If it were a fight between ordinary martial arts practitioners, it would at best be just a long whip like lightning, wrapped in an afterimage and attacking with great force.
But when Si Li's figure moved, what Shao Xiaoli felt was a long dark river falling towards him in a majestic manner.
The river was approaching, and Shao Xiaoli had nowhere to hide, so he had no choice but to stab with his sword.
The long whip touched the sword, and a flexible force removed the edge of the sword and instead wrapped it dexterously. The sharp sword was suddenly wrapped into an airtight mallet.
The fourth senior sister held the whip and pulled it wildly. Shao Xiaoli was pulled forward and the sword was snatched away from her hands.
She wanted to use her spiritual energy to regain control of it, and the long black whip quickly swung down and hit her body firmly. Even if Shao Xiaoli blocked it with his arm, he could still feel that all the acupoints and acupoints in his body were penetrated by the energy. Yes, I was shocked.
The whip was gone at the first touch and fell again.
Shao Xiaoli used his escape technique to retreat quickly, but even if he escaped into the void, the tip of the long whip could still come through the air like a poisonous snake pursuing her, pulling her out of the void.
The figures of the two were moving at high speed on the Luohe River. Their fighting movements were not large, and they did not use the power of the Five Realms. Otherwise, the Luohe River might be turned upside down.
Shao Xiaoli truly felt that she was made of water. The whip only touched a little, but the remaining force spread throughout her body like ripples, causing her whole body to feel like a beating drum or boiling water. With a little effort of her spiritual power, her body bones There is a feeling of being cut off, which is unspeakable pain.
While the girl was still dodging with Ku Ku, the figure of Fourth Senior Sister appeared indifferently beside her.
Shao Xiaoli stepped forward and stopped suddenly, trying to get away from her, but Si Li seemed to be able to see clearly what she was thinking. When Shao Xiaoli stopped, the fourth senior sister twisted her body and aimed a whip at her. The waist was hit.
Shao Xiaoli couldn't avoid it, slipped out again, knelt on the ground, and kept coughing.
Si Li appeared in front of her holding a long whip.
Her series of movements were not only smooth and smooth, but also had a violent beauty that was pleasing to the eye. Shao Xiaoli felt the beauty of those vigorous and resolute moves despite the pain all over his body.
Si Li threw the stolen sword back to her.
Shao Xiaoli took the sword, gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and said: "Senior sister... you are so strong."
Si Lique said: "Your Taoist roots are good, but the time you have practiced Taoism is too short, and it will be vain after all. When you have a solid foundation, you should be able to see my moves clearly."
The pain in Shao Xiaoli's body erupted one after another. She gritted her teeth and slowly straightened up, holding the sword firmly. The lines on the hilt were so close to the skin of her palm that they almost penetrated.
"Was it the same way when Fourth Senior Sister and Senior Sister were learning weapons in the past?" Shao Xiaoli asked.
Si Li recalled: "That's not true. The gap between Senior Sister and me at that time was far greater than that between you and me now. I tried my best, but I couldn't beat Senior Sister with a single finger."
Shao Xiaoli asked curiously: "What about now?"
Si Li shook his head and said, "Senior sister is so unpredictable, how could I know?"
Shao Xiaoli asked: "Have you never competed with Senior Sister again?"
Si Li said seriously: "Since I became a master of martial arts weapons, senior sister has stopped fighting with me. Instead, she has convinced others with her virtue."
Shao Xiaoli said in surprise: "Why?"
Si Li explained: "It must be the demeanor of a master. I am afraid that if I lose too much, my Taoist heart will be damaged. In fact, my Taoist heart has been sharpened for hundreds of years at that time. How can I be so fragile?"
Shao Xiaoli said weakly: "It's also possible that the senior sister was afraid that she would accidentally lose a move and lose her face, so she chose the safest seniority to suppress others."
"What are you talking about?" Si Li's eyes were stern and he said solemnly: "Senior sister, are you the one who loves vanity? Get up and continue practicing!"
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At the end of November, the weather is getting colder and colder, and snow has already fallen in the north. Only the unsightly scenery is still the beautiful scenery of spring. When the wind blows from afar and is swept into the sea of clouds, my heart will also be ups and downs. A rare peace is found in the clouds and waves.
Ning stood vertically on the cliff for a long time, raised his head and looked at Lu Jianjie and Si Ming standing on the cliff, and said: "That's when I fell from here."
Lu Marian lowered her head, looked at the young man parallel to the sea of clouds, and asked, "What's below?"
Siming said: "It should be the moon."
Lu Marion asked in confusion: "Isn't the moon above?"
Siming smiled and said: "How can we always analyze it if it's not impressive? Married woman has beautiful eyes, but she still can't break through the confusion."
Lu Marry snorted coldly and said, "I don't believe it."
Siming looked at Ning Changjiu, wanting to get a positive answer.
Ning Changjiu didn't give any face at all. He sighed softly and said sadly for spring and autumn: "Under the sea of clouds is my life from the age of sixteen to now."
Siming's chest rose and fell, he twisted his wrist and suppressed the urge to hit someone.
She was once the master of the power of time, and now she also knows about Ning Chang's past life. She still has doubts in her heart: "Can the flow of time really go back twelve years?"
Lu Marian was also confused about this and asked: "Even if we can go back twelve years, why are you not in Guanzhong but in the Imperial City of Zhao Kingdom?"
The cloud waves rolled, and the flashes of the past rushed into the sea of consciousness. Ning looked back for a long time, and his pupils turned white.
Ning Changjiu has thought about their questions many times.
If we just look back in time, why has history changed
If it's not going back in time, then what is it? Does he exist in a brand new world
He couldn't think of an answer, so he smiled and replied: "Maybe it's because Marry is in the Imperial City of Zhao Kingdom."
A few years ago, Lu Marry might have been touched by this and thought it was fate's arrangement. But now, after hearing these words, she just snorted and said "sweet words", and then imitated her master and knocked him down. Yun Ya looked like he was touching his chest with a finger.
Ning Jiujiu also cooperated very much. He screamed and fell into the sea of clouds and disappeared.
Siming looked at Lu Wenwen, smiled and praised, "You can't bully Wenwen with a good heart by talking nonsense. You really shouldn't let him get used to you."
Lu Marry nodded proudly and said, "Of course."
Siming continued: "How could he wake up in the Imperial City of Zhao State because he was married in the Imperial City? It is clearly because Zhao Xiang'er is there."
"You..." Lu Marry's cheeks bulged slightly, and she became even more angry when she looked at Xue Ci's disgusting raised lips.
Ningjiu saw them bickering non-stop and was not worried about himself. He sighed and walked back to them slowly.
Unsightly journeys come and go.
They never saw their senior brothers and sisters, only the colorful light in the sea of clouds made their presence known.
After taking a look at the sea of clouds, Ning Changjiu and them crossed Kunlun and returned to the City of Ten Thousand Demons.
It happened to be the last rain of late autumn in Ten Thousand Demons City.
They stood outside the Ten Thousand Demons Palace, looking far into the distance. The mountains were still green in the rain, and the large red maples looked like endless flames.
They are waiting here for November to pass and for the Kingdom of God to begin.
Tianzhu Peak is unattainable, and the Demon Temple has a sense of sanctity. Therefore, even if the four heavenly kings left the temple, the secrets and furnishings there were not looted by other monsters.
Ning Jiujiu used his Taiyin Eyes to find the location of the secret room, walked into it, and looked through the secret books and codes hidden by the demon clan.
Among them, the most secretive ones are the peerless skills such as Ten Thousand Demons Art, Law of Heaven and Earth, and Body Out of Body.
The method of Ten Thousand Monsters is very simple, but to truly master it, you need to spend a lot of time devouring other monsters.
The same is true for the Dharma, Heaven, Elephant and Earth, and the external body. It's okay to get started, but it's difficult to master it.
Ning Chang read these secret books just because he guessed that six-eared macaques can do it, so he had to know himself and his enemy.
Si Ming and Lu Jianjiao did not slack off in their cultivation. They meditated in the Demon Temple and made their Taoist foundation more solid with perseverance that was almost like water droplets piercing stone.
While practicing Taoism, Si Ming invited Lu Marion to compete in a competition on the grounds of strengthening Taoism. Lu Marion agreed stupidly at first, but then she realized that she was no match for this bad woman, and Si Ming also followed the ethics of martial arts to avenge private revenge. For several days in a row, he chased her all the way back from the martial arts arena to the Demon Temple.
When Siming asked Lu to marry him again, she firmly refused and said she wanted to sit down and discuss things with Siming.
So while Ning was practicing for a long time, he could see two beautiful women sitting under the eaves, having an argument.
He was afraid of being involved in the war and couldn't avoid it, so he spent more time looking at the star map behind the Demon Temple.
That was where the Queen of Demons once stood.
In the star sea map, the nearby starry sky that was originally obscured showed its appearance.
Ning looked at the stars spinning in the sky for a long time. The huge size of the stars was nothing more than a drop in the ocean in the universe, they were just glowing dust.
But Ning still indulges in this deep and lonely beauty for a long time.
Late at night, Ning Jiujiu came back from the depths of the hall. He listened to the faint sound of Taoism discussing outside, and looked at the empty pot stove, missing Xiao Li very much.
He sighed and started cooking himself.
Ning Jiujiu uses spiritual energy to speed up the cooking.
If Shao Xiaoli were here, he would definitely accuse him of disrespecting the ingredients. When Shao Xiaoli cooks, he follows the beauty of nature. A pot of meat must be simmered for as long as it needs to be stewed, not a minute too late and not a breath too early. In this regard, it is better to cook for a long time. He also often suggested that she stop being the God of Luohe and become a female Kitchen God.
Ning thought about this for a long time, and actually smiled and collected the spiritual energy, letting the flames slowly cook it through.
He sat aside, listening to the sound of flames exploding firewood in his ears, and also listening to the distant and faint sound of rain coming from outside the hall. As he listened, the faint sound of rain actually overwhelmed everything and became a sound in his ears. The only sound.
When you are quiet, bits and pieces of the past will always come to mind involuntarily.
Ning Jiujiu suddenly realized that he seemed to be standing on a line that was spreading forward. Lu Marion, Siming, Zhao Xianger, Ning Xiaoling... they are also lines one after another. These lines form an intersection somewhere, and that intersection is him, the unique him.
He suddenly looked forward to meeting the six-eared macaque. He looked forward to what he would look like when he saw himself under the power of the mirror.
Just as he was thinking about it, a burning smell came over him. Ning Jiujiu was not impatient. He moved his fingers, and the power of time was activated, and the burning smell of the rice turned into a refreshing fragrance.
At night, Lu Marian came back a little dejected.
No need to ask, Ning Jiujiu knew that it was her who quarreled and lost.
"Don't be sad. You're still young when you get married. She's not even a fraction of the age of your sister Xue Ci. It's not a bad idea to come from behind." Ning Jiujiu comforted her.
"Really..." Lu Marian looked at the not rich dishes in front of her and lost her appetite.
Ning Jiujiu nodded and said, "Actually, you don't have to be obsessed with talking about Taoism to get married. Just practice Taoism wholeheartedly."
Lu Marian said: "But I can't understand Taoism, so how can I make the road to Taoism smooth and unobstructed?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "You can't argue with Xue Ci at this moment because she is standing at a higher place and can see farther. When you get to a higher place..."
Lu Jiaoyou Qiushui's long, clear eyes said, "You can now have a panoramic view of the great truth, right?"
Ning Jiujiu smiled and said: "When you get to a higher place, then whatever you say will be right. Xue Ci will not dare to disapprove."
Lu Marian put her rice in her hands with chopsticks and said angrily, "Isn't this using force to convince others? I won't do that."
The two chatted casually. After Si Ming took a bath, she walked from the temple wearing a divine robe. She simply tied up her belt and walked with her legs staggered. Her icy muscles and jade bones were looming. Apart from this touching appearance, she was also beautiful. It is the beauty of purity.
Si Ming looked at the smashed rice in front of Lu Marian and said with a smile: "Are Marian taking out your anger on the rice?"
Lu Marian said: "No, I just like to eat glutinous food."
Siming covered her lips and smiled softly. She looked at Lu Jianwen, who was making movements as if she was pounding medicine, and said, "I think Jianwen is waxier than anyone else."
Lu Marian didn't know whether she was praising her good character or implying that she was weak and incompetent.
She snorted coldly and kept herself busy with the porcelain bowl with rice grains like snow.
Ning Changjiu said: "Well, tomorrow is December. The next battle is very important. We must not take it lightly."
Lu Marry and Siming also looked more solemn and nodded together.
They were not sure when the Father's Star would be ignited, but after midnight, they had to be ready to fight at any time.
"The six-eared macaque's ability is a mirror." Siming said: "Becoming as strong as the opponent. How did the different realms arise out of thin air?"
"Why do you want to do this?" Ning Jiujiu said: "Authority never follows rules and principles."
Siming didn't ask any more questions. She chewed the rice carefully and suddenly remembered a past incident: "I don't know if my daughter Fengzhong doesn't sell heart mirrors yet."
Lu Marian asked: "What is a mirror?"
Ning Changjiu felt a chill in his heart.
On the other side, Siming has already explained: "You peel a fruit in front of the mirror. As long as the peel keeps peeling, after peeling, the face of your beloved will appear in the mirror. Well... I have peeled one before. "
After she finished cutting, she saw Ning Changjiu's face in the mirror. She was so frightened that she immediately covered the mirror with her hands, pretending that she didn't see anything.
But if a person can’t even be deceived by a mirror, how can he deceive himself
Lu Marian asked curiously: "Is there such a mirror?"
Siming said: "There are many wonders in the world."
Lu Marian pointed at Ning Changjiu and asked, "Did he peel the fruit and look in the mirror?"
Siming snorted coldly: "Marry, you think too highly of your husband. How can he have the courage to do such a thing?"
"Really..." Lu Jianjian turned her head, narrowed her eyes, and stared at Ning Jiujiu maliciously.
Ning ate in silence for a long time, and suddenly felt that the rice grains had lost their fragrance.
He picked up the bowl and quietly turned around and left.
"Stop!" Lu Jianjie and Siming said in unison.
Ning Jiujiu turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Where do you want to escape?" Lu Marion asked.
Ning Changjiu said: "Wash the dishes."
How could Si Ming and Lu Jiaojiao believe it
"What kind of dishes are you washing?" Siming said: "You have fooled yourself once before in the City of Ten Thousand Demons. There is no chance of escaping this time! It's still early in the night, so peel the fruit first."
Lu Marry also nodded: "Well, don't worry, it doesn't matter who appears in the mirror, we... just want to take a look."
Si Ming nodded in agreement.
Ning looked at them for a long time, thinking that you are gentle and peaceful now, but when you finish peeling the fruits, you may be in a different mood again, and you must not be fooled.
But under the gaze of the two of them, he didn't know how to respond.
At this moment, a ray of white light fell into the hall.
The three of them were slightly startled, thinking that something evil had broken into the palace.
White light fell next to Ning Changjiu.
The light faded, and a girl with short and messy hair outlined a neat outline. She was wearing a nightgown and knee-high ice stockings, and her slender white hands were rubbing her sleepy eyes.
It was Liu Xiwan.
There was annoyance on her cheeks.
"Why did you call me over so late at night?" Liu Xiwan was very angry.
She looked around and found that both Lu Yueyou and Siming were looking at her, and there were no enemies in sight.
Ning looked at her bowl for a long time and was shocked to realize that she just said "wash the dishes". She was connected with her pure white sea of consciousness. When she called "Xiwan", she could hear it.
The lucid girl's flight had no resistance, so when he shouted, the other party arrived instantly, as fast as light.
Of course, Ning Jiujiu was embarrassed to tell this ridiculous reason, "It will be December later, and the Kingdom of the Six-eared Macaque will appear outside the Ten Thousand Demons Hall. I called you over in advance to prevent any unexpected events."
Liu Xiwan became even more angry: "Aren't you the one who can't beat me anymore? Why are you so prepared for a rainy day?"
Ning Jiujiu really didn't want to explain too much. He looked at the girl's outfit and found that she was wearing white from beginning to end.
"Don't you usually like black clothes?" Ning Jiujiu asked casually.
Liu Xiwan explained: "Old Pavilion Master Ke died. Logically speaking, the disciples should wear sackcloth and show mourning. But the senior sister said that the master had suffered for many years and finally achieved enlightenment and died without regrets. It was for joy and mourning. If the disciples It would be shameful to cry, so I stopped wearing mourning clothes and put on white clothes to mourn."
"I see." Ning Jiujiu nodded and asked, "Is your second senior sister nice to you? When we were in Tianbang, I think she bullied you quite a lot."
Liu Xiwan stared at him with faint eyes: "Senior sister and I are brothers and sisters. Don't even think about causing trouble for me in the name of helping me get revenge."
Ning Jiujiu smiled and said: "How could I do that? You are too petty."
Liu Xiwan regained consciousness. She turned around, looked at Lu Marry and Siming, and asked, "Why are they... staring at us like this?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "It's okay, we are discussing the battle plan later."
"Oh, no wonder you are so serious." Liu Xiwan said suddenly.
Si Ming refused to give up: "We have discussed everything about the battle a few days ago."
Lu Marry also said: "Well, it has been detailed for a long time. If you have any new opinions, you can say it now."
Ning Jiujiu pondered for a moment and said: "If the six-eared macaque activates the ability of the mirror, then he can only copy mine, because I am the strongest person in the world at the moment. Only by copying me can there be a chance of survival. This is what we have done before That’s always been the view.”
Siming hummed and said, "That's true."
Ning Jiujiu said: "Then have you ever thought about it, if the six-eared macaque gives up copying me and it copies itself into a butterfly, a cicada or an ant, hiding in the vast world, how will we find it? "
When Lu Marian heard this, Dai Mei frowned unconsciously. The six-eared macaque's mirror power is obviously a far superior means of ordinary transformation. It can transform itself into a foreign object in such a precise way that even the lunar eye may not be able to distinguish it.
If the six-eared macaque chooses to protect itself wisely and turns into a dust ant, how should they look for it
Siming said: "So, we can only bet on the blood of the six-eared macaque?"
Ning Changjiu shook his head gently and said, "I don't know either."
Liu Xiwan had only a partial understanding of what they were talking about, and just nodded or shook her head.
"The choice is in the hands of the six-eared macaque. It is useless for us to think too much. We can just act according to the original plan."
Siming said as he stretched out his hand.
A mirror and a fruit flew through the air.
"Peel the fruit first." Si Ming took the knife and patted it in front of Ning Changjiu.
Lu Marry was slightly shocked: "Where did you get the mirror?"
Siming said: "Of course I have been prepared."
Ning looked at Si Ming's unquestionable eyes for a long time, and finally silently picked up the knife.
Although Liu Xiwan didn't know what kind of mirror it was, she still felt that it was interesting to look at, so she sat aside happily.
Ning Jiujiu took a deep breath under the gaze of the three women, and then carefully peeled the fruit.
He slowly peeled it halfway, and the peel broke from it.
He looked at them innocently and said, "I... my hands are a little clumsy."
Siming stretched out his hand and took out another fruit: "Continue."
Ning Jiujiu began to peel the second fruit.
At almost the same position as before, the peel broke again.
Ning complained for a long time: "This fruit is really hard to peel."
Siming sneered and said, "This City of Ten Thousand Demons lacks everything except fruits."
Follow your words.
Like flying swords, the fruits came from the air and piled up next to the mirror.
Ning looked at the mountains of fruits for a long time, his hand holding the knife trembling.
In the next two hours, Ning Jiujiu peeled no less than a hundred fruits, and the ground was covered with broken peels, which looked like frost leaves accumulated in autumn.
Liu Xiwan bit the fruit in her mouth and said: "Okay, Great Sword Immortal Ning, you usually fly your sword thousands of miles to take people's heads, and kill the demon god like cutting straw. What's wrong? Now you can't even peel off the fruit?"
Ning Jiujiu sighed and said, "This is called specializing in a skill."
After he finished speaking, he cut off another one.
Not only that, he also complained about Liu Xiwan, saying: "Look, I blame you for disturbing me."
Liu Xiwan was so angry that she had already rolled up her sleeves and planned to disown her family.
There was only one last piece of fruit left by the mirror.
Ning Changjiu was about to get it.
Siming pressed it with his fingers and said, "If you dare to peel this fruit again, you will definitely not have any good fruit to eat from now on."
Lu Marry also nodded and said softly: "Actually... it really doesn't matter. You don't need to take it too seriously. We just have a look. Well... at worst, we will forget it after reading it."
Ning looked at Lu Marry's gentle, watery eyes for a long time, and finally nodded gently.
He began to peel the last fruit carefully.
His face was clearly reflected in the mirror.
Liu Xiwan also watched with bated breath.
This time, the peel was not only smooth but also beautiful. It rolled off the flesh bit by bit, like quicksand flowing between the fingers.
When the fruit was peeled to the end, Liu Xiwan felt that she could hear her own heartbeat... She didn't know who would appear in the mirror, Lu Marry? Si Ming? Zhao Xianger? Or... Master
Anyway, it won’t be me…
That's right, it won't be me anyway, so what are you worried about...
Feeling a faint sense of loss, she didn't dare to blink.
She heard a slight noise, like leaves falling to the ground.
The peel was peeled off safely.
Liu Xiwan's attention was completely attracted by the mirror. She stared at the mirror with fear, and the mirror also made waves...
Click!
The moment the waves rippled, the mirror shattered.
The ones who drew the swords were Lu Jianjie and Si Ming.
When the peel fell to the ground, they drew their swords at the same time, with perfect timing.
This scene seemed to have been rehearsed countless times.
They didn't look like they were trapped by love at all, their expressions were cold.
"How did you..." The only one who was kept in the dark was Liu Xiwan.
Before she could react, she saw Ning Jiujiu's hand falling on the broken mirror. All the expressions on the young man's face had been washed away, leaving only indifference.
"I caught you." Ning Jiujiu said.