In summer, Gu Ling Sect is shrouded in the early morning light, like a black reef condensed in the southeast.
Huge waves and undercurrents have raged across this vast land. Fish and dragons have been dragged into the waves, either becoming part of the torrent, or becoming corpses tumbling among the waves.
Luoshu Tower, Ancient Spirit Sect, Ten Thousand Demons City, and the huge waves in various parts of Middle-earth have calmed down, but these disasters are terrifying to ordinary people that have not been seen in five hundred years.
They occurred concentratedly in one year.
The northwest, which has not been eroded by the disaster, is already desolate. Only a few ports near the Northland have larger cities. Due to the terrain, news in the northwest is blocked, and the major events happening in other places are only heard.
The real panic is in the eighty-one kingdoms of Middle-earth.
The eighty-one kingdoms of Middle-earth are said to be very big, but in fact they are eighty-one steel cities-this is a city that fell from the sky five hundred years ago. Ning Jiujiu once glimpsed this scene in Luo Shu.
Each of the eighty-one cities is only the size of an ordinary human city, but when combined, they form a grand scale. It is like a giant steel dragon standing in the center of Middle-earth. The five largest cities among them are the dragon's claws and fangs.
But the city is impregnable, but the hearts of the people within it are fragile.
In comparison, Luoshu Tower and Ten Thousand Demons City are truly legendary places, where several masters at the top of the Five Paths have gathered. Unlike the Eighty-one Cities in Middle-earth, they are just huge in scale, but there has never been anyone as capable as Figures like the Sword Master of the Sword Pavilion and the Master of the Fourth Floor are masters of Taoism.
Eighty-one City is located in the center of Middle-earth, close to Tianbang, and the news is well developed. After the turmoil from all directions entered the city, it quickly caused an uproar.
This event is related to a certain legend in the Eighty-one City: Demons are encountered in all directions, and dragons are slain by four elephants.
The origin of the legend cannot be traced back. Some say it is a prophecy left by a true immortal, while others say it is a tombstone set by the Sword Master during his first retreat. Over hundreds of years, this prophecy has been expanded many times and has been passed down orally. , known to all ages.
And in the past year, all the major events that have happened in Middle-earth have actually verified many weird theories. For example, "Luo swallows the book, the mournful dragon sings, the wordless and ignorant people shake their heads." "The lonely city is closed, the lion cries, the golden bird cries blood, and the saint does not return."
The recent interceptions and killings in Guyun City seem to be in line with one of the sayings: "Guyun is alone, a man is alone, and the Yangtze River swallows bones forever."
The northwest of Middle-earth is the last place of peace, but if a disaster occurs there, the prophecy of demons from all directions will come true.
Four elephants slay the dragon...
The world doesn't know what the four images are, but the dragon is probably pointing to the eighty-one kingdoms in the middle-earth.
The people are panicked.
Soon after, another saying spread among the eighty-one countries at a strange speed. This saying was much easier to understand than the previous songs: "Worship the golden dragon and you will live."
But now, no one knows what the golden dragon is.
At this moment, there are still one year, one month and twenty-three days until the year of Lei Lao, where the dragon is revered.
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Ning Changjiu and Siming had already left the Ancient Spirit Sect.
Ning Xiaoling and the Fish King walked into the light curtain and swam towards the palace engraved with Ming Lord's long poem.
Lu Marry said goodbye to Ning Jiujiu and Siming.
They had been separated for several months, but they only saw each other for a day and night, and they didn't even talk much.
On the occasion of parting, Lu Marry stood calmly in the courtyard full of summer flowers, smiling and waving goodbye to them, her eyes gentle, neither complaining nor annoyed, only the shadows of the lush leaves in the courtyard fell on her body, with clear light and dark. .
After sending the two of them away, Lu Married went back to the house alone, heated up the leftover eight-treasure rice from yesterday, and ate it alone, chewing slowly and looking longingly at it.
When she came to her senses, a burning smell hit her nostrils.
Lu Marian hurriedly put out the fire. She squatted in front of the small stove with her knees in her arms, uncovered the pot, looked at the burnt bottom of the pot distressedly, and poked her head with chopsticks.
After dinner, Lu Marry went upstairs to clean up the house.
She pushed the door open and looked around, but was surprised to find that the furnishings in the room were still neat, and even the bedding was well folded.
Lu Marry came to her gums, opened the curtain, and groped with her jade fingers on the cloth for a while. She searched her field of vision, but she didn't even see Luo Hong... It was strange that they didn't do anything and just talked all night long by candlelight.
It's not like Ning Changjiu's style...
Lu Marion thought about it carefully and felt that they were considerate of her, so they took the initiative to tidy up the house.
Thinking of this, Lu Marry smiled happily, and her originally quiet brows became much warmer.
She opened the bamboo curtain, lit up the room, then stood by the window, looking at the distant rivers and mountains, clenching her fists, and silently blessing them in her heart.
"I want you to come back safely..."
Lu Marry said softly.
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When Gu Lingzong goes to Nanzhou, it stands to reason that he should pass through Haiguo and take the crossing of the Sea of Destiny. But Ning Jiujiu has now reached the Five Paths and no longer needs to be bound by these rules.
He and Siming no longer need ships, they can ride swords at any seaport and cross the sea of no luck.
Before heading off, the two of them went to Clothes Street.
Si Ming waited quietly outside the city. Not long after, Ning Changjiu bought her a black hooded cloak.
Siming's fingertips touched the front of her body lightly, breaking through the void, and walked in with her clothes. When she came out, she had already changed her clothes, with the dark brim of her hat pressed in front of her forehead, and her colorful long hair was covered by her clothes, leaving only the exposed That pretty face and a few locks of slender hair.
"Well, the clothes I bought fit me quite well." Siming praised him.
Ning Jiujiu said: "Of course, I measured it inch by inch."
Siming bit his lip, hummed and put on the demon fox mask, only revealing his beautiful cold eyes.
Ning Jiujiu arranged her clothes and hair, put them away, and then smiled and said, "Xue'er's appearance is full of mystery."
Siming said: "If you and your wife hadn't forced you to do it, then Zhao Xiang'er would have been doing nothing for thousands of years, and it would have done a lot of harm to others."
Ning Jiujiu said sincerely: "Don't be angry. In fact, you look pretty like this."
"It's not a matter of good looks..." Si Ming's eyes flashed, and he felt sad when he thought that this hair color would reveal his true thoughts.
Ning Jiujiu smiled casually and thought, silly girl, have you forgotten that I have lunar eyes? How can these ordinary hooded clothes hide from my eyes
Ning looked ahead for a long time without squinting, but in his mind he could clearly see that Si Ming's long hair had turned into frosty white.
"Okay, don't be sad anymore." Ning Jiujiu coaxed: "When I meet the master, the master will definitely have a solution."
"I'm not sad about this." Siming said calmly: "Anyway, even if there is nothing I can do, I won't ask Zhao Xiang'er."
Ning Jiujiu asked: "What should we do?"
Siming said firmly: "When the new ones grow out, cut off the old ones. As long as you persevere, you can always recover."
Her long hair turned red.
Ning Jiujiu couldn't help but give a thumbs up, "Xue'er is so cruel, but... you don't need to be too angry on weekdays, don't care too much, you'll get used to it after seeing her for a long time."
Siming said coldly: "I don't need to be angry about this."
In the black robe, her hair is as long as fire.
Ning Jiujiu smiled and shut up.
The world is free and no one is blocking their way. The two of them wield swords very quickly. Within half a day, the rolling waves of the Sea of Destiny are blocking their way.
According to legend, this was the place where Xuanze fell. If you go to the southeast, you will reach Nanming.
Broken Boundary City can't delay it, and I would rather not take a detour to Nanming just for my own curiosity.
"In total, I haven't seen that girl Shao Xiaoli for more than two years." Siming said, and couldn't help laughing, and his long hair turned blue, "Back then, she was calling herself mistress."
Ning thought for a long time about that girl who spoke freely and wore a bright red dress, and felt a little sad.
"Do you still hate her?" Ning Jiujiu asked.
Siming said: "You were the only one who hated me for what happened back then... After I lost that competition, you showed the greatest respect to me by not really making me a slave. In fact... I have always been grateful. of."
Ning Jiujiu smiled and said: "But I am still your master."
"Huh?" Siming was confused.
Ning Jiujiu said: "The ruler of the country is also the master."
"Okay, Master." Si Ming smiled charmingly and said, "You promised me to change the palace. Let me see how you explain to Zhao Xianger in the future."
I would rather remain silent for a long time, but I can't help but regret it.
Siming inexplicably thought of the scene of Zhao Xiang'er chasing Ning Chang all over the world with a feather duster, and couldn't help but laugh, looking forward to it.
And when they crossed the Sea of Destiny, Ning Xiaoling and Fish King from the Ancient Spirit Sect also returned to the Netherworld Temple.
Ning Xiaoling now holds the authority of the underworld, and the small world of the underworld has a kind attitude towards her without any rejection.
Ning Xiaoling came to the stone steps suspended in the darkness, raised her paws, jumped on the stone steps, and came to the outside of the main hall lightly.
The King of Fish is much more clumsy because he is getting fatter and fatter.
Ning Xiaoling entered the palace first, and she immediately saw herself sitting on the throne—a quiet, petite girl in a white dress, like a jasmine flower.
She watched for a while, wagging her soft tail, and tiptoed past her, as if she was afraid of disturbing the sleeping girl in the throne.
Ning Xiaoling came to the pillar where Ming Jun was engraved with long poems, and thought of Jiuyou in the black cotton skirt.
Hope nothing happens again.
When the Fish King came, he also looked at the inscription on the black pillar, and the scrawled writing on it was still fresh in his mind.
"Who is it..."
"Zhulong is dead, Taotie is dead, Xuanze is dead, Sui Zhen is dead..."
"I will die too..."
"I can't go back, I can't even go back..."
“…”
The Fish King scanned it again, and finally set his sights on the end. That sentence was filled with doubts that were so thick that he would never rest in peace:
"Whose hands did the fire fall into?"
Ning Xiaoling asked: "What's written on it?"
The Fish King said: "Some of the last words of Hades. Before it faced death, it seemed that it had been looking for something called fire."
"Tinder?" Ning Xiaoling was a little curious.
The Fish King said: "That seems to be something created by the Star God before his death. Lord Hades calls it hope."
Hope...
Ning Xiaoling curled her long tail around her sword, thinking that if there was anything in this world that could really be called the last hope, then it must be his senior brother...
Ning Xiaoling retracted her thoughts and said, "The Netherworld Ancient Scroll should be better hidden. If something happens, or Jiuyou regrets it, you may be able to become a variable."
"Well, don't worry, no one will doubt a cat." The Fish King nodded, looking harmless to humans and animals. He thought for a while and then said: "How about I pretend to be more useless?"
Ning Xiaoling looked at its current figure and said silently: "Actually, there is no need to pretend..."
"..." The Fish King was hit hard.
Ning Xiaoling raised her sword and slashed at herself and the Fish King. Death was about to come, and the underworld sensed that the abyss hidden deeper revealed its true appearance and accommodated them.
The huge dark sea is like a whale floating over the ancient Netherland country.
They shuttled through the belly of the whale and fell into the dark depths.
At this moment, in the Hades Palace, Jiuyou was wearing a complicated black skirt with silk edges. The black skirt was like an upside-down flower, with layers upon layers, supporting each other and bulging, and covered with a thin layer of gauze. , the girl held up her skirt with both hands, looking left and right in front of the mirror, sometimes standing on tiptoe with her pink diamond-like tender feet, looking at her swan neck, and neatly combing her black hair with the flowers on the other side.
She is the only princess here.
But now she was extremely nervous.
Not because the end is approaching, but because of the snake bones behind the throne.
The snake bone sleeps most of the time and wakes up from time to time. It warned itself a lot and told her a lot of real history.
She is the girlish heart of Hades.
And this snake bone is the remains of Hades Lord.
They were supposed to be one...
But at this moment, Jiuyou couldn't feel much resonance.
She still complied with everything the Bone Snake said. It was an obedience made out of fear.
She stood in front of the mirror and changed into hundreds of dresses every day, with the frequency getting higher and higher.
The reason for her doing this is also very simple - when her heart returns to her body, she will become a man again. At that time, she will no longer be able to wear beautiful dresses.
Jiuyou tiptoed and came outside the hall to look out.
She looked at the dark sea in the sky with conflicting thoughts.
"Why haven't you come yet..."
"Don't come..."
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Night falls.
It was already midnight when Ning Changjiu and Siming crossed the sea of no luck.
The half-moon hangs in the center, its light flowing pale.
Ning Changjiu and Siming were still chatting and laughing along the way, but after they actually arrived in Nanzhou, their expressions suddenly became solemn.
"It will take at least seven days to get to the abyss north of Yujian Tianzong. It will definitely be too late." Ning Jiujiu said.
Siming asked: "Is there any other entrance?"
"Yes." Ning Jiujiu said: "The place where we came out."
At that time, they left the abyss from an ancient well. After coming out, the ancient well disappeared mysteriously. At that time, they searched repeatedly but could not find any clues.
Siming looked at the dark forest in front of him and said, "Do you still remember its location?"
"I don't remember." Ning Jiujiu said.
Siming frowned and said, "Then how to find it?"
Ning looked into her eyes for a long time and said seriously: "I remember the location where I broke into the Purple Garden. The ancient well was due east of there."
Siming also remembered the scene at that time. It was drizzling at that time. She stood on a cliff and looked at Ning Changjiu. She only left after confirming that he had successfully broken through.
It's just that Nanzhou is by no means a small place, and even finding it will definitely take a lot of effort.
But Si Ming looked at Ning Changjiu's calm face and her mood calmed down a bit. She asked, "Do you have any idea?"
Ning Changjiu said: "Yes!"
As he spoke, he closed his eyes, and the Taiyin Eyes were like countless vertical and horizontal lines, trying their best to spread out to the surroundings.
He seemed to be looking for something.
Siming became even more confused and asked softly: "Nanzhou is so far away. Although your Taiyin authority is powerful, how far can it extend?"
"It does not extend too far." Ning Jiujiu said: "But if... there is my sunken anchor, it will be different."
"Sinking anchor?"
"Well... that's part of my body." Ning Jiujiu said seriously.
"A part of your body?" Si Ming sounded a little horrified. She looked at Ning Changjiu and said, "Except for your heart, I don't see any other parts missing from you."
Ning Jiujiu said softly: "Yes..."
At this moment, a faint light suddenly lit up in the southwest direction of the sea of consciousness. The faint light was extremely far away, but far beyond the limit of the lunar power. It echoed with him... This faint light was like the body's A part of it stretched towards him and caught him.
Ning Jiujiu breathed a sigh of relief.
"Found it." Ning Jiujiu said, "There's no need to take a detour, just keep moving forward."
Siming became even more curious: "What did you leave behind in the broken land?"
Ning thought for a long time and said mysteriously: "I'll tell you later."
Siming pretended to be disdainful and said: "I like to talk but don't talk."
Ning Jiujiu sighed in his heart... Of course he couldn't tell her. After he broke through, he fought with Liu Xiwan in the sea of consciousness in the valley. From early morning to dusk, he defeated Liu Xiwan but did not devour her. Instead, it allowed her to leave her body and become an independent existence.
At that time, Liu Xiwan still had a head full of gray hair. The gray hair was so long that it could wrap around her whole body. At that time, she was cutting her long hair short with a sword by a stream. *
The gray hair all over his head was covered with sword threads and sank to the bottom of the stream.
Liu Xiwan was his silver sword, a real part of him. The sword threads on his head were still at the bottom of the stream. When he heard his call, he also felt the reaction.
In Ning Changjiu's sea of consciousness, Nanzhou is no longer a dark place. He only needs to follow the light spot in the southwest and keep moving forward until it is level with the light spot, and he can return to the original place.
"Ning Changjiu." Siming suddenly spoke, interrupting his thoughts.
Ning Jiujiu asked: "What's wrong?"
Siming suddenly took off his hood and said, "I suddenly thought, could this hat not stop your Taiyin?"
Ning Changjiu was stunned for a moment, and immediately said: "Duanjie City is extremely urgent, and we don't have time to fight for this."
Siming looked at him quietly, it was so gloomy...
She stopped deceiving herself and took off her hood and mask. She reached her hands behind her neck and pulled out her hair hidden in her clothes. Her long hair flowed out like water, with bright colors.
They flew into the air together and flew straight away.
The long hair is like satin, dancing gently in the night. It is the most beautiful rainbow in Nanzhou.
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Broken Boundary City.
Under the virtual realm, the long wind of time continued to dance around them.
The higher you go, the faster time flows.
What happened outside lasted for several days, but here it was only a few hours.
But Bai Zang didn't care.
As long as she is not dragged into the virtual realm, she is absolutely sure to defeat Chang'e before the end of Bai Zangnian.
In her opinion, Chang'e was wrong.
She believed that her goal was to enter the Kingdom of the Headless God, but that was not the case.
If she could defeat her projection and absorb all the power of authority in her projection, she would be satisfied.
Chang'e's existence is the only thing she worries about. As long as Chang'e's power is weakened, she can guarantee that she will have peace of mind. As for the day in the future when the world would be in chaos again and the twelve divine kingdoms would fight each other for power, it would be a long time in the future, and she didn't think much about it.
In the sky, this divine battle that should have been earth-shattering seemed a little lonely.
Bai Zang's petite body exudes light like molten silver. Her figure is like a sword, crisscrossing the sky, turning into winding lines. These lines have smooth curvature, each one is thousands of miles long, and broken The boundary city is a cross section of time. These lines have also flowed for millions of years in the span of time.
This is her sword.
This slender and long sword has been endowed with mysterious meaning in a special time and space.
In the center of the line-like sword is the shadow of Shao Xiaoli's red dress and dark hair.
Her figure floats in the sky, like a cloud trapped in the wind.
Ye Changong used Shao Xiaoli's body and held the dead branch in his hand to swing sword after sword. The silver sword light flowed gently around, but it could not break through the iron wall built by Bai Zang's sword light.
"Dreams have no real power, and in the authority of the headless god, time has become too incomplete..." Bai Zang would stop from time to time and look at her quietly: "I'm very curious, what did you do, can you The power of time has worn away to this extent.”
Of course Ye Changong would not answer.
Her figure shuttled in the dazzling sword light, using dreams as a cover, and using fate to create possibilities for rebirth. She shuttled among these possibilities and avoided many seemingly desperate murderous situations.
But Bai Zang's swords are getting denser and denser.
The possibilities that fate can show are getting smaller and smaller.
Finally, a sword line cut across her wrist.
Blood seeped out from behind the fair skin.
Bai Zang spread his fingers.
Under the sky, Bai Zang's already petite figure looks even smaller, but even this tiny figure has the power to control the world and dominate himself.
The chaotic sword is getting closer and closer to Ye Chan Palace.
Shao Xiaoli's red dress was cut every moment, and bright red blood oozed out.
Ye Changong's coughs became more and more intensive.
Bai Zang looked at the woman who was stubbornly resisting, but she didn't feel any pleasure that the enemy was about to die. She was always alert to changes and the other party's back moves.
She has a trump card.
She believed that Ye Changong also had a trump card, but she didn't know when it would be revealed.
But Ye Changong was really like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. He only used his moon branches to block and had no ability to fight back.
The sword light illuminated the virtual realm not far away with a pale color.
Shao Xiaoli's injuries became more and more serious.
"Master?"
Part of Shao Xiaoli's consciousness returned to her body.
She could empathize with Ye Changong's current weakness.
This makes Shao Xiaoli sad.
Bai Zang's sword kept slashing at him. She held Chen Feng in one hand and Honkai in the other. She also had two powers, and her killing power was far greater than that of Ye Chan Palace.
"Master... Master..." Shao Xiaoli felt the pain coming from her body, and she kept shouting for Master.
She could feel that Ye Changong's body was being stripped away bit by bit.
The other party's breath is getting weaker and weaker...
"Master!" Shao Xiaoli suddenly shouted.
"Huh?" Ye Changong seemed to finally hear it.
Shao Xiaoli felt her hand, held the dead branch tightly, and said firmly: "Master, let me do it."
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