This episode in the morning class was not a big deal. Although the three disciples had conflicts with the disciples of Xuanri Peak, they were just competing in a competition, and no actual injuries were caused.
And Ning Jiujiu was only an outer disciple, and he received the punishment he deserved for his rude words. This scene was only seen with gloating, and left the impression that this outer disciple was proud of his favor. The favor here , referring to Lu Marian's preference for Ning Xiaoling.
Lu Marian put away the ruler, returned to the lecture, closed her eyes and meditated. Under the ink screen covered with black gauze, the woman's green silk was like clouds, her sword and clothes were like silk, and she was as cold as the snow lotus blooming between the cliffs and rocks.
Ning Xiaoling was startled by her master's angry look. She stood there for a while, then carefully turned away and looked at her senior brother. She found that the senior brother was pretending to be calm. His jaw dropped slightly and his eyes were calm, as if he was not. Angry look.
Ning Jiujiu lowered his wide sleeves. Between the sleeves, he rubbed his palms to relieve the pain bit by bit.
He sighed silently in his heart... He didn't expect that he would be retaliated against after teasing her so early in the morning.
However, he used the scene to praise her figure and appearance sincerely, and there was no one else around. As a woman, Lu Marian should have a love for beauty, so why was she so angry
Is it because the injury has not healed yet and it is difficult to practice
Or…
Ning Jiujiu's eyelids suddenly trembled, and his heart tightened, wondering if the fact that he personally healed her in the first place was known
Impossible, how could she know? She was obviously unconscious at that time... Unless Ning Xiaoling betrayed her, there was no reason for the junior sister to tell her this.
Ning Changjiu felt strange and glanced at Ning Xiaoling.
Ning Xiaoling didn't know what he was thinking. She just looked at her senior brother with a pair of clear, innocent eyes and blinked, as if to say, senior brother, I didn't see you make a fool of yourself...
After morning class, Ning Jiujiu whispered a few words to her, then stood up to leave.
"Wait." Lu Marry suddenly stopped him.
The ruler disappeared on the dark desk.
Ning, who was walking towards the door, stopped for a long time.
In front of him, a long and square wooden ruler floated silently, blocking the way.
Everyone's eyes also fell on him, thinking that this outer disciple must be unconvinced, and whispered something, and the master heard it. It seems that he is going to drive out the inner disciple now. Some are secretly envious, thinking that they can actually let their master make... a ruler with his own hands.
Lian Ning was a little nervous for a long time, thinking that you wouldn't be so vindictive, right
"Master, do you have any other instructions?" Ning Jiujiu asked.
Lu Marry looked at him and said slowly: "You can come and listen to the practice at Yuntai Sword Field later."
"What?" Someone exclaimed. He hesitated for a while before realizing what Lu Marion said.
"Master, he is an outer disciple and does not follow the rules." Someone immediately retorted.
More people reacted after being slightly stunned. Someone said: "Master, all the disciples have been practicing at the outer peak for a year and a half. They have outstanding qualifications and have the opportunity to take the test and climb the inner peak. He is just a little kid." Junior Sister Ling’s light will inevitably make other outer peak disciples feel unhappy.”
"Yes, and Junior Brother Jiujiu's qualifications are not outstanding. If he practices with us, I'm afraid it will only hurt him."
These words were blurted out in front of Ning Changjiu, and it was obvious that those disciples had serious opinions on this matter.
Lu Marry glanced at Ning Changjiu, as if asking for his opinion.
Ning Jiujiu knew that she wanted to take this opportunity to guide him in his practice. Although his heart felt slightly warm, he still shook his head and said: "Thank you Master for your love. I will enter the peak to practice by myself. In the future, I will pass the examination together with the disciples from the outer peak, and then I will be admitted to the inner peak." That’s it.”
Although Ning Changjiu said this, he had no intention of officially joining Neifeng.
Going to morning classes with my junior sister every day is already boring. If I have to spend another two hours going to the sword field to practice swordsmanship...
What's more, if you are late, you will be beaten with a ruler by Lu Marian...
Every additional class increases the chance of being married to Lu for revenge.
And with my cultivation speed, I don’t know when I will be able to beat her.
The most important thing is that he has now figured out his own path to spiritual practice. All he needs to do is move forward without any distractions, cutting off every detail he can.
He nodded to Lu Marry without leaving any trace.
Lu Marry understood and said nothing more, "I just made it up on the spur of the moment. If you don't want to, then forget it."
Some people were relieved, while some less talented disciples were a little regretful. They thought they could be at the bottom to attract some firepower, so that they would be less ridiculed by their fellow disciples and reprimanded by their masters.
Junior Sister Lerou is a bit more thoughtful. When Lu Marion scolded him with a ruler earlier, she felt something was wrong. That ruler was obviously a treatment only for our inner disciples. Why should you, an outer disciple, suffer at the hands of the master? beat? Now the master has directly invited him to practice together in the sword field. Could it be that he wants to cultivate him
But Ning Jiujiu was so ignorant that he couldn't read the implication of his master's words. Did he just want to be Ning Xiaoling's soft rice for the rest of his life
How can such a person stay in Inner Peak? It really disturbs our Dao mind and pollutes Master's eyes. We must find an opportunity for Master to drive him out!
Lerou thought angrily.
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Ning Jiujiu walked into the inner peak and entered the book pavilion. Yan Zhou was squinting, not knowing whether he was dreaming or awake.
Ning Jiujiu took out the book from yesterday, opened it to a page about the derivation of the principles of the formation of innate spirits, and started reading.
There are many theories about the formation of innate spirits in the world's books. Some believe that they are the Tao-born Nascent Soul left over from innateness, and their appearance is affected by a person's birth date, feng shui, and zodiac signs at birth. As for why all innate spirits appear to be The shape of animal spirits or mythical ferocious beasts is because it is related to the innate animality of humans.
Some people think that this is different from the principle of "things become refined over time". Everyone's body is a space, and with the element of Zifu Qihai, it is possible to cultivate innate essence and charm, and This essence has its own form, and shares consciousness with its owner. It is dominated by people, and it can be summoned outside the body to move within a certain range. The two are one, and no one can really leave the other.
Some people believe that they are seeds sprinkled by evil spirits into the human world. They will take root and sprout in the human body, form embryos, and finally devour people, and together they will become the power of evil spirits to descend on the human world.
Ning Jiujiu was not satisfied with these statements.
He couldn't remember what his innate spirit was in his previous life. Perhaps it was like the word "immeasurable", which was naturally obscured.
It may also be because in this timeline, one's innate spirit was not born at all. How can a person have memories of things that do not exist at all
But sometimes in his dreams, he often saw a red sun. The red sun hung high on the pitch-black curtain, and something seemed to be entrenched in its center. Shadow-like eyes stared at him from afar across the red waves. .
Every time this thought appeared, it would make him feel slightly dazed.
He immediately put away his thoughts and looked at the book page again.
Although there are different opinions in these books, there are still three recognized characteristics about innate spirits. One is that they have no innate consciousness, the other is that they are inseparable from their own souls, and the third is that they can be contaminated.
The third point is that Ning Jiujiu has no doubts, because Ning Xiaoling’s innate spirit was contaminated by the demon seed of the red-tailed old man, but this pollution should also be conditional, such as the innate spirit of the red-tailed old man and Ning Xiaoling. The snow fox has the same origin.
The second point has basically been overturned by Ning Jiujiu, because he had his innate spirit removed by his master, and in the previous imperial city, if his realm had not been a little worse, Ning Xiaoling's innate spirit would have been stripped away from his body by his own hands.
The first point, and the point that Ning Changjiu doubts the most, is whether the innate spirit is a creature that relies on human consciousness to act, or it has potential innate consciousness.
This is also what he wants to know the most right now, and it is directly related to the speculation that the master had removed his innate spirit.
It's just that he can't find an experimental object to test his conjecture for the time being.
He turned to the part about the human body's spiritual veins again, and stared at the two spiritual orifices of "Yun Qi" and "White Mansion" connected to the back. After looking at it for a long time, he recalled the back that had been beaten by a virtual sword so that the flesh was blurred and the bones were almost visible. , and finally sighed softly.
A book is quickly read.
He stood up and walked to the bookshelf and pushed the book back into the wooden shelf.
He should have practiced diligently at this moment, but he did not leave. He remembered what Yan Zhou said to him before.
The second half of the Tianyu Sword Scripture was left here.
Naturally, he didn't covet the Sword Book, which was regarded as a true treasure, but if he could find it, it might be of some help to Lu Marion.
After all, he was living here for free, so he had to do something for her.
Ning Jiujiu drew with his fingers in the empty space and wrote the word "Ning" that was as indifferent as a trace.
The word "Ning" is like a sword, and as he writes it with his pen, it is also tainted with the faint sword energy.
In fact, when he first came to the book pavilion, he vaguely sensed something, but the feeling was ethereal, like a person standing in a deep gorge with water pouring in from all directions.
The word "Ning" is like a small flying sword, passing by silently, and his figure follows closely, wearing a white dress and floating between the wooden frames.
After a moment, the small words stopped and shattered, like a firework.
Ning Jiujiu stopped at the place where the small flying sword disappeared.
He looked around and then pulled out a book based on intuition.
Of course, that book cannot be the Heavenly Sword Scripture.
But he vaguely realized that this book had another mystery.
Its pages are snow-white, and its dark green cover is as new as new. There are two words written in heavy ink on it: "Dongtian."
Ning Jiujiu frowned slightly, knowing that he had triggered something, but there was no warning sign of danger in his heart, so he hesitated for a moment and turned to the first page.
"Magic circle?" Ning Jiujiu looked at the dots on the title page with gold sand as ink stars, and frowned.
The next moment, the world seemed to be upside down, and Ning Jiujiu felt his body fall. Then the scene in the bookstore immediately disappeared from the field of vision, and the environment turned dark. Looking around, he saw walls that were polished as smooth as patina, and there was a faint trace of something in the walls. The iron-green stone patterns are like the patterns on a python.
In the library, Yan Zhou opened his eyes leisurely, glanced in the direction where Ning disappeared for a long time, and muttered: "Taoist disciple?"
"Could he be from Hanxu Sect?" Yan Zhou showed a rare expression of worry.
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Ning Changjiu no longer had any books in his hands.
The book was more like a formation eye hub. He stood there, took the book away, and was triggered by the formation to teleport himself here.
He looked around and examined the texture of the rocks, confirming that he was still within the inner peak.
In this case, this should be the space under the book pavilion.
He walked forward along the mountain path, and sure enough, at the end of the road, in the center, was the familiar arm holding up the sky. The giant arm ran down the rock mass, and he looked down to see the endless horizon.
Ning Changjiu looked up and saw that at the very high point of the rock wall, there were many skylight-like caves casting bright light.
If he could control the sword, he should be able to fly from the cave into the sea of clouds outside the peak.
Ning Jiujiu continued to move forward.
The sound of flowing underground springs rang in my ears, and on the stalagmites, there was also seeping water dripping from the tips of the bamboo shoots, smashing into pieces on the stone surface.
Surrounding the Dragon-wrapped Pillar are four huge logs like single-plank bridges. One end supports the rock wall, and the other end is embedded in the Dragon-wrapped Pillar in a mortise-and-tenon style structure.
Ning stood on the edge of the big pillar and the cliff for a long time and glanced down.
The entire mountain seemed to have been hollowed out.
The lower end is an extremely huge space, and when the line of sight falls into it, only the dark side is left.
As if facing the edge of the abyss, even he still felt a little palpitated, and besides the palpitations, there were also some vague sensations.
Of course Ning Jiujiu would not take risks such as leaping into the abyss for some confusing chance. He just took a look and turned around to leave.
The inner peak world under this book pavilion is huge.
With the Dragon Column as the center, there are mountain caves, undercurrents in the sky caves, natural caves, and many broken ancient swords.
Ning Jiujiu walked along the stone path and found many artificially dug spaces. He speculated that these should be the retreat places for inner peak disciples.
As if to test his conjecture, in front of the cave, there was a hidden cave. Behind the door, among many natural stalagmites, a young man in green clothes sat cross-legged, with disheveled hair and frowning, as if he was thinking hard, and he seemed to be in retreat. It has been a long time, and I haven't eaten a grain of rice. I only drink from the hidden spring between the peaks, and my eye sockets and cheeks are slightly sunken.
The moment Ning Jiujiu arrived, the young man suddenly opened his eyes, as if he had never thought that an outsider would come here, and the several iron swords stuck to his side kept trembling.
"Who are you?" It seemed that he hadn't spoken for a long time, and his voice was a little astringent and hoarse.
Ning glanced at him for a long time and said seriously: "There is something wrong with your practice."
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(Thanks to book friend Fengyue Qiushui for the reward and support~)