Li Jiacun, Tian Yu asked each other, shocked the two of them.
The question without warning made it difficult for people to respond for a while, and Yin'er came back to her senses and looked at the people around her subconsciously.
Looking at the little girl's gaze, Ning Chen sighed softly and said softly, "Yin'er, you have to make this choice yourself, I can't help you decide"
A look of confusion appeared on Yin'er's little face, she looked at the woman in front of her, and asked, "Why did you choose me?"
"Heavenly Speaking, you must be able to bear the sufferings of all beings and the blessings of all beings. Human beings are good and evil, complex and changeable. You are the best candidate if you can bear it." Tianyu said calmly.
"Ning Chen is fine too," Yin'er said.
"He can't"
The Skytalker shook his head and said, "His hands are stained with the blood of too many people. Even if he is good, he will be rejected by heaven and earth. This is a fact that cannot be changed."
Yin'er's face showed embarrassment, her little hand grabbed the arm of the person beside her, and it was difficult to answer for a while.
"It's never been possible for two Skytalkers to appear in the world at the same time, is this true?" Ning Chen looked at the woman in front of him, his eyes narrowed, and said.
"kindness"
The Skytalker nodded and replied.
When Ning Chen heard the words, a bad premonition rose in his heart.
"Don't think too much, that day will not come right away, at least, I will wait until the day when Yin'er truly becomes a Skytalker," the woman said calmly.
Ning Chen looked at the little girl beside him. In the end, Yin'er had to make his own choice, he couldn't decide for him.
"Can I think about it?" Yin'er said, tightening her hands.
"Well, think about it carefully, and come to Tianyu Peak to find me."
The woman replied, without further urging, the figure gradually faded, disappearing into the night.
After the Skytalker left, many villagers in Lijia Village slowly recovered from their shock, looking at the two people under the wind and snow, their eyes were both awe-inspiring and nervous.
Beside the woman, the little boy broke free from the former's hand, trotted in front of the two, and said, "Sister Yin'er, are you an immortal?"
Hearing this immature question, Yin'er recovered from her inner entanglement. She looked at the little boy with pure eyes in front of her with a smile on her face, and said, "Sister is not an immortal, just a cultivator."
"Can the elder sister teach me to practice?" The little boy asked with anticipation in his eyes.
Yin'er was stunned for a moment, but couldn't answer right away.
"Xiao Yuan, don't make a fool of yourself." In the distance, the woman hurried forward and scolded softly.
A look of fear appeared on the little boy's face, and he took a half step back, not daring to ask any more questions.
Seeing this, Yin'er squatted down, rubbed the little boy's hair, and said, "If Xiaoyuan really wants to learn martial arts, then hurry up and grow up. When you are fifteen years old, if you still want to learn martial arts, elder sister will come back to teach you. How are you?"
"it is good"
The little boy nodded vigorously and said.
"Yin'er, I should have told you, don't make promises lightly, but you must do what you promise." Ning Chen calmly said.
"kindness"
Yin'er nodded and said softly, "I will remember, when I brought him fifteen years old, I will come back once"
"Well, let's go, it's getting late"
Ning Chen said something, then turned around and left.
"Aunt Li, Xiao Yuan, take care, goodbye"
Yin'er waved at the two of them, and Xiao ran chased after them.
Watching the two leave, the woman sighed softly, the legend was right, these immortal people were not accessible to mortals.
The little boy didn't care about the indifference shown by the young man in red. He looked at the two with pure eyes, full of envy and expectation. In five years, he will grow up quickly.
The woman didn't see it, and the little boy didn't see it either. When Hongyi turned and left, a trace of red brilliance silently disappeared into the little boy's body, and the dripping water was reciprocated by the spring.
In the dark of the night, Yin'er grabbed the hand of the person beside the former and whispered, "Ning Chen, I don't want to speak the language of the day"
"Why?" Ning Chen calmly asked.
"I just don't want to." Yin'er replied without explaining.
"what ever"
There was a faint smile on Ning Chen's face, without reluctance, he said, "This matter is not in a hurry, tell me when you really make a decision."
"Um"
Yin'er replied softly.
The two people who had gone away gradually disappeared into the night, the cold wind blew, and the snowflakes rose, covering the nine-day cold moon.
Lingxu Star Territory, an unfamiliar land, filled with yin, in the gray fog, an ancient palace is located in it, the earth rumbled and trembled, the next moment, a coercive voice sounded, "Vermilion Bird"
As soon as the words fell, the void turned, and a figure shrouded in mist walked out and said, "This subordinate is here"
"Go to the Hongluan Star Region and bring the Phoenix back," said the coercive voice again.
"Yes"
Suzaku Ming led the order calmly.
The yin qi gathered and covered the main hall again, Zhu Que Ming turned around and left, rushing towards the Hongluan Star Territory.
Suzaku Ming will disappear soon, and another misty figure walks out. Behind, a majestic voice sounded, saying, "Qinglong, you follow Suzaku, if there is a problem, you will take action yourself."
"clear"
Qinglong responded and stepped forward.
Qinglong, Suzaku, and Hades are the top two peak powerhouses of the four underworld generals, and every one of them is above the real world, especially Qinglong, who is the first of the four underworld generals, and their strength is immeasurable.
Hongluan Star Territory, Tianyu Peak, under the apricot tree, the fluttering white flowers are so clean and so beautiful, like a woman in front of the tree, perfectly unlike any mortal woman in the world.
Forcefully open the eyes of the sky to observe the red dust, and the three-point blue silk dyed cream on the waist of the Skytalker is so dazzling, the supreme good, God protects, but the Skytalker itself is the sky, and who will protect it.
Under the apricot tree, the demon in black still has not woken up. This magic test is so long, and if it fails again, it will be doomed.
At the foot of the mountain, Hongyi came with Yin'er, for one thing and for an answer.
On the mountain, the woman looked at the two people walking down the mountain, raised her slender hands, and the space shook for a while, bringing the two of them in an instant.
"Yin'er, your answer." The Skytalker looked at the little girl and said softly.
"Senior, I'm sorry, I don't want to be a Skytalker," Yin'er said apologetically.
The Skytalker heard the words, sighed softly, and said, "What a pity."
The voice fell, and the Tianyu looked at the young man beside him and said, "I know the purpose of your visit, but your demon body cannot leave Tianyu Peak for the time being."
Ning Chen was silent, nodded after a moment, walked to the apricot tree, turned his palms to condense his energy, poured in a trace of soul power, and merged the memory of the demon body.
After a while, Ning Chen stopped and bowed to the woman in front of the peak, saying, "Senior Tianyu, Yin'er and I are going to leave Tianyuxing, and maybe we won't come back for a long time, so here's to you."
"Go, be careful in the future"
The Skytalker nodded and said calmly.
Ning Chen responded lightly, didn't stay any longer, and took Yin'er down the mountain.
When going down the mountain, Yin'er looked back and saw the dazzling white hair in the blue silk of the woman in front of the peak, and a tear of reluctance flashed in her big eyes.
The Heavenly Whisperer's hands are sealed, and the wind and snow drifts in the sky, so beautiful, bid farewell to the two of them.
"Yin'er, since you have decided, don't hesitate, no matter what path you choose, you must go on without any regrets."
The voice in the snow is calm and gentle, and the last teaching is the most selfless concern of the seniors for the juniors.
Yin'er nodded with tears in her eyes, and followed the people around her away.
In front of the peak, the Skytalker looked at the figures of the two leaving, and a faint sigh rose on the beautiful face. May the sky live up to the painstaking efforts.
Half a month later, on a beautiful big star, in the quiet water river, a cyan painting boat floats, quiet and peaceful.
In the painting boat, away from the red clothes of the rivers and lakes, he carefully taught the little girl the cultivation method, day after day, without any impatience.
Yin'er listened to the former's explanation, her face was bitter, and sometimes she became angry when she didn't understand.
The road of cultivation is not easy. Ning Chen has walked through it, and the journey has been extremely bumpy, but because of this, he has learned a lot of things that others do not understand.
After all, Yin'er's cultivation time is still short. Although his talent is beyond ordinary people, it does not mean that he is born with it. There are still many things to learn.
Ning Chen taught me to be patient, and the little girl didn't get angry when she got angry.
"I'm hungry, I'm going to eat"
After finally waiting for the sun to go down, Yin'er stood up immediately, ran out of the boat, and stepped towards the lake.
Ning Chen got up helplessly and went outside the boat. Seeing the little girl who had run away, she couldn't help shaking her head. It was indeed not an easy task to let a child who was having fun sit down patiently to practice.
On the banks of the quiet water, an ancient sacred tree took root underground, absorbing the spiritual energy of the spiritual land, and gradually regained some vitality.
Not far away, some women and girls who came to wash their shirts came and looked at the cyan painting boat in the middle of the river with curiosity on their faces. This painting boat has been here more than ten days ago and has never left.
However, neither the woman nor the girl saw that in a place not far from them, the sacred tree grew quietly and grew stronger day after day.
Ning Chen set a ban to hide the undead peach tree, so as to prevent it from being noticed by those who care.
"Auntie, who is on that painting boat?" a young girl asked the woman beside her.
"Which nobleman?"
The woman replied that ordinary people do not have the money nor the time to go boating in the river all day long. When the girl heard the answer, she nodded in disbelief, and her beautiful eyes looked at the painting boat in the distance. She had also seen those noble sons, but she always felt that the young man was different from them. What was the difference? she can't speak
.
Painting the boat in the river, Ning Chen quietly looked at the bow of the boat, ignoring the gazes of the women and girls on the riverbank, and focused on the undead peach tree not far away.
It is indeed the most suitable place for the demon body to plant the peach tree here. It has sufficient spiritual energy and is far away from the rivers and lakes, so there will be less trouble.
Now, the only question is how to get the peach tree to bloom and bear fruit as soon as possible. Nine thousand years, it's been too long. The Master has waited for more than a thousand years with the help of the thousand-year luck of Confucianism. Even if the laws of heaven and earth are much more complete than that of Shenzhou, it is impossible for anyone to live more than nine thousand years.