming asked.
"Yes." Ning stared at the river for a long time, but his eyes had expanded invisibly, covering all of Tianhu Mountain. He said: "The two male disciples of Jiange are guarding our left side, hiding on the edge of a swampy valley. , prepare to ambush us."
Siming looked to the left and prepared a response strategy in his mind.
After a moment, Ning Changjiu said again: "Senior Sister Jiange, on the highest peak in the middle, the posture is to fight head-on."
Siming snorted coldly and said quietly: "With so many people here, it is really shameless to pretend to face the enemy with a single sword."
Ning didn't speak for a long time.
Siming asked doubtfully: "Where is the second child of Jiange? The one you met in Tianbang, didn't she come?"
Ning Chang's expression remained normal and he said, "Here he comes."
"Where are the people?" Siming asked.
Ning Changjiu hesitated for a while and said: "She is in the peak forest on our right. The river goes into it. We can see her by walking on the third river from left to right."
Siming asked again: "Why is your tone so weird?"
Ning Jiujiu's words were calm and calm: "It's nothing, I'm just a little surprised why she didn't bring a sword and only whittled a bamboo sword. It was too much."
Siming became even more confused, "Huh? What's so strange? Didn't you win her sword?"
"That's it..." Ning Jiujiu replied dryly, without saying more, he spread his right palm, and the golden crow stayed in his palm.
He put his hand into the divine bird condensed with golden light, took out the Yulei Sword, handed it to Siming, and said: "The sword made of condensed energy cannot be compared to the real divine sword. Take this." Bar."
Si Ming was not polite. She knew that Ning Changruo only wanted to shoot arrows and had no time to draw his sword.
Huh, if you have arrows, you don't need a sword... It's really a new thing!
Siming took the sword and waved the sword flower in the air, taking advantage of it.
Ning Jiujiu took out the Yanghuang Cangyu Bow from the Golden Crow.
He stood his bow upright in front of him and pointed it in the direction of Tianhu Mountain.
His left hand rests on the arm of the bow. The texture of the arm is like the enamel of fish scales. It looks smooth, but feels rough like sandpaper. This roughness touches the palm of his hand. He held the bow steady.
Ning Changjiu's right hand rested on the invisible string, and he pulled the bow open. The entire bow bent and deformed with the movement of his arm.
Unconsciously, the golden arrow was already on the string.
The spiritual power in Ning Jiujiu's body surged with the action of pulling the bow, and in the spiritual sea, a big whale seemed to rise up at any time.
"Have you selected a target?" Siming asked.
"Liu Junzhuo." Ning Changjiu said.
"Why her?" Siming was puzzled.
"Because she ambushed us and dared to be distracted..." Ning Jiujiu's voice was like an arrow, condensed into a thin line.
"Well, in short, you must be careful with the first arrow." Siming did not ask any more questions, but just reminded him.
This is an unexpected confrontation between the enemy and the enemy.
There's never been an easier time to do damage than with this arrow.
The authority of Taiyin wraps the arrow.
The location of the arrow is the starting point, and the place where his heavenly eyes are looking is the end point that the arrow will reach.
He drew a straight line for the arrow with his eyes, locking it with the enemy like a cause and effect.
"Yeah!" Ning pursed his lips for a long time, closed his eyes and responded seriously.
The night is getting heavier and heavier.
The sound of the rushing river sounded like a roar in my ears.
This was Ning Jiujiu's second time shooting an arrow, but his movements were extremely skillful, as if he had practiced them tens of thousands of times.
Everything lost its color, the power of millions of stones was stretched in the strings, and the surrounding space kept shaking, as if it was cut into countless pieces.
The bow has been drawn to perfection.
…
Liu Junzhuo felt like someone was staring at him!
That person may be the surging river water flowing by his feet, or the water droplets falling spontaneously and rolling over the curve of the body, or all the plants and trees around him.
This feeling is very bad.
The bamboo sword flew up, and the sword jacket in white dress and black skirt flew up with a roar. As she spun around, it was wrapped around her body. When the Luo belt was first tied, her pupils shrank in shock.
On the river in front, a slender golden light suddenly flashed across, appearing out of thin air, like lightning lighting up at the bottom of the river.
When the lightning came in front of me, it was already like a giant python.
There was a loud bang.
There was no warning at all.
The golden light exploded, and countless electric balls burst out from it, or smashed into the water, or embedded themselves in the canyon wall. They collided, splashed, and tore everything apart. In an instant, the golden light enveloped the whole river and the river, as if there were three Hundreds of thunder males and lightning females beat gongs and drums in unison, raining down countless divine punishments. The dazzling golden light of thunder and lightning instantly filled the entire canyon, and the terrifying aura crazily overflowed.
The huge explosion was instantly suppressed by the roar of the wind.
The roar of the wind comes from the arrows.
The lightning and flames washed past proudly like a torrent, and in the middle, the high-speed spinning arrows set off an even more powerful storm and continued to rush forward.
A black shadow was pressed out of the fire current by the arrow.
The dark shadow is Liu Junzhuo.
Her long hair was messy, the water on her hair and clothes had long been evaporated, and her sword eyes seemed to be on fire.
The moment the arrow came, she noticed it.
At that moment, her figure changed thousands of times.
But the sword also changed thousands of times with her.
It seemed like it had eyes, piercing through the layers of space and shooting straight at itself.
What kind of arrow is this? !
Liu Junzhuo couldn't understand.
Her bamboo sword collided with the arrow and was immediately destroyed.
Most of the arrow was consumed, but she resisted hastily, and before her spiritual power could be mobilized into a formed defense, with the explosion of the arrow piercing the sky, her body was thrown away, and she hit the cliff like a meteor.
The power of this arrow alarmed Zhou Zhenyue.
She stood up suddenly and looked in the direction of Liu Junzhuo.
The two peaks were struck by some terrifying force and slowly collapsed towards the middle.
"Junior sister?" She immediately understood that the battle broke out there.
Zhou Zhenyue did not hesitate and immediately flew away with her sword.
The broad river bank outside Tianhu Peak.
Ning held his bow for a long time, his face turning pale.
Yanghuang Cangyu Bow is a holy weapon of the saint.
He had just entered the five realms, and even with Shura's blessing, it seemed difficult to fully draw the bow.
Siming asked: "How is it?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "Liu Junzhuo is injured."
Si Ming had a strange look on his face.
It is extremely unbelievable for someone at the beginning of the Five Paths to injure the Peak of the Five Paths with one arrow, even under an absolute sneak attack.
"Let's go!" Ning Jiujiu said immediately.
Siming asked: "Shall we directly take advantage of the victory to attack and kill Liu Junzhuo?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "Go to the third and fourth sons of Jiange."
As he spoke, he stood the bow on another rock, straightened the long bow, turned the bow head, and pointed at the other side of Tianhu Mountain.
The golden arrow condensed again, with a faint brilliance.
His posture with bow and arrow is like a ferocious statue.
In the darkness of the night, the killing intention suddenly became solemn. Although it was not as good as the previous arrow, it was still terrifying.
Siming immediately understood that the arrow not only injured Liu Junzhuo, but also drove away the second senior sister. At this moment, it was the best choice to defeat the two weaker male disciples!
On the other side of Tianhu Peak, in a large swamp, the third senior brother and the fourth senior brother stood facing each other with ancient swords in their arms.
"There seems to be someone." The third senior brother suddenly said.
"Who?" Fourth Senior Brother was confused.
"Senior sister, there seems to be some movement there." Third senior brother said.
"Huh? So early?" The fourth senior brother pondered: "But they were so unlucky that they bumped into the two senior sisters directly. I hope they haven't been defeated when we arrived."
The third senior brother said coldly: "Their ability to reach Tianhu Peak before dawn has exceeded expectations and cannot be underestimated."
The fourth senior brother lazily responded.
He was about to speak.
The light swallowed up the sound.
"Be careful!" Third Senior Brother suddenly shouted.
The arrow appeared in front of him almost out of thin air.
It was a golden arrow.
The arrow crosses the river, rolls up the water, passes through the clouds, rolls up thunder and lightning, passes over the mountain peak, rolls up stone debris, and passes through the sky, trembling and roaring.
The arrow passes through the invisible void, but what it carries with it is the real element.
They condensed their arrowheads and exploded when they approached the two of them.
Another unexpected arrow.
In the golden light, the sword net formed by the two men was instantly torn apart.
The sword intent of the sword pavilion was activated, and the impact of the golden arrow pushed them up into the sky together.
The third senior brother and the fourth senior brother fell out of the golden light in embarrassment.
They resisted the arrow together and were not seriously injured, but the previous ambush was destroyed.
They looked at each other, confused.
How is this going
How did the other party discover him
Where did this arrow come from? There is no angle for an ambush with arrows nearby...
Just as they were thinking, a piercing killing intent approached them again.
A woman's figure suddenly appeared in the swamp that had been thrown away earlier.
The woman was extremely beautiful, and the fragments of the swamp were raging like a storm, but they couldn't touch her dress at all. The two of them looked at her, and they couldn't tell whether this was the arrival of death or the projection of gods from heaven to the mortal world!
Siming holds Yu Lei in his hand. She is a god and a ghost holding a sword in her hand.
She raised her head indifferently and raised her sword to the sky.
On the other side, Zhou Zhenyue came to the cliff where the light erupted.
She couldn't hide her shock when she looked at the collapsed peaks, the cut off rivers, and the piles of boulders.
"What happened?!" Zhou Zhenyue's figure fluttered.
Liu Junzhuo's eyebrows were pale, and there was a little blood on her chest... It was an arrow wound.
She said in a cold voice: "They discovered me first. They shot an arrow earlier, but I was unable to defend myself in time..."
"Arrow?" Zhou Zhenyue felt even more strange: "Where are they?"
Liu Junzhuo pondered for a moment, and was about to say that they would probably come after him, but just as he started to speak, the two proud disciples of Jiange turned their heads.
In the east, dawn seems to have arrived early, and the sword light is like daylight in an instant.