In a quiet room in the courtyard of the east wing, the sunlight shines through the beaded curtain, and the wisps shine in, reflecting on the table in front of the two people sitting opposite.

Ning Yi slowly tore off his face and looked at the other side.

The girl took off her hat, revealing her beautiful face.

The sound outside is still there, but gradually becoming less noisy.

"There's not much time...... I'd like to ask Miss Xu to do me a favor. ”

Because of the strict investigation in the palace, Ning Yi wanted to come in without revealing his identity, which was the best way.

With Chen Yi's help, although Ning Yi can enter the East Chamber...... But you can't wait long.

The linen-robed Taoist is moving books, but the books will always be moved.

There's not much time for idle talk.

Ning Yi talked about what happened in the past half a year, starting from after leaving Tiandu, and it only took a short time to finish.

Xu Qingyan held the teacup in both hands and listened quietly.

"I had some difficulties in my practice and needed 'divinity'. Ning Yi was concise and slightly apologetic: "Your body ...... How's it going?"

Xu Qingyan lowered his eyes, shook his head, and said with a smile: "Thanks to your concern, Qingyan's physical condition is okay. ”

Ning Yi wants to "borrow" some divinity, but with his face, he can't do that kind of lofty attitude, this is a thing that is beneficial to both him and Xu Qingyan, the last time he left, he gave half a bone flute, built a bridge, and took away a lot of divinity, if nothing else, in the past six months, Xu Qingyan will not feel some pain.

Sunlight streams on the table.

Ning Yi stretched out a hand, tapped it lightly twice, and said, "I'll take a look?"

Xu Qingyan hesitated slightly, and then lifted his sleeves, revealing the snow-white little arm like a lotus, resting on the table, the sunlight fell on the arm, clear as a stream, and the soft light swayed in the gap of the bead curtain, falling on the table and skin, like a swimming fish.

Ning Yi gently pressed his wrist with two fingers, his movements were not frivolous, and his expression was extremely focused.

Xu Qingyan's face gradually turned red, she lowered her head, and she didn't dare to look at Ning Yi's face on the other side of the table.

"Okay......"

After a while, Ning Yi raised two fingers, his tone was not relaxed, and he said in confusion: "Why is there so much divinity in your body?"

"Huh?" Xu Qingyan was stunned.

Ning Yi looked at the girl, according to his estimate, the divinity in Xu Qingyan's body, even if the reproduction speed has accelerated in the past six months, as long as her bone flute continues to be extracted, she will definitely not bear the pain of "divinity overflow".

But now the situation is different from what I expected.

And it's very different.

The girl's body was already flowing and overflowing with a small pool, and the divinity at the bottom gradually grew and crystallized, solidifying on its own.

"I got sick a few times. ”

Ning Yi looked at Xu Qingyan and was straightforward.

Xu Qingyan's tone was a little slurred, and he shook his head and said in a low voice: "Yes...... Several times...... No big deal, don't worry. ”

Ning Yi sighed silently in his heart, he suddenly thought of a possibility, frowned and asked, "What is the prince doing here?"

Xu Qingyan said softly: "Send medicine ......"

Ning Yi was silent for a moment and said, "You have to eat?"

The girl across the table nodded slowly.

Needless to say.

The canary in the cage, in the final analysis, is just a small finch, and the kindness of the person carrying the cage gave a ray of light, and the final outcome was to make her lose more.

"I was negligent...... There is one thing that I must tell you now. Ning Yi exhaled a breath and said in a deep voice: "The one in the palace may want to eat you when your divine nature is perfect." ”

Xu Qingyan didn't have the slightest surprise reaction to this sentence, just a soft, well-behaved "um".

Is this like her fate?

That's what she was born with, she

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There was never a choice, Xu Qingyan looked at Ning Yi, holding her chin with one hand, her expression was stunned, there were some things that Ning Yi didn't need to say, she had already expected it.

The end of her life, as she had guessed a long time ago...... A sad end.

At least I saw the light halfway and came out of the cage.

Xu Qingyan smiled.

In the past, when treating diseases and transmitting divinity, Ning Yi said to her, "I'll help you."

But this time is different.

The back of Ning Yi's palm was slightly warm.

He was a little stunned and looked at the girl with the palm on his hand.

Xu Qingyan said seriously: "I'll help you." ”

......

......

The divinity of the divine pool overflowed, and a line of tornadoes rushed towards the visualization scroll in his mind.

Xu Qingyan's divinity is transmitted, penetrated, and spread through the skin.

The room is full of light.

Ning Yi, who closed his eyes tightly, put all his thoughts on the threshold of impacting that inheritance.

Distant Sword-wielding Lineage...... If it is opened step by step, it may have to wait until the star of life, or then later, and even the star monarch, or even nirvana.

Ning Yi couldn't wait that long.

He seized all the opportunities and creations, and relied on his perseverance to take a shortcut "with difficulty".

Whether or not this inheritance can be successfully opened depends on the success or failure of the present.

The Divine Ancient Pool in Xu Qingyan's body let out a rumbling roar.

The girl closed her eyes with difficulty, and the strength of her body was constantly extracted by Ning Yi, such a process was actually not pleasant, when she was usually cured, Ning Yi's speed of extracting divinity was very slow, and the strength was very soft.

But nowadays, it's more like a reckless taking.

......

......

Scroll Spreading –

Ning Yi immersed himself in a mysterious world.

He saw the blurred shadow of the water again, but it wasn't the same as the last time.

It was as if he had blended into the world of the scrolls.

No more a tough trekker.

When he opened the inheritance, he seemed to have integrated into this world, but this feeling was still unclear, and Ning Yi's form became ethereal, like a gust of wind, a ray of light, and a thunderbolt. He saw the "one" and the "billions", a magnificent world sat in his mind, and hundreds of millions of soft and gentle voices sounded noisily.

The spring rain is continuous, and the autumn wind is bleak.

So his mind went blank.

"Adult ......"

"Adult ......"

"Wake up, wake up......"

This voice seems to have been heard under the tomb of Qingbai City.

My mind went from blank to fuzzy.

Ning Yi asked a confused question.

"I ...... Who is it?"

When the voice heard this, it was a little confused, and said anxiously: "Are you...... O sword-wielder. ”

Honorifics...... You?

Sword wielder?

Ning Yi came to his senses, and the scene in front of him gradually became clearer, and sure enough, what stood on the water was no longer the image of the previous blurred sword wielder.

The scene he saw under the tomb of Qingbai City became extremely clear, the woman kneeling on one knee, her face stained with blood, her eyes clear and bright, and wearing heavy armor.

It seems that the inheritance has been successfully started......

But Ning Yi didn't have much joy in his heart, because he saw a world that was completely different from what he had seen before.

Huge and towering ancient trees, towering and tall, entrenched on the top of the mountain, almost piercing the dome.

Countless leaves linger like flowing fire.

Not the kingdom that is about to be destroyed, destroyed.

He raised his hand, realizing his ethereal form, which seemed not quite the same as the inheritance he had imagined.

The blurry image I saw last time I saw it, it is likely to be inferred that it was the last one's execution

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Swordsman.

What now?

Is it because I started the inheritance in advance, so I saw something I shouldn't have seen?

This is not the world of the Great Sui, look at that towering ancient tree, and it is not the appearance of the demon clan in the north...... Is this the homeland of the sword-wielding? Is there an unknowable continent on the far other side of the ocean?

"Lord Sword Bearer......" The woman in heavy armor took off her arm guards, stood up slowly, and looked up at Ning Yi.

Ning Yi frowned, all this seemed to be different from what he expected.

The woman was very sad.

She raised a hand, wiped her cheek, and her voice choked: "You saved us again...... It's just that...... ...... later"

It's just that...... Later?

Ning Yi lowered his head and looked at his gradually feathered limbs.

He suddenly realized that he might have strayed into a memory that didn't belong to him.

The way I am is not integrated into the world.

It's "myself" now, on the verge of dying.

Is this the end of the cataclysm...... The scene of destruction that he saw was finally saved by the sword-wielding man?

There were too many thoughts flashing through Ning Yi's mind, he calmed down, and with this body, he tried to find the whereabouts of the "inheritance", but his voice was already a little uncontrollable and became intermittent.

After speaking, it was hoarse and vicissitudes.

"The Sword-Wielder...... Inheritance ......"

The woman in armor, who had been listening attentively, heard the word inheritance, and her eyes were painful, with a touch of perseverance.

"Your Excellency...... The building wood does not fall, the spark burns forever, and this continent will have sword bearers for generations, and then guard your fire. ”

Ning Yi's eyes lit up.

What does that mean?

Yourself into the consciousness of the "first sword bearer"?

......

......

Consciousness is ethereal, and it is gradually about to be shattered.

A voice that didn't belong to me sounded deep in my chest.

The man let out a soft "uh-huh...... sound.

Ning Yi was in a daze, and saw that the owner of "his" body was scattered in front of heaven and earth, waved his sleeves, and one after another streamers came out of his sleeve robe, and what was wrapped in light seemed to be bamboo slips one after another.

Eight bamboo slips, eight streamers layer after layer, shrouded and covered like an ancient scroll.

This is, legacy?

Ning Yi felt the tremor of the "White Bone Plain".

Desperate thirst.

Even if he doesn't belong to this world, Ning Yi can still feel that each of the eight bamboo slips left by the "first generation of sword bearers" has an extremely powerful power, and the light is too great, and he can vaguely see the ancient characters engraved on the bamboo slips, but he can't see it really.

"That's what it is...... The legacy of the sword-wielder?"

......

......

At the foot of Changling Mountain.

A chalet.

The fog of Changling gathers and disperses, and the tombstone is silent for a hundred years.

An old lamp that had been dead for many years, which had already run out of oil, was now lit up again.

The mountain keeper sitting in front of the old lamp, dressed in black robes, silently looked at the withered butter lamp on the table that illuminated the room.

"Ning Yi, if I'm not mistaken...... You're just the eighth realm. ”

The mountain watchman looked at the resurrected oil lamp and muttered, "So, how did this happen?"

He looked up and carried the oil lamp.

Studied but cannot comprehend.

But now the time had come, and "he" stood up and carried the lamp to the scroll.

The scroll hanging on the wooden house, the swaying corners, was lit by oil lamps, the flames burned slowly, and the glaciers and snow fields and yellow sand desert in the scroll poured out a whole roll of ice chips and sand particles in the slow burning.

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