She saw with her own eyes that these 77,000 living beings disappeared in an instant, not cold numbers, but living people! If it was about combat experience, she might not be as good as any of the hidden demon soldiers, she had never seen such a brutal slaughter before, if it weren't for her firm will and calm Dao heart, I am afraid that the moment she set foot on the Sword Washing Peak again, she would be shocked by the blood fierce qi to weaken her hands and feet.

Beside her, the demons are sweeping the battlefield. A sturdy leopard demon removed the corpse and found a small blooming tulip honeysuckle hidden in the crack of the stone. This is the earliest spring flower, the pink and white petals seem to be weak and helpless, but they are quietly and silently stretched in the cold and windy night.

His hands were stained with blood, but he couldn't help but lower his head, sniffed softly and carefully, and then stuck out his tongue to lick it, and his face showed a look of intoxication. Someone walked past him, and he looked up and found that Ning Xiaoxian smiled at him.

There is a tiger in the heart, sniffing the rose, probably nothing more than that?

That night, she didn't absorb the moonlight and breathe as usual. All the demon soldiers who were cleaning the battlefield saw Lord Ning sitting alone on the edge of the cliff, motionless and silent, as if he had turned into a stone, only his purple skirt and jet-black hair were blown by the wind.

No one dared to come forward to disturb her, not even Miluo came to look for her.

The demon soldiers moved quickly. On the second day, when the east was white, the main peak had been cleaned, and all the corpses were collected and burned. As long as someone repairs it, the fairyland-like beauty on earth can be reproduced in a few days. However, although the palace complex here is still majestic, the hidden stream will not make this place a stronghold. Even bloodthirsty and brutal youkai don't want to stay in this tragic place where tens of thousands of people have died for a long time.

After another half an hour, the first rays of golden light appeared in the sky. Light and warmth return to the earth. The blood, violence, and murder hidden in the dark night that just passed seemed to have been washed away by the bright and hearty sunshine, leaving no trace of dirt behind. Only those who have experienced that battle know that every breath of air standing here will echo in their ears with the screams of countless ghosts and unjust spirits!

Ning Xiaoxian tilted her head slightly, suddenly opened her eyes, and the first golden light from the east shone directly and unreservedly into her eyes.

The eyes were as black as midnight. Suddenly the light of the sun was reflected, so pure, so brilliant, so golden. It seems to be able to cleanse the world of filth. If the Demon Soldier of the Hidden Stream was facing her at this moment, she would definitely be surprised that the golden light in her eyes was not much different from that of the Heaven-Shaking God Monarch!

Miss the electric turn. Ning Xiaoxian's mood at this time was just like the ancient well.

She had already reached the Great Perfection of the Convergence Stage before she died in Bai Yujing. It's only one step away from the next realm. But at this point. It's no longer enough to cultivate enough to advance smoothly, chances, moods, encounters, and comprehension are all indispensable. The number of monks in the Pan-continent Merge Period or Mahayana Period is at least 100 times that of the monks in the Tribulation Period, so the probability of one in a hundred miles is really not something that everyone can meet.

However, in just over half a month since she woke up from her slumber, she had more experience than the other monks combined, especially when she integrated into the Black Blade Army and participated in the battle of attacking the mountain against the Sword Washing Pavilion. There is nothing more palpable than war. It's like an ancient immortal sect like the Sword Washing Pavilion that has been passed down for a long time. Yesterday it was still thriving, with tens of thousands of disciples. Less than a day apart, tens of thousands of disciples fell under the butcher's knife of their own formation. Even the lord of the dignified pavilion blew himself up to apologize for his sin, and the immortal faction was removed from the Southern Ganbu Continent since then, and the territory that had been operated for countless years was also gently taken away by others.

Life is short, like morning dew. The morning is old, and the grass and trees are prosperous and withered.

Even the life of a monk is so trivial and perishable, but what about mortals? And herself?

When the second ray of sunlight shone on the earth, she suddenly closed her eyes, and then pursed her lips and howled!

The sound was inaudible at first, and then it was like a ripple in a pond that spread out in all directions in waves, and when it reached dozens of miles away, it sounded like a bell;

With Xijian Peak as the center, the top of this mountain range within a radius of hundreds of miles seems to be echoing with her crisp whistling, which seems to be endless.

The hidden stream and the generals of Fengtianfu, who were resting in the main hall, all raised their heads when they heard the voice, but no one interrupted them. Everyone knows that she is at the most precious moment of sympathy between heaven and man, and such an opportunity is hard to come by, and she must not want to be disturbed.

It took an unknown amount of time before her whistling gradually slowed down, and finally it was almost gone.

The moment the howl disappeared, the demon soldier standing respectfully behind her seemed to see a giant tree in the morning light. This tree is lush and green, it seems to have stood proudly here since ancient times, the branches are beautiful and gray, each leaf exudes a warm luster, like the finest jasper, and every leaf is inlaid with gold edge under the sun, which is very luxurious. The wind blows, the canopy of the trees is rustling, it is really "a thousand leaves and a thousand sounds", the indescribable majestic posture, no matter who looks, they are looking up, and they are in awe from the bottom of their hearts.

The demon soldiers were stunned for a moment, quickly rubbed their eyes, and then looked at it, there was a clear and empty space in front of them, where was there still a giant tree?

Ning Xiaoxian turned around slowly, this world was different in her eyes. As the demon soldier walked past her, she could see every slender hair on his body, the wildflowers fifty feet away, and she could see the shape of the pollen particles in the core.

She raised her hand lightly, and a grass seed flew out of the crack in the stone and landed in the palm of the white jade. She stared at it, almost through the pale yellow skin, directly into the smallest details of the interior, and at this moment, she knew all the characteristics of its life by heart, and exhausted the changes in its life.

Ning Xiaoxian closed his eyes and urged his divine power. After a while, the grass seed in the palm of the palm shook slightly, and then sent out tender small shoots, and then grew thin roots and long stems......

It only took more than 20 breaths for this grass seed to grow pale green leaves.

A few more breaths passed, just as the leaves became most colorful. The shy and timid buds on the stems finally open and bloom. Even the flowers of this unknown plant are pale white. Similar to the snow on the cliff, it looks flat and weak.

I don't know how many demon soldiers in the field have turned their eyes here, but she doesn't realize it, her eyes are still closed.

Finally, the flowers bloomed at their most fragrant, and then their faces were lost and withered, but they regained their small grass seeds.

This unknown plant is fully capable of feeding the seed. When it became fullest and swollen, the old plant finally slowly fell, and its body turned to gray little by little. It was blown away in the cold wind that remained unchanged all year round in the Sword Washing Pavilion.

Fifty breaths later, there was only a pale yellow grass seed left in her white jade-like palm.

However, all viewers know that although there is not much difference in appearance. This grass seed is not another grass seed. It's in the kung fu of less than a stick of incense. There is a life from germination to old age and disappearance, has gone through its own life, although in the end like spring water without a trace, but has left the most precious thing in the world - offspring, life!

She clenched her fists and opened her eyes, and there was a flash of blue light in her eyes, which then turned into a deep pool of black again.

The Tao is very good, and it is very good. She enlightened herself. It is deduced in the way of the life and death of a grass seed.

Heaven is unkind, life and death are impermanent, but there are ups and downs. There is a beginning and an end, there is a cause and effect, there are ups and downs, and so on, there is no beginning, there is no end, it is endless.

This is what she understands as the "Tao." After seven years of practice, she finally touched the threshold of the "Dao" and began to sprout a little bit of her own understanding. From this moment on, she could be regarded as truly touching the shallow corner of the Supreme Dao.

The small bruise in the chest suddenly broke through. The divine power flowed in the meridians at a speed ten times higher than before, and the mind was even clearer.

She took a long, long breath, and it took a long stick of incense before she slowly exhaled it, and then she withdrew from this mysterious and mysterious realm.

Behind him, Miluo stood with a smile and said with his head bowed: "Congratulations, congratulations! Now you have also stepped into the early stage of the tribulation." ”

He saw the whole process firsthand. In his eyes, the aura around this girl was very different from that of a quarter of an hour ago. He is also from the past, and he knows what is going on, but at the same time, he is secretly shocked by her high level of understanding.

When I first met her, she was just a mortal, and it had only been six years, but she had already stepped into the early stage of the tribulation, and three of them were sleeping in the eyes of the endless sea. This speed was enough to make many so-called geniuses on the Southern Ganbu Continent ashamed. I don't know how many monks in this world are stuck in the Dzogchen realm of the Convergence Period or the Mahayana Period, and they will not be able to advance an inch in their lifetime. Her luck is indeed too good.

"TOEFL, TOEFL!" Ning Xiaoxian raised his eyebrows at him and smiled brightly. This trip has been with her for a long time, Miluo is the first time to see her smile at herself, she stands in the spring light, the rising warm sun shines on her, making her fine porcelain-like skin look almost transparent, but with a dazzling light, such eyes like autumn waves, bright eyes and bright teeth, he is reluctant to look away for a while.

Ning Xiaoxian was naturally in a bright mood - anyone who broke through the late stage of the Great Perfection of the Convergence Dao and was promoted to the early stage of the Tribulation would be in such a good mood. Then Chi Bihu and other generals stepped forward to congratulate.

There is envy in their eyes, after all, most people will never reach this level in their lifetime. She was not hypocritical, and thanked them generously one by one. (To be continued......)

PS: At 1 o'clock in the morning, open the book and start the codeword. Before that, Shui Yun couldn't pretend that he could type calmly.

I am happy, excited, satisfied, and happy to finally retain the 5th place on the Pink List. The work during the day was extremely busy, and yesterday was the last day of March, and the battle for pink tickets was extremely fierce.

This is a war without gunpowder, and although Shui Yun is running outside, I can see how everyone supports me on the mobile client.

Some girls would rather smash down and the family bi to get pink, some girls rushed to order other people's books in order to make up enough subscriptions to count pink tickets, and the girls and men in the group also made all kinds of appeals, all kinds of running, and tried their best to find a way.

This victory is due to you.

Here, bow to all the respectable and lovely dear ones!

So, let's start paying off the debt, well, April, the month of debt repayment!!