When Ning Changjiu walked out of the cave, the moist clouds lingering over Qianfeng finally dissipated, and the forest and mountains turned sunny. The feathers of the Golden Crow were plated with light, and it swept back and forth among the peaks, like a sword cutting at extremely high speeds.
The golden sword light finally stopped on Ning Changjiu's shoulder.
When Liu Junzhuo walked out of the cave, the remaining peak was empty. She held a dice in her hand, and her fingertips rubbed the dots carved on the dice over and over again.
Liu Xiwan packed up the remaining treasures of heaven and earth, packed them up, then stuffed a fruit into her mouth and walked to her senior sister.
Liu Junzhuo looked at her and asked, "What are you doing? What package are you packing?"
Liu Xiwan was stunned and said, "We've finished the fight, why don't we go home?"
"..." Liu Junzhuo said helplessly: "Senior sister, are you here for the purpose of fighting?"
"Otherwise...are you going to get beaten?" Liu Xiwan was confused.
Liu Junzhuo didn't know what she thought of, her face turned red. She tugged the girl's ears and said seriously: "There is a lot of spiritual energy here. We are here to practice. Meeting Ning Changchun is not an accident."
"Oh..." Only then did Liu Xiwan remember the business, and she said worriedly: "But... After studying hard and practicing hard, senior sister, can she be his opponent?"
Liu Junzhuo lowered his head and said nothing.
Liu Xiwan comforted her: "Senior sister, don't be discouraged. Think about it... If Ning Changjiu was Yi, he would have shot many suns to death. Senior sister was shot so many times but she was unharmed. It can be seen that senior sister is not weaker than Taichu at all." Of the ancient gods.”
"..." Liu Junzhuo whispered, "That's because he showed mercy."
Liu Xiwan thought for a while and said: "In short, Second Senior Sister will definitely be the most powerful in the world in the future."
The word 'future' is very subtle.
Liu Junzhuo's eyes were leisurely. She gently hugged the short-haired petite girl and said, "Junior sister is also the best junior sister."
Liu Xiwan leaned into her arms, and she felt that her senior sister seemed to have softened a little.
"By the way, about Master and Ning Jiujiu... Senior sister, have you thought about it?" Liu Xiwan asked cautiously.
"No." Liu Junzhuo shook his head gently.
Liu Xiwan was thoughtful.
The two were silent for a long time before Liu Junzhuo held her hand and sat down cross-legged, saying: "The world is in a state of affairs, and only those with high positions have the opportunity to stir up the storm. We are far from enough at this moment. Practice without distraction first, don't Too much thinking..."
Liu Xiwan responded obediently.
The woman and the girl sit opposite each other.
The Golden Crow had swallowed up a large amount of spiritual energy. At this moment, the surrounding spiritual energy was rushing here again to make up for the previous vacancy. As a result, the wind in the mountains also became stronger. Liu Junzhuo sat cross-legged, and the long wind filled her clothes. It was like a bulging balloon, ready to fly away once she attained enlightenment. She just sat quietly with the pebbles she had won piled around her, completely forgetting herself.
At this moment, Ning Jiujiu was already heading south, passing by Qingzhou where he came from.
It was not easy for him to win the battle with Liu Junzhuo. Fortunately, after the battle, his swordsmanship also benefited greatly, and there was a faint tendency to improve to a higher level. While walking, he imitated the sword master's sword moves, completely cutting through the barrier built in the air.
The wind blows across the field, and the willows are still green.
The gently sloping cliffs leading to Nanhuang disappeared before our eyes, and it was already early September when the beautiful mountains and rivers of Nanzhou came into view again.
Ning Jiujiu returned to the stronghold first to see if Lord Xueyu had fulfilled his duties faithfully. After confirming that everything was in order, he returned to Yujian Tianzong.
Yujian Tianzong was also calm, and nothing major happened.
Everything is still the same as it was a few years ago. If the moon that rises every night does not remind them, they are indulged in this beauty, and they may easily forget about the end of the world.
August passed peacefully, and the Lei Lao star was not lit. This month, the stars should pass right over the Fountain Scale star.
He was not sure whether the Dark Lord would light up the Fountain Scale Star.
When she returned to Huanpu Mountain, Lu Jiaojian was practicing her sword.
She was sitting on the jade platform in front of the main hall, with the stone sword stuck on one side like petals. Lu Marian's eyes were quiet, her body was slender, but her figure was exaggeratedly graceful. Now her black hair was spread quietly, and the sword light reflected her dress. With her stunning appearance and superb state of mind, she is the perfect fairy in the world's imagination.
Ning Jiujiu quietly climbed onto the jade platform.
Lu Jianjian, who was meditating, turned her jade fingers lightly, and the white sword light danced like a group of cranes, rising and falling, as if there was a beautiful fairy in the clouds, carrying a basket and scattering flowers.
As Ning Changjiu was admiring it, he saw these swords heading towards him.
Along with it, there are also the slightly raised lips on Lu Jiayou's frosty face.
Ning Changjiu had something bad in his mind, and his figure was immediately surrounded by sword light. He flashed and dodged in the sword light with Lingxu steps. He finally escaped from the sword prison, and another big sword came towards him. Ning Changjiu's body Retreating, the big sword seemed like a school of fish that suddenly dispersed, splitting countless sword lights, cutting through the void wonderland, and once again launched a circle around Ning Jiujiu.
The young man in white, who was so arrogant in front of Liu Junzhuo, was overwhelmed by the endless stream of pure sword intent. He was once at a disadvantage when jumping around in the air.
Ning looked at Lu Wenyou's beautiful face for a long time, and her beautiful swan neck was particularly dazzling in the sun.
He knew she was angry with him.
Ning Jiujiu took a long breath, and the sword slicing technique of the rotating sword pavilion split the sword light all over his body. His figure turned into a snowy light and merged into the layered sword energy. Just when he was about to break out of the air, Lu Married Marry clicked the fingertips, then handed out another sword, slamming him back into the sword prison.
Ning Jiujiu pursed his lips, and used the power of time to freeze the operation of the sword prison. He opened a door in front of him, walked out of the void, and approached Lu Yueyue in a few steps.
Lu Marian frowned slightly, her jade hands sprouted lotus flowers, and she pointed.
In the blink of an eye, Lu Marian's arm was filled with bright sword light.
The sword and spirit are of the same body. People sit in the sky and the earth, and the sword and the heaven and earth are of the same body.
Ning Jiujiu had a headache.
Why are the female sword fairies in this world more difficult to deal with than the other...
It's not that he can't break this heaven and earth sword prison, but it's not necessary. He simply gave up the resistance, thousands of swords were pressed against him, he stood upright and said: "Although I came back a few days late, you don't have to use this battle to welcome me, right?"
Lu Marry lightly snorted and said faintly: "What kind of sword technique did you perform just now? Why haven't you seen it before?"
Ning Jiujiu was slightly shocked. He had been studying the Jiange sword technique recently and accidentally used it.
"Well... this is me..." Ning pondered for a long time.
"Don't make it up, I recognize that sword." Lu Jianjian opened her long autumn eyes, filled with spiritual light. She looked at Ning Changjiu and said, "This is Liu Junzhuo's swordsmanship, right?"
Ning Jiujiu suddenly remembered that Marry and Liu Junzhuo had a sword fight.
"Marriage is as bright as ice and snow." Ning Jiujiu chose to be frank and lenient.
He told her what he had experienced these days. As Lu Marian listened, her brows furrowed slightly, but her face softened.
"If I don't know this sword, are you trying to deceive me again?" Lu Jiayou said coldly.
Ning Jiujiu said: "I just don't want my wife to worry about me."
Lu Marian said nothing about this. She just asked out of curiosity: "Liu Junzhuo is no longer your opponent now?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "The surprise attack with four arrows just gave me an advantage... If we were facing the sword head-on from the beginning, I might not be my opponent."
"Why don't you give me the sword book?" After Lu Marian said, she figured it out. After the sword book was delivered, she went by herself. This would take at least seven days. Regardless of whether Liu Junzhuo would leave early, the matter of the master was also unknown. No delay allowed.
Ning Jiujiu was about to explain when Lu Marry said: "Okay, just explain it clearly to me in the sword book from now on. Being secretive will only make you worry."
Ning Jiujiu nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, I understand. Master, please accept your magical powers first."
Lu Marion glared at him and withdrew the Heaven and Earth Sword Prison in a thought.
"If you dare to lie to me again in the future, the discipline of the master will be merciless." Lu Jiaoyou stood up, warned, and said: "I haven't seen that Miss Liu Xiwan yet. If I go back earlier, maybe I can Let’s meet.”
Ning Changjiu said: "The Sword Sutra is the treasure of the Yujian Tianzong, and we are members of the same sect."
Lu Marian thought of the past and said, "Yes, she used Yan Zhou as a shield and hid in the bookstore for so many years, making it easy for us to find her."
"Yan Zhou..." Ning Changjiu's heart moved.
He couldn't cut off the fetters of Yujian Tianzong because he owed Yan Zhou, and Yan Zhou had no descendants. He couldn't make up for this debt, and Liu Xiwan... Ning Changjiu's mind moved slightly, and he suddenly realized that Liu Xiwan was Yan Zhou accidentally released it, and before Yan Zhou died, he also asked himself to take good care of the spirit of the Sword Scripture.
His expression at that time was like an old man entrusting his granddaughter to him.
I see…
Ning Changjiu suddenly laughed.
Destiny is so clever, it has already drawn the circle inadvertently.
"What's wrong?" Lu Marian saw that his expression was a little subtle.
"It's okay." Ning Jiujiu smiled lightly and asked, "Where has Xiao Li gone? This disciple doesn't know how to come out to greet me when he comes back as a master?"
Lu Marian took out a pear and handed it to him, smiling and saying: "Xiao Li is in retreat recently. She asked me to give this to you. She said that seeing a pear is like seeing a Li."
"Um..." Ning Jiujiu took over a small and exquisite pear with a cute smiley face painted on it.
The two of them walked back to the majestic palace of Huanpu Mountain together.
"How's the spiritual energy collection going?" Lu Jiayou asked.
Ning Jiujiu nodded and said: "It is enough for the Kingdom of God."
Lu Marian put her finger on her lips, thought for a while, and asked: "How long will it take to build the fetal spirit mother well and complete the prototype of mythical logic?"
Ning Changjiu said: "One month."
"One month..."
Time seems tighter than imagined.
Lu Marry couldn't help but look to the north.
When they parted ways with Siming, they agreed that if there was any news, Siming would send her a sword letter to inform her of the situation. But two months passed in the blink of an eye, and there was no news... She was inevitably worried.
Ning Jiu knew what she was thinking, put his arm around her shoulders, and whispered a few words of comfort.
Neither of them dared to neglect, and quickly returned to the depths of the hall.
The Golden Crow flew out and they entered the Kingdom of God.
In front of the well of fetus spirit, Lu Marry looked at the deep well and suddenly asked: "If you directly use me as a cauldron, can you practice Taoism faster?"
Ning Jiujiu looked at her in astonishment, wondering why she suddenly asked this.
Lu Jianmo lowered her head lightly, and her words were cold and subtle: "I have no previous life as a god, and I have no real world-shaking qualifications. In the future, the world will overturn, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to do more... So if I can help you faster, , you don’t need to pity me.”
Ning Jiujiu laughed dumbly and said: "Do you really think I am the leader of a cult? Don't think about it when you get married. Not only will it hurt you a lot, it will even cause the yin and yang here to become imbalanced, and the gain will outweigh the loss."
"Really..." Lu Jianjiao was worried for a while and laughed at herself: "When I think about the day getting closer and closer and see you delaying your return, I can't help but feel restless lately."
Ning Jiujiu said with a serious expression: "We were indeed overworked in the past few days. But the more so, the less eager for quick success and quick gain. You must not belittle yourself when you get married. You can make up for your lack of mental strength. If you are not strong-willed, you are likely to provoke the inner demons. born."
Lu Marry calmed down and said, "Yes, your husband is right."
Ning Changjiu's expression softened a little. He held her hand and said, "Don't talk about this again in the future, otherwise the sword forging will be inevitable."
Lu Marry pretended not to hear and said: "Okay, don't waste time, the Kingdom of God is established, we will return to Middle-earth as soon as possible, Xiaoling is still waiting for us in the Ancient Spirit Sect."
"Xiao Ling..." Ning Jiujiu responded.
I don’t know if Xiao Ling can protect the huge Gu Ling Sect by himself.
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Gu Ling Sect is generally calm.
The Kingdom of Netherworld is hidden underground in the Ancient Spirit Sect. Ning Xiaoling is wearing a snow-white skirt and a belt. She is slender and petite, sitting on a large throne. She is watching everything happening in the Ancient Spirit Sect with a calm face. When she is alone, , the girl looked calm and majestic.
She was like the real Lord of the Underworld, sitting in the empty ancient world, taking over the ancient bloodline and crown passed down four thousand years ago.
The Fish King sat on the side seat on her left, curled up and taking a nap.
Jiuyou, the true heir to Lord Ming, was walking around in the palace with a complicated dress. She didn't feel that there would be any difference between being Lord Ming and not being Lord Ming. Now she was happy and relaxed, and her only wish was One day go and see the outside world.
"Are you still writing poetry?" Fish King opened his eyes and glanced at Jiuyou.
Jiuyou nodded and said: "Yes, I am very diligent!"
The Fish King sighed. If it wasn't really bored, it really didn't want to chat with Jiuyou.
"What are you writing again?" Fish King asked.
"This time it's a mourning poem." Jiuyou's eyes revealed sadness.
"Mourning? Whom to mourn?"
"Old Lord Ming."
"...You are so filial."
"Of course, that day will always be remembered in my heart." Jiuyou said, unfolding the poem, "Would you like to read it to you? The late king passed away and returned to hell. Fortunately, the bloodline can continue..."
"Stop, stop, stop!" The Fish King couldn't bear to listen and interrupted repeatedly.
Jiuyou pursed her lips, wearing dark and gorgeous clothes, and looked at Ning Xiaoling aggrievedly.
Ning Xiaoling opened her eyes gently. She looked at the girl and said in a clear and soft voice, "I'm listening to it. It's well written."
Jiuyou was a little happier: "My younger sister is still good at gazing!"
Ning Xiaoling pursed her lips, but the smile on her face was very light.
Sister Siming came to see her before she left. She told her everything that might happen in the future, and asked her to accommodate the Kingdom of Hades and prepare in advance.
Over the past two months, Ning Xiaoling worked hard to adapt to the Kingdom of the Underworld. She swept away the remaining breath of doom in the Kingdom of the Underworld little by little, restoring peace to the place. The spirits in the Kingdom of Hades who were originally oppressed by the disaster were finally no longer deformed, and the sects that originally wanted to break out of the sea of darkness also collapsed one by one. The former Regicide Sect now defeated the vanguard of Lord Hades.
But these changes are only limited to the kingdom of Hades.
While Ning Xiaoling wanted to issue an edict to govern the Kingdom of the Underworld, she also wanted to use the magical powers of the Kingdom of the Underworld to monitor the Ancient Spirit Sect to see if any bad guys broke into the sect without permission.
These are already very energy-consuming, and now September is here even more.
"You seem to be particularly tired recently." The Fish King noticed the paleness of Ning Xiaoling's face.
Ning Xiaoling nodded lightly and explained: "Because in September, we will pass by the Quanlin Star, and the Dark Lord will most likely light up the Quanlin Star by then, and the things Quanlin controls are similar to those of the Underworld. I’m afraid it will be very troublesome then.”
"Quan Lin..." Jiuyou was somewhat impressed by this.
Ancient books say that Quanlin was once an ancient snake formed by the gathering of underground demons. It crawled out from the depths of the earth's core, passed through the magma soil, broke through the netherworld, and became powerful after devouring a large amount of netherworld energy. , and later became a god after several battles, and finally obtained the godhood in the battle between gods.
In the Battle of the Taichu Gods, Ming Lord was also accidentally hit by Quan Lin and broke through the underworld, seizing the Ming Qi, which caused his power to be greatly reduced, and he gradually became inferior to several other Taichu gods.
"I heard that she is one of the only three goddesses among the Lords of the Twelve Divine Kingdoms." Jiuyou said: "It is said that she is extremely coquettish and beautiful, and just one look at her can drive people crazy."
Ning Xiaoling didn't care about this. If possible, she hoped she would never see her before her position as a god was consolidated.
The Fish King sighed and said: "When Lord Ming died, the character Ming was taken by Ming Xiang, and the character Jun was taken by the original Lord. For many months this year, they were all feuds engraved in the almanac."
Jiuyou nodded in agreement.
"It's really dangerous to be Lord Ming. Fortunately, I gave in early..."
The Fish King said lazily: "Is this the prescient Ming?"
Jiuyou's eyes lit up, he clapped his hands and said, "General Tingting is indeed on the right track!"
"After staying here for a long time, you led me into evil ways..." The Fish King lay on the throne, sighed, and said calmly: "I don't know which one is more difficult to deal with, Ming Xie or Yuan Jun."
Jiuyou thought deeply: "It must be Ming Xie!"
"Why?" The Fish King thought she knew something.
Jiu Youyan said with certainty: "As the saying goes, Ming is more valuable than you, but you should be stronger if you have the word Ming."
"...I shouldn't have had hope in you." Fish King snarled. It thought silently, logically speaking, Jiuyou should be a walking book or a history book, but why was there no useful information at all when communicating with her.
As Ning Xiaoling listened to their words, her tense heartstrings relaxed a little. Her pink lips pursed softly, her smile soft.
The Fish King and Jiuyou argued for a while, and then the palace became quiet again.
Ning Xiaoling's smile also faded.
"On November 15th, the Heavenly Dog swallows the moon." Ning Xiaoling said calmly: "Before that, I will never let the Quanlin star light up. After that, if the Yuanjun star lights up, I will Work with senior brother to take back the word 'Jun'."
She said this as if she had made a vow.
The Fish King looked at Ning Xiaoling's face and knew that although this little girl was lively and well-behaved in front of her sisters, she had become calm and dignified in her heart long ago in the White Snake Ancient Palace.
"How can we prevent the Spring Scale Star from being lit up?" asked the Fish King.
Ning Xiaoling lowered her head, with a hint of guilt in her words: "Although the Palace of the Underworld is underground, the time and space of the Kingdom of God is complicated and confusing. For example, what is connected behind the Palace of the Underworld is the Ruins Sea. The Ruins Sea is the past. Where is the Sea of Reincarnation? Sister Siming told me that many years ago, Senior Brother came to the world through the Sea of Reincarnation... This year, Master is sitting in the sky, and the world's barrier may be weaker. I'm thinking, if I control the entire Kingdom of God, As a boat, can you rush out and break through the spring scale star?"
The Fish King felt a chill running down his spine as he watched her speak out such a wild and suicidal plan with great calmness.
Jiuyou also paused his literary creation and raised his head to look at Ning Xiaoling in horror.
Ning Xiaoling immediately added: "Don't worry, before that, I will try my best to send you out first."
The Fish King shook his head and said: "This plan is definitely not feasible."
"Back then, even the candle dragon failed to break through the sky. How could we, a broken kingdom of the underworld, possibly get out? What's more, the master of the temple with great supernatural powers is still there. If you act rashly, you may disrupt her original plan."
The Fish King said sincerely.
Ning Xiaoling rubbed her head and said, "Well, I am sensible... I only think about it as a last resort."
Jiuyou looked at her snow-white cheeks and the faint green veins on her neck, and said worriedly: "Sister Xiaoling, you should rest more, ghosts also have to sleep... How about I read poems to help you sleep?"
Ning Xiaoling hummed slightly and agreed.
Jiuyou was so happy that she picked up her poem manuscript and started reading it.
The Fish King wisely blocked his ears.
Ning Xiaoling gently touched the words engraved on her right hand and murmured softly: "I am the concubine of the senior brother, the disciple of the master. I am Ning Xiaoling, Lord of the Underworld..."
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To the east of Gu Ling Sect is Piao Miao Tower.
The Piaomiao Building is located near Nanming. It is located in a remote place and has not seen any major movement for thousands of years.
Yu Qing sat on the bank of Nanming, looking at the iron-black undulating water surface, where fish emerged from the water from time to time.
Yu Qing is the crowned female, the leader of the Taoist sect in Middle Earth, and the great immortal in the eyes of the world. But now, this Taoist sect female immortal at the pinnacle of the five ways faces Nanming all day long, with a sad look on her face.
She always remembers her Gu Ling Sect and her party.
When the stunning woman named Siming stood in front of her, she felt timid for the first time in her ancient heart.
She knew that she was no match for the opponent.
So she followed her heart, left the Ancient Spirit Sect, and returned to Nanming.
Before the storm surges, the hidden dragons come out of the water... This should be a normal thing. She just needs to stay in a corner of Piaomiao Tower alone, but recently she has been feeling uneasy.
When she looked at Nanming, which had been like this for eternity, she would always feel strange. She felt that there was something hidden in it that even she could not see.
And vaguely, clouds and rain were coming from all directions.
She sighed and put the letter she had read earlier into her sleeve.
The letter is very simple, but the content is not light. What is written is that the sword master appeared in Beiming, riding a Kunpeng and soaring upwards, but disappeared.
What is the purpose of the Juggernaut? Just an escape? Where will he go
Many questions flashed through her mind.
Yu Qing stood up slowly and chanted a prophecy in a soft voice: "Old Kun carries his sword to find his old home, and the turtle came back to the angry sea..."
The strong wind roared, and the sea water of Nanming beat against the shore, smashing into pieces.
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