On the banks of the quiet water, two little girls practice swords, and they are beautiful and carefree at the age of flowers.
Ning Chen stood on the boat, looking at the river, a little brilliance flashed in his eyes.
When he was as old as Yin'er, he had just entered the palace.
Back then, Daxia was upright and prosperous, and the world was invincible.
At that time, the eldest grandson's mother was in the world, and the limelight was in a good mood. Since he entered the palace, he has not beaten him less.
At that time, Fan Lingyue's edge was first revealed, and the thousand-year invincible Daxia fell from the altar almost overnight, leaving a woman overwhelmed.
This is the most amazing woman in an era, almost overwhelming everyone's brilliance.
If she is not of the Seven Absolutes, if she can last another half a year, if... There is no assumption in the world, but there is no doubt about that woman's amazingness.
That night in Luoyue City, the scene of three tribulations in the same sky is still vivid in my mind. From ancient times to the present, there is only one person in the world who listens to the moon.
Perhaps it is too perfect, and even the sky is jealous, so that he will not live beyond the age of twenty-two, which is the beginning of a person's brilliant life.
Time flies so fast, everything seems to be in front of you.
The breeze blew across the lake, and a fallen leaf floated far away, fell into the lake, and never returned.
On the river bank, the girl learned swordsmanship with Yin'er very seriously, maybe it was hard-won, so she cherished it even more.
Ning Chen saw it in his eyes and didn't say anything, this little girl named Lingzhi is really good, but he won't accept any more apprentices.
"Sister Lingzhi, Ning Chen really doesn't want to accept apprentices"
Yin'er glanced at the figure standing still in front of the boat in the lake, a hint of apology flashed on her face, and said softly.
Even she could see that Sister Lingzhi was a very suitable person to learn martial arts. It was impossible for Ning Chen not to know that, but Ning Chen has never said a word, let alone a single move, the meaning is self-evident. .
"Ganoderma lucidum does not have this blessing"
A look of sadness flashed in the girl's eyes, which was quickly hidden. "Sister Lingzhi, don't be discouraged. Ning Chen is so powerful that he cultivated by himself. Except for a few elders who occasionally gave advice once or twice, he relied on his own efforts for the rest of the time. Compared with him, Sister Lingzhi is at least much better in talent and aptitude." Yin fine
Heart comforted.
"Um"
The girl nodded lightly, retracted her mind, smiled at the little girl in front of her, and said, "I will work hard"
Ning Chen looked at the two of them on the boat in the heart of the lake, with a look of approval in his eyes. After all, the path of cultivation has to be done on his own. The talents of these two children are very good.
Compared to Yin'er, this little girl named Lingzhi is obviously working harder, and maybe one day she can become an incredible powerhouse.
From the beginning of the day to the middle of the day, more than two hours passed. By the riverside, Yin'er wiped the sweat from her face, looked at the figure on the boat in the lake, and shouted softly, "I'm going to eat."
After speaking, Yin'er pulled the girl beside her and ran into the distance.
Seeing the two figures go away, Ning Chen looked away, turned and walked into the boat.
In the 100,000-strong mountain thousands of miles away, on a cliff, blood stained the cliff, a broken spear pierced through the woman's body, nailed her to the cliff, and drops of blood continued to fall along the broken spear. pole.
Jiao's stunning face is now stained with blood and sweat, and she can no longer see a trace of her former style.
None of the broken armors were intact. After being tortured, the Hades Warriors were dying.
Once, as the head of the Taili in charge of the world's prisons, the hands of knowing fate have already been stained with the blood of many people. Lianxiangxiyu may have been forgotten.
Under the cliff, the sound of blood dripping was indistinguishable, but it was so clear that the Suzaku warrior who was exposed to the wind and the sun had begun to crack his lips, his cultivation base was sealed, and he was seriously injured. live.
Between the woman's eyebrows, the scarlet phoenix imprint radiated a little red light, continuing to maintain the woman's vitality and prevent her from dying.
The most cruel punishment in the world is not to live, not to die.
With no strength to speak, no strength to cry out, no strength to hate, the lingering Suzaku Zhan will gradually wither in the wind and the sun, experiencing the fear of death little by little.
"Suzaku"
At this moment, a hundred meters away from the cliff, black energy surged, and a figure in the black mist walked out, looking at the woman who was nailed to the cliff in front of her, her eyes trembled fiercely.
Stepping out one step, he stepped forward in an instant, and Qinglong Ming Jiang reached out and grabbed the broken spear.
"Be careful"
Seeing this, Suzaku Ming general endured the injury and reminded. However, the reminder is too late. The moment when Qinglong Ming will touch the broken spear, the heaven and the earth suddenly stagnate, and an incomparable sword intent rises up. , the shocking sword power, rushes to the former
.
Qinglong Ming Jiang was shocked, and his figure retreated sharply, avoiding the sword light.
At the same time, Ning Chen felt it in the middle of the lake and the Mi Shui River, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.
finally come!
The next moment, the red robe in the painting boat took a step and disappeared in an instant.
In the distance, Yin'er had a feeling, her eyes turned, and her face was puzzled.
"Practice your sword well, I'll be back soon"
Before the words fell, the red clothes had disappeared into the distance, and no trace could be seen.
In the depths of the 100,000-strong mountain, before the cliff, Huangquan was banned, and the formations rose in all directions. During the ban, sword lights rose up one after another, and the sword intent was like the undercurrent of the flood, rushing towards the trespassers.
Qinglong Ming will rush to retreat, however, the ban blocks the way, the ten directions are banned, and there is no way to retreat.
The sword light was endless, and the murderous intent was pressing. Seeing that there was no way out, the Qinglong Ming general Shen Yuan gasped and turned his palms to shake the sword light.
The rumbling tremor resounded through the 100,000-strong mountain, and above the sky, the Tai Chi array rose, the two-color brilliance scrolled, the yellow spring sealed the space, and yin and yang helped each other, reproducing the Taishang sword formation.
The red sword light, criss-crossed, has no beginning and no end, is endless, and is extremely terrifying, turning the ten-mile radius in front of the cliff into a forbidden area.
The collapsed mountain fell hundreds of feet, and the boulders flew up, turned into fly ash in the sword light, and disappeared.
The array was carefully arranged, and once it took off, the power of the Taishang Sword Formation was astonishing, and Qinglong, who was as strong as the head of the four great generals, became stretched for a while.
The sword energy passed by, the black hair fluttered, the unpredictable sword, I don't know where it started, I don't know where it ends, only the murderous intent is full of eyes, driving people crazy.
Outside the formation, at an unknown time, the red-clothed figure appeared and looked at the warrior general in the Underworld who was trapped in the sword formation, his eyes were icy.
Ning Chen took a step and was about to enter the battle, when suddenly, his body trembled.
At this moment, in the distance, footsteps sounded, not in a hurry, but in the former's heart.
The next moment, two figures appeared one after the other. The one in front was dressed in cyan robes, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and long black hair fluttering in the wind.
Behind the man, the girl with the sword on her back is still the same as it was thirty years ago, her pretty face has not changed in any way, it seems that the years can't bear to hurt this pure and flawless woman.
Seeing the two of them, the shock in Ning Chen's eyes was hard to hide, Yu Guang noticed the miserable scene of torture on the cliff, and immediately flashed past, blocking the bloody scene in front of the cliff, not wanting the girl to see this cruel side .
Before Taishang Sword Formation, the two stopped, and Prince Yan looked at the crisscrossing sword lights in front of him and stood still.
In the sword formation, Qinglong Ming will feel the terrifying sword pressure of the formation, and his eyes will move, his face is shocked.
"thorn"
For a moment of distraction, the sword light cut through the clothes and silk, and brought a waterfall of blood flowers, dyeing the battle armor red.
“The formation is good”
Prince Yan said calmly, and immediately stepped into the sword formation.
A moment later, a shocking scene happened. Tsing Yi passed by, Wan Jian dissipated, and he couldn't get close at all.
Ning Chen looked at it, and sighed in his heart, in terms of swordsmanship, he was still too far behind his predecessors.
In the sword formation, Prince Yan walked step by step to the Qinglong Ming General, raised his hand to disperse the crisscrossing sword light, and said lightly, "Take her away"
Outside of the formation, when Ning Chen heard the words, his face became anxious. Just as he was about to speak, a girl's voice came from his ear.
"Just listen to the seniors." Ah Man walked to the former's side and said softly.
Ning Chen heard it, sighed softly in his heart, then nodded, with a gentle smile on his face, said, "En"
Inside the sword formation, Qinglong Mingjian escaped, swept up in front of the woman on the cliff, stretched out his broken spear, looked back at the man in green clothes standing still not far away, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes.
Not daring to delay any longer, Qinglong Ming will take his eyes back, step on his feet, and walk away.
"let's go"
Prince Yan looked at the young man in red in front of the cliff and said calmly.
Ning Chen nodded, regret flashed in his eyes, it was a pity.
“Not a pity”
Aman seemed to see what the people around him were thinking, and said softly, "Killing is not good."
"No Murder"
Ning Chen came back to his senses, smiled gently, and said, "They are looking for trouble, I just want them to suffer."
"Murdering is not good," Ah Man said again.
Ning Chen was stunned for a moment, then sighed lightly, and said, "I'll pay attention next time."
"Aman can see the karma in you. The heavier your killing karma, the more detrimental it will be for your future cultivation."
Ahead, Prince Yan said calmly.
Ning Chen was silent, and after a while, he said softly, "The younger generation is taught."
On the banks of the quiet water, the sunset is about to set, Yin'er sat by the river in a daze, waiting for someone to come back.
"Yin'er, if you don't practice swords well, you will be angry." The girl looked at the little girl by the river and said softly.
Before the words were finished, three figures walked in front and back in the distance, causing the two little girls by the river to be shocked.
"That is?"
Yin'er recognized the figure in Tsing Yi at the front, and when she saw the woman beside Ning Chen, she was stunned at first, but she quickly recovered and said in shock, "Little sister?"
When the girl heard the words, her face was puzzled, and her eyes followed Yin'er's line of sight, and there was also a look of surprise in her eyes.
"Little Mistress is here, hurry up and greet"
Yin'er jumped up from the ground and trotted over.
The girl was still a little confused, but she quickly followed.
"I've seen seniors." Yin'er ran to the three of them, first gave a salute to the man in green clothes at the front, and then ran to the woman next to Ning Chen, with a bright smile on her face, said, "Little sister, I It's the sound"