The broken snow and cold mist seemed to have calmed down.
The petite figure is wearing a sword robe, holding a ponytail, and holding an empty scabbard in his hand. He looks up and holds his chest out, which shows a bit of arrogance.
Lu Marian looked at her with relief. The corner of her mouth rose up for a moment and then subsided quickly. She said earnestly: "Xiao Ling, your talent is indeed beyond my expectation, but your achievements today largely depend on your innate spirit. It is certainly a good thing to have a strong innate spirit, but your current state is only at the beginning of Xuanxuan. You must know that during the journey of cultivation, in a real life and death struggle, if you are defeated, even if your innate spirit is extremely powerful, you will not be able to fight again. The battle between life and death In time, the only thing you can really rely on is yourself, so you must not be complacent and remember to practice hard."
Lu Marion's voice was soft and cold, like an emerald river passing through the cold mist, which made people feel clear.
As she spoke, she flicked her fingers again, and the long sword turned into a bright silver light and returned to its sheath.
Ning Xiaoling held the sword with both hands, clasped the blade with her thumb, and said respectfully: "Yes, Master."
Everyone gradually recovered from the shock just now, and looked at Ning Xiaoling with a bit more shock. Even several disciples who had worked hard for several years to join the inner sect, when they saw the scene just now, Jealousy arises in the heart, and the Taoist heart is almost unstable.
Fortunately, Lu Marian's words were gentle and clear-hearted, suppressing the unknown flames that ignited in many people's hearts.
Many people who were unbalanced just now felt a lot better when they heard the four words "The First Realm of the Xuan Xuan"... It turns out that this little girl did not rely on her own strength, but because the innate spirit was strong enough...
But even so, this kind of unique treatment still makes people jealous, but most people's mentality has stabilized. As Lu Jiaomei said, in actual battle, as long as you win the person first and take away his life gate with one sword, no matter how powerful the innate spirit is, what's the function
Just rootless duckweed.
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"I think Master is partial to Ning Xiaoling!"
After the Yuntai Sword Field dispersed, the disciples were free to practice anywhere on the Tianku Peak. On a cliff, Lerou, who had already put on a soft cotton skirt, crossed her arms around her chest with an angry look on her face.
The two young men following her looked at her helplessly. Those two young men were Xu Weiran and Yun Ze, who were ranked first and second in swordsmanship today.
Xu Weiran stood beside her, patted her shoulder gently, and comforted: "Junior sister Ning is just exposed to the light of the innate spirit. Master also said that her realm is only the beginning of Xuanxuan. Compared with junior sister Lerou, She is a whole lower level, so why should junior sister be angry with her?"
Yun Ze sat casually aside, throwing a few gravels in his hand, and said leisurely: "What should we do? Let's find an opportunity to teach that little girl a lesson and let her understand who is the senior sister of Tianku Peak?"
Lerou rolled her eyes at him and said: "Ning Xiaoling practiced with us in the morning and went back to find her idiot senior brother in the afternoon. How could we have the chance to tease her? What's more, if Master knew about it, I should be imprisoned again." Facing the wall.”
Yun Ze smiled and said teasingly: "Opportunities are created. I have just shown my talents at this young age, and my junior sister has a full sense of crisis. This senior sister's demeanor seems a bit..."
Le Rou shouted: "Shut up, you will succeed more than you will fail. No wonder Sifeng Jian was beaten to pieces last year, which was a shame."
Yun Ze sighed and said, "Yes, yes, junior sister Lerou is very powerful, but she survived two rounds."
Lerou snorted coldly: "I am a weak little girl. Fighting and killing are your business!"
Xu Weiran on the side smiled and said: "Then why should junior sister be so competitive?"
Lerou held her chin and said, "I'm just unhappy."
Yun Ze showed a look of astonishment and said, "Don't you have a crush on that idiot senior brother of hers? I see that you often glance at him during morning classes."
Lerou glared at him and said fiercely: "Go away, you just fell in love with him!"
Yun Ze smiled bitterly and said: "That's right, that's right. Our senior brother Wei Ran is the most powerful next to senior brother Nan Cheng. We are better than that weakling..."
As he spoke, he found that Lerou's eyes were looking at him with a fierce look.
Yun Ze immediately shut up and said, "How about we go down the mountain to relax? Those outer disciples are very envious when they see us, especially the little girls, who are so soft and waxy."
Lerou said coldly: "Vanity."
Then she raised her head, glanced at Xu Weiran, and said, "Senior brother, are you going?"
Xu Weiran smiled and said: "I don't have any objection."
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Not long after Ning Jiujiu returned to the room, the door opened and Ning Xiaoling walked in with a normal expression.
"What are you so happy about?" Ning asked for a long time.
Ning Xiaoling was startled, touched her cheeks and said, "No, no."
Ning Jiujiu smiled and said, "Did you break through any barriers in your practice?"
Ning Xiaoling's eyes widened, and her cute little face was full of doubts: "Brother, how did you see it..."
Ning Jiujiu asked: "Have you entered the Xuanzhong realm?"
Ning Xiaoling said sincerely: "I'm on the right track."
Ning Jiujiu was not too surprised and said: "Although the remaining demonic power of those old foxes is enough for you to go straight up, you still have to be careful not to be greedy, otherwise your little body may not be able to bear it."
Ning Xiaoling nodded vigorously and said: "I have a sense of discretion in my heart. My sister married me today in front of everyone and said that I am in the first stage of Xuanxuan."
Ning Jiujiu said: "She did it for your own good, so you entered the mountain gate. It's a good thing to hide your clumsiness."
Ning Xiaoling nodded and said, "I know, but I still feel a little aggrieved."
Ning Jiujiu rubbed her head and said with a smile, "Well, later on, junior sister will scare them to death when she makes a big splash."
Ning Xiaoling nodded obediently, and then said: "Senior brother, how are you doing lately?"
Ning was silent for a long time and said, "Maybe I'm really not suitable for practice."
Ning Xiaoling lay on the table and said listlessly: "Senior brother, will I be the only one to protect you from now on?"
Ning Changjiu leaned on the back of the chair, folded his sleeves with his hands, looked at the vast mist outside the window, and sighed softly.
Ning Xiaoling said: "Senior brother, don't be unhappy."
Ning Jiujiu was stunned for a moment, then laughed softly: "Am I really so unhappy now?"
Ning Xiaoling nodded and said, "Well, I can feel it..."
Ning Jiujiu said: "I'm not unhappy."
Just a little sad.
Ning Xiaoling's soft lips pursed slightly. She moved her chair closer to him. Suddenly she stretched out her left hand and waved it in front of him, "Senior brother, senior brother."
"Huh?" Ning Jiujiu was slightly confused.
"Ouch..." Ning Xiaoling let out a low cry, and then, with a snap, her other hand patted Ning Jiujiu's right shoulder. She didn't know when she was holding a snow-white little fox in her hand. The fox crawled to After it was on his shoulders, it went all the way up his shoulders and climbed to the top of his head. It scratched with its claws and messed up Ning Changjiu's hair.
That was the innate spirit summoned by Ning Xiaoling.
The little fox, whose tail was originally cut off, has almost grown back. It is swaying delicately behind it and making a squeaking sound.
Ning Changjiu stretched out his hand and head, accurately grasped the back of the snow fox's neck, picked it up, and stuffed it back into Ning Xiaoling's arms.
Ning Xiaoling pursed her lips slightly and said dissatisfied: "This doesn't scare senior brother, it's boring."
Ning Jiujiu smiled and said: "This consumes a lot of spiritual energy, so you should use up your magical powers."
Ning Xiaoling refused, rubbed the little fox in her arms, and said: "Senior brother, you said that everyone's innate spirit is incomplete at the beginning, so when it cuts off its tail and grows back, will it be complete?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "Well, after the tail grows, it is one step closer to being complete."
"Ah? What do you mean by going further?"
"Eight more to go."
"oh… "
Ning Xiaoling suddenly felt that it was far away again.
"By the way, that old fox, the one who is both ice and fire, how many tails does he have?" Ning Xiaoling asked.
Ning Changjiu said: "Eight points."
Ning Xiaoling breathed out, grabbed the little fox, and gently threw it up. The little fox turned into little bits of spiritual power and returned to her body. She muttered: "By then, Xiaoling will be an old girl. "
Ning Changjiu said: "People who practice Taoism can live for a long, long time."
Ning Xiaoling said stubbornly: "But no matter how long you live, your age keeps getting older. Twenty years old, thirty-four years old, forty years old, one hundred years old, two hundred years old..."
Ning Xiaoling twirled her fingers, feeling more and more desperate as she counted.
Ning looked at her for a long time with soft eyes and said, "Don't worry, a young appearance will keep you young forever."
Ning Xiaoling listened to his fallacy, but she still perked up. She suddenly remembered something and asked, "Brother, you said before that you had an innate spirit, but then it disappeared. What was your innate spirit?"
Ning closed his eyes for a long time, thinking deeply, and said leisurely: "I can't remember."
Under the moonlight that night, Master pulled out the innate spirit and slashed it away with a sword. The innate spirit struggled with the golden light, seeming sad and painful. When it was pulled out, it looked more like a golden river whizzing by in the red fireworks. , and then was swallowed up like a giant wave by the sky-swallowing moon shadow.
All he could remember was this scene...and what the innate spirit was, he couldn't remember no matter what.
"Then how can we get it back?" Ning Xiaoling asked: "If I get it back, senior brother will be very powerful."
"Can't find it..." Ning Jiujiu said subconsciously, and suddenly paused in his words.
He didn't know what he thought of, his whole body trembled violently, and his face turned pale.
Ning Xiaoling was frightened and said in panic: "Brother, what's wrong with you..."
Ning Jiujiu seemed to have not heard her words. He stared blankly ahead and murmured to himself: "Innate spirit... Innate spirit?! Who said that my innate spirit is missing..."
This was twelve years ago.
Now, the self that I was twelve years ago has not even begun to practice, so of course I have not yet formed a spirit!
Master's death will be twelve years later.
Everything hasn't started yet.
Everything has just begun...
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