I will Bury the Gods Chapter 419: : The first fairy (on)

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Lin Shouxi once read Gong Ying's notes.

More than three hundred years have passed, although Gong Ying's name is rarely mentioned by Shenshan, but there is no doubt that this girl was a genius since she was a child, but a genius like her, she has been in seclusion for a hundred years, and she has never been able to find out. Can break the shackles of the human **** realm. If it weren't for the calamity of the real country, she doesn't know how many years she will be trapped in the half-step human god.

Chu Miao is also a legend of the generation, but in the two hundred years after completing her revenge, she has never been able to take the last half step of the human-god realm.

The goddesses of the Holy Soil Temple are famous all over the world, but the price for them to become gods is to become sword slaves.

Throughout the ages, there are many great immortals who have become the third-level fairyland before the age of thirty, but most of them, even if they die, cannot surpass themselves at the age of thirty. Premature wisdom in cultivation often confuses people, and the real touchstone is the great avenue and natural moat in the realm of the gods.

When Lin Shouxi was chatting with Mu Shijing, he mentioned this matter. "Not really."

Mu Shijing was changing clothes behind the screen. While listening, she said calmly: "Sometimes, the fairyland can also become a great moat."

Mu Shijing has never been able to pass through the gray tomb and reach the immortal. Lin Shouxi often jokingly calls her "the great power of Yuan Chi Realm". , There is no wave in my heart when I am teasing myself... After all, the world's number one Yuanchi Realm is also considered the world's number one!

"Could it be that you are already halfway to the gods, ready to hit the final pass of the gods?" Mu Shijing asked again. "Not yet."

Lin Shouxi said honestly: "But it should have happened in the past few years." "Is it... so fast." Mu Shijing sighed.

She could feel the rapid progress of Lin Shouxi's realm. At first, when Lin Shouxi dealt with her, he would fight with her. She became more and more understated, from two hands to one, and gradually reduced the number of fingers.

Now, it has reached the point where "a mere Taoist saint can be destroyed with a flick of a finger".

Mu Shijing would feel aggrieved in the past, and even questioned Lin Shouxi: "If this continues, will I only be your furnace?"

Lin Shouxi told her categorically that Yuanchi Realm could not be used as a stove, so she could feel at ease.

After Mu Shijing listened to it, he was like a little tiger with its hair blown. Lin Shouxi coaxed her for a few days. How, in the Taoist sect, you are better than Xiaobai Zhu.

Now, Mu Shijing has been relieved, and claims to be "privately visiting the Yuan Chi Realm in a micro-service".

She changed her clothes behind the screen and dressed herself. The candlelight illuminated the elegant screen crimson. What the girl projected on it was a gently swaying fairy shadow. Shocking and different, she is still graceful and beautiful, every line is full of youthful elasticity, and is dyed with mysterious and coquettish meaning in the antique atmosphere.

The ancients often said that three years of pain and seven years of itch, Mu Shijing did not understand this, they are like glue, inseparable every day, years of baptism, on the contrary, they are more tender and sweet.

Of course, Mu Shijing does not admit the so-called "a match made in heaven". In words, Lin Shouxi is still an old enemy who will be defeated by her sooner or later and trampled under her feet.

"We have lived here for many years." Mu Shijing said. "Hmm."

"How old is it?"

At first, Mu Shijing would write the word "正" on Lin Shouxi's body to count the days, but after she was forced to do the opposite, she abandoned this strategy. The four seasons change, spring goes and autumn comes, although Lin Shouxi can express the changes of the four seasons in the form of murals, but as time goes by, Mu Shijing can't remember how many springs, summers, autumns and winters she has lived.

Lin Shouxi is her calendar.

"I don't remember too clearly." Lin Shouxi smiled.

"Don't lie, you must remember." Mu Shijing turned towards Xiuyan, looked at him, and asked, "Ten years? Or twenty years?"

Lin Shouxi was silent.

Mu Shijing snorted softly, and said, "Besides the boring gourd, there is nothing

Ask more. It has been many years...

In these years, besides practicing, she has done many things.

She has practiced her superb piano, chess, calligraphy and painting skills to the peak, and has personally developed many novel musical instruments and stationery utensils. Not only that, she also built a snow and ice fortress in the snowy sea of ​​the underground palace. The Dragon Palace is built with coral as bricks.

Besides, she was originally very repulsed by the utensils she bought in You Ting Yaju, but gradually, she not only realized the fun here, but even based on this, she developed many completely different treasures. device.

It was an intoxicating and unbearable time to look back on, and she even couldn't tell for a while whether it was people dominating the utensils or the utensils were dominating people. To this day, every time Mu Shijing recalls, the pearl-like and exquisite The toes still can't help but curl up tightly.

It was also during that time that Lin Shouxi had mastered the art of refining the tripod to great success.

Lin Shouxi is a genius in cultivating Taoism, but even though he has already mastered the art of refining cauldrons, the method of refining alchemy of the Holy King of Jiuming is still just at the beginning.

At the beginning, Mu Shijing helped him break through the cauldron fire from emptiness to paleness, but just having pale cauldron fire is not enough, he must have a matching state.

Only the most powerful pale cauldron fire and realm can give birth to the real sun, otherwise, like the master of Renzhi Palace, even if he spends his whole life, he will only refine a ray of flame of the Nine Ming Sage King.

If you can't cultivate the human god, everything is empty talk. "Aren't you confident?" Mu Shijing asked.

"Before breaking through the bottleneck of the Human-God Realm, no one dares to say that they will be able to break through." Lin Shouxi replied.

"That is to say, this is a matter of luck?" "Maybe."

"Then your luck is very good." Mu Shijing said: "How can a person with bad luck marry such a good wife?"

Mu Shijing thought he was going to refute, but Lin Shouxi thought about it, but said: "Yes, how can I have a woman like Shi Jing by my side, I'm afraid that I will use my luck I'm looking for a Taoist partner."

"I'm very self-aware today." Mu Shijing said. Lin Shouxi smiled.

The smile quickly subsided again.

He said: "I may have to retreat for a while." "Oh."

Mu Shijing said coldly: "Isn't it common to practice Taoism and retreat, why is your tone so serious?" "It may take months, or even years." Lin Shouxi said again.

"Heh, what is the meaning of your words? It sounds like I can't live without you." Mu Shijing said angrily, "Don't worry, I will take care of myself."

It's over.

Mu Shijing just changed his clothes and walked out slowly from behind the screen.

The girl's bare jade feet gently stepped on the ground, and the thin gold chains tied around her ankles were adorned just right. Her smooth jade legs were completely exposed, and her clothes were made of translucent tulle. It can hang over the buttocks, and the gauze skirt is embroidered with antique dark patterns, but it is too faint, even the waterfall-like hair is more like clothes than this white skirt. On the girl's neck, there is even a light golden collar as decoration, and the inlaid bells sway with a crisp sound.

Lin Shouxi stared at it for a long time. "It's beautiful," he said.

Mu Shijingyu's legs are intertwined, her waist and hips are swinging, and the black velvet tail hanging from the back of her skirt also shakes out a smart rhythm.

She hugged Lin Shouxi's neck and kissed him softly for a while. Then, a sly light flashed in the girl's dark eyes, and she said, "It's not easy to practice Taoism. Since we are about to embark on the final journey, sister Let me humble you and let me do it for you."

Sentimental. after. Lin Shouxi went to retreat.

Mu Shijing was sitting alone in her boudoir playing the piano. Amidst the sound of the piano, she suddenly smiled faintly. She got up and wiped off all the murals on the wall. She picked up a pen and replaced them with ice and snow.

·.····

Besides the undead snowfield, the cold wind whimpered endlessly.

This year's wind is surprisingly strong, but the wall of the snow mountain is like a real boundary, blocking all the wind outside. The seal remains the same, and the gray tomb remains the same.

It no longer disturbs human beings, but it is like a pool of truly stagnant water, unable to make any ripples by itself. Over the years, Zhenguo has gained

Rebuild.

Many ancient powers such as the Holy Tree Court and the Dragon Master Hall have become the dust of history, and a sect named "Daomen" suddenly rose many years ago, and now it is firmly seated at the head of the thirteen spiritual sects s position.

The identity of the head of the Dao Sect is extremely mysterious. The world only knows that it is a woman, but no one has ever seen her true face. At the same time, the Taoist sect also has a seat for the saintess, but the saintess of this Taoist sect is a vain seat, and no one is competent so far. In short, the catastrophe has passed, and the rebuilt Zhenguo has gradually recovered its former prosperity. People are obsessed with cultivating Taoism, and rarely mention the Lord of the Gray Tomb.

The same is true of the sacred mountain far away on the other side of the earth. Both human civilizations are at peace.

Shenshan. wilderness.

In an inconspicuous village.

"In the 1170th year of the imperial calendar, the Black Scaled Lord broke into the city and fought with His Majesty, but lost to His Majesty and was defeated. This battle boosted morale and improved the confidence of the human race against the ancient dragon. In the same year , the **** of tide consciousness awakened for the second time, and set off a catastrophe. His Majesty left the city with a sword, and then cut the tide of knowledge, blocking it from the wall of the gods. This battle laid a solid foundation for the peaceful development of Shenshan in the next hundred years... .”

In the barren village store, a girl named Qu Ling held a book in her hand, and she was thinking about it.

"Okay, okay, don't memorize it, we followed Zhan Xiesi out of the city to kill the evil spirits, and we finally came out, so you can stop for a while."

Beside, a gray-clothed boy interrupted coldly.

"Slaying the evil is back to killing the evil. After the killing of the evil, I will return to the mountain. I will take the exam in less than a month. The history of Shenshan is an extremely important subject. It is impossible not to recite it well. Hey, Wang Shishan, you can't do it again. Do you want to be the last one in the exam?" Qu Ling said angrily, "If you fail in the exam again, I won't help you to plead with Master."

"Master..."

The boy named Wang Shishan shivered when he heard the word "Master". They are all disciples of Shenshou Mountain.

And their master is a very famous Bingshan Fairy in Shenshou Mountain. At the beginning, many disciples who admired her name and joined her sect regretted it. There is no other reason, but this Bingshan Fairy is too cruel and cruel. Strict, except for Qu Ling, a well-behaved girl who worked hard since childhood, everyone else complained endlessly.

"Yeah, Master is so beautiful, why is he so fierce?" A disciple beside him also interjected.

"Master is for our own good. Master always believes that the disaster is far from over. She is now strict with us, hoping that we can not only protect ourselves in the future, but also contribute to the human race." Qu Ling explained earnestly road.

Others ignored Qu Ling's exhortation, they heard Qu Ling recite this history, instead they discussed some "interesting stories" with great interest.

"I heard that a hundred years ago, a goddess in a green skirt descended from the sky on the wall of the gods, and that goddess in a green skirt is the key to stopping the **** of tides... Hey, many people have seen it with their own eyes. If you don’t believe me, ask your elders.”

"The Goddess in the Green Dress...Well, I have also heard that this Goddess is also related to our Shenshou Mountain, but she disappeared later, and some people guessed that she died in battle."

Qu Ling has also heard about this.

But such a thing as a goddess descending from heaven to protect the human race sounds too absurd and bizarre, more like it would only happen in myths and legends. Official history has no record of this.

Qu Ling was still thinking wildly, the topic of the disciples turned into Rufeng, and it was already on other people. "It is said that at that time, there was a mountain owner in Shenshou Mountain, who disappeared mysteriously later."

"The one surnamed Lin... I've also heard about it. It is said that he was a thief who was lucky enough to get the jade seal of Shenshan. I don’t have the nerve to come back.”

"Well, my parents and elders also said the same, hehe, this incident reminds us that we must be down-to-earth in doing things, even if a bully gets lucky by luck, he will not be able to grasp it."

Listening to their chat, Qu Ling, who has always been good-tempered, suddenly frowned, stood up, and shouted: "Shut up!"

The disciples were taken aback by her sudden scolding.

"Junior Sister Qu, what's wrong with you?" Someone asked. "Lin Shanzhu is a good person

People. "

Qu Ling kept a stern face, and then added: "Master said." All the disciples fell silent.

In the school, Master did say more than once that the world has misunderstood Lin Shanzhu. Lin Shanzhu is a very good person and has done many great things. But the disciples didn't believe it, because they also heard something else from the elders, for example, back then, their master had a good relationship with the mountain master, and they were suspected lovers...

"That's just the words of the master's family." The disciple said in a good voice: "If Master Lin Shan is really a good person, why should he run away with a guilty conscience? The immortal masters of Shenshou Mountain are all sensible people. I believe they will not Make things difficult for a good man."

"That's right, he fled and ran away, and even took away the seal of Shenshou Mountain, leaving Shenshou Mountain without an owner for a hundred years, and letting Yunkong Mountain and Patriarch Mountain see jokes for nothing." Another disciple was also filled with righteous indignation.

Qu Ling believed in Master. She wanted to refute.

But she also knew that her rebuttal was useless, unless the mountain owner returned to the mountain to solve the misunderstanding of history, otherwise, everything would be empty talk.

Of course, her belief is also meaningless.

It is not so much that she believes in the master of the mountain, it is better to say that she just believes that the master will not lie. "Qu Ling, I believe in you."

At this time, Wang Shishan was on her side.

Seeing this scene, the rest of the disciples all thought that he had a crush on Junior Sister Qu Ling, so they all booed. Qu Ling also blushed, annoyed: "The one who cleans himself will clean himself, who wants you to believe it."

After speaking, she picked up the book, covered her cheeks, and stopped talking.

Wang Shishan was a little at a loss. He scratched his head and said dully: "I...I really believe it." The disciples ignored them.

They have little interest in the history of centuries ago.

Soon, the disciples chatted about the newly released list of Goddesses in the Shenshan Mansion Newspaper.

"Master has entered two more this time, and is already ranked ninth, which is amazing..."

"Well, it seems that the person who wrote the list this time has a lot of foresight. The last list dared to let the world spend money to buy flowers and votes. It's really crazy about money. Fortunately, the head teacher personally came forward. Stop this absurd act, otherwise no one will believe this goddess list."

The disciples agreed one after another.

Someone asked again: "By the way, who is the number one goddess this time?"

"Who else could it be? Of course it's the one from the Trumen of Yunkong Mountain. In the last list, the great fairy of the Patriarch Shan Tai'a Sword Sect spent ten thousand gold, but she failed to shake her top position. Of course it's her this time."

"Yes, she is a well-deserved number one fairy now, I really want to meet her and see if she is as beautiful as in the legend."

While the disciples were discussing a lot, the horn sounded suddenly. This is the rallying call.

The disciples were well-trained, and immediately silenced, took the talismans and swords to subdue demons, left the room quickly and orderly, and went to the square of the village.

The disciples have been here for seven days.

In the past seven days, they only accepted the hospitality of the villagers, but they didn't see half of the evil spirits. The horn sounded today, and the disciples who were already eager to try were extremely excited. They wished to fight the evil spirits immediately and try this sword edge.

Leading them is Zhan Xie Si's senior brother. The disciples are all here.

Brother divided them into four columns, and issued a task. "Where should I go next, have you heard clearly?" Brother asked. "Listen clearly."

The disciples stood up straight and answered in unison.

"It's good to be clear." The brother breathed out and said, "Now that you are clear, follow the route I gave you and evacuate."

"Evacuate?!" The disciples were stunned.

They suspect that they have heard wrong.

Aren't you going to slay demons and eliminate demons? What happened to the sudden withdrawal?

"The information is wrong. The one who will wake up in Liusha Village this time may not be a red-level monster." The brother explained.

"What is that? Could it be a fairy? With senior brothers in charge, fairy monsters are not invincible..." The strength of fairy monsters is very close to that of monks.

Neither

Yes. "

Senior brother shook his head, and said in a cold voice: "The one who wakes up this time is very likely to be a hidden monster... well, don't ask too many questions, if you don't evacuate, no one will be able to leave later .”

Hidden level... Qu Ling was also stunned.

The monsters at the hidden level~IndoMTL.com~ are the weakest ones, and at least have the strength of the peak of the fairyland, and the strong ones in the hidden level have reached the level of the human gods. Disciples can contend.

The only way is to escape.

"Where is Master? Didn't Master say that he would come to supervise the battle? If Master is here..." Qu Ling suddenly raised her hand and asked loudly.

"Master has come, this is exactly what she ordered." The brother replied. The voice just fell.

As if a snowstorm was coming, a white shadow flew across the sky and appeared in front of everyone. The fairy in white clothes carries the sword, the person is like a snow sculpture, the sword is like a jade casting, and her figure is like a dream and an illusion.

"Disciple pays homage to master." The disciples said one after another.

"What are you dawdling about? Do you want me to carry the sedan chair and invite you to leave?" The fairy in white looked around and asked coldly.

She is Ning Xu.

The current head of Xuanxianmen, Ninth Fairy in the World, Ning Xu.