Beyond the Divine States Chapter 72: : Innate Spirit

The broken snow and cold fog seemed to calm down.

The petite figure is wearing a sword dress, with a pony tail in his arms, and an empty scabbard in his hand. You can see a bit of pride when you look up and chest.

Lu Jiajia looked at her with satisfaction, the corners of her mouth suddenly aroused and quickly subsided, she said earnestly: "Xiaoling, your talent is indeed beyond my expectation, but you can achieve today's results, to a large extent rely on It’s a good thing that the Xiantian Spirit is strong, but your current realm is only the first stage of the Profound Realm. You need to know that in the real life and death struggle, if you are defeated, even if the Xiantian Spirit is so powerful, you will have no power to fight. , Between life and death, the only one who can really rely on is yourself, so you must not be arrogant and complacent, and remember to practice hard."

Lu Jiajia's voice is soft and cold, and the emerald-like river passes through the cold mist, which makes people clear.

During the words, she flicked her fingers again, and the long sword turned into a silver light and fell into the sheath.

Ning Xiaoling held the sword in both hands, buckled the blade with his thumb, and respectfully said: "Yes, Master."

Everyone gradually recovered from the shock they had just now, and their gazes towards Ning Xiaoling were also a little bit more shocked. Even a few disciples who had worked hard for several years and finally managed to get into the inner sect, saw that just now. In one scene, the heart was jealous, almost unstable.

Fortunately, the warm words in the words of Lu Jiajia just now suppressed the nameless flames that ignited in many people's hearts.

Just now, many people who were unbalanced in their hearts felt a lot better when they heard the words entering the Profound Elementary Realm... It turns out that this little girl is not relying on her own strength, but because the innate spirit is strong enough. For the sake of...

But even so, this kind of unique treatment still makes people jealous, but most people's mentality is already stable. As Lu Jiajia said, in actual battles, as long as the first sound is the first to kill the person, the sword will kill the door, then the innate spirit will What's the use of being powerful?

No root duckweed.

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"I think Master is partial to Ning Xiaoling!"

After the Yuntai Sword Field disperses, the disciples can practice anywhere in the Tianku Peak at will. On a cliff, they have already put on a soft cotton skirt with arms around the chest, with an angry expression.

The two teenagers next to him looked at her helplessly. Those two teenagers were Xu Weiran and Yun Ze, who were the first and second players in today's Youjian.

Xu Weiran stood beside her, patted her shoulder lightly, and comforted: "Junior Sister Ning is just drenched in the light of the innate spirit. Master also said that her realm is only entering the Profound Realm, compared to Junior sister Le Rou has fallen by a whole level, so why bother with her."

Yun Ze sits casually, throwing a few fine gravel in his hands, and said leisurely: "What should we do? Let's find an opportunity to teach that little girl, so that she can understand who is the great sister of Tianku Peak. ?"

Le Rou gave him a white look and said: "Ning Xiaoling followed us in the morning practice, and in the afternoon she went back to her idiot brother, how can we have a chance to tease her, let alone let the master know, I should I was locked up to face the wall."

Yun Ze smiled and teased: "Opportunity is created. Xiaoling has just shown her edge, and the younger sister has a sense of crisis. The demeanor of the older sister seems a bit..."

Le Rou shouted: "You shut up, the success is less than the failure, it is no wonder that the Sword of the Four Summits was beaten in the mud last year, and it was ashamed."

Yun Ze sighed: "Yes, yes, Junior Sister Le Rou is very good, but she has survived two rounds."

Le Rou snorted coldly: "I was originally a weak girl. It is your business to fight and kill!"

Xu Weiran on the side smiled and said, "Why do juniors compete like this?"

Le Rou held her cheeks and said, "I'm just not happy."

Yun Ze showed a dazed look, and said: "You don't see her stupid brother, are you? I see you often look at him in the morning class."

Le Rou glared at him, and said fiercely: "Go away, you just fell in love with him!"

Yun Ze angrily smiled and said: "That's right and right. Brother Weiran is the best under Brother Nan Cheng. How can we be better than the soft food..."

While speaking, he found that Le Rou looked at him with fierce eyes.

Yun Ze shut up immediately and said: "Why don't we go down the mountain to relax? Those outside disciples are very envious when they see us, especially the little girls, who have a mouthful of seniors, are very soft and glutinous."

Le Rou said coldly: "Vanity."

Then she raised her head, took a look at Xu Weiran, and said, "Brother, are you going?"

Xu Weiran smiled and said: "I have no opinion."

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Not long after Ning Changjiu returned to the room, the door opened, and Ning Xiaoling walked in as usual.

"What's so happy?" Ning Changjiu asked.

Ning Xiaoling was taken aback, touched her cheeks, and said, "No, no."

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "What barrier has been broken through practice?"

Ning Xiaoling's eyes widened, her cute little face filled with doubts: "Brother, how did you see it..."

Ning Changjiu asked: "Are you in the Profound Realm?"

Ning Xiaoling said sincerely: "I'm on the border."

Ning Changjiu was not too surprised, and said: "Although the remnant demon power of those old foxes is enough for you to go straight, don't be greedy, otherwise your small body may not be able to bear it."

Ning Xiaoling nodded vigorously, and said: "I have a sense of measure in my heart. Today, my sister married and said in front of everyone that I am entering the Profound Realm."

Ning Changjiu said: "She is for your own good, so you entered the mountain gate. It is a good thing to hide the clumsy."

Ning Xiaoling nodded and said: "I know, but I always feel a little aggrieved."

Ning Changjiu rubbed her head and said with a smile: "Well, wait for the younger sister to be a blockbuster and scare them to death."

Ning Xiaoling nodded obediently, and then said: "Brother, how are you doing?"

Ning Changjiu was silent for a moment, and said: "I may really not be suitable for spiritual practice."

Ning Xiaoling lay down on the table and said listlessly: "Brother, will I only cover you from now on?"

Ning Changjiu leaned on the back of the chair, sighed softly, looking at the vast fog outside the window with both hands folded.

Ning Xiaoling said: "Brother, don't be unhappy."

Ning Changjiu was startled slightly, and laughed softly: "Am I really so unhappy now?"

Ning Xiaoling nodded and said: "Well, I can feel it..."

Ning Changjiu said: "I am not unhappy."

It's just a little sad.

Ning Xiaoling's soft lips pursed lightly, she moved the chair closer to him, and suddenly her left hand stretched out and shook in front of him, "Brother, brother."

"Huh?" Ning Changjiu was slightly puzzled.

"Aw..." Ning Xiaoling yelled lowly, and then, with a slap, she patted Ning Changjiu's right shoulder with her other hand. She didn't know when she held a snow-white little fox in her hand. After the fox climbed on his shoulders, he followed his shoulders all the way up, screaming to the top of his head, scratching his paws, messing up Ning Changjiu's hair.

That was the innate spirit that Ning Xiaoling called out.

The little fox whose tail was docked has almost grown its tail at this moment, and it is swaying slightly behind him, making a creaking noise.

Ning Changjiu reached out his head, accurately grasped the back of Xuehu's neck, picked it up, and stuffed it back into Ning Xiaoling's arms.

Ning Xiaoling pouted slightly, and said dissatisfied: "This didn't scare the brother, it's boring."

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "This consumes a lot of spiritual power, so let's collect magical powers."

Ning Xiaoling didn't follow, rubbing the little fox in her arms, and said, "Brother, you said that everyone's innate spirit is incomplete at the beginning. Then, when its tail is long, will it be complete? ."

Ning Changjiu said: "Well, after the tail grows, it is one step closer to completeness."

"Huh? What does it mean to go further?"

"It's still eight."

"Oh..."

Ning Xiaoling suddenly felt that it was nowhere in sight.

"By the way, that old fox, the one with ice and fire, how many tails did he have." Ning Xiaoling asked.

Ning Changjiu said: "Eight."

Ning Xiaoling sighed, grabbed the little fox, and gently tossed it up. The little fox turned into dots of spiritual power into her body. She muttered: "By then, Xiaoling will be all old girls. Hey."

Ning Changjiu said: "The cultivator can live a long, long time."

Ning Xiaoling stubbornly said: "But no matter how long you live, your age is always getting older. Twenty, thirty-four, forty, one hundred, two hundred..."

Ning Xiaoling held her fingers, the more she counted, the more despair she felt.

Ning Changjiu looked at her with soft eyes, and said: "Don't worry, you can always be young if you look young."

Ning Xiaoling listened to his wrong reasoning, but still got a lot of energy, she suddenly remembered something and asked: "Brother, you said before that you originally had an innate spirit, but then you disappeared. What is your innate spirit? ?"

Ning Changjiu closed his eyes, thinking in memory, and said leisurely: "I can't remember anymore."

Under the night and moon, the master pulled out the innate spirit and cut it away with a sword. The innate spirit was struggling with the golden light, like grief and pain, when it was pulled out, it was more like a roaring red firework. The golden long river was swallowed up like a huge wave of moon shadows that swallowed the sky.

The only thing he can remember is this scene... and what the innate spirit is, he can't remember it anyway.

"How can I get it back?" Ning Xiaoling asked: "If I get it back, will the brother be very good?"

"I can't find it..." Ning Changjiu said subconsciously, but the words suddenly stopped.

He didn't know what was thinking, his whole body trembled and his face turned pale.

Ning Xiaoling was frightened, and said in a panic: "Brother, what's wrong with you..."

Ning Changjiu seemed to have not heard her talking, staring blankly at the front, muttering to himself: "Xiantian spirit...Xiantian spirit?! Who said my innate spirit is gone..."

This is twelve years ago.

Now, the self twelve years ago hasn't started to practice at all, so of course he hasn't settled yet!

The master slaying the spirit is a matter of twelve years later.

Everything hasn't started yet.

Everything has just begun...

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