The silent temple was awakened.
The old host walked out with a staff, looked at Jie Lei solemnly, and his lips trembled slightly.
The young monk next to him looked at the sky with a worried look on his face, only to see extremely thick dark clouds piling up in the sky, as if a heavy rain was about to brew. He thought of what happened in the imperial city and asked worriedly: "Master, what is this?" Is there a demon causing trouble?"
The host slowly twisted the staff in his hand and immediately said: "Go and wake everyone up quickly, and stay away from this place first. I will open the formation to protect the temple!"
"Yes, Master." The young monk was about to take the order and leave.
A voice suddenly sounded: "No need."
In the dark and oppressive night, a petite and slender figure with fierce murderous intent walked towards her. The girl was dressed in black clothes that outlined her slender figure. Her straight legs were slender and tight. Her footsteps were silent and tied with a red rope. The black hair in a ponytail was dancing in the wind.
"Your Highness..." The host recognized the girl in front of him, was startled, raised his hands and sang in front of him.
Zhao Xiang'er saluted to this old monk who was quite virtuous in the imperial city, and said seriously: "Leave this place to me, and evacuate outside the temple with your disciples first."
After saying this, she said nothing more, turned around and left. With one dexterous leap, she used the cauldron in front of the steps to jump to the eaves.
The strong wind blew against her face, and she looked in the direction of the thunder, her lips thin and her expression solemn.
And in the light waves of the calamity thunder, there was a vague young man in white walking in without knowing whether to live or die.
Zhao Xiang'er confirmed to put it down. She was filled with doubts and kept walking. She stepped steadily on the wet roof tiles and ran towards the center of the disaster against the strong wind.
Ning stood under the thunder light for a long time. All the thunder clouds gathered on the temple. The rest of the imperial city was clear and bright, and even the moonlight was flowing. But here, the thunder has accumulated into a pool of water, just waiting for mortals to use their bodies. across.
"Stop, what are you going to do?" A woman shouted. Lu Marry, dressed in white, had arrived. When the thunder clouds gathered here earlier, she and Zhao Xianger came together.
Ning didn't look at her for a long time. He stared at the thunder cloud attentively and said, "Help me take care of my junior sister."
Hearing this, Lu Jianjiao was shocked. She frowned, and a sword light struck towards the place where the sky thunder gathered. She jumped up, and her figure came through the clouds and thunder, as if she wanted to stop Ning Jiujiu's steps with the horizontal sword. .
Lu Marian said in a voice: "Your cultivation has been exhausted. If you use your flesh and blood to resist the calamity, you will only end up being shattered into pieces."
As he spoke, Lu Marry thrust his sword into the tribulation thunder, but it was like water dripping into the abyss, and was quickly swallowed up.
Lu Marian's face turned pale. She looked at the thunder with disbelief in her eyes.
In those immortal sects that practice outside the world, if a great practitioner in the longevity realm breaks into the purple court, it will be a great joy that the entire sect rarely encounters in decades, because for those who practice the Tao, the thunder of tribulation is Like rain falling from the sky, it is the best thing for tempering the body and refining the soul. At that time, all practitioners can, according to their own realm, either at the edge of the thunder pond or closer to the center, get a glimpse of the light of the great practitioner who has broken through the realm. .
But this thunderstorm... seemed unusual.
Even if Lu Yuanjian's realm has fallen slightly, she is still a practitioner of the longevity realm after all. The sword she just poured out with all her strength failed to stir up any waves in the thunder.
Then, she heard Ning Changjiu say something incredible: "This thunder is here to strike me."
"What are you talking nonsense about?" Lu Marian frowned and said. In history, it was not uncommon for masters to smash sky thunders for their disciples. Breaking the realm was just to trigger the celestial phenomena. How could there really be calamity thunders that choose people and devour them
Ning Jiujiu had this suspicion when he woke up before, but now after seeing Lu Marion being swallowed up by a sword, he finally confirmed his thoughts.
The reason is very simple - his existence violates the laws of heaven and earth.
The practitioners of the Immortal Sect only know that when the calamity thunder comes, they can use it to temper their souls, but they don't know that outside the Immortal Sect, many people who live in seclusion and practice magic will flee after noticing the calamity thunder coming.
The reason is simple, because heaven and earth think you have broken its rules, and all those who break the rules will be struck by lightning from heaven.
It was the first time that Ning felt so uneasy for a long time. Ning Qinshui's cultivation had been completely destroyed by him, but he still had something to rely on in his body - all the evil spirits that had been poured into his body that night had also been absorbed by him in these days. It was refined into pure spiritual energy, but he wanted to be cautious. Even after fighting with the possessed Ning Xiaoling for half an hour, he did not reveal this.
But now, he suddenly felt that even if his spiritual energy was exhausted and his cultivation was exhausted, he would just end up being shattered into pieces.
Man's calculation is not as good as God's calculation.
He did not expect that his existence would trigger such violent wrath.
In the thunder pool, the entanglement of electric light erupted with a harsh sound of tearing and tearing. The center of the thundercloud began to gradually dent, and a vortex surged from it. The electric light followed the trajectory of the turbine and gathered toward the center, finally condensing into a blue-purple cloud. Thunderball.
A strong light lit up from the center, and the strong wind swept in with a hissing sound of electricity. Lu Marry held a sword in one hand and protected her body with her sword intent. Her white clothes were blown by the strong wind, and she fired several times in a row. The sword still couldn't get close to the center.
"Senior brother..."
Outside the temple gate, Ning Xiaoling finally tore off the cocoon clothes wrapped around her body. Her face was as white as snow and she stumbled out. When she crossed the threshold, her feet were unsteady and she fell to her knees with a plop. The strong wind hit her face. At this moment, she Without any cultivation, his body flipped backwards and fell back into the house with a plop.
Upstairs in the palace, Zhao Xiang'er bent her waist slightly and bowed her body. She exerted strength on her legs and jumped back and forth between several eaves. She walked against the wind and ran toward the center of the thunderstorm.
After a few bounces, she landed at the entrance of the hall. She looked forward. Under the violent thunder pool, black clouds gathered and kept collapsing toward the middle, like a devil's pupil, with lightning and thunder in between. The light and death are endless, and you can feel great pressure just by looking at it.
In the lightning, there was a young man in white clothes standing vaguely.
A blue-purple tribulation thunder crashed down on him. The young man's figure with his hands raised suddenly sank suddenly when it touched the tribulation thunder. Violent sounds erupted in the bones, and waves of white and purple spread out from the center. , like the tide that kept coming to the shore, Lu Jiaoyue stood with a sword and chopped into pieces the thunder light that spread out.
Zhao Xiang'er looked horrified. The intensity of this catastrophe was beyond her imagination, and why was the person who resisted the catastrophe not the girl named Ning Xiaoling in their mouth, but turned into that...what's her name? The little Taoist priest
The little Taoist priest didn't know where the strength came from, and he withstood three thunderstorms. The crazy air flow caused by the thunderstorm hit the huge copper bell two people high in the temple over and over again, and the loud ringing of the bell was carried. Every sound of thunder, even for a moment, would almost break your eardrums and make your orifices bleed.
"Senior brother..."
A girl's faint voice came from behind.
Zhao Xiang'er looked back and saw that the sixty-four candles in the temple had been extinguished long ago. At this moment, they were all overturned to the ground. Candle oil was flowing all over the ground. A little girl with long messy hair and weak breath was seen struggling from the ground. He stood up and kept calling his senior brother.
Zhao Xiang'er felt a chill in her heart. She pulled out the sword from the umbrella like running water. With a swipe sound, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Ning Xiaoling.
"No." Behind her, Lu Jiaoyu shouted quickly and stopped in front of her.
Lu Marry glanced at Ning Xiaoling, helped her up, and said, "She is no longer a fox demon now. It makes no sense to kill her."
Zhao Xiang'er said coldly: "The demon species has not been extinguished and will wake up again sooner or later. If we keep her today, what will we do in the future?"
Lu Married said: "I have taken her back as a disciple. After bringing her back to the Immortal Sect, I will ask the sect leader to eliminate the hidden dangers for her."
Zhao Xiang'er looked at the petite little girl who was only about thirteen or fourteen years old, and the tip of the sword in her hand trembled slightly.
Zhao Xiang'er said: "What if I insist on killing her?"
Lu Marry's eyes were firm: "Thanks to Ning Jiujiu, the imperial city has been saved from a catastrophe. If her demon species had been allowed to wake up and break into the Purple Garden before, what force can there be in the imperial city to stop her at this moment?"
Zhao Xiang'er snorted coldly and remained unmoved: "I have my own way."
Lu Marian said: "At this moment, her senior brother is being robbed because of the imperial city. You can't take action either due to emotion or reason."
Zhao Xiang'er bit her lips lightly, her eyes changing. She always felt that the catastrophe of the imperial city was a test given by her mother. Originally everything was fine, but she made a mistake in the end due to her negligence. And this mistake, she She should have wiped it out with her own hands, but now when she came belatedly, she found that the crisis had been resolved. The young man who saved the imperial city was on the verge of destruction at any time.
She took a deep breath, and the strong wind behind her blew her dress, like an invisible hand pushing her body forward, trying to pierce the sword into Ning Xiaoling's body, completely Settle the matter.
"I'll spare your life for now."
She finally snorted coldly, moved the tip of the sword, put the sword behind her, and walked towards the thunder light.
She wanted to see who the young man was who ruined her big exam.
It's just that the thunder is not stopping at this moment. I'm afraid that by the time the thunderstorms are over, the young man's body will be gone.
Lu Marian held the girl in her arms and touched her forehead with a finger, causing her to fall asleep temporarily. She was afraid that the little girl would see her senior brother's death and arouse the demonic nature that had been suppressed in her heart.
Thunderballs rained down from the sky.
And in the lightning, a shadowy figure stood like a tree, but it still moved.
Zhao Xiang'er raised her slender eyebrows, wondering if this person was still alive
She hesitated for a moment, and finally opened the red umbrella, supporting herself to walk backwards forward with difficulty.
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Ning Jiujiu didn't know how he managed to survive until now.
The ghosts he had refined had already been completely burned by the first three thunderbolts.
He thought mockingly to himself that he had exhausted all his mechanisms and thought that everything was under control. Unexpectedly, he had only lived for a few days before death was imminent again. He wondered whether he would really die this time or whether he would be lucky enough to be reincarnated. …
When people face great danger, their thinking speed will be suppressed extremely fast.
As complicated thoughts passed through his mind, another python-like electric light fell from the sky and hit the Tianling Cap. It was like a hammer falling suddenly during pile driving. The huge pressure made his hair explode. , the blood all over his body seemed to boil and burn. In the extreme heat, his spirit became extremely heavy, but his body seemed to have lost weight.
The moment the lightning struck, a pair of eyes suddenly opened deep in the soul.
Ning Jiujiu raised his head, wondering if it was an illusion. In the thunder light, there was a looming shadow looking at him lightly but softly. It was a figure with clear Taoist robes fluttering.
Next to that figure stood a slightly shorter figure, who was also looking at him with a blank look on his face.
Ning Jiujiu stood stunned, his thinking was frozen for a moment, and he was not even sure whether he was suffering from old eyesight or not.
The two figures were facing the light, and only a vague outline could be seen.
But enough is enough.
Because those two faces were the ones he could never mistake.
One is my past life, and the other is my present self.
It's all long-lasting.
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(I’ll just work on a single chapter for a few days, so I can finish writing my graduation thesis! It’s due soon and I haven’t started writing yet==)