Reckless snowfield.

Ning Yi carried a lone lamp and traveled thousands of miles.

He was chasing the image he remembered.

The ancient tree towering above the top of the world was a huge correction point, and Ning Yi remembered the ancient river when he first awakened.

If you find Furukawa, then it will be the moment when you find the inheritance of the sword bearer and "complete the merits".

The sunlight in the scripture pavilion is like a shuttle.

One old and one young, come early in the morning and leave in the evening.

Little by little, the progress of exploring the scrolls progresses.

The weekly opening sermon is still continuing, but the time has been moved from day to night, even so, Xieshan is still overcrowded, and many disciples, fellow disciples, have taken time to come to listen to Ning Yi's sermon.

Ning Yi doesn't hide his selfishness, sometimes he will selflessly share some of the sword intent taught by the ancestor of Xihai, so that everyone can observe and learn together.

In this way, during the days of the girl's retreat, Ning Yi went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion every day to promote the visualization of the ancient scrolls.

Looking at the little one of the wind and thunder mountain, he punched the bronze man with one punch.

Tiejian Mountain's second senior brother lifted the sword weapon upside down, planted seedlings and planted trees, and the old sword fairy said that he was still a little short of a satisfactory artistic conception from the realm of Xingjun.

Wen Tao of Laolongshan is no longer in seclusion, but sets out to visit various famous mountains and rivers in the west, and cheekily takes the "treasures" he has found, and comes to Ye Lao Sword Immortal in exchange for some "forbidden land secrets".

When the altar was opened, there were more and more people.

Time passes like water.

A day, a week, a month.

Half a year later.

The small point of the wind and thunder mountain, finally grew some heads, purely relying on great perseverance and patience, beat the chest of the first bronze man, the fist pile has been achieved, the eighteen bronze people are no longer standing still, but the shot is as fast as the wind, and then from the top of the wind and thunder mountain, Gu Shu is often beaten by the bronze man with a blue nose and swollen face, grinning teeth, and the body of King Kong is also a little "beaten" by the joint "beating" of the people.

The second senior brother's Iron Sword Mountain is closed, which means that the blind Qi Rust is really about to step into the realm of the Star Monarch.

After repeatedly confirming the news that "Mr. Ganlu" was suppressed by the old sword fairy and could not move at the foot of Liuli Mountain in the east, Senior Brother Wen Tao patted his chest and swore that he would be ashamed of Brother Xiao's snow and go to the east alone, and it was said that he wanted to visit the tomb of the ghost.

The thousand-handed senior sister of Shushan, this half a year has been entangled in trivial matters, not long ago, the first time I came to the main hall of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, sitting in front of the visualization of the ancient scrolls, the soul is settled, this sitting is ten days, no drinking water and no eating, like a stone sculpture.

Ning Yi suddenly felt that Shushan was much quieter.

The girl is still not out of the customs.

Senior sister, senior brother's voice, rarely sounded.

This is the last time he came to the main hall of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, this half a year was not in vain, with the help of Mr. Ye, he found the location of the ancient river, in the world of contemplating ancient scrolls, he could see the desert yellow sand flying in the distance, and he only needed to walk this section of the road to the "end" that Ning Yi wanted to find.

The incense of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is curling.

The black and white big man sat on the futon, and after Ning Yi sat down, he saw the senior sister not far away close her eyes and recuperate, her hands on the dantian, her mood was extremely heavy, and the Taoist robe on her body was gently fluttering without wind, and if she didn't look carefully, she couldn't see the slightest movement.

Ning Yi and Qianshou, one left and one right, sat in the main hall.

Before settling down, Ning Yi said softly: "Sir, senior sister can get the opportunity to break through the realm by visualizing this trip?"

Ye Changfeng said: "Life and death have a fate, and the word life is irresistible, unavoidable, unspeakable."

Ning Yi was silent.

Nirvana, life to death.

Senior Sister Thousand Hands' qi was once as silent as a sculpture, and in this visualization scroll, what Senior Sister saw was unknown to outsiders. Some people have been guided here to break through the hope of life and death and advance to nirvana, while others have found nothing

"Sir, before we begin, I have one more question. ”

Ning Yi turned his head, he looked at the gentleman standing behind him, after Ye Changfeng broke through the limit, he once said that with his Taoism, the erosion of the years will no longer make him have the characteristics of aging and exhaustion, but these days have passed, Ning Yi found that the ancestor's face has become visibly emaciated, and the spirit is the same.

"Is it because of divinity that Mr. has become the Nirvana he is today?"

Ye Changfeng was stunned.

He was silent on this question, but did not troll.

"Sure enough" A touch of bitterness flashed in Ning Yi's eyes, Ye Changfeng continued to protect himself with divinity, these divinities inevitably overflowed in his journey, the starlight overflow can still be rebuilt, and it is even more difficult to rebuild the divinity overflow.

Divinity is the most fundamental "thing" of a powerful practitioner.

Sir loves himself so much.

How can you live up to it?

Ye Changfeng smiled and said, "You don't need to take it to heart, it seems that you can succeed today after listening to what you said yesterday?"

"Hmm. Ning Yi snorted heavily, he silently clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and said, "Let's start." ”

Ye Changfeng put one hand on top of the young man's head.

The visualization scroll of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the golden light spreads.

This time, Ning Yi appeared in the world of contemplating ancient scrolls, carrying a lantern, no longer walking slowly as before, but staring at the wind and sand, constantly running wildly, in the past six months, Ning Yi's divine soul strength has been greatly tempered, if he is allowed to return to the White Deer Cave Academy under the Hidden Sword Mountain, and face the Qin Jun who is holding the "Waterfall Lianzhu Qin" and specializes in cultivating the Divine Soul Killing Method, even if the Divine Soul is slightly defeated in the battle, it will never be like last time "in the clouds", deep in the Divine Soul World without knowing it.

"Sa-"

"Sa-"

The wind tore at it.

Ning Yi did not use the lantern of Ye Changfeng's divine soul, but tried to use his divine soul body to resist the wind and sand in the visualization scroll, the sand and stone cut his face, and the cheeks of the divine soul villain instantly tore several bloody wounds.

"Divinity" Ning Yi's body ran in the gale.

He needed divinity.

Ye Changfeng has given himself enough-

He does not lack divinity, he himself has divinity!

It's just that those divinities are in their own heart lakes, separated by an unknown "thin veil", and they do not radiate into this world.

The Heart Lake Divine Pool was boiling, and the Lionheart King Crystal was shaken by Ning Yi's thoughts, and it was extremely reluctant to peel it off, sending out the "divinity" like a cocoon, and in an instant, the divinity of the entire Divine Pool overflowed like a tide, and the wisps gathered like a tornado, flying towards the dome.

Visualize the world of the ancient scrolls.

Ning Yi raised his head, and in the distance, a divine tornado broke through the water.

As he wished.

The state of mind and the visualization scrolls are a bridge.

Found the entrance.

The long river opened, and the familiar voice fell on the soul.

With a hint of emotion.

"Sure enough, goodbye, Ning Yi. ”

The surface of the water distorted, and a blurry image appeared, not the woman on the throne that Ning Yi had seen a long time ago.

This blurry image could not see the man and woman clearly, only a general outline.

Ye Changfeng withdrew the palm on top of Ning Yi's head, his expression was a little complicated, with both relief and emotion.

This time, he didn't use his "divinity", is this Ning Yi found the right way?

The young man sitting cross-legged in the hall let out a long breath and muttered softly.

"Finally it worked"

When the old sword fairy heard this, he smiled silently.

It worked.

Prove that half a year's hard work has not been in vain.

This also proves that his deduction is not wrong, and it is not impossible to visualize the inheritance of the sword-wielder in the ancient scrolls.

Ning Yi was under the Ten Realms, and in a way of "going against the sky", he opened the inheritance of the sword wielder, and it didn't matter what the content of the inheritance was.

The sword bearers for thousands of years, without exception, must be the most powerful existence in the two worlds.

Ning Yi opened his eyes, did not speak, and after getting up, he turned around and knelt on the futon again.

Ye Changfeng was slightly stunned, and the "gratifying congratulations" in his mouth had not yet been spoken.

Ning Yi kowtowed respectfully three times.

He took a long breath and wanted to say something.

The old sword fairy stretched out a hand, bent two fingers, and made a shudder in front of Ning Yi's forehead, a slight "snap" sound, just the right amount of strength, smashed Ning Yi backwards, just stood up, and sat down again.

"It hurts" Ning Yi gasped and rubbed his head.

"It's good to know it hurts. Ye Changfeng said angrily: "Don't make those sensational, disgusting or not?"

Ning Yi rubbed his head, smiled hehe, and didn't speak.

He looked at Ye Changfeng and felt that the old man had indeed lost a lot of weight, and the diffusion of divinity was the reason for the death of the great power, if the divinity was insufficient, even if he became Nirvana, he would slowly "grow old".

Conversely, if you want to become the so-called "immortal", do you have to have an incomparable "divinity"?

Ning Yi suddenly thought of the source of his "divinity", the girl Xu who held half a bone flute leaf in her hand and practiced retreat in the imperial city.

These days, the reaction of the White Bone Plains is very stable, indicating that Miss Xu is living a very quiet life.

But is it a good thing or a bad thing that Miss Xu is carrying so much divinity?

Ning Yi never forgot that it was the emperor who lived deep in the palace and accepted the golden canopy.

Is this canary finch considered a pet or a prey?

On the way back, an old man and a young man walked side by side.

Ye Changfeng used the technique of deduction to launch the "creation" that existed in the visualization scrolls.

Ning Yi did not live up to the hopes of the old sword immortal, and today he finally found the inheritance of the sword wielder in the ancient scroll of meditation.

As for what happened after that, Ye Changfeng never asked.

On the contrary, Ning Yi took the initiative to speak, but was stopped by the old man.

Ye Changfeng said softly: "Everyone has secrets, don't tell others all your secrets, even me, don't do it." ”

"The previous sword bearer said exactly the same thing to me. Ye Changfeng blinked and said with a smile: "When I wanted to ask something, he refused to answer, and he also said that this is a very important rule. Ning Yi has reached my level and knows the horror of cause and effect, if the sword bearer has a law in the dark, then you and I can follow it. ”

Ning Yi fell silent.

Yes, I have been tight-lipped because I can't find someone I can trust.

But Ye Lao Sword Immortal is a trustworthy person.

Finding the inheritance of the sword bearer is a thing to be happy about, in fact, Ning Yi is not very happy.

Because Ning Yi didn't see the wider world after that voice sounded, he even had some doubts about whether it was really worth it for him to spend so much energy pursuing?

The sword-wielding voice rang out.

Ning Yi originally thought that he would get some kind of guidance, a certain opportunity for enlightenment.

Then one's soul, body, will be tempered and strengthened.

He was even prepared to endure great pain.

However, the voice only said one word, and there was no follow-up.

There was an open entrance in Ning Yi's heart lake, and he found a world that led to the visualization scroll, and he could enter it without Ye Changfeng's divine protection, but the consumption of the divine pool was not small.

Ning Yi tried to visualize again.

He could see the vague shadow of the sword-wielder, the two-handed pestle sword, the palm of the overlap was originally used for a sword, but the sword was empty, so the vague outline stood in the middle of the river, neither moving, nor shaking, nor speaking.

It will take some time for the follow-up exploration.

He originally had some conjectures and doubts about himself, but after thinking about it carefully, the word cause and effect was indeed very involved, and the Xihe Ancestor had already spent a lot of money to help him deduce the creation of the sword wielder.

The inheritance has been opened, are you still afraid that it will not be triggered?

After returning to the rest of the mountain, it is still practice, opening the altar, and resting.

Ning Yi was often in a trance, feeling as if he had returned to a long time ago when he had not embarked on the path of cultivation.

Most of the days are idle.

The old ancestor will control the childish and take Ning Yi back and forth to the four realms of the Great Sui.

One old and one young, more like family than "sir" and "disciple".

Buy fine wine in the ancient city in the west, kill the devil on the mountain in the east, the plateau and the upside-down sea in the north, and the mountains and mountains of 100,000 miles in the south.

Getaway.

The rarest thing in the world is the word leisure.

It's just that vaguely, when he caught a glimpse of Ye Changfeng's sideburns, Ning Yi would always have some sadness and bitterness in his heart.

He saw a hint of "aging", which was the aging of the soul of the gods, and the great limit of human beings was approaching.

The first five hundred years are broken, and the time after that gets shorter and shorter, and if you can't become immortal, you're doomed to die.

If there is a reunion in this world, there will be a parting.

Ning Yi knew this truth.

He had a premonition that the time to leave was not far away.

After taking Ning Yi to find the inheritance, more than a month of idle days passed.

The spirit of the Xihe Ancestor appeared unstable for the first time.

Over the entire Shu Mountain, the sky was originally clear, but suddenly the clouds were dense and the thunder flashed.

This old ancestor who cultivated to the realm of heaven has been pure for most of his life, and in the last stage of his life, he settled in Shushan and spent a leisurely life with the young people he admired and favored.

Ning Yi, who was accompanying the old ancestor, raised his head and recognized it at a glance, these thunderbolts gathered out of thin air, tumbling like an old dragon, were not accidental, but towards Ye Changfeng.

The Nirvana realm is limited to 500 years, and if you want to live past the limit of longevity, it is like snatching the book of life from the hands of the king of Hades to rewrite it.

It is not easy to go against the sky.

The grandeur of those thunder tribulations, put in southern Xinjiang, is enough to level an entire glazed mountain, split the mountain full of ghosts and ghosts crying wolves, and the three souls and seven spirits turn into powder.

However, in the sky above Shu Mountain, before he had time to gather momentum, the "child" resting on the knees of the ancestors jumped out and took it out.

Heaven and earth are a tide.

The overwhelming clouds were annihilated by the sword qi.

The clouds dispersed, and the heavens and the earth returned to the bright future.

The power of the Heavenly Tribulation is unstoppable by manpower, but someone can stop it, this is the strength of the anti-heaven level.

After the old ancestor smashed the cloud robbery that forced the limit, Ning Yi knew that the day of parting had come.

"Sir, the trip will be safe. ”

In front of the second stone wall, Ning Yi made a big gift.

Ye Changfeng was dressed in a wide white robe, and patted Ning Yi on the shoulder with a smile.

He stuck the stalk in the ground and didn't pull it out.

"There's plenty of divinity there, don't worry, I'm just in retreat for a while. Xihe Ancestor smiled: "If there is really a so-called immortality, then who else in the world today is more qualified than me to participate in this secret?"

Ning Yi laughed softly: "Mr. hasn't taken me to the demon clan world yet." ”

Ye Changfeng laughed and said, "Wait for me to come back!"

Ning Yi's eyes were solemn, and he said seriously: "Okay." ”

The old man waved his hand and walked into the stone wall, the stone wall closed again, Ning Yi resisted the idea of following and looked at the empty stone wall.

If there was any danger in the cave heaven connected behind that stone wall, following behind Ye Changfeng would only bring trouble to the old ancestor.

The trees in all directions were densely packed with white apes, and the water could not be drained, and at this moment, he couldn't take his eyes off the closed stone wall, and the black-robed young man standing in front of the stone wall.

They were extremely quiet, looking at each other, looking at this really stingy and boundless old man, and finally walked into the cave on the other side of the stone wall, with indescribable complexities, some regrets, and some confusion.

Ning Yi was in a complicated mood, pulled out the "child", and left silently, ignoring these creatures who couldn't speak.

Spring goes to autumn, and Shu Mountain is behind the mountain.

Thousands of hands heard that Zhong closed the main hall of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, seeking the opportunity to break Nirvana.

The second senior brother Qi Rust was trapped between the Star of Life and the Star Monarch, and the Iron Sword Mountain was locked in the mountains, and it was deserted.

The third senior brother looked for Daozang, and the old Longshan people went to the empty building.

Ning Yi returned to the mountain and did not stay too long, but packed his bags and sorted out some things needed to go down the mountain.

The practice on the mountain has been completed.

He was ready to make a long trip down the mountain.

Before parting, Ning Yi opened the last pulpit in Xieshan, for three days and three nights, this time it was not only a question of cultivation, but also a question of the sword qi realm, and even the divine soul method.

Sunset and sunrise, the lights go out.

The disciples of the peaks of Shushan knew that Uncle Ning was leaving, so they sent a lot of things, some of which were letters, and they didn't have time to open them one by one, so they stayed in the pavilion and put them away one by one, leaving them to read later.

Those disciples of the Hidden Sect sent some finely made pastries.

Fenglei Mountain, who had been silent, was scarred before the end of the pulpit on the last day, and the wind and dust servants came to Xieshan and prepared a gift for Ning Yi.

The "broken frost" that was pulled out of the Bronze Man Formation.

There is also a Bingfu Gong with the word "Taiping" sent by the ancestors of Xihe.

Of course Ning Yi didn't ask for it, not a single one.

On the night of leaving Shushan, the sky was full of stars.

Ning Yi had a bag with some silver taels and clothes, which was not heavy, but was carried by the young man in the yellow shirt.

The two of them did not go down the mountain road, but came to Pingdingshan.

Gu Shu, who insisted on giving Ning Yi a ride, didn't understand why Uncle Ning would bring him to this place?

Faint fluorescent light flies, and fireflies swirl in front of you.

The scene was beautiful.

Gu shh

"Shushan is very warm, I like it here. ”

Ning Yi said softly: "Here are my very important people. ”

Gu Si kept nodding seriously.

Of course he knew that there was his own arrow, the second uncle, the third uncle, and the sister Pei who had saved him in the snow in Xiling with Uncle Ning.

Or do you want to call Aunt Pei?

It doesn't feel appropriate, and it seems that Sister Pei, who is not much older than herself, is too old.

The yellow shirt was a little curious: "Uncle Ning, when will you and Sister Pei Shipei get married?"

Ning Yi gave Gu Shu a brain meltdown, and said angrily: "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask." ”

Gu of the Innate King Kong rubbed his head and made a sad face.

A strong wind blew from the top of the mountain.

The thick grid sword with "Great Sui World, Sword Qi Walking" has not been used for a long time, and it has swept from the rest of the mountain, hovering in front of Ning Yi at this moment, and leaning down from the sword body.

"Let's go. ”

Ning Yi took the bag, lightly jumped onto the thick sword, the sword body sank, and then shot out.

The sword qi roared.

Gu shhh, looking at one person and one sword, swept over the big moon, stood in the fluorescent sky, and waved desperately.