Who am I?

Where am I?

The first rays of thought, like a faint light, swam in my mind...... Then slowly zoom in.

The young man sitting cross-legged on the glacier plateau, his eyelids slowly opened, shaking off a layer of ice chips, and with the movement of opening his eyelids, his shoulders, body, and everywhere froze into a solid layer of snow, and shattered with a click.

Ning Yi stood up slowly, the ice chips on his body shook off layer by layer, revealing his frozen skin that was a little white, three years had passed, and his body had not been shattered in the snow and wind of the imperial tomb...... On the contrary, it is more powerful.

All this is because of the "Plains of White Bones".

Or rather, that little bit of "divinity" thousands of miles ago.

The sword weapon of that year was almost able to wake up, because Ning Yi injected him with a lot of divinity, and the stone carving was shattered and his true body was revealed.

"The withering of divinity", even in the eyes of the mighty, is a game of mortality.

To revive a withered practitioner's body, the amount of divinity needed is too great.

In the past three years, Xu Qingyan has never interrupted the divine supply of "Ning Yi", so it has accumulated a lot, and bit by bit it has been gathered, and there is today.

Broken ice chips are blown away by the gale.

Ning Yi stumbled to his feet, his face was a little pale, his lips were no longer bloodless, and he looked at the man in the imperial robe who was sitting cross-legged not far from him-

Memories came flooding back in my head.

Wildfires in the Imperial City.

Flying flesh.

Frozen snow.

Extinguished flames.

Ning Yi covered his forehead with one hand, and one name after another jumped into his mind, stirring violently...... Pei Fu, Xu Zang, Xu Qingke...... The faces of these people are intertwined with time and space, the collapsed Chenglong Palace, and the rubble that swept past the ears, these rumbled and rolled around the ears.

All was silent again.

The memories that had been broken for three years burned again.

Ning Yi pursed his lips, he felt unprecedented weakness, this weakness was not physical weakness, but spiritual emptiness, as if the spirit had been drained clean, and as far as the naked eye could see, it was a snow-white reckless ice field.

"I'm not dead...... Is it because of the 'divinity'......"

There was a sharp pain in my head.

Ning Yi let out a long breath, he came to the emperor step by step, with difficulty, at this time, he could finally stand condescendingly in front of the other party, overlooking this supreme man in the Great Sui world.

The tide is extinguished.

Two of them were reduced to withered ashes of divinity.

However, Ning Yi was in ashes...... It's rekindled.

Ning Yi didn't say a word, and silently pulled out the broken "fine snow" on the ground, this extremely sharp ancient sword in the world, now only one hilt remains.

The frost-patterned steel that forged the sword body was shattered by the Emperor in the battle of the Chenglong Palace.

Such a rare material...... Only the demon clan has it in the world.

"It's a pity. ”

Ning Yi pulled out the fine snow and said three words softly, but he didn't know if he was talking about the fine snow or the ice sculpture sitting on the ground.

Immediately after, he lifted the fine snow and smashed it down unpretentiously.

The crackling sound sounded above Emperor Taizong's head, the ice sculpture shattered with a click, and Ning Yi kicked the emperor in the chest fiercely, kicking the ice sculpture into a puddle of broken snow rain.

The emperor's large body slid on the ground.

He who dies cannot die again.

Ning Yi gasped and stood with his sword, his physique seemed to become stronger...... But just that sword.

Own Starlight...... Not at all?

Is this the forbidden place of Starlight?

Ning Yi frowned, his divine thoughts were still keen, within a radius of several miles, except for heavy snow, cold waves, and nothing, the emperor's breakthrough before his death transformed all the starlight into divinity.

And yet all divinity ...... All in that fierce tide, turned into nothingness.

No starlight, no divinity, an independently carved out space.

A forbidden place for Starlight, of course.

However, a moment later, Ning Yi discovered something even worse...... Even if this place wasn't a place where Starlight was banned, he wouldn't be able to use Starlight.

This body is empty.

His own divine savings, as well as the starlight, were all burned out.

Only a little bit of rekindling the fire core was left, and it was a blessing in misfortune to be able to come back to life......

The cultivation realm has fallen back to square one.

However, with the mountain scroll in his body, if he wants to rebuild it, it is not a big problem, Ning Yi will no longer have a bottleneck in the realm, and breaking the realm along the way is like eating and drinking.

Turned around in place.

Ning Yi looked at this vast glacier of the Imperial Tomb with no end in sight, with his current physique, it was actually not difficult to trek to the end of the Imperial Tomb.

He looked back at the singularity at the entrance, just in case of an accident...... At that time, when he ignited the divinity, he destroyed the "singularity" as well.

Ning Yi's expression was a little strange.

Now it seems that this is blocking the way back for me.

Ning Yi checked his waist bag...... The big yang thing is still there, some small trivial things.

He took out Pei Fu's life card, and the heavy stone in his heart finally fell to the ground, and in the Chenglong Palace, he saw Taizong twist the girl's neck...... But at the moment, the fate card is unharmed.

It shows that the girl is still alive and well.

"Peace is good, peace is good. ”

Ning Yi's eyes were soft and he looked at the life card, but then, he discovered something......

There is one thing missing in his pocket.

Ning Yi raised his eyebrows, he raised his head, the cold wind was howling, setting off a majestic heat, and a huge red finch shadow in the distance spread its wings and swept towards him.

......

......

Little Frost Mountain.

Gu Xiaoyu's body was covered with a layer of frost and snow, and he sat on the ground, his breathing sound was extremely low, and his breath continued to become weak.

Weak and then faint.

This is a kind of "silence" breathing method, taught to him by the master himself, this breathing method seems to be created by Uncle Xu Zang, if you practice often, in the later stage, you can experience the feeling of "death", the many avenues of the practitioner, the "road of life and death" of the killing power is so high, even if you can't cultivate the same "way of life and death" as Uncle Xu Zang, it is also very beneficial to have a lot of understanding.

Immerse yourself in "silence".

Gu Xiaoyu was suddenly woken up by a commotion.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and looked back in disbelief, the lights in the small frost building flickered, if he had heard correctly...... It was Shizun and the two uncles just now, who let out an exclamation?

It's amazing.

What happened?

In Gu Xiaoyu's mind, there was a vague bold idea.

The scene in the pavilion is somewhat comical.

After the jade pendant changed, Wen Tao shook his hand in fright, almost fell to the ground, really broken, and was held up by a thousand hands in the air at this moment.

The air machine blows.

The fire almost ignited Mr. Zhao Rui's picture scroll.

Wen Tao took off the purple gold crown and threw it on the ground, he rubbed his eyes with both hands, and tried to widen his eyes, staring at the "Ning Yi" life card that was held up by the star light in the palm of his senior sister's palm.

The third senior brother was stunned, his lips were dry, and he muttered, "Damn, what the hell??"

The blind man is rusty, although he is blind, but after being promoted to the realm of the Star Monarch, his sword heart is clear, and the wind and grass within a radius of half a mile are clear.

Just now, he pressed his hands on the back of the chair, and under the force, he directly pressed the sawdust to pieces.

He also stood up.

Because—

Ning Yi's life card...... A flame was ignited!

The originally extinguished life card is now resurrected.

The occurrence of this scene, even the thousand-handed master of Shushan Mountain, who has been indifferent for ten thousand years, is not calm. Senior Sister Qian's eyes were confused, looking at the broken jade plate inside, it actually repaired itself in the continuous "click" sound, and then slowly recovered as before.

"It's ...... Alive?"

Qi Rust's voice was a little confused, and with the excitement of the frustration, he stood up abruptly and said loudly: "Where is the little junior brother? I'll go find him!"

"Damn, Lao Tzu will go with him!" Wen Tao also stood up suddenly, he looked at Qianshou, and said seriously: "Senior sister, if the little junior brother is in the imperial mausoleum...... Anyway, I'm going to bring him back too. I don't want to endure this pain and grievance anymore, so what about the Great Sui royal family?"

After that, there was silence in the room.

Qi Rust pursed his lips, as if waiting for a response from Thousand Hands.

Black and white flickers swaying in front of the fire.

Thousand Hands said calmly: "Yes." If the little junior brother is in the imperial mausoleum, you don't need to say it...... I will also take action and bring him back to Shushan. What is the Great Sui royal family?"

She paused, looked up, and said indifferently:

"But you know...... Where is the Imperial Tomb?"

A basin of cold water.

Wen Tao's expression suddenly froze, and he subconsciously said, "I use the Dragon Hunt ......"

The sound stopped abruptly.

He has traveled so many years in Midstate.

The tombs of the major holy mountains have been visited by him.

Only the imperial tomb of the Great Sui royal family found nothing, and even the initial "singularity" could not be found.

Qianshou looked at his third junior brother and asked, "Can you find Ning Yi?"

Wen Tao wanted to speak and stopped.

"I believe it's not just Shushan...... On the Tiandu side, on the eastern side, all the characters who are still paying attention to the 'hot tide' will know the news. ”

Qianshou narrowed his eyes and said, "The little junior brother is not dead. ”

Qi Rust understood what Senior Sister meant.

He naturally had the next step in his mind......

The whole world knew that Ning Yi was not dead.

Xiao Wuliang Mountain, Jianhu Palace, Shu Mountain, Purple Mountain, Taoist Sect, Academy, Lingshan, Luojia Mountain, Liuli Mountain...... will try to find "Ning Yi".

Ning Yi's body is involved in too many power disputes.

Someone wanted to kill him.

Someone wants to protect him.

However, the one who wants to find out "Ning Yi" the most is the prince of the Great Sui.

Since Li Baijiao took charge of Tiandu, he hasn't had a good night's sleep for three years.

He desperately wants to know the truth about "Changling", wants to know if his father is dead, and wants to know ...... Can you sit on the throne of the real dragon?

So after he learned that Ning Yi was not dead...... will definitely be more anxious than everyone else, and find Ning Yi first.

The power of the Great Sui Imperial Family will pour out.

"Let the Dark Sect dispatch...... Don't try to find Ning Yi, look for a needle in a haystack. Qianshou stood up, and she said calmly: "What we have to do is to wait for news from the other holy mountains and the Great Sui royal family. Then do it with them. ”

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