In the Golden Crow Divine Kingdom, the construction of the Divine Kingdom has reached the final stage.
The boundaries of the Golden Crow world are constantly extending. On the sea of flowers swaying toward the sun, the brilliant light coats the creatures born in the mother well with gold.
The main hall engraved with the sun symbol stands in the center of the red sun, like a entrenched golden black sunspot.
Ning Changjiang wore white clothes, like floating snow.
He stood calmly at the entrance of the palace, looking directly at the six mythical pillars rising into the sky in the distance.
He was still dissatisfied with them. In his heart, the story of the sun was by no means just a family affair of his own.
But at least at this moment, these six pillars of myth are enough to support this divine kingdom.
Before the main hall, Lu Yuejiao also walked out of the temple. The temple was temporarily built with swords. It looked like a huge sword tower. The sword's light was as bright as the sun in the sky.
Lu Marry carried a sword on her back, which was the Kunlun Sword she had won from Liu Junzhuo. She also held a sword light in her hand, which came from her own sword intent.
Lu Marion stood in front of the sword tower in fluttering white clothes, like an immortal from the Yunshang Sect.
Further ahead, Si Ming stood in front of the Snow Porcelain Temple. Her dark divine robe was filled with light and turned into golden silk. It was extremely sacred. She looked at the distant ancient country under the temple, and she seemed to be able to hear the ancient sounds in her ears. The sound of waves.
This is the first scene when the Golden Crow Kingdom truly opens again.
But in terms of the entire world or the larger universe, it may be just a slender strand. Besides, how high can the soaring Golden Crow fly... Ning Jiujiu was not sure.
But when the golden light reached the highest point, his eyes became determined again.
No matter what, I am much better than the previous life in which I lived in a state of confusion for twenty-four years.
At the end of his previous life, it should have been the final stage of the third country-hunting plan. He and the entire Invisible declared war on the existence above the Kingdom of God... But the outcome was obviously a complete failure. At that time, he had no idea what was happening, and he had no idea what was going on. Knowing how it failed, looking back now, the disappearance of the senior brothers and sisters must have already faced a terrifying and tragic ending.
If he hadn't had that moment of hesitation, if he hadn't looked back with deep understanding... maybe they would have been completely destroyed.
Now he can at least control his own destiny. No matter what the ending is, at least he will not spend his life in confusion and then die inexplicably. Even if the light of the Golden Crow is slender to the entire world, at least it is the real light he can bring to them.
Ning Jiujiu raised his hand.
In the red sun above, the golden light converged towards his palm.
Lu Marion and Si Ming looked back.
Lu Marian looked at the golden light pouring into Ning Changjiu's body, and suddenly felt that if he had been more gentle, this scene would have looked like the Sun Saint praying to the sky.
Siming's gaze was farther away.
She looked at the band of light formed between the red sun and Ning Changjiu, and asked, "What do you think this looks like?"
Lu Marry raised her head and said, "This... is just a beam of light."
Siming said: "I think it looks like an arrow."
"arrow?"
"Yeah. People cut down wood and bamboo as rapiers, and use the feathers of giant birds as arrow tails. Even if they have great strength, the arrows they can shoot are limited..."
"You mean..." Lu Yueyou suddenly said: "Condensing light into an arrow? But... where is the bow that can shoot it out?"
Siming said: "How do I know? It's just a guess."
boom!
At the end of the conversation, infinite light filled the Kingdom of God and illuminated the ancient Netherland extremely brightly. The residents of the ancient country hid in the shadows in fear, only thinking that it was a sign of the end of the world.
The Fish King raised his head and glanced at the bright light. After being stunned for a long time, he closed his eyes and continued to lie down to sleep.
Ning Xiaoling walked out of the inner hall and looked at the world outside.
The wave of light has passed, and the mountains in the distance that were swallowed up by the light reappear in outline.
The Golden Crow flew back and stopped in front of the Netherworld Temple.
Ning Jiujiu, Lu Jianjiao and Si Ming walked out of the Golden Crow one after another.
Ye Changong stood in front of the palace, raised his head and looked at Ning Changjiu, and asked, "Are you ready?"
Ning Jiujiu nodded and said: "Ready."
Ye Changong hummed softly and said, "Then..."
"Shall we set off? Head to Guhuang immediately." Siming asked.
Ning Xiaoling stood behind Ye Changong, knowing that the moment of departure was really coming. She hid the joy of that night in her heart, and then waved gently to Ning Changjiu.
Ye Changong shook his head slightly and said, "You have been tired for so many days, let's eat together first."
…
Of course, the person in charge of cooking is Shao Xiaoli.
She was still sleeping when she was woken up by the light outside. After getting up in a daze, she saw everyone gathered at the door. Before she could ask, everyone looked at her, and then she was rushed to the kitchen to cook. .
Shao Xiaoli stared at the firewood burning in the furnace, still a little sleepy.
Ning Jiujiu and others were sitting around outside, only Ye Changong was standing. Because she needs to stand on the chair to maintain the same height as everyone else when they are sitting.
Liu Xiwan was not present. At this moment, she turned into a lucid form and meditated in Ning Changjiu's pure white sea of consciousness, warming up her sword intent and preparing for the final decisive battle.
"Is Ke Wenzhou confirmed to be alive?" Siming asked.
"Yes." Ye Changong nodded: "He is traveling in Guhuang... he should be waiting for us."
"Didn't the Dark Master cover his whereabouts?" Ning Jiujiu became even more confused.
"No." Ye Changong said: "But Ke Wenzhou has been corrupted beyond recognition by the Dark Lord. Logically speaking, he should be one of the incarnations of the Dark Lord at this moment, and we should not be able to see him. "
"Then why..."
"Perhaps the dark master hasn't poured all his true power into it yet." Ye Changong gave her explanation.
On the day of the decisive battle, when the Sword Master truly inherits the power of the Dark Lord, he will become a blind spot in his field of vision. Except for the Taiyin Eye, it will be difficult for other visual abilities to detect its traces.
While he was talking, Shao Xiaoli suddenly came over and said weakly: "Well... I can't chop firewood. Master, can you help me?"
Ning Jiujiu was stunned for a moment.
Everyone looked at him.
Ning Xiaoling rushed over first. She smiled and said: "Is Xiaoli so delicate and frail? Come, sister will help you."
"Who wants your help..." Shao Xiaoli said through gritted teeth, and then he was pushed into the kitchen by Ning Xiaoling.
Lu Marian held her chin with one hand and tapped the table with the other, saying, "This kid Xiaoling is really getting worse and worse."
Siming mocked slightly: "After all, famous teachers produce brilliant disciples."
Lu Marion's snow cheeks bulged slightly, but she had no angle to refute, so she decisively swung the knife at the weaker one. She reached out to grab Bai Zang's chain, pulled her in front of her, squeezed her breasts, and vented her anger on the cat.
Bai Zang was woken up from his sleep and meowed angrily.
"Lord Bai Zang, when you first came to the Kingdom of Hades, I was a little worried. I was afraid that you would cause trouble. I never expected you to be so docile." Lu Marian asked, grabbing her round ears.
Bai Zang meowed a few words.
Siming translated: "She said that if you have the ability, you can unchain me and then you can see if I am docile or not."
Lu Marry said with a smile: "It seems that she wants to be made into a dish and served."
Bai Zang was slightly startled and ran out of her arms.
These days, in addition to playing with the fool... well, playing with Jiuyou, she is taking care of Ning Xiaoling and Shao Xiaoli. The main content of her care is to step on their backs... This makes her, as the master of the old Kingdom of God, feel extremely depressed. Qu.
On the other side, Ning looked at Ye Chan Palace for a long time and asked: "Master's body...is there any chance of recovery?"
"What do you want to do when you recover?"
Siming and Lu Jieyou asked in unison.
Ning Jiujiu took a deep breath. If it weren't for the Master's presence, they would have been executed at this moment.
Ye Changong didn't care about their teasing. She stood lightly and steadily on the chair and said: "When the moon reappears and the moon branches are full of moonlight, I can return to my past appearance."
Lu Marry and Siming listened to her words, and there was a hint of regret in their expressions.
"Well, I hope the black sun will not come early before then." Ning Jiujiu said.
At this moment, Ye Changong suddenly sensed something.
She turned her head and looked in the direction of the door. Her black skirt and white gauze were swaying in the wind, and a little white light appeared in her clear eyes.
She raised her hand, her thin onion-tip fingers spread slightly, and grabbed something from the air.
There was a buzz.
When Ye Changong's skirt stopped, she held a slender sword in her hand.
"Sword book?" Ning Jiujiu was the first to react.
Ye Changong was not surprised by this. She peeled off the sword intent that contained the message, looked at it, and said, "This is from Si Li... Well, it's from your fourth senior sister."
"Si Li..." Ning Jiujiu whispered softly: "Senior sister is actually called by this name."
Twenty-four years ago in his previous life, he only knew his senior sister’s surname: Si.
Siming was very kind to this name and asked: "Li Weihuo, isn't Mr. Fourth the God of Fire back then?"
Ye Changong nodded and said, "It's her."
Lu Marian asked: "Where is Senior Sister Si Li now?"
Ye Changong said: "In order to eliminate demons in the North Kingdom, if Xuexi Ci was not around, I originally planned to look for her, but by chance, you were near Black Cliff."
Siming smiled and said: "Master really prefers me."
Lu Marian said in a low voice: "You just happen to be relatively close."
Ning Jiujiu was most concerned about business: "What did Fourth Senior Sister say in the letter?"
Ye Changong had already read the entire letter. She said: "When the moon appeared, I immediately created a dream for you. In fact, Xiao Si was also in a dream at that time. I used you as a cover to convey the message to her. A task, now that she has completed it, she sent a message back."
"What mission?"
"Explore the old site of Yun Kingdom." Ye Changong explained: "Yun Kingdom is also one of the locations marked by Nanming's consciousness fragments, so I asked her to go and have a look."
Ye Changong put away the sword book and said: "Xiao Si told me that Ke Wenzhou has visited the ruins of Yun Kingdom. Not only that, there are also fragments of consciousness buried deep in the ground of Yun Kingdom."
"What is it?" Everyone listened attentively.
Ye Changong said: "The appearance of this fragment of consciousness is due to the stars falling from the sky. As for the content... The content of Yun Guo's fragment of consciousness is much simpler. There is only one sentence, 'In the abyss of ancient glory, my body will be buried.' "
This sentence is much simpler and easier to understand than Nan Ming's - My body is buried in the abyss of ancient glory.
The 'I' here is obviously Zhulong.
"Has Ke Wenzhou really not given up on the pursuit of Zhulong's power?" Ning Jiujiu looked in the direction of Gu Huang.
Ye Changong said: "No one knows the exact location of Zhulong's burial. Now it seems that it should be Guhuang."
Lu Marian asked curiously: "Luo Cangsu spent so much effort to resurrect Tianzang, why is Zhulong, the strongest of the Six Gods of Taichu, no one interested in him?"
Ye Changong has stated this fact many times: "Because Zhulong is dead, it, including its stars, are completely dead."
Siming nodded slightly.
For the top group of people and gods in this world, they all know that Tianzang's body is lingering under the Luoshu Tower, but no one knows where Zhulong is. The reason is very simple, because Zhulong is completely dead, and there will be no more. It shows a trace of vitality. Without vitality, people cannot sense its existence.
The clues about it have long been washed away by catastrophes and thousands of years of wind and rain, and its bones may even have decayed.
Ning Jiujiu believed his master's words, and he was even more confused: "Since Zhulong is bound to die, what exactly is Ke Wenzhou looking for? Is it just a dying man grabbing the last straw?"
Ye Changong shook his head slightly, expressing his ignorance.
But strangely enough, no matter where the consciousness fragments are left, their clues are dismantled, and the final point is Guhuang.
Perhaps as long as they arrive in Guhuang, the death of Zhulong and the secrets it left behind can be answered. This may also help them solve the ultimate mystery of the world.
"By the way, after we were hunting Ke Wenzhou, a meteorite fell from the sky and the four of us scattered. Where have the other three gone now?" Siming remembered this matter.
Ye Changong said: "Ji Xuan has returned to the Shenhua Building, and Lao Liu and Jiu Ling Yuansheng... For them, there is one thing that is more important than anything else."
Ning Jiujiu understood immediately: "Is it about the saint?"
"Yes." Ye Changong didn't hide anything: "The five-hundred-year deadline is approaching. If the saint can't come out from the Eighty-one City, he may never come out again."
Bai Zang meowed several times.
Siming translated: "She said that although Eighty-one City is a scattered small town, there are at least hundreds of thousands of people living in it. If a saint is born, their lives will be overturned in an instant. With the benevolence of a saint, even if there is a chance, I am afraid that I won’t choose to come out.”
What's more, as Bai Zang, she deeply knows how unbreakable the shackles of the Eighty-One City are.
She couldn't think of any possibility for her father to escape.
After Si Ming finished translating, he immediately grabbed the cat's tail and said: "You are a remnant of the Dark Master, stop talking sarcastically."
Bai Zang kept shouting, urging them to stop fantasizing as soon as possible.
Ye Changong didn't speak. She had the impression that her father had said something to her back then, but she was afraid that the secret master would see it, so she sealed it herself and would only see it when the time was right.
In the kitchen, the aroma wafted out.
The meal will be ready soon.
Shao Xiaoli and Ning Xiaoling were dressed in white clothes and served delicious food.
They looked at each other, as if they were secretly arguing about something.
"This is the last time we'll get together for a meal in a short time."
When everyone was about to use their chopsticks, Shao Xiaoli spoke up and gave her suggestion: "Let's make a wish together."
Everyone felt a little sad, so they did not reject the proposal.
When he closed his eyes and made a wish, Ning Jiujiu felt a peck on the side of his face. He opened his eyes and looked at Shao Xiaoli who was quietly snickering on one side with his eyes closed, and smiled helplessly.
After making their wishes, everyone began to eat, and Bai Zang was allowed to return to his human form and eat together at the table.
But Lu Marry and Siming stared at her human form for a while, and then expressed their objections together, asking her to turn back into a cat to prevent someone from being deceived again.
After the meal, Ning Xiaoling and Shao Xiaoli asked everyone to vote on which dishes were more delicious.
Everyone's results were similar.
The dishes cooked by Shao Xiaoli received higher evaluations, but Ning Jiujiu cast a few votes for the more unpalatable dishes against his will out of personal emotions.
Ning Xiaoling thought that the food she cooked was more to her senior brother's liking, and she was very pleased with herself.
After the competition, Shao Xiaoli laughed happily and showed off his power to Xiao Ling. In the laughter, their gathering in the Ancient Spirit Sect gradually came to an end.
The dishes and chopsticks have been put away, and it's time to say goodbye.
Ning Xiaoling will stay alone in Gu Ling Sect, while the others will go to Gu Huang together.
Everyone hugged Xiao Ling one by one as a farewell.
Shao Xiaoli and Ning Xiaoling have been secretly competing with each other for a long time. Although they already cherish each other, Shao Xiaoli still wants to show off in front of her.
"Xiao Ling, not only did I win in cooking, I also secretly kissed Master when I made my wish." Shao Xiaoli said proudly.
"Ah, did you kiss senior brother?" Ning Xiaoling asked in surprise: "It's just a kiss. Is it worth being so excited?"
Shao Xiaoli wondered: "Isn't it worth it?"
Ning Xiaoling smiled charmingly, showing her sharp teeth, and said, "It's worth it. I actually got to kiss senior brother. Xiaoling is really envious of you."
Shao Xiaoli pursed his lips, looked into her eyes, and suddenly had a terrible thought in his mind.
"You...have you already been with Master..."
"What do you think?" Ning Xiaoling's innocent smile became even more charming.
"Humph, you're a liar!" Shao Xiaoli said he didn't believe it.
She silently told herself that this must be a lie, that this little girl must be so jealous that she is so twisted...
With such self-comfort, she feebly bid farewell to Ning Xiaoling.
The bustling Hades Hall soon became quiet again.
Ning Xiaoling sat on the throne of the Hades Palace, her consciousness connected to the Sea of Reincarnation, looking down, watching the rainbow-like golden light sweep towards the northwest until it disappeared from her sight.
Among everyone today, Ning Changjiu has the highest level, so he lets everyone live in Jinwuli, and he is responsible for driving the sword and traveling.
Now that he's gone to Guhuang, no one in the world can stop him.
In the inner lake, Liu Xiwan, who had been silent for a long time, opened her eyes and opened her mouth slightly: "The sword intention has been cultivated."
"A sure-kill sword?"
"Um."
"Since leaving Yujian Tianzong, this killing sword rarely kills enemies with one strike." Ning Jiujiu laughed at himself.
"Don't worry, whoever gets hit by the sword this time will definitely die." Liu Xiwan said confidently.
…
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Jiange, seventy-three caves.
At first, Siming and Lu Jianjiao came to trace the whereabouts of the disciples of Jiange, but they searched the seventy-two caves and found nothing.
This last cave was hidden in the sword master's weapons pavilion. He used hundreds of thousands of weapons as a cover, betting that they would not be able to carefully investigate every one of them.
The space of the seventy-third cave is very wide, and the sword intent contained in it is more powerful than the other seventy-two caves combined.
While the fourteen disciples were meditating, sword intent poured into their bodies, subtly transforming their bodies upside down.
This transformation is painful, but the effect is immediate.
Most of them were stranded at the peak of the Purple Court Realm. After just one month of meditation, they had invisibly crossed the threshold and touched the edge of the five realms.
Of course, the most obvious effect of this kind of external force forcibly breaking through the realm is to open up the sea of qi and strengthen the body. As for the realm of the five realms, it is still a false realm. Even if the fourteen of them broke through the realm together, their combined strength would still be no match for Ning Jiujiu's sword power.
The first one to wake up was Liu Junzhuo.
Among the thirteen people, her realm is unparalleled, and she was lucky enough to use the power of the remaining country before the Quan Fu Xing completely collapsed. If she didn't have enemies like Ning Jiujiu or Kuan Kuan's disciples, She is almost invincible.
But the higher the realm, the more Liu Junzhuo understands how small it is to be invincible in the world.
There are so many outsiders...
Liu Junzhuo let out a breath, quietly stood up, and looked around.
The Seventy-Three Cave Heavens are not so much caves as they are a long and narrow ancient corridor.
There are fourteen grids in the corridor, and each grid is lit with an ever-bright lamp. According to legend, the ever-bright lamp is made from the oil of whales and dragons.
Liu Junzhuo fell gently into the corridor.
These days, the scene of her battle with Ning Jiujiu in the center of the Southern Wilderness still lingers in her consciousness, her falling in the rain, the sword falling in front of her eyebrows, and the final sword duel between herself and Ning Jiujiu outside the cave... the competition. In the end, he was knocked to the ground. Well, there was also the final bet...
Scene after scene went back and forth like a revolving lantern, and even if she meditated deliberately, she couldn't break free.
Liu Junzhuo breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head, looked at his junior brothers and sisters who were still in seclusion, and then walked forward.
This corridor is very long and looks straight, but if you keep going forward, you will definitely return to the starting point.
She seemed to be walking on the back of an ouroboros.
Liu Junzhuo stopped and looked around seriously. For some reason, the power of the residual country in her body was sensed. She introduced the power of the residual country into her eyes and looked around again.
Liu Junzhuo was shocked.
She discovered that this ancient corridor was not empty. Far from it, there were many ghosts floating in it.
Those ghostly figures wore long hats and silver-grey floor-length robes, holding jade wats in their hands, like officials. They walked straight forward one after another, back and forth in this ancient corridor.
"Who are you?" Liu Junzhuo tried to communicate with them.
She just finished speaking.
All the ghosts stopped and looked at her.
They have no facial features, and their faces are empty.
After stopping, Liu Junzhuo discovered that from one end to the other, there were also fourteen ghost figures...
They looked at Liu Junzhuo and replied dully: "We are the mourning ministers."
Liu Junzhuo asked: "For whom?"
The ghosts all replied: "Funeral funeral for the real dragon."