There is a cave in the Tianku Peak.
Over the course of hundreds of years, with the efforts of generations of practitioners, most of this huge mountain reaching the sky was hollowed out.
There are countless honeycomb-like caves in the mountain. At the end of those caves are about ten steps. The front part of the steps is made of stone, and the half section after the stone step turns is mainly made of wooden steps. Follow the steps forward. , the line of sight turned to be clear, and suddenly it became clear, and one could see huge adjacent spaces one after another.
And those spaces are not dark, because every stone brick and rock mass is glowing, and the caves where all the residences are located are carved close to the mountain peaks. They are elegantly furnished, with couches, incense tables, The stove, architrave rack, etc. are all exquisitely made and fully equipped.
In the center of the mountain peak, there is a giant round tree that towers over the sky and the ground. The giant tree is made of countless wooden blocks and extends out many huge wooden arms to support everything in the mountain world.
"This is the wrapped dragon pillar, from the foot of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain. It is the central axis of all the towers, bookstores, hidden peaks and many institutional structures in the mountain. It is said that the first generation of the patriarch led dozens of great practitioners, and after ten years of It was only built in the coming year. This dragon-wrapped pillar has flames that don't burn, and the sword keeps cutting. It's difficult to destroy it even at the peak of Ziting." Yazhu introduced them to the giant tree with the tip of the iceberg exposed, with a tinged look on his face. With a hint of pride.
Ning Xiaoling sincerely praised: "It's amazing."
She looked at the giant tree called the Dragon Coil, and felt that it was more like a big tree, with its spreading branches and leaves covering the entire mountain peak.
"Dragon Winding Pillar..." Ning Jiujiu thought for a moment, remembering some records in ancient books.
Legend has it that in ancient times, there were some giant mountain-like pillars in Nanming, Yunguo, Guhuang and other places, where ancient dragons lived. Many ancient pillars even had scales of giant dragons left on them. Those scales could be collected and cast into They became precious armors. Those armors were extremely rare and were called blue scale armors.
But for some unknown reason, ancient true dragons have rarely appeared in the world since a thousand years ago, and only the descendants of ancient dragons are still active.
Ning Xiaoling sighed with emotion and couldn't help but asked doubtfully: "Isn't it good to live outside the mountains? Why do you have to spend so much effort to hollow out the entire mountain?"
Many disciples who first came to Yujian Tianzong had similar questions in their minds.
Yazhu thought for a while and then asked: "Xiao Ling, what do you think the meaning of practice is?"
Ning Xiaoling pondered for a while and said, "Build a great road and seek immortality?"
Yazhu nodded and asked again: "What if you know that you can't cultivate the great road and you can't live forever?"
Ning Xiaoling looked at the huge, complex but exquisite mountain world and thought thoughtfully: "Then do something you like?"
Yazhu said: "Most practitioners have no chance to glimpse the true path in their lives. Long life is the pinnacle... So what if one lives for more than a hundred years? In these hundred years, naturally we cannot suffer from lack of energy all day long, but Do something meaningful, like change the world.”
"Change the world?" This word caused a small stir in Ning Xiaoling's heart. She suddenly remembered something and asked: "Ke Lu... Master told me that practitioners should hide from the world."
Yazhu smiled and said: "There is no conflict. Every year during the Godless Month, cultivators kill demons for the world, and many cultivators will go back to protect their families and cities after their long lives. In many civil war-stopping organizations, There are also a large number of religious practitioners involved.”
Ning Xiaoling nodded vigorously, suddenly turned her head and looked at Ning Changjiu, and asked seriously: "Brother, what do you think the purpose of practice is?"
Yazhu also looked at him, thinking that this young man seemed to have great ambitions in his heart, but those innate conditions that could not be changed meant that he could only glance at the scenery at the entrance of the avenue.
But she was also curious about what this boy would say
Ning Jiujiu almost didn't think at all. He said calmly: "Practice is to explain the world."
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"Why don't you choose this room? It faces the east and you can see the sun first when it comes out."
"The clouds and fog here are too thick. Even if the sun comes out, we can't see clearly. It's not good."
"Then this one, the clouds and fog are thin, you can even see the lake in the distance."
"This is Shanyin, and the light is dark all year round, which is not good."
"What about this room? It's full of light and spiritual energy. Senior brother, do you have any objections now?"
"Hmm... It's winter now, and the north wind is too cold. It's easy to catch a cold if you sit for a long time, which is not good."
"Hey, I'm only half a cultivator. How can I catch cold so easily? Besides, senior brother, didn't you say you let me choose by myself? Why do I feel dissatisfied with this or that at the end of the day? Senior brother always lies!"
"Many fathers in the world tell their daughters that you can choose the husband you like in the future, but when the real thing comes, it will definitely be a different story."
"Hmm... Senior brother, I feel like you are an undercover agent from the Demon Cult!"
"I'm just giving my opinion. If junior sister really wants to choose, I certainly won't stop her."
"Senior brother, there are so many opinions. If you are able to move in with Master Marrying, the Peak Master Palace is so beautiful and has a wide view, it should satisfy senior brother!" Ning Xiaoling retorted.
"..." Ning Jiujiu hesitated, and finally said: "You choose, senior brother will stop talking."
In the end, Ning Xiaoling settled on a room facing the north, and Ning Chang chose the room adjacent to hers.
He sat down by the window and adjusted to the scenery outside.
Outside the mountain peaks, snow has slowly begun to drift.
He looked at the vast sky and clouds in the north, and suddenly something clicked in his heart, but he didn't know what it meant.
He thought for a while, but couldn't think of anything.
So Ning Jiujiu kept sitting, with his pair of snow-white sleeves folded on his knees, the window open, the cool breeze coming from south to north, blowing his eyebrows open, and his long black hair fluttering in the wind.
When he was sixteen years old, he also liked to sit quietly and look at the scenery outside the cliff.
But now the scenery has changed. In that distant place far away from the horizon, my six senior brothers and sisters should be as usual.
It's just that there is one less junior brother who has closed the door.
It seems that we have no choice but to continue to bother Sixth Senior Brother.
He couldn't help but laugh when he thought of the silver-haired and silent Sixth Brother who was forced to be busy.
He thought about it for many days, but he couldn't figure out why he went back to 12 years ago, but this 16-year-old self didn't meet his master, but in the end he changed his name to Ning Changjiu.
Are there really no coincidences in this world
However, he couldn't help but feel happy when he thought that his six senior brothers and sisters were still in the same world with him, and would meet again if fate allowed them to meet in the future.
He never felt that it was really important to achieve enlightenment and ascend. It was just a task assigned to him by his master before he went into seclusion.
During the twenty-four years of watching, spring passed and autumn came, which was the past that he cherished the most.
So when Ning Xiaoling asked him today, he gave that answer.
Although he is called Jiujiu, what he is looking for at this moment is not Longsightedness.
He wants to know the root cause of what happened to him, and also wants to know how the world is running now. The Outer World Immortal Palace, the Twelve Hidden Kingdoms, and the Soul Eaters floating in the Ruin Sea, they What is the foreshadowing behind the birth and formation of
Of course, the most important thing is, he still wants to know, what exactly is Master going to do
Is it her trick to go back twelve years in time...
The clouds and mist are like white curtains dancing wildly in the wind, blowing past the eyes piece by piece.
He suddenly took out the dead branch and placed it on the table, looking at the smooth mirror-like surface of the dead branch that now became as black as iron. This thing came from his body, but he didn't know what it was. I've tried destroying it, but no matter what, I can't leave any trace on its surface.
But he knew that this thing must be related to the master.
"This is my sword and my coffin?"
He recalled these words.
These were the last words he heard in his previous life, and they were the words he should have heard twelve years later.
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The first snow of winter comes and goes very quickly, and the snow and wind gradually dissipates before the mountains are covered with snow.
At night, the sky is filled with bright stars, and the wind driven by the spiritual energy flow passes through the mountains surrounded by a bit of coldness, making a long and mournful sound in the natural grotto of Tianku Peak.
The earth roared loudly.
It's like the sky is crying.
Whether they are inner disciples at the peak or outer disciples at the foot of the mountain, many would choose to meditate at this moment, absorbing the brilliance of the stars, sun and moon. When the four seasons change, there is always a vague feeling between heaven and earth. Heavenly secrets, if you have the chance to catch a glimpse of them, it will be of infinite benefit.
But Ning Jiujiu neither raced against time to absorb spiritual power to fill the air sea, nor did he meditate to find that glimmer of God's will. He still sat quietly, motionless.
He was missing a knife, and that knife must have been something he had seen in his previous life. He needed to figure out what it was.
There was a sudden knock on the door, startling him from his thoughts.
"Senior brother?" In the night, Ning Xiaoling squeezed in and shouted softly.
"Huh?" Ning Jiujiu was slightly surprised and said, "It is stated in the sect rules that disciples in the peak are not allowed to have private affairs at night. If others see this, it would not be good to tell Lu Marion."
"Senior brother, you have said so many bad things today. It is not good to say so many bad things." Ning Xiaoling lowered her voice, silently walked to his side and sat down.
"Okay." Ning smiled and nodded.
In the night, Ning Xiaoling's eyes looked clearer and brighter.
"Senior brother, I want to tell you something. After I finish speaking, I will leave."