In the late autumn, cold night, the lights are dim, in the east of Weicheng, in a simple hut, the silver sword light rises, dazzling.
Gods and demons are transformed into Dao, and in Wei City, any force must be suppressed. It is precisely because of this that for thousands of years, Dao enlightened people have come one after another, abandoning the struggle, and concentrating on comprehending their own Dao.
However, tonight, in the east of Weicheng, the light of the sword first appeared.
Blocked by the wooden house, the dazzling sword light was not found, except for Yun Manshui, who happened to knock on the door.
Witnessing this magical scene with his own eyes, Yun Man's heart was unstoppable, and he wanted to make a move, but he suppressed it.
After a long time, in the wooden house, the silver sword light gradually subsided. Zhiming opened his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him with a smile, and said, "Miss Yun, is there something wrong?"
Yun Jianan smiled and said, "It's nothing, just come to see how your injury is?"
"Basically healed."
Ning Chen smiled, "Where's Miss Yun?"
"Same."
Yun Man walked into the room and said softly, "Young Master Ning's cultivation seems to have made a lot of progress."
"Some insight."
Ning Chen didn't hide it, and said, "It is clear that my Dao sword does help me a lot."
"Can you attack the imperial way?" Yun Man asked.
"not enough."
Ning Chen shook his head, even though the sword state had improved, there was still too much difference to make up for the lack of a demon body.
The Royal Road is the last realm of the fourth realm. It is almost impossible to enter the Dao Heart and the Three Souls.
The demon body controls the earth soul and part of the sword heart. Unless he devours the demon body and takes back the earth soul and that part of the sword heart, the Dao heart and the three souls cannot be completed.
However, making such a choice is equivalent to giving up the demon body completely, and there is no room for turning around.
In the wooden house, Ning Chen got up, all the sword light dissipated, looked at the woman in front of him, smiled and said, "Miss Yun, I may be leaving Weicheng soon."
"Why, didn't you say you would stay for at least a year and a half?" Yun Man looked stunned and puzzled.
"The plan hasn't changed quickly after all."
Ning Chen said softly, "The trouble of the temples will be found sooner or later, and it's impossible to force something like enlightenment. I'm very lucky to have met these friends and Miss Yun."
"Are you lucky to meet me?"
Yun Mansui murmured softly, maybe, but unfortunately, he doesn't even know her real name.
"After leaving Weicheng, is there a place to go?" Yun Man said softly.
"I haven't made up my mind yet. In the past two days, I will carefully think about the path I'm going to take in the future." Ning Chen replied.
"There is a place that the young master can consider." Yun Mansui suggested.
"Miss, please tell me." Ning Chen asked curiously.
"Northern God Realm, Shuiyun Clan." Yun Man said with a serious look.
Ning Chen heard the words, frowned slightly, in the north
The realm of the gods is vast, and there are hundreds of millions of miles from the southern border to the northern border. If you want to go to the northern border, even if you concentrate on your journey, it will take a long time.
What's more, it is still unknown what kind of troubles will be encountered in between. "Young master's physique is of the cold attribute, and the Shuiyun clan is famous for the extremely cold Shuiyun art. Empress Shuiyun is one of the most powerful gods in this god realm. If you can worship under the empress. , even if the pantheon wants to trouble the son
, but also weighed. "Yun Man said seriously.
Ning Chen had heard it, the color of thinking flashed in his eyes, it is indeed a way to drive the tiger and swallow the wolf, but he has always been used to freedom. Once he worships the Empress Shuiyun, if he wants to do his own thing in the future, I am afraid that he will not be able to do it. Then do whatever you want.
After weighing it again and again, Ning Chen gently shook his head and said, "Thank you Miss Yun for your kindness, I have no plans to go to the North for the time being."
With a look of emotion on Yun Man's face, she knew that he would not agree.
Although the acquaintance was short-lived, the sharpness of his body had surprised her.
This man who has ascended to the realm of the gods, as long as he is given time to grow, will surely shock the entire realm of the gods.
After a brief exchange, Yun Man walked away. In the wooden house, the lights flickered. Ning Chen stood quietly in front of the window, thoughts flashing in his eyes.
Perhaps, the place he should go most is the Temple of the Gods.
Knowing oneself and knowing the enemy is invincible in a hundred battles. Before the temple of the gods comes to the door, he should first explore the reality of this power.
"Boom, boom."
At this time, outside the house, the knock on the door rang again.
"Please come in."
Inside the room, Ning Chen regained his senses and said.
With a creak, the door opened, and the teacher walked in with a calm expression, "I haven't rested yet."
"Don't you have a rest, sir?" Ning Chen laughed.
"this is for you."
The teacher handed out a letter and said lightly, "If there is any danger, hand this letter to the head of the Confucian Sect of the Great Yu Dynasty. After seeing the letter, he will help you once."
Ning Chen nodded, took the letter, and thanked him respectfully.
He is not a pedantic person, he will not refuse such kindness.
"Farewell."
After sending the letter, the teacher left directly, without any sloppiness.
Ning Chen looked at the back of the former leaving, with envy in his eyes.
Although he did not admit the teachings of the teacher, he admired his sloppy disposition.
The gods who have guarded the dynasty for thousands of years, let go if you can say it, this decisiveness is also very human beings can do.
The letters in their hands weigh more and more. Some people say a lot but do little. Some people say few words, but their hearts are enthusiastic.
This teacher is a real friend.
The night was getting dark, and the fire crackled in the house, dispelling some of the cold of late autumn.
In the second half of the night, when everyone was asleep, a sneaky figure came quietly outside the wooden house.
"when"
"when"
There was a knock on the door, very quietly, for fear of being discovered.
In the room, Ning Chen looked helpless, why are so many people looking for him tonight.
Getting up to open the door, Ning Chen looked at the sneaky man in front of him, and said, "Senior, do you know it's very late now."
"roll!"
The young man in Tsing Yi hurried in and said unhappily, "You are the senior, and your whole family is the senior."
"What, is something wrong?" Ning Chen smiled.
"Something for you."
The young man in Tsing Yi took out a blue silk thread from his sleeve with a painful expression on his face and said, "I'll give it to you."
"What?" Ning Chen asked in confusion.
"Soul binding cord."
The young man in Tsing Yi whispered.
Ning Chen took it, confused, and said, "What's the use?"
"It doesn't hurt the body, locks the soul, is it serious?"
The young man in Tsing Yi showed off.
"sharp."
Ning Chen made a perfunctory sentence and continued to ask, "Is it just this magic weapon, is there any more?"
When the young man in Tsing Yi heard the words, his face was shocked and said, "What more do you want?"
Seeing the former's expression, Ning Chen smiled and said, "You have lived so long, you must have a lot of treasures, give me three or five pieces."
"roll!"
The young man in Tsing Yi was furious, slapped the soul-binding lock on the table, turned around and left.
"Don't, don't go, three or five will not do, but two or three will do!"
Ning Chen shouted from behind.
"roll!"
The young man in Tsing Yi slammed the door shut and walked away.
Ning Chen smiled lightly, turned to look at the soul-binding lock on the table, and put it away.
These guys usually look poor and white, and at critical moments, they really have some inventory.
Outside the house, the cold wind was bleak, and the night gradually passed.
When it was about to dawn, outside the house, the woman came early, holding a rusted broken sword in her hand.
Ning Chen walked out and saw the broken sword in the woman's hand, with a puzzled face.
"It's a treasure."
The woman smiled and said, "As for what kind of treasure it is, I don't know. It was given to you by your elder brother Li. Take it."
Ning Chen took the broken sword and nodded, "Thank you."
"When are you going?" the woman asked.
"The morning after tomorrow." Ning Chen said softly.
The woman nodded, turned and left without asking any further.
In the last two days, Ning Chen seldom cultivated deliberately. Every day, he walked on the streets of the small town and watched the world.
Nine hundred years of Ziwei Divine Realm, he stood too high and looked at the world of the world, but his heart was cold.
It was the loneliness of the heights, and it was numbing.
Now, in the city, he is no different from ordinary people, and looking at the world, he is so nostalgic.
On the third day, when the morning sun rose, Ning Chen walked out of the wooden house and walked out of the city.
The blacksmith, the teacher, the young man in Tsing Yi, none of the three came out to see each other.
Outside the city, Ning Chen looked back and looked at the small city behind him, with a nostalgic expression on his face.
If there is a chance, he hopes to come back again.
"Why, don't you want to go?"
At this moment, a moving voice sounded in Ning Chen's ear and asked.
Ning Chen heard the words, his expression was shocked, he turned around and looked at the woman who had appeared outside the city for some unknown reason, and said in surprise, "Miss Yun, you!"
"Let's go together."
Yun Man looked at her with a smile, her face like a peach blossom, and answered.
Just when Zhiming left Weicheng, a round of Shenyang came from the northern border of the God Realm, and the amazing pressure shocked the entire northern border.
The twin suns are in the same sky, the world-shattering scene, all the powerhouses in the north looked at the sky and felt the unspeakable terrifying pressure.
"Sunshine God!"
Shuiyun Emperor Palace, the highest point, behind the curtain, a lazy voice sounded, and said, "Since you are here, show up."
"Empress Shuiyun, I haven't seen you for tens of thousands of years, stay safe."
When the words fell, on the occasion of the nine days, Shenyang took shape, and the rising sun and Yang Shen stepped out and walked towards the imperial palace below.
In the imperial palace, eight goddesses blocked the way, and looked at the man who came, and their expressions were full of fear.
The Rising Sun Yang God actually came in person.
"You go back."
Behind the curtain, the Empress opened her mouth and said softly, "In front of the Sunshine Yang God, your little skill is not enough to see."
"Yes!"
The eight goddesses saluted respectfully and stepped aside.
In the back, the Empress sat up, looking at the man standing in front of him across the veil, and said, "No matter what you do, go to the Three Treasures Hall, and the Yangshen is in person, it must be no small matter, let's be blunt."
"The person under your seat has destroyed the Chihuo clan. I will come and seek justice." Rising Sun Yangshen said lightly.
"Oh?"
The Empress smiled lightly, her eyes closed, and after a few breaths, she opened her eyes and said, "Yangshen is joking, there are no people from the Shuiyun clan in the southern border, how can the Chihuo clan be wiped out."
"Isn't there one missing from the nine goddesses under the Empress?" Rising Sun Yangshen said calmly.
"Is Yunman watching?" Behind the curtain, the Empress smiled and said, "She has indeed left the North, but she is still in the Middle Heaven and is still a long way from the South, so she can't be the murderer. "