Outside the sword pavilion, Ning Chen appeared and saw the Tianjian pavilion who was healing Mu Qianshang. He stepped forward and said, "What's wrong with him?"
The Heavenly Sword Pavilion Master pulled his hand away, let out a sigh of relief, and said, "It's okay, there is a force blocking his consciousness, but this force is dissipating, and it won't be long before Qian Shang will wake up."
"Sorry, I have caused trouble for Jiange," Ning Chen said apologetically.
"There is nothing to apologize for, although I don't know what you encountered in the Jingta, but the Marquis of Zhiming can send Qianshang out first in the event of danger. This friendship is worth more than any apology" Tianjian Pavilion Master Replied.
"This is something that should be done," Ning Chen sighed softly.
This time, it was he who drew Mu Qianshang into danger, so no matter what, he had to send Mu Qianshang out safely.
Sister Qingming said that although he is different from Feng in physical and mental nature and philosophy, there is one thing, he is not as good as Feng.
That is responsibility, what you do, whether right or wrong, must be borne by yourself.
Do not shirk, do not evade, do what you say and do what you do.
In fact, the most suitable person to stay is not him, but the phoenix body.
In the original plan, Fengshen originally wanted to stay in the world and continue to investigate the truth about the parade of immortal corpses. As for the matter of going to Tianwaitian to find the Jade Pond Water, it was left to him to do.
The reason is very simple. Among the three bodies, Feng’s body speed is unparalleled in the world, and he is the only one who can catch up with the parade of immortal corpses. Relatively speaking, he devoured the half body of Xuan Luo, and his combat power is stronger, so it is more suitable to go to the outer world.
Unfortunately, he was already in a calamity, and his body was unstable, so he had no choice but to go to Heaven and Heaven instead of Fengshen.
He stayed, one is to find a way to get through the calamity as soon as possible, and the other is to use the identity of the alliance military division as a cover to continue to pay attention to the news of the immortal corpse parade.
In addition, the last agreement between them is to protect those cherished people for Fengshen before he returns.
Demons have never been a trustworthy race, but this time, he can't betray his trust.
The cold moon travels westward, the night is about to end, the east is white with fish belly, and the sky gradually lights up.
When the light of dawn fell, Mu Qianshang, who had been in a coma for a long time, finally woke up, her dazed eyes gradually recovered, and she looked at the two people in front of her, puzzled, "What's wrong with me?"
"It's a long story. I'll talk about it when I have time. You can rest assured to recover first. I still have some things to do. I have to leave for a few days." Ning Chen asked.
"Well, let's go." Mu Qianshang said with a strange look in his eyes, but he didn't ask any further questions.
"Pavilion Master, the junior will leave first, and come back to disturb you in two days." Ning Chen looked at Pavilion Master Tianjian, bowed politely, and said goodbye.
"I'll send someone to take the Marquis for a ride," the Lord of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion said.
"Thank you pavilion master, don't bother"
Ning Chen responded, and immediately walked away along the way he came.
"Qianshang, don't you remember what happened in the pagoda?" Looking at the disappearing figure in front of him, the Heavenly Sword Pavilion Master said. Mu Qianshang thought about it carefully, then shook his head and said, "After entering the last floor of the scripture tower, I seemed to feel an extremely terrifying aura, and then I lost consciousness, what happened behind me, I How to come out, no
any memory"
"It was the Marquis of Zhiming who sent you out, although he didn't say anything, but when he came out, there was a clear bloody aura on his body, obviously he was seriously injured," said Tianjian Pavilion master.
Hearing the words, Mu Qianshang fell silent. After a long time, he sighed softly and said, "The Marquis of Zhiming, who has repeatedly harmed friends, this time, he has become unwise."
In the Green Frost Valley, Ning Chen walked out, looked back at Qianxue Lake behind him, and after a while, turned around and left.
Half a day later, in the foggy forest, before the entrance to the underworld, Ning Chen appeared and stepped into it.
The dark underworld was unusually quiet. Every step of the way, I could clearly hear my footsteps. The most familiar places are now so unfamiliar. The underworld that has existed for an unknown time, like the Eternal Night Sect, has long been unverifiable. However, the heyday of the underworld is farther away than the Daomen. In the human era, the underworld seems to be just a sign, and it does not show what a great sect should have. of
brilliant.
Ning Chen entered the underworld, and the memories of the past came one after another, and the pace gradually decreased.
The three bodies are concentric, the underworld has become a scar that can never be healed in the heart of fate, the pain is too deep, and the obsession is so deep that even the demon body cannot get rid of it.
Obsession, resentment, there is no difference, the demon body is the gathering of the resentment of all living beings, similarly, the obsession with fate, the demon body cannot escape.
"Ghost girl, how can I save you?"
Before Ruoshui, Ning Chen stopped, the pain in his eyes was hard to hide, and said softly.
Hundreds of kilometers of rivers in the underworld, the beginning and the end are not visible, the weak water in the river is extremely poisonous, I don’t know how many thousands of years, the river bottom will produce immortal magic flowers like Huangquanhua. You can't live, you can't die.
"Devil, there are human emotions, aren't you afraid of self-destruction?" One after another mixed voices of men and women came out, said.
Ning Chen didn't answer, he still looked there quietly, without saying a word.
"Netherworld, I can't imagine that it has decayed so far" Taishangtian said again.
"Do you know the past of the underworld?" Ning Chen heard the words, frowning slightly, and said.
"The Daomen has a long history, and the underworld is the same. Unfortunately, the era that belongs to the Daomen and the underworld is over," Taishangtian said with emotion.
Ning Chen was silent, and after a long time, he said, "How about we make a deal?"
"What deal?" Taishangtian said.
"You all need a host, and I need a Taoist formation. You help me learn the Taoist formation, and I will help you find a new host. A fair deal is beneficial to everyone," Ning Chen calmly said.
"It's hard for us to trust the promise of the devil," Taishangtian replied.
"Do you have any other options? Although I can't destroy you yet, you also have no way out now. Cooperation is the only hope for you to come out now," Ning Chen said lightly.
The forty-nine men and women fell silent. After a while, they said, "Deal, devil, I hope you can remember your promise."
Ning Chen nodded and didn't say more.
One day, two days, three days, the demon body stood in front of the weak water, motionless, not knowing what it was waiting for, not knowing why it was waiting.
Three days later, behind Zhiming, the demonic energy lingered, the black phoenix manifested, the phoenix roared, and the weak water rolled up like a reverse waterfall, continuously submerging into the phoenix body.
He brought Ruoshui, but he couldn't wait for the person he wanted to see, so Ning Chen left silently, with a goodbye, unforgettable.
Not long after the demon body left, in the foggy forest, the dragon corpse appeared with the immortal sedan chair, and the ghost girl got off the sedan chair and walked into the underworld.
The two people who were drawn by fate in the dark, walked the same road again and again, but God's will tricks people and never let the sinner get what he wanted.
Rakshasa entered the underworld and walked into the depths of the underworld step by step, wearing a red wedding dress, so beautiful that it was so dazzling that it was difficult to look directly.
Thousands of years, 10,000 years, 100,000 years, the wedding dress on Rakshasa has never been taken off. After endless years, he is constantly looking for something.
In the Man Palace, A Man stood in front of the courtyard, looking to the west, there was a rare flash of sadness on his delicate and clean face.
"Princess, it's windy outside, come in," Hong Zhu walked over and said softly.
"Um"
Aman nodded, turned and walked into the courtyard, he won't come.
In Qingshuang Valley, Mo Bai's figure stood in the valley and waited quietly. After a while, Ning Chen appeared, looked at the former, and said, "Let's go."
Mu Qianshang nodded and walked away together.
"Is the Taoist formation available?"
"kindness"
"That's fine"
The simple conversation, no one said much, disappeared in the afterglow of the sunset after an instant.
In Jingfeng City, when the two returned, Li Ning breathed a sigh of relief when she saw it. In the past few days, she was really worried that things would be exposed.
"Brother Xingchen, thank you very much," Ning Chen said, looking at the person in front of him.
"Small matter, what's the result of this trip?" Luo Xingchen asked, recovering his appearance.
"The two-meter formation has arrived." Ning Chen replied, with a serious expression, and said, "If today's Fu Xingzun is not too injured, and his physique is far from its peak, it is a rare opportunity. It is impossible to stop Tianfu Xingzun, so I still have to trouble the three friends to come out
hand help”
"Knowing your fate" aside, Mu Qianshang suddenly said.
"Huh?" Ning Chen asked in confusion.
"You look really disgusting when you're polite," Mu Qianshang said lightly.
"Heh" Ning Chen smiled lightly and said, "It's sensible and hypocritical, the two ceremonial formations need the power of yin and yang to go hand in hand at the same time. Brother Mu inherits the Taoist sect. Although it is not the most yang physique, the sword of the barren city,
It has always been enough to break through all methods with strength, to be unrivaled, to preside over the dark formation, and as for the rest, let Zhiming do it.”
"What am I doing?" Luo Xingchen asked.
Ning Chen smiled and said, "Brother Xingchen will continue to do his own business, and let the cold arrows be thrown behind his back."
"A gentleman can't use arrows behind him, isn't that what you said, Brother Ning?" Luo Xingchen said.
"Did I say it? Sorry, I forgot." Ning Chen chuckled.
Not far away, Yin'er kicked her calf and said, "Be careful, the two people who entered the battle with Ning Chen that day have not woken up yet."
Ning Chen heard the words, looked at the little girl, smiled helplessly, and said, "Yin'er, who are you with? How can you turn your elbows out?"
"Sister Liming said they are good people," Yin'er replied softly.
"I'm also a good person," Ning Chen said seriously.
"You're a badass," Yin'er said, wrinkling her little nose.
"Tong Yan has no scruples, but it's really pleasing to the ear." Luo Xingchen said in a very good mood.
Mu Qianshang, Jian Er listened to the little girl's words, just smiled and didn't say anything more on this issue.
Zhiming's behavior is definitely not a gentleman's style, and it can even be said to be unscrupulous. As an enemy, you may have to be cautious at all times, but as a friend, Zhiming is definitely a person you can trust. "Brother Xingchen, I will write down the method of opening the two-meter formation later. Although your physical strength is not suitable for entering the formation, the battle situation changes rapidly during the battle. In case, the three of us are not supported, you still need to timely Enter the battle, take over the battle" Ning Chen
True color. "Understood," Luo Xingchen nodded.