As night fell, on the banks of the quiet water, the bright moon fell on the ground and the waterfalls were cold. The red clothes stepped on the water and came to the river.
The cold wind blows, the peach trees sway with the wind, and the rustling sound is clearly audible.
Walking over to the Peach Tree, Ning Chen waved his hand to call out the green tripod, and the water from the Jade Pond sprinkled, watering the divine tree.
Inside the boat, Yin'er woke up from half asleep, rubbed her big confused eyes, and walked outside the boat. She saw the figure in red in front of the peach tree. After thinking about it, she also stepped on the lake to the river bank. .
On the river bank, Yin'er looked at the vigorous divine tree in front of her and asked in confusion, "Ning Chen, does it really take nine thousand years for this tree to bloom and bear fruit?"
"It's so rumored." Ning Chen nodded and continued, "I've been observing for a few days, this tree grows extremely slowly, the spiritual energy it needs is beyond imagination, it's hard to bear fruit in a short period of time, and this tree seems to have already grown. With one's own consciousness, if there is no yellow spring ban
It will take a lot of effort to restrain it.”
It is rumored that the Lord of the East Immortal Realm personally went to the West Immortal Realm to fight against the Queen Mother of the West in order to win the undead peach tree, and he was able to attract the two Lords of the Immortal Realm to take action in person.
"But nine thousand years is too long, we can't wait forever." Yin'er pouted and said. "This tree will recover completely in a short time. At that time, we will set off to find the ban on the years. Since Lord Mo said that he has seen someone use the ban, it means that the ban really exists. In this matter, he and I No conflict of interest, but can
I believe it enough," Ning Chen replied.
"How long do you have to wait?" Yin'er said, looking at the divine tree.
"I don't know, it will take a few months, maybe a year. It just so happens that your cultivation has just broken through, and it needs time to stabilize." Ning Chen calmly said.
When Yin'er heard this, she stuck out her tongue secretly, and she has to stay here for a year, she can't stay any longer now.
"Go back and rest, and continue to practice tomorrow." Ning Chen patted the little girl's head and said.
Yin'er shook her little head vigorously, and flew towards the boat in dissatisfaction.
The little girl left, Ning Chen waved his hand to put away the green tripod, thought about it, raised his right hand, and reached out to the undead peach tree in front of him.
But seeing this moment, a weak and timid will came, a bit of fear, a bit of hesitation, and a bit of rejection.
When Ning Chen saw this, a ray of light flashed in his eyes. This divine tree really has its own will. It seems that the endless years of growth have brought a lot of changes to the peach tree.
The next moment, the green light spread and poured into the divine tree. Before she left, Luluo scattered most of her work into her body, and entrusted the future together.
The green light spread into the peach tree, and suddenly, the peach tree swayed without wind, and the timid consciousness suddenly became alert, and it strongly rejected the green light spreading from the former's body.
Seeing this, Ning Chen frowned, what happened.
Luluo used to be the master of the fourth peak, and the exercises he practiced were the most beneficial to the growth of all living beings.
In order to verify the reason, Ning Chen's whole body had one more green light, and sure enough, within the Peach Tree, the consciousness of the divine tree created a stronger repulsive force.
"strangeness"
Ning Chen murmured softly, it seemed that they still had secrets they didn't know about their cultivation techniques.
It must have something to do with Lord Mo's ability to find their whereabouts over and over again, but he didn't feel anything wrong with his internal body, which was really strange.
After thinking for a moment, he couldn't think of the problem for a while, Ning Chen waved his hand to disperse the green light, restrained the surging breath all over his body, stepped on his feet, and returned to the boat.
Under the moon, the blue painting boats are constantly floating in the lake, as if a lonely boat can never find the ferry, drifting forever in the rivers and lakes.
When Ning Chen flew back to the boat, in the distance, a young girl happened to see this scene, her pretty face showed shock, she couldn't believe her eyes.
Is that a fairy
Could it be that there really exist immortals in this world
Ordinary people seek immortals, step on immortals to seek immortals, and sit in the well and watch the sky in their own cognition. However, whether there are immortals in the world, who can know.
The girl suppressed the fluctuations in her heart and went to the river bank to retrieve the left stick. Before leaving, she glanced at the painting boat in the lake, still unable to believe what she had just seen.
Ning Chen stood on the bow of the boat, and when he saw the girl who was leaving, a flash of light flashed in his eyes. It was because he was careless. However, there are not many mortal women with such spirituality.
Unfortunately, with Yin'er, he no longer wants to accept disciples.
Stepping back to the boat, Yin'er was already fast asleep, the little girl, who had always been in a bad sleeping position, had rolled to the side from the made bed, and the quilt was rolled into a ball.
Ning Chen put the little girl back on the bed, covered the quilt, tucked the quilt, and immediately walked to the side, looking out of the boat through the wooden window, his calm eyes showed a hint of thought.
Lord Mo was severely injured by the Heavenly Whisperer and should not appear in a short period of time. However, this catastrophe will come sooner or later, and he must be prepared to deal with it.
The demon body is now imprisoned under the apricot tree, and I don't know when it will be able to come out. It is probably too late to help.
In addition, since the main body has solved the chaos in Tianfu, there has been no news at all. Among the three bodies, the main body has four volumes of Heavenly Books and has the strongest foundation. If it can be rushed back in time, the strength of the two bodies can be quickly combined, and maybe there will be a chance to be with the ink master. Fight for equality.
Thinking of this, Ning Chen looked at the sleeping little girl and sighed softly in his heart. In fact, he wanted Yin'er to stay in Tianyu Peak. Now that his enemy is getting stronger and stronger, this girl can follow him. will become more and more dangerous.
He could see that the Heavenly Whisperer really wanted to train Yin'er to become the next Heavenly Whisperer. If this opportunity was missed, there would be no second chance.
If Yin'er follows him, he may be able to become the next supreme human being or the pinnacle of the sword, but it is too difficult to surpass him.
This is not a question of talent and aptitude, but experience. His swords have been honed in battles again and again. This road is difficult and difficult, and it is not suitable for Yin'er.
Being a Tianyu Peak is actually the most suitable for Yin'er. From the fairy-like woman in Tianyu Peak, he saw the most beautiful side of the world. Yin'er stays in Tianyu Peak and will surpass him one day.
Maybe it was his delusion, but he clearly felt that after forcibly opening his eyes that time, there was not much vitality left in the body of the Skytalker.
In this life, what he dislikes the most is the kindness he owes others, but he cannot repay the kindness of the Heavenly Whisperer in this life.
Meditating in the lake, outside the riverside, the breeze blows, a touch of red light gathers, and quickly swept to the painting boat in the lake.
In the boat, Ning Chen came back to his senses, his figure flashed past, and he came to the front of the boat in an instant, turned his palms to condense energy, and directly blocked the approaching person.
There was a sudden earthquake, the lake water soared into the sky, and then it turned into a waterfall and fell.
In the falling rain, with the mirror-like face, the same red clothes, and the same calm face, Ning Chen's expression turned cold, and he slowly said, "Vermilion Bird"
"Phoenix, long time no see" Suzaku replied calmly.
"Are you here to kill each other, I will accompany you at any time?"
Ning Chen's whole body was full of aura, and his killing intent was not concealed at all, he said coldly.
"I came this time, not to fight with you"
Suzaku waved his hand to start the battle, and said lightly.
Ning Chen frowned slightly and said, "Is there anything else we can talk about?"
"Cooperation" Suzaku said sternly.
"Oh?"
A flash of light flashed in Ning Chen's eyes, and he said, "How?"
"I know the ruins of a four-symptom god, but it's not easy to get in, how about joining forces?" Suzaku replied.
Hearing this, Ning Chen narrowed his eyes and said, "Why did you come to find me, you should know the fate between you and me, and only one person is destined to exist in the future."
"Both descendants of gods, you are the only person I can trust, Phoenix, although you and I are destined to be impossible to become friends, but before God makes a choice, you might as well try to make a way for the other party to survive," Suzaku said seriously.
"I hope your words today are sincere"
Ning Chen said calmly, and then continued, "Tell me, how to cooperate?"
"There is a ban outside the ruins of the gods I found. It's not my director who broke the ban, that's why I came to ask you for help," Suzaku replied.
Hearing what the former said, Ning Chen fell silent. After a while, he opened his mouth and said, "When?"
"In ten days, I will come to you again," Suzaku replied.
"waiting"
Ning Chen replied calmly.
"Since there is no problem, see you in ten days."
Suzaku said a word, and the flames rose all over his body, turning into a streamer and breaking through the air.
Suzaku left, under the moon, above the lake, Ning Chen stood tall, his eyes looked at the sky, a flash of brilliance flashed, and he was silent in thought.
Suzaku's words are credible, but they can't be trusted. Suzaku itself is a descendant of the ancient four-symptom gods. It is not unusual to find the relics of other four-symptom gods. However, the troubles involved are probably more than imagined.
After thinking for a moment, Ning Chen turned around and walked back to the painting boat. As soon as he entered it, he saw the little girl sitting there in a daze, her face full of irritability after being awakened.
"Who is it?" Yin Er's sleepy eyes couldn't be opened, and she said confusedly.
"Suzaku" Ning Chen calmly said.
"Um?"
Yin'er heard the words, her sleepiness disappeared immediately, she opened her eyes wide, and said in confusion, "Why is he here?"
"Talk about cooperation," Ning Chen replied.
"It's good if you don't fight when you meet, what else is there to talk about?" Yin'er asked in confusion.
"Vermilion Bird knows a site of the ancient site of the gods of the four elephants, but there are restrictions that prevent them from entering. I came here to find me to join forces to explore the site of the gods," Ning Chen replied.
"Is there any danger?" Yin'er asked with a worried look on her face.
"It's alright, except for the white tiger, the four gods are not the gods of slaughter, so there shouldn't be too much danger," Ning Chen replied.
"Oh"
Yin'er nodded, with a bright smile on her face, and said, "Go, I won't go."
Ning Chen was slightly surprised and said, "Why don't you go?"
"Don't worry about it, I'm not going anyway"
Yin'er replied, crawled back to her bed, and continued to sleep.
Ning Chen glanced at the little girl suspiciously, what was this girl thinking, she was usually so clingy, but this time it was uncharacteristic.
It is said that women have needles in the bottom of the sea, and it seems that the same is true for little girls.
Chapter six hundred and eighty third butterfly
On the banks of the quiet water, the water waves hit the shore, quiet and full of vitality, the boats in the lake are always drifting, and they have never landed on the shore for a moment.
The morning sun fell, and at the beginning of the day, inside and outside the painting boat, the quiet mortal world gradually became lively again.
On the boat, the little girl who wanted to stay in bed was picked up and started to lose her temper.
"Can you practice later?"
Yin'er was wrapped in a quilt, seemingly awake but not awake, and said with a bitter face.
"What time is it, still sleeping"
Ning Chen carried the little girl and said helplessly.
"Sleep late last night"
Yin'er dug into the quilt with all her might, not wanting to get up.
"You're not shy, which martial arts practitioner still sleeps every day and doesn't get up at this time?"
Ning Chen pulled the little girl out again and reprimanded softly.
"I'm already very good, I don't need to get up early and get up early to practice dark."
Yin'er rubbed her big eyes in dissatisfaction.
"You're too embarrassed to say that you're amazing, a fool like you, I can beat you more than a hundred, don't talk nonsense, get up quickly, and teach you to practice sword today," Ning Chen said angrily.
Yin'er rubbed her hair frantically, and immediately froze, feeling that something was wrong. Looking at the person in front of her, she wondered, "Why does this sound so familiar?"
"I slept too much, I slept stupidly"
Ning Chen pulled the little girl up, and immediately walked out of the boat, saying, "Hurry up and dress up, I'll wait for you on the shore"
When the words fell, Ning Chen stepped out of the boat and flew towards the river bank.
Yin'er thought hard for a while, but couldn't remember when she had heard that sentence before, shook her little head, stopped thinking about it, and started to dress up.
On the banks of the quiet water, in the forbidden area of the Yellow Spring, the divine tree was extremely vigorous, and it was getting closer and closer to full recovery.
Not long after, Yin'er walked out in front of the sail, and with a step of the lotus, she flew over the lake like a hibiscus emerging from the water.
Seeing the little girl coming, Ning Chen waved his hand, on the water, the water wave rose, and a water sword flew out, horizontally in front.
"looks good"
Ning Chen held his sword and swung it across, but when he saw a dazzling sword light burst out of the sky, with a bang, the entire Mi Shui River split in two.
In an astonishing scene, the big river separates, and the water flows upside down like a waterfall, which cannot be merged for a long time.
Yin'er saw this, her delicate little face was full of shock, and she was shocked by this shocking scene.
Ning Chen casually scattered the water sword in his hand, looked at the little girl, and said calmly, "Let's practice, when will you be able to split this river with a sword like this, you'll be basically getting started."
When Yin'er heard the words, she recovered from the shock, looked at the former, swallowed her saliva, and said, "How long have you practiced to do it?"
"Three years" Ning Chen calmly said.
"… "
When Yin'er heard the words, her little face suddenly became bitter for so long. "There are no shortcuts in cultivation, especially in swordsmanship. There are countless geniuses who cannot grow up in this world, not because they are not talented enough, but because their perseverance is not as good as others, so don't always think about being lazy." Ning Chen looked at the little girl, light
warned.
"You lied, Aman's wife doesn't practice much, she's still very powerful," Yin'er muttered.
"Don't shout"
Ning Chen reprimanded softly, with a somewhat helpless expression, "A'man is an exception. I have only seen her talent in my life. Otherwise, someone who is so proud of senior would not have made an exception to accept her as his successor."
"You're not a disciple of that senior, senior, right?"
Yin'er was surprised that she had always thought that Ning Chen was Prince Yan's disciple.
"no"
Ning Chen smiled lightly, and said, "I'm just a junior that senior took with me. There are some things I can't learn in my life, so I won't be ashamed of senior."
"You are already very powerful, stronger than me" Yin'er looked at the former and said with certainty.
Ning Chen patted the little girl's head and said with a smile, "Okay, focus on practicing swordsmanship, your aptitude is good, if you practice hard, you can reach the level just now in at most three months."
"Is there a reward for practicing?" Yin'er rolled her eyes and said tenderly.
Ning Chen thought for a while, and said, "Don't you always want to learn martial arts from the Heavenly Book? After you practice, I'll start teaching you."
"Pull hook" Yin'er heard the words, her big eyes lit up, she stretched out her small hand, and said.
"It's hard to chase after a single word." Ning Chen stretched out his hand and hooked his fingers with the little girl, and said softly.
After getting the guarantee, Yin'er giggled and ran to the river bank, holding her Zhujian, and began to practice hard.
Ning Chen stood by and quietly watched the little girl practice swordsmanship, with a gentle expression on the corner of her mouth.
Although he didn't say it, he remembered everything about Yin'er running around for him.
The most difficult thing in this world is to ask for help. These days, this girl has suffered too much, but she will never again.
The breeze on the riverside, blowing the starting point of ripples, in front of the riverside, girls practicing swords, flying blue silk, the beautiful scene, people feel relaxed and happy.
Zhu Jian sings softly, the heart of the sword is transparent, and the sound of the sound of the sword echoes on the river bank, accompanied by the breeze, nostalgic in the heart.
Ning Chen looked at the little girl's sword, and nodded lightly. Although good talent and aptitude can't decide everything, it can indeed make people get twice the result with half the effort.
Regardless of talent or understanding, Yin'er has to surpass him. If he can work harder, the speed of cultivation will definitely be faster and faster.
While the little girl was practicing swordsmanship, in the distance, a plain-clothed mortal girl stood in front of the river, watching from a distance, daring not to make a sound, let alone to disturb her.
Ning Chen saw the girl, but didn't stop her and let her watch.
Although he doesn't want to accept any more apprentices, if the girl can learn something through her own efforts, she deserves it.
In martial arts, the most important thing is always to inherit, not to limit the concept of martial arts and work behind closed doors.
From the beginning of the day to the middle of the day, Yin'er waved the sword in her hand over and over again. There were times when she was tired from practicing and wanted to sneak away. When she saw Ning Chen who was staring at her not far away, she had to dismiss it. unrealistic thoughts.
At noon, and finally made it to lunch time, Yin'er put away her sword, smiled at the person beside her, and ran away without a trace.
Ning Chen gently shook his head, this girl.
In the distance, the girl also quietly left, not daring to make a sound, for fear of shocking the heavens and the people.
Ning Chen deliberately didn't look back, pretending he didn't see it, after the girl left, he stepped back to the boat.
On the quiet water river, the lake scenery is so beautiful, the red clothes in the painting boat, but I don't have the energy to take a look.
The next moment, in the painting boat, green light and red light rose, Ning Chen used the power of extreme yang, and forcibly merged the power of the master of double fronts.
Zichuan died in battle, Qi Huan and others also died in the hands of Master Mo, and Xiang Yuan's life was dying, and the disheartened Luluo put all the powers of the two into his body, and then entrusted all human affairs in the future.
In the past, the nine sons of the Momen who were powerful in the world have almost all fallen, and there is no doubt that the next target of the Mo master.
Ning Chen knew very well that no matter whether the demon body and the main body could return in time, he had to plan and prepare for the worst.
There is no doubt about the power of Lord Mo, especially after devouring Qi Huan and the Lord of the other two peaks, he may be very close to the real world.
The next time the ink master launches an attack, it must be an extremely difficult battle. He must prepare with all his strength, otherwise, this catastrophe will become his last battle.
On the azure boat, the condensed true essence is constantly surging, and outside the azure boat, the water surface oscillates, and waves gradually rise again and again.
After going through hardships and dangers, and finally reaching the peak of consummation, it is only one step away from stepping into the immortal. However, this step is the most difficult step in the world.
In the tens of thousands of years in the world, almost no one has been able to take this step. Although most of the reason is that the existence of the Pluto enchantment limits the laws of heaven and earth in the world, there are also some reasons that this step is beyond imagination.
The green boat is drifting, and the waves are centered on the boat, and continue to spread outwards, until a hundred feet away.
After hitting several times, it was hard to beat the sky. Ning Chen opened his eyes, sighed softly, and restrained his true essence. It seemed that he was too impatient. It may not be a way to combine Luluo's and Xiang Yuan's power to hit the fairyland. the right way.
Outside the boat, the scorching sun was heading west, half of the day had passed, and there was no time for cultivation, and before you knew it, two hours had passed.
On the river bank, Yin'er just came back, she didn't make a sound, and quietly began to practice swordsmanship.
On the east side of the river, the women who came to wash clothes could not see the little girl who was practicing swordsmanship in the distance. No one dared to make a sound.
Among the women, the young girl was also doing laundry, but her clear eyes looked into the distance from time to time, filled with envy and desire.
Mortals ask for immortals, but when immortals are in front of them, they dare not disturb the heavenly people.
Red-clothed in the lake, standing quietly outside the boat, watching the little girl on the riverbank practice her sword without interfering.
In the process of cultivation, in the end, you still have to rely on yourself, and others should not interfere too much, otherwise it will have the opposite effect.
Yin'er's sword can't imprint too many shadows on him. Only by walking out of his own way can he become the only one.
The scorching sun on the westbound was gradually setting, and the girls and women left, looking at the young man in red in front of the painting boat in the lake, with awe in their eyes.
Night fell, the lights in the distance came on, the lake reflected the moon, and the frost was desolate.
At the same time, I don’t know where, the cold moon hangs high for nine days, and under the darkness of the night, on the lonely stage, the butterfly in blue clothes dances alone with long sleeves, and the beauty is breathtaking, but there is no one under the stage to watch.
Yellow decals, makeup, butterflies in flowers, like a fairy coming down to earth, more delicate than flowers, more beautiful than butterflies.
The sleeves of the water are flying, and the beautiful white rainbows are drawn one after another between the heaven and the earth, the butterflies on the stage, there is not a trace of brilliance in the eyes, it is often said that the actors are ruthless, or they have performed all kinds of life, so in the end, I can't see what is in the red dust. Own.
With a loud bang, the tears of the funeral flowers flew out from the sleeves of the water, and the long and narrow blade bloomed with black and brilliant brilliance in the butterfly dance.
The sword that danced faster and faster, saw the blade again, only a black streamer shone between the sky and the earth, within a hundred meters, the wind and snow swirled rapidly, turned into a storm, and annihilated the figure of the butterfly. Boom, in the epicenter of the earth-shattering drama, the wind and snow collapsed, and the entire stage was torn apart.