The summer wind shook the bell, and the sound leaked into the house, and the wind was separated by the window.
Ning sat in a chair for a long time. The simple hall was washed by the rain and scorched by the scorching sun, exuding the fragrance of vegetation. Shao Xiaoli sat motionless next to him. When the light was perpendicular to the wall, Ning Changjiu finally opened his eyes.
Of course, this short time was not enough for him to recall everything. He only traced the outline of the year in the sea of consciousness to prevent himself from forgetting.
The grievances and grudges between himself and several fellow women seemed to be in pieces under that burning iron-like sky.
When 'Chen Feng' looked back on the past, he saw Quan Fu with his own eyes.
Before he became the God Lord, Quanfu was called Quanfu Tianjun. He seemed to like the name so much that he kept it.
At that time, Huan Fu was almost the incarnation of the Dark Lord who had infiltrated into the human world. He was so powerful that he was invincible. As seen in "Chen Feng", he had a white robe and battle armor, and his appearance was like a wisp of fairy smoke. He had the impression that those who obey me will prosper and those who go against me will perish. Arrogant.
At that time, Huan Fu did not foresee that many years later, a beam of moonlight would return to the world and cut off his proud head with a sword.
As for the ape hiding under the tree wearing a bamboo hat and peeking, it must be Ju's father later.
That was his last disciple.
Before he was killed, he cut off the divine bones and power and gave them to the ape, so his last death was so easy. When he died, except for his soul, he was truly alone.
After Quan Fu killed him, the Quan Funian at that time happened to have passed, and his soul was not captured by Quan Fu, but fell into the hands of the Lei Lao Nian of the next year.
Lei Lao was also one of the first few divine masters to ascend the throne of God.
He didn't have much memory about Lei Lao, he only remembered that it was one of the old Dragon Kings. He deliberately died at the last moment of Quan Funian, probably because he expected that Lei Lao would betray the dark master.
Ning Jiujiu guessed that this betrayal was related to Zhulong's death. After all, most of the ancient dragon clan was indebted to Zhulong.
As for Suzaku... He still doesn't quite understand what Suzaku wants.
After that, his soul was detained in the eternal world of Lei Lao until five hundred years ago, when his father entered the eternal world and made an unclear deal with Lei Lao. He took out his soul and gave it to the master. respect.
Jufu is a spiritual monkey born in response to the fate of all monsters. When he was born, it was shocking, and when he died, it was also shocking.
Of course, a monster at the level of a God Lord cannot be truly killed, but now Jufu's remnant soul is suppressed under the Eighty-one Kingdoms of Middle-earth. In the eyes of the God Lord, it is no different from death.
It's just that the inheritance of thousands of years has not been cut off. Now, he holds the demon-slaying sword in his hand again.
Ning kept his eyes open for a long time, as quiet as an ink painting. After a long time, the light in the room began to flow slowly.
"It is said that before I met Master in this life, my name was Zhang Jiu. Master said she didn't like this name, so she changed my name to Jiu Jiu. I chose my last name myself. I saw that the character Ning is like a sword, so I chose it. Ning." Ning Jiujiu finally spoke, his voice a little slow, like sediment accumulated in a clear stream.
Shao Xiaoli sat upright on the side, just like he did when he lectured four or five thousand years ago.
Shao Xiaoli was puzzled, "Zhang Jiu... Ning Jiujiu, is there any meaning in this?"
Ning Jiujiu stretched out his hand, and the purple mansion overflowed with golden light, forming a three-legged golden crow with his fingertips. He took out the divine bow from the golden crow. The divine bow was so heavy that the corner of the table was unstable.
Ning looked at the bow for a long time and said slowly: "Zhang Jiu, the bow is long, the master took the word long and abandoned the word bow. And I changed this bow to 'Ning', which is a sword. In the previous life It may be a coincidence that the divine bow is used as a weapon, but in this life it is used as a sword. Over the years, I have always felt that I am missing something, and now that I think about it, perhaps it is the bow on the left side of the character Zhang."
Shao Xiaoli looked at this huge golden bow and asked in a low voice: "Didn't you already find your own bow?"
Ning Jiujiu smiled and shook his head: "This is the bow of the Golden-winged Dapeng, not mine. My bow seems to be scattered somewhere, and I don't know how to find it."
Ning Changjiu lowered his head a little and smiled to himself. In his previous life, his master had arranged everything for him, and even made a deal with Suzaku to exchange Xihe's soul and promise him to be his fiancée. Master may just hope that he can spend this life without any worries, but how is this possible
The carefree life in his previous life only brought peace and not much joy. In this life, he has experienced countless ups and downs, life and death, and wandered thousands of miles north and south, but he feels at ease.
Shao Xiaoli looked at the worry hidden in his calmness, tentatively held his hand, and said with a smile: "Don't think too much, maybe Master just took the meaning of 'May people live long'."
Ning Jiujiu smiled lightly and said, "Maybe."
Ning Jiujiu turned his face sideways and looked at Shao Xiaoli's beautiful face. Those big eyes seemed to hide an entire Luo River and would bring out white lotus flowers at any time.
Shao Xiaoli became much quieter. She looked at him quietly, no longer speaking arrogantly, and her voice was filled with soft emotions: "Boss, what did you dream about after sleeping for so long? Is it something from the past?"
"Well, it happened in the past."
"I also saw some of them when I was fighting with Bai Zang. I seemed to be the god of Luohe in the past, and in the end... I also died by the Luohe River."
"Well, at that time, everyone called you Luo Shen, a symbol of beauty."
Shao Xiaoli touched his face lightly with his fingers and asked: "Then, what kind of person is Luo Shen?"
Ning Jiujiu recalled what Chen Feng saw. At first, Luo Shen was a bit selfish and a femme fatale. Even a cold-blooded person like Chang'e got angry because of her. However, in the subsequent confrontation between ancient immortals, ancient gods and other forces, , it seems that the clouds are calm and the wind is gentle.
"Luo Shen..." Ning Jiujiu stretched out his hand, flicked Shao Xiaoli's forehead, and said, "Luo Shen is such a person, you must know better than me."
Shao Xiaoli rubbed his forehead and said, "Boss perfunctory me again."
Ning Jiujiu smiled softly.
Shao Xiaoli asked: "Then boss, can you tell me the stories of other people? For example, Master, she and you were husband and wife in the previous life, right?"
"So be it."
"What does it mean?"
"For example, everyone thinks that a certain two people are a perfect match, so you follow God's will or people's good wishes and get together. Everyone is very happy and thinks that you are an extremely loving couple, but in fact you are very different. He talks less and is more like a partner in killing, like a bow and an arrow, neither one can live without the other."
"Oh... that's it." Shao Xiaoli thought of the word "appearance is in harmony but the soul is separate", but felt that it was not accurate enough.
"The past is history." Ning looked around the thatched cottage for a long time and said, "After repairing it, it's time to think about the future."
Shao Xiaoli responded and said with a smile: "Anyway, I will follow the boss from now on."
Ning Changjiu smiled and nodded.
Shao Xiaoli came closer. She looked at the understated look of worry on Ning Changjiu's cheek. She held her cheek with her right hand and blinked: "Is there anything I need to pay attention to in the future? For example, with the mistresses... um... "
Shao Xiaoli didn't know how to express it, and his cheeks turned red.
Ning Jiujiu felt a little ashamed when he thought about this.
He suddenly felt that what Xiang'er said was right. He had given away his authority, divine bones, realm, and fire to others, but it seemed that he had only passed down some bad qualities.
But he also felt innocent. He just wanted to give them a home...
"Don't talk about this, I'm hungry." Ning Changjiu changed the subject forcibly, "I used to eat Xiaoli's cooking every day, and I miss it a bit."
Shao Xiaoli asked: "What does the boss want to eat?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "Do whatever you are good at."
"Well, that's fine, I just happened to discover a new dish recently."
"What?"
"Lei Lao Quan supports the battle at the Flame Mountain!"
"..." Ning Jiujiu said against his will: "I'm looking forward to it."
While Shao Xiaoli was cooking, Ning Jiujiu left the house, and Lord Xueyu flapped his wings and flew in front of him, as if he were seeing his savior.
"Uncle Ning, are you awake? I've been traveling in Nanzhou these days, but I've heard a lot of rumors about you. But don't worry, I keep a low profile for a demon and won't make any noise." Mr. Xueyu jumped on one foot and patted his chest. said.
Ning Jiujiu said: "You will cause less trouble in the future, so that Xiao Li can also worry less."
Mr. Xueyu said: "Don't I think about you? I want to form a demon army that you can control before you wake up!"
"I think you just want to be arrogant."
"You...Uncle Ning, even though I am trapped in this skin now, I have great ambitions to spread the wings of a golden roc."
"Jinpeng..." Ning Jiujiu suddenly smiled, and this smile was a little frightening in the eyes of Lord Xueyu, "Okay, don't bother, just take care of this village honestly and be your mascot. This world It’s not good for monsters.”
"It's not good for monsters... Well, that's true. After the catastrophe of five hundred years ago, they killed or suppressed all the monsters, but they were merciful to people. It's really unfair." Xue Yujun said with deep understanding.
Ning Jiujiu asked: "Do you know the reason for this?"
Mr. Xueyu asked: "Can this have any profound meaning?"
Ning Changjiu said: "You plant fruits in your garden. One kind of fruit ripens once a year, and another kind of fruit ripens once every ten years. You take them to the market and sell them, but the price is the same. What will you do?"
Mr. Xueyu thought hard for a while and said: "I will cut down all the fruits that ripen every ten years and replace them with ones that ripen once a year."
Ning Changjiu smiled and nodded, saying: "This is the reason why the demon clan is suppressed by heaven."
Mr. Xueyu stood on the spot, dumbfounded, and his mind could not turn around for a while.
"He's saying... chicken and human flesh have the same price?"
…
Ning Jiujiu walked alone through the Southern Wasteland and came to the bank of the Red River. The curse of the Red River disappeared with the collapse of the Boundary City. He lowered his head, and what he saw was not bones, but his own thin figure.
He could even feel that this red river was vaguely repulsive to him.
Not only Honghe, but the entire world was repelling him.
He entered the five realms through the path of Shura, so he was not tolerated by heaven and earth.
Viewed from here, Liantian Town and Yujian Tianzong are both on the line due south, while Zhao State is in the southwest.
He has no thoughts of revisiting his old place to see things and reflect on them. After entering the Five Paths, his understanding of himself and the world has entered a new level. He knows that a real immortal cannot be too contaminated by the world, not to mention that he is a Sixth Path. of Shura.
When he first rescued Lu Marion, he repeated to her the words of his second senior brother: "It's not that I avoid the world, but that the world avoids me."
His understanding of this sentence became more profound.
But he still wanted to go back to Yujian Tianzong to have a look, and it would be best to go back with Lu Jianyou.
Of course, these are just trivial emotions. What he thinks about most is what the master is doing at the moment and what he should do at the moment.
Ning Jiujiu put out his hand with great effort.
The water in the Red River rolled, and rusty ancient swords flew out of the water, hovering brokenly beside them, like a flock of crows with broken feathers.
That’s not how it feels…
Ning was silent for a long time, sighed, let go of his hand, and hundreds of rusty swords sank back to the bottom of the river.
He raised his head and looked at the scorching sun in the sky, his eyes a little dazed.
What should you do if you want to get your past self back
Ning calmed down his thoughts for a long time and stood by the Red River for a long time, the hot summer wind blowing his face thin.
Finally, Ning Jiujiu figured out something. He stretched out his hand, and a three-legged golden crow appeared on his fingertips.
Jinwu stared at him, motionless.
"Master actually killed you back then, right?" Ning Changjiu looked at Jinwu and asked.
This was a question he asked himself, because it was impossible for Jinwu to give him an answer.
He was the only one who had experienced and remembered the previous life, so the answer to the master's last sword attack could only be guessed by himself.
Why do people have innate spirits, and why are innate spirits in the form of animals or ancient mythical beasts
Ning Jiujiu had a guess.
In the era of Emperor Jun and Xi He, they had mastered the method of refining ancient beast mounts into spirits. For example, Xi He's spirit was the Fire Phoenix.
This was supposed to be a unique skill to help with spiritual practice, but now, the innate spirit has become something that many ascetics are born with.
This is unreasonable, so it should be planted by humans.
Ning Jiujiu once thought about a question: After the death of a monk, where does the innate spirit go
In the past, the mainstream view was that innate spirits would die along with the cultivators, but now, Ning Jiujiu clearly understood the dark master's intentions.
Therefore, if he guessed correctly, after death, the innate spirit should have 'ascended' in an unknown way with all the spiritual power of the monk during his lifetime.
They soar into the sky and convey spiritual energy to the Dark Lord.
In the history books of five hundred years ago, there were very few records of the innate spirit. The innate spirit was really taken seriously by people only after Jufu declared war on heaven five hundred years ago.
And in the past five hundred years, the entire human world has almost never heard of an ascended person...
The more Ning Jiujiu thought about it, the more frightened he became. He felt that he had vaguely touched upon a secret: the innate spirit seemed to be something that helped human beings practice, but in fact it was a strange parasite that would do everything it could in front of you. Helping you, but unknowingly limiting your upper limit - the fewer people and monsters at the top of the Five Paths, the less likely it is that a large-scale catastrophe that violated destiny five hundred years ago will occur.
After the cultivator dies, the innate spirit will quietly bring most of the spiritual energy to the sky as food for the dark master!
In the early days of cultivation, the innate spirit did not exist at all. The so-called innate spirit at that time was actually obtained through one's own practice and refining, and belonged to the same origin as the acquired spirit today.
Cultivation is a conspiracy of heaven, and so is the innate spirit!
Ning stared at the Golden Crow for a long time, and while reflecting on the catastrophe, he figured it out bit by bit.
A few months ago, Ye Changong had a similar discussion with three disciples. Their discussion was even darker. They believed that the innate spirit was the sword of the dark master - the innate spirit and the ascetics were related in life, so as long as they Practitioners who want to be disobedient have innate spirits, and the dark master can easily destroy the innate spirits, thereby killing the disobedient people!
Ning sighed for a long time.
Whether it was 3,500 years ago or 500 years ago, the initiators of the Hunter Country Plan had countless people who responded and died vigorously for their beliefs. But now, most of the top cultivators have innate spirits, and it is impossible for him to tell them the truth about the world and let them be buried with them in a meaningless way.
This may be the loneliest battle for hunting country in five thousand years.
Ning Jiujiu closed his eyes and walked into Jinwuli.
The world of Golden Crow was open to him.
Sparks were floating all over the sky, like a burning jade palace. The black sun puppet was swaying on the ground, staring at the stars in the sky, feeling numb and silly.
When they saw Ning Changjiu, they immediately shook their bodies and said, "Happy, we are very happy."
Ning Jiujiu smiled.
He came to the Golden Crow Kingdom.
At first, Huanghe Longque killed Xihe in the Ancient Sun Kingdom, but she could not truly occupy the Ancient Sun Kingdom, so she wanted to use the Golden Crow to divide the Sun Kingdom and then refine it one by one.
At that time, Yi was still in the world. He drew his bow and arrows and shot the eight kingdoms to pieces.
The myth is bizarre - the Golden Crow was originally transformed by his golden arrows, but was killed by his golden arrows.
The last Golden Crow was afraid of death, and took the share of the Kingdom of God it occupied to surrender and recognize its master.
At that time, Suzaku had just been reborn from the ashes and was still weak. He did not stop all this, leaving only the souls of Xi and Huo Feng, which were wrapped in the Houtian spirit.
Ning Jiujiu originally thought that the incomplete Sun Kingdom might be controlled by Suzaku, but he experienced the dust and read the history and came up with a new guess - the Sun Kingdom turned into nine parts, and eight parts were destroyed by his own hands. This Golden Crow The world is the last ruins of the Kingdom of the Sun.
He stood among them as if in his own tomb.
Based on the direction of the Xihe Temple, he came to the ruins of the original Emperor Jun Temple. He stood on the floating gravel, imagining that there was a throne here, then sat on it and closed his eyes calmly.
He didn't make any unnecessary moves, but the entire Kingdom of God shook at this moment.
The floating sparks gathered towards the middle, and the hot light stream slowly gathered in the sky. Light seeped out between the sky and the earth. The light did not dare to really get close. It was more like a waiter standing in the distance, peeping at the old things that had not been seen for five thousand years. host.
…
As evening approached, the Golden Crow flew into the house through the open window. Ning Chang landed on the ground, and his nose immediately smelled the rich fragrance.
He sensed the heaven and earth in the Golden Crow Divine Kingdom and stayed there for two full hours. Now his mind is still a little hazy and even his steps are a little sloppy.
He opened his eyes and saw a familiar figure from behind.
"Marry...why are you here?"
Ning Jiujiu guessed that Lu Yuanjian would come to find him, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.
He felt more at ease, opened his arms, hugged her from behind as usual.
After a while, Ning Jiujiu realized something was wrong.
This is not marriage!
He let go of his hand, leaving Shao Xiaoli standing there in fear. She hugged her chest and hesitated, "Um... Boss, I..."
Ning looked at Shao Xiaoli for a long time and suddenly woke up, "Why are you wearing wedding clothes?"
Shao Xiaoli was also aggrieved and said: "Boss, you are so frivolous and you still blame me. Are you a human being?"
Ning Changjiu was speechless for a moment and said, "If you wear a red dress, how can I admit that you are wrong?"
Shao Xiaoli was a little angry, "If I wore a red dress, you would have recognized me as Xiang'er."
"No." Ning Changjiu shook his head and said firmly: "How could I be such a beast?"
"..." Shao Xiaoli sighed and said, "Okay, boss, don't scold yourself all the time. Come over and eat."
Ning Jiujiu was pulled to the simple dining table by Shao Xiaoli.
Ning stared at the fried rabbit head with chili pepper on the table for a long time, lost in thought.
"What's that next to it?" he asked.
"Eel silk." Shao Xiaoli replied.
"Is this the battle at the Flame Mountain that Lei Lao Quan Fu is talking about?" Ning Jiujiu was shocked.
Shao Xiaoli nodded and said: "Yes, I just heard that there is a saying in the human world that there are rats and oxen, and there happen to be twelve divine masters. I compared them and saw that Quanfu is a rabbit and Lei Lao is a dragon!"
Ning Jiujiu was convinced, and he praised: "Xiao Li's cooking is as unconstrained as ever."
Shao Xiaoli smiled softly, his brows filled with pride.
Ning wanted to move his chopsticks for a long time, but felt that the table was shaking a little. He lowered his head and saw that one of the table legs seemed to be broken.
Shao Xiaoli also noticed it. She pursed her thin red lips and said with a smile: "Boss put such a heavy bow on the table. Of course the table can't bear it... Hey, boss, wait a minute, I'll get something to cushion it." one time."
With that said, Shao Xiaoli got up and went to the house to look for something useful. After searching for a long time, he finally found a book.
She hesitated and stuffed the book under the foot of the table.
"What kind of book did you stuff?"
"A book of fairy tales... I'll give it a try for now. After dinner, I'll gather some straw and replace it."
"Yeah, okay." Ning responded casually without thinking for a long time and started to eat with his chopsticks.
Shao Xiaoli's cooking skills are much more practical than her naming of dishes, which is about the level of three Xiaoling or twenty-four and a half Xiang'er.
The battle at Lei Lao Quan Fu Huoyan Mountain was put down by them together.
Night falls.
I would rather go back to my bed and rest for a long time.
Shao Xiaoli took off the white clothes he was wearing and walked carefully to Ning Changjiu's side.
"Boss... Tonight I..." Shao Xiaoli bit his lip and said softly.
Ning looked at the graceful girl in the night for a long time. She was now almost twenty years old, her childishness had faded away, and Zhong Ling's brows were glowing with beauty.
Ning Jiujiu was stunned for a moment and said, "What's wrong with Xiao Li?"
Shao Xiaoli gritted his silver teeth and said seriously: "Boss, actually, I have been suppressing it for a long time. Now that you finally wake up, I feel that I don't need to be patient anymore. Boss, I want to..."
Ning Jiujiu looked at the girl tightening her trembling shoulders, at her delicate look due to her struggle. Her red dress reflected the moonlight, her neck was as thin as jade, and she exuded a complex charm in the deserted air.
He couldn't help but think of Shao Xiaoli standing on the bank of Luohe River in his previous life, holding a knife and bathing in blood.
When he left Broken Boundary City, he said that he owed her an explanation.
In fact, he owes an explanation of 3,500 years.
Now there are only two people in the world, a man and a woman. Ning looked at her for a long time and said with a gentle smile: "Well, if Xiao Li really wants it, tonight will be fine."
Shao Xiaoli was stunned and said: "Boss! What are you talking about!"
"ah?"
"What I mean is that I have been in the longevity state for too long, and my spiritual power could have broken through a long time ago. But because the boss has been in a coma, I have never dared to break through. I can only force the state to the peak of longevity. Now the boss finally Wake up, I’m going to break through!”
"You...can you make it clearer!"
"Ugh... The boss knows it's Xiao Li's fault."
"I...actually you said that on purpose, right?" Ning Jiujiu reacted.
"Boss slandered me again..." Shao Xiaoli stuck out his tongue.
The cocoon silk of the Purple Courtyard was wrapped around her. Shao Xiaoli's innocent and aggrieved face gradually stiffened, but there was still a cunning smile in her eyes. Soon, the cocoon silk wrapped her up, and she entered the inner demon tribulation. Clouds began to gather outside.
Ning looked at Shao Xiaoli in the broken mirror for a long time, and suddenly realized that he could use her inner demon tribulation to find 'poetry'.
There may be some clues hidden there.