Beyond the Divine States Chapter 269: : The emperor is not in the palace

The fish king stood on the ground, and the demon pupil looked at the sky outside the window.

The clouds burned like fire, and the dense dusk that should have only appeared in the western sky spread over.

That direction...

The King Fish narrowed his eyes and sprinted out of the window.

Ning Xiaoling quickly followed.

She also looked into the sky.

The flames in the sky were a little muddy, it looked like it was smeared, spoiled rouge.

The earth is shaking, the rocks are rolling down, the wooden hall is shaking, and the fish in Youyue Lake are leaping.

In the rest of the hall, many disciples also ran out, staring at the visions in the sky in horror.

The king of fish swishes and learns a lesson about the big tree.

It looked into the distance, and the demon pupil became more and more solemn.

Whenever something big happens, there will be a vision in the sky, and this vision...It is well-informed, knowing what kind of unknown horror it heralds, it is very scared, and it doesn’t know what it is under the twilight. Where does the terror point?

Ning Xiaoling's heart rolled over with a strong, unknown premonition.

She barely hesitated, and directly opened the kit Zhu Ding gave her.

At the same time, in the twilight, a sky fire fell straight down, like a spear thrown by a god, and locked Ning Xiaoling at the very beginning of the fire.

"Meow!" The King Fish also noticed that something was wrong, and the hairs exploded.

God's punishment! This is God's punishment!

The punishment was directed at Ning Xiaoling...What did she do against God?

The King of Fish can't think about it. At this moment, it has no realm, and it can't help Ning Xiaoling.

The Sword of Heaven's Punishment smashed down.

On the top of Ning Xiaoling's head, the flame met obstacles and exploded in all directions.

The old man with white hair stood in the sky. He stretched out his hand, and the ghost power formed a deep defense. The flames of Heaven's Punishment shattered on defense.

The field of defense is also torn apart.

The sudden impact force pushed the old man back to the ground, and there was a crash, and a deep pit appeared on the ground, and smoke was everywhere.

Ning Xiaoling stood there, looking at the back of the old man's robe, in shock.

If Zhu Ding had given her this kit, with her own realm, I am afraid she would have been killed instantly...

"Much...Thank you Master Uncle." Ning Xiaoling was sluggish for a while, and thanked her.

Even Zhu Ding was a master at the pinnacle of the Purple Court Realm. After resisting this blow, countless haggard white hairs were still broken and falling.

He turned his head, looking a little embarrassed.

"What the **** is going on? What else are you hiding?" Zhu Ding said with a serious expression.

……

After this sudden divine punishment, the earth movement stopped prematurely, but the vision in the sky did not dissipate.

"Feathered Serpent told me a secret about Tianzang and Mingjun before he died, but if you tell the secret of the gods, both the informer and the person who hears it will suffer a catastrophe... Xiaoling, Xiaoling I dare not say." Ning Xiaoling shook her head lightly.

Zhu Ding asked: "What's the secret about it?"

Ning Xiaoling thought for a while, and said: "It's a grudge between the gods."

Zhu Ding nodded and said: "This matter should have nothing to do with us. After this catastrophe, it should be fine. If you still hide anything, you must tell me, lest you make a big mistake."

Ning Xiaoling nodded vigorously.

She recalled for a while, and immediately remembered the words Yaowang said to herself: "By the way, I have seen Yaowang!"

Zhu Ding is not surprised, because the king of medicine is guarding a spiritual object, the king of medicine, the pestle.

Ning Xiaoling said: "The King of Medicine said something to me."

"What?"

This is not a question, but a surprise. Zhu Ding said: "The King of Medicine has spoken to you."

Ning Xiaoling was slightly startled, not understanding why Zhu Ding's reaction was so big, she said: "Yes, the King of Medicine said to me,'The emperor is not in the palace, be careful'."

Zhu Dingzheng said: "Did you know...All the Plutos are dumb, they only speak to Mingjun, or people with the characteristics of Mingjun."

Ning Xiaoling was also surprised: "Then I...what am I?"

Zhu Ding looked at the little girl and said, "Do you not know the secrets you hide?"

Ning Xiaoling shook her head.

Zhu Ding didn't ask further, he muttered to himself "The Emperor is not in the Palace", thinking about its meaning, but couldn't find any ideas.

"The emperor...Is there anyone in the Ancient Lingzong who is the emperor?" Ning Xiaoling asked.

"The emperor? It sounds like a woman, but there has never been a woman in the Ancient Lingzong who calls herself emperor." Zhu Ding sighed: "Even if there is, it should be Chen Malanggu's past... let me think about it. Think."

Ning Xiaoling didn't dare to bother, she raised her head and looked at the sky worriedly.

Soon, news from outside spread quickly to the Ancient Lingzong.

The source of the vision has been found. It is the eruption of a large volcano on the bottom of the Sea of ​​Fortune, which should have sent out a tsunami and a red light soaring into the sky.

At this moment, on the ground in the southwest of Middle-Earth, many people are looking towards the sky.

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Sword through thirteen levels.

Behind the thirteen levels is a famous mountain of swords.

The black cliffs on both sides are filled with white snow, and strands of ground hang on the rock wall. The strange stones slanting from the side are like a sharp sharp axe, which stabs the surrounding snow. Between the cyan stone walls, the long and snowy river winds away in the distance, and finally merges into the endless Guangsha River.

If you stay away from the center of the dispute, will you still encounter disputes?

This was Ning Changjiu's question at the time.

Finally, the question was fulfilled at this moment.

As they flew the sword over a series of mountains of swords, the sky lit up with orange light.

The evening arrives early.

"This...is on fire?" Qiu Yue covered her head with her hands, raised her head and looked at the sky, her eyes full of curiosity.

The first thing that flashed in Ning Changjiu's mind was a certain kind of authority called "Twilight". This kind of authority is recorded in an unobservable banned book, and its ability is unknown.

Lu Jiajia also looked towards the sky.

The clouds floating in the sky burned up, one after another.

They looked in the direction of the light.

"There is..." Lu Jiajia pointed her toes on the tip of the sword and looked into the distance.

"Luo Shulou!" He and Lu Jia married together to make a judgment.

Next, Ning Changjiu's expression stunned. He grabbed Lu Jiajia's hand and drew her to his side. Lu Jiajia slammed into his arms and said, "What's wrong..."

Qiu Yue saw this scene, covered her eyes, squinted a gap in her fingers, and peeked at them.

Ning Changjiu said in a deep voice: "Someone."

Before the voice fell, the dusk in the sky suddenly dimmed.

The unprecedented sword intent rushes at several times faster than the sound.

In the silent dusk, brighter firelight robbed all colors in a posture of swallowing the sky.

The sword of the immortal town is still far away from them.

But Lu Jiajia was aware of the sword intent, she wanted to assimilate all the sword intents with the same body of sword spirit, but she found that she couldn't do it at all. The speed of the sword coming from hundreds of miles away was too fast and too fast. Quick, Zhihai can't lock it at all.

The fire of fear blasted into the lake of heart.

In the pupils, fireworks came instantly.

The area hit by the sword of Zhenxian is enough to cover the entire sword mountain. In this instant of time, it is impossible to escape with the cultivation base of the purple court realm.

Dusk comes with death.

Lu Jiajia couldn't react. She only saw that the young man beside him let go of his hand and stood in front of her at some point.

She opened her mouth slightly, and the voice of her words was engulfed in the sword light.

This is a desperate blow.

It is a blow that almost all the purple court realms can't escape, and the only ending left for them is the destruction of their souls and souls.

The sword of the town fairy smashed into the valley after submerging them.

The explosion spread rapidly.

Countless points of light were suspended in the air instantly, and the fire light bright enough to make people blind pushed a huge amount of smoke and dust into the sky. At the center of the explosion, a bright pillar of fire rushed up and opened into a grand flower. , Higher than the mushroom-shaped clouds of all surrounding mountains.

The ring-shaped air wave is wrapped in the spark dust and spreads outwards at a high speed. The invisible air wave is like the sharpest blade, which touches everything, whether it is cliffs, trees, bronze statues, or even black mountain roads... …Everything fell apart instantly after touching the air wave, and was carried and pushed outward by the air wave together.

The huge mushroom-shaped cloud is still swelling, the sound of the explosion engulfed the world, and the surrounding mountains of knives were razed to the ground.

The crimson fire is far more eye-catching than dusk,

The villages and towns far away from the Knife Mountain felt the shaking of the earth.

They looked far away, only to see the flames blazing into the sky and the wind blowing against their faces.

This was a precision blow that was caught off guard.

Luo Shulou and the other three sacred towers are second only to the sword pavilion in terms of top strength. The reason why the sword pavilion is strong is that the sword saint is too invincible. When it comes to the background, the four sacred towers are not too good.

They are the most powerful force under the kingdom of God. How can mortals escape their blow?

Because of the importance of the matter, Mr. Chu made an exception to activate the sword of immortality, which will never cause trouble.

On the edge of the explosion, four sword-holders came from all directions.

They rode their swords, and after several rounds of air waves ended, they stopped in the positive direction of the ruins, southeast, northwest.

This sudden explosion is over.

The clouds disperse, the smoke and dust skyrocket, and the mighty cover.

The light trails of the sparks are still shining in the ruins, like the breath of an ancient dragon.

The four holding swords and wearing robes, looked calmly towards the center of the ruins, as if mourning the dead.

In the center of the ruins, the precious and gorgeous sword of the immortal town has lost its luster, becoming a scrap copper and rotten iron buried in a deep pit.

There is no one in the middle.

The couple and the little girl should have no bones left in the high temperature of the explosion...

The sword holder went to survey the center of the explosion.

Mr. Chu looked at Haihe Pan with his usual expression.

This blow is exactly the same as expected, there will be no accidents.

The sword of the immortal town is still so terrifying... alas, these peaks of immortal power and manpower, every time I see it, I can't help but sigh.

I didn't kill the mysterious woman before, just because she had too much authority on her back.

Unless the Taoist couple also possesses the authority of that mysterious woman, there is absolutely no possibility of escape.

But how can something like authority be reproduced?

Mr. Chu sat quietly for a while.

When he was about to close the Shanghai River Plate, his hands suddenly froze in the air.

The development of things went beyond his expectations again...

A light spot suddenly appeared on the Haihe plate!

The spot of light was not far from the center of the explosion, it was faint, but so dazzling.

They...no, he is still alive!

"How...how is it possible?!" Mr. Chu's face turned pale, his lips trembled slightly, and his speech was intermittent.

The waiter next to him saw Mr. Chu showing such an expression for the first time, and quickly asked: "What's wrong with Mr.?"

Mr. Chu suddenly got up and said sharply: "Take the ancient ape sword and chase Sendai!"

The waiter knew what was important, so he took the order and left without hesitation.

At the moment when the light spot representing Ning Changjiu reappeared on Haihe Pan, Mr. Chu knew that those who held the sword could not kill him.

He must do it himself and get rid of the troubles as soon as possible.

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Ning Changjiu's long black hair is still smoking. His long hair seems to have absorbed most of the water, and the dry ends are slightly curled.

His cold hair was burned out in an instant, and his white clothes turned black on a large area, and a lot of black powder could be touched by gently rubbing with his hands.

Fortunately, there is not much physical damage, but the burning sensation inside the body is still tearing and painful.

Ning Changjiu clutched his chest, concealed his breath with a concealment technique, moved away from the original route, and headed towards the direction of the deep mountains and old forests on the geomancy map.

He was almost certain that this interception came from Luo Shulou. Although he didn't know their purpose, the power of this sword made him feel scared. With his current physical condition, he didn't think he could escape a second time. ...

Of course, the Sword of Immortality is so precious that it will not be used twice on a cultivator in the Purple Garden Realm.

After a long escape, a tall, continuous canopy appeared in the front.

Ning Changjiu stopped again.

He looked in the direction of a boulder.

The pupils shrank in amazement.

On the previously bare stone, a man standing with a sword suddenly appeared.

"Mr. Chu?" Ning Changjiu recognized his identity.

He was one of the leaders of the previous Dragon Mother Banquet.

Mr. Chu looked at him blankly, the ancient ape giant sword in his hand had no sheath and showed its sharp edge.

"Are you from Luo Shulou?" Ning Changjiu asked.

Mr. Chu sighed as he looked at the young man with disheveled hair and a faint breath of flame.

In the half-zhuxiang time, he opened the chasing formation and brought the ancient ape sword, thousands of miles away, chasing in a flash, seemingly chic, but at a high price.

"Young Master Ning, there was a fate at the Haiguo Banquet earlier, your Taoist couple also defeated the famous Liuhe, how many people fascinated by you goddess couple..." Mr. Chu smiled faintly "I don’t know how you escaped from the sword of the town immortal, but the only way you can escape is by yourself. Oh, the catastrophe is about to fly, and the so-called gods’ family members are nothing more than that."

Ning Changjiu stood on the black mountain road, alone, looking very lonely.

Black smoke billowed on his face, illuminating his pale face bleakly, and his clear eyes were so hollow, it seemed that a drop of rain would not fall into it.

Mr. Chu felt his mood, and finally he felt better.

He laughed: "What remorse do you pretend now? At the time of life and death, you have chosen to escape by yourself. This is the ghost in your heart... Before you die, you can take a look at your heart. You should Contentment is right."

"Your hands?" Ning Changjiu raised his head and gritted his teeth.

Mr. Chu said: "Knowingly ask...The ghost in your heart was selfish before, and now it is cowardly."

Ning Changjiu lowered his eyes, he looked very weak.

After dying in a catastrophe, I was alone, with no luck.

Ning Changjiu can't escape with wings.

Mr. Chu stared at him. When Ning Changjiu's mood was most depressed, Mr. Chu's figure disappeared on the strange rock.

The surrounding towering trees exploded.

The sword came with heavy darkness.

When Ning Changjiu raised his head, a huge ape occupied his sight.

That is the sword demon of the ancient ape sword.

The ancient monkey smashed his huge fist towards Ning Changjiu.

Boom!

The entire canyon began to oscillate.

Mr. Chu set up a heavy night prohibition to take Ning Changjiu into it, and the area of ​​the sword in the prohibition was expanded at the same time.

This area has only four directions, and the upper part is occupied by the huge body of the giant ape.

Ning Changjiu's figure became more and more lonely.

"Why are you killing me?" Ning Changjiu avoided his body in the splashing rubble, and at the same time he leaped with his sword and slashed towards Mr. Chu.

Mr. Chu's figure flashed ghostly, and fought him in the air. The blade and the blade slammed into the air. The fire came and died, illuminating Ning Changjiu's hatred pupils.

If it is possible, Mr. Chu wants to admire these pupils for a while to make up for the regret that the sword of the immortal has failed.

Mr. Chu did not answer, but said indifferently: "Your wife and daughter are dead. You are alone. Instead of living in the world, I will take you off."

Ning Changjiu was stunned by his sword and kept retreating, and his back slammed into a mountain rock like a knife. The sword domain was like impermanence standing with a knife, and quickly gathered towards the middle.

Mr. Chu's figure is nowhere to be found, he has almost moved here by teleport.

The spreading dark night obscures the dusk of this valley.

There seems to be countless bloodthirsty bats hanging in the dark night, and every one of them may be him.

Ning Changjiu didn't have time to think more, and relied on intuition to cut out a sword.

As soon as the bright arc light came on, it was swallowed up by the darkness.

Mr. Chu's sword and the fist of the ancient ape sword demon came under pressure.

This is not a close match. After the close combat, all of Ning Changjiu's sword moves were caught to death by Mr. Chu. The edge of Mr. Chu's pursuit bit the weakest point of his moves and broke out of the gap. After that, it is close to the point and does not give the slightest chance to breathe.

The fist of the ancient ape is more like a giant hammer that drives a mountain, smashing his bodyguard spiritual power one by one, Ning Changjiu is tired of resisting, and parrying has already exhausted all his strength, and there is no room for counterattack.

In just over thirty strokes, Ning Changjiu’s sword was shattered, and his chest was severely hit by the ancient ape. The sound of his ribs broke and the ancient ape’s fist made his figure small. The image is a thrown iron ball, which stopped after hitting several boulders.

The back is dripping with blood.

"That's all?" Mr. Chu looked at the young man who was deeply plunged into the wall and vomited blood, struggling to deal with the sword domain attack, a little disappointed.

He originally thought that the leader of chess should have a deep layout, with many strains and unexpected methods, but now it seems that this young man is not only hypocritical, but also can only be regarded as ordinary.

Maybe it took him too much effort to escape from the sword of the town immortal...

Originally, I was expecting to use this battle to deepen his understanding of heaven and earth, and step into the five realms in one fell swoop...At that time, he will obtain a part of the power of Eternal Night, and then enter the sixth floor of Luoshu, and become a member of Luoshu Tower. The fourth great monk of the five realms.

It seems hopeless now...

Then finish it as soon as possible.

The long howling of the ancient apes shook the valley.

Mr. Chu stood in the same place, and the three of man, sword, and ape were swallowed by the night, and they became one at this moment.

He has advanced into a mysterious state.

At the same time, the meaning of solemnity spread, and the color of this dark night field became a little deeper.

It was almost absolutely pitch black, and there was no light to tear it apart.

Mr. Chu's sword domain locked Ning Changjiu's location.

"The Dragon Mother betrayed you. She told me all the questions you and your dead wife had asked. Alas, you should never ask questions about the gods of Luo Shulou. This is the only bottom line and taboo." Mr. Chu Going to let him die more clearly.

Darkness envelops his body, and the Great Ape Great Sword lurks in the dark night, stabbing Ning Changjiu's place.

This is his full blow.

Although he despises this young man in his heart, he will never hold his sword when he is really out of the sword. This is also a necessary quality for every cultivator who can go to high places.

The sword of death pierced his flesh and blood, and the eternal night will give him a long sleep.

Ning Changjiu raised his head and fixed his eyes on him.

Mr. Chu feels a little strange...In this darkness, he shouldn't see the other person's eyes...

But he saw it, really saw it.

It was a pair of golden pupils.

There is a light that tears through the darkness!

The great ape's fist didn't fall, a golden, tall, remnant-armored colossus smashed its fist into the sky, shaking the giant fist of the ancient ape sword demon.

This posture is like an ancient dragon flying into the sky.

Mr. Chu sensed a little danger, but he did not choose to retreat, because as long as the sword was completely penetrated through his heart, then the person would be dead after death, and no matter how much he tried, it would not help.

Ning Changjiu grabbed the sword abruptly with his bare hands.

The Gu Yuanjian pushed forward with difficulty, only a slight distance from his heart membrane.

But it was also at this moment, it seemed that there was an extra person in the darkness, and as that person appeared abruptly, a cold sword intent lit up in the darkness.

This is obviously a sword, but it looks more like flowing clouds passing by accidentally.

Death is fast approaching, but there is no danger in his heart.

This contradictory feeling threw his mind and body into two different dimensions, drawing a distance.

Mr. Chu quickly clung to his heart and forced himself to erase this sense of gap.

He wanted to draw his sword and flee, but Ning Changjiu firmly grasped the sword.

He had to abandon the sword.

But it's too late.

The golden light lit up along with the white sword, tearing open the dark night realm at the peak of his Purple Garden Stage.

At the moment of death, Mr. Chu saw the creature he feared most in his life.

This creature should only appear in mythology...

That is a three-legged golden crow.

Even the real Yongye is only its food, how could this black realm be imprisoned?

The night is dead.

The sword pierced his throat with precision.

He also died.

The figure of a woman in white was reflected in his dilated pupils.

This is Lu Jiajia who should have died in his cognition.

Lu Jiajia holds a sword in one hand, the sword moves strangely, and her black and shiny hair is like a dance of wild crows in the wind.

She held the sword, turned her arms, and cut off Mr. Chu's head.

Blood gushing around his neck, Mr. Chu fell to the ground in a daze, Jin Crow pounced on him, biting the soul he wanted to escape, and burning it all.

Ning Changjiu fell into the pile of rubble. He panted feebly and pulled out the ancient ape sword that had been pierced into his chest, and then used the power of time to speed up the healing of the wound.

Lu Jiajia turned around, she leaned down and gently lifted Ning Changjiu from the pile of rocks.

"Don't take risks like this in the future." Lu Jiajia straightened his body and pressed his vest with both hands to heal him.

Qiu Yue sat on the ground, she looked at Mr. Chu's body in fear, and said in shock: "Mother... mother, who is he? Where are we just now? That place is empty, so scary. ..."

Ning Changjiu glanced at her.

The Golden Crow flew back into his body.

Previously, when the sword of Zhenxian fell, Ning Changjiu stopped in front of Lu Jiajia. He expanded the time domain and destroyed it to the extreme, forcibly slowing down the arrival of the disaster, but Lu Jiajia was also there. In the time domain, the movement becomes slow.

He unfolded the Golden Crow and incorporated Lu Jiajia into the broken ten-eye country. Then, he quickly escaped from the center of the explosion through the realm of time.

He didn't want to take Qiu Yue with him, but she held Lu Marrying's hand tightly... Ning Changjiu didn't have time to think, so he could only save her easily.

Before Mr. Chu's arrival was unexpected, but fortunately he also made preparations.

He is in a very poor state. Even if he joins forces with Lu Jiajia, it is difficult to kill a master who has surpassed the peak of the Purple Court Realm. The most important thing is that the sword holders may chase him at any time. Unless they can kill Mr. Chu instantly, they will die. undoubtedly.

Fortunately, the long-lasting Golden Crow has naturally restrained him from the dark night, and Lu Jiajia's sword of heaven has also become perfect.

Mr. Chu, such a master of class, died in such hatred.

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "How powerful is this trick of your husband?"

His wound has healed, and the blood has basically stopped.

Lu Jiajia hugged him pityingly, after hearing what he said, she also laughed, and asked: "You are so proficient in this trick, have you used it many times?"

Ning Changjiu pretended to break his fingers.

Lu Jia married Dai's eyebrows slightly raised, pinched his arm, Ning Changjiu pretended to be in severe pain, smiled and begged for mercy.

Qiu Yue sat aside and looked at them, not knowing what she thought of, a momentary smile from her heart flashed across her mouth.

Their peace did not last long.

The sword holder chased after him.

Lu Jiajia has no fear.　　 Although these sword-holders are also in purple court, their realm is not high, and they are by no means her enemy.

The first sword-bearer immediately saw the corpse on the ground and was frightened: "Mr. Chu? You...you actually killed Mr. Chu!"

The sword-holders who arrived later were also shocked and speechless.

They know how powerful Mr. Chu is. He is outstanding in swordsmanship and Taoism. He is proficient in all sixty-four swords. With the blessing of the ancient ape giant sword, he faces the other great monks of the Shenzong Ziping Peak. He has never failed.

But such a person has separated his body and fell to the ground.

"Do you want to see him?" Ning Changjiu asked.

The sword-holder looked at the couple, their hearts trembled, as if stepping on a chain, the next place was the abyss of the sea of ​​fire.

Ning Changjiu watched Lu married married, and said softly: "Don't take out the sword first, I'll show you something fun."

Lu Jiajia is puzzled, this kind of time, it's all hurt like this, what else is there for fun?

Ning Changjiu took out the Mingju from the King of Fish and put it into his mouth.

Mingjuan connects with thoughts.

The void cracked, and the spiritual Mr. Chu walked out of it.

Lu Jiajia was also taken aback.

She remembered the moves used by the King of Fish, and realized that this ghost scroll could drive all the dead creatures she had seen.

Of course, these spiritual beings have little combat effectiveness.

Ning Changjiu did this only to intimidate those holding swords and make their sword hearts more broken.

The thought unfolded.

Countless spiritual beings walked out of the void that floated and cracked like a whirlpool.

Old Fox, Mrs. Bai, Ning Qinshui, Jiuying, Hanchi real person...

Those monks who used to give them a great sense of oppression, the realm of the highest level, have actually become his army after death.

Under the dusk, the dead are crushed by darkness.

Ning Changjiu got up from it, like a living ghost dominating the dead.

It's a pity that the realm of these spirit bodies is not low.

Lu Jiajia has seen the battle performed by Ning Changjiu, and she is not going to delay it. At this moment, two sword holders have come. If all the others arrive, it will still be a little troublesome.

It's just that when she was about to draw the sword, her eyes stopped on a certain spirit body.

A deep consternation flashed in Lu Jiajia's eyes.

Ning Changjiu also noticed something wrong, and looked at a certain spirit body.

The spirit body is a woman.

Her long dress is luxurious, noble and elegant, with a crown made of colorful coral and antlers on her head, her long hair is hanging down, her appearance is stunning, even if she has turned into a spiritual body, she still has nobleness. And charming style.

Dragon Mother Empress!

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The dusk was gradually passing, but Ning Xiaoling felt more and more uneasy.

The lazy cat who only knows about eating and sleeping seems to be more upset than her.

It jumped up and down in the woods, seemingly looking for something.

Ning Xiaoling settled down, opened her own booklet, painted and painted, thinking about something.

The sword of disaster...

The sword technique of Tianzong Yujian and the spiritual technique of Ancient Lingzong can be combined with each other.

Why is this?

Well, the ancestor of Yu Jian Tianzong and the ancestor of Gu Lingzong should be good friends. This is the sword technique they jointly created...

That's not right!

Ning Xiaoling suddenly thought that the Yujian Tianzong had only been opened for more than three hundred years, but the ancient Lingzong has been opened for nearly 500 years. The ancestors of these two sects may not even be of the same era. How could it be? Are you friends?

And this kind of sword...

Ning Xiaoling stretched out his left and right hands, his right hand simulated swordsmanship, and his left hand simulated spiritualism.

The cute fish king who was jumping around also stopped.

It stared at Ning Xiaoling's hand, as if it was also lost in some kind of thinking.

This right hand sword...how does it feel familiar? Could it be...

"Ah!" Ning Xiaoling squeezed the pen, she suddenly felt excited and thought of something.

In the past, she always felt that the sword technique of Tianzong Yujian was a little strange, but she couldn't say it was strange, but at this moment she finally figured it out.

The swordsmanship of Tianzong Yujian includes the four swords of sand snow, white silk, mirror flower, and autumn makeup, three swords of Yunya stone carving, idle guizi, and the Qinghan swords of knocking on the moon to ask the immortal. The magnificent and decisive sword that the river enters the river and the ink rain turns over.

Even if you only look at the name of the sword move, it is not difficult to see that although the swordsmanship of Tianzong Yujian is integrated, the styles of rigidity and softness are indeed very different.

She also found the same problem in the spirit of the ancient spirits.

This sword move should not be designed by one person! It may be a man and a woman who designed it!

The sword of restraining disaster was also created by them. For some reason, they separated their swords, one went to Nanzhou and the other went to Middle-earth...

The man among them should be the ancestor of Yu Jian Tianzong.

After all, when Huanbaoshan collapsed, she also went to help clean up the ruins, and saw the hanging statues of the ancestors of the past generations from the collapsed Sect Master Hall.

In this case, the woman...

Uncle Zhu Ding clearly said that the ancestor of Gu Lingzong was also a man.

What's the matter?

Ning Xiaoling has fallen into another deadlock.

"Meow!" The fish king yelled outside, interrupting her thoughts.

Ning Xiaoling was a little angry, and said: "I won't give you anything if you call Chunchun!"

The King of Fish is also very wronged, thinking I am like this, how can I call Chun?

It just began to doubt the identity of Ning Xiaoling.

This person...surnamed Ning...this swordsmanship...

Should not...

The King of Fish thought to himself, is it true that he has come out of a tiger's den and is like a wolf's mouth?

The sharp claws stick out from its pad.

It looked at the girl who might be related to the enemy with hostility, and hesitated to launch an attack.

Ning Xiaoling felt its hostility, and said helplessly: "I just said a few words from you..."

Speaking, she picked out a few dried fish and threw them out.

The king fish looked at the dried fish baked on the grass, and was silent for a long time. Finally, he put away his paws, took the dried fish and ate it humiliatingly. It eats and thinks that it has no realm at the moment and cannot sacrifice for no reason. After forbearing it, it will take revenge...

Ning Xiaoling, who was thinking about major events, suddenly got up, took out the kit bag again, and opened it at once.

Zhu Ding sensed it, thinking that the punishment was coming again, and hurried over in a hurry.

And Ning Xiaoling sat in the seat safe and sound, the white cat was eating fish outside, everything looked very peaceful.

Zhu Ding sighed and said: "Little ancestor, why are you calling me again?"

Ning Xiaoling said seriously: "Is the Patriarch really a man?"

Zhu Ding was a little puzzled about her question, and said: "Of course, Jiuyou Temple also has a portrait of Patriarch. Would you like to take you to see it?"

"Okay." Ning Xiaoling nodded.

Zhu Ding did not expect that she promised to be so refreshing. He waved his sleeves and said: "I just said casually, your qualifications are far from now, and I can't take you to the ancestral pavilion."

Ning Xiaoling said anxiously: "You can sneak me in, I'll follow you, pretending to be a maid holding a sword or something."

Zhu Ding smiled and said: "That can't be done, some old things in Jiuyou Hall have seen it, and I have to say that I am not respectful."

Ning Xiaoling said distressed: "But I really have a big deal."

Zhu Ding said: "What's the important thing? It has something to do with that emperor?"

Ning Xiaoling nodded vigorously: "Yes!"

Zhu Ding said: "What does this have to do with Patriarch?"

Ning Xiaoling lowered her head, she was shaking her mind because of anxiety,

The Patriarch...The Sword Heaven Sect... The Ancient Spirit Sect... The Emperor... The Wood Spirit Eye...

Suddenly, something flashed in Ning Xiaoling's mind, and a terrifying, somewhat incredible idea emerged.

"Did the Patriarch have a red dot on the center of his eyebrows! Then... Then his eyes are like this, his expression is like this, his hand movements... By the way! Isn't his eyebrow missing a small piece!" Ning Xiaoling asked quickly.

The more Zhu Ding heard it, the more frightened he became: "Is this what you saw in Linggu?"

"Is the Patriarch really like this?" Ning Xiaoling felt her heartbeat speed up.

Zhu Ding said: "It's really similar to what you portrayed."

"I didn't see it in Linggu, I... what I saw in our sect was the Heavenly Sect of the Sword! That was also the ancestor of the Heavenly Sect of the Sword!" Ning Xiaoling blurted out.

"What?" Zhu Ding did not understand.

"I see!" Ning Xiaoling's heart suddenly became clear: "The ancestor of our Yu Jian Tianzong is the founder of the ancient Lingzong. He and Mu Lingtong created a sword technique together, a hundred years later. , Patriarch went to Nanzhou and reopened the sect, while Mu Lingtong stayed at the sect... They should be Taoists."

Zhu Ding frowned.

He was also surprised, but he didn't understand the meaning after this.

Even if what she said is true, this is only the gossip of the old almanac.

Ning Xiaoling can't figure it out for the time being, she always feels that something dangerous is hidden after this...

What is it?

She suddenly raised her head and said: "Will Mu Lingtong still alive? Will he be the emperor in the mouth of the King of Medicine?"

Zhu Ding pondered for a while, he said, "Even if it is, what about it?"

Yes, so what...

Ning Xiaoling fell into thinking again.

The fish king next to him wants to understand.

It meowed, like a warning.

Ning Xiaoling seemed to understand the cry of the fish king. She said: "Uncle Master told me earlier that only Master can open the ruins of the ancient Lingzong underworld. Now it seems...maybe more than Master. , Mu Lingtong, as his past Taoist companion, may also have mastered the means! The emperor is not in the hall... the emperor is not in the hall..."

She caught a trace of what she wanted to miss before.

The king of medicine is called his emperor.

It's not that she is called the emperor in the Gu Lingzong, but she is called the emperor among the ghosts!

This is a completely different meaning.

Zhu Ding told her that, according to her ancestral records, Mu Lingtong once went deep into the Hades without a trace and no bones.

Everyone thought she was dead.

But on the contrary, she may not only have not died, but have gained something in the underworld, called the emperor in the mouth of these underworld generals!

Ning Xiaoling never felt that she was so smart!

Just... the emperor is not in the temple, where did she go?

……

……

At this moment, in the sea of ​​luck, the high waves that are set off are like huge sea beasts breaking the water surface. They swell their bodies, show their sharp claws, and rush into the shore with white waves.

Looking at the dusk that was gradually dimming, the seventh master in a **** robe stretched out his hand casually, and pushed back the majestic tsunami.

"Are there only these methods..." The seventh floor master said indifferently.

He came to grab someone today.

No matter how large the sea country is now, if all relations are cut off, it would be tantamount to an isolated island.

He wants to take the Dragon Mother Niang Niang away from the sea country.

This is a very important part of the birth of Tianzang.

In the entire Middle-earth, there is no second one, such a perfect and pure body that can contain the body of a god.

The masters of Luo Shulou came out to block all the sea countries.

The Dragon Mother Empress, who has been imprisoned in the Caijuan Immortal Palace, has no escape.

……

In the Fairy Palace of Caijuan, the Dragon Mother swayed her pearly skirt and got up. She walked down from the throne of sea water, walked past the fairy palace where the Milky Way was the earth, and walked out slowly.

She is smiling.

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(4D update! There is only this chapter today, and the following plot needs to be rationalized~)