The ancient spirit sect, which had a clear sky just now, suddenly started to rain heavily.
White mist spread on the roof tiles, and in the haze, the four of Ning Changchun and Bai Zang crossed the iron chain bridge across the lake and arrived at the Jiuyou Palace.
They stepped into the light curtain, their figures fell into the darkness, and after their bodies and minds sank, they came to the ancient country of the netherworld.
Ning Xiaoling was waiting for them at the door.
The Netherworld Temple was too big, so it looked desolate. Walking around the front hall, a quiet moonlight appeared in Ning Changjiu's eyes.
In this couch, which serves as the Netherworld Temple, a gossamer-like halo floats faintly, giving people the illusion of being in the Guanghan Immortal Temple.
After Ning Jiujiu walked in, he stopped and looked into the house.
The bed was so vast that it looked like a vast expanse of white snow. Ye Changong had already sat up on the bed, leaning on the cotton cushion behind her. She looked thin, like the moon when it was at its most slender.
Even so, the girl still has indescribable beauty. After people see her, apart from the shock and pity for the beauty, there is nothing more that can be thought of in their hearts.
Ye Changong has woken up, and the moon branch is placed next to her. It is still covered with a thin layer of frost, but the original ice has melted. The golden crow, who has done the most outstanding work, is wrapped in a quilt and stands aside, dumbfounded and shivering. This is very abnormal for it as a symbol of the sun.
Ning Jiujiu stretched out his hand, and the Golden Crow immediately flew back, escaping back into the Zi Mansion.
"Disciple has met Master."
Ning bowed for a long time.
On the side, Lu Marry and others also saluted. Only Bai Zang raised his head proudly. Behind Bai Zang, Jiuyou also stuck out his head and looked curiously. Then her eyes were also glued to the moon shadow. , didn't blink for a long time.
Ye Changong looked at them and then at her tiny hands. She was not surprised by her own changes, and there was no extra strange look in her eyes.
She took the moon branch, gently wiped off the thin frost on the branch, and thanked them.
As a result, this Netherworld Temple was a little busier. People shuttled through it and began to take care of Master's daily life. However, Ye Changong stayed alone for a long time. Although she knew that they loved her, she was also the one who truly supported the moon. Not adaptable.
Ye Changong rejected their kindness, propped up his weak body, and tried to stay alone.
She was sitting on the edge of the bed, and her fair and exquisite feet were higher than the ground, so she jumped down when she got out of bed.
Ye Changong landed on the ground, bent his legs and knees, supported his hands on the ground, and swayed for a while before finally standing up straight.
"Master...are you okay?" Lu Marion immediately went to help.
Ye Changong said calmly: "I'm fine. If the moon is still there, I won't die."
The basis for her to distinguish whether something is wrong or not is life and death.
Siming looked at her feet on the ground, turned his head and said, "Xiao Ling, are there any extra clothes in the Hades Palace? Bring some for Master to avoid catching a cold."
"Catching a cold?" Ye Changong was a little unfamiliar with this word. She was like a delicate flower, swaying slightly, and then said softly: "I am not a human being, how can I catch a cold?"
When she said this, she held Laurel in her arms.
Ning Jiujiu thought about the past memories. He already knew that the master was the incarnation of laurel, laurel was the only sacred tree condensed by the moon prisoner, and she was also the immortal queen whose spirit was the sacred tree. But although the divine body is extremely noble, the master's appearance at this moment looks completely sick.
Siming's attitude was also very resolute. She walked forward quickly and directly picked up Ye Changong's extremely light body. This scene had happened many times when they were walking together, so Siming's movements were also very skillful.
She picked up Ye Changong and touched her hands and legs. The delicate skin was made of ice and was cold to the bone.
She frowned and immediately asked Ning Xiaoling to find some clothes.
Ye Changong still looks like a cold beauty, but now she is too weak and has no resistance. She can only really act like a little girl, letting the adults manipulate her.
The enthusiasm of the people was also quite high.
Jiuyou's collection of clothing styles is very rich, and everyone picked it out together.
Ning Changjiu had no say in this, so he sat beside Ye Changong on the bedside and whispered about the recent past.
"Well, that's basically it... The Golden Crow Divine Kingdom has been completed. I am in charge of the Divine Kingdom, but I did not get the 'Changming' authority that Emperor Jun had back then. I don't know what else is missing." Ning Jiujiu said: "Master killed the I generally know my conscience and intentions."
"You have good intentions..." Ye Changong murmured softly.
Ning Jiujiu asked doubtfully: "Master doesn't know why he wants to kill me?"
Ye Changong said: "That's me eight years later. How can I know what I will think in the future?"
Although she said this, she also added softly: "But I will never kill you."
Ning Jiujiu said: "I believe in Master."
Ye Changong sat on the edge of the bed, her straight swan neck was exquisite and exquisite. She lowered her head slightly, thought for a while, and said: "You failed to obtain the power of immortality, most likely because you are not complete now. .”
"incomplete?"
This concept is a bit vague, and Ning Chang couldn't think of an entry point.
"You may need to make up for your own destiny." Ye Changong explained: "In a sense, you do not belong to this world. If the world is countless lines, you may have completed the jump between lines. And these lines...maybe should converge into one at a certain node."
The line of the world
Ning Jiujiu couldn't understand this statement and asked: "Where will that node appear?"
Ye Changong said: "I don't know either, but I have a hunch that when you get your own bow, your destiny will be completed accordingly."
Get your own bow...
Regarding the so-called bow, Ning Changjiu only had a rough intuition in his mind.
Ning Jiujiu said: "By the way, during the decisive battle with the Sword Master, I took a peek at the Dark Lord."
Ye Changong looked at him and asked, "How do you feel?"
Ning Jiujiu tried to use a few words to deconstruct the feeling at that time: "Dark, sticky, terrifying, countless pairs of vortex-like eyes, and an endless behemoth."
Ye Changong listened quietly, and then spoke softly after he finished speaking.
"Actually, a large number of monks have tried to sense it in the past." Ye Changong said: "Most of them thought the dark master was a ghost."
Ning Jiujiu agreed with this view, but still wondered: "But how could there be such a big ghost in the universe?"
Ye Changong raised his head, looked at the dome of the Hades Palace, and said: "There are many things in this world. Even though there is a lot of evidence in front of them, people will still be blinded by their own intuition."
Ning Jiujiu was puzzled.
Ye Changong looked at him and asked, "Where do you think the Hades Palace we are currently in is located?"
Ning Jiujiu frowned and said: "Of course it is at the bottom of Jiuyou Palace, in the underground Huangquan veins."
Ye Changong stretched out her immature fingers, pointed at the back hall, and said, "Then what is connected to this hall door?"
Ning Jiujiu replied: "The Sea of Reincarnation... is also the Sea of Ruins."
Ye Changong asked: "Where is the Xuhai?"
Ning Jiujiu also realized something was wrong, "Heaven."
Ye Changong asked: "Why does the temple buried deep in the ground have a door connecting to the sky?"
Ning Jiuchuan thought this was a strange space structure, but now that he thought about it, the sky and the earth were so far apart that even an ancient dragon with space authority could not forge a permanent door connecting the two worlds.
In the past, when he was thinking, he subconsciously avoided the most direct possibility.
"You mean, this Netherworld Temple is actually located in a space close to the Ruins Sea?" Ning Jiujiu suddenly realized.
Ye Changong nodded slightly.
After they entered the light curtain, their senses were imperceptibly turned upside down. What they called falling was actually rising. And now, they are equivalent to standing upside down in the sky. This posture seemed extremely weird, but the people inside it didn't notice it at all.
Ning Jiujiu put away his surprise and asked, "What does this have to do with ghosts in the universe?"
Ye Changong was silent for a long time before speaking. If what she said is true, then what she said is a secret: "Outside the sky, many stars have given birth to powerful gods. Since they can give birth to gods, how can you be sure? Are there no dead souls in the stars?”
…
Revenant…
The dead soul of the stars
They have long been accustomed to the residual souls or resentful spirits after death, but will such a huge thing as a star also have souls after death
The concept was so big that he had never imagined it.
Ye Changong didn't seem to want to continue on this topic. She suddenly said: "The Sword Master should not be dead."
Ning Jiujiu said: "His body has been corroded by the dark master, and he was cut to pieces by my sword. Even if he is alive, he should be a candle in the wind."
Ye Changong shook his head slightly: "Never underestimate our enemies."
Ning Jiujiu hummed and told Ye Chan Palace about the issues they had just discussed.
Back then, Ning Jiujiu met the mysterious old man in the temple, and the enormity of the matter was clearly visible from afar. They also discussed the matter, but did not come to a conclusion.
Because even she couldn't spy on what happened in Luoshu across a whole world.
"Is that so..."
Ye Changong also felt a little surprised.
The historical figures in Luo Shu soared from Luo Shu to the outside world... This is indeed an unheard of thing.
While they were talking, everyone had picked out warm clothes to exchange for. Of course, these clothes were also mixed with their own aesthetics.
Ning Jiujiu was expelled to the side, turned his back, closed the authority, and did not allow peeping.
He was also very well-behaved, so he sat quietly and listened to the conversation behind his ears.
"Master is the Fairy of the Moon Palace, how can he wear the same black dress as you?" Lu Married asked.
"Black skirt absorbs the best temperature. Master's body is cold, so it is natural." Si Ming spread the knowledge of the rules of heaven and earth to Marry.
"I also think the black dress looks good." Jiuyou said weakly.
"Where's the belt?"
"Of course you need a belt, and you need to tie a big bow at the back of your waist. This is where the soul lies!"
"Master's feet are so cold." Ning Xiaoling said worriedly.
"These are white cotton stockings, um... they are just knee-length."
"Isn't this bad?" The voice seemed to be Master's protest.
But Ye Changong's voice was weak, and she was obviously reduced to being manipulated by others. The rustling sound of clothes being dismantled was heard, and then, the women seemed to have seen the most beautiful thing in the world, and they exclaimed and gasped. The voices sounded almost simultaneously.
"It turns out that Master is also..." Shao Xiaoli exclaimed.
"What's all the fuss about? The goddess should be flawless." Siming said calmly.
"Who said that?!" Lu Marion and Ning Xiaoling retorted in unison.
The others spoke in long tones, as if they knew something.
"Uh-huh..." Ye Changong looked slightly cold, snorted softly, and said: "You... hurry up."
"Well, it seems that Master can't wait any longer." Siming said with a smile.
"When Master recovers, I will be the first to arrest you." Lu Jiayou said coldly.
"Wearing this here will look better..." Shao Xiaoli was the most attentive, as if taking care of the flowers he raised.
By the time Ning Jiujiu turned around, they had packed everything. Ye Changong was still sitting on the edge of the bed, but her clothes were no longer plain.
She was wearing a black skirt, covered with white gauze, the color of the belt was dark red, and a big bow was tied at the back of her waist. Her long hair was neatly combed with silver crown-like decorations, and her slender calves were covered with snow-colored Cotton socks, cotton socks are close to the skin and reveal a soft texture.
She no longer looks like a goddess in the moon palace, but more like an elf in the starry sky.
Everyone looked at Ye Chan Palace, and it took a long time before they came back to their senses.
Ye Changong didn't care much about the attire. She looked at Ning Changjiu and said calmly:
"Continue telling me the story of the old man who ruined the temple. I want to know more details. I think this matter will be very important."
After the relaxed atmosphere, everyone also looked serious. Lu Marry and Siming recounted the scene together.
Ye Changong listened quietly.
They didn't see many scenes, and they could only finish it in a few words.
"Didn't the saint say not to ascend at the beginning? Those who ascended, such as the Dragon Rider, all failed. Why was he able to miraculously leave Luoshu?" The more Siming thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.
The people in Luo Shu are not real historical figures. They are just countless book spirits differentiated by strong aura, playing characters and interpreting history.
Of course, as book spirits, some of them have insight into the truth of the world, but most of them are still unaware of it.
Just like people who want to become immortals, Shu Ling also wants to leave the sky of Luoshu and go to the outside world.
But what they interpret is only their own destiny in history.
Historically, they have been doomed to failure.
The only exception is the old man at Silent Ear Mountain... Could it be that, five hundred years ago, there really was such an old man who successfully ascended? Is his success a coincidence? Where did he go
Lu Jiaojiu said: "The sage also said that ascension is a scam. Could it be said that he saw through the scam?"
Ning Jiujiu listened to their description, but shook his head and said: "The old man went crazy when he ascended. He felt that his favorite theory did not correspond to the rules of the world. Between the ugly but correct and the beautiful but wrong sky monuments , he should have chosen the latter and intended to die as a martyr, but..."
Ye Changong answered: "But heaven and earth recognized his monument."
This sentence was very ordinary, but after thinking about it carefully, their consciousness seemed to be baptized by thunder.
The old man's suicidal ascension was actually successful.
That means his sky monument is correct.
But if the sky monument is correct, doesn’t it mean that the laws of the world are wrong
The world can maintain such a coordinated operation because of the accumulation of laws one after another, and the Sky Monument is an in-depth explanation of these laws.
If the law is wrong, then the whole world is wrong.
If the world has no meaning, what are these creatures
The idea was so scary that they even hoped they were wrong.
The room was quiet for a moment.
Ye Changong gently fell from the bed to the ground, her snow-white cotton socks fell into her exquisite embroidered shoes, her black skirt moved softly, and the big bow outlined the curvature of her waist in an exaggerated manner.
She didn't say any more thoughts, just said: "I want to go to the Sea of Reincarnation."
Ning Xiaoling said worriedly: "There are many soul-devourers in the sea of samsara. Master's current state..."
Ye Changong shook his head slightly and said, "Don't worry about me, I have a sense of proportion."
Xiaoling nodded.
Ye Changong slowly walked to Ning Changjiu's side.
She is clearly upright and elegant, but she always looks frail.
She stretched out her hand and said, "Jinwu lend me your hand."
Ning Jiujiu knew that she was still cold, so he called out the rested Golden Crow and let it fly into Ye Changong's arms.
Ye Changong held the Golden Crow as if holding a bronze bird hand warmer, and her slightly trembling body became calmer.
"You also come with me." Ye Changong said softly.
Ning Jiujiu hummed.
Lu Marion and Si Ming both expressed concern and wanted to accompany them.
Ye Changong said softly: "I just confirmed some things and will be back soon."
If the master insists, they will no longer insist.
Ning Xiaoling opened the door of the apse. Under the sun and moonlight, Ning Changjiu and Ye Changong went to the Sea of Reincarnation.
…
This was the first time that Ning was alone with his master for a long time.
Although she was his wife in his previous life, after all, he was his teacher in two lives, and he always had deep respect for Ye Chan Palace.
But Ye Changong didn't deliberately put on any airs. She was petite and holding a golden crow. She looked like a girl who ran away from home with a stuffed doll.
"Master, what do you want to confirm here?" Ning Jiujiu asked.
"I want to see the Soul Eater." Ye Changong said.
"Spirit Eater..."
When Ning Jiujiu was in a coma, his consciousness drifted into the sea of reincarnation unconsciously, and he tried to communicate with many soul-devourers.
"Master, do you want to ask them something?" Ning Jiujiu asked.
Ye Changong closed his eyes, shook his head slightly, and said: "Just looking at them, I want to know why they exist."
Ning Jiujiu had discussed this issue with Lu Jianjiao. At that time, he gave the opinion that the demon clan's body was much harder than that of humans, and it was difficult for heaven to destroy them, so they were thrown into the sea of ruins to fend for themselves.
He expressed this point of view to Ye Changong.
Ye Changong shook his head gently and said, "I don't think so."
Ning Jiujiu asked her opinion.
Ye Changong said: "You still underestimate the power of the Dark Lord. The physical gap between humans and monsters is huge for us, but for the Dark Lord, it is nothing more than us crushing an ant and a beetle. Difference, not much difference.”
Ning frowned for a long time, becoming curious about the meaning of the existence of the Soul Eater.
"But they can't communicate at all, how can we figure it out?" Ning asked for a long time.
"No need to communicate." Ye Changong said: "Do you know how people first understood animals?"
"How to understand?" Ning asked for a long time.
"Cut their bodies open." Ye Changong said.
She paused and then said, "It's up to you to do the dissection."
As a closed disciple, Ning Jiujiu certainly cannot let his master do such dirty work.
The two wandered around for a while, but saw no trace of the Soul Eater.
"The Sea of Reincarnation is too big, and finding a soul swallower also requires luck." Ning Jiujiu said.
"Then just bring it here." Ye Changong said.
"How?" Ning Changjiu asked.
"Huh?" Ye Changong gave a rare smile, with a childish smile: "I heard from Lu Marian that you are good at fishing, aren't you?"
Ning Jiujiu thought of the past in the imperial city and smiled to himself.
Rather than fishing, I might be better suited to making fishing bait.
He spilled the 'bait'.
The bait is spiritual energy.
The spiritual energy filtered through like water, and soon, a large ghost-faced demon with four horns on its forehead floated over. These soul-devourers were all in a much lower state than before, and they had no power to resist in Ning Changjiu's hands.
Ning Jiujiu split his ferocious face.
The soul-devourer's devilish body split into two halves, and the ghostly face twisted and separated, making his ferocious expression look comical.
Ye Changong hugged Jinwu and stared at the Soul Eater that was split in two. Her pupils gradually turned into a soft color like moonlight. She observed all the internal structures of the Soul Eater, and the tips of her eyebrows frowned slightly involuntarily.
Ning Jiujiu cut up the soul-swallowing body according to Ye Changong's wishes.
Soon, the original face of the Soul Eater could no longer be seen clearly.
"Almost all their internal organs were destroyed, leaving only an internal organ." Ye Changong said.
Ning Jiujiu also noticed that the organ looked like a shriveled ball.
He determined its identity by its location.
"Is this the sea of qi?" Ning asked for a long time.
Ye Changong nodded and agreed with his opinion: "This should be the demon's Qi Sea, but it seems... has been transformed."
Although the soul swallower's Qi sea is dry, if it is filled up, it may be able to occupy the entire internal space.
"Who modified this? The dark master?" Ning Changjiu asked.
"perhaps."
"What's the purpose?"
"Purpose..." Ye Changong pondered for a while, then said as if asking himself: "What are they called?"
"They... are soul swallowers?" Ning Jiujiu said to himself leisurely.
"Um."
Needless to say, Ning Jiujiu already understood what she meant: the spirit swallower, as the name suggests, swallows spirits.
Back then, in the Imperial City of the Kingdom of Zhao, Zhao Xiang'er formed his own acquired spirit on the Jiuling Platform. At that time, the spiritual energy from all directions gathered in the center, and it was so strong that it rained heavily for several days before it finally dissipated, thus attracting The soul eater.
The consciousness of the soul swallowers has long been blurred, and spiritual energy is their only desire.
There are also some records in the past, saying that when the ascetics were breaking through the tribulation, the thunder weakened the barrier between the two worlds, and the soul swallowers broke out of the sea of ruins and directly ate the ascetics who had overcome the tribulation.
They are monsters that specialize in devouring spiritual energy, which is also the origin of their name.
But it is obvious that the spirit eater is just naturally fond of spiritual energy and does not make a living from it. Because the barrier between the Xuhai can only be broken through by coincidence, there are very few records of monks being eaten. The soul-devourer Ning Jiujiu was dissecting at this moment could not see any spiritual energy in his body.
"They are more like containers." Ye Changong came to her conclusion: "Containers that hold spiritual energy."
"Container..."
The sea of samsara is so vast, and the number of soul-devourers accumulated over many years is already countless.
So many containers…
Ning Jiujiu felt a slight chill in his heart and raised his head to look up at the sky, as if staring at something terrifying behind the curtain.
"What does it want to do?"