The moon set, the sun rose, and the morning light showed slightly. The chaos imagined by the disciples did not happen, and the night passed peacefully.
Lu Marry grabbed the soft brocade quilt and pressed it between her collarbones. She slowly sat up, hugged her knees, and looked at the young man who was painting scrolls at his desk, with a smile in his long autumn eyes.
Ning Changjiu painted himself.
The scrolls he painted are lifelike in the eyes of ordinary people and can be mistaken as real, but they are lifeless in the eyes of real ascetics.
Ning Jiujiu chuckled and shook his head. He sighed at his limited painting skills and put away his pen and ink.
He hung the painting on the wall.
Lu Marian got up and walked to the painting. After admiring it for a while, she smiled and said, "You really know how to do everything."
"I only know a little bit about it." Ning Jiujiu laughed to himself.
Lu Married said: "When you become good at painting, if you like any girl, wouldn't you be able to draw her as you please?"
A chill ran down Ning Changjiu's spine. He washed his pen and said calmly: "The pen is rough and shallow, and it is difficult to depict the true charm of a marriage. It is not enough for the Tao."
Lu Marian said calmly: "I am not vain, so don't try to deceive me with your sweet words."
Ning Changyun smiled lightly, noncommittal.
He stood up and heard Lu Marry ask again: "Where is the back door of Hehuan Hall?"
"Huh?" Ning Jiujiu was doubtful.
Lu Marian said: "Do you want me to go out through the main entrance and let them all know that I stayed here all night?"
Ning Jiujiu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "That's right, how can the righteous fairy of Sword Sect spend the night here? If word spreads, it will really damage the reputation of marriage."
Lu Marian heard the sarcasm in his words and knew that he was sarcastic about his previous statement that he did not love vanity.
"Evil traitor!" Lu Jiejiao snorted.
Ning Jiujiu opened Taiyin's Eye, and after confirming that there was no one around the palace, he quietly sent Lu Jiaojian out through the back door.
"After you get married and return to the peak, remember to write a letter to make the Hehuan Sect become a vassal sect of the Jian Sect." Ning Jiujiu said.
"What? Hehuan Sect..." Lu Marian felt ashamed just listening to it. Her beautiful eyes turned around and she said, "Forget it... I won't do this next time."
Ning Jiujiu smiled and said, "Thank you, Master."
Lu Marian asked: "When will you come back?"
Ning Changjiu said: "I will stay for another two or three days to complete the Yin Yang Towering Ceremony and solve the subsequent problems of the Hehuan Sect. I will come back immediately after doing this."
Lu Marian nodded lightly and said seriously: "Well, remember to hurry up. Four months is not long or short, and you must not let Master down."
Ning Jiujiu nodded solemnly.
The two said goodbye at the back door of Hehuan Hall.
Ning Jiujiu pushed open the door of the main hall, found He Guang, and asked him to tell him that last night Fairy Lu remembered the old friendship between master and apprentice, and the conversation went smoothly. She left early and promised to the Hehuan Sect to submit to the Yujian Tian Sect. From then on, the disciples of the Hehuan Sect practiced the Jian Jing Sect as the main practice, supplemented by the Hehuan Taoism.
He Guang was shocked and quickly passed on the news.
Ning Jiujiu returned to the palace, looked through the collection of books and classics again, checked for omissions and filled in the gaps, in preparation for the Golden Crow Divine Kingdom to open the Well of Fetal Spirits.
He opened the Eye of Taiyin, and the secret rooms of Hehuan Sect could not escape his discernment. He easily entered the hidden library of Hehuan Sect. The Eye of Taiyin was reflected on all the books at the same time, and thousands of books were rolled into the sea of consciousness. Flipping at the same time, the handwriting jumped silently, turning into a tide of information, pouring into the ocean-like sea of consciousness.
These secret books are the collection of cultivation and enlightenment by Hehuan Sect practitioners in the past dynasties.
Ning Jiujiu quickly finished reading all the books. He shook his head slightly, feeling a little disappointed.
He can be sure that in this huge scripture library, there is not a copy of his original scripture. It has been modified several times in later generations, mostly self-created dross, making it a nondescript magic or a vassal of lust.
Ning Jiujiu quickly wiped away his disappointment.
Since the self in the previous life was able to write out this secret book, how difficult would it be for the self in this life to re-derive it
Ning stopped searching for a long time and planned to find a secluded place to meditate and concentrate on understanding.
Of course, it is impossible to cut off the various ties in Nanzhou. There are still thousands of threads connecting him to the Imperial City of Zhao State, Linhe City, Yujian Tianzong and many places he has traveled.
But he didn't intend to retaliate intentionally.
Because he found that when he was alone, he would become surprisingly indifferent. He needed to keep these ties so that he could always feel his existence.
Ning Changyu sat cross-legged in the quiet room, with the scriptures of the Yin-Yang Towering Ceremony flowing through his body like water. In his vague consciousness, he cut his spirit into black and white, and they were like Taoist Yin-Yang fish biting each other's tails. As it moves around the sky, Ning Changjiu gradually loses the feeling of his physical existence. He keeps rising, like a clear and unsullied wind.
Ning Jiujiu suddenly understood the true meaning of Yin and Yang.
People use gunpowder to propel firecrackers, and use spiritual power to control flying swords. These are all subjective and visible things. Ascension in the popular sense also refers to physical ascension, that is, spiritual power pushes oneself and breaks through the sky.
So how can the spirit be sublimated
This is the meaning of the existence of the Way of Hehuan.
Momentary bursts of grief and joy can push the spirit to unprecedented heights, and many mortals with weak bodies may even faint from it. The outbreak of grief often requires the death of a loved one and the separation of relatives, but the outbreak of joy is much simpler.
This is a path that most immortals cannot see, but it is a special power that pushes the spirit to a higher level. It is born from the filth of worldly meaning, but it has unparalleled vitality and tension. After it reaches the extreme, Breaking through the mud and rising into the sky from the turbid waves can elevate a person's pure spirit to unprecedented heights.
At that moment, the power of the spirit is cleansed from all dust, and no matter whether it is a mortal or an immortal, they will have the pure state of mind of the holy Buddha's meditation and the throne of the true God. That is the feeling of no desire and no pursuit in which the spirit briefly flies away from the body.
For a Five-Path Immortal like Ning Jiujiu, after mastering the Taoist formula, he can control this originally disordered power. If he reaches the peak of cultivation, he can even use it to complete the spiritual ascension and reach the sky. .
Therefore, its name in classics also contains the word towering.
Rather than being immersed in it for a long time, he suffered from the fact that there was only one person, and the time was limited, so he had no time to practice this method to the extreme.
After spending so many years in solitude, Ning Jiujiu opened his eyes again. It was another day. He took a breath, slowly got up, and came outside the main hall. He found that He Guang was already waiting for him outside the hall.
"What's the matter again?" Ning Changjiu asked.
Seeing Ning Changjiu appear, He Guang breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly took out a letter and handed it to him, saying: "This is the sword book of Yujian Tianzong. As the immortal said, the master of Jianzong personally recognizes you." As the sect leader, Hehuan Sect has promised that Hehuan Sect will become a subordinate sect of Yujian Tian Sect from now on."
Ning Changjiu nodded lightly, took the sword book, read it once, and put it away.
The leader of the sect in the realm of Yujian Tianzong, with the sword book drawn up by the master of Jianzong himself, the Hehuan Sect no longer needs to worry about the issue of identity.
Ning Changjiu was about to return to the palace, but saw He Guang looking like he was hesitant to speak.
"Is there anything else?" Ning asked for a long time.
He Guang hesitated and said, "It may not be a good thing for the Hehuan Sect to have its name corrected..."
Ning Jiujiu said: "It doesn't matter. It was common for people in the past to have prejudices against our sect. There is no need to argue, time will give the answer."
He Guang immediately shook his head and said: "The Immortal Society has made a mistake. It's not that they misunderstood our sect... This order from Jianzong was issued early this morning, and it spread throughout Nanzhou. Within a few hours, people came to our sect." The people who signed up almost crossed the threshold.”
Ning Jiujiu was stunned for a moment, and then said: "You can learn the swordsmanship of the Sword Sect after joining the sect. It's really tempting."
He Guang shook his head again and said with a slight embarrassment: "That's not the case. I specifically asked a few applicants. Most of them were attracted by the reason of being assigned Taoist companions."
"..." Ning Jiujiu still underestimated the simple wishes of ordinary cultivators.
He Guang explained: "In the past, Hehuan Sect was not well-known, so not much was known about it. Now that it has become famous, it is in the limelight. In the past, the standards for recruiting disciples were too low..."
Ning Jiujiu didn't want to worry about these trivial matters. He interrupted: "Just raise the threshold. In a few days, the immortal master of Yujian Tianzong will come in person to teach swordsmanship. I will go to retreat first. If there is nothing important, don't disturb me. .”
"Excuse me for the last time, Immortal..."
"explain."
"Does an immortal need... female disciples to practice Taoism?"
"Um?"
"Many female disciples of the sect master admire the name of the immortal and voluntarily sign up. This is the booklet..."
Ning didn't even look at the brochure for a long time and said, "No, I don't need it."
He Guang took back the roster and sighed in his heart for Ning Jiujiu's integrity. Just as he was about to say a few words of flattery, Ning Jiujiu spoke first, "By the way, it's best to spread the word about my rejection of the roster to the Yujian Tianzong."
"Ah... oh." He Guang was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses half-consciously, "Disciple, I obey."
…
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The phoenix supports the Kingdom of God.
The Kingdom of God hangs majestically, corresponding to the moon, and the bones of the mountains are standing on their own in the hall, but the dragon ropes and white bones originally wrapped around the sacred bones have been untied.
Now these dragon ropes and bones are wrapped around Bai Zang's body.
The form of the ancient beast of Bai Zang faded from her body, and she turned back into a holy and childish girl. However, her slender limbs were wrapped in chains, imprisoning her to the ground, unable to break free. She was originally lying like a tiger. , now transformed into a human form, was kneeling on the ground, trembling and unable to get up. The molten silver white skirt covering her body was like boiling water that was gradually cooling down.
Ye Changong is sitting on the throne, with her Xuanqing Taoist robe covered with white gauze. She has restored her original appearance, no longer a little girl. Her fairy posture is as clear as the moon and as deep as the universe. It only makes people feel that there will never be such a pure world again. thing.
The originally deserted temples of the priests and heavenly kings were also lit up.
The eldest sister, Shenyu, stands in the palace of the priests, and the second brother and the five emperors stand in the palace of the heavenly king. They are two big mountains, suppressing Bai Zang to death.
Bai Zang panted weakly, his face as white as silver.
A slender moon was hanging above her head. This moon slowly robbed her of her authority and took it for herself.
This process goes on all the time.
"The dark sun will eventually come, you... you are destined to fail." Bai Zang's voice was filled with some emotion.
She repeated this sentence often, many times.
Ye Changong was indifferent and speechless, sitting on the throne quietly and gracefully, but the elder sister was not as good-tempered as the master.
The green skirt floated up and the fly whisk fell. Amidst Bai Zang's screams, the cold and arrogant voice of the senior sister came out, "I know it is difficult to accept the collapse of faith, but you are just a complete loser, the majestic Lord of the Kingdom of God, the so-called Omniscient and omnipotent is just relying on the power of the kingdom of God. Without it, you are just a paranoid fool."
"Shut up! You died once back then, and your life was nothing more than a fluke. Why do you have the right to be arrogant?" Bai Zang raised her head, like a roaring little tiger, wanting to show off her broken but still sharp claws.
But the senior sister calmly stepped on her head to the ground.
The queen who once roared in the world was trampled under her feet in an understatement, her face buried in snow was filled with resentment and unwillingness, and there was deep despair in her face.
Bai Zang gasped weakly, she knew she was finished.
The dusty authority is slowly passing away. Thousands of years of hard work are not only in vain, but also become a wedding dress for the enemy. This hateful Nuwa often comes to punish people.
She no longer had the indifference of a god, and could no longer suppress her rage and many negative emotions.
The elder sister said: "You were able to survive back then only because you set your sights on the throne of the God Lord, and we set our sights on a higher place. Master never paid attention to you back then, and he still doesn't care about you now."
Bai Zang wanted to refute, but the winner was the king and the loser was the enemy. In the battle with the country, she was thoroughly plotted and lost completely.
Bai Zang was stepped on by the senior sister, his cheek pressed to the ground, his silver pupils shimmering.
This kind of humiliation made her calm down a little. A flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she suddenly asked: "Sage... Ju's father is not dead, right?"
The elder sister said calmly: "The saint has never died. We all know where he was pressed."
"No! That's not what I meant!" Bai Zang's voice was stern, "In the past, I always thought that having my father dying was the same as death, but... that's not the case, right?"
She knew she would die and wanted to know the truth.
The senior sister sneered: "Why should I tell you?"
"You... Nuwa!" Bai Zang was furious.
"Aren't you an omniscient and omnipotent God?" Senior Sister's words were cold.
Bai Zang gasped and asked: "Kill if you want, why humiliate me? Is this the only way Nuwa empress can do it?"
Before the senior sister could speak, the master spoke in a rare moment, "Ju's father is still alive."
Bai Zang's expression was shocked, and after a long time he murmured: "Sure enough..."
Bai Zang thought for a while and continued to ask: "So, his battle with Lei Lao back then was just an act or a deal? Jufu alone diverted the attention of the Kingdom of God and the Dark Lord, just to let people and demons climb the pillar of heaven and smash the immortals. Ting? Let no ascended person appear again in these five hundred years?"
Ye Changong didn't answer.
Bai Zang knew that she had guessed correctly, and she continued: "So that's it. It turns out that the real purpose back then was to destroy the Immortal Palace... No wonder, no wonder the dark master created the innate spirit... "
At this point, Bai Zang shut up immediately.
The elder sister frowned, "There is indeed something evil in the innate spirit."
Bai Zang bit his silver lips tightly and sneered: "It seems that Immortal Lord Chang'e is not an omniscient person."
Ye Changong said calmly: "I have never been an omniscient person."
Bai Zang felt the pain in her limbs. She gasped and realized later: "I understand, this is a conspiracy, a conspiracy between you and your father... He is not dead, he is not dead!"
Senior Sister could sense that Bai Zang was a little crazy.
She retracted her feet, hugged the fly whisk, and her appearance returned to elegance. "You know this now, what's the point?"
Bai Zang sneered and said: "Oh, isn't it pointless for you to do so much? Even if you take away my dust, what's the use? Almost all the authority of the Twelve Divine Kingdoms is given by the Dark Lord, and the Dark Lord is omnipotent. You guys Even if you gather all the authority, it won't help. You have mended the sky before, you must have felt that kind of terror, right?"
The Dark Lord is today's way of heaven. It is the foundation of the twelve kingdoms of gods. It is known that there is no possibility of victory.
"I don't remember... It's just that if the Dark Lord is really omnipotent, the dark sun has already fallen, and there is no need to use you as a sword." The senior sister overturned her point of view with one sentence.
In her knowledge, all intelligent beings have weaknesses, but they cannot find them yet.
Bai Zang closed his eyes and fell into silence again.
If the dark master is really omnipotent, how could Huanfu die, how could she be captured and suffer such extreme humiliation...
Yes, everything is meaningless. When she burst out of the blood cliff, she roared in blood and bit everything. Now all the glory will be turned into ashes.
"No, it's impossible. My father will definitely die." Bai Zang planned to ask the last doubt in his heart, "The eighty-one cities in Middle-earth are all fairy cities. The demon kings in the Ten Thousand Demon City and all the cultivators at the peak of the five paths combined. It can't be shaken, no one in the world can destroy it... Do you expect Yi to overthrow the Eighty-One Kingdoms? No, he can't do it either, the power of the world has been scratched to death, even my projection can't do it."
"You are just bluffing, right? There is no way Jufu will make a comeback..."
Bai Zang raised his head and stared at Ye Changong with his weak pupils, hoping to see a hint of emotion on her face.
Ye Chan Palace is like a real moon, interpreting the joys and sorrows of separation and separation with its waxing and waning, but it itself is indifferent all year round and does not eat the fireworks of the world.
She didn't answer, just pointed out.
The death row was tightened again.
Bai Zang's flesh and blood and soul were severely injured again, and he screamed shrilly.
She didn't know how long she could hold on, whether she could hold on until the moon set.
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The moon rises and sets in the human world, day after day.
Time flies so fast and it’s August in a blink of an eye.
Midsummer is still sweltering with noisy heat, and cicadas chirp in the leaves. It rained heavily again in Nanzhou. When the rain cleared up, Shao Xiaoli saw a real rainbow for the first time.
The Hehuan Sect has calmed down after experiencing many things, while Ning Changjiu has always been in seclusion. No one has seen him again, which is quite mysterious.
The practice of the Yin Yang Towering Ceremony quickly reached a bottleneck. During this period, he invited Lu Marry to come to the temple to practice together several times in the name of seeking a breakthrough, but he still couldn't get inspiration.
But fortunately, at this moment, he understood that it should be enough to build a small mother well in the dilapidated Kingdom of God.
After Ning Jiujiu practiced for seven days, he finally returned to Yujian Tianzong with Lu Marion. It was not because of other problems, but if Ning Jiujiu didn't go back, Shao Xiaoli threatened to arrest him personally.
"Boss, you asked me to wait for you in the room when you left. I've been waiting for you for seven days and seven nights, but I haven't seen you come back."
As soon as Ning Changjiu came back, Shao Xiaoli angrily launched an army to investigate.
Ning Changjiu apologized slightly: "We encountered some accidents and were delayed."
Shao Xiaoli said: "The boss knows everything well, how can there be any surprises?"
"Accidents are of course unexpected." Ning Jiujiu explained nonsense.
Shao Xiaoli became even more angry, "I heard that the boss became the head of the Hehuan Sect?"
"Well, there is such a thing."
"Then the eldest brother Hehuan Sect's secret book is pretty good, right? I think Sister Lu is looking very good these days."
Lu Marry was slightly annoyed and immediately said: "Xiao Li, don't talk nonsense."
"What nonsense? Others don't know, but I don't know... Fairy of the righteous way, master of the evil way, master and apprentice in the dark, you are all playing tricks, just leave Xiaoli aside..." Shao Xiaoli said angrily.
Ning Jiujiu said helplessly: "Xiao Li knows so much."
"Of course, I'm..." Shao Xiaoli said, but saw Ning Changjiu and Lu Marion looking at each other.
They looked at each other and walked towards him.
"Hey, wait! Xiaoli, stop talking!" Shao Xiaoli had a premonition that something was not going to happen and quickly begged for mercy.
Ning Changjiu married Lu just to scare her.
So after that, Shao Xiaoli became more and more angry and threatened to run away from home. She went for a walk down the mountain and didn't come back quietly until midnight.
In the sect master's hall in Huanpu Mountain, Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiaojiu were practicing.
They entered the Golden Crow Kingdom and officially began to dig the Well of Fetal Spirits.
This is the reconstruction of the ruins. The initial project went smoothly, but spiritual energy is the source of all things, and a large amount of spiritual energy is needed to fill a divine kingdom. Lu Jiaojiu was really embarrassed to continue exploiting the spiritual energy of her sect, so Ning Jiujiu decided to enter A trip to the Southern Wilderness, which used to be a barbaric land with countless spiritual energy stored in it, was enough to supply the needs of the Kingdom of God.
In addition to the Well of Fetal Spirits, the construction of the mythological logic of the Kingdom of God is also on the agenda.
There are five divine pillars of mythical logic.
They need to confirm five absolutely correct and important mythological nodes, which should preferably be known to all people, so they need to be cautious.
Ning Jiujiu discussed with Lu Jianjiao for a long time, but could not officially finalize it.
"It will take at least a month to dig the well of the fetal spirit mother. Will we... really have time?" Lu Marian was worried.
Ning Jiujiu said: "The kingdom of God does not have to be perfect. I ascended the throne not to become a real god, but to gain strength to fight against the Sword Master and other existences."
Lu Marry was a little worried about Si Ming's safety again.
They are now separated from each other, making different efforts for the same goal, and their future is bleak.
The Dark Lord has gradually woken up. It noticed something strange and did not light up the phoenix star.
Therefore, on the day when the lunar eclipse comes, the kingdom of Quanfu will be closed.
Likewise, the Dark Master will not light up the Thunder Lao Star, as it should no longer trust the Thunder Lao Star.
So at least it's safe this month.
After this month, their home star will sail past the Thunder Lao Star and arrive at the Spring Scale Star.
Spring scales…
It was the half-human, half-snake succubus goddess who was born in the underworld of the underworld in the legend. She was the one who benefited the most after the death of Lord Ming.
But now that the underworld is occupied by Xiaoling, even if she comes to the world, she will not have complete control over the world. If the Dark Lord wanted to defeat them in one wave, he probably would not choose to light up the Fountain Scale Star.
Tianji, Yuanjun, the new father...
This is the enemy they are most likely to face.
Ning Jiujiu left the Golden Crow Kingdom after using his strength to its limit. He walked out tiredly and found Shao Xiaoli waiting for him outside.
"Want to eat some pears?" Shao Xiaoli asked.
Ning Jiujiu was stunned, thinking why Xiao Li was so straightforward...
Then he saw Shao Xiaoli take out a large bag of picked pears and hand them to him.
Many times, he was really not sure whether Xiao Li did it on purpose or not.
Ning Jiujiu took the pears, sat down next to Shao Xiaoli, and said guiltily: "Xiao Li, I didn't mean to neglect you. I will be responsible for the fate of the past and present life to the end, but not now."
Now that the disaster is approaching, if they struggle and quarrel over these things, they will be deeply ashamed of their master.
Even if they were working together with Lu Marry, except for the first night, they were just trying to create Yin and Yang and build the mother well. During this period, they worked hard and had no personal feelings at all.
Shao Xiaoli nodded and said: "I know, I'm actually just anxious... Anxiety can't help the boss, but it can't help everyone."
Ning took a bite of the pear for a long time. The flesh of the pear was crisp and tender, and the taste was sweet.
He smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Everyone just needs to play their role at the right time."
Shao Xiaoli nodded lightly.
She suddenly raised her head and said: "Boss, I won't call you boss anymore."
"Huh?" Ning Changjiu asked, "What's that called?"
Shao Xiaoli said: "I just came down from the mountain not just to pick these pears."
As she said that, she took out a wooden sign and handed it to Ning Changjiu, and said seriously: "I just went to Hehuan Sect and passed the inner sect examination. Now I am your inner sect disciple. The master is here, and I am the disciple." My son pays homage."
Shao Xiaoli lifted up the front of her skirt, knelt down Yingying, and kowtowed gently.
Ning Changjiu was at a loss for a moment, "Xiao Li, you misunderstood, I don't like master and apprentice."
When Shao Xiaoli heard this, she burst out laughing. She covered her lips gently and said, "Master, don't try to hide it...and that's not what I'm doing for this. As the saying goes, if the master has something to do, the disciple will do his job. Now we are the legitimate master and disciple. I should also let go of everything in my past life, break the prison in my heart, and help you legitimately."
Lu Marion stood at the door, watching this scene, but a relieved smile appeared on her slightly tired face.
She turned around quietly and returned to the depths of the hall.
Shao Xiaoli looked at the dark corridor behind and the place where Lu Marry once stood. A stone seemed to fall to her heart, and she felt much more relaxed.