Above the sky, I don't know when it started to snow, one after another, beautiful snowflakes drifted on Banyue Mountain, gradually dyeing the world into a snow-white color.
On the other side of Banyue Cliff, three figures stood on the cliff, and the surrounding wind and snow turned into a huge vortex, swirling around the young man in Suyi. The other two stood outside the vortex, looking solemn and waiting quietly.
The three geniuses from different realms, now covered in injuries, joined forces to fight three disasters in order to save their hearts, and almost all died at the hands of Jie Ji.
It is said to be the most brutal of all beasts. Even if you look at it more, you will be met with crazy revenge.
There was a breath of phoenix blood in his heart, and during the process of falling off the cliff, he was noticed by Jie Ji and ingested into the pool, so he was lucky to save his life.
However, Jairt has been infinitely close to the three disasters, and with his own talent, he is almost as good as a human being who is strong in the three disasters. His heart is too weak to bear the violent aura of Jairt, and maybe he will return to the sky after a moment's delay. Tired of skills.
In the wind and snow, blood dripped from the corner of Ning Chen's mouth, dyeing the ground beneath him red.
In the heart, the shattered meridians were quickly repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the remaining power of the phoenix blood was still there to speed up the recovery of the injury.
Outside the wind and snow, Jiang Hua and Luan Fengchen watched quietly, but did not dare to intervene easily, and could only trust the blood-stained young man in front of him to wait patiently.
"He's not a foreign spy," Jiang Hua calmly said.
"Maybe" Luan Fengchen sighed softly, he couldn't see it, but he also didn't want to believe that the man lied to him again.
"No matter what you choose, at least until his injury recovers, I will not let you bring him back to the Holy Land," Jiang Hua said lightly.
"En." Luan Fengchen responded, his eyes looked at the figure in front of him, and he didn't say anything.
The snow in the sky is getting bigger and bigger, the huge vortex is spinning violently around Suyi, the endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathers, and the power is shocking.
However, the broken body was difficult to support, Ning Chen suddenly felt that his strength was weak, his body was unstable several times, and his breath suddenly dispersed.
"Not good." Seeing that the former's body is difficult to support, if he continues to force it, he may be in danger. Hua and Luan Fengchen will not care about anything else, break into the wind and snow, turn his palms to condense his energy, and his true energy will penetrate into his body.
With the blessing of different yuan, Ning Chen's figure finally stabilized, and with a light drink, the volume of life was re-run, and the silver light rose, transforming the two's true qi, and pouring all of them into the meridians around the heart.
Hao Yuan was shaking, and the ghost gate was rushing for his life. Time passed a little bit, and his body that was seriously damaged by the heart was finally repaired gradually, and his expression returned to a peaceful state.
The three of them closed their hands, each showing signs of fatigue, and slowly opened their heart's eyes. Seeing the familiar figure in front of them, they subconsciously called out, "Master!"
There was a hint of relief in Ning Chen's eyes, the next moment, no matter how hard the wreckage was to support, he staggered and fell forward.
"Master"
Startled, he immediately regained his mind and supported the former, only to see the blood of the master all over his body, and his left arm that was almost completely useless.
"Returning to the General's House Torazuka"
He helped Hua over the two, and the figure flashed, turning into a streamer and disappearing into the distance.
Luan Fengchen moved under his feet, and the red shadow scattered and followed.
Half a day later, the family knife mound, Su Yi lay quietly on the stone platform, surrounded by ancient knives swaying gently, the breath of the years circulated.
Daozhong, the forbidden area of Tianchen Jiang's family, is where the swords of all the elders and above of the Jiang family have been stored for thousands of years.
The place where the sword mound of the Jiang family is located is very secret, and only each generation of the family owner of the Jiang family can know.
Ning Chen was severely injured, especially the sword wound from his left shoulder to his left arm. The flames almost destroyed all the arm bones and meridians, and it could not be recovered in a day or two.
In the knife mound, Jiang Hua and Luan Fengchen had healed their wounds, and silently guarded their hearts by Ning Chen's side. After returning, they didn't say a word.
Jiang Hua looked at him several times, and after seeing Jiang Xin, who was waiting silently, he sighed in his heart and didn't make a sound.
Four days later, when Ning Chen woke up, his heart was startled for a while, then tears poured down like rain, and he immediately plunged into the former's arms and began to cry.
Ning Chen smiled tiredly, rubbed the little girl's hair, and said softly, "Okay, don't cry anymore"
Hearing the movement, Jiang Hua hurried over and looked at each other. At this moment, he looked at each other seriously for the first time, and then opened his mouth at the same time.
"Thank you"
"Thank you"
What are you thanking, a lot of thanks, the two said it, but they didn't know what to thank. One was devoted to the master, and the other was to the elder brother. This is what should be done.
Luan Fengchen also came, standing not far away, waiting for an answer.
Ning Chen gently pushed the little girl away, got up and looked at the red-clothed young man in front of him, and sternly stated his origin, "Eastern Divine Province, Daxia Zhiminghou"
The "Sacred Son of the Four Extremes" also said slowly without making any senseless cover up.
Ning Chen waved his hand, a drop of phoenix blood flew out, red light shone, and a trace of powerful vitality swayed, very extraordinary.
"This is phoenix blood"
The familiar aura floated up and down before his eyes, and Luan Fengchen's expression finally changed.
Wrong, all wrong.
Phoenix blood, only the hall of longevity has it, that person also has this kind of aura, but he hasn't gone back for a long time, and gradually forgot.
He still remembered that the first time he met on Xuanji Peak in Jiuxiao Mountain, he felt a familiar feeling from the person in front of him, but he didn't remember it for a while. Now, he finally knows that this is the breath of Fengxue.
Before that, the blood of the phoenix was indeed only available to the calamity king of the Hall of Longevity.
"Eastern Divine State, there is a place called Ascension Valley..."
The story was not long, Ning Chen spoke calmly, the three of them listened quietly, the more they listened, the more silent they became.
The truth is always cruel and unacceptable. There is never a strict boundary between who is right and who is wrong. Only the human heart can judge.
"I'm going back to the Holy Land"
When the words fell, Luan Fengchen turned and left, the red-clothed red-haired hunter, at this moment, no longer as free and easy as before, put on the shackles, and gradually sank.
Believed, wrong, and again, he lied to him again.
After ten years of parenting, he taught him martial arts, Taoism, and life, but at this moment he found that he could no longer see him.
The red figure that was far away under the moonlight, with a heavy body, the cold wind blew, and disappeared.
"Your injury..." Jiang Hua asked.
"No problem." Ning Chen interrupted the former's words, shook his head, and said.
"Master" Jiang Xin's face still had tears on his face, worried.
Ning Chen brushed away the tears on the little girl's face, and said softly, "Take the heart, practice martial arts well in the future, listen to your elder brother's teachings, remember, your master is the number one in the world, and you are her disciple, so you won't be able to either. lose to anyone"
"Master, where are you going? I'll go with you." Hearing Master's farewell, he panicked, grabbed the former's arm, and refused to let go.
"Jiang Xin, your master has his own business, don't be temperamental," Jiang Hua advised.
A smile appeared on Ning Chen's face. Finally, he rubbed the little girl's hair, and immediately stroked the latter's hands and walked away.
In the past, she couldn't get it, so he had to take her with him. Now that she got it, how could he stop her.
As a teacher, I always hope that she can get more, so I feel relieved.
Unable to stop my heart, I squatted there and cried, listening to the unspeakable suffering in the heart, and the endless astringency.
Jiang Hua stood beside him, waiting silently, daring to speak.
Ning Chen went all the way north, never looking back. For Jiang Hua, when he heard the name for the first time, he didn't have a good impression on him. A person who didn't even protect his younger sister, no matter how dazzling he was, the same Shameless.
Afterwards, after fighting the family and driving Hua back from the outside, the first time they met, it was a battle of life and death.
Later, it was the meeting on Banyue Cliff. The first reaction of the two was to fight with swords. After calming down, they guessed each other's purpose.
During the war, Jiang Hua and him were both incomplete, and the dangers of war were looming. Seeing the unshakable power of the three calamities and beasts, Jiang Hua was still unwilling to retreat. He knew that this man was a good brother.
Everyone's way of guarding is different, perhaps, it's just that outsiders don't know.
The cold moon was over, and the cold wind was rustling. On the Banyue Cliff, Su Yi gathered together, glanced at the deserted cliff, and turned to leave.
He didn't die, he really did.
According to rumors, all the honors of the Ninety-Five are blessed with luck. As long as it is not a mortal situation, there will always be surprises.
Now it seems that the rumors are not false.
As for the luck of qi, it has existed since ancient times. There is a heavy weapon to suppress the luck of qi in the Daxia Palace. Daxia can be invincible for thousands of years.
The role of the knife in his hand is not difficult to guess. When the soldiers were cast, Li Yan, Li Youwei and the two Xiantian were present together, which already explained a lot of things.
In addition, the Lihuo Imperial Family's attitude towards the Holy Land was not as loyal as it had imagined. Li Yan risked being retaliated by a congenital one who sold his heart to the Holy Land. The only explanation was that he wanted to divert the Holy Land's attention. force.
And those rumors about him and his seniors that were spread all over the place a few days ago should be done by Li Youwei.
In the world, there is no magic weapon that can make the emperor of a dynasty so nervous, unless the soldier is related to the country and society.
However, what surprised him was that the Lihuo Dynasty's army of luck had just been cast. In the hundreds of years before that, when the luck was once, what would suppress it, and who would suppress it.
In the past, he didn't think about this aspect, but now, Li Yan and Li Youwei gave him a hint that he couldn't waste such a good idea in vain.
He has a soldier of luck in one breath, this kind of opportunity is very rare.
In the ground craftsman's mansion, there was no more clanging of iron. After casting the soldiers, the ground craftsman put down the hammer in his hand, and only swept the snow every day, or planted a cold moon plum blossom in the courtyard.
The cold wind that blew swayed a waterfall of snow. The snow had not yet fallen, but when the snow was red, it was blood on the clothes. Su Yi appeared and walked into the courtyard.
Seeing the young man in front of him, the ground carpenter paused slightly, and said softly, "I'm sorry."
Ning Chen didn't say anything. With a wave of his hand, a pure white sword light appeared in front of him, and said, "I'm just here to ask a question, is this sword a weapon of luck?"
The groundworker was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes"
"Name" Ning Chen calmly said.
"Reading love," the craftsman said softly.
"Heh" Ning Chen turned around, the snow fell, and Su Yi left.
Above the Fire Dynasty, Su Bai's figure flew higher and higher, his eyes looked down at the entire Qingli City, and the surrounding breath poured into the blade, and in an instant, a dazzling white brilliance bloomed in the nine days, illuminating the entire sky.
The next moment, under the thousands of seats in the palace, the earth shook, and the vast purple energy rose to the nine heavens.
The astonishing sight shook the entire imperial city, Li Youwei, Duke Muyang, and the royal family all felt it and hurried out.
"Is that what it is?"
Ning Chen stepped out and galloped down, the sudden fall intensified the power of the sword, and the sword fell, and a huge crack appeared in the space, shocking everyone.
Under the terrifying sword light, in the center of the palace, a majestic and solemn palace collapsed suddenly, and the ancient bronze bell screamed, and immediately exploded, scattering all over the sky.
In the Siji Holy Land, inside the temple, the expression of one person changed instantly, his eyes suddenly looked at the direction of Lihuohuangcheng, full of murderous intentions.
The ancient bell shattered, and the fortune that had been suppressed for hundreds of years from the fire suddenly spread out like a spring. Ning Chen waved his hand, and the white sword light flashed across the void. Constantly introduced into the blade.
The thunder in the sky, densely covered with roars, and falling continuously, the great changes of hundreds of years, today reappear, shaking the world.
In the palace, Li Yan woke up from a coma as if he felt something.
The powerhouses of the Holy Land, as well as the enshrined of the Lihuo Dynasty, rushed in quickly, trying to stop them, but they were all blocked by the turbulent luck, and they couldn't get close by half a step.
"Ning Chen"
Li Youwei came over and looked at the figures in Leiguang and Ziqi, a look of weakness flashed on her beautiful face.
Without luck, the Li family's dynasty will be like a flake in the rain, precarious.
In his heart, is there really no friendship at all
The thunder was rolling, and it became more and more astonishing. At the moment when all the purple energy converged into the blade, it came crashing down.
Ning Chen held the knife, swung it across, and opened the sky with a single knife, and the sky was shocked by thunder, dissipating invisible.
The pure white blade has now turned purple, and the purple gas is lingering, disappearing and appearing, which is extremely amazing.
The moment they passed by, Ning Chen paused for a moment, and said calmly, "Senior ground craftsman said, this knife is called Nianqing, Nianqingqing, you say, is the name right?" (PS: Nearly The big chapter of 4000 words is sent. I didn’t dare to write it to 4000. If it exceeds 4000, it will be charged more. If it is about 3900 words, it will be counted as 3000. There will be another chapter in the evening. Thank you for your support. It only costs about 3 yuan to 4 yuan in January, thank you, Misty Rain wishes everyone a happy National Day holiday in advance!!)